The Inheritance | Part 1 of 2 |

Life with a family that has always viewed you as the black sheep wasn’t easy, which is why I left the second I turned eighteen. I’ve only been back to my hometown twice since my exodus. Both times were for the passing of my father and grandfather. Once again, I found myself going back. This time it was for the death of my mother. She had been sick for years and when I heard that she had died, I wouldn’t help but feel a sense of relief for her. There was no more pain, no more suffering.

The thought of going back preyed on me but Joel and Linus assured me that I would be alright. The three of us were a unit for about eight years at that point. They had heard all of the stories about my family. How I was essentially the outsider, the late bloomer, the only blood member of the coven whose magic hadn’t developed until I was a teenager.

“If anybody gives you shit I’ll fucking drain them,” Joel assured me.

We were all in the car. Linus was driving, I was on the passenger’s side, and he was brooding in the backseat. Not stereotypically tall, Joel was short for a vampire. He was only five foot eight but that didn’t detract from his sex appeal. He had a chiseled body, broad shoulders, and a dangerous heir about him that could intimidate the manliest of men.

“Thanks,” I grinned, “but please don’t. I don’t want anybody from the coven coming after us.”

The Abernathy coven was a group of witches and warlocks that my great grandfather started over a hundred years ago. All the members were made up of my family and any other clan whose child married into ours. The coven was notorious within the magical community for being intensely vindictive. The wrongs from outsiders placed against any within our circle meant instant war. Blood would be shed until justice was served. We were seen as the magical equivalent of the mafia.

Joel snorted. “I could handle them. You know how many witches I’ve fucked up in my time?”

“No violence!”

“Oh, come on!”

“None!” I pressed. “I’m serious, Joel. That means no decapitations, castrations, or eviscerations!”

The vampire scoffed and readjusted his sunglasses. “Spoil sport.”

“And you,” I said to Linus, “do your best not to fuck every guy in town.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?”

Telling an incubus to live like a monk was like trying to get a lion to not pounce at the sight of meat. It was Linus’ natural inclination to get as much sex as he could. Now I know what you’re thinking, in a rural area like this there aren’t many gay guys to go around. At least, not many out of the closet but I’ve seen Linus seduce many a straight man before. Incubi have this unholy ability to get anybody they fancy into bed. Not that he needed to use his supernatural abilities all the time. Linus was a blonde, barrel-chested guy that had hair in all the right places and had the bluest eyes that I had ever seen that was offset by his naturally mischievous-like smile that appeared whenever sex was on his mind.

“I’m serious,” I told him. “No sex with the townspeople and especially not with any of my relatives. Have some sense of dignity.”

That last sentence was pointless. When it came to the realm of the carnal, Linus didn’t have any.

“What if some hard bodied straight boy comes along?”

“What did I say?”

He clenched his hands hard about the steering wheel and set his jaw.

“Fine,” he said at last, smirking, “but the both of you are gonna have to fuck me on demand.”

I couldn’t help but smile at the thought and a deep seductive rumble came from Joel’s throat. Though he was a large and masculine guy, Linus almost never used his cock. He was designed to be a bottom in every sense of the word. He was blessed with a large cock that was seen by some as a total waste. I knew plenty of guys that would pay good money to have a cock like his up their asses. Both me and Joel were tops and enjoy trying to satisfy our hungry, insatiable companion whenever need be. I had tried bottoming back in college and discovered that it did absolutely nothing for me. I don’t think Joel had ever bothered to experiment with it. In all of his one hundred and thirty-three years, I don’t believe he’s ever given his hole to another man. I’ve seen him fuck many a guy and he loves completely dominating his conquests physically and mentally. When it comes to me, he’s very tender and gentle though all we do is engage in swordplay. After a while, stroking and sucking each other’s cocks loses its luster and we’re back on the prowl for a hole.

My sister, Epiphany, was out on the veranda talking to our cousin and another guy I had never seen before when we reached my parents’ house. As we got out of the car, our relation shot me a disapproving glare. Joel growled.

“Remember what I told you,” I whispered. “No murders.”

“Sean!” My sister came down from the porch and hugged me, smelling of lavender and frankincense. This took me a bit by surprise since as a girl she always reeked of baby powder. I wrapped my arms about her and held her tightly. Her face was red and her eyes bloodshot. She had been crying. The strange guy she had been talking to walked over.

