Jack the Hammer: A Halloween Special 2024

Happy Halloween!  

Jack the Hammer's reign continues in this Halloween Special set after the events of the first few Campus Kings kills. Written by my good buddy Dissonant Murmur, Jack continues his rampage as the slaughter spills beyond the campus.  

As with the other stories on this site, they are NSFW, explicit and contain extreme horror and gore. They are purely fiction and we do not condone acting out anything contained within, in real life! If this is not your bag, do not continue.  

The series currently does not contain images but if anyone would like to share artwork in the future, please reach out.  Feedback and comments welcome below.  

Halloween Hook

Troy Stryker and Addison Wiley were supposed to be at their friend’s Halloween party, but Troy’s car was parked beside a scenic countryside road just out of sight from the highway. The Audi R8’s lights were off and the windows were fogged up in the cool October air, but the full moon provided enough light for any outside viewers on the deserted road to see that the couple inside were in the middle of an intense makeout session. Troy’s light brown hair caught the light more readily than Addison’s dark brown curls, but neither was concerned with the view at the moment. The two were thoroughly exploring each other’s mouths while moaning and rubbing against each other as much as the car’s divided bucket seats allowed. 

The were both dressed in their Halloween costumes, though their choices were not very inventive. Troy’s outfit was a sexier version of his university rugby uniform. His skintight shirt looked like it was painted onto his huge six feet and eight inches tall frame. The rippling muscles of the athlete’s thick arms threatened to rip through the shirt’s sleeves, and his enormous pecs stretched the shirt’s material to the breaking point. The cutoff rugby shirt exposed the lower half of Troy’s deeply grooved abdominals whose shredded musculature led downward to his v-shaped Apollo’s belt that disappeared into his similarly shrunken rugby shorts. Troy’s tiny shorts barely contained the obscene bulge of his massive 17 inch stud dick and pair of equally titanic bull balls, and his thick bubble butt looked ready to rip the thin material in half at any second. 

His girlfriend, Addison, was wearing an even skimpier version of her already small standard cheerleader outfit with a tiny slip of cloth over her shaved crotch and two pompom inspired cups which fought to keep her gigantic breasts under control. At the moment her breasts were being squeezed by one of Troy’s big, calloused hands as their making out became more passionate.

*BEEEEEEEP*

The two pulled away from each other in surprise as their phones released an ear splitting noise.

“This is an emergency alert from the Dickingood County Sheriff’s Office. A murder matching the pattern of the killer known as Jack the Hammer has been reported in the area. Be advised that you are not – I repeat NOT – to approach strangers, especially anyone who matches the killer’s appearance. Get home, secure all windows and doors, and immediately report any suspicious activities to the local authorities,” the message said before the beep repeated.

“Oh, fuck off,” Troy groaned. His deep voice echoed in the enclosed space as he continued, “Probably just some hicks pulling a prank, and somebody panicked.”

“I don’t know, Troy. They’ve never caught the guy that killed Trojan and the others. Maybe there really is a killer psycho out there,” Addison shivered for reasons having nothing to do with her revealing costume.

“Come on, Addi. Don’t let some bored farm kids scare you. Besides, even a real nutjob wouldn’t be crazy enough to bother you with me around,” Troy thumped one of his meaty pectorals to emphasize his point. “Now, why don’t we finish up before we’re late to the party?”

Troy leaned and took Addison’s face in one of his hands before resuming their kiss. Addison shivered some more but with desire this time. Troy was almost as good at kissing as he was at making tackles on the field. Addison moaned in delight when her boyfriend slipped a thick finger beneath her outfit and circled her entrance.

“Fuck, yes,” Troy broke off the kiss while his finger probed deeper. “Look at you. Already nice and wet for me. Hell yeah, babe, I need to get out of these shorts.”

Troy was not wrong. His purposefully tight sports outfit was threatening to pop at the seams under the strain of the university athlete’s already huge and growing dick. Unfortunately there was barely any space left between the seat, steering wheel, and Troy’s heavily muscled frame.

“Shit. There’s not enough room in here,” Troy hissed in annoyance. “Get out and I’ll bend you over the hood of my car, babe.”

“What?! No!” Addison’s eyes darted outside in panic. “Didn’t you hear the warning? We don’t know who is out there?”

“Addi, nobody’s out there! There are no buildings, no cars, no people. Just trees and corn as far as you can see. Watch!” Troy opened the door and stepped out of his car despite Addison’s pleas.

“Get back inside! This isn’t a joke, Troy. Let’s just go home. I’m scared,” Addison said as the open door let out the steamy air. 

“Don’t be such a killjoy, Addison. Don’t you know I will protect you from any creeps that try to pull anything?” Troy asked while Addison climbed over into the driver’s seat and stared at her boyfriend with a nervous expression, but Troy could see her interest growing.

“Maybe you could convince me that I’d be safe,” Addison said eventually with a sly smile on her face. Troy knew his girl well enough to understand her meaning immediately. He brought up an arm and made a huge bicep that looked like a bowling ball beneath his tanned skin. Troy’s pearly white smile gleamed between his neatly styled, light brown beard as he displayed his game winning arm for Addison’s appreciation.

“What about this? Do you think some punk in a Jack costume would stand a chance against this bad boy right here?” Troy said while he rubbed the bunched arm muscles with his other hand. His green eyes sparkled with bravado.

Addison held up her phone and repeated, “Maybe, but I think I still need some more convincing.”

Troy’s smile turned triumphant as his girlfriend started recording him. He knew he had her once she was focused on him. He was big, he was tough, he was rich, and he was hung. He could protect her, provide for her, and fuck her like nobody else.

“If these arms aren’t enough, maybe I should demonstrate my other assets,” Troy said as he turned around and flexed his other arm as well. His biceps and triceps bulged under his girlfriend’s gaze, but when he looked over his shoulder he was well aware those were not the only things he was showing off. He was tall and wide with broad shoulders that could shove in a scrum like few others. His large trapezius muscles were visible through his shirt, and he could feel her eyes traveling down his chiseled back, which slowly tapered down to his narrower waist. 

