Adult-FanFiction.org : Television / Streaming

Brave Submission	By : SeasonofSons Category: S through Z > Sons of Anarchy Views: 3094 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Sons of Anarchy or any characters herein. I make no money from this writing.

Chapter List
- 5
- 6
- 7
   Tig followed Juice into the hotel room that night, their first night in New York. "Juicy..." His voice was quiet. Juice turned around after setting his stuff by the bed. "Whatcha need?" Tig closed the distance between them quickly, tossing his bag onto the bed. He grabbed Juice and pulled him into a hard, needy kiss. Juice gasped, nearly falling backwards with the force if it. He reciprocated a moment then pushed himself back, out of Tig's embrace. "What are you doing?" He whispered. "I'm so fucking sorry, Juicy... I didn't mean to hurt you..." He mumbled, shame vibrant in his face. "I can't believe how I've been..." He slumped onto the bed, his shoulders hunched over. "I'm so worried about my reputation that I... Fuck... I can't believe I lost my temper so bad... I never meant to hurt you."

   Juice sat on the other bed silently, chewing his lip. "It wasn't your hands..." He finally said, and Tig had to crane to hear him. "Hurting hands I'm used to... I can forgive... It was what you said... You have a way with words... Things you say... Being me back to my time as a whore... I don't like feeling that way..." Tig nodded weakly, his hands worrying over the rings he wore. "It was Jax." Juice breathed. Tig looked up. "What?" Juice took a deep breath, and repeated shakily. "I didn't fuck a random guy... It was Jax. He took a walk with me because he saw me crying... We just... I didn't mean for it to happen... We just... Got caught up... He was being so nice... Your words hurt so much... It was my fault. He never would have done it if I hadn't been so willing..."

   Juice dared to look up, paling at Tig's expression. "Call him over here." Juice stood, dropping down in front of Tig. "Please, no... Jax is ashamed of it.. Please. If you're gonna hurt anyone it should be me... Please... I seduced him, I'm the problem!" Tig grabbed Juice and pushed him back against the other bed. "Now, Prospect." Juice felt tears slip down his cheeks. "Okay..." He pulled out his phone and called Jax's number. The young man answered on the first ring. "What's up?"

"Can you come over?" Juice struggled to keep his voice calm. "I'll be right there." The concern in Jax's voice let him know he'd failed. The phone went dead in his ear. "Don't hurt him because if me... He's your brother, not me..." He begged Tig once more before the door opened.

   Tig rose. "Shut the door." Jax shut the door, locking it. He saw Juice and headed for him, his expression concerned. Tig stepped in front of him. "What did you do?" Jax snarled. "Ask him." Tig said, his voice eerily dead. "Ask him." Jax looked to Juice over Tig's shoulder, concerned. "I.. I couldn't lie... I'm so sorry, Jax... I'm so sorry... Please, Tig... Please don't hurt him because of me..."

   Jax's shoulders relaxed when it clicked. He looked Tig in the face. "What? Gonna kick my ass for being there when you weren't? For holding him when you would rather hold onto your fucking pride? For talking to him and loving him when all he fucking wanted was a shoulder to cry on? If you wanna kill me for that, fine. I'll take it, because I'll know at least I made him feel like a person, not a dirty fucking whore, unlike the man who supposedly fucking loves him... And he continues to fucking love you... I don't fucking get it..." He shook his head. "You are so fucking selfish, Trager."

