Summary: Through a tragedy, Sam learns that Dean will never leave him, he will always be there to protect him. This story takes place during Folsom Prison Blues, and becomes an AU story.
I want to warn you that this chapter is dark. This chapter is also told from three points of view, so we see the same scene happen from three points of view. Thanks again to all who have read and especially those who have reviewed. One chapter left after this, and I hope to have it up tomorrow.
The Last Night Part 13
Sam walked down the hall heading to cell block A with Officer Greg. As they walked towards cell block A, Officer Greg spoke to him.
"So Sam, we're friends right? I mean, I like to think of us as friends." Officer Greg was smiling at Sam.
It made Sam happy to think he had made another friend in prison. Having friends in prison had made his time there not so bad.
"Uh, yes sir, you nice to me. I-I uh, yes sir, we friends." Sam flushed a bit, not sure what to say.
As they reached cell block A, Sam noticed Officer Greg point at the first open cell. As Sam looked into the cell, Officer Greg spoke to him.
"Hey Sam, why don't you and I sit down in here and have a little chat?" Sam looked at the man in confusion. Sam knew he was supposed to be working and didn't want to get himself in trouble.
Sam stuttered out. "B-but I need to work right? I not get in trouble?" Sam looked down at his feet and shuffled from foot to foot uncomfortably. Sam hoped he wouldn't make his new friend mad, by speaking up.
"Hey Sam, we're friends, trust me, you're not going to get in trouble. I just want to spend a few minutes to chat and get to know you better ok?" Sam watched as Officer Greg entered the cell and sat down on the cot. He then patted a spot next to him indicating to Sam that he should sit down.
Sam was confused. He usually did most of his visiting with the guards during their break when he was in the exercise yard. He didn't want to make his new friend angry so he fought down his feeling of unease and sat down next to the guard. The cot was so small, he was practically arm to arm against the guard. Sam began to feel uneasy about the whole situation, but was afraid to say anything that might upset his new friend.
Sam felt Officer Greg's hand on his left knee. He turned to look the guard in the face, curious of what the man wanted.
"I want to get to know you better, so I wanted to ask you something. Would that be ok Sam?" Officer Greg was looking intently at Sam, and it made Sam very uncomfortable.
"Ok, Sir, wh-what do you want to know?" Sam was able to stutter out. He shifted in his seat and looked at his hands to avoid the guard's intense stare.
"Have you ever had a girlfriend or boyfriend, Sam?" Officer Greg asked, and Sam felt the guard's hand tighten on his knee.
Sam really didn't want to talk about Jessica, but he was afraid he might make his new friend upset if he didn't answer. Sam took in a deep breath and tried to bravely answer the question.
"Yeees sir. Wh-when I in college, I-I uh had a girlfriend." Sam felt his eyes fill with tears. He tried to fight them as he continued speaking. "Uh, she, there was, uh fire." Losing the battle with his tears, Sam hiccupped with a sob. He felt Officer Greg pat his knee. Sam was able to get out "She uh, died," before he totally lost himself in the misery of his memories.
Sam felt Officer Greg pull him into a hug. Sam felt weak for letting himself cry in front of his new friend. He became determined to get his emotions in control. As his sobs lessened, he felt more in control. Officer Greg pulled away from their embrace and spoke.
"Hey, Sam, I'm so sorry. If I had known, I would have never asked you that. It is hard to lose someone you love." Sam nodded in agreement and was met with a reassuring smile from Officer Greg.
"You know Sam, you and I are both lucky to have good friends to share our burdens with. In fact, I have a bit of a problem, that I was hoping you could help me with." Sam noticed that Officer Greg demeanor had turned serious. Sam felt happy that the man trusted him enough to share his problems. Sam really hoped he could help his new friend out.
"Yoou, need uh, my heelp sir? I-I be happy toooo heeelp." Sam gave the guard a reassuring smile.
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"Hey Sam, I'm so sorry, if I had known I would have never asked you that. It is hard to lose someone you love." Officer Greg gave Sam a reassuring smile as Sam nodded in agreement. "You know Sam, you and I are lucky to have good friends to share our burdens with. In fact, I have a bit of a problem, that I was hoping you could help me with."
