The next morning, breakfast was served in silence. The siblings didn’t seem to enjoy breakfast, not all of them even went. Blaine remained mostly stoic and expressionless, like he was trying to hide whatever doubts and insecurities he held from the world around him.

One by one, his siblings approached him on their own, talking and making conversation with an occasional polite laugh. He went about his day relaxing for the first time in a long time, watching from the heated indoor pool, as he sat in the open living area conversing.

A light splash got his attention, Dean smiling knowingly at him speaking playfully, “So, what now?”

“What’s your proposal?” Dean seemed surprised, like he didn’t expect such a quick response or the one he had made.

“I was thinking you can help us out. We siblings talked while you were preoccupied, and we have all agreed on at least one thing.”

“That is?”

“You are just as crazy and demented as we are, or you really want whatever you have with Blaine to work.”

“I think you aren’t giving me enough credit, I think I fulfill both of those.”

“Perhaps, but because of that we are finding ourselves in this predicament.” Dean leaned against the pool edge, facing away from Blaine in case he noticed their conversing. Trey had nothing to hide from Blaine, so he remained looking at him while talking.

“What predicament would that be?”

“You want our acceptance, and need it in able to remain in this family.”

“What do you want in exchange?”

“We have a ritual we perform every time someone new comes into the fold. Go through with it and that will be that.” Ritual? Was he talking about the reenactments of having sex with Blaine?

“What exactly happens in this ritual?”

“You get passed around, and we all have a go at you while Blaine watches.” So this was what they were into, submission and dominance? When he didn’t respond, Dean backed off. He realized he had put Trey in a bad mood, which would have negative consequences should he tell Blaine everything.

“All this in order to get fucked by your own brother? Why not just fuck him yourself?” Dean scoffed at his retort.

“You think were crazy? I mean were all crazy and grade A sociopaths, but not enough to openly ask him outright. You obviously have an idea that we may have been fucked by him before, but he hasn’t touched us once since he became acting Head. Frankly, it drives us all a little more than mad.”

If that was true, Trey assumed he had done those things due to his father. Could there be something more going on than just dominance play? It was clear from what he gathered so far, that the family had been subjected to these practices for generations.

“Did he say why?” Dean thought about it and shook his head.

“He just said he was revoking the initiation ritual and he would no longer touch any of us like that. If we asked, he would punish us with silence. That is crueler than anything else.”

So Blaine drew a line, and the siblings were so desperate to cross it, they were trying to convince him to reinitiate the rule?

“What exactly are you expecting me to do?”

“Talk to him, convince him to do it since you guys are planning on staying together. Have it be an ultimate test of faith or something, I don’t care.” Clearly.

Trey’s eyes had wandered for only a moment, but when they returned to Blaine, he was staring back at him while in conversation. His eyes were narrow and peeled at Dean who was closer than Trey suspected Blaine wanted him to be.

“I can feel his stare from here, he must really like you if he’s getting that jealous and overprotective.”

“With the rap sheets you all have, don’t you think the response is natural?” he jabbed at Dean.

“You read up on us?” Dean seemed a little surprised, but not overly so, since he’d had time to adjust to Trey’s demeanor.

“Why wouldn’t I? Leonard seemed overly cautious, so it was worth looking into.” Dean didn’t respond, realizing he wasn’t going to get an answer from him right there and then.

“Think on it then, and let me know. We await your answer.” Dean took off across the pool, having finally reached the limit of Blaine’s gaze on his back.

Trey went about his day, resting on the pool side as Blaine continued his work and conversing with his siblings. Trey thought and thought about this development, wondering how he could approach Blaine about the subject. He didn’t realize so much time had passed until Blaine joined him at the pool side in his swimming trunks.

“You missed lunch and dinner. I didn’t expect you to stay in here all day.”

“It’s been forever since I had a vacation, I want to enjoy it. You clearly were working things out with them, so I just let you do your thing.”

“Awfully considerate of you,” he stated, sitting down next to him. “I saw you talking with Dean, what did he want?” His slightly cautious tone caught Trey’s attention, but he didn’t give it away.

“He approached me on making a deal.”

“What kind of deal?” he asked, his tone turning nasty.