“Mom left instructions to be cremated,” Epiphany said after recomposing herself. “I wanted to wait for you before I did anything. Oh, Sean, this is Terrence. He was mom’s nurse for the last three months.”

Terrence smiled and extended a hand that I shook. He was wearing short sleeved turquoise scrubs that accented his muscular biceps. His head full of auburn hair was a perfect contrast to his clear, smooth alabaster skin. His handshake was firm and confident, making my dick stir a bit. This guy was walking, breathing sex.

I nodded. “Nice to meet you. Piph, you remember Joel and Linus?”

My sister wiped her eyes and smiled at them. “Of course. It’s great to see you both again.”

Before either could give their condolences, our cousin, Ryan, smugly interrupted. “Epiphany, may I remind you that the lawyer is going to want to know what time he can come over tomorrow?”

Joel growled again.

“Why’s mom’s lawyer coming?” I asked my sister.

“He’s coming to read the will,” Ryan bluntly interjected.

I raised an eyebrow and something in the pit of my stomach began to burn. Our cousin, Ryan, was the definition of a snake. I knew that this was his idea. Only he could come up with something this callous and uncaring. Our mother had been dead less than a week and already he had inserted himself. Who the hell did he think he was? I wanted to go off and chew him out but what would that accomplish?

I just looked at him and plastered a smile on my face that was pure passive aggressiveness. “You’re not in the will,” I said.

It was the truth. He wasn’t. Or, at least, I thought he wasn’t. Why would he be? Our mother had never been crazy about him, despite that she had been close with his. His mother, our Aunt Carol, had died just last year. My mom had always taken a liking to her. She stood by her through all the crap she endured from my uncle. All the drama and affairs they both took part in I’m sure didn’t make things any better. My aunt was prone to depression but had gotten better since her husband’s death. I suppose his heart attack was a blessing for her. It shocked all of us when my mom found her dead in a bathtub from an apparent suicide. To this day, we still couldn’t believe it.

My cousin smugly stepped off the porch and condescendingly examined both Joel and Linus. “You just had to bring the abomination squad, didn’t you?”

Joel snarled drawing his fangs. Linus, always the pacifist, quickly put an arm around him. “Easy. Easy!”

“Nice to see you too, Ry,” I smiled insincerely.

That night I was back in my old room, comfortably under the covers skimming through an old Nancy Drew when Joel barged in and flopped himself across the bed. He had a lit cigarette between his lips despite the fact of being informed that there was no smoking in the house. I decided to ignore it.

“Your cousin’s a fucking prick,” he said. “For the record, it took everything in me not to charge across the yard and rip his fucking spleen out.”

I grinned, happy that somebody had my back. Almost nobody did when I was a kid.

“Well, I appreciate that you didn’t,” I said. “Ryan could’ve hurt you badly.”

Joel snorted. “Bullshit! I’ve gone up against magicians that make that little shit look like nothing.”

Perhaps he was right. All I knew was that my cousin was one of the most skilled and powerful warlocks in my generation of the Abernathy coven. Ryan had developed magical skill at only six months, which was astonishing compared to the average age of three years. He was magically gifted but was cold and calculating. It wasn’t a good combination and it scared many within the coven.

“What is it with everybody around here kissing his ass?” Joel asked. “He’s nothing!”

“My Uncle Robert was my dad’s older brother and leader of the coven,” I explained. “Ryan was his only kid so when my uncle died, he naturally inherited the position.”

The vamp shook his head. “You should be the leader of the coven.”

“My dad was my grandfather’s second child. It goes from oldest child to oldest child.”

Joel sighed. “So what do you think about that dude, Terrence?”

“He’s cute,” I shrugged.

It was the understatement of the year but I didn’t want my friend to know that I wanted him. Joel could be intensely competitive at times, even with his comrades.

“How much longer is he gonna be here?”

I knew where this was going but I played dumb. “Piph says he’s leaving at the end of the week. Why?”

Joel rolled onto his back, putting his hands behind his head. “Because the minute we get done with all this death business, I’m gonna fuck the shit outta that nurse.”

I couldn’t help but laugh a bit. It was typical Joel, blunt, honest, and brutal. “He probably doesn’t even play for our team.”

“He will once I get done with him.”

“Are you two talking about that hot ass nurse?” Linus ambled in, shutting and locking the door behind him. He was dressed in nothing but a crimson silk robe that he had left open, revealing the beauty of his naked body underneath. “That dude has got me in a tizzy.”