Officer Greg noticed Sam's demeanor shift. He could tell to boy was taking the bait. He knew the boy was a sucker when it came to helping others.
"Yoou, need uh, my heelp sir? I-I be happy toooo heeelp." Sam smiled at Officer Greg.
Officer Greg took the opening. "Well, Sam you see, uh next week, I'll be back to working in the processing area. This time instead of doing the paper work end of things, I'll be in charge of actually processing the prisoners." Officer Greg paused to make sure Sam was following what he said. He noticed that he had Sam's full attention. "Do you remember your processing?"
"Yeees sir. " Sam seemed to shift nervously on the cot.
Officer Greg noticed a bit of fear in Sam's eyes. He hoped that he could persuade the kid to follow along, he would hate to force him. That would take time and effort.
Officer Greg softened his voice. "Ok then, you know what I'm up against. I'll have to do the strip search and full body cavity search, and I've never done those before. It scares me to think that my first time will be with some rough inmate, who will try to intimidate me. If I don't do well, they might demote me, Sam. I would be so upset if that happened!" Officer Greg looked down at his hands, trying to pull off the look of a defeated man. He watched Sam out of the corner of his eye.
"H-how can I heelp you Sir?" Officer Greg could see the warring emotions on Sam's face. The boy was scared, but his loyalty to his friend was winning out.
"Well, Sam, I was wondering if I could practice on you? I know it would be awkward but it would be so much more comfortable, if my first time was with a friend." Officer Greg could see the tension set into Sam's body, so he decided to slow things down a bit.
"S-sir, I- I not…" Sam started to say.
"I know it's a lot to ask Sam, but maybe we could start off with me just performing a pat down search, with you in your boxers? If that went ok, then we could do the full body search? I would stop when you wanted if it go too much, ok Sam?" Officer Greg put on his best smile and patted Sam's knee.
"Uh, oook Sir. I-I try, if th-this is impoortant to you. Wh-what do you waant me to do?" Officer Greg could hear the tremble in Sam's voice, and damn if that did not go straight to his dick. Having control over this young man made him feel very powerful.
"Well Sam why don't you strip down to your boxers for me, and go spread your hands against the wall just like when we do pat downs ok?" Officer Greg stood up preparing for his visual feast.
"Oook Sir." Sam slowly stood up and turned his back to Officer Greg as he stripped off his shoes and orange jumpsuit.
"Sam, you must have worked out most of your life to have a body like that huh?" Officer Greg couldn't hold his lust back for much longer. His bulge was already straining against his pants.
Sam turned to face Officer Greg. "Uh, yes sir, my daddy m-made me wh-when I young h-he trained me. Uh, do you w-want me a-against the back wall?" Officer Greg could sense the tension mounting in Sam. He would just have to smooth that tension out with a bit of rubbing.
"Yes Sam, that would be great, and please remember to spread your legs wide." Officer Greg licked his lips in anticipation.
He watched Sam walk over to the wall and reach his long arms up as he spread his hands against the wall. Officer Greg, felt like he had his own private Sam show as the boy spread his legs wide, his toes touching the wall.
"Very good, Sam, you're doing great. I want you to take a deep breath and try to relax. I want you to remember, we're friends and you're just helping me out ok?" Officer Greg tried to sound reassuring to the boy.
"Yees Sir." Sam stuttered out.
Officer Greg watched as Sam took a deep breath and blew it out, his body relaxing a bit.
"Ok, Sam I'm going to start." Officer Greg, started the pat down, first with the shoulders, and as he worked his way down he managed to slowly massage each part. As he moved his hands over Sam's nipples, he heard the boy take in a sharp breath. The boy trembled under his touch and he felt the nipples perk up at the attention. "Sam, I want you to relax, I'm not going to hurt you, you know that right?"
"Yees sir. I-it is .. I-I cold sir." Sam said in a very quiet voice.
