In Love With My Hot Stepbrothers
“I’m sorry I didn’t notice.”
“Notice what?”
He was playing dumb. But of course, I persisted. Fuck, but I knew what it felt like being gay, to feel like there was something wrong with you, that maybe others, especially your own brothers, wouldn’t accept you for who you are, for your sexual preference.
“That you…” I sighed, scratching my head. “That you’re gay.”
The moment I said those words, I tensed, my stomach flipping in dread. Shit! Was I being too blunt?