Bittersweet Irish Cream Ch. 09

"I'll never hurt him," Jack said just as serious.

"Didn't you already though?" Carlos asked thoughtfully. Ethan gave him a deadly stare.

"I'll never hurt him again," Jack said plainly.

"We'll see about that." The waitress came back with their beers. Carlos said, "On second thought, can you bring me a rum and coke instead? You want one, Jorge? I think ima need something a little harder tonight."

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Carlos continued to fire questions at Jack and take a dig whenever he could throughout dinner. He asked, "Have you had many relationships? You seem a little young and inexperienced."

"Just because I'm younger than Ethan doesn't make me less experienced," Jack said.

"It does when it comes down to Ethan. He likes 'em older." Carlos winked to him, which Ethan responded with, "Shut the fuck up," and Jorge laughed.

Carlos later asked Jack, "So are you gay or bi or somewhere on the spectrum?"

"I'm gay," Jack said.

"So you've never been with a woman?" he asked.

"No."

"Like, ever?"

"No. Not like ever," Jack said again.

"Shiiiiiid, then how do you know you're gay? If you've never experienced the other side? See that's what I mean by experiences," Carlos said factually.

Jack said with a straight face, "I know I'm gay because I like the feel and taste of dick."

Jorge busted out laughing and gave Jack a fist bump while Ethan snorted a laugh. Carlos raised his glass saying, "touche," and then drank. Then he said, "Well maybe one day you'll have that experience."

Jack said, "Not unless Ethan's planning a sex change. Because I'm not leaving him. Ever." There was a little edge to Jack's voice. Carlos gave a small nod and looked around the room.

"I've never been with a woman either. You know what you like right?" Jorge said. Jack nodded and smiled at him.

June and Liam were walking toward their table. Carlos said, "See I'm gay, but I know a sweet ass when I see one because I've fuck a few. Look at the hips on this one."

Jack turned to see who he was looking at, then gave Carlos a death stare as June hugged Jack from behind. She said, "Hey, I didn't know you guys would be here. We're just finishing up dinner."

Ethan squeezed Jack's leg under the table and said, "Carlos, meet Jack's little sister, June and her boyfriend Liam, Jack's best friend. June and Liam, this is my best friend Carlos and his boyfriend Jorge."

Carlos's eyes got wide and he said to Jack, "Oh shit! My bad, man. No really...my bad." He and Jorge said their hellos to June and Liam.

Jack tore his eyes away to greet Liam with a dap. "I thought you guys left already. It's kind of late to be driving back to New York now."

June rolled her eyes and told the table, "He still thinks I'm 16."

Liam said to Jack, "We're not going all the way down, we got a room at Mohegan Sun for the weekend. I'll take her back to school on Sunday."

"Oh I guess my little B&B wasn't good enough," Ethan joked.

"Dude, no," Liam said. "I clean those rooms. I see those rooms day in and day out."

"Ok well, be safe," Jack said.

"Sure thing, Dad," Liam said sarcastically and smirked.

June kissed Jack on his cheek, then Ethan. "Nice to meet you Carlos and Jorge," June called as she sashayed away in her tight red sweater dress and black knee high boots.

Carlos turned back to Jack and said, "No really. I got two little sisters so...Lo siento. I'm sorry."

Jack shrugged. "It's all good. I know that she is beautiful." But inside he was fuming, picturing himself pistol whipping Carlos.

Carlos asked, "So does everyone work for you, Ethan?"

Ethan chuckled and said, "No, but it's a small town so. I pretty much know 80% of the people in this room."

Carlos shook his head. "I don't know how you do it, EB. I would go crazy here."

"Why, ain't enough bottoms for you to fuck?" Ethan asked.

Carlos laughed. "Well, I could always find a bottom to fuck, trust. Even a straight one." They laughed. "It's not just that. I mean, do you even have a Dunkin Donuts in this bitch? It's just so...."              

"White?" Jack responded, and smiled.

Carlos said, "Well yea. Like is there even one black person in this whole town? Are there any Latinos that don't clean houses and mow lawns?"

"There are some, but not many, you would have to go to a little further down," Jack said. "My friend Afia is black and she lives on the southwest side of town. There is only one high school in Rockville so that's where we all meet each other."

"So you stick the minorities on the south side?" Carlos said accusingly.

"I don't stick anyone anywhere," Jack said. "That's just where she lives. If you want to talk about the systematic institutionalized racist polices like red lining housing and school zonings, and why most minorities, even the middle class ones, live on the less affluent side of town, we can."

