Offer He Can't Refuse

With Trixie I had played with family boundaries and with Vespera I had shattered them. After some soul searching I had come to the inevitable conclusion that taboos would be falling in the coming days and weeks. Among the Devlin brood, sons and daughters of a lust demon that we were, normality was never going to be an option. I wanted them and I knew they wanted me. I knew right away that Lucian would be the first after my twin. Not only did he need me in a way the others didn’t but perversity ran through his veins as surely as blood. There would be no judgment or guilt here, sexual sin came as natural to him as breathing. But I would ensure this would be sin with a purpose.

When I confided what I was planning with Trixie she was understandably disappointed not to be involved but gave me her whole hearted blessing…with the condition that I bring her gift with me on the trip.

Rubbing one hand across his back and the other slowly up his silky smooth hairless thigh I ask. “May I touch you?”

“Always.” He replies instantly. “But…”

“Shhh.” I motion to the box. “Open it.”

His breath catches as my hand glides from the top of his leg down to his inner thigh…and then up under his long mint green shirt that he is wearing as a nightie. His flawless skin is soft beyond belief and the flesh warm and supple. My hand stops just short of his panties, my fingers but a fraction of an inch away from his balls.

“You don’t want it?” I ask.

“Huh?” He gasps with wide eyed surprised and a warm blush colors his fines cheeks.

“Come on sweetie, open it up.”

“You’re teasing me!” He says even as his legs part a couple of inches. “Don’t be cruel Jacob.”

“I told you that I’m not teasing. Open it.” I give him a brotherly smile. “Please?”

Not wanting to argue with the promise of sin in the air he nods and leans forward to take the box from the table. When he sits back up I wrap the hand at his back all the way around his slender frame to grope his far breast through the cotton shirt. Small, firm, and a wonderfully perky shape he had a damn fine rack on him, one most women would kill for. Yet beneath that the subtle contours of a man’s pec, concealed by his soft bits my brother actually had a fine lithe physique.

“Oh! Jacob!” He melts into me, leaning his weight into my chest. “Your hands feel so good on my body!”

“Your body feels good in my hands. Mmm, you smell good too.” With that I bring my other hand to grasp what I already knew would be a hard erection, I was not wrong. His pecker could cut glass it was so hard. With a firm squeeze I say again. “Open it.”

“Ohhhh!” He sighs. Pulling off the lid he looks down at the narrow leather band in a loop with a clasp on one side and a platinum ring on the other. A design of silver Celtic knots ran around the interior length of it.

Flattening my hand I begin to stroke him in long petting strokes through his thin tight panties. His manhood was as petite as the rest of him. His cock somewhere between four and five slender inches and with a tight little ballsack to match.

“Ohhhhhmmm!” He moans softly.

“Shhh, we don’t want the others hearing.” I whisper. With the door still wide open all it would take is someone wandering by for us to be caught. With his back to the door it would just look like the pair of us were cuddling but his sounds would give it away if he didn’t keep them down. “Do you know what it is?”

“It’s a collar.” He nuzzles into my neck and suckles it softly. “Mmmm. You want to collar me? Mmmm.”

“That’s right.” I say. Sliding my hand up his tummy I tuck it into his panties to start stroking him skin to skin, his dainty cock easily encompassed within my hand. “Mom told me how hard it is for you, not being in a harem or having a human to belong to or beguile. Listen, I know I am no football team but…I was thinking…just until you find that special someone or those special someones…maybe you wouldn’t mind being my boy?”

He pulls back to look me in the eye. His incredulity overwhelming even his lust. “Jacob? You…can’t mean that! Father…”

“Doesn’t need to know.” I complete his sentence for him. “It will be a totally open arrangement of course. I thought maybe it might help and we can have a bit fun too.”

“Jacob!” Emotions well up in him and tears begin to gather at the corner of his eyes. “Oh Jacob…”

“Hold on.” I stop him there. “I am going to need two things from you before I collar you.”

“What? Anything!”

“Calm down sweetie, just listen.” I say. “I need you to show me that you can control yourself. If I understand correctly, due to the taboo of **** and the fact that I am pure human, that I am about the most tempting thing in the world for you. Is that right?”

He nods emphatically as a high mewl escapes his pink lips. “Mmmaaah!”

“Good. If you can be a good boy all weekend long, when it’s just you and me together by ourselves, then I think we can safely say you can handle yourself out there in the real world. So that’s the first condition. If you can be good and not tap into your demon powers all weekend long, no matter how strong the desire gets, then maybe you can be my boy.” My stroking gets quicker. “Don’t worry, we’ll still have plenty of fun. Boys will be boys and bros will be bros after all.”

“I’ll be a good boy!” He huffs in a whispered voice. “I’ll be so good for you Jacob.”

“I know you will.” I kiss him. “I believe in you Lucian.”

“Hohhhmmm!” He struggles to not sing out his bliss. Holding the box in one hand he grips my forearm with the other, rhythmically gripping it in time with my strokes. He breath quickens as he rests his weight against me, his hot breath tickles the hairs on the side of my neck. His hips start to rock with the motion and I feel a little dab of slippery precum wet my fingers. “Ohhhh Jacob.”