“What about these legs? I can outrun anybody and fuck them up before they lay a finger on you,” Troy bragged as he stretched out his long, well-muscled legs. His bulging calves and his massive, rugby champion thighs were large and powerful, but he knew her attention would quickly go higher because above them was a meaty bubble butt whose muscular cheeks stretched out his shorts so his girl could see the deep valley between them. He could see her remembering holding on to his back and ass for dear life as he used those muscles to thrust his big cock into her like a human piledriver.

“Keep going,” Addison said, but Troy could see her eyes had grown wider and her breathing had become shallower.

“Alright, what about my core muscles?” Troy turned back towards her and lifted up his cutoff rugby shirt to reveal the rest of his abs and his pecs. 

“I can bench press more than anybody else on the team, so you know there isn’t anybody around here who stands a chance against me,” he said while bouncing his round, beefy pectorals. His massive chest muscles were easily visible in the moonlight, so she could see the slight dusting of brown hair across them along with the dense muscles beneath his lightly tanned skin. Addison knew from many past experiences that he was equally hard everywhere. His huge and hugely muscled body was bigger than a lot of comic book superheroes.

“And these abs might as well be metal plated. They can punch me all day, and I won’t break a sweat,” Troy said as he bunched his other hand into a fist and slammed it into his abdomen. The rippling muscles across his stomach barely moved from the blow, and he was confident he did not have an ounce of unnecessary body fat on those iron hard muscles. He had built this tough natural armor to take anything the enemy team could throw at him, but he also enjoyed Addi’s hands exploring the hard lines of his deeply carved abs.

“So if I do ever have to bash in someone’s skull, you can clean the other guy’s blood off my shirt on my washboard,” Troy flashed another pussy drenching smile as he rubbed his hands up and down his shredded abdominal muscles like he was scrubbing some clothes, though he was also purposely used the downward motion to let Addison’s eyes rove down across his abs to his shorts.

“Plus, I have a huge dick. Horse hung and more than big enough to bitchslap any perv hiding in the bushes,” Troy snickered as he yanked the waistband of his shorts down just enough for Addison to see the thick root of his massive cock sticking out from his neatly trimmed pubes. Addison stared right as his dick, and the phone trembled in her hand. Nothing like a little dicknotism to seal the deal, Troy thought as he released his shorts and lowered his shirt. Addison loved his strong body almost as much as she loved his dick, and no other girl had ever been able to handle his enormous cock like her. He was going to propose when they graduated because he had every intention of keeping the only woman he had ever fucked who could match his ferocity in bed.

“We could have a quickie, I guess…” Addison trailed off. Troy was on the verge of coaxing her out. He just needed one more show of strength to convince her, so he again turned towards the forest and flexed for his girl.

“Are you there, Mister Killer? Come out, JACK! Look over here. A big, hung, hot stud of a man waiting for you. Just your type. Let’s dance! What? Not gonna show your face? Too scared to take on a real man? Yeah, I know you are. Shit, I don’t blame you. I wouldn’t want to fight me either,” Troy laughed and opened his muscular arms invitingly to the forest. He knew there was nothing to worry about, and even if someone was hiding out here in the middle of nowhere this late, he could take them easily. His more than six and a half feet of height and 290 pounds of large, rock hard muscles were more than enough to get anybody to back down. 

“You see,” Troy said as he turned back to his girlfriend. “There’s nobody out here.”

However as Troy spoke those last words, he watched Addison’s eyes bulged in fear. Her shaking hands dropped her phone while she pointed into the nearby treeline.

“Troy, look behind you!” she screamed too late.

Troy grunted as he was shoved forward into his car. The impact shut the door closed, and Addison screamed.

“Addi, stay in the car!” Troy yelled. Addi remained still while Troy’s cocky expression twisted into rage. He turned around at the sound of a branch crack as a man as big as Troy emerged from the trees. The tall newcomer sized up Troy with an almost feral expression. His outfit was right out of a Halloween costume shop for the infamous Jack the Hammer with rough utilitarian work clothes that looked bloodstained. A series of hooks hung loosely on his belt. One hook wetly glistened with what appeared to be fresh dark red blood.

“You should have listened to your girlfriend, Troy,” the killer’s scarred mouth pulled itself into something like a smile as his raspy voice mocked the college athlete. 

Troy’s response was a right swing that should have smashed the infamous killer into the ground. Instead Jack caught the rugby player’s large fist and twisted. Troy yelled in pain while also slamming his left fist into Jack’s stomach. The killer bent over with the force of the blow and released Troy’s hand, but at the same time Jack pushed forward into the hit and grasped Troy’s thickly built shoulders.

“I hope that’s not all you’ve got,” Jack growled in Troy’s face.

Jack grabbed a handful of Troy’s shirt and pulled. The rugby player’s already strained shirt flew apart with shreds of the clothing scattering in the wind. Jack licked his lips as he stared at Troy’s gargantuan slabs of pec muscles. He admired the athlete’s dense, carved chest meat with their light dusting of hairs that only further accentuated their strong, rounded shape, but the killer’s open interest only stoked Troy’s rage. The athlete’s muscular chest tensed as Troy’s densely packed triceps and biceps lashed out in a series of punches. Again and again Troy’s fists slammed into the killer. Jack’s body swayed and twisted as the monstrously sized athlete used every ounce of his strength to attack the killer. Inside the car, Addison cheered while her shirtless boyfriend’s powerful body landed blow after blow. However despite the ferocity of Troy’s strikes, Jack remained standing.

