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   Happy Lowman, the Sons of Anarchy MC's favorite nomad, worked his perfect mouth over Jackson Teller, SAMCRO Vice President's shaft. The shaggy blonde moaned and grunted, sliding hands over the close shaven head and thrusting gently into the warm mouth. He looked down, licking his lips as he watched Happy's full lips slide smoothly up and down his aching organ. He grabbed the back of Happy's head and began to thrust rapidly into his mouth, slamming himself deep. He let out a satisfied groan, close...

   Jax Teller woke with a start, his body in a cold sweat and a throbbing erection tenting his boxers. "What the fuck..." He whispered, thinking over his dream. He hadn't had a wet dream in years... And was that a guy? He shook his head and pushed the covers down, figuring he may as well take care of his need before it became painful. He closed his eyes and began to stroke his ample member, biting his bottom lip as his mind wandered. Instead of wandering to the normal porn stars and pussy though, it went to uncharted territory.

   Jax was on his back on the table in the chapel. He could almost feel the curves of the carved reaper under his bare back. Happy was standing between his legs, an ungodly large erection jutting between his legs. He grabbed both of them in a big hand and stroked them together. This lasted for a while before Happy flipped Jax onto his belly. He slipped his shaft deep inside of the younger man, and Jax gave a happy cry. Jax's body was forced back and forth as Happy used his hole, increasing pace. He let out a grunt as he came deep inside of Jax.

   Jax writhed on the bed, bucking into his hand as he imagined what it would feel like to be filled with another man's semen. He let his mind wander further, wetting his lips as he pictured his own mouth, gagging on Happy's member as he worked it down his throat... His hair being tugged by strong hands as his mouth was used, almost abused.

   Jax let out a harsh grunt as he came, coating his belly in his sticky fluid. He jerked against his clenched fist for what felt like eternity as he rode down the single best climax of his life. After, Jax looked at his own body in disgust. He'd just jerked off to thoughts of a brother for Christ sake... What was wrong with him?
***Months Later***
   "Chibs... Can we talk for a second?" Jax's voice was softer than normal, making Chibs look over the bar at him. "Of course, what's up, Jackie Boy?" Jax stood up and set his hand on his arm a second, nodding to the chapel. Chibs nodded. He followed the young vp into the room, pushing the door almost closed.

   Piney, sitting across the way, scowled as the door shut. He nudged Opie. "What's up with Jax?" Opie shrugged. "Dunno, why?"

"He's been distant all day... And he just went into the chapel with Chibs." Opie nodded and rose, setting his beer down and walking quietly over to the door. He pulled up a seat near the door so he could listen.

   "Whats the matter, Jax." Jax shook his head, butting out his cigarette in the ashtray. He lit another immediately, and Chibs could see his hand shaking visibly. "What I'm about to tell you needs to be in complete confidence... Do I have your word on that?" Chibs nodded and pulled a cigarette from Jax's pack. He lit it. "Of course. What's eating you?"

"I'm falling in love with someone other than Tara." Chibs sighed, sitting back. "Oh fuck... Is this something you really wanna share with me?" Jax nodded. "I need to get some advice and if I came to anyone else with this I can't guarantee I'd walk away from the conversation whole."

"Oh shit, brother... Is it someone else's old lady?"

"Worse." Jax paused a moment to take a drag off of his cigarette. "It's a fucking brother." Chibs sat silently for a moment, staring blankly at Jax. "Excuse me... Did you say a brother? A goddamn dude?" Jax hung his head. "Yes... A guy... I'm sorry, Chibs, I shouldn't have fucking put this on you."

"No, no... It's alright Jax... My favorite cousin is interested in guys... It's not a brother in SAMCRO is it? That could cause some serious fucking trouble... Either way this pans out."

"No, not really, no... It's a different charter... I just don't know what to do about it."

Chibs shrugged, looking down at the reaper carved onto the table in front of them. "I don't really know what to tell you, Jax... This is a big fucking deal... MC's... They don't take lightly to fags, pardon my use of the word. Even if SAMCRO accepts it, which is a huge fucking maybe, you're gonna have a helluva hard time selling it to other charters. Not to mention... This other guy have a title?"

"Nope, just rides with them..." Chibs nodded. "Who is it, Jackie Boy? Who's the guy?" Jax looked up at Chibs and shame was evident in his bright blue eyes. "It's Happy." His voice was almost a whisper. Chibs' eyes went wide and he sat back in the chair with a thump. "Oh Jesus Christ, Jax... You couldn't have picked a more... I don't... Fuck... A more... Straight guy?" Jax stood up, nearly overturning the chair. "Hey! If I'd picked I wouldn't have picked a guy! This isn't a goddamn choice, Chibs!" Chibs stood and went around to him, setting his hands on his shoulders. "Hush, Jackie Boy. I didn't mean for it to come out that way. I know it's not a choice, I understand." Jax slumped back into his chair, putting his face in his hands. "What do I do, Chibs?"

Chibs sat back down next to him. "You should give it some time. Think things through... Hap isn't going anywhere for a while as far as I know. Jus give it some time. I know you and Tara haven't been doing so well, give it some time, be alone, see if this is really what you think it is." Jax nodded. "Please don't tell anyone..." Chibs began shaking his head before Jax had even finished his sentence. "Of course not. Our secret. Keep me updated though, okay." He smiled. "Jax... Is this the reason you wanted to go Nomad?" Jax shook his head. "No. I mean I liked Hap at that point but I wanted Nomad because of Clay... In a way I still do, but I can't leave the club with mom in this state." Chibs nodded. "Don't want you to go, Jackie Boy. Just want you to know that." Jax nodded. "I'll try not to."

   Opie stood from the chair and headed quickly back to Piney. His expression was that of pure bewilderment. "Outside. Now, Dad." He said, his voice breathy. Piney scowled but followed him. Piney leaned against the wall. "What's going on, Op?" Opie stood in front of him, rubbing his temples. "My fucking... My best fucking friend is in love with a guy! Jesus Christ!" Opie dropped to a crouch and slid the hand on his temple down his face. "Jesus Christ, are you sure?" Piney whispered. Opie nodded. "He fucking.... He wants to fuck Hap." Piney's eyes went wide. "You're fucking kidding me." Opie shook his head, pulling out a pack of smokes. "Afraid not. I can't believe this shit. And why the fuck did he tell Chibs? For fuck sake, I'm supposed to be his best friend!" Piney shook his head. "I don't know brother, I'm wondering why he'd tell anyone something like that... That's not... Normal. Jesus... What do we do?"

"I'm gonna kick his fucking ass is what I'm going to do." Opie snarled, pulling a cigarette from his pack. He lit it and rose again. "Fuck, what's gonna happen if Hap finds out? He's gonna fucking kill Jax."

"We gotta let him know... At least so he can keep his distance from the kid... This isn't right..." Opie shook his head. "What about Clay? Christ, he loves Jax like his own..."

"Listen, I'll handle this... Just don't let Jax know you heard anything, okay Opie?"

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm gonna let Hap know, in confidence, so that he can stay away from the little psycho... Then I'll talk to Clay and see how he wants to handle this... He's gonna fucking flip... I wouldn't be surprised if he kicks Jax out... This isn't acceptable." Opie nodded. "I wouldn't be surprised if he kills him... You know Clay's opinion of fags." Piney nodded. "Come on, let's get back inside before anyone notices something funny."

   "Oh that's just gross, man." Jax turned away from the computer screen as Juice and Half-Sack giggled madly. The blonde looked up as Opie and Piney walked in, nodding a greeting to them. Opie scowled, turning away from Jax and leaning against the bar. Jax frowned and shrugged, turning back to the computer screen.
   Jax watched Hap from across the clubhouse. He couldn't help but notice how his muscles twitched and rippled under his tight fitting shirt, how the jeans hugged his lean hips and ass. The blonde shook his head, lighting up another cigarette. Chibs sat down next to him, giving him a light nudge. "Any luck?" It'd been about a week since their discussion in the church. "Not even close... I can't even fuck Tara face down, let alone face up like she wants... She's getting tense... And my need for him is... Well fuck." He sat up a little straighter, adjusting his jeans. Chibs chuckled. "Do you want me to... Look into it? See if there's anything at all you could do to relieve it that wouldn't get you killed?" Jax shook his head. "I'm not getting you deeper into this."

"I'm offering. Brother to brother. I know a few guys that might be able to get you someone... Maybe even someone who looks like him..." Jax's expression turned to horror. "What?! No. Jesus, Chibs, that's fucking weird." Chibs laughed. "It's not that weird, brother... I don't want you to get into trouble with the club."

"Well thank you, Chibs but no... I'll figure it out on my own." Chibs shrugged. Jax returned his gaze to Hap from across the room.

   Opie scowled and nudged Piney. "He looks like he wants to eat him alive... It's getting a little creepy." Piney nodded. "I don't know how to break the news to Happy without having him kill Jax."

"Just tell him, Piney, or I will, and I don't think you want me to do that." Piney sighed and looked at his friend. He nodded. "Fine." He walked over to Hap, tapping his shoulder as he leaned over to shoot his turn of pool. "Yo, Hap... Can you come over to the bar? We need to talk." Hap grunted and took his shot. Opie glanced over, grimacing as he saw Jax bite his bottom lip in the blonde's all too obvious sign of lust.

   Hap followed Piney over to the bar, leaning against it. Piney turned so Jax couldn't see him. "I got something to tell you, Hap... I don't really know how to do it... Fuck." He sighed and rubbed his chin. "Jax... Noticed anything funny about him lately?" Hap shook his head, taking a swig of the beer that Sack handed him. "Why?" Piney sighed. "He's about to become a big problem for you, brother." Hap frowned. "Why?"

"He's... Fuck... Op and I overheard him talking to Chibs... About you. About, I don't know how to tell you this, brother. Jax wants you... " Hap scowled, glancing back at Jax. The blonde dropped his head to his cell phone quickly. Hap hid a half smirk. "How do you mean?" He said, the smirk disappearing before he turned back to Tig. "Don't play dumb, Happy... He wants you like he wants-- wanted, Tara." Hap nodded. "I understand... Thank you for letting me know." Piney nodded. "Does anyone else know?"

"Not yet. I wanted to let you know before I told anyone else... Clay really needs to know though."

