Happy Birthday Step Brother Novels & Stories

“And my son is going to love you. He’s always wanted a brother.” I froze. “I’m sorry… did you say son?” “Yes,” she laughed like it was the most normal thing in the world. “He’s at a frat party at the naval academy tonight, you should go too. I know you’re starting your summer job tomorrow, but you’ll meet some students, maybe bond with your new stepbrother.” I swing toward my dad. “You didn’t mention a stepbrother.” He scratched the back of his neck. “I… figured you’d meet him soon enough.”

I asked, my voice low. “Happy birthday, Stephanie,” she said with a grin, stepping back and leaving me alone. All eyes were on me as I descended the stairs. My heart skipped a beat when I spotted the five brothers, each dressed in sharp black tuxedos, wine glasses in hand. Their piercing gazes locked onto me like predators eyeing their prey. Reaching the bottom of the stairs, my mom extended her hand, and I took it reluctantly. “Mom, thank you for being so thoughtful, but this really wasn’t necessary. Who are all these people?” I whispered through clenched teeth.

Their faces blurred in my vision, concern etched on them. I blinked hard, forcing a nod. “Yeah, I'm fine. It just... slipped. Clumsy me.” My voice came out steady enough, but inside, everything twisted. I crouched to help, scooping shards into a dustpan, avoiding their eyes. Jake, sweet but totally oblivious, straightened up with a grin. “Hey, did you catch that on the TV?” he began, and I swallowed. “Your stepbrother's getting hitched! Lucien Thorne and Scarlett? Must be thrilled for him, right? Family stuff like that is huge.”

“Especially don't ask your stepbrother anything later. His father said he doesn't like it when people are curious about him. Since you're a person who's very curious about everything, so I'm warning you. You heard that right?” “What am I curious about a stranger becoming my stepbrother anyway? I wasn't interested in having a stepbrother in the first place, let alone a stepfather.” Except for the fact that I was a little curious as to why Mr. Peterson was so concerned about his son's tastes. Fortunately, before mom could pinch me again, that man finally appeared. Looking as neat as if he was meeting the president, he kissed my mom and then extended his hand to me. “Roberts Peterson,” he said.

He said softly He placed his knees at either sides of my waist and placed his palms over my breasts and started fondling them. My nipples were two hardened peaks and the devil hovering above me was not going to do anything about my arousement but he would keep arousing me till I was salivating and drooling over my chin. He leaned in and kissed me, it was so fucking sexy. He pulled out and brought his lips to my ear. “I miss being your big brother, I miss you being my sexy and resilient step sister." I closed my eyes, the need and desire in his voice was heated and charged, it mirrored exactly how I felt.

We… he…. We slept together??!! Oh my God! This isn't possible. It can't be. He flashes me a smirk, handing my mother the plates. “ Hi, I'm Joshua. Your Stepbrother.” Jesus Christ! I slept with my Stepbrother.

It felt strangely unfair that the world could keep moving so normally while mine had flipped upside down in less than forty-eight hours. The weight of keeping it all inside felt too heavy to carry alone anymore. I let out a ragged breath and rubbed the back of my neck. "No. The stepfather is fine. He's actually an old neighbor from when I was a kid." I took a shaky breath, finally dropping the real news. "And apparently, I have a stepbrother now." Leo stopped chewing mid-bite. He blinked, swallowed hard, and nearly choked on his drink, slamming the plastic cup down onto the table.

“My son, and your stepbrother.” Fuck.

I said and I felt awkward that it sounded like a question. "I'm sorry about last night. I hope it doesn't give you a bad impression of my family." She pulled out a tray of baked muffins from the oven. "It's okay. I understand." She smiled, "how are you feeling though?" "Well, I spoke to my father. He's not happy with the whole being knocked up and not married idea but it's done and there is nothing he can do to change that." I twiddled with my fingers and Stephanie began prepping a lunch bag. "The thing about my brother and I is that we are very close and we have a pact that one cannot remain angry with the other if they are gifted something sweet as an apology."

This guy had been my one true brother all throughout school. “I've missed you.” I said. “Blech, you cheesy motherfucker,” he said and I punched him in the stomach and we both burst into laughter. “I've missed you too. I want you to know that I've decided to not come between you and Steph. And I want to stay in touch with you mate. So I truly hope, you won't break my little sister's heart because that would mean I'd have to kill you.” He said and I smirked.