Everyone having sex in this story is at least 18 years old.
Solstice - Chapter 01
Alexander was turning eighteen in three days. He was the youngest in his family of five. His father, Xander, shared his birthday, June twenty-first, the summer solstice. His mother, Di, short for Aphrodite, was an absolute knockout. She was beautiful, tall, and with the body of a goddess. He had two older sisters, Ariana, and Demi, who were every bit as gorgeous as their mother. They were twenty-one and nineteen, respectively. The entire family was beautiful, with dark hair, striking features, carried over from their Greek ancestry. All the men in the family were tall and muscular with a rugged handsome look. Even his extended family was that way. You could almost pick one with your eyes closed and put them on the cover of a magazine.
"Alex, when you get a minute, I need to talk to you," his father called.
"Sure, Dad, I'll be right there." He walked into the den where his father sat waiting for him. "Yes, sir?"
"Sit down. We need to talk about your birthday celebration." Alex sat in a chair facing his father. "It's hard for me to believe you're turning eighteen. The years seem to have flown by. Our family has a tradition that when the children come of age the entire extended family gets together. Well, those of legal age at least."
"I remember when Ariana and Demi turned eighteen. I was really disappointed I didn't get to come to the party."
"I remember. You bitched and moaned about it for a month. You'll understand soon enough. It's a big deal and since you were born on the solstice it'll be an even bigger deal, like my eighteenth was, twenty-five years ago."
"So, what's the tradition?" Alex asked.
"I can't tell you until it begins, but trust me when I say, it's going to be a day you'll cherish forever. Your mother is going to be bringing us both drinks for the next couple of days to prepare. They taste like shit but it's important we drink the entire thing. This is important, son."
"What's the drink?"
"An ancient Greek drink. It's been part of our family for as far back as recorded history."
"What is it?"
"Beats the hell out of me. The drink is made by the women and they won't tell the men what it is or what's in it. You do need to drink it though."
"If you say so, Dad. We have some strange traditions."
Xander chuckled. "Yeah, based on American ideas, I guess we do. We're Greek and have carried our traditions with us from ancient times."
"Dad, can I bring a friend with me to the celebration?"
"Sorry, son, it's strictly family."
"There you two are," Di said walking into the room. "I have your elixirs." She handed each a brass cup. "Drink it down, Alex."
His father winked at him them drank his quickly. Alex followed his lead. "Mom, that tastes horrible. What was it?"
"Secret recipe for the men in the house."
"I have to drink this every day?" Alex asked.
"Three times a day, then again the morning of your birthday. Around noon that day you get a different drink. It tastes a lot better than this one does."
"Is this thing dress up or can I wear normal clothes?" Alex asked.
"We'll all be dressed in special clothes. It's part of the tradition," his mother replied.
"Oh Mom, I hate those weird Greek clothes."
"These are different. Think ancient Greek clothes," his dad said.
"You mean like the dresses everyone wears in the old movies?"
"Long flowing gowns for the women and about knee length for the men," his mother told him.
"I have to wear a dress in public?" he asked.
"It's not a dress it's more of a robe. The ceremony is private, not public. You'll be dressed like everyone else, chill," she replied, smiling.
"As long as everyone else is dressed like dorks, I guess it would be okay."
"You could always wear your birthday suit," his mother replied, smiling.
"I'll wear it under my dress," Alex said.
The next two days were normal summer days with the exception of the three times a day 'rat poison' his mother served him. She stood there and watched him drink it every time. His sisters seemed excited. Alex asked them about the ceremony, but they simply smiled and assured him he would enjoy it.
On the morning of his birthday his mother came to him and offered the cup. "Last one. At noon you get a different drink."
He dutifully drank it down. "Yuck, that's nasty," he said, making a face.
"Nasty, but important. The noon drink tastes good."
"Mom, what's this stuff for?" he asked.
"To prepare you."
"For what?"
"The ceremony, of course," she replied and left the room.