"No. Let me handle it." Piney frowned. He opened his mouth to speak, but one look from Hap shut it. "I got it." Piney put his hands up, nodding once. Hap turned and stalked back to the pool table, trying to catch Jax looking at him from the corner of his eye. Jax kept his head turned though, deep in conversation with Chibs.

   "What's going on with Opie, do you know?" Jax asked,watching his best friend at the bar. "He's been acting fucking weird." Chibs shook his head. "Not a clue. Might have something to do with you going Nomad you think?" Jax nodded. "I'll talk to him about it." Chibs grunted, taking a swig of his beer. "I'm staying in the clubhouse tonight... I need a break from Tara." Chibs nodded. "Aye. Wise idea."
   Jax stretched out on his bed that night, sighing contentedly. The clubhouse was blissfully silent for once and he had the rest of the night to himself. Almost cautiously, he began to rub at the front of his jeans. He bit his lower lip, his great view of Happy's ass earlier coming to the forefront of his mind. "Fuck..." He grunted, allowing himself to slip into a fantasy. Deep in his own thoughts, his hand down the front of his jeans, Jax didn't hear the door to his room open, or close, the lock clicking. He didn't become aware of the presence, in fact, until Happy spoke. "Having fun?" Jax jumped, yanking his hand out of his jeans. "Jesus! I thought I was alone! Fuck!" He sat up, crossing his legs. "What do you need, Hap?" He kept his eyes on the mattress, afraid his friend would see the fantasy struggling free in his brain. "Heard a rumor." Hap grunted. "About you." Jax shrugged. "What's new? What'd you hear?"

"That hand in your pants wasn't for Tara." Jax looked up in time to see Hap lunge at him, knocking him clean off the bed. Jax got his arms up in time to save the back of his head from rapping off the ground, but Happy was on him in a second. He drew his fist back, catching Jax in the jaw and splitting his bottom lip wide down the side. Jax grunted, throwing a fist and catching Happy in the ear. He knew he was no match for the bigger club member, but if he could get some leverage he knew he could run. Hap wouldn't have it. He grabbed Jax's throat easily in one large fist. "Truth." He grunted. Jax sneered and brought up his fist again, breaking the skin under Happy's eye with his rings. "Fuck off." Happy punched him, the skin tendering and bruising almost instantly. "Truth, Jackson." He grunted again. Jax could feel his shaft pressing a tent into his jeans as he looked up at Happy. He knew it was wrong, but even the idea that the man could kill him made him more horny than he'd been in his entire life. "Fuck you." Jax snarled. "Want to?" Hap smirked. Jax shook his head. The movement earned a tighter grip on his throat and another punch to his jaw. "Truth." Jax felt his cock twitch, a painful knot forming in his guts. This was it, he supposed... At least it'd be worth it. "Truth..." He panted; Happy's hand was cutting into his airways. "Fuck me." Happy's face turned into a frightful grin. He tightened his grip on Jax's throat and lifted his head a few inches before bringing it down hard. Lights out: Jackson Teller.
   The first thing Jax noticed upon coming to was a migraine. A real splitter, centered on the back of his head and riding straight up the front. The second thing he noticed was that he couldn't move. Looking up (with a grimace of pain) he saw his hands tied, very tightly, to the bed frame. It took a moment, but everything flowed back to him. Jax felt sick to his stomach. What had he done? Moreover... What was going to be done to him? The blonde biker didn't have to ponder long. The door to his bedroom opened and Hap strode in. "You're awake." Jax looked him in the face, his expression blank. "You're gay." He said, as almost an afterthought. Jax clenched his jaw. He wanted to look away, ashamed, but couldn't bring himself to. "Untie me." He snarled. "No. Answer. Or I'll let Clay find you." Jax's scowl deepened. "You're gay."

"No."

"Then what. Explain." Hap straddled Jax's hips. The blonde snarled low in his throat, looking away as his body reacted to the bigger mans motions. "Just you." He mumbled, frustration and anger growing on his face. "You're... Fuck I don't know... You're the first guy I've wanted." Hap nodded. He allowed himself to settle more onto Jax's hips. The boy knew Happy could feel his persistent erection. He broke out into a sweat when Hap slid his hand over Jax's bare chest. "Just me." Jax nodded, looking down. The clock read two am, he'd really been out three hours? "Just you, Happy. I'm sorry."

"Why?" Jax looked at him, seeing something he never thought he'd see, gentle eyes... Concern. "I know you're not okay with this."

"How do you know?" Jax scowled. "You just kicked my ass and knocked me unconscious, Happy." The large man smirked. "Just wanted you to know who was in control." Before Jax could speak Hap grabbed his throat and leaned forward, catching his half open mouth in a rough kiss. He took Jax's bottom lip into his mouth when the young man didn't kiss back quick enough and bit down, reopening the wound made by his fists. Jax let out a moan as Happy's tongue invaded his mouth, filling it with the taste of his own blood, beer, and weed. He jerked against the handkerchief binding his hands, wanting to touch, needing to hold, the man he'd lusted after for months. The Nomad pulled away, his breathing ragged. Jax could feel his erection pushing against his leg. The feeling earned a shiver, even bound by tight jeans his size was unmatched. "Why?" Jax croaked. Happy shrugged. He got off Jax and the blonde whined, attempting to sit up. "Untie me." He demanded. "No. I won't do that." Jax yanked at the bindings again. "Why not?" Happy shrugged. "Haven't learned yet." He turned and walked into the bathroom. Jax grunted and began to work at the ties, needing freedom. The more he yanked the tighter they felt, and the harder he became. Wasn't this a fantasy played out? Yes... But this was no fantasy... No dream.

   Hap reentered the room a few moments later, smirking at Jax, still struggling against the ties. "No use. Won't get free." Jax let out a frustrated shout. "At least unzip my jeans for Christ sake... This is just cruel." Hap laughed. It was a deep, throaty thing, unpleasant to most ears, but it sent another jolt to Jax's already aching cock. "You. Aren't. In. Control. Here. Teller." Each word was laced with threat. Jax licked his lips. He knew what Hap was waiting for... But could he bring himself to do it?
   The bikers stilled for what felt like eternity, each waiting for the other one to break. Finally, Jax sighed. "I don't beg, Happy." Hap shrugged. "Then you stay as you are." Jax cried out an exasperated sigh. "Fucking hell, Hap!" Happy crossed his arms. "Think this is bad? I've still got patience, Jax. Just wait." He seated himself in the chair at Jax's desk, turning it to face the young biker. Jax looked him up and down, drinking in the man in front of him. Hap reached down, unzipping his jeans, his eyes never leaving Jax's face. Jax groaned. "Don't..."

"Then relent, brother." Jax swallowed hard and shook his head. His eyes focused on the movement at Hap's jeans. The bigger man withdrew his cock, holding his jeans back just enough to show Jax all he'd fantasized about and more. "You're cruel..."

"You know this." Hap began to stroke his length, slow and peaceful, arching his hips into his hand. Jax's mouth was dry. He wanted... Everything. There was only one way to get it. He lowered his gaze, hair hanging over his face. "Please, Happy..." He whispered. "I'm sorry. Didn't hear you." Hap said through a smirk. "Please. Please. Fucking please!" Jax shouted, looking at Hap with an unbridled lust and fury in his gaze. Hap remained unphased. "Please what?" He gave his base a squeeze. Jax looked at him, sweat running down his cheeks. "Please... Let me help... Let me please you... For fucks sake, Hap just fucking take me already!" He began to struggle against the bindings with vigor. In the sudden energy Hap rose, letting his jeans drop and yanking his shirt off as he reached the bed. He dropped onto Jax's flailing body and grabbed his throat. Jax stilled, forcing himself to look into Happy's eyes and not at his cock. "I like you tied." He said simply. "But you get what you want." Jax felt his breath leave at the announcement. Happy stood and grabbed Jax's jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them. He flipped the young vp like he weighed nothing and straddled his lean hips.

"Is this what you want, Jax?" He rumbled into his ear. Jax squeezed his eyes shut and nodded. Hap snarled and grabbed a fistful of his hair, jerking his head back. "Verbal." Jax cried out, his eyes burning. "Yes, it's what I want." Hap let go of his hair and yanked down his jeans, ripping them off Jax's legs. Jax buried his face in his arm, letting his hips rut gently against the bed. Hap placed gentle, tingling, kisses down Jax's bare back. His muscles rippled and jerked. He reached the small set of dimples at the base of Jax's spine and dipped his tongue into each. "Anything inside?" Jax hesitated before shaking his head. "Nothing, ever?" Jax shook his head again. "This will hurt." Jax shrugged. "I like it." He grumbled. Hap smirked, just a bit, and nodded. "I've got lube and rubbers in the drawer." Jax said into his arm. Happy leaned over him, pressing his chest to Jax's quaking back. He retrieved the small bottle and foil square and nodded. "Good... Now relax."

   With an unbelievable tenderness, Happy worked Jax's untouched entrance. Ten minutes stretched to thirty, thirty to forty five. Jax's grunts of pain finally softened to whimpers of pleasure, his body arching against the invading fingers. Happy slid back up, resting his hard member against Jax's prepared opening. "Final chance to back out." He rumbled against Jax's ear. The young man shook his head. "I want this, Hap." Happy nodded and turned Jax's head, capturing his mouth in a hard kiss as he pushed past the freshly stretched muscle. Jax tensed and gave a sobbing yell, muffled by Hap's mouth. The bigger man rubbed the blonde's lower back, working on relaxing the tense, unrelenting muscle. "Relax." He grunted against Jax's mouth. He could taste salt, the proud biker had finally let a tear slip. Hap pulled away and wiped Jax's cheek. "Is it too much?" Jax shook his head, burying his face in his pillow. "Just keep going." Hap slid back onto his knees behind Jax, pushing in inch by agonizing inch. It was a fight to keep steady, not just slam in, but he had no intention of hurting the brother he craved so badly.

   After what felt like ages to both men, Hap let his body slump over Jax's. "I'm all the way in, Jax... Look at me." Jax shook his head, his ears a bright red. Hap fisted his hair and tugged his head up. Wetness showed on Jax's flushed cheeks, shame evident on his face. "I know it hurts... Let me make it feel better." Jax nodded, nuzzling into the side of Hap's neck. The bigger man kissed Jax's cheek. He grabbed his shivering hips and withdrew, sliding in with more ease than before. Jax cried out, grabbing at the binding around his wrists. "Yell all you want... It will make you feel better. And make me harder." Jax chuckled a bit. "You're twisted." He panted. Instead of a reply, Happy pulled out, slamming back in, Jax cried out, surprised. Hap picked up a steady pace, almost all the way out, and a quick slam back in. Jax's shouts of pain eventually softened and deepened into grunts of pleasure. His hips worked back against Hap's, urging the invading member deeper.

