It’s been an interesting week. Meeting Candy was my favourite part. But becoming the leader of a local biker gang was not bad either. Candy and I have been fucking like bunnies ever since we first made love. I have been in more fights this week than in the last four years. I missed it.
I was an enforcer for a biker gang before I decided to go to university. I was unfortunately in a rival gang’s city, so I had to lose my colours. But as irony would have it. I got into a fight in the local bar, where they hung. I crushed their leader and his boys. But to add to the fact, since I had done it in a fight for the attention of his woman, and he lost, I was now their boss. Candy was now mine.
I was happy to get a little attention from a cute girl, but when I learned of her sad story, well, I could not use her. However it did not take long before we fell in love. There was a little disagreement when I told the gang that Candy was now only mine. She had been their fuck toy for the last four months. Well after a quiet discussion, they came to agree with me. Of course the police and paramedics had to be called in to clean up.
More than half the gang is now in the hospital recovering from their fight with me. I am waiting for them to get out so I can call a meeting. But at least Candy is keeping me busy while I wait.
We had returned to the bar a few days after the brawl. The clean up was going well, but there was severe damage to the bar, and some of the bar staff. I talked with the owner. He told me he had enough money to clean up, but since most of his clientele was now in the hospital, he needed new customers, or he may have to close.
Normally I would not have cared, but under the circumstances, I had to save the dump. After all, how could I lead a gang if we had nowhere to meet? I learned from Candy that Snake had already wasted all the money the gang had, and since they no longer had a racket, they were broke. Then she mentioned an interesting tidbit. Snake had not told anybody, but the Outlaws had revoked the local membership.
In a serious tone I said: “Things just get better and better don’t they.” Candy was not looking at my face as I spoke and missed my smile.
She softly said: “I am sorry to be the bearer of bad news.” She saw my smile. “Why are you smiling Vinny?”
I replied: “Are any of the guys going to get upset if I was to announce what we know to them?”
She replied affirmatively: “They’d fucking snap.” She thought for a second, “Mind you, since Snake was the one to get us to join the Outlaws, it may not be as bad. After all with the death of the drug trade, the Outlaws from upstate, and the guys that were loyal to them, also left.” She smiled: “But they would be pissed at Snake.”
I looked deeply into her soft eyes: “Do you think any of them would defy me if I was to disband the gang? Then offer membership into a new one.”
Candy was a little surprised, she replied with uncertainty: “They would be a little upset, but, if you put it right they may go for it.”
I smiled as I said: “Candy, how would you like to be the first member of my new biker gang?”
She giggled as she said: “I would have to see your benefit plan.” She took on a more serious expression as she said: “This is all nice, but where are we going to get the capital, and how are we going to get this to happen?”
I smiled, held her close and said: “I would not worry about the money. I have a little put aside. After all, you don’t get to be a respectable Enforcer if you’re broke.”
She smiled and said: “How much are we taking here?”
I looked at her and said: “I spent a sizable amount going to university, but my accountant told me I have about a half million left.” Candy smiled. “I did not like drugs, but I was an enforcer, so I had to have something. I ran guns for the Wheelers. Actually, I still do, or should I say, my boys do. I have let them keep the money, in a general trust fund. We were planning to go legit and start a company together after I was done here.”
Candy was surprised and said: “Are your guys loyal to the Wheelers, or are they loyal to you?”
I smiled and said: “They’re my boys; they will listen to me only. I can trust then.”
She looked at me and in a serious tone said: “We have the money; we have the guns; now how do we get the manpower?”
I hugged her close and said softly: “I am hoping to get a dozen boys here, but I can call in friends if need be. They could be here tomorrow night.”
Candy moved back a little and said: “I may be able to get you a dozen guys from here.” She sighed. “But I may need to fuck a few to seal the deal.” She looked at me with pleading eyes. I held her closer.
I replied sweetly: “That’s more than I want to pay. Let’s see how many we can get without using your body as a bargaining chip.”
We headed out on my Harley. We started with those who she thought may do it out of pride. We were lucky, we got the first six, no issues, just a promise of power in the new gang, and a warning that if I fucked them like Snake I was dead. The next four joined with a little palm greasing. Not ideal, but good enough for now. We had ten guys, not bad. But our luck ended there. The next nine would not do it for anything less than Candy.
Candy only had one guy left; he was ‘Special’ as Candy put it. She did not know what he’d want, but she told me he was strong, he may be able to get us a few more guys. His name was Max. He was nearly fifty, but he was still in shape. He was bald, with a medium build. I saw him; I thought to myself, he’s not going to be worth the effort. We followed him into his living room. Something about how he moved caught my eye. He was very graceful, fluid even.
The house did not fit the info I had on him from Candy. It was neat and tidy. Very open, and he had a dozen bonsai trees. I sat and motioned us to sit in front of him. I sat, Candy was about to speak, when Max motioned her to stop. He looked at me and said: “What is your name?”
I replied: “I am Vinny.”
He smiled and said: “You want my help, don’t you?”
I softly said: “No, I want your aide. I don’t want you to help me, I want you to pledge your loyalty to me, and I want you to be a part of something big.”
He sized me up and said: “That is a bold statement, what do you offer in return?”
Candy was about to speak, I stopped her and said: “You are not a normal biker. You don’t want power, you don’t want money. What do you want?”
