Logan woke up the next morning feeling an emptiness beside him. He lazily opened his eyes stretching his arm over the bed to feel it cold and empty. He furrowed his eyes still half asleep wondering where could be his boyfriend. He took a sitting position and rubbed his eyes trying to figure out why did he wake up alone in his bed. He took a glance to the door staring at the big crack and the broken device shattered on the floor.

"You're incredible Carlos Garcia!" Logan shouted at his boyfriend outside the locked door. He was laying on his bed with his arms wrapped tightly around a pillow, with anger mixed with tears in his eyes.

"Incredibly cute and big?" Carlos replied in a cocky, child-like tone. This made Logan's blood boil with anger reaching the limit of his patience. He released the pillow and reached for the alarm clock on the end table next to his bed. With a fierce pull, he took it out of it's place and threw it with all his strength against the door creating a big, nasty crack mixed with a loud BANG as the device shattered in pieces on the floor.

"Fine! You're upset about nothing! I'll just go!" Logan heard Carlos say from outside the room. He heard Carlos' feet stomp down the staircase and slam the front door as he exited the house.

Logan returned ti lay on the bed embracing a pillow in fetal position as he let his anger flush away with his tears.

Logan sighed, remembering that last night. In the five years he had been boyfriends with Carlos, they've never fought like this and it was like a stab in the heart for Logan to think about Carlos being mad at him, even if it was Logan who should be mad. But it hurt more to think why on earth Carlos wanted to see Kendall naked and in the top of it, him saying Kendall's name in his moans of pleasure.

A million of thoughts and possibilities flooded Logan's mind as he felt his heart sank to his stomach feeling betrayed. But even with all his suspicions generating such anger against his boyfriend, he couldn't help but wonder why Carlos didn't return home last night.

"Maybe he's sleeping on the couch." He thought, remembering that he had locked the door last night and feel asleep without unlocking it for Carlos to come in. Logan swung his feet over the edge of the bed and groaned as his legs began making their way across the room. He unlocked the door, and opened it slightly. Poking his head out of the room, Logan was surprised to not hear any sounds coming from the living room. He opened the door all the way, and stepped out into the hallway. After walking down the stairs he realized that his suspicions were confirmed, Carlos left and had not yet returned.

"Where are you?" Logan asked rhetorically, "You better have a good explanation for this."

He sat down on the couch, legs crossed and an angry expression on his face. Despite his furious demeanor, deep down Logan Mitchell was getting very worried about Carlos. What if he never came back? What if Logan had been suspicious over nothing, and he had pushed the love of his life away for no reason. Slowly, Logan's face turned from one of anger to one of sadness as he waited for his boyfriend to return.

IT'S A HORNY LINEBREAK

A golden atmosphere created by the golden sunshine of the morning filtering between the curtains enveloped the room. In the bed, a tall blonde was laying over his belly with his legs and left arm stretched and his right arm falling from the edge of the bed. It was a peaceful ambient until a loud noise woke up the boy. He widely opened his cold, emerald eyes in realization of what the sound could be. As the sounds got more and more loud, Kendall swung his legs out of his bed and ran across the room to the closet. Before he opened it, he took a glance at his desk trying to find something sharp. He found a glass filled with a little of water. He took it and smashed it against the floor, the rug muting the sound of it shattering. He took a shard from the floor and directed again to the closet. With one move, he opened the wooden door revealing Carlos tanned, naked body tied and writhing trying to get freed from his tie. As soon as Kendall opened the closet, Carlos was petrified. He raised his head to stare at Kendall with terrified eyes, mumbling something as his mouth was tied too. Kendall knelt in front of him placing the glass shard against his neck.

"Good morning sunshine." Kendall droned, "I see that you're awake."

Carlos stared at Kendall with wide, terrified eyes.

"You're going to stop because if you don't I will slit your throat open." Kendall glared, "When I untie you, you're going to remain quiet. That is, if you want to live."

Carlos kept his frightened look as he slowly nodded making Kendall smile.

"Good," Kendall said, "I will first untie that sexy mouth of yours so we can talk. I have a deal for you."

Said this, Kendall used the shard to cut the old shirt he used to tie Carlos' mouth. As he did this, Carlos gasped in fear.

"K-Kendall please!" Carlos pleaded, "Please, let me go! I won't tell anyone. I promise!"

"I know you won't Carlitos." Kendall smiled, "Because if you do, everyone will find out how much fun we had back at LA and how you so happily helped me for that."

"Kendall!" Carlos gasped, "You mean..you'll tell them about what I helped you do?"

