Jack, Jill and Sam?

Reader discretion is adviced, this story contain graphic content depicting violence and rape which may not be suitable to all readers. This is a fictional story and do not portray real events or real persons.

Carlos! What a bum...

As Carlos spoke excitedly about Jacks visit tonight, Sam drifted deep in thought. How does he constantly get himself into these situations? Carlos is a big talker but he's the one that's been disappointing over and over by his infatuations and love affairs. Carlos was looking for a little fun, he was in love. Sam was looking for love. The love he didn't have or didn't know he had. 

Sam didn't want to deal with either Catlos or Jack tonight. He made up an excuse to come home late and left for work. Carlos carefully planned the evening. What to eat, do, say but he knew it would end innocently. It always did.

Jack arrived excited to see Sam. He fantasized a situation between them that helped him feel wanted and needed through the week. When Carlos explained that Sam would be late Jack was disappointed and a bit angry. Carlos was the perfect host. He fed Jack, liquored him up and stroked his ego. Jack’s mood didn’t lighten. As Carlos flirted as usual Jack figured this was Sam’s plan. Carlo smiled and touched Jack’s leg, Jack jumped up and said “cocksucker, I’ll give you what you want,” He threw Carlos to the floor and pulled down his own pants. Carlos laughed and thought he was joking until he turned from the floor to see Jack’s stiffening cock dangling between his legs. Carlo tried to get up but Jack threw him down and pulled his pants down. Carlo felt vulnerable, like a kid again. In a panic Carlos said “Jack, I’m playing. That’s enough. I’m sorry. Don’t joke with me.” Jack wasn’t joking. He grabbed Carlos ass and spit on his hole.. he tried to cram his cock in but he was too tight. More spit and fingers as Carlos protested in a panic and Jack forced himself in as Carlos screamed out. “This is what you bitches want so take it” as he drooled and his saliva hit Carlos ass. 

Carlos didn’t want this but he told himself he deserved it for acting the way he did. His body was reacting in a willing way. His ass lubed up from friction. His cock was hard from the prostate rub but he was crying and in pain as Jack brutally pounded his hole in anger and punishment. Still, Carlos grabbed his hard cock and jerked it violently out of habit and friction. Jack couldn’t tell and didn’t care that Carlos didn’t want this. He slammed and slammed until his cum exploded from his cock into Carlos ass. He quickly pulled out to shoot half of his load on Carlos face. Jack thought he’d like that but it was Carlos final humiliation. Carlos did not cum.

Jack stood up and pulled his pants up. Carlos rolled over in pain and embarrassment. Jack said “come on man. Get up and make me another drink, “Daddies thirsty.” Carlos stood up, pulled his pants up and said he wasn’t feeling well. You’re on your own until Sam gets home.” He thought about all his advances. He actually thought he deserved what happened to him. He said “Jack, if you tell Sam what happened between us, I’ll tell your wife, your boss and your grandmother you're a faggot.” Jack winced at that word as Carlos ran up the stairs and slammed the door behind him. Even then Jack was oblivious to any wrongdoing.

Carlos grew up in Texas. The 6th son of Mexican immigrants. They were dirt poor but Carlos was smart. He did well in school and served his older brothers well too. He was the family cumdump. The older brothers would line up as Carlos sucked them off, one by one. His brother Alex was his favorite. He had the fattest cock and he came a lot. Carlos loved that moment when a guy would shoot into his mouth. He felt so in control. All the boys were weak and sweet at that moment. He had all the power and control. 

The brothers were sad to see Carlo go to college on a full scholarship based on his Scholastic aptitudes. Knowledge came to him naturally. What he never had was self-esteem. He was bullied and put down all his life. This bled into his adult life and what he would accept in behavior from others like Sam and Jack.

Carlo took a long hot shower. His cock still hard from the action. He thought of Sam. Sex with Sam as he stroked his cock to get rid of the cum that filled his balls from getting fucked. He didn’t fantasize about Jack. He hated Jack as he shot a huge wad all over the shower wall. He really did feel sick now. He threw his ‘comfort sweats’ on. The one's he wore on rainy days and climbed into bed, no TV, no light, no tears.

Sam arrived to a mess. Jack was asleep on the sofa. The kitchen was filthy and Carlos was missing. He found him in bed. Carlos explained he got sick. He needs to sleep. “Please just take care of it”

After cleaning up and watching Jacks cock move as he slept. He took care of it. He took his cloths off and sat on Jack’s face. Jack woke and pressed his fat tongue deep inside Sam. He road it like a cock for a while as Jack slid his pants down. Sam leaned to suck his big cock but Jack pulled him onto his lap and said he wanted to look at him, kiss him. They did just that until, slowly, Jack had his cock pushing on Sams wet bug hole. He slowly fed him the head and looked into his eyes as Sam bounced on the first couple of inches. As Sam got wetter and wetter, his hole got greedy and swallowed Jack’s 11 inches like it was meant to be there. Jack never stopped looking into his eyes as he knew he was meant to be in Sam’s tight wet hole. 

Sam was a greedy bitch and road Jack hard and fast. He wanted satisfaction now but Jack kept slowing him down to make it last. Finally Sam went to the floor and sucked Jacks wet sloppy cock as he jerked off. He stood up and shoved his cock down Jack’s throat and leaned over to take Jack’s cock in his. Within minutes Jack gave him his load which triggered Sam to cum at the same time in Jack’s mouth. Jack wasn't as happy this time as he spit Sams cum on the floor, Sam continued to swallow Jack’s load. Carlos slept. Jill who drove up to see if anything sexual happened here, cried at the front bushes looking in to see Sam not Carlos making love, not just blowing, her huband. 