Carlos smiled. "No, I'd rather talk about how many people you've fucked in this small town, or who fucked you, that Ethan has to see every day."

"Don't be an asshole," Ethan said to Carlos.

"Why would that matter if we're together now?" Jack asked.

"Because who wants to look into someone's face all the time knowing they fucked your man?" Carlos said.

"I'm looking in your face right now knowing you fucked my man and it doesn't bother me," Jack said plainly.

"Ooooooh," Jorge said, and laughed.

"But I don't live here. How would you feel if I was here all the time, hanging around Ethan?" Carlos smirked.

"You could move into the Inn and I wouldn't give shit. Ethan's not going anywhere," Jack said definitively.

Carlos laughed. "Oh yea? Your stroke game must be on point then."

Ethan and Jack said simultaneously, "It is."

"Ooooooooh shit!" Jorge said again and laughed harder.

Carlos chuckled as well. "Ok, I got it, I got it." Carlos looked around again staying quiet. Jack was ready for more stupid ass questions from him, but they never came. Instead he turned to Jorge and asked, "You ready?"

Jorge said, "Yea."

Carlos gave Jorge a passionate 20 second kiss complete with lip sucking and tongue action. Jack rolled his eyes and turned away but then glanced at Ethan who was staring. He burned a hole on the side of Ethan's face with his death glare, who finally looked at him and smiled, squeezing his leg again.

When they came up for air, Jorge said again, "Yea, I'm ready."

Carlos said not looking over at Jack and Ethan. "We're going to go now. I'll catch you in the morning." They got up and Carlos left $200 on the table. "Y'all got the tip, right?" He smiled and they left.

Ethan turned to Jack. "Do you hate him?" h e asked.

Yes, Jack thought. But to Ethan he shrugged and said, "No. You were right though. He was testing me, a lot."

"Well you passed in my book, and that's the only book that matters." Then he leaned into his ear and said, "Now take me home and show me that stroke game." Jack smiled.

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Jack went on his daily run at 4am next morning to clear his head and ended up at his parents' farm, and sat in his tree. He concluded that Ethan is an idiot if he doesn't see that Carlos is still into him. Jack was beginning to see what he meant when he talked about having blinders on before. He realized Ethan is all heart when it comes to people he cares about, which makes him also really good at ignoring red flags, and Carlos is a large glaring one. And Jack needed to figure out how to handle it before he came between them.

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Someone was knocking on the door at 6am. Ethan groaned, thinking Jack forgot his key, and got up to open the door. Carlos was standing there smiling. "Hola cabron! So this is where you're hiding?"              

Ethan groaned again, opened it wider and went to sit in the living room. Carlos walked in and went around the basement apartment, going through all the rooms. "EJ's room is cute. Where's Baby Jack?"

"Don't call him that," Ethan said. "He runs every morning, but he's usually back by now." Carlos came and sat next to Ethan, then smiled at him, stretching his arm around the back of the couch and looked at him grinning. "What?" Ethan asked.

"Nada. You look good. Happy. This Mayberry shit works for you."

"Shut up," Ethan said and hit him with a small pillow.

Carlos started, "Sooo Jack."

Ethan said, "Yup. Jack."

"He's hot. Very attractive. And he has balls. I see why you like him," said Carlos.

"And you were just saying shit to be saying shit last night, admit it."

Carlos threw up his palms. "I just wanted to make sure it was as real for him as it is for you. You like impossible relationships."

"I do not."

"Ha! Hutch, the professor?"

"That was...unsustainable yes," Ethan admitted.

"Justin?" Carlos reminded him. Ethan had a brief relationship with an anesthesiologist a few years back in between his love affair with his professor.

"That wasn't impossible, that was just bad timing."

"And me?" Carlos said, still smirking.

Ethan paused. "You were impossible because you wanted to be."

"Doesn't make it less impossible," Carlos said.

"Well Jack's not impossible," Ethan said. "He's present and available. And mine."

Carlos reached his hand up and ran his hands through the side of Ethan's hair. "Pero se supone que debes ser mío, mi amor," (But you're supposed to be mine, my love) he said softly.

"I haven't been yours in like ten years, stop it," Ethan said trying to ignore his touch.

"Seven years." Ethan looked at him puzzled. Carlos said, "The threesome? And the day after that."

Ethan nodded. "Shit. I forgot about that."

"Umhmm..." Carlos said, still touching Ethan's hair. Ethan despite himself, found his erection growing, and casually shifted his body, putting a pillow on his torso and held it there.

