Four Stepbrothers And I Novels & Stories

Brooke got in Portias face and said "What's your problem Portia? Just because Zander doesn't want to go where every man has been before doesn't give you the right to pick on other people!" Portia was humiliated. "Well at least he doesn't have to get me drunk to sleep with me!" She knew Allie and Kat didn't know the punch was spiked. She looked at the brothers and asked "Since when do the two of you have to get girls drunk for sex? Even rejects like them!"

“Such a good girl for your big brother. Look at you — glasses on, drooling all over family cock like the filthy little whore you write about.” Kai and Jax step out of the shadows, cocks already hard again. The full realization hits me like lightning — I’m about to be destroyed by all three of my stepbrothers at once. These are the men I grew up with. My family. I’m the quiet nerd with glasses, and they’re about to ruin every hole while our parents could arrive any second. The dangerous thrill of exposure makes my pussy gush. They don’t waste time.

~ELENA~ I try to school my expression but I'm frozen at the base of the mansion steps, staring like a complete idiot. Triplets. My new stepbrothers are goddamn triplets. And I made out with one of them. One of them. My brain short circuits. Yes, they're identical, but they're not the same. The one on the left wears a black suit like he's born in it. He doesn't smile. Don't blink. Just watch me with cold, expressionless eyes.

“Okay. Now tell me everything.” “I really don’t even know how to describe it.” “Start at the beginning.” “It happened when we first moved in.” “What happened?” “He kinda jerked me off.” “WHAT?” “Dude, stop screaming into your mic. You’re going to deafen me.” “You just told me that your stepbrother, the guy you hate more than anyone else in the world, and who hates you too, jerked you off. DUDE!”

"I used to have four siblings actually, and then at one time, a step sister came into the picture, but she didn't stick around for that long, hence the slip of mind." He glanced at her at this and she nodded to let him know she understood, albeit not meeting his gaze. "I had three sisters and a brother of my own. My brother was the second, I was the fourth. I was the immediate after Core, my second sister," he explained and steepled his fingers again.

“Huh… I had no idea. You mind if we go back and watch 4 instead? Gotta catch up properly.” “Sure,” she said, already clicking through the menu. “I can watch them over and over again anyway.” She queued up Scream 4, leaned into his side, and nestled comfortably against him. As the opening credits rolled, they sat in a comfortable silence, wine glasses in hand, the dim lighting setting just the right mood. A few minutes in, they heard the creak of footsteps coming down the stairs. Her brother, Stephen....“Stink,” to family poked his head into the living room.

I was the homophobic stepbrother. “Fuck!” I groaned and slammed my phone on the bed, feeling very pissed off. My phone buzzed on the bed but I ignored it. Then it buzzed again, so I had no choice but to pick it up, and when I saw it was from Stephen, my heart stopped for a minute.

“Shut the fuck up! You don't disrespect us! We are the sons of the Alpha.” “And so what?” I wanted to say, but I couldn't let it out, afraid I might not end well. On another thought, I decided to stay calm. They were my stepbrothers, and they had no idea, which would be a perfect way to make them regret their actions. I decided to do the work I was asked to do. I started with their bathroom and toilet, washing everyone's nook and cranny of it. Trust me, they were neat but the useless step-brothers of mine just wanted to enjoy making me work, I know, but they would surely regret what they had done.

Mom was sure to let me know that tomorrow was going to be a little hectic since I was going for the school registration yadah-yadah, but school was the last thing on my mind. After settling in my new bed, I fished out my phone and shot a quick text: The boy from my mom's wedding, he is my stepbrother!

Curtis’s soft soothing voice comes through the closed door. “Umm, sure.” I say not really sure what the hell I am supposed to do. I mean my three step brothers, his sons are all on my bed. I am sandwiched between two of them for God’s sake. Hard telling what is going to go through his mind when he sees us like this.