annabirmingham | Four-Two Offense (Chapter 14)

Summary - AU/AU Jack and Ennis are on the 1st volleyball team at high school. Jack is a junior and Ennis a senior. They didn't like each other at first (but times are changing...)

Last chapter recap - E and J played their last game of the season, they met up later at the beach party and J asked E to teach him to surf...

Jack and Ennis (plus other BBM characters) do sadly not belong to me, *sniff*. This is written purely for fun.

Special thanks as always

hesamathgeek for the beta, I couldn't do this without your help!

Warnings - m/m action (and a bit of angst)

Feedback - yes please!

As soon as his aunt and uncle had gone on Sunday and lunch was over, Jack rushed off to get changed. Blowing his mom a goodbye kiss he tripped out of the front door in his haste and ran around the corner to the spot where Ennis had dropped him off after their first “date.” He sat on a low stone wall and twisted his bag in his hands as he nervously waited. A couple of minutes later he heard the unmistakable rumble of Ennis’ pickup and saw it appear over the hill at the end of the road. Heart jumping into his throat, Jack forced himself to stand up slowly and casually swing his bag over his shoulder as Ennis pulled up alongside him. Jack noticed two surfboards tied into the back of the truck.

“Afternoon.” Ennis had both windows rolled down and pushed his shades on top of his head to get a better look at Jack. He looked as sexy as hell.

“Hey,” Jack replied, climbing up into the passenger seat, drinking in the sight of Ennis in a white sleeveless t-shirt and the same brown board shorts he’d seen him in on the day of the ice cream incident. “You managed to get two boards?” Jack gestured to the back of the truck.

“Yeah, one’s my brother’s. He’s away at college so he won’t miss it.” Ennis ran his fingers lightly down Jack’s arm, making him shudder, before pulling his shades back on and turning the truck around.

“Was he the one I saw you with on the beach the other week?” Jack asked, eyes on Ennis’ lips as he drove.

“Nah, that was my cousin. We’re the same age and pretty much grew up together. He lives on the other side of the state now.”

“Oh.” Jack only had two girl cousins and they were much younger than him. “Sounds cool. I don’t have any brothers or sisters. Would’ve been nice to grow up with someone my own age.”

“Yeah, it was cool I guess.”

It took Jack a few minutes to realize that they weren’t turning down the usual road to the local beach.

“Where are we going?”

“A little way up the coast. The waves are better to learn on and the beach is less busy there.” Ennis shot a quick glance at Jack. “Fewer innocent people for you to plow into.”

“Hey!” Jack gave him a defiant look. “I could be a natural for all you know.”

“Guess we’ll find out soon enough.” Ennis’ lips twitched and that made Jack more determined than ever. Ennis wasn’t the only person who could be good at everything!

A little while later they pulled into a half-empty parking lot. Ennis turned off the engine and looked around quickly before reaching across to curl his fingers in Jack’s hair, pulling him forward for a deep kiss. Jack responded immediately, dropping his bag on the floor to free up his hands to grasp at Ennis’ head, stroking the back of his neck. Ennis moaned and thrust his tongue deeper into Jack’s mouth. Jack’s breath caught as Ennis slid a warm hand up his thigh, fingers brushing under the edge of his shorts.

“I thought you were showing me how to surf,” Jack mumbled against Ennis’ lips, although even as he spoke his hips wriggled to allow Ennis’ hand more room to move up inside his shorts. Mmmm, it felt so nice that he was almost tempted to forget the surfing lesson and just make out with Ennis instead, but Ennis slowly withdrew his hand and eased up the pressure on Jack’s mouth.

“Hmm, you’re right,” he breathed, dark eyes hooded. “We’ve got all afternoon.”

Yeah and hopefully lots more touching, kissing and who knows what else, thought Jack with a shiver of excitement.

****
They dragged their things down to one end of the beach, as far away as they could from the other people there.

“This’ll do,” said Ennis, dropping his board and bag on the sand, stripping off his t-shirt. Jack did the same and eyed Ennis’ chest for a few seconds before Ennis cleared his throat and Jack’s eyes were forced back to Ennis’ face.

“Sorry, got distracted.” He flushed.

“Easily done,” Ennis replied and flicked his eyes over Jack’s body before leaning down to pick up his board. “Ok, basics first.”

Lying the boards next to each other on the sand, Ennis showed Jack the best position to lie in and how to jump to standing, pushing and pulling his feet into the right place. He made Jack do it time and time again until he was happy.

“Ok, let’s hit the water,” Ennis said. “We’ll do it lying down first though.”

“It?” Jack raised an eyebrow with a smirk.

Ennis gave him a deadpan look. “Yeah, doing it too much lying down can chafe your nipples bad though, so watch out for that.”

Jack choked back a laugh. “Ok, I’ll watch yours if you watch mine.” His tongue licked his lower lip as his gaze traveled down to Ennis’ chest again.

Ennis’ eyes flared. “Done,” he said, mouth quirking. “Now let’s get your ass wet.”

