Behavior Problem

by James Cox

  “Thank you.” Serra's voice was thick with anger. She pulled her shirt so her cleavage wasn’t busting the seams. “I’m going to get back inside.”

  We watched her go. “Fancy fucker thought he could just take your property.”

  Tage sighed. “He keeps breaking the boundaries. By law, he could pay to be with her but if I say no, I need a good excuse. The only one that’s allowed is pregnancy. I can’t just tell him she’s mine. He thinks I’m weak and he’ll just try to take her or worse have me investigated by the government.”

  “Rock and a fucking hard place.”

  Tage nodded. He turned and we started walking toward the house. “That’s why I need someone here who can, well, scare them off. I know I’m not intimidating enough.” He looked away. “I just want to keep them safe.”

  “It shows how far we fell as decent human beings. You have to fight for your freedom or just fucking take the beating.” Damn, listen to me getting deep.

  “Well said but sadly true, Deviant.”

  I went up the steps faster and then held the door for him. “They remind you of your mother, don’t they?” I suddenly wondered if Tage saw these women as I did.

  He closed the door and we stood in silence for a moment. “Yes. Sometimes...” he paused and took a deep breath. “Sometimes I see her face instead of theirs. Her eyes, her smile. I want to protect them because I couldn’t help my own mother.”

  I placed a hand on his shoulder. “I know the feeling, Tage.” It was a guilt that just grew with time. It was ironic how we had the same issue, a loved one taken away and seeing through the government’s bullshit. “Time doesn’t fucking make it better either.”

  “No. It does not.” He leaned into my hand.

  Ah, fuck it. I pulled him into my body and wrapped my arms around him. There was a moment of resistance and then his arms came around me. We stood there in that embrace, silent, thinking about our pasts. When I pulled back, I cupped his cheeks. “You’re as fucked up as I am.” Okay, so that came our harsher than I meant it. Hey, I wasn’t a fucking poet.

  Tage snorted. “I guess we are drawn from the same cloth.”

  “I have no damn clue what that means.”

  He grinned, but it didn’t reach his eyes.

  Then I leaned in and brushed my lips across his. I wanted to plunder and pillage. Hell, I had images of taking him against the front door of his house. Then there was a persistent knock on the door that we were leaning against. Interruptions were making me cranky. “What do you fucking want?” I asked as I flung the door open.

  On the other side was the five feet three, blond-haired prospect staring up at me. “Hey, Deviant.”

  I growled.

  His smile didn’t even fall. Prospect was used to my behavior problem.

  “Get the fuck in here before I close the door on you.”

  He rushed inside and behind him came Romeo.

  “Welcome to my home. Please come in.” Tage greeted them all proper and shit.

  Romeo winked.

  “Is your name really Prospect?” Tage asked.

  He laughed and turned, showing him the beautiful MC cut on his back. “I’m in training to be a patch member. I don’t get a vote or anything. I do the basic stuff, take care of the bar, clean, cook, and cover their asses when they need it.”

  “And our cocks,” I muttered.

  Prospect grinned and nodded.

  Tage turned a great shade of blushed. “I’ll get us some coffee.” Tage walked off.

  “In tiny fucking cups,” I mumbled as I led us into the room with the fireplace and the books then closed the doors so we had some privacy. “How’d the meeting go?”

  “Outlaw and Justice met with the women. They seem legit. There was even talk about a new run to exceed our plans,” Romeo said.

  Prospect went to the fireplace and whistled. “Fancy place.”

  “And what’s the plan?”

  “They’re going to let you get the women ready for riding and some shooting. Justice is working out some guns for them. Outlaw is...he’s trying to keep it together without Lover.” Romeo flopped onto the couch, spreading his legs so his obvious erection had more room to breathe.

  Prospect turned toward me.

  I was standing by the doors, my hip leaning on the top edge of the blue couch. “And what are you stopping by for?” That was barely a tidbit of information.

  Prospect smiled. “Outlaw said if you didn’t beat anybody yet you’re probably gonna need me to suck you off. So, here I am.”

  It actually didn’t sound like such a bad plan. This sexual tension between Tage and I had to cool down. I wasn’t looking for a long-term guy or even a short term. I think that’s one of the reasons I liked Prospect so much. He didn’t see sucking as too personal. He just enjoyed the touching, the closeness, the cum. While I was doing all this internal thinking, Prospect moved toward me and lowered to his knees. I stood there with my arms still crossed.