   Tig stayed still for the longest time, words escaping him. His body shook, just a little, as he thought over the words... Hurtful, but... Tig took a step back. "You're right." He whispered. Jax blinked a few times, not sure what to say. He'd been steeling himself for a smart as reply, or a fist to his jaw... But not a submission. "What?" Tig shook his head. "You're right... You're fucking right..." He sat down, putting his face in his hands. "He dropped them, looking up at Jax sadly. "I can't fucking do relationships right... Fuck, I can barely hold up a relationship with my kids... Why am I trying to have one with a kid who's so beat up that..." He shook his head. "I'm doing more harm than good with you, Juice." Juice slid over to him, wrapping his arm over Tig's leg. "But I love you... When you're not hurting..." Juice whispered. "Even when you are... I let you do it because I know that it's the way you love." Tig rose, pulling Juice off him. "But it's not! No one loves by hurting! I just don't know how to be any different!" Tig turned, pacing. Jax stepped forward and grabbed him, pulling him into a hug. "Tig... He's said he loves you... For Christssake... Love him back... Love him like you both fucking need it." He whispered in his ear, pressing a kiss to Tig's jaw. Tig slumped in his arms, resting his forehead on Jax's shoulder. He pulled away and Jax smiled, seeing a wet glaze in Tig's eyes. "Clay can't hear anything through the walls... I promise. I checked." He smiled softly. Tig nodded. He sniffed, blinking away his unshed tears.

   "Sorry about what we did..." Jax said, his cheeks flushing. "No, it's okay... If I can fuck other people so can Juice... Just as long as he comes home to me." Juice smiled sheepishly and stood, his pose submissive. Tig stepped up to him and pressed a kiss to his mouth. "Okay? Just come home... And tell me about it." Juice blushed and nodded. Jax took a step back. "I'm gonna go hit the hay... I'll see you guys tomorrow morning." Tig looked to Jax, a sly grin on his face. "When we get back to Charming... I propose a threesome." Jax's face turned red in an instant. "Yeah, maybe." He stuttered, and rushed out the door.

   Tig went over and locked it, turning and looking to Juice. "Come shower with me..." He suggested. "Are you sure? Clay..."

"Can't hear anything... Jax just said that... I miss you, Juice." Juice nodded softly and followed Tig to the bathroom. Once inside, Tig turned and began to strip Juice of his clothes, piece by piece. When the Prospect was nude, Tig stripped down to his boxers. He grabbed Juice's chin and lifted it into a kiss, soft, but deep. Juice kissed back, his cheeks burning just a little. Tig's hands slid around to the Latino's ass, the tips grazing the delicate skin and leaving goosebumps in their wake. He repeated his motions on his hips before sliding around to the front, grasping the limp member and giving it a playful squeeze. Juice gasped, opening his mouth enough for Tig to take advantage, his tongue slipping in and tracing the perfect teeth. Juice groaned against the older man's lips, his cock reacting to the touches of both hand and mouth.

   When the Prospect was to full mast, Tig dropped to his knees, pulling Juice's shaft down and tucking the tip into his mouth. Juice gasped, nearly falling backwards. Blessedly, the wall caught him, and he ended up leaning completely on it, his hands fisted at his hips. He'd forgotten what a blowjob felt like, it's been so long. He screwed his eyes shut, not sure what to do. Tig chuckled and blew a puff of cool air onto the damp tip, sending a hard shudder through Juice's body. He ran his tongue from base to tip and back, following the thick ridge of Juice's underside. Tig glanced up, smirking a little. Juice's head was back, his jaw hanging open, nothing coming from his mouth but quick puffs of breath. Tig wrapped his lips around the perfectly tanned shaft and began to bob his head, sucking hard when he neared the tip and letting his teeth graze the less sensitive shaft. Juice's fingers bit into his own hips, his body tense. Tig grabbed his hand and placed it on his shoulder, taking his right hand and moving it gently to the back of his neck. He locked gazes with Juice when the boy looked down, surprised. He ducked his head quickly, taking Juice's cock to the balls. Juice gasped, his hand instantly biting into the back of Tig's neck, holding his lover in the spot. Tig smirked as well as he could and forced his way back a bit to breathe, but relaxed against Juice's palm, allowing the boy to lead without him knowing it.

