My Stepbrother And His Friends Novels & Stories

she paused, pointing towards Aldrich before she continued “...... someone that is supposed to be your step brother!” I took my gaze to the floor, unable to answer. I'm as much as she was angry and hurt, she was right. Aldrich is supposed to be my stepbrother and I shouldn't have gotten involved with him. But his touches and the way my body responds effortlessly to his. If I was alone, I would have slapped myself for the thoughts that were running through my head in this situation. Aldrich have messed up with not only my head, bug my entire body system.

“Your sister, I mean. Or is she just quiet around me? Is it awkward for her? Suddenly getting a stepbrother?” “She should be used to it,” his tone was sarcastic and I immediately raised my brows in response. “I mean, it’s not like you’re going to be her first step brother. We’re also step-siblings.” “Oh,” that was news to me. “I didn’t know that.” “Isn’t it obvious?” he chuckled. “We barely get along.” “Why?”

Xavier hadn't just come to play, he'd come for revenge, and it wasn't pretty. Xavier. The mere thought of him sent ripples down my spine. Who would have thought that the same man who had me squirming under him and in his bed last night, just to be the same man that has stood in front of me a while ago. To make it all worse, he was the king of the rogue crew, and the stepbrother to Xander. I paled. If someone had told me that things would come crashing down in the span of a couple of hours, then best believe that I would have laughed hysterically to the point of no return. Until, now that is. Now, I had no idea what I would have done.

We step out, and Richard, my new stepdad, is waiting at the door with two guys—my stepbrothers, I guess. Richard’s in his early 50s, tall and polished, with salt-and-pepper hair and a warm smile that feels a little too practiced. He’s dressed in a navy sweater and slacks, like he’s ready for a business casual photoshoot. “Welcome, girls!” he says, his voice booming. Liam, the older stepbrother, steps forward first. He’s 29, with short sandy hair and kind blue eyes. He’s built solid, like he works out but doesn’t flaunt it, wearing a gray hoodie and jeans.

The man I had just spent the night with. The same freaking Lorenzo who had fuck me senselessly I could still feel him is my mom's step son…. My stepbrother? A smirk on his face as he offered me a handshake. “I'm sure we will get along just fine, if not more than fine”.

Dad said "Come meet My Family. These men are your step uncles..." "Wh...what men, Dad?" I stuttered. "These gentlemen." Dad gestured to the men from that night. My mind went blank. For a few minutes, I was unable to hear anything else that was said as my mind tried to understand what was happening. The men from that night... The Alcatraz brothers were my step uncles.

My other friends laughed, already used to taking alcohol before they turned eighteen, but it was new to me. The whole scene, and just before I thought my day couldn’t get any worse, Alana wasn’t the only one who had started to pry and ask about my brothers. “Oh my god, I would do anything to get in their bed. Oh fuck, just imagine getting fucked by Elio himself!” Another squealed. “Oh, I would do anything for Marcel and Lorenzo to team tag and fuck me at once.” They giggled, and every word they spoke just made me more and more upset.

“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.”

would finally have each other, how we’d get along so well, how this blended family was going to be perfect. I barely tasted the food. My mind was spinning. The guy I’d crushed on for months—the one I’d stalked on social media, jerking my cock raw to his shirtless gym pics and those low-hanging basketball shorts—was now my fucking stepbrother. The same guy who had caught me on my knees with my best friend's dick down my throat just hours ago was going to be living under the same roof.

"I'm going to find out who that is." "Wait for me Zander!" followed Zane. As the brothers walked up to Allie and Kat everyone stared. Kat became even more nervous than she already was. What if everyone made fun of her when they realized who she was. She was about to turn around and leave when the boys reached them. "Hey Allie who's your new friend?" asked Zander "Hahaha! You really don't know who this is?" retorted Allie. "Hey Zane." Zane had to stop staring at Kat and look at Allie. "Hey, I've been waiting for you. I thought maybe you changed your mind."