  Prospect pulled his vest off and laid it carefully on the couch then removed his shirt. He was a twink with barely any lean muscle. He was all pale flesh and hungry eyes. He opened up my jeans and my dick flopped out. It was only half raised. The moment Prospect wrapped his hand around it, my dick started to grow longer, sprouting like a weed in the sun. But even as Prospect started stroking my length I pictured someone else. Tage.

  The door opened like my thoughts had conjured him. His blue eyes went wide and he sputtered out a few words. He managed to drop the tray of coffee. It seemed like a theme going on.

  Prospect glanced at him. “I don’t mind more.” He shrugged. Calm. Collected. Just another group blowjob like it was a common occurrence. For him it probably was.

  Tage, on the other hand... His cheeks were full on blushed and his eyes went from Romeo taking off his shirt to Prospect kneeling in front of me to my hard dick stuck out between the flaps of my jeans.

  “Join us.” I moved from Prospect. My dick bobbed as I walked to Tage. It was a stupid idea. Shy, prude, fancy Tage getting naked with a bunch of Outlaws. Real dumb, but I wanted him to. There was this need to be with him without having to be exclusively with him. You know, lick the fruit, but not have to pay for it and bring it home. “Tage.” His gaze left the two guys behind me. “Join us.”

  “I...I don’t think I can.” He bit his bottom lip, squeezing it between rows of white teeth.

  I grabbed his hand, pressed our palms together. Then I brought our joined hands to the front of his black pants. The bulge was obvious. Tage liked what he saw. “You’re hard.” I smiled.

  “But your friends...they’re in the room. Prospect is...” Tage looked away.

  “Join us. Join me.” I held his hand firmly and started to walk back to the couch. There was a moment of resistance and then I tugged him forward. We moved to the couch. I sat down in the middle then yanked him so that he plopped on the end seat. Romeo was next to me pulling on his jeans so that they pooled around his ankles. Prospect was beside him, making loud slurping and sucking noises. I took our still-joined hand and moved them over my dick. They hovered there, neither of us ready to go for the next step. Ah, fuck it. I moved my hand to the back of his and pushed. The moment his warm palm touched my sensitive skin I hissed out a breath. “Oh, yeah.” I moved his still hand so that he rubbed up and down my length.

  Tage’s fingers flexed and then he squeezed me.

  “That’s fucking good.” I smiled as I said it.

  He looked up at me and grinned, still biting his lip. Tage moved his thumb to my tip, across my foreskin, under it, then swiped over my slit. The wave of pleasure was so thick my head fell back. I thrust my hips lightly and leaned toward him. I was taller so I could actually kiss him if I just angled my torso more. There. I pressed my lips to his neck and sucked the skin. Tage shuddered, his wandering hand pausing, frozen in the middle of my shaft. I soothed the suck with a lick and then pressed my lips to his. Our kiss was leisurely. I tugged on his bottom lip and then my tongue met his.
Our taste buds swished across each other. Then I grabbed Tage’s hand and started to move it. He stroked my dick as a loud groan welled up from beside me.

  “Watch them,” I whispered.

  We glanced at Romeo and Prospect. They were both naked now. Prospect was taking as much of Romeo’s length as he could down his throat. Meanwhile, the prospect was hunched over, bare ass in the air.

  I reached over and grasped a handful of the prospect’s blond hair. I pulled him off Romeo, who grumbled and toward me. I practically shoved him to his knees. He just grinned, and then he licked Tage’s fingers curled around my dick.

  Tage pulled his hand away.

  I moved my lips to his. We kissed as Prospect took my dick into his mouth. I growled, my chest vibrating from the sound. I broke away to watch Tage. His gaze was firmly on my dick being sucked. Romeo moved behind Prospect. He adjusted that bubble ass and Romeo started fingering Prospect’s back hole. Tage watched it all with wide eyes and heavy breaths. I pulled him in for a kiss. Our tongues stroked as Prospect sucked hard and Romeo shoved his cock in. The three of us groaned at once and then I reached into Tage’s pants. My fingers slid past the rim and into the crotch. I felt the heat of him, the hardness under my fingertips. I tickled him at first. And Tage let out a soft sigh. Romeo was thrusting his cock deep into the prospect, who was still sucking my dick. We had our own rhythm going. I grabbed Tage’s dick and stroked the full length, tip to base. I felt the coarse pubic hair rasp against the edge of my palm.