   Jax lost track of all time. This was what he'd dreamed of for months... His Nomad brother, buried balls deep inside him, taking what little scrap he held of his sexual Innocence. He felt Hap's movements become erratic, and smirked. He wanted nothing more than to take the bigger man over the edge. He began to throw his body back faster, crying Hap's name with his head tossed back. Hap snarled and leaned forward, biting his shoulder. Blood rose immediately to the surface but Hap held on, driving deep into his new lover and releasing his seed.

   Jax froze as he Happy's body orgasming inside him, a feeling he'd never felt before... But immediately wanted to feel again. Happy collapsed against him, pushing him flat to his belly with his weight. Jax's erection cried out in protest, but Jax could care less.

"Your turn..." Happy grumbled after nearly ten minutes of silence. Jax had nearly fallen asleep. "Hm?"

"You haven't cum." Jax shrugged, too satisfied to care. "I took your virginity... You need to cum." He rose, pulling his softening member out of Jax. "Roll onto your back." Jax did as he was told, too tired to argue. Happy grabbed his member, making him hiss. He began to stroke it back to its full erect state, gazing at Jax with half lidded eyes. When the SAMCRO vice was as solid as possible, Hap began to roll the condom with a surprising tenderness over it. "What're you doing?" Jax mumbled, watching with a new found awareness. "Fucking you."

"Already fucking did..." Hap smirked and straddled Jax's hips. Before the young blonde could fully understand, Hap was burying his shaft into his own entrance.

   Jax gasped, tugging the binding in surprise. "Holy shit..." He breathed. Hap reached up and undid the binding. Jax's hand immediately grabbed Hap's hip, the other gripping a handful of his ass as he slid the young man into himself. Happy began to ride Jax at a slow pace, allowing his hips to slink across the space he had, his eyes locked on Jax. The blondes lips were parted, his breathing ragged. He dug his nails into Hap's flesh, guiding himself deeper into the man. "Fuck..." He grunted, arching against the stronger hips. Hap's hand shot out and grabbed his throat. "Still in control." He reminded Jax. The blonde nodded but dug his fingers deeper, smirking a little when the grip on his neck tightened. He knew he'd have bruises by morning, everywhere, but didn't care. "Fuck me..." He panted out, forcing himself to give Happy a begging look. Hap smirked, but did as requested, he began to increase his thrusting pace. Jax grunted, arching against him, his breathing rapid. He knew he was close but wanted to keep going as long as he could. Hap changed pace, dragging his body up Jax's shaft. It immediately became harder to hold back. Jax's body let loose and he groaned happily, letting go deep inside of his friend. Hap rode him down. He collapsed next to Jax. Jax slipped off the used rubber and tossed it into the garbage before Hap pulled the covers lazily over them.

Jax turned his head. He looked like he wanted to speak, so Hap shut him up with a firm kiss. "Sleep." He whispered against his mouth. "We will discuss in the morning."
   Jax woke to his phone ringing... An awesome dream... But he really needed to to get over Happy. "What?" He grunted, not checking the id. "Where were you all night?" Tara's voice. "Clubhouse... Got drunk, didn't wanna drive home." He lied easily. "Are you coming home soon?"

"After church." He hung up and rolled over. The first thing... He was nude. Second... His ass really hurt. Third... The handkerchief he had dreamt was binding him, was lying next to him on the pillow. "Fuck..." Jax put his hands over his face, disbelief flooding him. The shower in the next room turned off and a knock came at his door. "Yeah." He grunted, covering his bare hips. Happy walked in, a towel slung around his hips. "Morning... Sleep well?" Jax looked at Hap and nodded. He pulled a cigarette free from his pack and sat up. He took a long drag before speaking. Finally, "What... The fuck do we do?" Happy shrugged and sat next to him. "Nothing. Just be normal." He took a cigarette from Jax's pack. "How'd you find out about me anyways?"

"Piney and Opie." Jax went pale, then his face began to flush. " What the fuck!?" He snarled, his fist clenched. Hap reached out. "Hush."

"No! Opie is supposed to be my best fucking friend! This is all because of fucking Clay." Happy shook his head. "Go shower, Jax. Let it go. I made sure they wouldn't tell anyone else. They know what would happen if they did." Jax locked gazes with him. "This could get me fucking killed, Hap. If they tell anyone..." Happy sighed. "And it isn't going to affect me?"

"Get real, Hap. No one in the club is gonna think you'd really go gay."

"And would they think you had?"

"Half of them are looking for a reason to get me out of this mc, Clay included. They'll believe anything they need to." Happy shook his head. "You really know how to pity yourself. Most of those men have no opinion of you. They want you to stay. Save for maybe Clay, those men want you here."

"It was a unanimous vote to get me fucking gone."

"Because you were fucking begging for goddamn yay votes all fucking week! Juice, Bobby, Opie, and definitely Chibs, they voted yay because you fucking want to go Nomad. Stop pitying yourself and make it right with those brothers, Jax." Jax sat silently, puffing on his cigarette. Hap reached out and squeezed his shoulder, bringing back a fresh pain. "You handle yourself and your mom, okay? She needs you. I'll handle Piney and Opie. And you." Jax looked up at him and nodded. "Thank you." Happy shrugged. "Least I can do." He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Jax's mouth. "Go shower, you fucking reek like sex." Jax chuckled and rose, letting the sheet fall from his hips. Hap grunted. "Fucking tease."

   Hap was stretched out on the bed, fully clothed, when Jax exited the shower. "How are we going to explain the bruises?" Jax asked, perching on the bed next to him. A dark bruise blackened his eye, his bottom lip gashed open. He had a ring that, upon closer inspection, was obviously a handprint, around his neck, and his shoulder bore a deep purple bruise ringed by teeth marks. Happy fared better, a bruised and cut up cheek and a cut lip, but signs of a struggle were obvious on both men. Happy carefully looked Jax over. "Truth." He shrugged. "We had a disagreement and fought."

"Disagreement over what? You know they'll ask, especially Piney and Opie." He nodded. "Over... Who was a better fighter. Simple." Jax nodded. He leaned forward, setting his hand on Hap's face before biting his ear gently. Happy grunted and pushed him back. "It's almost eight... We'd get caught." Jax snarled. "Then lock the door." He slipped his hand over the bikers crotch. Happy licked his lips but shook his head. "Tonight."

"Tonight I need to go home to Tara." Jax mumbled, but pulled away from Hap. "I want to break it off with her."

"Don't. Asking for trouble. She's a good front if Piney or Opie do let your interest in me slip."

"I don't want her. I want you." Hap looked at him, locking with his blue gaze. "You've fucking got me, bro... But you need to protect yourself and Abel. And I'm okay with that." Jax nodded, knowing, reluctantly, that he was right. "Dress. We'll find some alone time." He grabbed Jax's throat lightly and pressed a kiss to his mouth before rising and leaving the room. Jax stretched out on the bed, a grin slowly spreading over his face.
   "Whats got you so fucking chipper?" Clay grunted as his step son walked past him to the garage, grinning ear to ear. Jax half turned and shrugged. "Couldn't tell you... Woke up on the right side of the bed this morning I guess." Clay scowled. "What happened to your fucking face?!" Jax touched his split lip. He'd worn a hoodie to hide the hickey and handprint as well as he could. "Disagreement with a brother... Hap kicked my fucking ass."

"Disagreement over what?" Opie's voice, coming from behind Jax. "Who the better fighter was... Of course I kicked his ass... Your son is a fucking pussy." Hap emerged from the side of the building, sipping on a cup of coffee. Jax grinned at him. "You didn't fucking fight fair." Hap sneered. "You're asking for a matching black eye there, Teller." Jax made a jerking off motion before turning away. He caught Piney's glare out of the corner of his eye.
   "Hey Jackie Boy." Chibs slapped Jax on the back, not missing the visible wince. The young man stood straight and wiped his hands on a rag. "Hey."

"How was your Tara detox last night?" Chibs voice was low, wanting to be sure no one else could hear them. "Fucking beautiful." Jax said simply, lighting a smoke and walking to the entrance of the garage. He looked at their line of bikes and smiled contentedly. "Something you wanna tell me, brother?" Chibs asked, stepping next to him. "Like why you have those fucking bruises... And a handprint on your fucking neck..." Jax tugged the hood of his hoodie self consciously. "Is the hand print that fucking obvious?" He murmured. "No. I know what to look for... What're you hiding, Jax?" Jax turned to look at him. His face broke into a grin again. "I had a friend over last night." Was all he said. Chibs scowled. "What kind of friend?" Jax said nothing, only watched silently as Hap approached them from across the lot. It took a moment for the older man to put it together. But once he saw Hap's bruised face he gasped. "Oh Jesus, Jax." Jax grinned and nodded, his eyes not leaving Happy. "Came into my room last night... Sneaky fucker... Kicked the shit out of me... Then fucked the shit out of me." Chibs laughed, shaking his head. "I'm glad for you, brother." Hap brushed past Jax smoothly, barely hesitating, but Chibs caught the older man grabbing Jax's hand and squeezing. Jax's grin widened, then disappeared completely as Opie rode up.

"Figured out what's wrong with him." Jax mumbled. "Hm?"

"Somehow he and Piney know... About me. That's how Hap found out." Chibs breath left in an exasperated sigh. "We'll fuck... What are you going to do?"

"Nothing. Happy wants to take care of it." Opie glared at Jax as he passed, and this time, Jax glared right back. "What's his problem anyway? Why would he tell Piney, let alone Hap, if he knew?" Jax shrugged. "Jealousy." The Scot scowled, confused. Jax looked at him. "When Opie and I were in middle school we experimented... I figure most kids do."

"Aye."

"But I wasn't really into it... Sucking dick was just kinda... Eh, and I hated the idea of fucking someone's ass... Let alone getting mine fucked. I know Opie enjoyed it a little more than I did... I never even considered going back to it... Until Hap."