After over a minute of nonstop punching, Troy started slowing down. His breathing was labored, and beads of sweat were running down the muscled ridges across his torso. No scrum had prepared Troy for someone who seemed to feel no pain despite the ferocity of Troy’s beatings. None of his opponents had spent years toughening their bodies in a fight for survival in the wilderness. Troy paused his attacks for a moment to gather a deep breath, but that was all the opening Jack needed. The killer launched himself at Troy and slammed the rugby stud into the side of his car. The stunned Troy’s body sprawled across the front of the car. His head and bare chest pressed against the cooling metal.

Jack raised his hand into the air where Addison could see he was holding a bloody hook shining red in the bright moonlight. The hook was still wet with the blood of a muscly farm boy who had been wearing a minotaur costume. The young man had been waiting to jump out and frighten his friends when they came to pick him up. Instead he had encountered Jack’s hook carving through his bare torso, his bull balls, and his exposed throat. That same wickedly sharp hook slashed downward. Addison and Troy screamed, but instead of the expected pain, Troy felt the cool night wind blowing over his meaty asscheeks. His tiny rugby shorts split open and, after a quick pull from Jack, fell to the road. Troy’s oversized cock and balls bounced freely against the R8’s metal as Jack pinned Troy against the car. Troy kicked back against the killer’s legs while Jack tried to capture Troy’s arms.

While watching her nude boyfriend struggling with the killer, Addison cursed herself for dropping her phone. While Troy’s phone was in the shredded remains of his shorts, her phone was just outside the car door. She quickly opened the door and reached for her phone only to find her arm grabbed by Jack. Before she could react, Jack pushed her back into the car and ziptied her left hand to the steering wheel. Jack was reaching over to do the same with her right hand when Troy’s punch snapped Jack’s head backwards with enough force to shatter most people’s necks. 

“Yes! Get the bastard, Troy! Kill him!” Addison shouted as Troy kicked Jack hard enough to send Jack flying onto his back. The killer’s head hit the road with a loud crack. Her boyfriend’s hulking, naked figure looked like an angry Greek god as he walked over to the murderer’s motionless body.  Troy’s massive, sweaty muscles were flexed tight in concentrated fury. His handsome face was set like a stone mask, his bearded jaw was jutted forward, and his piercing green eyes were locked onto his target. He held his large, clenched fists out and readied for a killing strike. With each step his gigantic cock and balls swung with pendulous motion between his thickly muscled thighs. The sight of Troy in all his masculine glory was turning her on like nothing ever had before. After Troy finished off this monster, she and Troy were going to have the best fuck of their lives.

Addison’s dreams were shattered when Jack rapidly pushed to his feet and threw himself at her boyfriend. Jack’s shoulder slammed into Troy’s abs, and then in a move that would have awed fans at one of Troy’s games, Jack picked up the rugby player. Even Troy’s muscle armored midsection folded from the force of Jack’s hit, and Troy grunted as his breath was knocked out of him. He only had time to register what had happened when Jack slammed Troy’s nude body down across the hood of Troy’s car.

For the first time, Addison saw an expression of fear on Troy’s face. Her incredibly big and tough boyfriend had never met an opponent who could not only take whatever punishment Troy could dish out but then follow up by tossing her boyfriend like Troy was a kid. Another of Troy’s punches connected with Jack’s head, but the killer shrugged off the blow as he reached down to his belt and grabbed a hook. With a powerful motion, Jack caught Troy’s arm with the hook and then embedded the tip of the hook through the car hood. Troy bellowed in rage as his trapped wrist pulled against the curved metal hook, which had cuffed his hand to his own car. The rugby star’s thickly muscled arms bunched and flexed and shoved, but the hook barely moved no matter how much he struggled. Troy was so focused on freeing his right arm that he did not understand his left arm was in the same danger until Jack had already trapped it also. Troy kicked out his feet, but in just a few seconds, Jack had similarly captured Troy’s left leg. The massively muscled Troy snarled in rage, yet he was powerless to free his spread out limbs. His moonlit naked body looked like a sacrifice that had been staked out for some ancient gods, and Jack believed he was due nothing less on this holiest of nights. 

Addison watched in terror. Her own trapped hand pulled against the ziptie holding her left hand against the steering wheel, but she saw no way to free herself either. Instead she had watched as her boyfriend’s screams became more tinged with fear. Addison could see why. Looking down past her boyfriend’s handsome features and massive pectorals, she could see Troy’s thick ass being lifted higher into the air. Only Troy’s right leg was free, but Jack easily kept an iron grip on Troy’s twisting leg while the killer’s other hand explored. Troy’s ineffectual kicking only served to excite Jack while the killer’s hands admired and separated his victim’s muscular globes. The rugby player’s tight, pink hole had obviously never taken a man before, so the killer wanted to make some preparations. Jack brought up the red hook. Part of Jack wanted to shove the meathook deep into Troy’s ass and tear out the jock’s intestines through his ass own asshole, but there would be time for that later. Instead Jack smeared the dumb farm boy’s blood across Troy’s opening. Blood made for poor lubrication, but as the killer fished his cock out of his pants, Jack’s dick was still slick with the animal fat he had used when raping the farm boy whose blood was now being used to prepare Troy’s asshole. Those would be the only lube the rugby player would get.

“Don’t you dare! Don’t you fucking dare try it, you sick fucker!” Troy kept threatening the killer as the athlete kicked and twisted while he felt the wet, hard metal press into his butt. His thick arm muscles were incredibly powerful, but despite his arms incredible strength, they could not pull free. His broad back arched upwards. He wrenched himself forward hoping to find some weakness or angle that would allow him to escape. His overdeveloped pecs pushed out into the cool night air. His broad back curved downward towards his narrower waist until pulling back out where his meaty ass was invitingly lifted at the perfect angle for Jack’s dick to spear the rugby player. So that is what Jack did.

