Stepbrother Novels & Stories

Because now I was confused. Now I was trying to remember if he even looked like me. Or if we shared any kind of resemblance. Or maybe this was some mafia coded metaphor. “Brother” in that loyal and blood oath way. But no. He clarified still calm and still watching me like he was bracing himself for me to explode. “I’m your stepbrother. Your dad I mean your real dad, he’s my father. We share him but we have different mothers.” He added like that softened it.

He’s making things confusing to me, that idiot! And this gay friend of mine won’t seriously let this day pass without me telling him every damn thing about what he just witnessed. I was freakin’ right because while we were entering the building, he never stopped bugging me about it. In the end, I told him the truth while we’re walking even after we entered the elevator. “What?! He’s your stepbrother? You’re kidding, dear!” he exclaimed exasperatedly, as expected. “Yeah, I’m not.” I chuckled

He caught me staring and I hurriedly turned away “That thing you do, feel satisfied and then push me away, you did the same thing when I was in your room last time” “That's because I didn't know what to say, I still don't know what to say Shawn, I just fucked my brother” “Step brother” he corrected walking back to take his seat after handing me a glass of water. “Potato-potahto,same thing. it would kill both our parents if they found out, And what are you, like 10 years older than me? It's wrong”

Simone walked almost reflexively up the stairs to her place. She had to pinch herself a couple of times to make sure she was awake… and lo and behold, it was no dream. William, her stepbrother whom she had been daydreaming about since her college days, had asked her to be his lover.

I said bluntly, letting the words hang in the air. Her eyebrows shot up, a mix of surprise and curiosity. “What do you mean… you don’t like him?” Her voice lowered, almost intimate, leaning in closer without realizing it. I glanced at her, catching the subtle flush on her cheeks. “It’s complicated, you won't understand. I don't really hate him, l just despise his character.” “I want to understand.” She pouted her mouth. “He’s not really my brother,” I said finally, and I saw her blink, confused. “Step-brother. We don’t share a mother. I’ve never really been part of their life the way… normal brothers are.”

He winks. My blood boils, his words sound normal, composed, but it's almost a threat, an invitation to rebel. Im not taking it. Once is enough. I’m going to ignore his existence from hereon out, and maybe just maybe he’ll give up on pestering me. “Wow,” Arielle sighs. “Protective stepbrother is a serious understatement.” I force a shaky laugh. “Don’t worry about him, he’s just a pain in the ass.” “Aren’t all brothers? I have four.”

A man soon approached and leaned against the counter beside me. “Hey beautiful… Long time no see.” I creased my brows and tried to recall his face. “Victor,” he said with a sleazy grin. Lisa’s brother. “Oh… hello,” I replied politely, forcing a small nod. “Your stepbrother and my sister are getting married. Now we’re becoming family too,” he said, his smile turning strangely intimate and unsettling. “I must say… it’s going to be interesting.” “Yeah… That’s so,” I replied quietly, keeping my voice low and uninterested.

OBSESSED WITH MY STEPBROTHER Chapter 2: I Sneak Into My Stepbrother’s Room and Beg Him to Ruin Me I stand outside Kai’s door for what feels like forever, heart hammering so hard I can feel it in my clit. This is insane. He’s my stepbrother. The same boy whose house I grew up in before they shipped me away. We share parents now — technically. This is sick. Forbidden. The kind of thing that destroys families.

"You made him see me as the problem instead of seeing how much I loved him, how much I needed him. You turned my brother into someone who won't even talk to me." "He's not your brother," I said, and maybe I was cruel for saying it, but the truth needed to be said. "He's your stepbrother. Your parents got married when you were both adults. You latched onto him as a substitute for the family you lost, but that's not what he was supposed to be. He was supposed to be a partner, a business owner, his own person. Not your emotional support animal." Valeria's face contorted with rage. "How dare you—"

"How to touch yourself. How to suck cock. How to ride. How to make a man lose his fucking mind. And most importantly — how to come so hard you forget your own name." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "But you're my stepbrother." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "And?" He raises an eyebrow. "We're not related by blood. Our parents have been married for three years and we've barely spoken ten words to each other. The only thing between us is a piece of paper." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> He's right. I know he's right. But still— _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">