Jill left distraught. Jack went up to bed. Sam cleaned up and felt proud he was able to pull this off. Another night without any drama or getting caught. He looked around the room. Everything looked perfect as he shut the lights and went up to bed.

Say it again Sam

The next morning Sam woke late. Carlos, an early riser, normally woke him but Carlo was still in bed. He was on his side rolled up in a ball. Even though Sam never spoke and Carlos wasn't facing him, Carlos knew Sam was awake. 

Carlos woke at 5 and couldn’t move. He fantasized about simpler times. In the beginning when he believed in Sam. He remembered the first time they fucked. They were dating for three weeks and Sam planned a romantic weekend at the Four Seasons in Boston. Sam took Carlos into his warm arms and made him feel safe, attractive, desired and worthy. Carlos had never been fucked but he wanted Sam deep inside him. As Sam sat up in bed and Carl sucked Sams cock, Carlo suddenly stood up and wet his asshole with his own spit and squatted on Sam’s ample 7-inch cock. He took it all slowly adjusting as he slid down. He liked it immediately and circled his muscular butt up and down and around Sam’s cock. After a while, Sam flipped around and Carlos fucked him, tougher and harder at Sam’s instruction. They fucked each other several times that night and took turns pumping each other full of cum. From that weekend on, Carlos loved Sam. Sam said he loved Carlos and hoped his father wouldn't be too upset he used his emergency credit card, again. 

Forward to that morning in bed, Carlos broke the silence and Sam’s peace. “I know what you did with him last week.” Sam stayed silent so Carlos continued. “ I know you did it again last night and I didn’t even have to see it or hear it with my eyes or ears.” Sam still speechless deciding whether to deny or not. Carlos, angry now said, “ I know what you did last night because that’s who you are Sam. You're a liar, a cheat and your actions always hurt me but I didn’t deserve to be treated so brutally by your latest boyfriend!” Carlos got up and went into the bathroom and slammed the door and locked it. Sam was in shock. What happened?  Carlos yelled out, “ I want him out of my house forever by the time I go downstairs! Out and you can go too. I don’t care!”

Sam was a brat. The youngest of three and the only boy, he was the king in his upper-middle class household. All he had to do was ask, cry or demand and it was his. That worked right through his childhood. 

When he discovered boys, he boldly gave his sisters boyfriends what they would not. One night after his sister Cheryl fell asleep on the couch with her boyfriend Danny sitting by her side. Sam started to rub the huge lump in Danny’s pants. Danny tried to brush him away at first. Then he just gave in to the feeling. As his big cock stretched up and out the top of his jeans, Sam motioned him to follow him behind the bar. As his sister slept, Sam released her boyfriend's cramped cock from his tight jeans. He loved smelling his sisters boyfriends cocks just as he released them. Sweat, sour and musty as their balls loosened and hung low. Danny was big, very pale, long and fate with big veins bulging out. Sam shocked him as soon as he stuffed every inch down his throat. Sam gave him a sloppy wet blowjob so different and better than any before. Danny blasted Sams tonsils that night and many nights after. Cheryl couldn't get rid of Danny. Eventually, through family connection, Sam got into a good college and began manipulated his way through life. 

Sam jumped up and went to the bathroom door. “Carlos, sweetheart, what happened?” After silence Carlos said, “I didn’t deserve that. Nobody does. Not even me.” Carlos knew Jack hurt him. Sam was enraged. He ran down the hall to the guest room and it was empty.  He ran faster down the stairs. 

He found Jack at the kitchen Island. He said “morning baby. Alone again? I like this.” “What did you do to him?” Sam demanded. “Who? What? Any juice?” Sam picked up the bread knife and slammed the handle hard on the counter and yelled “What did you do to him last night?” Jack laughed. “Say it again Sam”  Sam said, No! What and now “. I fucked him. I fucked him right there on the floor. Nasty Mexican pig got blood and shit all over my dick.”

From the bathroom Carlos heard the commotion escalate. Their voices were loud and threatening but Carlos blocked his ears. He didn't want to know. He heard shifting and furniture being thrown, glass break loud banging. Then nothing. Silence. He waited for Sam. He didn’t come. He ran out of the bathroom calling Sam! He ran down the stairs and saw the blood. Sam and Jack on the floor silent and bleeding.

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After the police arrived and the Parametics frantically attempted to treat and stabilize them. They found Jill, dead in the front bushes. They summized she saw Jack grab the knife from Sam. Jack had wounds on his palms. Then in anger he attacked Sam with with the knife, he was stabbed badly. Janet shot Jack to stop him, then distraught turned the gun on herself. Who knows why she had the gun in the first place or what her original intention was but thank God she was there but so sad she shot herself. 

A year later, Sam and the kids went to Disneyland. Sam finally healed, the children well adjusted to their new home with Sam and Carlos. Neither parent made it that awful day. Imagine their surprise to find one of Jill's final wishes was signing a new will leaving the children to Sam and Carlos care in the event of Jack and Jill’s death.

As they waited for the kids to make it through a long line, Sam said to Carlos, “is it awful for me to admit I've never been so happy in my life? I owe it to you and the boys. I feel like I will be the man you deserve. I'm ready and I'm so grateful you waited for me. I promise you'll never regret it.”

Carlos with his newfound worth and self confidence said, “I couldn't be happier Sam. I expect nothing but the best you there is. We all deserve it.”