"We'll fuck, a bunch of fucking fudge packers, aren't you young'uns?" Jax began to laugh and slapped Chibs on the back. "You just wish you still had it in you to catch a handsome man." He sneered before walking off. "Hey! Now that was uncalled for!" Chibs shouted after him, grinning.
   "Clay needs to know." Opie said softly, hoisting himself onto the table next to Piney. "I know... But I don't want to tangle with Hap. He said he'd deal with it."

"Does it look dealt with? They look like best fucking buddies."

"Jax is pretty scuffed up... Maybe that's dealing with it for Hap." Opie shook his head. "Clay needs to know, whether Happy is on board or not." Piney frowned but nodded. "How the hell could Jax do this at this time? With everything going on with his mom?" Opie shrugged. "Can't pick and choose when stuff like is happens... Not his fault." Piney looked at Opie and sighed. "You flip flop worse than a fucking girl. For one minute you fucking hate him, the next you're fucking defending him. Pick a side."

"I'm not defending him. It's still terrible and Clay needs to know. I'm just saying that he doesn't mean to have this happen at this time... That part isn't on him." Piney shrugged. "Come on, let's grab Clay."
   "Come to dinner at my house tonight." Jax suggested, twisting the bolt connecting the two pieces of metal together. Happy caught the piece falling easily and looked at him. "Sounds dangerous." Jax raised an eyebrow. "Sounds fun. We never have you at dinners." Hap shrugged. " guess... Will Tara catch onto something funny?" Jax shook his head. "I love the girl but she couldn't catch a baseball in a fucking pool." He nodded. "Alright... Invite someone else so it doesn't look like something other than what it is to certain people." He glanced over to where Opie was fiddling under the hood of an Impala. Jax nodded. "I'll invite Chibs. Tara likes him okay and he'd cover for us if she does think something's up." Hap nodded, pulling free the wires they needed to fix. "Can you handle this, I'm gonna go say hi to my mom." Hap grunted a reply and moved into the spot that Jax had just vacated.

   "Mom?" Jax knocked once on the office door. Gemma looked up and smiled softly and beckoned him in. Jax entered and leaned down, giving her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "How are you doing, Mom?"

"Better, now that I know you're not going Nomad." Jax sighed and hung his head. Gemma reached out and patted his cheek. "I had to keep it quiet, you understand that, don't you?" Jax shook his head. "No, I don't... But I can sympathize." Gemma scowled. "How do you mean?"

"Secrets... I know how keeping really big ones can feel." Gemma cocked her head just a bit. "What's going on, Jackson?" Jax took a deep breath. "I know that this probably isn't the best time... But I need you to know... Shit might go down between me and the club here soon."

"Jesus Jax what's going on? I thought this shit between you and Clay was done."

"It is. This is new." She scowled. "I just want you to know." Gemma nodded. "What's going on, baby boy?" Jax rubbed his hand down his face. He looked up at his mother. "I don't know how to tell you this... I'm... I'm fucking cheating on Tara." Gemma sat back. "Is that it?" Jax sighed, a sour expression on his face. "With a brother, Mom." Gemma's expression turned, she looked like she'd been slapped. "Excuse me!?" Jax winced. "Mom, please... Please. I didn't mean to." He whispered. "It just kind of happened."

"Who!?"

"Happy." Gemma snarled and rose, heading toward the door. Jax leapt up and grabbed her, pulling her toward him. "Mom, please, I told you so you could be on my side, not try to kill my lover."

"I am on your side, Jackson, but this is crazy. You've loved pussy and tits since you could say the word fuck."

"I'm not gay, Mom... I just like him... I still like women as well, it's just... I love Hap."

"No. No. You're going to straighten your fucking shit out. This is ridiculous. You're gonna take the night off and go to a strip joint or a fucking street corner, get some pussy and clear your head." She shoved Jax back, against the door. "Go!" Jax held his hands up, a pleading expression. "Mom, please."

"No! I won't say anything but you had better put a stop to this nonsense." Jax grunted and walked out of the office. He spat and pulled out a cigarette. "What's going on, brother?" Chibs asked. Jax shook his head and walked off, grabbing his cut from the coat rack and climbing on his bike. He tossed his helmet aside and took off. "Ah shit, I know that look." Chibs mumbled. "I'll get him." Hap said, tossing his tools down. "No you won't." Opie snapped, shoving him out of the way. "I'm going. Deal with it." The last sentence he pointed to Piney, who nodded. Hap turned to Piney as Opie rushed out the door. "Deal with what?" Piney shook his head. "Nothing, Hap." Happy's face turned to a snarl. He headed toward Piney but Clay emerged from the office. "What the hell did that boy do to Gemma? She's throwing shit and causing a huge fucking ruckus. Hasn't been this fucking bad since she was on her fucking rag!" Hap snarled, eyeing Piney. Piney looked him level in the face and smirked. "Clay, can we talk?"

"Gonna tell me what's been happening to my club for the past week!?"

"Actually, yes." He walked toward the end of the garage.
   Gemma stuck her head out of the door. "Happy. Get in here." Hap trotted over to her. She yanked him into the office and shut the door. "Is Jax... Are you... This isn't a joke is it, by the way that he stormed out.. I'd say no." Happy shook his head. "I spent last night with him... It's real, Gemma. I am sorry. I know you aren't really--"

"Shut the fuck up, Happy." Gemma rubbed her temples. "Go get my boy. Go get him, but you stay away from him."

"I can't promise that, Gemma. I hate to admit it, but... I really like Jax." Gemma punched Happy hard in the upper arm. He winced, rubbing the spot. "He's got a family, Happy! An old lady and a son, how is that gonna work!?" Happy shrugged. "I like Abel..." He said sheepishly. "Oh Jesus Christ, Happy!" She slapped him again. "Go get my fucking boy!" Happy scurried out of the office, grabbing Jax's helmet and pulling his own on. He took off.
   "I got some news that's gonna be really hard to hear, Clay. About Jax." Clay put his hands on his hips. "Spit it out, old man." He watched Hap exit the office, rubbing his arm. "He's got a bit of a problem, that might affect the whole club... He'll, everything about this club could become worrisome if we'll this little secret go on."

"I said spit it the fuck out, Piney!" He snarled, turning around as Hap drove off. "Jax is fucking Happy." Clay blinked silently for a moment. He began to laugh. "Oh that's just a great joke. A great fucking joke! What's really going fucking on here?!" Piney shook his head, raising his hands up in surrender. "I'm not fucking joking, Clay. Opie overheard Jax talking to Chibs about not loving Tara anymore... That he wanted to have someone else. He wants Happy for fuck sake." Clay stopped laughing, his face going solemn. "You're not joking about this, are you?" Piney shook his head. "Why the fuck are you just bringing this to my attention now?" Clay asked, cornering Piney. "We told Hap... He said he'd take care of it. I didn't think taking care of it meant fucking him!"

"Keep your voice down." He snarled. "Who else knows?"

"Opie and I... Chibs... I'm guessing Gemma based on her mood after a conversation with Jax." Clay nodded. "Say nothing to anyone else. I'll get to the bottom of this.."

"What're you going to do?" Clay shrugged. "As much as it pains me... Our prince may need to renounce his crown in this club."
   Jax could hear a motorcycle behind him a ways. He sped up a bit, wanting to outrun everything. He turned off the exit and pulled into a rest stop, putting his face in his hands.

Opie turned into the rest stop, spotting Jax's gleaming bike. He pulled up next to him. "The fuck is going on with you, Jax?"

"Leave me alone... Anything I say to you is liable to go everywhere, isn't that right?"

"Jax, it isn't what you think. I overheard, okay?" Jax turned on Opie. "So you fucking tell your Dad!? Yeah, great fucking friend."

" I was freaked out! I didn't know who to go to!"

"Me!" Jax shouted, stabbing his finger into his own chest. "You go to me!"

"You didn't fucking come to me!" Opie snarled. He rubbed his temples. "You fucking went to Chibs! I'm supposed to be your best fucking friend, Jax! Why didn't you come to me about this?!"

"Don't you remember middle school? You and me? Jesus Christ, Opie, I couldn't go you, I didn't want us to dredge up memories like that, not at a time like this."

"So you went to Chibs. Cause you didn't want me to remind you of the time you had my dick in your mouth? Really?" He shook his head. "No, Opie. I went to Chibs because I needed an unbiased opinion, and you know as well as I do that if Clay finds out I'm dead. And I didn't fucking go to you because I didn't want you to think that I made excuses back then. I didn't. I was fucking serious back then... This whole ordeal scares the shit out of me. It's dangerous, and it's fucking painful. I wanted to protect you from getting into this!" Opie shook his head. "Well Clay knows, so too late for that." Jax shook his head. "This is unfuckingreal."

Happy turned into the rest stop, unlatching the hook holding his knife. He pulled up across from the two bikes and got off, stalking over to Opie and Jax.

   Opie grimaced. "Guess discussion doesn't matter either way... Your fucking boyfriend is here."    Jax turned and let his aggressive posture melt a little bit. "Are you alright?" Hap asked, eyeing Opie cautiously. "I'm fine... Freaked the fuck out, but fine." Happy wrapped his arm protectively around Jax. Opie sighed softly, looking at the two. "This isn't just a fling is it?"

"I really like him, Op... Please." Opie nodded. "What about Tara?" Jax shrugged. "Cross that bridge when we come to it. Right now... We're both happy with secrecy..." Jax looked to Hap, who nodded stoically. Opie sighed. "Not like that really matters... Looks like Piney and Opie took it upon themselves to tell Clay."

"Oh Jesus Christ, Opie!" Hap snarled. Opie raised his hands. "Hey, leave it! I didn't know it was like this, Jesus!"

"Yeah, well you may as well have signed our fucking death certificates, Opie. Clay fucking hates gays!" Opie put up his hands, pushing them out in the universal sign for halt. "For any sort of hit, or even a let go for that reason, needs to be put up for a vote... You know it won't be unanimous."

"Yeah has at ever fucking stopped Clay before?" Opie shook his head. "You know, Jax, you need to give him a fucking break. He's your father and he loves you." Jax shook his head. "Yeah, we'll see about that." Jax got back onto his bike fully. "No you don't." Happy snapped. He walked across the parking lot and grabbed Jax's helmet. He plopped it onto Jax's head and grabbed his throat, pulling him into a rough kiss.

