I'm laughing myself silly.  If Bruiser weren't so young I would call him a ditz or worse.  One of the hens was following him around. When he would get up on the roost to 'watch over' the gals, that hen followed him up there.  She sidled up next to him, stuck her next under his chest and was rubbing him.. then stuck her head between his legs..  Backed up a bit, pecked him on the top of the head and started all over again.. Followed him down and back up a few times repeating the process... he wasn't catching on.  So far, he's managed to herd them, keep an eye on the other rooster.. show his girls that cherry tomatoes were food by picking them up and dropping them closer to the girls.  But, other than his one fling when I actually put one out  on the ground yesterday, he's not catching on very well. HA ha ha ha ha.