"That, and how you enjoyed my mouth pleasing every inch of your body." Kendall said, "I'm sure Logan would like that story."

"You can't tell him!" Carlos whined, "He would hate me forever! Please, I'll do anything. Just tell me what you want me to do!"

"That's what I wanted to hear." Kendall smiled, "First, I need your help."

"My help?" Carlos asked, confused, "With what?"

Kendall sighed, "My life had lost it's spark." He started, "Now all I can do is be cold and lonely, but at least I want to live pleasantly. And there are certain things that disturb my peace, starting with that Richard."

"Kendall, you aren't saying what I think you're saying are you?" Carlos questioned, "Your mom really loves him!"

"More than me, I'm afraid." Kendall amused look turned into the saddest, coldest one Carlos ever saw. "And that's something I can't allow."

"Kendall." Carlos sighed, feeling the smallest twinge of sympathy, "Getting rid of him is not the answer."

"And then what!" Kendall exclaimed, "I stand here seeing how he steals my mom from me!"

"He isn't stealing her!" Carlos countered, "She is just terrified of you, and rightfully so!"

Insulted, Kendall swung his hand slapping Carlos' face fiercely. "How dare you!" He narrowed his eyes. Carlos gasped as a big red mark formed over his cheek. "She hasn't been a good mom, she left me alone at jail and that fucking mental institution. I spent five, FIVE birthdays alone, if not being electrocuted or injected with shit that were supposed to make me mentally stable again. At first I thought she just forgot about me, but now I know that Richard was the one who distracted her."

"I'm sorry." Carlos clutched his face, and turned away so that Kendall couldn't see the tears that welled in his big brown eyes as he sat freezing, and naked, on the floor of Kendall's closet.

"I'm aware that what I did back at LA wasn't the best thing." Kendall said coldly, "But now I destroyed what I most loved, I have to make sure I can at least have the second thing I love the most and that's my mom. I won't stop until I get rid of everything that threats to get in the way of the little happiness I should have."

"Wh-What would you have me do?" Carlos gave into what Kendall was saying.

"I can't get into suspicions. I wont' go back to jail." Kendall started, pulling out of his pocket a little phial with a strange liquid in it. "I had planned to poison Richard with this."

"Kendall, I can't kill Richard!" Carlos exclaimed, "I could go to jail!"

"Shut up!" Kendall pointed the glass shard against Carlos neck. "If I get cought because of your screams I will make sure the last thing you remember is the slow and painful death I will happily give you."

"Okay!" Carlos cried, tears falling from his eyes, "I'll do it! I'll help you!"

"Good. Anyways, I won't use the poison, I need something else." Kendall said.

"I don't understand." Carlos frowned.

"I need to get rid of him in a more stealth way." Kendall said, "I just don't know how to do it."

"I overheard your mom talking about his heart?" Carlos offered, "I think he might have heart problems. Maybe you could mess with that? Or maybe he could get hit by a car during a time when you have an aliby?"

"Fuck!" Kendall hissed, "I can't do anything until I move from this house. It would rise suspicions."

"Maybe you could get an apartment?" Carlos suggested, "Maybe I could get some clothes?"

"Shut up, I need to think." Kendall said, "As soon as I can find a place to stay, I will make sure Richard isn't in my way anymore."

"What should I do in the meantime?" Carlos inquired.

"For now, just keep your mouth closed." Kendall warned, "I will tell you when I need you."

"So I can go?" Carlos asked.

"I guess so." Kendall sighed, "And Carlos..." He said leaning closer to the latino putting a hand on his inner thigh.

"Yes?" Carlos asked, going into a daze.

"Maybe we can have some fun later." Kendall whispered in his ear making him shiver as he rubbed his hand over his thigh.

"I..I" Carlos stammered, feeling himself harden in addition to the shame of the knowledge that he really did still want to have some fun with Kendall.

"Logan doesn't have to find out." Kendall whispered moving his lips to ghost over Carlos' neck.

"Fine." Carlos sighed, feeling truly ashamed of himself, "I'll come back later for some...fun."

"Good." Kendall smiled. He moved his hand from Carlos leg to the ropes, using the shard to cut them off. "Now you're free."

Carlos rubbed his wrists, and looked around for something to cover his naked body. Relieve overtook him as he rose from the floor, as he believed that Kendall truly intended to kill him. The pain in his throat served as a reminder and testament of what Kendall was capable of.

"You're clothes are over there." Said Kendall pointing to a spot on the floor. "You're free to leave, just make sure no one sees you."