"It was still a long time ago." He moved Carlos's hand gently from stroking his hair, and said, "And that wasn't a relationship, that was fun. And like you said, I'm a relationship kind of guy." They looked at each other until Ethan turned away.

Carlos moved closer and said in Ethan's ear, "There's nothing wrong with us having a little fun now and then." He flicked his tongue on Ethan's ear.

Ethan's heart started pounding, but he kept his cool. "Why do you do this shit? Anytime I'm with someone you try to fuck it up. It ain't gonna work this time, Los. I love him. I'm happy. Give it a rest."              

Carlos moved closer, inches from his face said softly, "Don't act like you don't know it was always going to be me and you in the end." Ethan turned to look at him and they stared at each other. He was annoyed and confused.              

They heard a key in the door and Carlos backed up to lean against the other side of the couch, leaving Ethan to stare at him. Jack came in and they both turned their heads to him. He had a dozen donuts and two cups of coffee from Dunkin Donuts.

Jack was surprised to see Carlos on his couch with Ethan. "Carlos. I was just coming to bring these donuts to you. From the south side." He smiled and Carlos smiled back.

"Gracias, Amigo," he responded.

Jack looked at them and said, "Why do I feel like I interrupted something?"

Ethan said, "No, we were just talking," at the same time Carlos said, "You did." Ethan glared at him again and Carlos laughed.

Carlos stood up and Jack handed him the donuts. He said, "We're doing some sightseeing today, going into Providence. Is there anything to sight see in this town?"              

"Well you can do a tour at Frazier's Orchards, they do it twice a day," Jack said.

"Maybe. We'll see. Dinner tonight again?"

Carlos looked at Ethan but Jack answered. "We usually cook at home on Saturday nights, so you and Jorge could come down here. EJ will be here as well."

Carlos turned to Jack and said, "That sounds like fun. 6pm good?"

"That's perfect, see you then," Jack said.

Carlos turned to ruffle Ethan's hair roughly, which Ethan slapped his hand away, and laughed then left. Jack put the coffee on the table and sat next to Ethan, as Ethan was willing his erection to go down under his pillow. If Jack saw that he was hard with Carlos here, even a small boner, he was going to flip the fuck out and that was the last thing he needed right now.

He was thinking about everything and anything, EJ's baby poop, his aunt's sloppy kisses, the dead possum he found in the vent in room 2, anything as Jack started talking. "So what were you talking about?"

"You of course. He admitted he was being an asshole for shits and giggles last night."

"Is that all he admitted?" Jack asked, looking at him intently.

Ethan swallowed, then said, "What do you mean?"

They looked at each other for a moment, then Jack said, "Nothing." He got up and started going toward the hallway telling him, "I'm going to take a shower."

"You want company?" Ethan asked.

Jack called out annoyed, "NOPE."

Ethan waited until he heard the shower running to jump in. Jack reluctantly moved over to make room. "Ok. Talk," Ethan said. "I'm listening."

Jack let a few moments pass, then said, "He's in love with you."

Ethan laughed. "Carlos is not in love with me. He likes to fuck with me because he thinks it's funny."

"And you let him. You let him touch you and flirt with you, because you like it too."

"I'm just used to it. It's the way we've always been with each other." Ethan shrugged.

"He's not your best friend. He's your ex-boyfriend that will fuck you if you give him the slightest indication that you would let him."

Ethan chuckled, mostly because what Jack said is true. "He is my best friend. We have been through a lot together, seen each other at our best and our worst. He's who I turn to when I need someone to talk to that really knows me, outside of AJ. And I'm that person for him. But you aren't wrong, Carlos will fuck anything if the hole is tight enough, even his best friend if I let him. Which I wouldn't." He smiled at Jack but Jack didn't smile back.

"So he's hot, he's compassionate and clearly he is into you. So why aren't you two together?"

Ethan scoffed. "You mean despite the fact that I'm in love with you? When did you become this insecure person?"

"I'm not insecure, I'm asking you a question," Jack stated. "Why are you with me and not with him?"

Ethan took a breath and exhaled. "I'm with you because you are beautiful and sexy, and kind, and smart, and insightful, and intriguing, and patient, and funny, and you take care of EJ, and you take care of me. You are everything I have ever wanted and needed in this life. And your stroke game is on point." He smiled and Jack found himself smiling as well. Ethan continued, "It's not a competition for me. And if it was, you won."

Jack was thoughtful, then asked, "So he knows I left. Does he know why?"

"He...believes you were having some family problems and asked to take a break from us."