   Opie sighed. Jax looked so content with Hap... Almost submissive. He began to regret his decision with Piney.
   The three rode into the Teller-Morrow garage lot. Jax looked up, catching his mothers angry glare. He shook his head, parking his bike and getting off. Happy grunted and nodded backwards, making Opie and Jax turn. Clay was approaching, his face grim.

"I need to talk to you, Jax. The office. Now." He snarled, pointing. "This can't wait?" Jax asked. "No!" Jax's lip lifted in a grimace. "Gimme a fucking second, Clay." Jax slammed his helmet down and glared at Opie. "This is on you." He snarled under his breath. Opie hung his head, ashamed.

   Jax entered the office and sat, unable to look up at his mother. He knew all he'd see is shame. Clay entered and slammed the door. "I want the truth. From you. Now." He snarled. Jax looked up at him. "What truth?" He asked. "You know what truth, Jackson... Happy." Jax shrugged, taking a deep breath. He lit a cigarette. "What you heard is true. Hap and I are fucking... We fucked... Shit, last night was the first time... We want a relationship... I'm falling for him and nothing that you do, whether it be taking my patch or you reaper me... Will change that." Jax laid, vid of emotion and his eyes blank. He locked gazes with his stepfather. "So that's the truth. Any more questions?"

"Jesus Christ, Jax... Do you know what shame this brings to the Teller family?"

"Doesn't fucking matter, does it? You're a Morrow. So's mom. So I'm only shaming myself. I'm a grown man, gay or straight, or somewhere in between... My life is my fucking life." He stood up. "Fucking say something or let it go!" He stepped forward, going nose to nose with Clay. Clay shoved him back. "Back up, faggot." He snarled. Gemma stepped forward. "That's uncalled for, Clay! He's your son!" Clay turned on Gemma. "No son of mine is a fucking queer." Jax lunged at Clay, swinging at him and catching him in the jaw. "Leave her alone for once. Your fucking beef is with me, Daddy." Clay turned and punched Jax in the mouth, splitting the lip Hap split the night before. Jax stumbled back, wiping his mouth. "Put it to a vote!" He growled. "Fucking put it to a vote without interested parties, leave out Hap and I, vote it, unanimous, and you choose the punishment." He picked up his broken cigarette and put it in the ashtray. "Vote it." He whispered. Clay grimaced but nodded. "Fine. Fine, we'll vote it. Jax, this isn't going to end well for you... Nobody in there takes lightly to a faggot."

"I'm not a fag."

"No? Then what do you call fucking another man?"

"Sex, Clay. Fucking is fucking, sex is sex. I still love Tara, she's the only mom Abel has... I just don't want her that fucking way."

"I'm done talking about this, Jackson. Get out of my sight. I don't want you in church tonight. You and Happy wait outside the fucking clubhouse." Jax stood straight and looked at his mother. Her expression was tormented, but she said nothing. The blonde shook his head and walked out. Opie approached him, but Jax pushed him away. He got on his bike and rode off.
   "So, many of you don't know the reason we're holding church tonight. It's a very serious reason, however. You'll also notice that two of our brothers aren't here." Clay motioned to Jax's empty chair and the empty spot on the couch that Happy normally took. "Hap and Jax... That's because this meeting is about them. I heard a rumor going down our little grapevine that Jax and Happy have a secret... They're fucking." A still air came over the group as the phrase was spoken. Clay rubbed his temples, sighing. "I heard this originally from Piney, and when I confronted Jax he admitted it himself. Asked me to put it to a vote, so at least it would be fair. So I am." He sighed. "There's a lot of options here... I'd like to put them to vote one at a time... First, our own vp... My son..." He paused for dramatic effect. "He meets Mr. Mayhem." He paused again, looking around the table. "My vote is yay." He looked to Tig. "Yay." He looked to Chibs, who grimaced. "Who's he hurting? Answer me that. No." Clay nodded. "Fine then... Our second option for Jax is to pull his patch, leave him in good standing, blackout his ink. My vote's yay for that as well." Tig grimaced. "Yay." Clay looked to Chibs, giving him a warning look. "You can't bully me into this, Clay. Jax is a good boy, he doesn't deserve punishment for his fucking sexual interests. Nay." Clay sighed and nodded. "Fine. Then, Happy. He's not ours... But we can enforce what little power we have to keep him out of the clubhouse. No more runs with us, no more clubhouse welcoming. Majority. Yay." Tig nodded. "Yay." Chibs gave Clay a look of compete exasperation. "Nay." Opie stayed silent a moment. "Nay." He said softly, earning a glare from Tig. "Yay." Piney snapped. Juice stayed silent a moment, staring at his hands. "Nay." He said, looking at Clay. Clay nodded and looked at Bobby. Bobby shook his head. "Chibs is right. They aren't hurting anyone. Nay." Clay nodded. "Three to four, we keep Happy in the loop... And let Jax continue to hold his position as vp in our club." He motioned to Opie. "Go get those two. They're outside."

   The two sat on one of the picnic tables, smoking. Happy had an arm wrapped around Jax. "I hate the way this turned out." He admitted. Happy nodded. "It's a shame." Opie opened the door and stuck his head out. "They've come to a decision. Come in in to hear it." Jax nodded. He went to get up but Happy grabbed his arm. "In case." He said, and leaned forward, pressing his lips hard to the younger man's.

   Jax and Happy followed Opie into the chapel. The rest of the club was sitting silently. All eyes were on the men as they entered and stood near the door. Clay rose. "We came to a decision, Jax, Hap... We're not going to have any sort of club retaliation... You can keep your patch, Jackson, and Hap, you can stay involved. But there will be some ground rules." Jax nodded, crossing his arms. Clay continued, "you'll be a secret here, and a big one. If we have any other charters or clubs near us, don't so much as look at each other, or I'll cut your fucking eyes out myself. And Tara. I don't care how you fucking do it, pay her off, get her to go along, or hide it from her, Tara is your fucking old lady. It's the only way this going to fly with the other chapters, okay?" Jax nodded. "I understand."

"And anything we do, runs, deals, anything... You two are separated, unless we all have to be together... And finally none of that fucking gay shit in the clubhouse, okay?" Jax and Happy both nodded emphatically. Clay banged the gavel and the mc began to rise and head out the door.

Jax followed Happy out first, taking a seat at the bar. Half-Sack handed him a beer and smiled. Jax nodded and spun the barstool, watching his club. Tig walked up to him and leaned on the bar. "So... You and Happy..." Jax bit off a sigh. "Yep." He took a long swig of his beer. "How'd that shit happen, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Just happened. We just... Ended up together. Unless you want the exact fucking details, I'd stop fucking bugging me about it." He turned and gave Tig a warning look. The older man raised his hands. "I give. I'm just curious is all. I mean, it's very interesting." Jax snorted. "You're digging yourself deeper into a hole here, brother..." He looked at him. "If you still want to consider me your brother, that is." Tig nodded. "Of course, Jax. You're my brother, I don't care who you fuck. You and Hap are both my brothers." He smiled comfortingly and squeezed Jax's shoulder. "So how're you going to tell Tara?" Jax shrugged. "Haven't gotten that far. Either away she has to know, she's gonna keep wanting me that way and if I don't give it to her she's gonna leave."

"And you can't have that... Not with Clay looking for any reason to get rid of you and Hap." Jax nodded. "I just gotta figure out a way to do it without her killing me." Tig nodded. "What about a little three way action, huh? Would she go for that?" Tig nudged Jax, a small smirk on his face. Jax punched him in the arm. "Jesus Tiggy, you say Bobby is twisted." Jax said, beginning to chuckle. Tig began to laugh. "You never know!"

"Actually I do, do you really think conservative little Tara would go for a three way with her boyfriend and his gay lover? Doubt it." Tig laughed again. "Never know... You're telling me she doesn't have a kinky side in the slightest? Not been a little?" Jax chuckled, taking a swig of his beer. "She won't even let me fuck her face down, what do you think?" Tig shook his head. "That's rough... No wonder you went for someone else." He watched Hap from across the room, playing pool with Chibs and Juice. "So uh... Who--who's, you know... The chick?" Jax looked at Tig in disbelief. "Why're you so curious?" Tig shrugged and dropped his head, playing with the wood of the bar as he thought of an excuse. "I don't know, just ah... Curious is all." Jax raised an eyebrow. "Got a secret there, tiggy?" Tig shook his head, hesitated, then shrugged. "Just have kinda wondered what it's like. Not that I'd ever try or I'm into that or nothin... Just wondered." Jax began to laugh. "I get it. Secret's safe with me... We take turns, but he's always in control." Tig nodded, looking anywhere but at Jax's face. "Oh.. Okay..." He got quiet a second. "Did it hurt?"

"Jesus, Tig, I'm not gonna discuss the loss of my fucking virginity with you, dude. You're a brother and all, but there are some subjects better left untouched." Tig nodded. "Oh, I understand. Totally." He paused again, watching Hap. "He took your fucking virginity? Ow... I bet that hurt like hell." Jax gave him a slow, droll glare. "Shut the fuck up, Tig." He got up, chuckling and shaking his head, walking toward the pool table.

   Chibs nudged Happy. "Jax." He grunted. Hap stood up and smirked, leaning in his pool cue. "Yessir?" Jax smirked. "Who's winning?"

"I am." Juice said, grinning. "Wanna get out of here, Happy?" Jax asked, locking gazes with his lover. Hap smirked. "Sure." He set the cue down. "Rain check, guys." Jax looked to Chibs. "You should come for dinner tonight. I'm inviting Hap... Gotta tell Tara... To be honest, need a ref." Chibs nodded. "I'll be there. Seven?" Jax nodded. "Seven." He turned and followed Hap out of the clubhouse.

"So, where to, brother?" Jax asked, latching his helmet underneath his chin. "Well, we can't use your place..."

"Nah, kid's there... What about your room at your aunt's place?"