Carlos hastened to his clothes, and slipped them on in record time. With one last shameful look at Kendall, Carlos was running out of the room. Moments later, the sound of the door slamming shut was heard.

A dark smile plastered in Kendall's face as he stood up from his spot at the floor and walked back to his bed slowly laying over it. The memory of Carlos' fleeing, naked body was burned into his mind. There was nothing hotter than watching the fear in the eyes of his victims. It made Kendall remember the old days...

"I told you that I want you to strip." Kendall sneered, "Slowly, though. I want Alex and I to enjoy this show."

"I'm not going to!" James yelled back, "I am not going to play your sick games. Alex, and I, love each other and there is nothing you can do about it!"

"Is that right?" Kendall laughed, "Well, I guess we will see you on the other side then!"

James' eyes grew wide, as Kendall placed his hands on the back of the chair and pushed Alex into the deepest end of the pool. James remembered that it went down at least 12 feet, as he watched Alex sink to the bottom. Before he could decide to dive in after Alex, he felt his body being tackled to the ground and fists pummeling him in the face. Kendall had ran around the pool, and attacked him before he could ever decide to save Alex. He was laying on the ground taking punches, while his boyfriend was drowning. Kendall suddenly stopped, and rose off the ground.

Kendall shuddered, and quickly slipped his pants beneath his round buttocks, his hardness springing against his tight abs. He grabbed it with his hand and began pumping furiously as the memory of his torture of James and Alex replayed in his mind like a movie. Intense waves of pleasure shot through his thin, pale body.

"You are torturing me." James screamed, "You destroyed my hair, my career, my friends, and you killed my boyfriends animal. That doesn't sound like love to me!"

"That is because you don't know what love is." Kendall said in a venomous tone, "When you decided you wanted a boyfriend, all you thought about was how cute he was, or how funny, how sexy your good buddy Jett's muscles are. But you never thought about what having a boyfriend really meant. You never asked yourself what you are going to need, when you are scared, alone, nervous, depressed, or just self-loathing. You aren't going to need a pretty boy to look at, you are going to need the support of someone strong. Years from now, when your looks are all dried up and gone, where are you going to get your love then? With me, it would still be there because I don't care about looks. I love you because of your soul, because of the person that I know you are deep down. No matter what I say or do, that love is always there."

Kendall almost screamed, as he arched his back and his toes curled; thick white ropes, one right after the next, shot from his dick splashing into his white belly. The intensity had Kendall moaning still minutes after it had happened. Finally, the memories finished playing, and Kendall stopped writhing in pleasure.

ME AND THIS LINEBREAK ARE PANTLESS

Silence was the only thing that could be heard in the quite, peaceful house. That, and a faint snoring that echoed through all the spaces downstairs as a pale, short boy had fallen asleep on his couch. Carlos, who had just come inside, tip-toed across the room and grabbed the blanket that was on the floor. He covered Logan with it, and sighed.

"Why is all of this happening?" he wondered aloud, "How is our perfect life going so badly? It's that bastard, Kendall's, fault."

Before Carlos could wonder anything else, a small groan escaped from Logan's throat has he slowly opened his eyes and kept them furrowed.

"Carlos?" He asked with a raspy, dry voice.

"Hey you." Carlos gives his a small, half-smile and crouches down beside him.

"Where were you?" Asked Logan lifting his body and supporting it with his arm on the couch. "I was worried."

"I'm okay." Carlos grinned, "I just got a little...tied up."

"Where were you?" Logan repeated, "Why didn't you return home last night?

"Let's not talk about it now." Carlos pleaded, "I just want to make up with you. I love you so much."

"I'm sorry for being mad last night." Said Logan, "But I'm still upset for what happened."

"Not as sorry as I am." Carlos sighed, "I was wrong talk about that bastard. I'm sorry."

"Well..." Logan sighed, "I think I can forget about it for now."

"Good, because I just feel so bad." Carlos replied.

"At least you're okay." Logan said, relieved. "Why don't we just forget about all this? I hate fighting with you."

"I hate it too." Carlos' lower lip began quivering, "You're the person I love more than anyone, so let's never fight like that again."

"Come here." Logan pouted, extending his arms for Carlos to embrace him.

"Of course." Carlos sat down, and laid in Logan's open arms.

"I love you." Logan said simply, but deep and truly.

"I love you too." Carlos droned, his face falling as guilt overtook him.

They kept their hug for a few minutes before they pulled apart, staring at each others eyes.

"What's wrong?" Logan asked.

"Nothing." Carlos smiled, "Why would something be?"

"Something's bothering you. I see it in your eyes." Logan stated.

"I'm okay." Carlos insisted, "Or I will be."