Out at sea it took Jack a few attempts to get his timing right in order to catch a wave. Ennis was sitting on his own board, barking out instructions at his side.

“Ok, here’s a good one, watch it come in. Wait. Ok now go. Turn. Paddle. PADDLE! Ah, too slow. Next one.”

Jack finally caught a wave right and rode the board on his belly back to the shore. It was such a rush! Jumping up in the shallow water he turned to wave at Ennis with a grin.

Ennis was still perched astride his board out at sea. He waved back at Jack and beckoned him over. “Come back out and do it again,” he yelled.

Jack obediently paddled back out until he was next to Ennis, face flushed with exertion and the thrill of learning something new.

“Cool, huh?” Ennis lightly touched Jack’s shoulder.

“Very,” Jack replied and let a hand trail under the water to grasp at Ennis’ ankle. One sharp tug and Ennis was sliding off his board with a splash.

“Hey!’ he said, grabbing at Jack’s arm as he fell, pulling him in too.

They surfaced inches apart, shaking water from their eyes and held onto their boards with one arm, facing each other, bobbing gently, legs brushing underwater. As Jack slicked his hair back, he couldn’t help that his legs seemed to wind around Ennis’ thighs of their own accord, rubbing their crotches together through the thin fabric of their shorts. Jack’s free hand slid down Ennis’ back, rubbing slow circles down to his ass.

“Jack,” Ennis shut his eyes and swallowed, “we can’t here. Too many people around.” Jack felt the betrayal of Ennis’ body though as it grew hard against him. He slid his fingers down under the back of Ennis’ shorts and smoothed his palm over his naked skin to pull them closer together.

“There’s no one that close to us,” Jack said with a gleam in his eye, fingers caressing. “As long as we don’t kiss, people will just think we’re talking. Plus no one can see underwater anyway.”

“Maybe,” admitted Ennis, the rhythmic kicking of his legs to keep them afloat causing the most delicious friction. His one arm was still wrapped tightly around the surfboard and his other moved up Jack’s thigh, under his shorts again, to curve around the bottom of his ass.

“Mmmm,” Jack murmured, wriggling to get closer, the touch of Ennis’ hand making his dick ache in anticipation.

Ennis’ pupils dilated and he responded hoarsely, “Take them off.”

“Huh?” Jack’s eyes dropped to Ennis’ mouth.

“Your shorts, take them off.”

Jack’s breath quickened and, heart thumping, he dragged his hand away from the back of Ennis’ shorts and worked his own down and off, threading his arm securely through one leg – he sure didn’t want to see them floating off into the horizon. Ennis pulled him in close again and Jack felt him ease his own shorts down a little so that his cock sprang free and rubbed against Jack’s, their naked torsos sliding together.

“Oh geez,” Ennis breathed heavily, eyes dark, as his free hand returned to grope at Jack’s ass underwater. Jack wound his legs back around Ennis to force their dicks even closer.

“Oh god,” Jack said, heart racing as the bobbing motion returned and they moved against each other with no material in the way to dull the electric sensation of hot skin against hot skin, cool water swirling around them. “Shit, that feels so good,” he groaned and felt Ennis’ hand move over his butt, stroking, squeezing, his fingers moving across and into the gap in his cheeks. Jack jerked as one finger trailed gently downwards. He sucked in a breath as Ennis found what he was searching for and began a slow rub back and forth.

Jack couldn’t help letting out a small moan of pleasure, his whole body throbbing with need as he pushed his ass back against Ennis’ finger, wanting to increase the pressure behind but also wanting to grind against him frantically. He reach between their bodies and grabbed their dicks together in one hand, hearing Ennis grunt in response as he pumped up and down.

“Jack.” Ennis’ eyes were almost black with lust and Jack wound his legs tighter around his waist, locking his ankles together, wanting to get impossibly closer, his hand pumping quicker as the combined sensation of grinding and Ennis fingering his ass became too much for him. Panting wildly his orgasm ripped out of him with a long moan and he shuddered against Ennis, leaning his head back against his board as his body pulsed and twitched. Ennis was only seconds behind him, Jack feeling him jerk and then the warmth briefly on his hand and stomach, before the sea water dissolved all evidence.

****

After fighting to get his shorts back on underwater, Ennis looking on with amusement, Jack caught another wave back to the shore. Ennis came with him this time. A couple of attempts later he managed to stand up for all of three seconds before falling back in and was forced to watch Ennis effortlessly glide past him like a professional.

“You make it look so easy,” Jack grumbled, clambering back onto his board as Ennis paddled out to him.

“Taken me 10 years to make it look easy,” Ennis said. “You’ll get there, but not after just 10 minutes.”

“Hmph,” said Jack impatiently.

Ennis stroked his arm, brown eyes sympathetic. “Want to take a break?”

“Yeah. One last try though.” Jack was determined not to give in and turned his board back out to the horizon.

****
Lying on his back, baseball cap shielding his eyes from the sun, Jack heard Ennis shift and peeked up at him. Ennis was lying on his side, head in one hand, other hand picking at the edge of his towel.

