Brothers share

Next morning, Jax woke up with one of Opie's huge arms around him and his warm chest pressing against his own back. A quick glance to the watch on the bedside table told him it was getting close to noon, which was unusually late for him, even after spending a night drinking. Maybe sleeping next to Ope – which he rarely did, even when they had fucked regularly – was so relaxing on a subconscious level that his mind shut down properly for once. At least it seemed to work wonders for Opie who was still out cold. Jax pondered getting his ass patented as a cure for insomnia while he carefully slipped free of Opie's grasp and out of bed. He would get a shower and then head home before Gemma declared him missing and starting tearing Charming apart. It was Saturday today and he had no pressing work to do, so he might spend the rest of the day working on his bike and finishing the preparations for Abel's homecoming. And he probably should check in on Tara, who likely was still in pieces about the Kohn situation. One step at the time, though.

He grabbed a towel – he would gather the rest of his clothes when he was done – and went into the bathroom. Under the spray of the surprisingly spacious shower he felt better than he had for a long time. It had been good for him to hook up with Opie once again. Tara was one of a kind, of course, nobody created such strong emotions in him with so little things, but she was also terribly confusing and came with a lot of baggage. Opie was simple, sweet, and safe. That didn't mean he wanted him to be his old lady – if this was even the right term – but it was great to have him close. With Donna likely out of the picture, maybe they could make it a regular thing. He might be sort of together with Tara but Jax didn't consider it cheating if it was with another guy. He would give up pussy for Tara – he knew from experience that she likely couldn't accept one of the usual arrangements – but he couldn't give her any more. It wasn't just the different kind of fucking; he also had to be there for his brother, Tara or no Tara. Maybe he would talk to her about it one day and try to make her understand but at the moment it would have to stay a secret. And he didn't feel guilty about it at all. This was part of the life – and a much tamer one than the crimes and the violence.

When he was clean enough, he switched of the shower, toweled off and got out of the bathroom. He thought about wrapping the towel around himself but saw no point. Ope had seen these parts of him very clearly last night. He heard some noise from the living room and headed there, expecting Opie who was maybe getting breakfast ready. He ran into Juice instead, who seemed to look for something.

"Shit Jax, I'm sorry," said Juice, quickly looking away from him.

"What are you doing here?" Jax asked, totally nonplussed.

"Opie has some spare parts I need for my bike. He said, he would leave a key out for me and I should just come here and get them. I didn't know you were here."

Juice still kept his head away from him, very pointedly not looking at his naked body. Which was ridiculous given the fact Jax had slammed the very same dick Juice was now pointedly not looking at repeatedly into him not that long ago. But Jax thought it a good idea to grab some boxers from his duffel bag and slip them on anyway. This was likely going to be a conversation he didn't want to have naked.

When he was certain that Jax was at least halfway decent again, Juice turned to look at him again. "So are you and Opie fucking?" he asked after a pause.

"Why do you think that?"

"Oh, please. I might not be that great with people but I am not stupid. I come here, see a lot of spilled clothing in the living room – including both your cuts – and then walk into a naked you. Is there even another explanation than you bending him over the table?"

"Well, you got me there", Jax said. "Please don't tell anyone. It would really complicate shit for both of us."

"Hey, I didn't tell anyone about us either", said Juice. "But I don't understand why you are so keen on keeping it a secret. You told me everybody knew that I was into dick and nobody gave me shit for it. Can't you guys just be open with it? This clearly is more than just letting off steam."

"It's not that easy. I am not a simple member. People have to see me as a suitable successor and a good representative for the club. I have to appear strong both to our brothers and to our enemies. How do you think would the Mayans feel above a SAMCRO President who was getting fucked by one of his brothers? Do you think they would take me seriously? Hell, I am not even sure the club would follow me if this came out. And do you think Clay would even consider handing me the Gavel under these circumstances?"

Juice contemplated this. "Probably not. Okay, this is going to sound really girly but does this mean I was just a replacement for Opie? I know you said, we weren't exclusive, and I didn't mind but I hoped I was at least the only guy you fucked. And we didn't fuck since Opie got out so this kinda got me thinking."