  Romeo cried out, he thrust hard once, twice, three times.

  The hard jerking stopped. Prospect rubbed his lips along my length. “Tage.” I waited for those blue eyes to lock with mine. “Take your dick out. I want to see you.” I had this unbelievable urge to see Tage naked. I wanted to stare at him while his balls were free to bounce.

  Tage hesitated.

  Prospect cried out. I noticed Romeo was missing. Then I saw his legs on the floor. Apparently, he was sucking on the prospect’s junk. He did like to be generous, our wild rover Romeo. I looked back to Tage. “Take your fucking dick out.” I pulled my hand out of his pants.

  He unbuttoned each button ridiculously slow. Then he pulled the edge apart. I finally got to see his handsome cock. His tip was cut, the foreskin gone. The mushroomed head was a soft pink. His shaft was long, the skin nearly translucent. I could see the various blue veins just under the flesh. Tage adjusted his hips so that the pants loosened. His balls were big, tight against his body. The dark pubic hair trimmed neatly. I wanted to devour him at that moment. Just fucking take him in my mouth and suck until he screamed. It was a violent thought that I squashed. I pushed Prospect’s head away and shifted. I literally picked Tage up so that he was sitting at the top of the couch. Thankfully, it was in front of a wall. Tage leaned against it. I shoved the rest of his pants down his legs.

  Prospect tugged my pants off. I felt him push my knees further apart. He went below me, wedging his upper half between the couch and my stiff weapon ready to fire. He started sucking. I heard Romeo move to Prospect’s dick. Apparently, he was the only one who came so far. Then I turned my attentions to Tage. I grabbed his cock, stroking up and down. My other hand went to Prospect’s blond hair. I held him still as I shoved my dick between his lips. Each thrust made me tug on Tage’s cock harder. Tage was squirming, hips thrusting. I touched my tongue to the tip of his cock. The warm, salty flesh was delicious against my taste buds. I wrapped my lips around Tage then sucked. Tage’s hips came off the couch. He cried out my name. I kept sucking, kept the pressure and then those first splashes of cum filled my mouth. I kept pumping his dick until the last drop was out. Tage collapsed on the top of the couch, his eyelids half closed. I eased back, grabbed Prospect’s hair with both hands, and started to work my dick into his mouth as much as I could. I filled his mouth, made his lips stretch. I growled and grunted until the orgasm burst over me. Pleasure swarmed me from head to toes as my cum shot out. I made him take it, forcing him to keep sucking until I was sure I was about to have a heart attack. I took a giant breath and then moved away.

  A moment later Prospect was pulled onto the floor by Romeo. He was thrusting upward into Romeo’s mouth. Romeo pulled away and then the long white ribbons of cum erupted from the prospect’s slit. It was like liquid, cloudy confetti. I took my gaze off him and glanced at Tage. He cheeks were so blushed he almost looked like he had a fever. He looked at me, bit his bottom lip, and then looked away. When the moans of pleasure died away, we were just four satisfied guys sitting in a fancy mansion trying to change the world.

  “I have to clean...clean that up,” Tage said. He tucked his softening dick away and went to the coffee on the floor. The cups weren’t broken which was a plus. He gathered it all on the tray and left, closing the door behind him.

  He made me fucking smile. Tage would get used to this blatant sexuality. I was sure of it. As soon as he started spending more time with me. I paused. No, once this mission was over he wouldn’t be with me. This was a one-time deal, stay here for a few days, and then get back home to the club. I stood up and walked over my two downed MC brothers. My soft cock flopped back and forth. I tucked myself away then threw clothes at the two fucking idiots on the floor. “Thanks,” I muttered, completely grumpy. “Now get the fuck out.”

  I walked from the room as I heard the rustle of clothes. “You okay?” I leaned against the wall in the kitchen, crossing my arms over my chest.

  Tage had a new round of coffee ready and stopped the moment I spoke. “I’m fine. I’m...satisfied.”

  I lifted a blond brow. “You’re a fucking prude.”