He squinted at Jack. “D’you think anyone knows?”

“What?”

“About you, me, this,” Ennis gestured between them.

“Why do you ask?” Jack pushed himself up on his elbows. “Someone said something?”

“Not really. I just get the feeling. Chad especially, after that day in the showers.” Ennis’ face was expressionless.

“He given you a hard time?” Jack moved onto his side to face Ennis.

“No, but it’s the way he seems sometimes. Like he knows.” Ennis dug his fingers into the sand and gave Jack a sharp look. “Does your friend Lureen know?”

Jack shifted nervously. “No. She still thinks we hate each other.”

Ennis paused. “I think Chad might ask her to Prom ya know.”

“Prom?” Jack looked surprised.

“Senior Prom, in a couple of weeks.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. He’s liked her for a while, just needed a way in. You gave him that,” Ennis said with a crooked grin.

“Oh. Guess that’s good. Isn’t it?”

“Maybe.”

Jack lay in silence for a bit, letting sand trail through his fingers. “Are you going to Prom?”

Ennis shrugged. “I guess.”

“So who are you taking?”

“Dunno, would have been Alma before…er…well. No one I guess.”

“Can you do that? Go alone I mean?” Jack queried, not liking the thought of Ennis being out with a girl.

“Yeah. A few guys always go stag. Cory is – he reckons they’ll be plenty of single girls looking for a memorable end to high school. If you know what I mean.”

Jack let out a short laugh. “Trust Cory to put a positive spin on everything.”

“Yeah.” Ennis dropped his eyes.

“So, er, will you be expected to hook up at Prom too then?” Jack bit his lip.

“Probably,” Ennis said, not looking at Jack. “Would look kinda odd if I didn’t at least try.”

Jack felt a rare surge of hot jealousy flood through his body; the thought of Ennis “trying it on” with anyone else made him feel sick. “Oh,” he said quietly and ducked his head.

Ennis sat up and rummaged in his bag for a cigarette. He offered one to Jack, who shook his head.

“That’s the way it has to be, Jack.” Ennis flicked open his lighter and drew in a deep breath, watching Jack with narrowed eyes. “It won’t mean anything.”

“That’s not the point,” Jack muttered, lying back down and pulling his cap over his eyes.

“What’s not?” Ennis reached over and lifted Jack’s cap up.

Jack turned and squinted at him. “Whether it means anything or not. The fact that you’re gonna try just because it’s expected seems kinda dumb.” He snatched his cap back from Ennis and jammed in on his head, pulling it low.

He heard Ennis blow out a long breath. “You’re pissed off,” he said in amusement.

“No I’m not,” Jack huffed. “What do I care if you wanna go make eyes at some random chick?”

“Yeah you are,” Ennis continued, poking Jack in the ribs. “I can feel the prickles from here and your mouth’s gone all pouty.” He poked Jack again. “Come on, admit it.”

Jack slapped Ennis’ hand away. “Stop that. Now you’re annoying me.”

Ennis flicked his cigarette away and leaned over Jack to poke him in both sides.

“Goddamn it Ennis!” Jack burst out angrily and tried to grasp Ennis’ hands. Ennis was too quick for him though, ducking under Jack’s flailing arms to tickle him. Jack squirmed, half in pain, half in pleasure. “You fucker. All right, this is war,” he muttered and launched his own attack at Ennis, fingers digging into flesh, hands tickling ribs, legs tangling as they wrestled and rolled around on the sand.

Jack snorted with reluctant laughter as Ennis finally pinned him down with his arms above his head. “Do you give?” he panted, brown eyes sparkling, chest heaving.

“Never,” Jack breathed and Ennis started to slowly lower his head, eyes on Jack’s parted lips….

“Excuse me. EXCUSE ME!” an angry female voice broke into their world, and Ennis jerked his head back with a horrified expression, rolling off Jack quickly.

They both looked up to see a middle-aged woman standing a few feet away, shielding the eyes of a small child in her arms. She glared at them angrily. “This is a public beach you know. There are decent folks here, decent folks with young children. We don’t want to see disgusting behavior like that, on a Sunday of all days.”

Wow, thought Jack, pretty rude thing to say to people you don't know. It wasn't like they were actually *doing* anything, just messing about, certainly nothing to harm her. And who was she to say what was disgusting anyway?

He glanced over at Ennis who looked like a statue, his face frozen in panic.

“Er, we weren't doing anything that bad,” Jack mumbled.

“That's not what it looked like to me.” The woman continued to glare at them. “Kindly control yourselves or go elsewhere. We don’t want your sort here,” and with one final disapproving stare she stalked off.

“Shit.” Jack rubbed his eyes. “That was kinda harsh. Should’ve remembered where we were though I guess.”

Ennis stood up silently and turned away from Jack, hands on hips.

“Ennis?” Jack was suddenly worried, the magic of the afternoon broken by a few words from a stranger. Why the hell hadn’t they been more careful? Ennis didn’t reply and raised a hand at Jack as if to ward him off, then strode off alone down the beach.

TBC

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