At noon, the family sat together for lunch. There was a brass cup by each of them. "Today we celebrate Alexander's eighteenth birthday. Everyone join me with the traditional ceremonial drink." He picked up his drink and held it up. Everyone else raised theirs. "To Alexander, may he live long and well," his father said, then drank the entire cup. The others raised theirs and did the same.
"Drink yours, Alex," his mother told him.
Alex raised the cup and smelled it then drank the entire contents.
"We need to leave at two. It's a three-hour drive, then dinner and getting ready for the big event," his father announced.
"I'm really looking forward to this," his mother replied, with a big smile, as she looked at her son.
"Me too," Ariana said.
"So am I," Demi grinned.
"How about you, son? Are you excited?" his father asked.
"I guess so, but other than wearing a freakin' dress, I have no idea what it is."
"It's a celebration of you becoming a man," his mother said. "All the men in our family have been through a similar ceremony. Yours will be a bit different since your birthday is on the solstice. That makes you special like your father. This particular ceremony is reserved for our solstice men."
"Why won't anyone tell me what it involves?"
"It would ruin it for you. Trust me, you'll enjoy yourself," his father answered.
"If you say so."
At two they loaded into the car and began their journey. Everyone slept most of the way except his father who was driving their SUV. Their destination was just south of Chromo, Colorado. They stopped once on the way for a bathroom break and arrived at the compound just after five.
"I love it here in the summer," Di said.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" her husband replied. "Perfect weather for tonight too."
"Good, I nearly froze at yours," she said.
"Not me, I was hot," he chuckled.
"You were a lot busier than I was."
"That's a fact."
He pulled onto a side road and drove about three miles before getting out and opening a wooden gate. He got back in and drove through then stopped and closed the gate behind him. Xander drove about ten more minutes before pulling into a group of A-frame buildings and parked in front of the largest one.
"Wake up, kids. We're here," their mother announced.
"Where are we?" Alex asked.
"Our family land. This is where your celebration is," she answered.
Alex looked around. The area was beautiful with lots of pine trees. There were several A-frame houses in a large circle with the largest right in front of them. There were one or two cars parked at each house.
"Each family group has their own house. The big one is ours," his father said, getting out of the car.
"How do we rate the big one?" he asked.
"We're special," Demi replied.
Everyone got out and carried their bags into the house. It was expansive and beautifully decorated.
"Your bedroom is at the end of the hall. The rest of us are upstairs," his mother said.
Alex walked to the end of the hall and opened the door. His mouth fell open. The bedroom was huge. There was a king size bed and two separate sitting areas on either side of the bed. He tossed his bag on the bed to explore the rest. The bathroom was as elaborate as the bedroom. Besides the double sinks, jacuzzi tub, walk-in shower, commode, and bidet, there was another sitting area. Alex went back to the main part of the house. There were places for at least twenty people to sit in the great room. The kitchen and dining room were also huge. The dining room table would seat at least fifteen people. His mother walked into the room.
"So, how do you like our little palace?" she asked.
"Mom, I think you messed up. I've got the master bedroom."
"No mistake, all the bedrooms here are like that. You've got the biggest one since you're the birthday boy."
"That's a lot more bedroom than I need."
"Possibly," she replied, grinning.
There was a knock on the back door and his mother opened it. Several women came in carrying dishes and set them out on the large table. Alex recognized some of them as aunts and cousins. She greeted each and waved Alex to her where she introduced him. They were all as beautiful as his mother and sisters.
"Honey, girls," she called out. "Dinner is here."
His father and sisters came down the stairs. Each of the guests went to his father and kissed him on each cheek. "Welcome, Papas," each one told him. Then as a group the women escorted him to the head of the table. Alex' mother walked him to the opposite end of the table and seated him then sat to his right. His sisters took the seats on his left. The group of women then joined them at the table.
"Mom, why are they calling Dad, Papas?" Alex asked.
"In our family there's one male who is considered the male leader. That's your dad, Papas. As his wife, I'm Mamas."