"Not with how goddamn loud you are, she'd fucking lose her mind." Jax flushed and nodded. "Follow me." Hap said, revving his bike and bracing up. He kicked off, Jax following a few paces behind.
   Hap had barely let Jax shut the door to the hotel room before he was on him. The smaller man was pinned to the door, his mouth captured. Jax grabbed for any purchase, finding Hap's ass and the back of his neck. Hap reached out, undoing Jax's belt, biting his lip with force. They separated enough to begin stripping out of their clothing but Jax grabbed his neck and pulled the larger man back into their needy kiss. Happy chuckled against their mouths, fisting Jax's shaggy hair and jerking his head back. He bit gently over the younger man's bruised neck, earning a groan of pleasure. Jax worked on his own clothes with shaking hands. Hap pulled away and shrugged off his cut, hanging it over the chair. He stripped the rest of his clothes and watched Jax strip with a lusty look in his eyes. The smaller man shrugged his cut onto the chair and dropped the rest of his clothes into a pile. He looked at Hap, realizing self consciously that he really had no idea what to do next. Hap smirked and grabbed Jax's hand, pulling him close. He gave him a hard kiss before pushing him to his knees. Jax looked up at Hap, his cheeks lightly flushed. Hap grabbed his shaft and brushed the tip against the smaller man's bottom lip. Jax took a shaky breath and opened his mouth, letting the man push the tip into his mouth. Hap gasped a bit, shivering as Jax worked the tip, moving slowly forward to allow more into his mouth. He slid his tongue over the smooth flesh, flicking the silken tip with an overpowering caution. Hap gave a shaky chuckle, shivering as he fisted Jax's hair in between his fingers.

   This tender exploration continued on as long as Hap could handle. When it finally became too much, he wrenched Jax off of his shaft and up, turning them both and throwing the smaller man onto the bed easily. Jax let out a grunt of surprise, lifting himself to his elbows before Hap was on him. The man caught his mouth in a violent kiss, forcing his legs apart so he could crawl between them. He pulled away long enough to slide a condom onto his aching shaft and spit on his hand, using the saliva to lube up his lovers entrance. Jax shivered at the contact, locking gazes with Hap. He grabbed the young vp's leg and wrapped it around his hips, giving easy access as he pushed inside Jax. The blonde grunted, hooking his arms around Hap--it still hurt, a lot, but he knew the pleasure would outweigh the pain soon enough. "Relax, Jackson..." Hap grunted, pushing in slowly. Jax nodded, working on letting his muscles relax to allow Hap entrance. Hap grunted when he finally pushed the last few inches into Jax, letting his head drop down to nuzzle Jax's neck. The blonde slid his hands down Hap's quivering back, his breath coming in uneven, ragged pants. He arched up, nibbling Hap's ear. "Please..." He whispered. Hap pulled back to look at him, understanding what the plea meant. Jax laid flat, hooking his leg a little farther up and grabbing the bars of the headboard. He licked his lips and arched against Hap, tensing his muscles to give the man's shaft a welcome squeeze. Hap grunted and pulled out, thrusting back in with a hard thrust. Jax opened his mouth in a silent cry, arching his back. His hands flew to Hap's back, gripping hard enough to leave white fingerprints as Hap picked up a fast, hard pace. The headboard thumping the plaster wall was the only sound heard in the room, both men reduced to silent pants.

   Jax grimaced in pleasure and let out a grunt when Hap reached between the two and grabbed his aching shaft. "Oh fucking hell, Happy." He panted, digging his fingers into Hap's back. The man began to stroke him in time to his thrusts, locking gazes with him. Jax's expression was needy and begging, his lips parted to breathe. He licked his lips and drew in a shaky breath, clenching around Hap as he arched his back. Hap grunted and slammed past the muscle, freezing save for the twitching muscles down his spine. Jax's breath caught as his body was taken over by Happy's overpowering orgasm. He reached down with a shaky hand, gripping over Happy's hand and moving their hands together over his shaft. He began to shiver hard, close. His breath came more raggedly, catching In his dry throat. He squeezed Hap's fist tighter around his shaft as his own orgasm rushed through him.

   "Are you sure about this, Jax? With Tara and everything?" Hap asked. His arm was around Jax's shoulders as they lay in the bed, sheet wrapped around their bare hips. Jax had his hand on Hap's forearm, taking a drag off of a joint. "Yes. You and me." Jax said simply, handing the joint back to Happy. He nuzzled into the mans chest. "Being with you is... Perfect. It feels perfect at least... I miss feeling this way." Hap chuckled. "You just like sex."

"I can get sex anywhere, from almost anyone. It's you, Hap." He looked up at him, smiling softly. "We should go soon." Hap said softly, glancing at the clock. "I don't want to..."

"Don't wanna leave Chibs on his own, do you?" Happy reminded Jax, who grimaced. "Fine."
   Jax entered the house, holding the door open for Happy. He walked through, trying to find Tara. She was in Abel's room, folding clothes. "Hey babe." He said, giving her a quick peck. She smiled. "So, I'm having a couple of the guys over for dinner, do you mind?" Tara gave him a look that told him she definitely did. "Well, you already invited them, so I guess not... But do you think with the tension and everything... This may not be a good idea..."

"It's just Happy and Chibs... And I think that a big dinner, like the ones Gemma has... It might be just what we need to get over this rut we're stuck in." She nodded. "I guess... Am I supposed to cook?"

"No, I was going to grill burgers, if that's okay. I did invite them." She nodded. "Fine." He looked at her for a long moment before turning. He pecked Abel on the cheek and went back into the living room. He handed Hap a bottle of beer. "She's in a great mood." He mumbled, his voice seething with sarcasm. "Wanna go help me set up the grill?" Hap nodded, feeling guilty.

He followed Jax out to the backyard. "I feel like this will be hard." He admitted. Jax nodded. "Won't be a walk in the fucking park that's for sure." He began setting up the grill. "I'm still working on figuring out how I'm gonna break it to her... I figure 'so I'm fucking my club brother and you're gonna help me lie' won't go over to smooth." Hap laughed a little, shrugging. "Never know." Jax glanced up as he heard Chibs' bike approaching. "Damn Scot is always so fucking early."

"Wants to plan your escape route when Tara comes after us with a cleaver." Happy said with an eerie serious quality in his voice. Jax chuckled. "It might come down to that."

Chibs walked around to the back yard. "Thought I heard you two here. We grilling?"

"Yeah, Tara isn't too happy about company, I figure it's the least I can do, considering..."

"Got a plan yet?" Chibs sat down and lit up a cigarette. Jax shook his head. "Not in the slightest. I don't want to lie to her, but I need to ensure that she's gonna go along with it... I don't need something else for Clay to ride me over." Chibs and Hap grinned at each other knowingly. Jax sighed. "Fuckers." He said, trying to hide his smile.
   "That was a damn good dinner, Jackie Boy." Chibs said, wiping his mouth. Jax smiled. Hap grunted in agreement with Chibs. "Just throwing meat on hot wires." Jax said with a shrug. He glanced over at Tara, silent all throughout dinner, still silent now. "Was yours cooked right, Tara?" Jax asked, reaching over and taking her hand in a squeeze. She looked up. "Hm?"

"Was it good? These guys could eat shit on toast and call it a delicacy... Did I do yours right?" She nodded. "Yeah, yes, it was very good, Jax."

"I'll do dishes." Happy offered quickly. Chibs nodded. "Yes, I agree." He looked to Jax. The young vp nodded. "Thanks guys." They both rose and began to gather dishes. "Let's sit in the living room, they'll come in when they're done." Tara nodded. "Thanks, guys." She said, a little surprised that they were so willing to help. She followed Jax into the living room. He scooped up Abel and cuddled him, sitting in the easy chair. Tara took a seat on the couch. "They didn't have to help clean up... Isn't that kind of the old lady's job in the club?" Jax shrugged. "Chibs and Hap are a different breed... Hap adores his aunt, treats her better than most boys treat their old ladies. And Chibs, you know that crazy fucking Scot... He's like a dad to all of us." She nodded. "Plus," he continued, "you're not the average old lady. You're the old lady of the Vice President of SAMCRO. Nobody mistreats you." He smirked. "Except maybe Gemma... And that's just cause she misses her mama's boy." Tara chuckled. "So why the random invite?" She asked, motioning to the two in the kitchen, sounding like they were getting more water on the floor than on the dishes. "Had some stuff to discuss, and I miss dinners... We can't have everyone over, but I like family dinners... They have a way of making someone remember how much they're loved." He looked lovingly at Abel in his is arms, cooing happily. Tara smiled softly.

   Jax glanced up as Chibs as he and Hap entered. He looked back down at Abel. "Wanna go see your Uncle Hap?" He asked, rocking Abel gently. He rose and walked to happy, handing Abel over. "Wanna go play with him in his room a sec, Hap?" Happy locked gazes with Jax for a long moment then nodded. "I will." He walked to the back of the house, disappearing into Abel's room. Jax sat back down and Chibs took a seat in the floor next to him. They both looked at Tara solemnly. She glanced from Jax's face to Chibs' and back. "What?" She asked cautiously. Jax sighed and rubbed his hands together. "I have a confession to make to you, Tara." He began. "This is hard to explain and even harder to admit, so please just do me a favor and stay quiet until I get it out, okay?" Tara nodded, clasping her hands nervously in front of her. Jax sighed. "I ain't gonna lie to you, Tara. I love and respect you too much for that. The real reason I invited Chibs and Hap over was to have a discussion with you... About us."

"Why would they need to be present for a discussion about us?" She interjected. Jax held up his hand. "Please, Tara. Hush." She sighed but nodded. After a pause, Jax began again. "I'm cheating on you, Tara... I know you said cheating was a deal breaker... But I need you to hear me out." He rose when she began to rise. "Sit, Tara."

"I don't want to hear this."

"You have to."

"No! I don't!" Chibs stood. "Not to disrespect, but please... Jax has treated you right from day one... Least you can do is act like an old lady and listen to him." Tara scowled but sat. "It's not at all what you think... I haven't been that long... And I definitely didn't mean to fucking start."

"Who is she?" Jax chuckled. "That's why I need you to hear me out... It's not... It's not a she, per say... Fuck... Listen, Tara, I'm with Happy." Tara's expression turned sour, then sick. "I'm going to be sick..." Chibs rose and pushed the garbage can to her just in time for her to vomit up her dinner into it. Jax gave her a sad look. "I'm sorry, Tara..." She shook her head, holding up her hand. "You're gay?"

"No, not exactly. Into both, I guess... Hap is the first guy I've ever really been interested in." She sat silently, staring at Jax in disgust and disbelief. He continued. "The club found out today, and obviously, most of them weren't too pleased... I was almost killed over this today, Tara, and so was Happy. But Clay gave me a break... Under one condition." She raised her eyebrow, crossing her arms. "That I keep it a secret... And keep you as my old lady."

