Gay Stepbrother Novels & Stories

She wasn't happy when I brought Anita up, and I wasn't in the mood to listen to her whining, so I didn't tell her what I was really thinking. I missed Anita, though, a whole lot, but I also knew that she was right. Our parents were about to be married, so we would legally be step-siblings. Even if we didn't have blood between us, people would talk if they knew we were together, and it might hurt our parents too, now that they were about to get married. "Evan!" I groaned. "I got you, just be quiet, it's distract-ing." "You're already distracted," she scoffed. "Drive already."

When my mom remarried and I got a new stepbrother, I thought I would hate him but instead he became my best friend and everything I ever wanted. But things started going the wrong way when I walked in on him, watching gay p**n and jerking off. My brother was gay? And worse, my cock jerked at the sight of him. ******

I snapped, losing my patience with his almost intentional misunderstanding. "Watch it." His low voice warned as his eyebrow lifted at me in amusement. "The difference is that you're going around telling people we were step-siblings before this. That's not something to tell people Jack. I don't want people knowing that." I pushed as I stared up at him. His eyes narrowed at me as he lifted his lips into a slight smirk before speaking. "Why'd you fuck your stepbrother then?" He questioned as his eyebrows furrowed together. I stayed silent not really knowing what to say to that.

he chuckles. I pull from Killian and through myself into him as he gives me a crushing bear hug, I giggle, “Killian, this is my big brother, Gamma Gabe,” I let go of him and turn to face Killian. Whose face is slowly losing a red color, and I bit my bottom lip, he must have gotten angry that I was hugging Gabe. I flutter my lashes at him and put my hand on his chest, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you.”

I stated and then hung up the phone. I thought he actually listened to me and didn’t bother contacting me. I never expected this. What did he want with my life? Was he back to ruin it all? Just when I had begun to think life was perfect for me and now he was back to make me suffer and be traumatised all over again, but this time, I won't go down without a fight. I was not the fat, meek and naive seventeen year old from high school anymore. I wouldn’t let a person walk all over me anymore, even if that person is my stepbrother. I thought those words in my head before I fell asleep.

It felt as though he had been possessed by a dark and dangerous demon, or was he always like this but didn't show it? “You haven't met him for the past few years, you don't expect him to be the same when you meet him again” A voice chipped into my head, I heaved a sigh and turned to the other side of the bed. My endless encounter with so many people who never cared for me and planned to use me has made me suspicious of my only brother. Although he was my stepbrother, he protected me like I was his blood sister back then. I could never forget his unwavering love towards me then.

This is beyond the enmity that’s been festering between us for years, far from the childish games and the silly pranks. “I will talk to a gold-digging whore however I damn well please.” Crack. The sharp sound slices through the room at the same time our names are yelled. Someone has slapped James. It takes a moment for me to realize who it is. My hand is trembling, shaking from the force of the hit and the rage that fueled it. It’s me. I slapped my future stepbrother.

Lucas barely had time to settle in before the stepbrothers made their move. They walked into the room together, like they’d planned this whole thing. Four Alphas, confident, cocky, and shameless as ever. But for once, they weren’t trying to intimidate me. They were trying to impress my brother. Nathan was the first to speak, smirking like he was enjoying this way too much. “Lucas, nice to finally meet you. We’re your sister’s mates—and also, you know, her stepbrothers.” Lucas stiffened beside me. His gaze flickered to mine, waiting for me to deny it, but before I could, Xavier leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed.

I have to let him down nicely so our relationship won't be awkward. "Zayne, I'm flattered, I really am, but our parents are married, which makes you my stepbrother. There are way too many fishes in the ocean to go fishing in my family pool, even if we aren't technically related." I say the words, trying to convince myself that is how I really feel, but my wet panties know otherwise. A look of confusion flashed across his face before he starts laughing... A gutsy laugh that I found endearing for a second until I realize he's laughing at me.

Julian was gay. My brother. My brilliant, accomplished, deeply private brother. Gay. The word felt strange in my mind, foreign and familiar at the same time.