Troy howled as Jack’s cock tore into the athlete’s tight hole. Jack howled as well at the amazing sensation of having the big athlete’s incredible ass clench around the killer’s manhood. Troy’s butt had a perfect combination of incredibly hard muscles and just enough softness to quickly envelop and mold itself around Jack’s cock. As Jack started thrusting faster and harder, he watched Troy’s ass jiggle, tighten, and bounce while squeezing the killer’s cock like a vice. Jack’s bloody cock pounded deeper and deeper. Each thrust tore out more of Troy’s rectal lining and lubricated Jack’s fucking with Troy’s hot blood. Jack groaned in delight while Troy groaned in agony. Jack smacked Troy’s ass repeatedly with the backside of his hook and watched the red imprints form on the boy’s exquisite buttocks. This lucky find had to be one of his best buttfucks ever, the killer thought, but he was only getting started with a hot stud like Troy. Jack wanted to savor this experience.

“Aagghh… fuck, I’m… ugh… going… to kill… you… ahhh… FUCK!!! oohhh… I’ll rip… your… DAMN… head... uhfff…” Troy kept screaming threats despite the pain of Jack’s cock plunging deeper and deeper into the rugby player’s tight hole. Troy tried to use his free leg to kick Jack or wrap around the killer’s head, but Jack was barely struggling to hold Troy’s thickly muscled leg. Instead Jack was using Troy’s leg to maneuver the big athlete’s body around to the best position. Troy attempted to use this massive thighs to shove the killer off, but the tension only helped better squeeze and pleasure Jack’s cock. Troy’s enormous muscles bounced and jiggled more as Jack’s thrusts plunged in longer strokes, but Jack had become fixated on another part of the rugby star’s anatomy that was also flopping about wildly. 

The huge jock’s masculine attributes would have been large if they had merely been proportional to Troy’s six feet and seven inches of height, but Troy’s cock and balls were even more massive yet. Even in their pain shrunken state, the athlete would put any averagely endowed man to shame, but Jack was never the kind of person to let pain prevent him from playing with his toys. He grabbed Troy’s free leg and pinned it to the car while leaning down and grasping Troy’s cock with his hand. The huge dick was already a foot long in its flaccid state and hung over a pair of balls the size of grapefruit. Jack started playing with the big dick and angling his fucking to better hit the jock’s prostate. Troy’s threats slowed down while his already huge cock grew larger as it filled with blood.

Addison watched in stunned disbelief as Troy’s massively muscled body struggled against the killer and as her boyfriend’s cock started expanding in the killer’s hand. She knew better than anyone Troy was a virile stud. Troy’s big balls did not only make the testosterone used to build up Troy’s gargantuan muscles. She often enjoyed Troy fucking her senseless before he dumped a huge load deep into her cunt, which had been stretched out enough for her to feel nothing from any lesser man. Troy got hard in an instant and never seemed to run out of cum, but she never expected her boyfriend to enjoy getting fucked up the ass like this. Troy’s handsome face strained, and he let out a moan that she finally recognized. He was getting turned on. Troy had learned to push through pain on the field, but now his legendary endurance was biting him in the ass. Despite the agony of his brutal rape, his dick jumped at Jack’s touch and rapidly filled out.

Jack was awestruck by Troy’s seventeen inches of gigantic cockmeat. Troy’s dick was not only enormous, but the athlete’s manhood was perfectly shaped too. The rugby stud’s cock was long, thick, and rock hard in the killer’s hand. Jack reverently explored every inch of the girthy, straight shaft and the plum shaped cockhead that was pointed at Troy’s jiggling pecs. Aesthetic veins ran across the big dick and pulsed as blood pounded into the powerful organ. This piece of meat had been made to fuck deep and deposit its seed as far up into some cunt as possible. Even after years of hunting incredibly hung studs, Jack had held few dicks as big and gorgeous as Troy’s. 

“No, I… I’ll tear off your dick… I’m not… Shit… I’m… No, I’m not going to…” Troy’s threats were tinged with a different kind of denial now. His breaths were coming harder and faster now, and the reason was not only due to Jack’s cock steadily widening his asshole. Already the rugby player’s equally massive balls were pulling up closer to his groin. Thick white sap leaked out of the throbbing cockhead, which Jack decided he must taste. Troy’s dick was long enough for Jack to keep fucking the athlete while Jack curled down and tongued the delicious treat from the stud’s twitching manhood. The killer moaned while tasting the delicious nectar.

Troy looked over at his girlfriend and tried to say that this was not him. This was some sick perversion done to him by some madman, but when he looked at Addison’s stunned expression, he could not find the words. In shame he turned his gaze towards Jack. Troy looked down past his rippling chest muscles in the hopes of some miracle forcing the killer to stop. Instead Troy watched Jack’s scarred lips slowly envelop the tip of Troy’s cock and suckle out more of Troy’s rich precum. Despite his pain and anger, Tory lifted his hips upward instinctively to get more of his cock in that warm mouth. Troy caught himself from pumping his dick between those scarred lips. He would not give the killer the pleasure despite his needy dick desperately wanting to unload.  Troy clenched down hard to prevent himself from cumming, even if that meant squeezing the killer’s dick at the same time. Every one of Troy’s huge muscles seized tight. 

Jack sucked and teased the top of Troy’s dick with increasing fervor while his fucking increased in speed. Troy grunted. The rugby player’s breath hissed between clenched teeth. Troy’s jawbreaker of a cockhead grew even thicker in Jack’s mouth. The jock was leaking a constant stream of seed for the killer’s enjoyment. Jack reached down and grabbed Troy’s huge balls. Jack slurped and flicked his tongue across the throbbing cockhead while his fingers rolled and played with the hunky athlete’s orbs. Troy’s cum makers were hot, heavy, and churning with seed they needed to unload, yet Troy held to what control he could. The rugby stud looked towards the cold heavens with a begging expression even as his giant muscles stayed tightly flexed to hold back the floodgates of his orgasm. Without warning, Jack squeezed those big balls. His fingers dug deep into the hard, fibrous tissue while swallowed as much as possible of Troy’s huge dick. Troy groaned in surprise and pain. Then Troy came and came hard. 