Officer Greg patted Sam on the back. "You're doing me such a big favor Sam. I know it is cold in here, but I'll be done in a minute, ok?" Officer Greg paused and waited for Sam's response before he continued.
"O-ok, ssir. I- uh just do w-what you need tooo." Sam said with a sigh.
As the boy relaxed, under his hands, Officer Greg continued down Sam's back until he reached his ass. Part of him wanted to tear the boxers down and enter the boy's sweet ass, but he knew he needed to bide his time, and the boy would probably be a willing partner. Instead, he slowly massaged each cheek and then moved his hands forward to grab the boy's dick. He felt the boy tense and heard a hiss as he stroked the dick through the boxers.
"P-please, Sir, s-stop. I-I not comfortable w-with. this." Sam was trembling under his touch but he could feel to boy's body responding to his touch. It felt so good, he thrust his dick between Sam's ass cheeks. It was so hot.
"Sam, sssh it's ok, feels good right, I want to make you feel good. I've wanted you every since I first saw you. I'll make this good for you Sammy, I promise!" Officer Greg felt the boy tremble and sob under him. The sobs and trembling made Officer Greg feel giddy with power. This boy was his to do with as he liked.
"P-please NO SIR!" Sam sobbed out.
"I'm sorry Sam, but I have to have you." Officer Greg's fingers hooked into the waist band of Sam's boxers, but before he could pull them down, the cot in the cell began to shake violently.
Officer Greg moved away from Sam and his whole attention focused on the shaking cot.
"What the hell?" Officer Greg mumbled. He started to run, but he felt a hand pull on his shoulder as he was whirled around. He was face to face with the kid.
Sam was shouting at him, enraged. "I-I may-be simple buuuut I not stupid."
He felt Sam's fist The next thing he knew he was on the ground, his nose was burning with pain.
"You broke my nose, retard!" Officer Greg was angry and very confused with this turn of events.
"M-my daddy was a m-marine, and h-he t-trained me. I- I can p-protect myself. I-I just w-wanted you too stop. You nooot my f-friend, you used me!" Officer Greg was so angry he could not see straight.
"I'll take care of you retard!" Officer Greg rose to his feet, and started to pull his baton out of its holder, but before he was able to raise it, he felt Sam's fist again. This time everything went black
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Officer Greg smiled back and spoke. "Well, Sam you see, uh next week, I'll be back working in the processing area. This time instead of doing the paper work end of things, I'll be in charge of actually processing the prisoners."
Sam was upset to hear that his friend wouldn't be working near him next week. He wondered what he could help him with if, he wasn't with Sam.
Sam stomach turned a bit when Officer Greg spoke again.
"Do you remember your processing?" Officer Greg asked, and Sam noticed that the he was looking at him intently waiting for his answer.
Of course Sam remembered his processing, it had been his worst day here. Sam tried to be brave as he answered.
"Yeees Sir." Sam shifted nervously on the cot, trying to block out the bad memories.
Sam noticed when Officer Greg spoke next, it wasn't as intently, like he sensed Sam's fear.
"Ok, then, you know what I'm up against. I'll have to do the strip search and full body cavity search. I've never done those before. It scares me to think that my first time will be with some rough inmate, who will try to intimidate me. If I don't do well, they might demote me, Sam. I would feel like such a failure if that happened!" Sam noticed the Officer Greg looked defeated when he finished talking.
Sam felt sorry for his friend. He knew it was important to do your job well. Sam was really confused as to how he could help though.
"H-how can I heelp you Sir?" Sam stuttered out, confused, but determined to help his friend.
"Well, Sam, I was wondering if I could practice on you? I know it would be awkward but it would be so much more comfortable, if my first time was with a friend." Officer Greg had a reassuring smile on his face.
Sam tensed up at the thought of having to strip naked in front of his friend. He knew his friend had seen him naked before. It was the thought of being touched by him that made Sam very uneasy.
Sam started to stutter out a response. "S-sir, I-I not.." when his friend cut him off.