"Absolutely not!" Jax held up his hand again. "Listen to me. I know you love Abel, this really would be best for him if you stuck around... You can get a guy of your own, I don't care, as long as you keep him hidden if there's any chance a club member or member of another club or gang could see you." She continued to shake her head. "Tara, please. If you don't agree it this it could get me killed." She snorted. "Yeah, well. Should have thought of that before you started sticking your dick where it doesn't belong."

"For fucks sake Tara, I'm not asking for a lot. Roommate, that's all. A good friend who hangs out at the clubhouse when other members are present, that's it."

"No, you're asking me to lie for you after you told me you would rather fuck a guy than be with me." Jax took in a sharp angry breath. "You are the only mother Abel has, Tara. The papers haven't gone through for his adoption yet... If you leave... He won't have a mother. Can't you do it for him?" Tara scowled. "That's not fair Jax..."

"Aye... But it's true." Chibs said softly. Tara gave a look of daggers to the Scot. "You need a cover story, and a mom for your kid. Fine. But I have my own terms." Jax nodded. "Let me hear them."

"You are in a relationship with me first, and him second." Jax was about to protest but Chibs pinched him to keep him quiet. "And I don't want to see anything... I don't even want you to look at him around me. You come home to me every night, and we'll call it good. I might find a man on the side myself, but not now. Those are my terms. Those and me, or no and I go." Jax sat silent a moment. "Tara, this isn't fair either."

"Neither is keeping up a fake life for you for your fucking gang!" Jax sighed. "Fine, except one thing."

"I'm warning you, Jax--"

"Hush and listen. I'm fine with your rules and I'm sure Hap will agree, but I can't come home every night... I'm gonna be in another relationship... Some nights I'll want to stay with him. Some nights even bring Abel over for the night maybe. We need to split the week." Tara sighed but nodded. "Four with me, three with him."

"One night with you I get to come home late." He countered, staring her down. Tara glared. "Fine... But he's uncle to Abel. Not dad." Jax nodded. "I agree." Tara shook her head. "I don't like this, Jax. It's not fair to anyone."

"We'll make it work... Thank you, Tara." She shook her head. "Just get out... This whole... Weird fucking custody thing with you can start Sunday... You tell me the days and I'll see if that coincides with my schedule... Until then I don't want to see you except for you to see Abel." Jax nodded. "I understand... I'll pack a bag... Mind if I take Abel tonight?" She sighed and shook her head. "I need time to process this anyways." He nodded and rose, reaching out to give her a hug, but she pushed him away. "Sunday." She growled. He nodded and walked down the hall. Chibs rose and followed on his tail.

   After packing a few days worth of clothes, Jax headed into Abel's room to gather his sons things for the short trip. He stopped short and grinned at what he saw. The motioned Chibs over, who beamed. "Who knew someone like Happy would be so good with kids..." Chibs mumbled. Hap was asleep on the floor, Abel sleeping in his oversized arms. Chibs nudged Jax. "Think this will work?" The young SAMCRO member nodded. "Yes... As long as we try... This'll work out just fine." He entered the room to wake his lover and son.
And it did, for quite some time.
   “I'm tired of this, Jax...” Tara whispered, wrapping her arms around Jax. “What do you mean?”

“Us being so distant...” Jax shook his head. “Tara... I've told you I'll still be intimate with you... I still love you.”

“But I'm scared... I'm scared that you love him... You're thinking of him while you and I are having sex.”

“No. I couldn't.” She looked at Jax, confused. “I know, and that's just it. I can't have sex with you without worrying that you might be thinking about someone else...Namely Happy."

"I'm not, Tara. I assure you, Happy is about as far from my mind during sex with you as he can be."

"Why?" Jax paused, not expecting the question. "He's..." He sighed, thinking about how to word the answer. "Our relationship dynamic is completely different than yours and mine. Hap and I..." He rubbed his temples. "Well, fine... I'll be blunt... I don't know any other way to put it. He fucks me. When Hap and I have sex, it's always very impulsive, and he's very dominating. I don't really have a say in much... He does what he wants to my body and I let him. When you and I have sex, the roles are different... I'm in control, in a way... I have to focus more on pleasuring you and making sure that you're getting satisfaction... When Hap and I fuck... I just have to let myself go, let him use me however he wants, because he's going to take whatever pleasure he wants." Tara stayed silent, allowing the words to digest. "I don't understand... That's the problem." Jax looked at her helplessly. "I think... If I were to see it... Maybe I could understand more."

"See it?" Jax asked, cautiously. "Yes. Watch you two, or... Something." Jax paused, and then began to laugh. "You're kidding, right?"

"No." Tara looked insulted. "Why would I be kidding? And why are you so shy about it? You fuck Crow Eaters around your friends all the time, what's the difference?"

"You're my old lady, and he's--"

"What is he, Jax?" Jax sighed. "He's my old man. I guess that's the most honest way to put it... I don't know, Tara... I'm afraid it'll be weird."

"For who? Are you scared that I'm going to see you want him more?" Jax sighed, giving her a droll expression. "No, Tara... I'm not scared... I just-- Fine. Fine. I'll talk to Happy abut it. He's a third person here and he'll have to be okay with it too, okay? When he gives the okay... We'll have Gemma watch Abel one evening and you can watch us."

"I want to be a part of it." Jax blinked at her. "I want to be in bed with you two... Take part."

"Are you asking for a threesome?" Tara shrugged. "I guess that's what it'd be." Jax sighed but nodded. "If it's gonna make you feel better, yes. Okay. Let me talk to Happy tomorrow." She nodded, running her fingers through her hair. "Thank you, Jax." He nodded and gave her a quick kiss on the mouth. She smiled, almost sadly. "Go be with Happy, Jax... I know you want to make love to someone...”

"I've been with Happy. I'll stay here tonight, sex or not. I miss you, Tara." She smiled brightly at the words and snuggled up to him, letting him pull her into a lying position. Tara snuggled up to Jax, sighing happily.
   "Hey, Hap, can I talk to you a second?" Jax said softly, rubbing the back of his neck. Hap followed him out. "What's up?" Jax sighed. "Tara and I talked last night. About us. You, me, her."

"Yeah? What about us?"

"Sex." Hap sighed. "I thought you said she was okay with this?"

"She is... Ah.. Sort of..." He sighed. "Fuck, I don't know. She's okay with us but not okay with us fucking." Hap scowled. "No... That makes no fucking sense."

"It's not that she's not okay with it... She's... She's insecure." He sighed and locked gazes with Happy. "She wants a fucking threesome." Hap stared silently, bewilderment evident on his face. "Excuse me?" He finally asked, forcing each word out. "Yes, you heard me right... Tara asked for a threesome.. You, me, her." Happy shook his head. "And you agreed?"

"No. I told her that I'd talk to you... But it might be a good idea... As strange as it'll be... It might bring us closer together." Hap looked at him for a long moment, then out over the garage parking lot, the line of their shining bikes, the reaper printed on every surface wide enough. "Do you think so?" Jax nodded. "It could be good for everyone involved... You and me... We'd be going public, in a weird way, but we wouldn't be able to brush it off as a fling... Casual partners don't do things like this... And Tara, she can see that we are completely fucking different when we fuck than when she and I do... And me and her... I might find it easier to see her as a lover, not feel like I'm living a lie... I like the idea,, Happy... As long as you do." Happy nodded, squeezing Jax's shoulder. "I'm with you, brother. She wants a threesome... She can have it." Jax nodded. "Thank you." He turned and went back over to Juice, who was struggling to pull something loose in the engine of an old Ford.
   Tara chewed her lip, tapping her fingers on the tabletop. Jax was sitting on the counter, sucking on a cigarette. "Are you sure about this, Tara?" He asked softly. She turned and nodded. "Yes... I'm sure. I'm just nervous."

"We're all friends here... You know Happy, you know me, and we both know you. Nothing to be nervous about." She nodded. "No, I suppose not..." She turned halfway back, splaying her hands on the table. She turned to Jax again. "Do you want this? I mean, with me?"

"Yes." Jax slipped off the counter and walked over to her, crouching to be face to face with her. "I wouldn't have agreed to this if I didn't want to be this way with you." He grabbed her hands and kissed them. A knock sounded at the door. "That'll be Hap." Jax rose and opened the door. Jax smiled and moved aside. Hap gave him a gentle kiss before entering fully and smiling at Tara. "How's it going?" He asked, sliding his hoodie onto the chair back and seating himself across from Tara. "Good." She said quietly, nodding. Jax leaned against the counter. "So... How are we going to do this?" He asked, earning nothing but silence in return from his lovers. He chuckled.

   "I don't want it to be awkward." Happy finally said. "Why don't you and Tara go and start getting comfortable... I'll come in in a few minutes." He offered. Jax nodded. "I agree." He stood straight and took Tara's hand, leading her into the bedroom.

   He shut the door partway and smiled comfortingly. "Last chance." He offered, but Tara didn't reply. Instead, she stepped forward and grabbed his face, pulling him into a needy kiss. Jax kissed back, walking them toward the bed. He sat, pulling Tara over him and laying back, sliding his hands under her shirt. With a fluid motion, only breaking their kiss a moment, he freed her shirt and tossed it aside. Tara sat up, allowing him to move to the head of the bed before she mounted his hips and tugged his shirt off his head. He caught her mouth in another lusty kiss, flipping them to begin undoing his jeans. Tara pushed his hands out of the way and undo his jeans, slipping them over his hips. Jax worked Tara's jeans down, allowing her to kick them off as he pushed his own off. He slid a hand into her panties, brushing against her warm wetness. Tara's breath caught and she arched against his hand, her eyes slipping shut. Jax slipped a finger into her opening, realizing then how much he missed this.

