Zeus
There is nothing I hate more than walking in here and seeing my dad’s pasty ass as he plows into someone half his age from behind on a pool table. Girls Girls Girls by Motley Crue blasting through the sound system. This happens more often than I would like it to.
Looking around, I see Zane and Ryker in similar positions. Ryker has a girl on her knees sucking his dick while he drinks a beer. His hand curled tightly in her hair, forcing her head down as far as possible. She gags and retches when he pushes her down too far. He doesn’t seem to care that she is practically trying to shove him off her.
Zane is sitting on the couch with a girl bouncing on his dick. Her tits bouncing in his face, and his finger was in her ass. Zane looks utterly bored with her. They all sound like porn stars, and not in a good way. It’s fake as hell and an orgy I wish I never walked in on.
I noticed that all the girls are blondes and look to be in their early twenties. I can’t tell what they look like more than that, but that alone makes warning bells ring.
I look over to the boys, and we are all wearing the same looks of disgust on our faces. This is not the first time we have walked into this, and it won’t be the last. I nod my head towards the bar, and we walk over. Some poor prospect is behind the bar cleaning up. When he notices us, he opens the fridge and grabs three beers. He hands us our beers and goes back to what he is doing.
I chug half my beer in one go. I still can’t get everything off my mind. Someone broke into her room while she was in the shower. Whoever broke in could have hurt her. That asshole could have attacked or taken her. She was naked and vulnerable, and no one knew.
I can’t get the mental image of her in that robe out of my head. I have only ever seen her in clothes before. She is so beautiful, but seeing a little skin was the hottest thing I have ever seen. Every movement she made revealed a little of her body. She tried to keep it wrapped around herself when she attacked Midas, but it slipped more than once. I feel like such a creep for focusing on her naked body when it was during such an intense situation, but I can’t help it. She is everything I never knew I wanted.
I don’t know if the other two noticed, but I did. I saw Serena”s bare pussy, and I instantly got so hard it hurt. I was furious about what was happening, but I couldn’t help but get turned on. Serena is a wildcat, and I like it. She isn’t afraid to show how she feels, and I plan on learning from her.
The obnoxiously loud moans get even louder as the girls find their release. Who knows if they did or are faking it for our dads. It”s not like I care. A few manly grunts follow, and it goes quiet except for the music playing.
Two things a son should never know about his father. How he sounds and how he looks while coming. The first time I saw it, I was seven. I accidentally walked in on him and my mom. I don’t know if that makes it better or worse. My dad cheated on my mom their entire marriage; it wasn’t a secret. I don’t know if I should feel relieved that I didn’t catch him cheating or horrified that I walked in on him and my mom.
I notice Midas staring at the prospect. The wheels in his are turning with some kind of idea, but I don’t know what. Odin is staring down at his phone. I look over his shoulder, and he is going through some pictures of Serena. She looks so happy in all of them. He had to have taken them without her knowledge because she hasn’t looked that happy around us in a long time. In each picture, she is smiling. He scrolls through photos of Serena walking around school, hanging with her friend, the day we saw her at the tattoo studio.
I will never forget how happy she looked showing her friends the tattoo. A crown on her shoulder. I instantly noticed it before we called out to her. When I saw that tattoo, my jaw dropped. She looked stunning, like a true queen, wearing the crown she deserved. She was so happy that day until I ruined it.
We went to the studio because Odin got his tongue pierced. He said he found a vibrating tongue piercing and thought it would be fun to use on Serena. It was just total luck that we went the same day as her. After the fight at the tattoo studio, I told the guys I would meet up with them later. I had always planned on getting her a birthday present. I didn’t know what I wanted to get her.
I was surprised to see her and even more surprised by her outfit. She looked stunning, a total smoke show, like an angel who wanted to play with the devil. She was everything in that moment, and I freaked out. I freaked because I didn’t need another reason for the guys to want her. That is why I called her a club bunny. Midas hates club bunnies. Sure, he screws them, but that’s it. They are just girls who fuck anyone they think will give them a better life. I don’t know how Odin feels about them. He has never shown any interest besides sex with them. None of them have ever caught his eye like Serena has.
It was a shit thing to do in the hopes they would back off. All I did was push Serena away. I hurt her even after I told myself I never would. Now, I need to make it up to her. I pat my chest and feel the small box, which has been in my inside chest pocket since I bought her birthday gift. It will stay there until I can give it to her.
“Hey! Prospect,” Midas shouts, making the poor guy jump and almost drop a bottle of booze. He turns to face Midas and points at himself. Midas nods, and the prospect walks over to him. “Follow me.” He grits out.
Odin and I rise to follow, but Midas gives us a look to stay. What the hell? I look at Odin, and he shrugs his shoulder, clearly not knowing anything. I watch Midas put his arm around the prospect and lead him down the hallway to the bedrooms.