“Can you feel my lust?”

“Yes! Ohhh yessss!”

“Good.”

“Mmmmm!” I feel his tail moving, trying to make its way toward his back door like I had seen him do that one time. The way he is arching his back he is trying to find an angle to slip it in.

“No Lucian.” I tell him with a pinch to his small stiff nip. “Not unless I say so.”

“Yes…Jacob…mmmm!” His tail returns to laying along the side of my leg. He sits like this a time, just letting me make him feel good before finally asking. “What…what’s the second condition?”

A wide grin grows across my face. “This one is easy.”

“Name it! Please.”

“First, look me in the eyes Lucian.” My grip gets a bit tighter, my hand strokes a bit faster. I bring my other hand down then dart it back up under his shirt to fondle his perfect little tit and pinch the nipple directly. “Don’t look away.”

“Ohhhh!” His emerald gaze pans up to stare me directly in the eyes. I could feel subtle tugs at my mind and libido as he concentrates on holding back his powers. Even without powers it is an act of will not to ravish him here and now, by Heaven and Hell he was a beautiful man! And at 18 years old he is just barely coming into his prime, in a couple of years he would be on another level still. In a hushed moan he says. “Ohhhh Jacob! I feeeeel it. Your lust is soooo good! Ohhhhhh!”

“You are doing so good sweetie.” I praise his control. “So good.”

“Tell me…tell me what I have to do!” He begs. “Ohhhhhmmmm! I want to be your boy Jacob!”

“All you have to do…is cum for me.” I say, peering deep into his demonic eyes. His cute face flinching and twisting through his pleasure but never once looking away. “That’s it. Cum for me Lucian. Show big brother how good you can cum.”

“Ohhhhhhh Jacob!” His soft lilting voice, kept low to stay quiet, raises in pitch in a whispered song of orgasmic rapture. He bites his lips and lets out a long warbling hum, his green eyes dancing with barely contained energies and his petite peen and nuts throbbing in my hand as he came at my command. I knew what he was feeling was far more than a simple climax as he was also feeding off of me right now, there was something powerful and oh so satisfying for Incubus in the lustful gaze of a human. With a leer of open desire I give him all the lust I had to give. His bliss is exquisite. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!” I slow my strokes to milk him with strong slow all around squeezes up his shaft and over his knob. His hot cum gets all over my hand and I loved the slick warm gooey feel of it against my skin. “Hahhhhhh!”

“Good boy!” I say. “Oh my goodness you sexy thing. You’re cumming so good for me. You look so fucking hot when you cum, oh my God.”

“Hnngh! Hnngh!” He trembles and struggles to maintain eye contact as I rub the seed from him through one heck of an orgasm, but to his credit his gaze never wavers and before long I feel his body relax and his hard pulsing dick slow. One last big shudder runs through him and he is left panting. “Oh my…wow. I never thought you would…ohhhhhh wow.”

“Atta boy. You did so good!” I kiss him again, long and deep, and he returns it with equal passion. Our lips smack as they part. “All done?”

He nods, still looking at me with disbelief at what I had just done. He looks down to my crotch and licks his lips. “Let me…”

With a teasing grin I shake my head. “No. There will be time for that later. You need to go get cleaned up and ready to go.”

“Go?”

“To Ohio of course.”

He looks down at the shape of my hand under his shirt on his titty then back up to me with the biggest happiest smile I’d ever seen on him. After one last loving squeeze of his cute peen I pull my hand from his panties and wipe it off on the inside of his shirt. “You’re serious. You’re actually serious.” He says. “We’re going right now?”

“Right now. I’m already packed.” I say. “Trix will tell the others when we’re safely on the road. We’ll take your car if that’s okay, I’m not sure about the charging stations between here and there.”

“Yeah. Sure.” He takes a deep breath. “Whoo!” He looks back down at the box still gripped in his hand. “I want you to put it on me, when it’s time. That’s how it has to be done.”

“Of course. When it’s time. It won’t be easy though, I am going to test you.”

“I understand. Thank you Jacob. I hope…I’m strong enough.”

“You’ll do fine. I look forward to putting it on you.”

“And…I can do anything…as long I don’t use my powers? As long as I’m good?”

“That’s right. I’m not after a **** here, I just want to help you with your discipline and help you through this time of your life. I still want you to be yourself. You may become my boy but you are still your own man.”

He suddenly lifts his shirt where I had wiped my hand and smears his jizz right across my face. “HA! You’ll regret that decision.” With that he bolts from my lap, slipping from my arms before I can get a hold of him. Given the achingly stiff tent in my pants I wasn’t about to go running after him either.

“You little son of a…”

“Hey! Careful what you call Mum!” He calls back over his shoulder as he prances and laughs his way out of the room. “Give me 10 minutes!”

I wipe my face of Lucian’s still warm sweet smelling seed and wonder if he might be right that I would live to regret this. A demon I could possibly handle, but an insolent brat might just be my undoing!