   Jax focused on pleasing his girlfriend, both so invested in their own lust that they barely registered Hap entering, until he crawled onto the bed, shirtless, and grabbed Jax's throat, yanking his head back and into a rough kiss. Jax gasped, whining against Hap's mouth as Hap ground his tented jeans against Jax's boxer clad ass. He pushed Jax flat onto the bed and yanked off his shorts. He locked gazes with Tara a brief moment, and his look made her body tingle, from her head to the very base of her feet. It was unfiltered, animalistic, lust. She sat up and grabbed Happy's head, pulling him into a kiss. Jax's eyes widened and he gaped, surprised at his girlfriend's actions. He reached down, tugging gently at his erection as he watched his partners. Hap's teeth closed on her lip before pulling away, a knowing smirk on his face. He slid down and shoved Jax's hand roughly out of the way, taking the silken member down his throat in one motion. Jax's hips bucked up and he clenched the sheets, all words gone from his mind. Tara leaned over, kissing down his neck gently. Jax buried his hand in her hair, pulling her first into a rough kiss then pushing her gently down to where Hap was pleasuring him. Hap moved aside when Jax let Tara's hair go, allowing her to take a turn pleasing their lover. She took the tip almost cautiously in her mouth. Hap leaned over, kissing over her neck as she suckled gently at Jax's rosy tip. Jax shivered, running his fingers through her hair. Hap moved up, stripping himself of the rest of his clothing before reaching down and unhooking Tara's bra smoothly. He laid himself next to Jax, turning his head and kissing him roughly, allowing his tongue to slip past Jax's willing lips. Tara, unmonitored, smirked a little, and moved over, dipping her head down to work on Happy. The older man gasped, looking down at her and chuckling. He reached down and fisted her hair, pushing her head down a little farther. Jax watched her, panting. He sat up and moved down to her hips, sliding her panties down and tossing them aside. He locked gazes with Happy a moment, who smirked and nodded. Jax pulled Tara to her knees. She moved to pull away from Happy but Jax gave her head a gentle push. "Keep going." He whispered.

   He moved directly behind her and began to guide his cock into her warmth as she wrapped her lips around Happy's shaft. Tara gasped around him, arching her hips against the warm pressure she'd missed so dearly. Happy groaned against the pillow, watching his lover begin to thrust gently. Hap sat up and gently pulled Tara away, giving her a kiss. "You wanted to see us, yeah?" He grumbled. Tara nodded, panting. He motioned to the top of the bed. "Slide up." Jax slipped off the bed, his legs shaking a little, unsteady. Happy smirked and kissed his neck, allowing Tara to move to a comfortable position to the top of the bed. Jax crawled atop her and slipped back inside her, picking up his pace quickly. He looked down at her with a loving expression. Happy moved behind them, slipping a rubber over his shaft. He spat in his hand and lubed Jax up, stretching him gently. Jax let out a soft moan, shivering over Tara. She watched with gentle eyes, reaching up and wrapping her arms around him. She looked over his shoulders, a little surprised to see such a concern and gentleness coming through on Happy's face, an expression she'd seen before, when Jax was making love to her. He locked gazes with Tara and smiled comfortingly, pulling his fingers free and sliding his shaft inch by inch into Jax. The blonde's breath caught immediately and he thrust a little harder into Tara, his fingers clenching into the bedspread. Tara held him, kissing his neck and shoulders. Hap leaned over, nibbling gently on Jax's neck, pushing in the remainder of his shaft. Jax let free a shiver and arched against Happy's hips, letting his body be rocked forward into Tara when Hap thrust out, and back in. They picked up an even pace, Jax allowing himself to be guided by Happy's thrusts.

   Tara's breath caught, her nails digging rivets into her lover's back. Happy saw this and pulled back his thrusts, gently slipping free of Jax's entrance. "Fuck her, babe... You know you need it..." Jax groaned and lost control, thrusting into Tara with a deep, ribbing force. "Goddamnit..." Jax snarled through gritted teeth. He and Tara climaxed together, the first time in nearly a year that they'd been so willingly intimate. Happy smiled softly, almost distantly. He slipped the rubber off, into the garbage, and laid next to the two. Jax let his orgasm wash over him, kissing Tara gently as their afterglow faded.

   "It's Hap's turn. I wanna watch you fuck him..." He purred in her ear. She nodded tiredly. Jax pulled away from her gently and moved back to his other lover, catching his mouth in a rough kiss. Hap grabbed his shaggy hair jerked his head back, flipping him between them. Jax grunted, surprised. Hap locked gazes with Tara, who sat up, giving him a wanting look. He pulled her toward him, and Jax guided her body over, giving her an approving smile. She flushed a bright red and gave a barely there nod. Hap sat up and gave her a gentle kiss. He moved her over to his groin and shifted, slipping into her warmth with a grunt. Tara's eyes widened, not expecting the sudden intrusion. "Relax..." He purred. Happy grabbed her hips, guiding her up and down, back and forth, slowly and deeply over his erection. Tara tossed her head back, her body a live wire due to her very recent climax. Jax sat up, stroking himself back to full girth. He watched his two lovers fuck, his cheeks burning in arousal. He twitched his hand over his cock. Tara began to ride Hap faster, little whimpers and groans of pleasure. Happy's fingers dug into her hips and Jax licked his lips, knowing that expression. "Harder... Show her how I feel..." He panted into Hap's ear, making the older man chuckle. He sat up and gripped Tara's hips hard, slamming her roughly against his body. Tara let out a happy scream as her second orgasm of the night rolled through her body, her insides clenching around the new man inside of her. Happy dropped his head, his body stiffening as he released deep inside of her. He allowed her body to relax, slumping loosely over him.

   Hap looked over at Jax, a loving expression in his eyes. "I want you..." He breathed. "You got enough energy, old man?" Jax teased quietly. Tara slid off Hap, sensing the testosterone challenge. She switched places with Jax, who moved down and dipped Hap's slick erection into his mouth before it could wither. Hap gasped, his body hypersensitive from his orgasm moments ago. Jax suckled him until he knew Hap's erection was back to it's full beauty. Hap sat up and pulled him up, into a rough kiss. He flipped Jax over, laying over him. Jax wrapped legs around his hips, the icy blue of his eyes dark with need. "Old man, huh? You think I fucked her good... Your ass is begging for it." Hap said before trying to free himself to grab for his jeans, a second rubber nestled into the pocket. Jax grabbed his shaft and locked gazes with him. "Bare. I wanna feel you... Completely." He breathed. Hap stilled, the room silent save for their breathing. He nodded, letting his tongue dart out to wet his lips. "Okay." He whispered, kissing Jax. He leaned back and grabbed his shaft, still wet from Tara's body and Jax's mouth. Less concerned about hurting his lover, he pushed the tip in slowly, and then slammed in, shoving Jax a few inches up the bed and earning a shout of pleasure and pain from the blonde. Tara barely hid a gasp, shocked at the brutality. Tears shone in Jax's eyes as Hap began to fuck him with an abuse Tara had yet to see, his body quivering with the force. Jax cried out on every inward thrust, his body rigid. He dug his fingers into Happy's hips. The older man slowed a bit and Jax grunted. "Keep going..." He begged, his eyes screwed shut. Happy shivered at the need in his voice. He picked up the pace, leaning over Jax and grabbing his throat. "Fuck me, please..." Jax begged, desperate. "Fuck me, Hap, I need it..." Beside them, Tara's hand was working furiously between her legs, her full attention on her lover and his partner.

   Jax's breath came in ragged gasps as Happy squeezed his wind off, just lightly, on each inward thrust. He reached between them and began pumping his own shaft vigorously, his body beginning ache with need to climax. Hap's thrusting increased to it's maximum as he pushed himself to his own climax. He drove deep and held himself, released into Jax's smaller body for the first time. Jax's breath caught and he arched, the feeling completely new, and amazing. He gripped his own shaft hard and gave one final jerk, his seed spilling onto his toned stomach. Next to them, Tara cried out quietly in her own orgasm.

   Silence fell over the three, each so lost in their own afterglow that no words could be picked. Hap was the first to rise. He padded quietly to the bathroom and the two remaining heard the water running. He came back with a damp cloth, wiping the sticky semen off of Jax's belly before wiping Tara's thighs clean of any traces of either of them. She smiled and gave a tired nod of thanks. He disappeared back into the bathroom. When he came back, he tossed Jax's cigarettes onto his belly. The blonde chuckled. "Thanks." Tara pushed the covers down the bed, covering her and Jax's lower halves with the sheet. He lifted his side of the sheet and Happy slid in, pulling out a stick from the pack. Jax pulled out his own and kissed Tara's temple before lighting it. He rested his head against Happy's side, pulling Tara to rest on his shoulder. Happy put the ashtray on his belly, sighing contentedly. "Tara?" Jax finally breathed. Tara looked up at him, her face smooth, relaxed. "Is it how you wanted?"

"No... But it ended up better... Thank you... And you, Happy." She said softly. Hap nodded, his face solemn. "No regrets?" She shook her head, nuzzling back to Jax's shoulder. Before the men had finished their cigarettes, Tara was fast asleep on Jax's arm. Happy smiled and set the ashtray aside. "I'll go."

"No.. Stay with us." Jax whispered, taking his hand. Happy nodded and slid into a laying position, allowing Jax to rest on him as they drifted into their own sexually exhausted slumber.
   Jax stretched out, his bones creaking from last night's excursions. He looked around, realizing he was alone. With a scowl he rose and pulled on his sweats and a tank, padding into the kitchen. Tara and Happy were sitting at the table, sipping on coffee and chatting quietly. Jax smiled, entering the kitchen fully and leaning over, first giving Happy a gentle kiss, and then Tara. "How'd you two sleep?" He asked, pouring himself a cup and dumping in sugar. "Well, thank you." Tara said. Happy nodded, scratching his bare chest. "Great... You?"

"Like a baby..." He said, slipping into the chair next to Happy. He looked at Tara and smiled softly. "So... What are we going to do.. Now that it's come down to this." Happy and Tara looked at each other and smiled. "Actually, we talked about that..." Happy began. "This will work... Really well... Now that we've all... Seen the best of each other... It's obvious you love her, Jax."

"And you love him." Tara added. "I want us to... I guess... Be in a relationship." Jax furrowed his brows. "How do you mean?" Tara bit her lip, trying to think of a way to put it. "I guess, a polygamous relationship... That's the best way to put it. I felt really good last night, Jax. For the first time in a long time shit that we go through daily didn't matter. Being with both of you, seeing you two sharing your love... Feeling the affection that you both gave me... It felt more normal than I've felt in forever." Jax smiled softly, reaching across the table to take her hand. "Are you sure?" She nodded. Jax beamed. "Yes! Yes, definitely. Tara, really?" She smiled and nodded. "It would be nice to have another set of hands with Abel... And a nice... Change for us." She said, smiling. Jax's grin widened and he rose, leaning over the table and giving her a hard kiss. He sat back and kissed Happy hard. He took a sip of his coffee, still beaming.
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