"If you say so..." Logan said. "I love you. And I care about you so know that if something's wrong I'm always here for you." He took his hand.

"Your support means everything to me." Carlos smiled, though a tear rolled down his face, "Thank you so much."

Logan gently wiped the tear with his thumb and pulled Carlos again for another hug. This time, Carlos lyed down on top of Logan as Logan rocked his back. Guilt was flooding through his veins as it became unbearable to resist and he started crying in Logan's chest. Logan, though confused and worried for him, just stayed silent trying to comfort him.

"I love you so much, Logan." Carlos sobbed, "I only love you, no one else."

"I know that." Logan whispered in his ear, "And I love you too, you and no one else."

Carlos continued to cry hard in Logan's arms as memories of his past plagued his mind.

The sky was during navy blue as the sun gave way to the darkness of the Los Angeles night. Kendall Knight stood on the balcony of apartment 2J, his eyes narrowed and his arms folded. It was getting late and he was not a patient person. He expected Carlos back an hour ago, and he was starting to wonder if that great baffoon screwed up his plans. It would be just like him to do that, Kendall thought as he rolled his eyes. The cold breeze hitting his face as he stared down to the pool. The water was calm and there were only a few people chilling around. His gaze then fell on certain spot where two boys were sitting close to each other, in front of the bonfire. They hands linked together and their lips dancing in perfect rhythm.

"Oh Jamie..." Kendall whispered, "You don't know what you're causing." He locked his gaze to the couple as they continued making out. "No one messes with me." He spoke coldly as he spied at the two tall, muscular boys. James, and Alex, never thought how badly Kendall wanted to destroy them; and his mind was already settling everything for have it done.

"Kendall?" a voice called from inside the apartment, "Kendall I'm back."

"You sure took your sweet time getting here." Kendall sneered, "I have been waiting for over an hour!"

"Well, it's not too easy to catch too people having sex and record them without being noticed!" Carlos stated.

"I told you to tell Jett that he should try to have sex with Jo!" Kendall glared, "How difficult could it be?"

"I told him! But he kept refusing." Carlos said, "He said if you wanted it so much, that then you should go and tell him personally."

"Maybe he is gay." Kendall thought for a moment, "Did you get the tape or not?"

"Yeah." Carlos sighed, "Here it is. But Kendall, I don't think you should do this."

"Of course you don't." Kendall sneered, "If it were up to you this world would be filled with rainbows and puppies and happiness, but it's not! So stop being so damn stupid."

"Hey!" Carlos exclaimed, "I'm the one who agreed to help you! You don't have to be like that! And by the way, this world would be better if it was all rainbows and happiness."

"Stop acting like you forget what James did to me!" Kendall exclaimed, punching the wall. He didn't wince, or cry out in pain or indicate that he felt anything at all.

"I know what he did but I think that this is too much!" Carlos exclaimed.

"Did you forget what I am offering you in exchange for doing it?" Kendall's voice was suddenly calm, and soothing. He sauntered toward Carlos, trying to be sexy despite the cold emptiness of his eyes. Carlos' eyes became wide as Kendall drew closer and closer to him. Kendall stopped mere inches away from Carlos.

"N-no..." Carlos stuttered, "I haven't forget" He said as his heart started racing.

"Mmm," Kendall moaned, rubbing his hips against Carlos, their bulges creating a slow friction, "I think we should do it right out here on the balcony, what do you think?"

"What if someone sees us?" Carlos whispered, half-closing his eyes in pleasure.

"I want them to." Kendall replied in a husky growl. He cupped Carlos' crotch and began rubbing his thumb over his shaft, feeling it harden in his grasp.

Carlos let out a soft moan as he grabbed Kendall's hips and pulled him closer feeling his warm, thin body against his and getting him fully hard in an instant. Kendall gyrated his hips to create more friction, and he could feel Carlos' hard dick twitching in his pants but it wasn't time to release him yet. Kendall continued rubbing against Carlos as he put his pink lips on Carlos neck and began sucking so he could leave his mark on him.

"Kendall stop." Carlos moaned, "What if someone notices any mark?"

Kendall didn't respond, he simply bit down into Carlos neck.

"Kendall..." Carlos said softly before he gave up to Kendall's delicious touches. "Yeah..." He sighed in pleasure as he grabbed Kendall by the waist and dragged him to one of the lunge chairs of the balcony. As soon as the back of his heels met with the edge of the of the chair, he instantly fell backwards pulling Kendall with him. Kendall moved so that he was laying next to Carlos, keeping their legs entwined. He put his lips on Carlos, kissing him deeply while his hand moved to Carlos' growing bulge. As they made out on the lounge chair, Kendall used his finger tips to tease the tip of Carlos' hard length.