“His approval.” There was a brief hesitation, the nastiness in his voice disappearing.

“In exchange?”

“For the initiation ritual to be reinstated.” He peeked over at Blaine, but wasn’t prepared for his reaction to be so outwardly expressive. He was clearly pissed, on many levels. It seemed his thoughts on mutual needs for the siblings to fuck Blaine and Blaine to fuck them, wasn’t completely true.

“So they want a taste of you huh?” Maybe it was due more to jealousy and competition. Did Blaine feel threatened if he shared him with them? Did he think he would abandon Blaine and go for one of his siblings instead?

“You should know it’s you they want a piece of.” His jealousy died off and Blaine looked away, the conversation came to a halt and nothing more was said. Clearly Blaine didn’t want to face reality, that in order to move forward he needed acceptance from his family.

Whatever traditions they held so far, whatever practices they had, it was engraved into them. Maybe that wasn’t the case for Blaine, but it was for them. Getting rid of it wasn’t going to make the need go away.

Trey thought that Blaine would remain silent, even when they laid down for bed. He was comforted when Blaine tried to make an effort to talk in the privacy of their own room.

“Did he tell you about the ritual and what happens?”

“Yes, I get passed around.” There was a brief silence before he spoke up, Trey could hear the strain in his voice. This topic wasn’t something he could talk about easily, he quickly took note to tread carefully.

“The rule was, anyone new or born into the family would be passed around between the members of our family while the Head watched. It was meant as a way to ‘bond’ us. Those born were only done so when they came of age, fully matured into young adults.”

“You know as well as I do, I’m not a bottom.”

“I know, and once they realize I’ve been letting you fuck me, I’m afraid of what they might do.”

“You think it will tip your authority?”

“I don’t know. In their eyes, I’m the boss and my word is law. If they find that the process in which I was instated is flawed, they could scatter and go to their own devices and plans. Having a family like mine loose in the world isn’t a good thing.”

The fact that Blaine was aware of all this, meant he was defiantly hiding something. Still, Trey had no idea why he was so hesitant.

“If having sex with them is all I have to do, then I will with your approval. However, I won’t be bottom and I won’t do it without you there. I get the feeling you don’t want them to covet me any more than I want them to covet you. Am I wrong?”

“No.” There was more silence, and Trey thought he was almost asleep until he spoke again. “Aren’t you put off by all this?”

“Curious, more like. Incest is completely different from inter-family related sex, and both aren’t common but not as uncommon as people would like to think. I want to hear it from you. I want you to tell me about it when you’re ready.” Blaine remained silent, so nothing more was going to be said that night.

The next day, the siblings were intent on entertaining Trey regardless of Blaine’s approval or not. He humored them, talking casually while Blaine continued to work separately at a distance, but not so far away that he couldn’t keep an eye on him.

“I’m finding it funny that he’s treating you like an informant,” Olly voiced, taking a sip of his orange juice and vodka.

“I’m finding it cute, but tonight is the last night we can play. Would you like to join me for a little fun later?” Dean asked.

“You know Blaine won’t agree unless he’s involved,” Trey smirked.

“Invite him to. Who knows, maybe he’ll like what he sees?” Trey wasn’t sure what he had in store, but he was getting an uneasy feeling.

“What about the rest of us?” Magnolia objected.

“Let’s see how this invite goes first. After all, we all know that if Blaine was going to be biased with one of us, it would be me.”

What exactly did he mean by that? Trey didn’t let his sudden irritation show, but it was burning a hole in his thoughts. Was Blaine more involved with Dean than he let on?

While he pondered on that thought all day, the siblings exchanged contacts with him. Blaine didn’t interfere, so it must not have bothered him enough. They also proceeded to talk business with him, getting his opinion on many different ventures.

There was also the fact that they wanted information on people they may or may not choose to do business with. At first he thought it was odd, but offered it to them for a transaction fee. It was what he did with anyone else, so after some bank transfers he unloaded what he could.It didn’t feel like a family gathering, just a long business meeting. So what was so important they had to get Blaine’s attention so suddenly? Did they already discuss that, or were they putting it off for the last day to avoid bloodshed?