Jack nodded and asked, "And what was his advice to you?"

Ethan sighed, "He said, fuck him and go get laid. But he also said if you come back, take you back, no questions asked. Because family issues are hard enough without feeling like you have no support from someone you love." Jack nodded again.

"So see, he's not an all-around asshole. He'll be better tonight, I'm sure of it," Ethan said.

Jack was not so sure, but said, "OK."

Ethan moved closer to Jack in the shower, moving the shower head to the side and stood in front of him without touching him, but close enough that his penis was touching his. They stood there in eye contact, allowing their desire for each other to grow naturally.

Ethan slowly got on his knees, keeping eye contact with Jack. He stuck his tongue out and licked up from the base to the tip of Jack's long and now very hard dick, without breaking eye contact. After a couple of licks, he opened his mouth, sucked one ball, then the other, then put them both in his mouth and gently moved his tongue around.

Jack who had been breathing rapidly threw his head back and finally let out an "oooooooh!" He stretched both hands out onto the wall and the shower door. Ethan started stroking Jack with both hands, using the bar soap to get it nice and slippery. Jack moaned and Ethan kept stroking him, bringing him to the brink of climax, then pressing the base of his shaft to slow him down, which made Jack almost topple over, exclaiming, "fuuuuuuuuuuuuck."

Ethan stood up and turned around, put one hand on the wall and held his erection with the other. Jack soaped back up his penis, then soaped up Ethan's puckered hole, and thrusted all the way in one motion, making them both moan. He wrapped one arm around Ethan's midsection and held onto his waist with his other hand, bent him slightly and moved slow and purposeful, long deep strokes, circle around, pulling out to the tip and repeat.

Ethan matched his rhythm as he stroked his own cock and as Jack moved faster so did he. They moved and moaned together as Jack moved his hand up to hold onto Ethan's shoulder from the front, bent him even more and started pounding him, making Ethan moan louder. He could feel when Ethan was close, feel his slight trembling and the tightening of his lower abdomen all the way down to his thighs. He knew that Ethan was trying to prolong his orgasm and Jack didn't want that, he wanted him to lose control.

He pounded faster, and harder and bit Ethan hard on his neck right where shoulder began. The unexpected pain in the middle of the intense pleasure was exuberant and Ethan let out a loud "Aaaaaaaaaaeeeeeeyy!" and came so hard he thought his heart was going to stop, his cum flying out painting all over the tile wall.

Jack felt Ethan's orgasm and also came right after with a "hooooooooolysssshhhhhhhit!" and fell against him who fell against the wall and almost slid down. They both laughed and tried to catch their breaths.

Ethan turned around and slid down to sit in the tub and Jack turned the shower head back down and sat between his legs, leaning his back against him, Ethan's arms around him. They were quiet until Ethan kissed his neck and said, "I'm going to get you back."

Jack chuckled. "Looking forward to it."

"I think you left a bruise."

"Good. I'm marking my territory," Jack said seriously, then laughed when Ethan nudged him.

~~~~

Ethan had grilled steaks, veggies and Spanish rice for dinner, while Jack, still not much of a cook, boiled two hot dogs for EJ. Carlos and Jorge showed up with two bottles of Patron. "We getting fucked up tonight!" he exclaimed.

Ethan laughed. "You do know I have my son here, right?"

Having EJ around lightened the mood, and Carlos's attention switched from Ethan to EJ and Catty, as they played around all evening, which was fine by Jack.

Ethan was right that Carlos started out the night civil with Jack, as the interrogations stopped and Jack got a chance to ask some questions. He found out that Carlos has an associate's degree in counseling and is a mental health youth counselor at juvenile detention center in New York City.

"I'm pretty much the person between a kid going to jail and a kid going to the psych ward." He had a lot of inspiring stories but also some heartbreaking ones. He was in the process of becoming a life coach for the youth, "to see if I can catch them before the end up on the other side of my desk with cuffs on."

Jack found that he really liked Jorge, he was funny, easy going and genuine. Jorge was a personal trainer at NYSC and a social media personality, promoting health products demonstrating exercise routines. Jack immediately began following Jorge on Facebook and Instagram to keep up with him. He had a bachelors degree in healthcare management and has plans to become self-employed in the next three years.

They let EJ stay up past his bedtime but he started getting sleepy by 8pm so Ethan gave him a long warm bath and put him to sleep, locking Catty in the room with him. By the time Ethan returned, Carlos had the tequila open and everyone had a glass. He handed one to Ethan and asked, "Spades? It's four of us."