"It's not like that," Jax said. "I always thought you were cute but I didn't do anything because I didn't know you were into this stuff. And I had Ope, so I was kinda taken on this front anyway – even though we aren't strictly exclusive. When Ope went inside, I first restricted myself to women but when I found out you actually are into dick, I started thinking about it. It took me some time to make a move but I am glad, I did. What I am saying is: it was all real, Juice. I didn't think about Ope when I was fucking you and I didn't just use you as a replacement. Hell, I didn't even know if I would ever have this kind of relationship with Opie again. We didn't until last night."

"Does this mean you are still available? Not that I want to be your old lady or something but it has been fun and I would miss it."

"Hard to say," Jax admitted. "I should be but Ope was kind of weird when I told him about us. He might be a bit jealous."

Juice actually swelled a bit with pride at this. "Well, who can blame him? I am quite a catch after all."

"You are way too easy to be a catch," Jax said, smiling at him.

"Only for you, Jax," Juice said, inching a bit closer to him.

"Maybe the two of you should get a room," Opie's gruff voice said, just as Jax was wondering if Juice was going to kiss him – and if he should let him. Jax turned his head and saw Opie standing in the door to the bedroom, wearing only his jeans. He had expected Ope to be pissed at Juice's advances but he didn't appear to be. If anything he seemed interested.

"Maybe I should go," Juice said. "Just tell me where the parts are and I'll go."

"In the garage, obviously," said Opie. "But I don't want you to leave."

"What?" Juice and Jax said at the same time.

Ope gave them a very filthy grin. "You got me thinking last night, Jax. About you and Juice hooking up while I was inside. The idea actually was pretty hot. So I decided I want in on the fun. Brothers share after all."

Jax mind went blank for a moment. Juice took over from there. "So you want to fuck both of us?"

"I think I could start by watching the two of you. If you are up for it, Juicy. I don't have to ask Jax. I can already tell, he likes the idea."

This was true enough; Jax was already hard in his boxers. This was way too good to be true.

"I think you are right," said Juice. "And I'm so in."

"Then get going, you two," Opie said. "Don't worry, I'll join you soon."

Jax's mind was already racing with possibilities when Juice pulled him into a burning kiss. Maybe the kid thought he had something to prove, because he practically ravaged Jax's mouth. The VP could almost feel Opie's lusty gaze at them and this thought incited him even more as he pulled Juice's cut from his shoulders and tossed it. His shirt followed quickly, at least somewhat making up for the clothing imbalance between them.

"Let's go to the bedroom", Opie said and Jax thought that this was a good idea. The way this was going he needed to be inside someone soon and they might as well do this on a proper bed. Also, it gave them a bit of extra time should Donna come home while they were busy.

He and Juice slowly made their way to Opie, unwilling to separate more than absolutely necessary. Jax was now rock-hard and the thought that Opie would be there as well made it even more exiting. He stumbled over to the bed he and Opie had shared this night, pushed Juice on it and got on top of him. While they made out, Ope pulled up a chair and sat on the edge of the room, eying them keenly.

"You are wearing way too much", Jax said to Juice when they pulled apart for air.

"I didn't expect to get laid here", Juice said while standing up and pulling open his button fly. He stripped off his jeans and tossed them on the pile where Jax's clothing from last night lay. "Boxers too?"

"Yes", Jax said and Juice did as he was told, revealing himself to them. Juice's body was lean, wiry and completely hairless. The Puerto Rican wasn't actually that small but looked tiny compared to the tall Jax and the giant Opie. His rock hard dick – uncut just like Jax's – was actually almost exactly as long as the VP's – they had measured it once – but looked bigger due to the smaller frame and missing pubic hair. Jax thought it was a bit of a waste that Juice was complete uninterested in topping, he certainly would have the tool to give a guy a nice dicking. "Get over here," he said to Juice. "Ope, pass me the lube, please."

He pushed Juice back to the bad, took the lube from Opie and coated his fingers with it. He spread Juice's legs, exposed his hairless hole and slipped a finger inside. It was looser than he had expected. He hadn't fucked Juice in weeks which made this looseness somewhat suspicious. Had his little boytoy strayed? Or did he just like to play with himself? Both thoughts were kind of exiting. Jax kissed down Juice's body, starting on his nipples before crossing his abs to his hips. Then he wrapped his lips around the juicy, hairless dick and took him in all the way down to base. Juice moaned loudly and Jax used the opportunity to slip another finger into him. He bopped up and down Juice's cock while softly stretching him open with his fingers. It didn't take long for him to be satisfied with the result. He released Juice's dick – Juice screamed in protest – and removed his fingers. "Shh, I will make up for it. Unless you have any objections, Ope."

