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Chapter 600 Eric's Very Bad Morning

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Jax looked up from the bike he was checking the tires on to see Tig kicking the shit out of some naked guy.

"Let's go," Jax said. Chibs, Sack, Juice Bobby, Happy and Opie followed him without question. Clay was talking to Piney when he looked up in time to see the guys heading out to the parking lot. He trailed along to see what needed so many mechanics to sort out and then he saw the naked guy Tig was kicking and his interest was really aroused.

"Fucking pervert," Tig said as he aimed another kick at Eric who was curled in a sweat, slicked ball whimpering.

"What the hell?" Jax demanded, hoping Tig had a good reason for the violence, but since the guy was naked, he suspected Tig was on solid beat down ground. What could this guy have been doing that caused Tig to call him a pervert though? Tig was pretty broad minded about sex stuff.

"He was having a private party," Tig explained.

"This is a family business," Clay said. "We can't have naked perverts here. Get dressed and get the hell out." Clay turned to Sack. "Get the keys so we can get this piece of shit out of here." Sack jogged over to Piney to get the car keys.

A bloody, bruised and battered Eric tried to catch Jax's eye as he used the open car door to pull himself to his feet. At the sight of his limp dick still encased in the condom, the men burst into laughter.

By the time Eric wriggled into his clothes, Sack returned with the key to his Ford Fiesta and dropped it into Eric's out stretched hand

"Don't come back," Clay ordered. "You're banned for life."

"Let's go Jax," Eric whispered sadly looking at his Fiesta. There would be no oil change or parts handling today.

Jax had made great strides on his impulse control issues, but Eric's words snapped his self-control instantly. He reacted without thought punching Eric in the face.

"I'm not going anywhere with you." Jax spit in Eric's face. It was the ultimate sign of MC disrespect. The spit landed on Eric's bottom lip. His tongue darted out and licked it off, a strange almost dreamy expression came over his face.

The Sons made exclamations of disgust. Jax noticed even the normally calm Happy had a reaction. His eyes widened almost imperceptibly and the muscle in his left cheek twitched. For Happy, this was a big emotional display.

"It's my car's name," Eric said tearfully, rubbing his jaw where Jax landed the punch.

"Get the hell out of here," Jax said looking at Eric with undisguised disgust. He didn't believe for a second the car's name was a coincidence. He felt dirty and not in a fun, sexually adventurous way.

The men watched as Eric drove away from TM. They turned as a group and filed back to the garage.

"What the hell was that guy doing in the car?" Happy surprised Jax by asking the question on all their minds.

"It was weird and you really don't want to know," Tig said shaking his head as though trying to clear the image from his mind, "and then he started giving himself a blowjob."

"Hand job?" Opie asked seeking clarification.

"Blow," Tig repeated mimicking a sucking motion with his mouth.

The men laughed at the image. There had been various sex acts on the grounds at TM, but not like that.

"How long did you watch?" Juice asked. Everyone turned to look at Tig.

"Too long," Tig said with a shudder.

"It was weird before?" Chibs asked.

"Yeah," Tig said, clearly traumatized by the experience.

"You kept watching," Juice persisted.

"Yeah, so what if I did?" Tig said defensively. "I was in shock. It took me a minute to recover."

"You got a pretty high bar for perversion," Jax pointed out. "So exactly what was it?"

Tig shook his head his auburn curls swaying delicately against his cheek. Jax knew for a fact those curls of Tig's were a result of a perm that he gave himself. One evening, he'd stopped by Tig's and found him with the perm rods in his hair.

"You don't want to know believe me. He was moaning your name though. Oh, Jax, baby, yeah that's what I like. You know just what I need," Tig mimicked Eric.

Everyone except Jax laughed. He knew that he was going to be a long time before the guys let him forget this.

"Maybe he's a mechaphile," Juice suggested.

"Someone who loves mechanics?" Bobby asked.

"No, it's someone who sexually desires cars," Juice explained.

"Does anyone want to know how he knows that?" Chibs asked.

"No!" all the men including Clay shouted in unison.

"It's perfectly innocent," Juice protested. "I was watching this documentary on sexual fetishes and this guy was in love with his car."

Jax could see Tig think that over and he wondered if Tig was going to get very close with his pick-up tonight. Anyone open to sex with dead girls and livestock might find car sex too tame, but what the hell kind of sex was that guy doing that left Tig shaken? Maybe it was better not to know.

"I should have hit the guy," Happy said wistfully.

"Naming a car after Jax is just strange. There's no way it's a coincidence, right?" Juice asked.

"I think someone has a crush," Opie teased Jax.

"Thanks, bro," Jax said.

"It isn't Jax's fault that he's irresistible. It's that pretty face of his," Bobby said.

"Back to work," Clay growled.

Jax returned to the bike he was working on. It had been a nice diversion to think of something other than Tara.

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Author's Note: Eric's activity was inspired by a scene in the first Inbetweeners movie. I didn't have a shocking scene for Tig to see and then I thought about it and remembered another movie I'd watched, so the next chapter will reveal what Eric was doing that freaked out Tig.

I think it's important to not take fanfic too seriously and to have fun with it.