Troy howled to the moon while Jack’s throat and mouth were flooded with hot white cum, and the sensation combined with the heavenly feeling of Troy’s incredible ass squeezing down on the killer’s dick pushed Jack over the edge as well. Jack pull his mouth free to avoid drowning as another, larger blast of cum rocketed out across the hood of Troy’s car and Troy’s quaking body. Troy’s howl turned into a strangled cry as his brain short circuited from the feeling of the killer’s load flooding Troy’s ruined asshole while Troy’s balls were forced to release his own load. More shotgun-like blasts of hot jock cream splattered across Troy’s handsome face and muscular torso as Jack kept pumping Troy’s cock to see how much cum the big stud could shoot. At the same moment Jack’s load overflowed from Troy’s ass while Jack continued fucking the rugby star. Addison could not look away as her boyfriend coated himself with his own seed while the killer’s cum kept flooding out of her boyfriend’s bleeding asshole. The whole thing lasted seconds, but for the horrified couple it felt like forever. Even worse, Jack kept up the frantic pace, both fucking and jerking Troy, despite both men having finished spurting.

“You’re a dead man,” Troy’s already deep voice was much deeper after cumming, but Jack could not take seriously a threat from Troy’s cum covered face. Troy’s hair and beard were matted with his own load. Thick rivers of white cream oozed down his muscular body and his car. Some of the white liquid clung to the hairs on his chest while the rest cascaded down Troy’s well rounded pecs and tightly muscled abs. In reply Jack leaned down again to run his tongue across the underside of Troy’s dick. Troy hissed as Jack’s tongue repeatedly flicked against the base of Troy’s very sensitive cockhead. Troy’s ass involuntarily squeezed around Jack’s plundering dick while Troy’s huge 17 inch dick pulsed in Jack’s hand despite having just cum seconds ago. Jack pinched one of Troy’s cumslick nipples and hummed in pleasure as Troy’s body tightened from across his thickly muscled chest down to his spasming asshole. The psychotic killer went back to jerking the athlete’s shaft, which kept the towering manhood rock hard and managed to dredge up some last batch of cum. Jack started fucking Troy even harder.

“NO! Oh… FUCK! ...aaahhh… No more... you psychotic… SHIIIT! ...ugh... bastard… STOP!” Troy screamed at the killer, but Jack was enjoying himself. Troy’s hole was hot, tight, and now well lubed with Jack’s cum and Troy’s blood. Troy fought and writhed helplessly as he was raped again, but all his struggles managed to accomplish was excite the murderer. The rugby player’s massive pecs bounced hypnotically with each of Jack’s thrusts. Troy’s thick thighs and quads flexed and pushed against Jack while the athlete’s muscled bound arms bulged with incredible strength. Troy’s huge cock waved in the air and felt as tough and hard in Jack’s stroking hand as Troy’s muscles. Jack pushed forward and sucked on a nipple. He licked up Troy’s cum and nibbled on the thick capstone atop the even thicker muscle beneath. Troy screamed in pain as Jack bit hard enough to draw blood. The noise was divine music to Jack’s ears.

“Let him go! Please. Just let us go,” Addison yelled as her boyfriend screamed some more. Jack paused for a second. He had been so wrapped up in enjoying this masculine delight that he had forgotten there was another person. He stood upright and looked directly in the girlfriend’s eyes as he licked his lips clean of the her boyfriends’ sweat, cum, and blood. Jack went back to fucking Troy but thrust faster than ever. Jack groaned and sighed theatrically. He wanted Addison to know how much he was enjoying her boyfriend’s hot ass. Troy moaned in pain every time Jack shoved deeper into his victim, but Jack purposefully allowed Troy’s own cock to go untouched. Troy remained iron hard despite Jack’s hands having left rugby star’s thick shaft minutes ago, but that was not enough humiliation for the killer’s taste.

Acting quickly, Jack freed Troy’s right arm. A surprised Troy took a second to throw a punch at Jack, but that was exactly what Jack had planned. Jack let the motion carry Troy forward as Jack ducked under the punch. Instead of hitting the killer, Troy howled as his fist slammed into the roof of his car. Jack slammed the hook down again to trap Troy’s hand on the roof of his vehicle and twisted Troy’s body so the massive man was splayed out across his windshield with his thick muscles pressed against the windshield and his big dick streaking precum onto the glass.

Addison screamed and shut her eyes in fear as the hook pierced through the car’s roof. She was certain Jack was coming for her too, but after she gathered the courage to look again, she saw Jack had grabbed Troy by the back of the head and had pressed the rugby player’s face against the windshield so his girlfriend could watch her big, strong boyfriend’s expressions.

Troy started to beg Jack, “My dad’s rich. He can pay you… oohh, GOD DAMN, you are going to rip me apart… FUCK! Please… whatever you want...”

Addison started crying too as she watched her tough stud of a boyfriend being raped right in front of her. Troy’s usually neatly groomed beard was a twisted mess. His massive arms flexed and bunched uselessly. His enormously built thighs twisted helplessly. Troy’s hugely muscled chest was pressed against the windshield. The thick muscles of his pecs and rippled abs flexed and twisted against the glass. The motion smeared Troy’s sweat, blood, and cum across the glass as Troy was thoroughly fucked. Troy’s leaking prick jerked and spat out more cream with each of Jack’s thrusts. Each time Jack shoved forward Troy’s cock bent against the window and left more streaks of fresh seed.

“Please,” Troy was beginning to sob as he begged. “Please let us go… ugh… fucking hell, it hurts. *sniff* Please let us go. I’ll let you fuck her. *sob* I’ll lure my teammates out so you can kill them…” 

Jack’s fucking slowed down in apparent consideration of the offer. Troy and Addison felt a surge of hope. 