"Not at all," said Opie, who now had his dick out and was stocking it lazily. "Fuck him hard, Jax. From behind!"

"I like the way you think," said Jax and pushed down his boxers. His dick sprang free and when he stepped out of the underwear Jax had the distinct feeling that he had been clothed far too long. Juice looked at his cock in fascination and Jax could tell that the Puerto Rican was just as eager for this as he was. Only one thing missing: "Where are the rubbers, Ope? I don't know where my purse has gone."

"Just fuck him bare!" Opie grunted. "Like you fuck me."

Damn. Opie really was in a kinky mood today. From lonely almost-divorcee to amateur porn director in just one night. Quite a transformation. Maybe he would have to add some side effects to his insomnia cure. "You okay with this?" he asked Juice.

"God, yes," said Juice. "Just fuck me already."

"As you wish," Jax said and flipped him around. As soon as Juice was on his hands and knees Jax got on the bed behind him and pushed inside. Juice really was well prepared, Jax's dick slipped in almost immediately and within seconds he was buried to the hilt. Jax had planned to give his partner some time to adjust but Juice was already pushing back at him. The VP did not need any more encouragement. He grabbed Juice's hips and started pounding. He set a quick, brutal pace that seemed to be exactly what Juice needed, if his constant moans and insane thrashing were an indication. Jax bent down to place a kiss at his neck before whispering into his ear. "You like that, Juicy? Me fucking you hard? Taking you like I own you?"

"Yeah," Juice moaned, apparently not in the mindset for a more eloquent reply. "More."

"You like that too, Ope?" Jax asked with an extra brutal thrust that pushed Juice forward on the bed. "I hope so, because I can't keep this up for long."

"Oh, I like it," said Opie, who stood up and finally got rid of his boxers. "I like it even better than I had expected. Do you think you can go again after you have come inside him? Or would this take too long?"

Jesus, that was an uncomfortable question. Like it or not, Jax wasn't thirteen anymore. "I guess I would need some time," he said, actually somewhat embarrassed even thought he was still balls deep in Juice.

"Don't feel bad, this is completely normal. This isn't porn after all," Juice said before Jax silenced him again with another thrust. If Juice started talking, you weren't fucking him hard enough.

"Okay, then get out of him," said Ope. "It's my turn."

"And what should I do while you fuck him?"

"You prepare me and then fuck me hard while I take him."

"Holy shit," said Juice.

This was pretty much Jax's response as well. Opie really had more kinks than Jax had given him credit for. The idea of fucking Ope while he banged Juice was so hot, Jax didn't even mind the fact the he wouldn't be able to finish with Juice now. "You okay with this?" he asked Juice just to be sure.

"God Jax, could you stop asking me this? If I don't like something, I'll be the first to tell you."

"He's getting cocky," commented Opie who now stood next to Jax. "Lack off dick, probably. Move over, bro! I'll take care of him."

Jax pulled out of Juice who used the opportunity to roll onto his back. "I want to see how Jax fucks you," he said when Opie looked at him questionably. Opie gave him a grin before slicking up his cock and quickly pushing inside of him. Despite his bigger girth he slipped in just fine probably because Juice was properly stretched by Jax. He paused to give Juice seem time to adjust but the Puerto Rican didn't seem to need it. "God, Ope, move before I lose my mind!"

"You heard him, bro," said Jax who was spreading new lube on his fingers.

Opie growled and slammed hard into Juice, pushing the smaller man into the mattress. Jax watched spellbound. It was incredibly alluring to see the massive Opie pound Juice into a whimpering mess. The size difference between them was so big that Juice seemed like a child in comparison. Ope gave it to him hard, no sign of the sweetness he had shown towards Jax during the last night. Maybe Ope wanted to get some sort of revenge on Juice for seducing Jax though that wouldn't be fair. After all, Jax had picked up Juice, not the other way around.

"You getting in there or what?" Opie growled at him and Jax realized that he should hurry if he wanted to get into the action. After all, he didn't know how long Opie could keep this pace up. He quickly got behind him and pushed two slickened fingers inside. Opie grunted but otherwise continued the hard pace Juice liked so much. Jax prepared Opie as quick as possible – probably not as much as he should but he didn't have the patience for more. When he was at least halfway satisfied, he lubed up his own dick again, got on the bed behind Ope and pushed himself into the bigger man. Opie quickly stopped moving – much to Juice's chagrin – so that Jax had time to get inside of him. It was a much tighter fit than with Juice – which was somewhat counter-intuitive since Ope was such a big guy – but after some trial and error he was finally balls deep inside his best friend. God, he had missed this feeling.