He got his answer towards the evening as the other siblings went off to do their own activities. He joined Blaine in the bedroom, changing into something less formal.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Blaine asked.

“Dean invited me for some fun.”

“Not happening.”                                                      

“He said to invite you along too.” Blaine paused from his laptop and looked up at him.

“Dean only has fun with two things, sex and murder.”

“So come along, and make sure he plays nice?” Blaine glared at him and then sighed, rubbing his temples.

“I think your underestimating how obsessive they all are. They called this family get together because of you, you know.”

“I feel honored.”

“You shouldn’t, it means they are scheming.”

“All the more reason for you to join me.”

A knock sounded at their door and Trey smiled at Blaine’s sudden irritation. He opened the door, finding Dean standing there with a smile plastered on his face. His black silk shirt was loose and unbuttoned at the top, showing some of his bare skin from his chiseled chest. Trey was wondering who he was trying to seduce with that appearance.

“You ready?” he asked. His eyes veered over to Blaine who had stood from the bed.

“Fine, but if I don’t like anything even the slightest, were leaving.”

“Agreed,” Dean smiled, knowing he had won.

Dean led them to the basement door, which earned a dissatisfied look from Blaine. “Come now brother, you can’t be that against this?” he chuckled.

Blaine didn’t look like he was budging, so Trey kissed his cheek and headed down first. The action earned an annoyed grunt from Blaine and amusement from Dean.

As his feet hit the concrete steps along the way down, he realized instantly why no one came down here. It was a barren prison of sorts, with a fiberglass case and a person in it. He swallowed, realizing that Dean must have some extreme fetishes.The guy in the container was blindfolded, leaned over and locked into a pillory. Of course, this didn’t include the fact that he was stark naked and his ass was dripping with gel. Did Dean prep this guy for them to enjoy?

“What is this?” Trey asked.

“This is my congratulatory gift, it’s not every day the Head of the House decides to pair with someone.”

“So, who is this?” Trey asked.

“Oh, him?” Dean responded, slapping his ass and earning a moan in the process. The sound made him lick his lips slightly as he turned back. “This is my step-father, Howard. Don’t worry about him, he’s done this before and enjoys it.”

Trey gave Blaine a questionable look, and Blaine sighed heavily. “Trey isn’t into this Dean.” Trey stopped and thought about what he said, realizing he hadn’t mentioned the both of them. He approached Blaine, leaning into his ear and spoke softly. Trey’s breath sent shivers down his spine.

“Are you into this? Do you like to watch Blaine?” he asked. When a slight blush crossed his cheeks, he got his answer. Blaine didn’t want to seem like a total pervert in from of him, but they were already past that sail point.

“Was this a bad idea?” Dean asked, starting to become unsure.

“No, go ahead,” Trey responded. They took a seat nearby as he started to undress, his bare skin glistening under the lights.He walked to the front and let his cock slip into Howard’s mouth, enjoying the sensations of his sucking. Trey was more interested in how Blaine got turned on when he watched, than he was with watching. Dean spoke, relishing in the sensations as he did so.

“Our step-father was brought into the fold by our father, who tried to marry off one of our sisters. When Blaine took over, he was caught with him in the study. Since its taboo for another partner to sleep with the Head unless getting direct permission from the chosen heir, Blaine cut his tongue out as punishment.”

Well, that was dark and twisted turn of events, earning Trey a new perspective on what it was like living in their household. After a moment of thinking, he realized the weight of the words Dean had spoken. Wouldn’t that make the guy his brother-in-law not father-in-law? Also, if he understood that correctly, Blaine was partnered to his father only because he was the heir?

He looked at Blaine from the corner of his eye, seeing his eyes locked onto Dean like glue. His father had been sleeping with him? Did that have something to do with why his father was killed and his sister died shortly after? Had he been jealous, so he cut his father-in-law’s tongue out as retribution?

“We both know, that Howard is a sleazy old cock who wants to enjoy a good fuck. Damn the consequences. We both also know that you’re his favorite,” Blaine replied.

Dean had his eyes closed, breathing in slightly as his cock grew larger by the second. “Yes, I am his favorite. He used to watch us, remember?” Trey listened, just absorbing the information slowly so he understood correctly.