"I know it's a lot to ask Sam, but maybe we could start off with me just performing a pat down search, with you in your boxers? If that went ok, then we could do the full body search? I would stop when you wanted if it got too much, ok Sam?" Sam felt Officer Greg's expectant eyes on him.
Sam felt so uneasy about the whole situation but didn't want to let down his friend. He knew he could do it. It wouldn't be pleasant but he knew it would mean a lot to his friend, and he felt he needed to help him.
"Uh, oook Sir. I-I try, if th-this is impoortant to you. W-what do you waant me to do?" Sam was going to put on a brave face for his friend and do this.
"Well Sam, why don't you strip down to your boxers for me, and go spread you hands against the wall just like when we do pat downs, ok?" Sam felt his friend pat his knee again then let it go.
"Oook, Sir." Sam rose and moved to the corner of the cell with his back to Officer Greg. While he had been naked in front of his friend before, if felt far more intimate with it just being the two of them. He tried to shake the uneasy feeling that was creeping back in him.
Sam felt his friend standing directly behind him as he toed off his shoes and began to unsnap his jumpsuit. He had it off when Officer Greg spoke again.
"Sam, you must have worked out most of your life to have a body like that, huh?" On hearing his friends comment, Sam blushed.
Sam slowly turned around and replied. "Uh, yes sir. My daddy m-made me w-when I young h-he trained me. Uh do you, w-want me a-against back wall?" Sam asked anxiously.
Sam felt his whole body tense up as he felt Officer Greg's eyes on him. He had to remind himself that it was ok, he was just helping his friend.
"Yes, Sam, that would be great, and please remember to spread your legs wide?" Officer Greg answered as he moved closer.
Sam walked over to the wall and put his hand above his head, and remembered to spread his legs wide just like in normal pat downs. The cell felt very small and cold. He felt his body tense up from his fear and the cold.
He could feel Officer Greg's breath on him as he spoke next. "Very good, Sam, you're doing great. I want you to take a deep breath and try to relax. I want you to remember we're friends and you're just helping me out ok?" Officer Greg's voice was soft and assuring.
"Yees Sir." Sam answered, as he took a deep breath and reminded himself that this would all be over soon.
Officer Greg moved even closer and spoke. "Ok, Sam I'm going to start."
Sam immediately felt his friend's hands on his shoulders. A sick feeling began to grow in Sam's gut. The pat down wasn't going like the ones in the past. Officer Greg was touching Sam in a more intimate way. He was caressing Sam's shoulders. When the hands moved to his nipples and started coaxing them to attention, Sam tensed up, ready to stop. He took in a sharp breath when heard Officer Greg speak.
"Sam, I want you to relax, I'm not going to hurt you, you know that right?" Officer Greg's voice was again soft a reassuring.
Sam hoped that he was over reacting. He took another deep breath and answered.
"Yees sir. I-it is ..I-I cold Sir." Sam replied, trying to be brave. He knew if things got bad, Dean was there and would help him. He reminded himself of that as Officer Greg patted him on the back.
Sam felt the man's warm breath on his back as he spoke.
"You're doing me such a big favor Sam. I know it is cold in here, but I'll be done in a minute, ok? " Sam could feel the man's hands on him and he fought a shiver.
"O-ok, ssir. I- uh just do w-what you need tooo." Sam answered with a long sigh. He reminded himself that Dean was there, and everything would be ok. He remembered Dean telling him that it might take a bit of time to respond but he would always be there to help. Dean was a man of his word.
Sam tried to relax the tension out of his body, telling himself that everything was going to be ok. Officer Greg's hands started massaging their way down his back. He felt the man pause as he came to Sam's waist. Then Sam took in a quick breath as he felt the Officer caress his ass. The alarm bells began to go off in Sam's head.
Sam's whole body tensed up under the man's unwanted touch. Sam thought things couldn't get any worse and then he felt a hand grab his flaccid penis. Sam fought tears as Officer Greg stroked his penis until it was flush with Sam's body.
Sam flushed with fear and embarrassment He thought that maybe this was all just a mistake, maybe if he just spoke to Officer Greg this would all stop.