“I want to carve a Jack-o-lantern,” the killer finally said.

“What? I mean, yeah, sure, whatever you want. We can get you a… OH, SHIT!!!” Troy’s relieved expressed turned into agony.

While still fucking Troy, Jack flipped out a meathook and started carving up Troy’s muscle rounded asscheeks. His artistry left much to be desired, even the killer would admit that much, but he was not expecting to put on an exhibition for the public. He heard both Troy and Addison scream, one from pain and the other from fear. Meanwhile he kept at his work. After a couple of minutes Jack had carved a face on each of Troy’s asscheeks. The left buttock sported a devilish smile that exuded cockiness and power. The right’s face was a twisted screech of terror and agony. Troy before and after meeting his better. More sticky blood ran down Troy’s once perfect skin as Jack went lower still by digging the hook into Troy’s legs. Not deep enough to do much damage, not yet, just enough to keep those strong rugby player legs out of commission for the next part of Jack’s plan.

“Oh, God… Fuck! GOD, oh, FUCK, FUCK… oh, God, oh, God, oh, FUUUUUUUCK!!!” Troy screamed as he felt his beefy rear and muscular legs being shredded by Jack’s hook.

Through all of this, Addison watched her boyfriend’s face and body pressed against the glass. His normally arrogant appearance had been replaced with pain and helplessness. Addison had never seen him like this before. Troy was always so strong and imposing. She had snuggled up to Troy’s large pectoral muscles on many occasions, but those same muscles were uselessly squeezed against the glass. She had felt so safe and protected while she caressed his powerful torso, but now she watched in terror as her boyfriend’s huge body was beaten, raped, and carved up. Then Troy’s head was pulled back. 

“Addi! Hel…” Troy’s plea was cut off and Addison screamed again as Jack smashed Troy’s handsome face into the windshield hard enough to crack the glass. Then Jack did it again. And again. And again. Troy’s nose broke. Blood sprayed everywhere. Bits of glass embedded into his cheeks and forehead. Then the windshield shattered. Addison yelled as bloody splinters of glass flew into the car while she came face to face with her boyfriend one last time. She pressed herself back against the seat as Troy’s bleeding face was shoved closer to her as if for a kiss. Then as suddenly as Troy had been shoved into her face, the killer grabbed Troy and pulled him away. 

“Addi... someone... please…” Troy’s deep voice was weak. Tired. Wet with blood from a broken nose running down his throat. All the while Jack had never stopped fucking his victim. Shards of glass rolled down across the car’s hood and tore into Troy’s side while he was mercilessly fucked. His large, rounded pecs bounced before his girlfriend’s eyes each time Jack hilted his dick in the athlete. Little shards of glass stuck out from those huge muscles. Troy’s long cock was close enough for Addison to lean forward and suck it herself. The thick dick was almost hypnotic as it pulsed every time Jack hit her boyfriend’s prostate. 

“… no… please… let me… me go… ugh,” Troy kept begging but Addison could hear the change in his tone and so could Jack. The killer reached around and curled his hand around her boyfriend’s cock. Not jerking Troy off this time. Jack pointed Troy’s massive dick right at the jock’s broken, pleading face and let the stud’s big dick slide back and forth in Jack’s hand as the killer kept fucking him.

“Aaaahhhgggg!!!” Troy wailed as Jack sliced the hook up and down Troy’s broad back. The muscles Troy had used to push through scrums and shrug off tackles tore open as the sharp point sliced open his tan skin like a surgeon’s scalpel. Troy’s widely flared trapezoids separated easily beneath the blade. More blood and muscle spilled out while Jack lazily trace the hook across Troy’s rippling lats. Swirls of blood and torn flesh spread across the vast canvas of the big athlete’s muscles, and through all the cutting Jack kept brutally raping the sobbing young man whose cock felt harder than steel in Jack’s hands despite all the suffering Jack had been inflicting on Troy. Jack felt Troy’s dick throb more and more even while Jack was in the midst of cutting a new line across Troy’s shoulder blades.

“That’s right, cunt,” Jack leaned forward to snarl in Troy’s ear. “Show me and your bitch how much you love being fucked by a real man.” Jack’s teeth snapped onto Troy’s right ear and bit until blood and cartilage were exposed to the cool night air. Troy’s green eyes widened as he felt his ear being torn open and as Jack’s dick rubbed right against Troy’s abused prostate. Heaven and hell smashed into Troy’s overwhelmed senses.

“Oh… no, NO, fuck… NNNOOOOOO!!!” Troy screamed as he started cumming again. Jack aimed Troy’s cannon as the rugby player unloaded on himself. More cum splattered over Troy’s grossed out facial expression. Not as much as his first time but more than most men could make in a week. A massive blast of thick seed splattered over Troy’s bearded jawline and overhanging pectorals before dripping onto and into the car.

Despite the horror of the situation, Addison could not help but feel envious as Jack milked out the enormous load that her boyfriend should have been dumping into her cunt at this very moment. Troy always seemed to have gallons of seed in reserve, and when Jack noticed her jealous stare, he decided to share some of this wealth. The killer kindly bent the spurting dick downward in time for Troy’s third big blast to paint the remains of the broken windshield white along with Addison’s face. Troy’s girlfriend shrieked in surprise, though her tongue unconsciously flicked across her lips to slurp up some of the familiar, musky, and sperm-rich cream. That flavor was enough to make her untouched pussy shudder as her orgasm took her by surprise. Jack turned back to fucking and jerking off her boyfriend while she could only moan in pleasure and watch as her boyfriend’s next load splattered like buckshot across Troy’s broken face, gorgeous pecs, and rippling abs. Fuck, that should have been for her, Addison thought angrily as she licked up more of Troy’s cum and came again. 

