A Nice Drive

With Lucian happily nuzzling and kissing my softening manhood as he coos joyful little noises I continue Westward toward the city of Columbus. We still had a long trip in front of us and, since I just “won” our little contest, I would be doing the driving. But that was cool. After one of the best nuts of my life I was relaxed, feeling good, and ready for the hours ahead. The Porsche purrs along, gobbling up the miles swiftly and smoothly as I pet my brother’s soft hair.

Eventually Lucian gives my dick one last smooch and tucks it away, even doing me the courtesy of getting my pants back on correctly and buckling my belt, before returning to his seat grinning like the cat who ate the canary.

“You really enjoyed that, didn’t you?” I ask.

“Yep.” He chuckles. “You have no idea.” Looking down at his crotch he says. “I’m…just going to crawl in the back and change my panties.”

“You didn’t.”

“I did.” He says with a playful grimace. “I can’t help it. Your lust just makes me cum. Admittedly…I cum pretty easy. He he he. Good thing I wasn’t the one on the timer.” He winks. “I never would have made it. I didn’t even touch myself and you made me cream my panties.” He looks up with a naughty smirk. “Want to see? Want me to eat it?”

I laugh. “I’m good. Go get changed.”

He kisses my cheek then slips between the seats into the back. After a couple minutes of rustling behind me he is back again and buckling in. What follows is a wonderful couple of hours as we just talk, joke around, and generally grow even closer together. I had been so right to fuck around with him next. There was none of the awkwardness or guilt there might have been with the others. We had messed around, had some fun, he got to taste my lust and I got a hell of a beej. There was no post-nut weirdness, he was happy and so was I. In fact, I felt great! We were certainly building a more intimate bond and the sexual energy between us had skyrocketed but nothing had fundamentally changed between us, only gotten better. While Trixie and I were as close as siblings could be I hadn’t had that sort of relationship with my little brother. Lucian had always been a Mama’s boy and he’d always been passionate about his hobbies, few of which I had any interest in. We loved each other of course and got on fine but just hanging out together like this wasn’t something that happened often so getting to do so now felt pretty damn special.

The glow of evening gives way to a crystal clear night. We were in a heavily wooded region of central Pennsylvania with hours still to go when the conversation ebbs and Lucian begins to yawn and show signs of being tired.

“You can sleep if you want.” I tell him. “I don’t mind.”

He smiles. “That’s okay. I’m fine.” We drive a few more miles in silence, him looking over at me as I kept my eyes on illuminated cone of headlight in front of us. I feel his hand touch my arm. “Are you thinking about Vespera?”

I look over. In the dark he is just a lithe silhouette. “Yeah.” I confess. “I wish…” I look back to the road. “…I just wish she’d wake up.”

“You love her.” He says softly. “I mean love love her.”

I consider avoiding his question but in the end I answer, mostly because I wanted to hear it myself. “Yeah. I love her. I’m in love with her Lucian. I can’t even explain it. I am just…better when she’s around. I got so little time with her.”

“She’ll wake up soon, don’t worry. I’m sure she will.” His hand grips my arm in a gesture of support. “What’s she like? I mean really like.”

“That’s the crazy thing. I barely know her…and yet, I know her almost as well as I know myself. There is just this…connection.” I let out melancholy sigh. “She barely knows this world or anybody in it. And I’m the only one she can really talk with, and even that is pretty limited. I…I don’t want to take advantage of her. I don’t want to limit her. Ya know? She’s so sweet, so…innocent. I want her to be free yet I want her to be mine yet…I don’t know. It’s all so weird. So complicated too. She’s my sister for one thing, never mind the fact she’s not human…or even close.”

“Does she love you?”

I search my heart and find only one answer. I knew her in ways even a demon couldn’t fathom. “Yeah. She does. As much as I love her. She’d been watching me our whole lives. She loves me very much.”

“Then it will work out.” He says. “Mum says that when humans listen to their heart they find their true path. And sometimes that path doesn’t go where you think it does, but Mum says an unclouded heart is the best guide. If I were a real Incubus my job would be to lead you off that path and have you listen to your libido or vanity or ego instead. Mum says that even without demons humans like to make things complicated for themselves but it’s actually pretty simple, not easy but simple. Follow your heart Jacob. If you truly love each other you’ll find your way eventually, or at least find your true path in the process.”

I wasn’t quite sure what to say to such advice coming from Lucian of all people. “Uh…that’s certainly one way of looking at it.”

He pats my arm. “Talk to her about it. Mum’s pretty smart. She won’t be happy mind you, she is reformed after all, she wants us all to be good men and women. But if anybody will understand it is her. She’s seen like…everything. Did you know she met Jesus?”

“You’re shitting me.”

“I’m serious! Even to me she hasn’t told the whole story but I guess in his early 20’s homeboy was an absolute fiend. Total party animal.” He laughs. “The bible doesn’t talk about those years. Ha ha!”

“I can’t believe this family.” I shake my head.

“Says the guy who did the impossible.”

“That wasn’t me. I helped bring her here but it was Ves who…”

“No, no, no.” He says. “I mean getting Dad to admit he might be wrong about something.”

We share a good laugh at that. The ride through the rolling forest lands falls quiet again for a time, the pair of us just happy to share each other’s presence and looking forward to the weekend ahead. Even as tired as we were sure to be we both knew there would be some more taboo fun once we found a hotel room in Columbus. On the dark highway the traffic wanes to the point where we are only seeing another vehicle every few minutes at best and I take the speed up another five miles per hour to hasten our arrival at our destination.

Fate, however, decided to step in to offer us another option. It is perhaps 20 minutes later when Lucian suddenly bolts forward in his seat, straining his neck to peer skyward.

“Holy shit!” He exclaims. “Did you see that!?”

“Huh? Uh, no. I didn’t see anything.” Whatever it was it must have been supernatural. I had been working on seeing through the veil since I found out about it that day Trix helped me see the goblin, and I was making progress, but I was discovering that 21 years of seeing the world in a certain way was not so easy to shake off. “What was it?”

He looks over at me and I could see his face lit up with surprise in the light reflected back from the headlights. “A dragon! That was a dragon! Do you have any idea how rare they are!?” Craning his next to the right and leaning all the way forward he says. “Down there! Take the next right Jacob! We have to get a better look. Ha ha ha! Wow! A real dragon!”