"You ready to move?" he asked Opie and pressed a kiss beneath his ear.

"Yes but start slowly."

Jax did as he was told. He carefully pulled almost completely out and then pushed slowly back in, getting the most exiting moan from Ope. The motion propelled the bigger man forward into Juice who cried out in pleasure. The slow rhythm didn't last long. Soon they were slamming into each other, each of Jax's thrusts sending Ope deeper into Juice who seemed to be completely lost in his own world by now. Jax couldn't even imagine how this would feel for Opie, fucking someone and getting fucked hard at the same time sounded almost too good to him. It surely sounded like Ope had a good time. However, Jax knew too well that he wouldn't be able to last with such a hot setup and he could only guess that the same was true for the others. Juice already looked like he was going to blow and he wasn't even jerking his cock – his arms were behind his head. Opie gave him another thrust and just like this the Puerto Rican was coming. Jax couldn't see Juice's cock from his position but the soft shudder of the other member told him everything he needed to know. Apparently the first of them was out. Opie suddenly clenched around his dick, indicated that he too had reached his climax. Jax gave him a few extra hard thrusts and followed suit, spilling himself deep inside his best friend. Opie collapsed on top of Juice, completely spent. Jax took the time to get out of Ope and roll to the side, lying on his back next to the Opie/Juice sandwich. He looked onto the ceiling and waited to for his breath to come back.

"Jesus Christ," he said when he could speak again.

"Pretty good, huh?" said Ope, grinning at him from the side. Juice was just crawling out from beneath him. Opie playfully pulled him back into his arms. "Or what do you say, Juicy?"

"I could have done without getting squashed," Juice said but he seemed happy enough.

Jax snorted. "Yeah, he does that sometimes. Maybe to show he is a least big in some way. Overcompensation and all that."

"I didn't hear any of you complaining when the dick was in you," Ope said.

"That's because we love you and want to spare you feelings," Jax said with a grin.

Juice gingerly got up from the bed and winced. "You okay?" Jax said, while he watched Juice getting dressed again. The Puerto Rican never stuck around after a fuck, something he had found quite endearing in the past. This way, it hadn't felt like cheating on Opie.

"Yes, but I guess I should ride much today," Juice said, after putting his jeans back on. "So, is this going to be a regular thing?"

"Depends," Jax said. "I would suggest the same deal I have with Ope. We fuck when we want to and stay straight the rest of the time. Everybody is free to fuck whoever he wants on the side, no questions asked. Now we are three, it might be a bit more complicated but we should be able to handle it. I don't care if the two of you get busy without me, as long as I don't get cut off completely."

"I can live with this," said Juice.

"Me too," Ope grunted, who looked rather sated and sleepy. Just like Jax, he hadn't made any move to get dressed.

When Juice had pulled on all of his clothes that were in reach, he gave each of them a soft kiss on the lips. "Thanks guys, I always dreamt of something like this."

"It was our pleasure," Jax said.

"I better get back home. I'll pick up the parts and see you guys later."

"Okay, bye," Opie said sleepily and Jax just grunted. Juice opened the door and left.

"Never thought you were such a pervert, Ope," Jax said. He craved a smoke but was too lazy to get up at the same time. "First you are all sweet and tender and the next day you organize a threesome with another guy."

Ope shrugged. "I wanted to know how good Juice is in the sack. After all, you used him as a replacement for me."

"And? What is your verdict?"

"Nice, but I still like you more. Feels a bit like fucking a teenager. Not that there is anything wrong with that."

Jax laughed. "I know what you mean. So we are okay? You are not mad at me for banging him?"

"I have to admit, I was a bit jealous."

"Didn't even notice," Jax said, grinning broadly.

"Shut up. I am over it now. You might be a horny ass but I still love you."

"I love you too, bro."

They lay there for a moment longer before Jax carefully twisted out of Opie's grasp and stood up. "I should get another shower."

Opie looked at him with a sudden hunger. "You want me to join you?"

Jax considered this for a moment and discovered he did.

A/N: And that was it guys, thanks for reading. If I do any further fics, they will be in a separate series (maybe some Jax/Juice). Leave a comment, if you like, and I will see you guys next time.