By the time Troy finally finished blowing his second load, the rugby player and his car were a mess. Pink, blood-tinged cum slowly washed down the expensive vehicle’s paint. Troy gasped for air as his orgasm slowly winded down while Jack kept fucking him. The huge man’s hard body was slumped against his cum splattered car. An exhausted Troy’s muscular chest heaved tiredly. His arms spasmed weakly, barely resisting Jack’s hold. His rippling abs and cum gutter Apollo’s belt were slowly draining off his thick fuckslop with each of Troy’s breaths. There was no longer any resistance to the huge dick that continued tearing into his bleeding ass. Seeing how much weaker Troy was, Jack freed his victim’s arm and decided to roll Troy’s bleeding form back over his hood. Jack flipped Troy over as if his victim weighed nothing. The almost three hundred pounds of muscled jock gurgled blood as his broken face looked up into the tree branches above. 

However Troy had only been pretending to have given up, and he would prove he had some fight left in him. With his limbs freed Troy was in a position where he could reach the killer. The rugby player’s huge right arm swung forward with enough force to dislocate an opponent’s jaw. However Jack was more than prepared. Troy’s thickly muscled bicep was stopped midair and slammed into the car hood. Troy screamed as a new agony shattered his consciousness. Jack’s meat hook had gone straight through Troy’s arm and into the metal below. Troy bellowed as he tried to free his arm, but his every pull shredded more of his hard muscle against the sharp hook. 

“Please, I’ll… I’ll… FUCK, ohhh, I’ll do whatever…” Troy kept trying to find something to escape his fate. Even if he could free himself by destroying his arm and even while fighting for his life Troy had too much pride and vanity to ruin his athletic career if there was any chance to avoid that fate. He stared at his arm where his seemingly invincible muscles were pierced and torn by cold steel. The middle of his thick, rounded bulge of his bicep had been penetrated like a butterfly in a collection. Even as Troy watched, his unconscious shuddering twisted and tore the muscle against the unforgiving steel.

Yet Jack ignored Troy’s words and blood. He remained entranced by Troy’s huge cock. The rugby player’s massive meat remained rock hard in Jack’s grasp despite spilling its load twice in only a few minutes. Thick cream was still running down the long shaft. Jack had rarely seen so much cum from one man, and Jack wanted to see it again. Those loads had definitely been ones for the record books, and Jack wondered how many times he could get the big man to cum. As he weighed one of Troy’s balls in a hand, he thought about how he would enjoy seeing how much sperm remained in those huge cum factories. He wanted to watch this stud’s perfect dick cum again and again.

But at the same time his hatred rose. He withdrew his cock from Troy’s ass and heard his victim sigh in relief and pain. The killer’s own bloody seed flooded out of the athlete’s ruined ass. Jack put his manhood alongside Troy’s and compared his scarred cock with the athlete’s. As similar as they were in size and shape, his manhood was a mangled tower of scars and welted flesh. Nothing like the smooth skin stretched across Troy’s cockhead or the aesthetic veins that wrapped around the jock’s dick. Jack pulled away his cock but kept stroking Troy’s. Already the killer could see Troy’s dick twitch while Jack used Troy’s last load to lubricate his hands. Why did this proud young man deserve such an incredible dick? Even as Troy’s cock started throbbing again in the killer’s hands, Jack’s anger grew. Nobody deserved a dick like this. No dumb jock with a rich family deserved to be so virile they were already able to shoot another load mere minutes after already cumming twice. No vain shithead’s deep voice should be panting with rising intensity as they enjoyed the fruits of their overproductive virility. Jack watched Troy’s now slightly smaller balls pull up in their sack yet again. He watched Troy’s muscular body tightening again. His victim’s muscle packed arms and legs shuddered and twisted and threw out more blood from their wounds. Troy’s pleasure peaked again but so did Jack’s rage.

“Please… please… please…” Troy was repeating like a prayer, but just as Troy’s cock was about to release another load, Jack ripped the meathook from the car’s hood and Troy’s right arm. The tip of the hook caught the tip of Troy’s cock, and Jack slashed down. Troy’s gasps of pleasure turned into a scream as the hook ripped straight down all seventeen inches of his cock. The torn urethral shaft was strewn across the car when Jack struck down again. Cum pumped out of the base of the ruined cock, but Troy felt no pleasure from this orgasm. All he felt was the agony of his shredded cockmeat being joined with the agony of his big balls being skewered as Jack’s meathook stab and stabbed and stabbed each orb. Troy’s screams hit new heights as bloody cum poured from the ruined base of his cock. Despite the damage, the stud’s pain saturated orgasm had continued in a grotesque mockery of his usual cumming. Without balls any more, Troy’s release had become a bloody series of spurts from the bottom of collapsed strings of flesh that had once been an enormous cock.

Another cut slashed Troy’s balls free from his groin. A quick slice of Jack’s hook was all the killer needed to cut off the large sack holding those massive orbs. The huge balls that had powered Troy’s pubescent growth spurt into a massively muscular hunk of a man splattered on the ground like a pair of rotten fruit. For good measure, Jack brought his foot down hard on one of the orbs, which popped into a small shower of nutmeat and sperm. Then Jack reached back and slammed the hook deep into Troy’s asshole. He spun the hook around several times. 

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHH! NO! NO!” Troy screamed while blood, cum, and rectal tissue were pureed into a disgusting slush that came pouring out of Troy’s ass. When Jack finally removed the hook, the big rugby player’s asshole had been turned into a cavernous hole of ripped flesh and bodily fluids. 

Addison watched in terror as Jack stood back to admire his work. Troy’s broken body was bleeding from his face, back, legs, arms, groin, and ass. However the jock’s incredibly built chest and rippling abs had largely gone untouched thus far. Jack knew those amazingly formed sections of meat could not get through the night unharmed, so he brought the hook back down to skewer Troy’s left pectoral. 

