Free Dying Assassin by Joyee Flynn

Luc's shoulder and totally getting into it.
    "Oh isn't this precious?" a voice said from behind us. Turning around I saw it was Frank, the asshole who had pissed Dean off so bad at Molly's Bar. "And they've added a new fag into their midst."
    "Fuck off, Frank," Dean growled, pushing Ethan behind him as I moved in front of Ryder and Luc. "We're here for the auction, not to cause trouble."
    "So do you pick weak little men who remind you of women so you don't feel quite so gay?" Frank smirked, gesturing to Ryder and Ethan. I saw we were drawing a crowd, including some of Frank's buddies.
    "Fuck you, I'm twice the man you are," Ryder spat, ducking under my arm and advancing on Frank. "You couldn't take me in a fight on your best day, douche bag."
    "Yeah, right. I take a swing at you and I have big and bigger all over my ass." Frank laughed, gesturing to me and Dean.
    "Let it go, Ryder," I said, reaching for him.
    "No! I've had it with this bigot and his bullshit," Ryder growled, turning back to me. "We shouldn't have to put up with this when we go out. I want it to stop."
    "Okay, baby. I'll back your play," I replied, frowning.
    "Thank you," he said, his features softening before facing Frank. "Fine, just you and me. I win, you leave us alone from now on. You see us on the street, you walk the other way, got me?"
    "And when I win?" Frank asked, crossing his arms over his chest as he sneered at Ryder.
    "You get to kick my ass without any repercussions." Ryder shrugged, glancing back at me.
    "You'll honor that?" Frank asked me, raising an eyebrow.
    "Yeah, we will," I answered, reaching out to lay a hand on Dean's arm. "Your guys stay out of it and so will we."
    "This is going to be fun." Frank chuckled, pushing up the sleeves of his shirt and bunching his hands into fists. Everyone took a few steps back, giving the men room for an old-fashioned rumble. Ryder hopped up a few times, shaking out his arms before getting into a fighting stance.
    Frank struck out first, Ryder easily dodging the blow. He swung three more times; each time Ryder was able to duck and move out of the way of the blow. Then Ryder had his opening, giving Frank a hard right hook. The large man landed on his ass, blood flying from his nose all over the ground.
    "We done?" Ryder asked, standing over Frank with his hands on his hips.
    "No way, one lucky punch doesn't constitute a win," Frank answered, standing back up.
    "Lucky punch, huh?" Ryder replied before giving Frank a beautiful one, two combo. Frank was out before he hit the ground, crumpling into a heap.
    "Did you see that, Deputy?" One of Frank's buddies called out to someone behind us. Glancing over my shoulder, I winced when I saw Deputy Wilcowski making his way over to us. "The little fag assaulted Frank!"
    "I don't see any fags here," the deputy replied, giving Ryder a wink. "All I see is upstanding members of our community enjoying themselves. Plus, I'm off duty."
    "Sorry," Ryder said to him, fidgeting as if he'd been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
    "About what? I didn't see shit." Deputy Wilcowski chuckled and pated Ryder on the shoulder. Ryder laughed as the deputy kept walking, stepping over Frank as he went.
    "Life with you guys is never going to be boring, is it?" Ethan asked, wrapping his arm around mine. "I'm not going to be a boring accountant for much longer."
    "Ethan, you may be a lot of things, but I doubt boring is one of them," I said, gazing down at him. He flashed me a wide smile that seemed to go straight to my cock. Trying not to over-think it and just go with it, I leaned down and gave him a quick kiss. Ethan gasped, then kissed me back. I wanted to take it further, but right now wasn't the place for it.
    "Wow," Ethan whispered when we parted, expressing what I was feeling. I wrapped my arm over his shoulders as we turned back to my men, who were all smiles.
    "Back to picking out horses." Luc chuckled, pointed to the reviewing pen. "I found a few others that we should bid on.