“Joel has already called first dibs.”

Linus’ ears perked up. “Oh, so he can fuck anything that walks but I can’t?”

“Hey!” the vampire cut in, “Sean said I couldn’t fuck anybody up which, by the way, is a promise I’ve kept! He put you on celibacy watch, not me!”

Annoyed, Linus snatched the Nancy Drew out of my hands and grabbed my throat. His face was now millimeters away from mine and I could smell the peppermint mouthwash on his breath.

“Fuck me,” he demanded softly.

I felt his other hand travel down my body and then shove itself into my boxers. Stroking my cock with vigor, he kissed me.

“Fuck me,” he repeated. “You owe me!”

Grinning from ear to ear, Joel removed his shirt and watched as Linus took my dick in his mouth. I moaned as he sucked me with a ruthless vigor. He attacked my cock; rolling his tongue about the head and gently tugging at my balls. Joel grabbed my face and soon our tongues were in a sultry dance. The kiss was hungry, fast, hard, and searing. His hand unbuttoned my pajamas and Linus switched off the lamp. In the darkness, we kissed and sucked. Such actions were a mere appetizer to the smorgasbord of lust.

The incubus whimpered as Joel prepared his hole for me. The vampire soon tired of fingering and without warning buried his face in the bubbly ass before him. Linus, face down and spread eagle on the bed, gripped the sheets. A guttural animal noise emanated from him that filled the whole house. Joel’s tongue had awakened the beast. The only thing now was that he had to be fed. I grabbed the bottle of lube from a drawer and applied it to my throbbing erection. The incubus trembled a little when I mounted him. I entered slowly and my eyes rolled back in their sockets. His hole was so warm and welcoming. I laid on top of him and wrapped an arm around his chest. My hips began to pump and bit by bit my stride quickened.

“That’s it! That’s it!” Linus’ pleading voice came from beneath me, an octave or so higher than usual. He was in absolute paradise. A dick in his ass always took the base from his voice. “Give it to me! Fucking give it to me!”

“You sure? Do you want me to stop?”

“NO! Please, sir! Fuck me! Fuck me harder!” Linus barked. “I want you to tear this hole up and plant your fucking sperm in me!”

“Do it,” Joel jeered, “but make him beg first.”

The orange glow of the street light filtered through the blinds, making a zebra effect on the wall. In it I could see Joel smirking. His hard naked body kneeling on the bed and stroking his cock. Whatever group sex we had, he always let me or whomever else fuck first. He loved getting sloppy seconds or thirds or fourths or fifths, sixths, sevenths…

“Come on!” the incubus demanded. “Fuck my ass! FUCK ME! That’s it!”

I pounded with everything in me. A gasp came from him and I smirked. My cock hit his prostate just so causing him to spasm a little. I could feel my own climax start to build.

“Sure you don’t want me to stop?”

“No!”

“Are you certain?” I laughed. “You don’t seem able to handle this dick.”

“Keep that dick in me!” Linus pleaded. “Oh shit! I want your load!”

“Nah! You don’t deserve it.”

“I want it!”

“You sure?”

“Yes!”

“Are you absolutely sure? Cause I can give it to somebody else.”

“Fucking shoot it in me!”

He didn’t have to ask twice. Though it was expected, the intensity of it wasn’t. I had an out of body experience for a moment and when I returned back to earth I was collapsed atop Linus, breathless and satisfied.

“Fuck! That was hot!” Joel shoved my fatigued body aside and quickly swallowed my dick. I shuddered as he sucked me, for my orgasm left me extra sensitive.

The vampire smiled and licked his lips. “You fuckers taste awesome!”

Grabbing Linus, he flipped him onto his back. Joel pushed himself inside and immediately started fucking at vamp speed. His hips were a blur as he annihilated the incubus with jackhammer force. “You already know I won’t be as delicate as Seany-boy.”

And he wasn’t… All the begging and trash talk the incubus had done with me; he didn’t have the opportunity with Joel. Linus growled and moaned and took what the vampire gave him with eager delight. Now it was my turn to start jerking off. The thought of the vampire churning my sperm made me hard again. It wasn’t long before more of the white stuff came shooting all over my neck and chest. My body went limp once more. I sighed and smiled. Gradually, I drifted into a blissful unconsciousness as I felt the hungry tongues of my companions lick the ejaculate from my chest.