“STOP! I’LL PAY EVERYTHING I HAVE. I’LL… I’LL…” Troy begged with tears flooding his eyes. He new he would never again be the man he once had been, but maybe with plastic surgery and testosterone shots he could have something like a normal life. Jack’s face twisted with renewed anger. With a sickening squelch of blood and torn meat, Jack ripped the mound of chest muscle free of Troy’s chest and held it up for the girlfriend’s sight. The thick muscle sagged on the hook as the blood drained out. Troy’s once manly feature collapsed and deflated into hanging meat. Her boyfriend coughed up more blood as his now misshapen chest shuddered in ragged, pained breaths. One side of Troy’s chest was as hugely muscled as ever while the other bloody side had no more muscle than a skinny preteen boy. With far more careful sliced, Jack then used the hook’s tip to carve yet another face into Troy’s surviving pec. A broken skull soon stared out from the once perfectly shaped oval. Troy’s fate written in his own blood. 

Then with a flick of his wrist, Jack cut through the collapsed remnant of Troy’s dick and grabbed the torn piece of meat. He tossed the strings of flesh onto what was muscles were left of Troy’s chest. Troy’s rippling abs flexed and heaved with his pleading, screaming, agonizing breaths. Jack took a hook and stabbed down the middle of those hard abs. Troy’s massive body shuddered in pain as the remains of his cock were pinned to his bisected abdomen. Troy was too broken to anything more than yell, but by now his deep voice was getting weak and hoarse. However the sight of her boyfriend’s destroyed sex organs was enough to break Addison from her frozen shock. She bent down and started searching for the keys.

“Please! … gaaauuhh... Don’t… Please!” Troy begged and coughed up blood and begged some more without knowing what his girlfriend was doing, but the killer had been paying attention.

Seeing that the girlfriend was looking to escape, Jack searched for more places to bleed Troy with his wickedly sharp the hook and slashed again. Troy’s huge thigh muscles separated beneath the meathook’s sharp end and ruined any chance for the rugby player to ever play again or even walk without crutches. Jack kept going down until with a sudden cut, he severed Troy’s right foot from his leg. Troy’s body shuddered more as blood pumped in waves from his leg’s end. Satisfied that the pain would keep the big athlete distracted for a while, Jack took the hook and went straight down the both sides of Troy’s tightly defined abdomen. Troy’s ripped abs were truly ripped as the sharp point cut through skin and muscle like they were soft as butter. However at the end of his journey, below Troy’s pinned cock and between the well defined v-line hugging the base of Troy’s abs, Jack dug the hook in deeper and cut out the end of Troy’s intestines.

“NO! My body! It’s… I’m ruined… AAAAGGGGHHH!” Troy screamed as Jack yanked out some intestines. The white grey intestinal tube was tough but easy to manipulate, so while Addison finally managed to put the key in the car ignition, Jack unwound some more intestines from Troy’s dying body. He tossed the intestine’s end over an overhanging branch then wrapped it around Troy’s thickly muscled neck. Jack had to give the large jock credit. Troy had survived longer than many of his victims, but that was about to end. He ran his hands down Troy’s broad back before rubbing his fingers across the carvings he had made in the rugby stud’s muscular butt. A perfect sendoff to the jock’s once perfectly formed flesh, Jack thought, as he walked to the rear of the car.

“OH, FUCK. I’m already dead… Just let me die in peace… GOD, OOOOHHHH, FUCK,” Troy’s voice broke as he could feel the cold air fill his abdominal cavity while more of his intestines was unwound by Jack. Addison watched as the killer disappeared behind the car and knew now was her chance to escape. She never noticed Jack tying the end of Troy’s intestines to the car’s hitch. She wanted to save her own skin, and even if Troy survived, he would never be able to fuck her again. She had no longer had any reason to stick around. The car roared to life.

“Addi! Don’t… Don’t leave me… please… You wouldn’t...” Troy gurgled blood as he begged his girlfriend with disbelief.

Addison put Troy’s Audi R8 into gear and hit the accelerator. 

“ADDI!!!” Troy yelled as his car slammed into him just before was yanked higher. With a snap, his neck broke. Troy’s once handsome head twisted unnaturally as his spine pulled in two, but the big rugby stud was not quite dead yet. Addison watched in the rearview mirror as her boyfriend’s mutilated body shuddered and twisted while being pulled higher into the tree limbs. Blood poured from Troy as more and more of his intestines unspooled after his car. The fit young man was too tough to die quickly, so for several seconds more the dying hunk of meat watched his car’s taillights disappear into the night. Then Troy’s body was yanked into the branch holding Troy’s intestines. Troy slammed into the branch with an impact greater than the roughest of his tackles. The impact shattered the branch and sent the big jock tumbling back to earth. With nightmarish slowness, Troy watched the ground grow closer and closer. 

*SMASH*

Troy’s muscular body exploded against the ground like an overripe pumpkin. Pieces of organs, muscles, and bones splattered across the road. Only Troy’s head and upper torso remained recognizable. The end of Troy’s intestinal tract disappeared into the night after his car leaving nothing but a trail of blood. More blood pumped out onto the road as Troy’s failing heart valiantly but futilely attempted to keep what was left of Troy’s body alive.

Troy’s mouth moved in agonized gasps that spit up blood more than they took in oxygen. The dying rugby player’s eyes had started to glaze over just as Jack’s heavy boot stomped onto his face. With a grisly crack then a pop, Troy’s skull exploded. Jack’s jumped again and again like a kid playing in a puddle. Up and down Jack jumped and crushed bone, muscle, and blood until there was barely enough left of the once huge man to call a carcass. The formerly large, strapping rugby stud was now roadkill. Jack smiled at his offering to the creatures of the night. Already he could hear the sound of wolves creeping through the forest. The smell of bloody meat would attract many others. Troy would make an excellent feast.

Jack retrieved his meathook and walked back towards the highway. He thought his blood-soaked clothing helped complete his outfit, and the night was still young. Some dumb fratboys were about to pick up a hitchhiker wearing an amazing Jack the Hammer costume.