Chapter 8: The Two Alex's

"What the fuck?" Tig asked himself as a teenage girl puked on his boots. The fine Italian leather was ruined by vomit.

"Sorry" she mumbled out as Tig kicked her off of his legs. The curly headed man grabbed a bottle from the nearest teen boy and took a large swig. "The hell is going on here" he yelled. Sadly he was drowned out by the extremely loud rock music. The clubhouse was in complete disarray, kids were passing out on the bar, the smell of weed and alcohol stung the noses of everyone in the room, and some of the SAMCRO artifacts were being desecrated. "This… I… no fucking way. I'm gonna kill that kid"

"I've helped you get away with a lot of shit, horrible shit Clay, but this, are you absolutely insane?"

"You've been a cop for a long time Wayne." Clay Morrow threw the rest of his cigar onto the stone, and crushed it with his foot. The ashes slowly burned away as his boots crumpled them. "You have friends in Lodi, right?"

"Friends?" Unser laughed "Friends? Yeah, but they aren't my fuck buddies Clay, I can't get into a goddamn evidence locker that isn't even in my precinct, or town"

"So your going to just turn your back on us in our time of need, chief?"

"I ain't turning my back on nobody." The aging man claimed "I'd never turned my front to you, I ain't in your payroll Clay. I don't have an obligation to do anything for you."

Clay laughed, standing up from the couch and looking at Unser face to face. Clay was much taller than Wayne, and towered over him easily. "Maybe that cancer is messing with your brain too. I don't think you understand, Wayne, if we don't get into that locker, I'll have you dragged out to sea and put you in Davy Jones's."

"Calm the fuck down Clay" He stated "Look, I got friends, but we ain't that close." Unser shifted from one foot to the other, nervously biting his lip. "Maybe, just maybe, I can get you into Lodi PD."

"Maybe?" Clay's eyebrow rose.

"There's a small possibility, very small, that you guys get caught, of course that wouldn't happen right, with huge fucking biker boots stomping through a precinct." He scratched his balding head. "And in that case, you guys go away for gun running and I go away for aiding and abetting evidence tampering."

"That sounds like a wonderful ass plan." The SOA President said proudly. "Put it in motion by Friday. Don't pussy out on us."

Clay opened the door to Unser's trailer, where they always had their private discussions, and walked back to his bike. He strapped on his helmet as he sat down on his Harley. The phone on his belt let out an earshattering scream of a ring, and he pulled it off his belt.

"Hello… What do you mean party… Right now… you've got to be fucking with me… I'll be there soon…"

"Fuck Luann" Gemma said softly "I didn't even know a bitch could bend like that."

"Yep, you'll learn plenty on this studio" Luann, Big Otto's wife, was the local porn queen. She was the largest producer of erotic videos and sex tapes in the Charming area. She was also a former star herself, with large breasts that were made(Literally) to be used in porn.

"Do you have that stuff for me?" Gemma asked her friend.

"Yeah" Luann pulled a prescription bottle from her purse and handed it to her. "You sure Clay's gonna be happy with you giving this to him."

Gemma smirked "That man would be happy with anything that gave him a hard on." She looked over the title on the bottle, Viagra.

"I couldn't believe it when you asked me for that." Luann unlocked her car to give Gemma a ride home.

"Well, Clay's in that state where he's unwilling to accept his age." Gemma laughed slightly "And if I can tell you the truth, he's been sort of weak in the department we're talking about."

Luann's mouth flew wide open with laughter as she joined Gemma in her giggles. "Oh my god" She turned the keys and started the car. "How does Jax feel about this?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Jax, your son."

"He doesn't know about me and Clay"

"What, why?" Luann said "You need to tell him, it's important."

"His father just died a few years ago" Gemma said "And you want me to tell him that his dad's best friend is fucking his mother now?"

"Honey" Luann said soothingly "It's better he hear it from you, than for him to find out himself, he'll feel betrayed" She started moving the car and pulled out of the lot. "If he really cares about you, he'll understand."

Gemma looked out the window as the buildings rolled by. "Fuck" She stated as she leaned back.

"Why are there ten shitloads of minors in the clubhouse?"

Opie was at a loss. "Tig, honestly, I was just…" Opie looked at the ruffled bedsheets behind him and the closed door to the bathroom where Jessica was hiding. "Thinking about getting my dick sucked, so… I never thought it would get this out of control."

"Well if you were only worried about the quality of your blowjob" Tig laughed "That makes everything better."

"Man I'm sorry…"

"You could get your patch stripped for this." Tig said. "We'd need a unanimous decision to get rid of Jax, but you, Opie man, your still a prospect, and you fucked up bad."

"I just…"

"Stop talking," Tig snapped. "You see this patch here" he pointed to his Seargent at Arms patch. "That means I'm in charge of discipline, and you and Jax are going to pay for this. You clear everyone out of here, I don't care how, I'm going to deal with your partner in crime."

Tig slammed the door behind him as Opie walked out, they both walked through the hall, Opie went to the bar room, and Tig down the hall to the other extra room. "Jax!" he yelled, "Open the door, now"

Jax could hear yelling as Alex went down on him. "Fuck" He stammered as she pushed her lips hard onto his member.

"Jax!" he heard a muffled voice from outside the door.

"Ah damn it" Jax tapped Alex on the shoulder and she shook her head, not wanting to give him up. She sucked even harder. "Alex come on"

Tig was hit with confusion. Nobody called him Alex anymore. Was Jax telling him to come in? He didn't care, he opened up the door anyway. Tig was hit with the sight of Jax, fully nude, with another party goer. "What the?"

Alex was so startled at the sight of Tig bursting in, she bit her teeth down, hard.

"FUCK!" Jax yelled out in pain, he pulled his long member out off Alex's mouth. "Oh my god" Jax cried out. Tig looked on in shock, unsure wether to laugh or cry for his brother.

"Don't just fucking stare at me asshole, my dick is bleeding!" he screamed at Tig.

Short chapter again, I know, sorry. This was really setting the stage for what's to come in the next few chapters, big shit going on. I'm still developing the rest of the plot in my head. Plus I've been promising new chapters to the followers of my The Last Of Us story, Growing Up is Hard Especially in the Apocalypse, check it out if you like video games. I'll get back to you guys soon.