Carlos slipped his hands down Kendall's back and under his jeans and boxers so he was feeling his round and pale buttocks. He squeezed them a little and then just gently massaged Kendall's backyard as he continued kissing him passionately. Kendall won the battle for dominance so Carlos gently allowed him entrance to his mouth feeling Kendall's warm and sweet tongue caressing inside his mouth.

Kendall tried to suppress his moans, and maintain control, but the feeling of Carlos' warm hands on his rear end was incredible. Still, he knew he needed to keep control over Carlos so he slipped his delicate hand into the front of Carlos' shorts and began softly stroking the 8 inch member. Kendall could feel Carlos getting turned on in his hands, and that turned him on.

Carlos pulled out his hands out of Kendall's jeans and quickly took off Kendall's shirt revealing his bare, pale, thin body. While Kendall kept softly stroking him, he took his turn to take off his own shirt so his tanned, muscled body was directly in contact with Kendall's feeling their chest connected sharing warmth. Carlos, between moans, went to attack Kendall's neck, biting, licking and sucking every inch of his sensitive skin.

Kendall could no longer help himself, Carlos had found his sweet spot and a loud moan escaped his mouth as Carlos expertly worked his neck. Kendall felt himself losing control so he decided to switch things up. He pushed Carlos off his neck, and then yanked his pants down without warning, leaving Carlos' naked body in the cool night breeze. With one hand cupping Carlos' round butt and the other around Carlos' dick, Kendall sank his mouth onto Carlos' member, licking around the tip with his wet pink tongue, and then deepthroating him. He repeated those two steps for awhile.

Carlos moans became more and more loud as Kendall expertly worked him. He used on hand to push Kendall's head further down his dick and the other, lubricated with his saliva, to tease his nipples and increase his pleasure.

Kendall struggled at first to take Carlos long length in his mouth, but he was finally able to adjust and he increased his speed. As kept sucking the shit out of him, Carlos body tensed up as waves of pleasure flooded him making him scream Kendall's name in the air. Kendall braced himself as load after load of hot sticky fluid shot into his mouth, hitting the back of his throat. When Carlos had finished. Kendall sat up but was quickly returned to lay down by Carlos pulling him into another kiss. This time, Carlos was the dominant one as he invaded Kendall's mouth wiping his own cum from it. Kendall moaned into the kiss as Carlos sweet lips and warmth tongue shared with him the salty, warm liquid.

"So, we have a deal?" Kendall chuckled.

"Yeah." Carlos smiled with half-closed eyes. "And I'm tired now."

"I'm sure you are after a load like that." Kendall smirked, standing up, "Get some rest, big boy. Tomorrow, the real fun begins."

Carlos' eyes were wide, and unblinking as the memory flashed in his mind. He let Kendall take advantage of his attraction to him, and it caused him to do things that he would forever regret. He looked over at Logan, who looked at him with the most pure love and he felt the worst self-hatred he had ever felt in his entire life.

"I'm sorry Logan." Carlos sobbed, "I'm so sorry." He pulled away from their embrace and stormed out of the front door leaving Logan freezed in confusion and concern. He made his way across the street until he reached Kendall's house and knocked the door loudly. The door opened and Kendall opened it, wearing a cold smirk.

"Hello, Carlos." Kendall forced himself to smile, "What brings you to my house."

"I'm not doing this Kendall!" Carlos replied firmly as he wiped away the tears from his cheeks.

"You aren't going to live up to your end of our mutual bargain?" Kendall clarified.

"Yeah! I'm not going to help you or play your sick games anymore!" He exclaimed.

"Fine." Kendall glared, "Then maybe I won't keep my mouth shut. Maybe I'll go right now."

"Do whatever the fuck you want! I won't be part of your sick mind anymore!" Carlos shouted.

"Do whatever I want?" Kendall considered, "Maybe I want to go punish Logan for your betrayal."

"Logan has nothing to do with this!" Carlos exclaimed, "Leave him alone!"

"You should have thought of that before." Kendall sneered, closing the door behind him and walking down the steps with the intention of going to Logan and Carlos' house.

As Kendall walked across the street, Carlos stared at him with wide eyes and tried to chase him but at the middle of the street, a loud honk and the sound of tires skidding against the floor followed by a nasty, slamming sound made Kendall turn around just to see Carlos flying in the air and his body colliding against the asphalt spilling his blood all over the street.

-CHAPTER END-

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