"P-please, Sir, s-stop. I- I …not comfortable w-with this." Sam stuttered out as his body began to shake in fear. Sam's fear grew as he felt the man's hard cock rubbing between his ass cheeks. His world was closing in on him as the man began to speak.
"Sam, ssssh it's ok, feels good right, I want to make you feel good. I've wanted you every since I first saw you. I'll make this good for you Sammy, I promise!" Officer Greg said as he pushed harder against Sam's backside.
"P-please NO SIR!" Sam half sobbed, half screamed out.
Sam thoughts went to Dean. Dean will help me, I just need to hold on a little longer.
Officer Greg began to stroke Sam's penis harder as he spoke. "I'm sorry Sam, but I have to have you."
Sam was about to scream for Dean when the cot in the room began to shake violently. Sam knew it was Dean, and he now had his chance to get away from this disgusting man, who tricked him.
As Officer Greg pulled away to watch the cot, Sam saw his chance.
Officer Greg mumbled. "What the hell?" and looked like he was going to flee.
Sam grabbed the man by the shoulder and whirled him around to face him. .
Sam was now shaking with anger as he stared the man down and spoke. "I-I maybe simple but, I not s-stupid!"
With one powerful hit, he was able to take the man to the ground
Sam watched as his so called friend touched the blood flowing from his nose. "You broke my nose retard!" Came out of the man's mouth as he glared at Sam.
Sam was ready to take this guy out if necessary, but he would rather not.
"M-my Daddy was a m-marine, and h-he trained me. I-I can p-protect myself. I-I just w-wanted you too stop. You noot my f-friend, you used me! " Sam tensed up ready to strike again as he noticed the anger in Officer Greg's eyes.
"I'll take care of you, retard!" Officer Greg spat as he reached for his baton.
Sam was much quicker and in a matter of seconds had the man on the floor out for the count. Before tending to the pervert on the floor, Sam sat on the cot.
Sam spoke quietly, "Thanks for being there Dean."
Sam felt a pat on his back and sighed. He knew he needed to get the jerk on the floor help, but he dreaded dealing with it.
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Dean was seething when he heard Officer Greg ask for Sam's help in doing a strip search for the first time. He was ready to kill the son-of-a-bitch!
As, he watched the pervert touch his brother, he was about to explode. The guy was touching Sam, but what could he do? Panic began to set in.
Dean realized he needed to focus. If he focused his rage, he could help Sam. He wanted to throw a punch at the sicko, but Officer Greg was so close to his brother, he was afraid, he might hurt his brother.
He looked around and noticed the cot in the corner. Maybe if I focus my energy on the cot, I can get the bastard away from Sam! Dean focused all his rage on the cot. It began to shake violently. Dean was relieved to see that the cot had taken Officer Greg's attention off Sammy. He was ready to launch the cot at the bastard, when Sammy beat him to the punch literally.
Pride swelled in him as his baby brother landed a nose cracking punch to Officer Greg's face. He watched the guy go down with complete shock on his face. Dean noticed the shock turn quickly to anger. Dean smiled, this guy was an idiot. Sam could take him down so easily.
Dean was so proud when he heard his brother speak.
"I-I may-be simple buuuut I not stupid." Sam stuttered out in a rage.
Dean hadn't seen his brother that angry in a long time. He knew Officer Greg was in for a beating if he didn't watch his step. To his surprise, the idiot didn't back down.
"You broke my nose, retard!" Officer Greg spit out angrily.
Dean smiled when he realized that yes indeed Sam had broke the jerks nose, but was a bit concerned that the guard was not backing down.
Dean was happy to see that Sam kept his confidence level up when he spoke back to the guard.
Dean was proud to hear Sam angrily spat out. "M-my daddy was a m-marine, and h-he t-trained me. I- I can p-protect myself. I-I juust w-wanted you too stop. You nooot my f-friend, you used me!"
Dean cringed as he heard Officer Greg reply. "I'll take care of you retard!"
But before Dean could react, his brother had taken care of the situation with another devastating blow to Officer Greg's head. Dean couldn't be more proud of his brother.