Heels patter across the floor to the front door before our dads sit beside us. We all nod at each other in greetings, not saying any words. The less I speak to my dad, the better. I hate him most days. He is everything I never want to be, but I know I will grow up being just like him. There is no avoiding that. Destiny is a fickle bitch.
The prospect isn’t behind the bar anymore, so I get up and walk around it to grab three beers for our dads. I hand them off and grab another for me. I need it. I can’t stop repeating everything that has happened in the last three days. So much has happened in such a short amount of time. I can’t wrap my head around everything yet.
I agree with the guys that the cameras are a good idea. I know she will hate it, but I will take that as long as she stays safe. Thankfully, we are familiar with the layout of that house well, having spent a lot of time there as kids. I know the perfect spot to put them. She won’t be able to find them.
After a few minutes of awkward silence with our dads, Midas finally returns with a very scared prospect. What did he say to him? I glare at Midas, and he returns it with an almost unnoticeable head shake. Not here. He sits down beside his dad and takes a sip of his beer. I’m still behind the bar even though the prospect is back. I would rather be able to see everyone. It”s the best way to read them properly.
Because I didn”t feel things, I would fake them. The best way to do that is to watch everyone. To learn the proper ways to react to situations. I didn’t want kids to know I was different after the accident. Everyone knew what happened to me- it made the local paper- but no one besides the guys knew the effects of it. I was scared to be bullied by the other kids at school. I was a small kid. Short, skinny, and nerdy. Odin was always a big kid, and Midas had this massive energy around him. No one ever messed with them. I was the target out of the three. I didn’t need to give kids another reason to bully me. So, I rapidly learned how to blend in.
Now, it works out for me because I can pick up on little ticks that most people don’t notice they do. I read people. I read that poor bastard we had to torture on Friday. He had no clue why he was there. I still don’t either. It”s another thing to add to the growing list of shit I need to figure out about our dads. I swear that list gets bigger every day. They have always been an enigma, but in the last month, they have been even crazier.
I left early to get his computers to find all the information that our dads wanted. They didn”t want me to look through it, but I did. I wanted to know what was so special about this guy. There was nothing of interest at all. No information on any rival clubs or us. No vital data or bank account information. Even his calendar was empty. The guy was a loser and never should have crossed paths with the King”s MC. There was no logical reason why we had to deal with that poor bastard.
“Why are we here, Dad?” Midas grunts out.
“Is it a crime that we wanted to spend time with our sons?” Zane replies with a menacing tone. They never spend time with us. Odin is the only exception, and that never goes well for him. “Fine. We wanted to check-in. See how sales are going.”
“Everything is fine. Product is moving faster than I can supply it.” Midas keeps his tone lethal, in boss mode around his dad. He had to be. We all had to wear our masks when we were with our dads. We had our roles to play, and we played them well.
Midas is right. The product is selling fast, probably because we are the only supplier. Zane has us pushing weed and coke at the school and our clubhouse. Enough students from the college come, and they all come from money. Midas had the genius idea to up the price at the clubhouse so we could skim a bit off the top. All that money went into an account that only the three of us knew about. It’s a backup plan in case things ever go south. All our money goes in there.
Of course, we have our regular bank accounts that we keep topped up. For personal use and in case our dads come sniffing around our money. We always stay one step ahead of them. It”s a must to survive and take over one day. As much as we are the future, we are also expendable to our dads.
“Good man,” Zane said while clapping Midas on the back. I could see his shoulders tense when his dad touched him. Midas hated anyone touching him, even girls he was fucking. That’s why he has a thing for bondage.
“We have a shipment coming in from down south. We need you boys to escort it.” My dad announces. Great, another drug shipment coming in. Not a hard job but a pain in the ass.
I want to argue that we aren’t the only ones who can do security for shipments, but I know our dads are up to something else, and it’s usually not club business. Fuck. What are they getting us involved in? Midas seems to have the same thought I am because his face scrunches up. We know better than to question. We will do our job, get paid, and leave. That’s it. I give him a nod, and so does Odin.
They tell us when the shipment is, where to meet it, and where to take it. It shouldn’t be a difficult job, just long. It”s a few hour ride to the border to meet with the truck carrying whatever we have to pick up. Then, a few hours passed us to a warehouse I had never heard of, and then a couple of hours back home. It will take all night. At least we have three days until then. I will have to install the cameras before we leave.
I hate being gone all night from Serena when she has a stalker. The only thing that makes me not want to skin my father alive right now or refuse the job, is the cameras. At least I will still be able to keep an eye on her. I just need to set them up first. I won’t be able to do anything if something happens, but I have some people I can ask for a favor if needed. Someone the guys don’t even know about. It would destroy them if they knew I kept in contact with this person, but we were once close.
When our meeting is over, our fathers invite us to stay longer. There will be a party tonight and all the girls we could want. Pass. The only girl I want is back in her room, or at least, I think she is there. I still have to stop at my mom’s to get all my equipment. Then, we need to find a way to steal Serena’s key during class so I can install everything.
Easier said than done.