Gay Step Brother Novels & Stories

“Your husband isn’t even buried yet, and you’re already bringing your lover here?” The man’s face stiffened. Then he quickly forced out a polished smile and walked toward me. “Bro, you must be Adrian Hayes. I’ve heard Maya mention you many times.” He looked straight at me with the air of a winner. As if he were saying, So what if your brother was the young heir of the Hayes family? He still lost to me in the end. I sneered. Then I raised my hand and slammed my fist into his face. “I only have one brother, and that’s Nathan. What the hell are you?”

But it wasn’t just any p**n. I heard it clearly. “Fuck… Nora…” Cane groaned under his breath, his hand speeding up on that monstrous dick. “Such a tight little sister pussy… take my cock…” My knees nearly buckled. A fresh gush of cream poured out of my cunt and splattered onto the floor between my feet. He was stroking his huge cock and moaning my name. My gay stepbrother wanted me just as badly as I wanted him. That was all the invitation I needed.

As far as I was concerned, nothing had ever happened between us. I hadn't even told Annie about it. It was too embarrassing and weird. "Have I mentioned that your new step brother is a smoke show," my best friend wolf whistled behind me. I glared at her, "About a hundred times. And stop admiring him, it's creepy and he's an asshole." She snorted, "I don't plan on putting a ring on his finger, Ari. Relax. I bet he could make me forget all the other boys I've been with it. Is he not into women?"

The thought of her under me instead of Kylie made me finish faster and harder than I ever had before. I was getting rock hard again. I knew I had to leave before anyone noticed. I grabbed my black leather jacket and put it on. “I’m out. I need to get my wounds fixed,” I said as I walked out, my hands in my pockets, adjusting my pants to hide my hard-on. “Fuck,” I groaned the moment I stepped outside, reaching down to fix myself. This was fucking embarrassing. Getting hard at the thought of your fucking stepsister, you had better control than this, Alec.

He wipes a tear with his finger and I roll my eyes. Drama king. "I know most of you think I hate my brother," he continues , "but I don't. Infact, my fight with him at my engagement party was because of her." I frown. Where is this headed? He stares into the camera, "Sara Jane is a manipulative liar and schemer and today I come out to free myself from her treacherous web and also pull the wool from my brother's eyes. Today," He pauses. "I come out to say that she," his eyes bores into the camera, peering at me like he was there with me in the room.

He dared to laugh after saying a lewd monstrosity. “That’s incest.” I pointed out the obvious knowing damn well he wasn’t going to have it. “And?” “The boy is my stepbrother.” “Uh-huh. Stepbrother. Meaning you have all the right to hump him to your heart’s content.” He said and all I wanted at that moment was to give him a good smack. Before I could come up with words to answer him, a faint knock came from the door, and for some reason, I froze in my posture. One, it wasn’t my mom because the knock was rather too forceful than hers.

He carried me into my room and tucked me into my bed. I had the capacity to wonder what the hell he must be thinking before finally falling asleep. “How good did you feel last night, Veronica ?” . “Better than I’ve ever felt in my life.” “Did you like taking my cock in your mouth?” he asked. When I nodded, his lip curled. “Say it.” “I liked taking your cock in my mouth.” His strong grip spread to cup my jaw. “You realize that I’m your step brother, right?” “Yes.” He backed me up against the wall. “You realize that this is wrong, baby. Don’t you?”

"Aria. Truth or dare?" "Truth." "Is it true you're dating your stepbrother?" The campfire went quiet. "He's my ex-stepbrother," I said carefully. "My mom married his dad. We met after that." "But you live together?" "In the same house, yes. Different wings." "That's so weird," another girl said. Not mean, just honest. "It's complicated." "Is it true he has a baby with someone else?" Morgan pressed. Jules intervened. "Okay, that's enough—"

She bowed. Greg gave his sister one final hesitant glance before continuing. It was a sensitive time. She promised herself that she would leave the room if he held off just a little bit longer. But the instant vanished swiftly, and Greg found himself rising and taking his jeans off. He immediately unzipped, then simultaneously grabbed his underpants and pants and tugged them down. It was Stephanie's turn to open her mouth and exclaim in awe as soon as he straightened. He had a fucking big cock. Steph had only had a few partners in her short life, and she assumed that while their penises were diverse in size, they were generally "average." But her brother humiliated them. Lord help her, his p

“Gaya, The Fashion Guru?” Gaya’s lips barely curved. “Emily Vesquez, your half-brother owes me a limb.” Emily's face paled. Maybe because she didn’t expect Gaya to know her identity, or maybe because everyone knew Gaya didn’t bluff. If she said your half-brother owed her a limb, you better hope it wasn’t your favorite one. “You—uh—I don’t know him well,” Emily stammered. Gaya turned her head lazily, her black eyes sweeping across the room like judgment in a courtroom. “Smart girl. Cut the rot before it spreads.”