   Juice felt his body nearing climax. He tried to pull away but Tig held firm to his hips, not allowing him to move anywhere but further in. Juice's fingers bit into the back of the older man's neck as he released into his mouth, his breath catching painfully in his throat. Tig rose and caught Juice's open mouth in a kiss, pushing the warm, sticky fluid into his mouth. They kissed for what felt like forever, Juice's body still electrified from the orgasm, his own semen being shared between his lover and himself making his body ache in all sorts of new ways. Finally, Tig pulled away, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of Juice's mouth. "Stretch yourself for me..." He whispered. "Turn so I can watch while I warm up the shower." Juice blushed and nodded. He turned and leaned one hand on the door, his right first going to his mouth, then to his ass. He stretched his hole slowly as Tig started warming the water, his blue eyes locked on the tanned boy in front of him.

   When the shower was warm enough, Tig pulled Juice's fingers free and led him to it. "In..." He breathed, slipping out of his boxers. Juice slipped into the warm water, shivering happily. Tig entered after him, catching his mouth in another kiss before grabbing him and lifting him. He pushed the boy against the wall and Juice hooked his legs around his hips, running his water dampened hands over Tig's arms. Tig braced a moment to move his own solid erection against Juice's hole before lowering the younger man down, sliding his cock in painfully slow. Tig panted against Juice's ear when he was as deep into the Prospect as he could be. "Tell me what you did to Jax..." He purred, earning a shiver and a clench of Juice's insides that made him cry out. "I sucked him off first..." Juice panted, gently twisting his hips in circular motions to pull and push the cock in and out of his ass. "He's about as big as you... But he's curved a little..." He whispered. Tig shivered. "Taste good?" Juice giggled, out of breath. "Not as good as yours..." He said, clenching tight around the shaft. "Then he pushed me up against a tree... And fucked the shit out of me." He panted. "Tell me..." Tig commanded, arching his hips to go deeper, making Juice cry out. "He used my ass... Fucked me so hard... Went deep..." Juice panted, still thrusting gently. "The curve... His cock... Kept hitting me perfect... It hurt so bad, but I loved it..." He clenched his ass around Tig again. "He came so deep inside me..." He opened his lust filled eyes, locking gazes with Tig. "Only thing that would have made it better woulda been you... Fucking my mouth while he tore my ass open." Tig's breath rushed out of him and he slid Juice down to the floor of the tub. He began to fuck him with abandon, his teeth gritted. Juice bit his hand to keep from screaming happily, his legs wrapped tight around Tig. He dug his fingers into Tig's ass, egging him deeper. When he was sure he wouldn't scream, he pulled his hand away, looking up at Tig with begging eyes. "Fuck me..." He whispered. "Use me like Jax did... Make me remember who I belong to..." Tig shivered visibly at the words and leaned down, biting hard on Juice's shoulder over Jax's bite mark. He felt the flesh give under his teeth and a coppery taste filled his mouth. Juice screamed into his shoulder, arching his back high. He clenched tight around Tig, pushing the older man over the edge. He came hard, deep inside his lover, pulling away to catch his mouth in a rough kiss. Juice bucked wildly underneath him and came a few moments later, his mouth filled with Tig's taste and his blood, his ass filled with Tig's warmth.

   They came down together, slowly, wrapped in each other's arms. Tig lazily kicked the shower off once he'd allowed the spray to wash off the semen, sweat, and blood from their heaving bodies. He nuzzled against Juice's ear. "I love you..." He breathed for the first time. Juice's heart leapt into his throat. "I love you too..." He whispered. Tig pressed a kiss to his mouth before rising and grabbing towels, helping the shaky legged Juice to his feet. He dried off Juice and then himself. Tig then guided Juice into the bedroom by the hand, pulling down the sheets. Juice looked at him worriedly, but Tig only smiled. "Door's locked." He said softly. Juice smiled gratefully. He sat down, tucking his legs under the covers. Tig grabbed the little first aid kit from his bag and leaned over Juice, gently cleaning the wound left from his teeth before bandaging it. "I didn't mean to bite so hard." Juice smiled and took his hand. "I wanted you to... I wanted you to mark me..." He admitted. Tig smiled knowingly and kissed him. "Get some sleep, Juicy." He said, sliding into the bed next to his lover. Juice shut off the light and snuggled up to him.
- 5
- 6
- 7
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Brave Submission