  He sputtered and turned around. “I am not!” He sounded all sorts of righteous. “I’m just not used to...” His voice lowered. “Having multiple naked men around me while another...you know.”

  “Sucks. Your. Cock.”

  The blush returned to his cheeks. “Fine. Yes. I’m just not accustomed to such things.”

  I smiled and walked over to him. “Well, you better fucking get used to it.” I grabbed a handful of his shirt. “Because the next chance we get, I want you naked. I want your ass in the air. I want you screaming my name.” I kissed him hard but quick. “Because I will make you scream, Tage. Don’t fucking doubt that.” I let go of his shirt and walked back out of the kitchen.

  Prospect and Romeo were both dressed, sitting at the table with the cut on their backs. “So, you wanna hear the plan or play with his dick some more?” Romeo asked with a grin.

  “Spill it,” I said as Tage came out of the kitchen. He started blushing again. He poured us all coffee and I took mine from him so that I could touch him. My fingers grazed his and he bit his bottom lip. It made me smile.

  Romeo sipped from his tiny cup. “They want to go after the breeding house. Since Justice’s ranks are up, they want the women’s numbers up to. They’re thinking if other’s see women on missions maybe we can get some riots going too. It’ll also bring them closer to our cause of taking down the government. The more people we have, the more damage we can do.”

  “Where are the guns to practice with?”

  “Garage,” Prospect answered.

  Both Romeo and I looked at him.

  He frowned. “Sorry.”

  The Prospect shouldn’t answer a member-to-member question. He wasn’t high enough in rank for that yet. “Fine. I’ll fucking train them. Give me a few days and have them work out some damn plan.” I finished my coffee and stood. I practically stomped my feet as I walked out of the kitchen and toward the garage.

  Chapter Six

  I went through all the able-bodied women, teaching them to ride. They were all unsteady, but they sure as hell were a determined bunch. I spent most of the day watching them fall off or crash only to get right back on. We wrapped up for the day after the sun had set. Sure, there were a good two or more hours to practice but I wanted to see Tage. He stopped by quickly, but never stayed. Now, I was wondering if he was having second thoughts about what we did. So
what, we all sucked each other off. It wasn’t as intimate as fucking. I frowned for the fifteenth time in the span of five minutes. A few women had already walked off and I rolled the last bike back in place. Tomorrow was another day.

  “He has a heart you know.”

  I turned around to see Serra standing there with her hands on her hips. “What?”

  “Tage. He had a big heart. He takes all of us in. I don’t want to see you ripping it out.”

  I scoffed. “He’s a big fucking boy.” I used the toe of my boot on the kickstand then straightened. When I turned around, she was already walking up the stairs. Tage was a man. He could make his own damn decisions. It was just some fun. Nothing to get worked up about. I hopped onto the first step. So why did he feel like something to get worked up about? Tage felt like someone I should be having more than fun with. That damn thought was unnerving. I growled, climbing up the steps to the main landing. I pulled my shirt over my head, intending to get a hot shower in and then maybe eat when Serra had gone. She started too much shit that I didn’t want to deal with.

  I heard the front door open and then Tage’s voice. “You’re back!”

  “Yes,” a female voice answered, muffled. “The meeting with the MCs went well.” Her voice was clearer now.

  I kept walking. Great, new women to fuck up my train of thought. I turned the corner. I’d introduce myself tomorrow. Right now, I needed a shower and sleep.

  “They’re here,” Tage yelled. “Lily and Tasha are back.”

  I stumbled. Damn it. So what if that name was so familiar it made my chest ache. There were hundreds, if not more, women named after flowers. Still. There was some small part of me that twitched. A small hope that bloomed. Stop it, jackass. You’ll just be disappointed. I walked past the gathering crowd and climbed the stairs two at a time. I did not want to think about ghosts tonight. Planning for tomorrow would keep me busy. Maybe half the day with the bikes then the second half with the guns. And I wanted to get laid. Yeah, fun, non-committed, one-night stand kind of sex. With Tage. I rubbed my hands together, walking down the hall. Maybe I could find his room and take the party back to him. I left the door half-open before rushing into the bathroom. That door I closed but didn’t lock. There was nothing like being naked and having the enemy barge in. Yeah, been there once before. All you can do is grab your dick and pray for a quick fucking death. Thankfully, I had been in a friend's shower and he kept a weapon in every room of his house.