“Calm the fuck down, everyone,” Blaze yelled. The wood table we sat around had only a half of a gun carved into it. Tater was taking his sweet time finishing it. The meeting room went quiet as we turned our attention to the President.
“The Mexicans are completely out of the picture. We don't need to worry about them anymore. At least for now. But the blacks own the east side of Sacks County and they want our territory. We've tried negotiating with them but Byron won't talk peace. He wants all of it—even if the streets are stained with blood.”
Cash spoke up, taking off his glasses and rubbing the bridge of his nose. “How can we take out the Fires of Hell without tearing this MC apart?”
E-Z tied his hair into a ponytail. “We need leverage.”
“What could we possibly get on Byron that would make him give up his thirst for killing Devil's Hellions members?” I asked.
Blaze nodded. “Byron has a brother. A white guy.”
“I never knew he had a brother. How do you know he's not just some nice ass Byron's playing with because he's bored,” Tank added.
Blaze relaxed in his chair and smiled. “I saw the records. He was adopted.”
I slammed my fist on the table, bringing everyone's attention to me. “No offense, Prez, but aren't we forgetting a pretty fucking important rule: no family. Even if he's only adopted we still can't go after him.”
A couple other members mumbled and agreed with me. The no family rule was unspoken between the MCs. We didn't touch their family and they didn't touch ours.
Blaze stared at me for a moment, calculating just what I was thinking. He did this all the time back in high school. Made us believe he could read our minds. “That rule has protected our loved ones for a long time. But this is exactly what we need to surprise Byron and bring him down to his knees.”
“So what are you suggesting, Prez?” Coal asked.
Blaze cracked his knuckles. “We don't hurt his brother. We just borrow him for awhile and give him back to Byron.”
This wasn't making any sense to me. We worked so hard to get where we were and Blaze was making a rash decision. Bringing family into this would open up a can of worms none of us wanted. “And he's just supposed to kill himself in exchange for his brother?”
Blaze folded his arms across his chest. He didn't usually get this much blow back during a meeting. Maybe I was pushing a little too hard? But I was sick and tired of following him blindly into battle. Some of us were going to get fucking killed because of him.
E-Z laughed. “No, we don't have him kill himself. We make him trade us his drugs and weapons for the guy. Make him powerless. He won't be able to fight back without any power.” E-Z was the Veep and Blaze's best friend. He'd shoot himself in the face if Blaze asked him too.
They weren't thinking this through. How could we trust that Byron would give us everything and not hold back a whole stash of weapons? Before I could bring up my point, Blaze brought the table to a vote.
Everyone agreed with the plan except for Tater and I.
Blaze grinned, eying both of us. “Motion is passed. I want Tater and Phoenix to follow the man and pick him up. Make sure Byron doesn't find out. We don't want him hitting us with our pants down.”
I couldn't believe he was putting both of us on this—the only ones that disagreed with him. The room cleared out and I stayed behind to speak with Blaze.
“What do you want, Phoenix?” he asked, sitting calmly at the head of the table.
“This won't work, Blaze. You're going to get us all killed.”
Phoenix slammed his fist against his chest. “What does this patch say, motherfucker?”
His voice boomed through my chest. “President,” I replied.
“Damn right, Phoenix. You better remember that before you go mouthing off. Get the fuck out of my sight.”
The blood boiling in my veins screamed at me to make him pay. But punching him in the jaw would only make matters worse. Could get me killed.
I relaxed my fists and took a deep breath, leaving the room. Tater was outside checking on his bike. “You know where we're supposed to find him?”
Tater nodded, strapping his helmet on. “E-Z told me. He goes to Sacks County Community College.”
Tater was one fat son of a bitch. He heaved himself onto his bike that could barely hold his weight. We were both on the football team together in high school. Tater was on the offensive line, protecting the QB from rushers. He was big and heavy which made him impossible to be moved. I played on defense, finding holes in the line and taking down the opponent's quarterback with a brutal tackle.
We rode to the outskirts of town and all the way there, I couldn't stop thinking about Blaze fucking over this club. It was his idea to create the thing in the first place but now he was going to ruin it with his arrogance. Did I really want to follow his orders anymore?
I'd never been to the college before. The place looked like one of those ivy league schools you see in those pamphlets. Didn't even bother applying with my terrible grades in high school. My mom wasn't around anymore to care and my dad was too far down the bottle. The Devil's Hellions MC was all I needed.
“So how are we supposed to find this guy?” I asked Tater.
Tater grinned, his mouth stretching from ear to ear. “Don't worry, E-Z gave me a photo and his school schedule.” He passed me a crumpled up photo out of his chest pocket.
He had short dark hair and blue eyes that stared right back at me. His smile showed a little bit of teeth. My cock throbbed in my pants just looking at his picture. If Tater wasn't around I could go the bathroom and stroke my hard rod until the photo was dripping with my warm cum.
“Fucking hot, isn't he?” Tater said, drooling at the photo. “I'd like to bend that piece of ass over and show him a real man.
“Then he'd still be looking after you were done with him.”
Tater snatched the photo from me and placed it safely back in his pocket, throwing me a death glance. “His last class of the day is Algebra.”
The sexy man walked out of his math class holding a bunch of textbooks. We watched from afar on our bikes as he strolled down the hallway, staring down at a book. His over-sized t-shirt and loose blue jeans weren't very flattering but he had huge arms that no amount of bagginess could hide.
Tater breathed hard next to me. “I'd fucking kill someone to make him scream my name in bed.”
I imagined him bent over, naked in all his glory. He yelled my name over and over again as I forced my cock in and out of his tight ass.
“Fucking pay attention, Phoenix,” Tater said, snapping me back to reality. “The guy is almost gone.”
The man rounded a corner and we followed close behind until he came to a dorm hall. “When should we grab him?” Tater asked.
The place was bustling with students going in and out of the dorms. “We're not in a rush. We can't take him in broad daylight. I'd rather not get the law on us. Let's wait until dark and take him then.”
Tater rubbed his hands together and licked his lips. “Blaze better let us have a couple rounds with him.”
Even if Blaze denied us our rights to him, I was going to have him anyways. He was that smoking hot.