- Step brother becomes my love – part 1
- Step brother becomes my love – part 2
I woke up with a moan on my lips, my back arching, hips slowly moving. Then it dawned on me why I was reacting this way. Someone had unzipped my sweat shirt and was tweaking my nipple and their other hand was down my sweats stroking my very hard seven inch erection. Between the arms I was encircled, I had no escape. “What the hell?” I tried to pull away but couldn’t. Whoever was behind me was stronger than I was and had no intention of letting me go anywhere.
“Shh, just relax, Dan.”
“Oh, fuck! Ben, what the hell . . . ah . . . are you doing?”
“I’m doing you right this time, that’s what I’m doing.” He’d pushed back my hood and nibbled on my ear making me quiver. “Don’t worry, no one is going to be home for a while.”
“That’s not my . . . oh shit . . . not my biggest concern, you prick! I’d like to know why . . . Mmm . . . you’ve got your hand down my pants!” I reached down and grabbed his wrist, but couldn’t pull it away from my throbbing member. Holy crap did that feel great!
He licked and nibbled right below my ear and I whimpered. Oh, that was a good spot. He laughed a low, deep laugh. “Like that do you?”
“This has to be the most twisted thing you’ve ever done to me.”
“We’re going to get even more twisted, I promise.”
“K-Ben, you’re only just eighteen!” I was desperately trying to keep my mind intact and get my body to stop responding. Unfortunately, neither was working quite as well as I had hoped. “Are you sure you should . . . oh my God . . . even be thinking about things like sex?”
He laughed again and shivers rolled down my spine. “I’ve been thinking about sex for, oh, about the last five years at least. And sex with you came exploding into my mind last night as a reality. Before that, I’d only fantasized about it.”
“This is so wrong in so many ways.” His thumb rubbed over the top of my erection and I groaned again. Not really sure when I’d stopped struggling, all I knew was that it had happened. “We d-don’t even like each other, you masochist!”
“Oh, I don’t know, right about now I’d say you like me a whole lot.” He squeezed me in the most delightful way. Not allowing me any further arguments, his hand slid down my hip, his finger slowly sliding over my scar near my belly button before moving on to pull my sweats down and kicking them off with one of his feet. “I never hated you, Dan. I just liked your reactions when I teased you.”
Apparently, he’d planned this ahead of time as he was completely naked and had some kind of lotion quickly at hand. I gasped as his fingers entered me in one smooth motion, slowly tormenting me with deep motions. By this time, speech was just impossible. Nothing even remotely legible was coming out of my mouth, just a series of moans and whimpers. That’s when it began to happen. Between my heightened senses, my disbelief of what was taking place, and the unwanted excitement that coursed through me, I began to hyperventilate. My chest began to constrict painfully, my breath coming in strangled gasps.
“Shh,” Ben crooned, his hands both coming up to my chest, one gently rubbing my heaving ribs, the other stroking my neck calmingly. He held me back against him as though by sheer will he could keep me from having the attack. “Relax, Dan. Don’t let it win, come on, breathe. Relax, you’ll be okay. I won’t let you fall.”
Surprisingly enough, I did begin to gain control of the attack without having to reach for my inhaler. The arm under me came up, his hand petting my hair. “That’s it. Just take it easy and breathe.”
“Okay,” I gasped slowly. “You are the worst bully known to man.”
He laughed and kissed my neck. “Would you rather I beat that shit out of you?”
“Yes!”
“Well, I don’t want to beat the shit out of you.” The hand on my chest began to slide down to my hip again. “I want to make you moan.”
“I think you’ve already succeeded with that.”
“Yeah, so I have,” he laughed. “Let’s see what else I can do.”
“Oh, Jesus!”
With a thrust of his hips, he managed to impale me in one move. He held perfectly still as I gasped with a rather masochistic combination of absolute pain and beautiful pleasure. At the moment, I wasn’t really sure which one was winning. He didn’t move for nearly three minutes as my body adjusted to taking him.
Then he began to move.
“Holy shit, don’t stop.”
He let out a strained laugh as his hips started to move in rhythm with my own. “First you try to get me to leave you alone, now you’re begging me to not leave you alone.” Ben nipped the sensitive spot just under my ear. “I think I’m having a bad influence on you, Dan.”
“Shit, as long as you don’t stop, you can have whatever influence on me you want, Ben.”
One hand moving around to grip me, his other snaked up and pushed at my chin until I turned my head in his direction. Claiming my lips, he kissed me like I’d never been kissed before. When his tongue entered my mouth, as hard as it is to believe, I even forgot the fact that his other hand was currently manipulating my manhood and he was pumping into me from behind. The only thing that mattered was the erotic feel of his mouth on mine and the way he sighed when he tugged on my bottom lip. That soft sigh nearly undid me.
“Come with me,” he whispered against my mouth.
“Shit, Ben. I’m beginning to think I’ll follow you anywhere.”
Three hard thrusts accompanied by his hand on me and we both moaned out our release. His arms tightened around me as his orgasm ripped through him, echoing my own. I’d never felt so moved as I did right then. That’s when it dawned on me, this wasn’t just sex with the enemy. This was someone I wanted, needed as a lover. I didn’t want to let him go, not now, not ever.
Ben didn’t pull out of me when we were done, he just held onto me, his head buried in my shoulder. Occasionally he would kiss my shoulder and neck, not provocatively, but sweetly. This was a whole new side to him I never would have expected to see. This kid that had tormented me for the last two years was now holding me like a long time lover.
“What does this mean, Ben?”
He sighed, this one a heavy sigh. “This means I’d better come clean with you.”
“What do you mean come clean?”
“Just shut the hell up and let me tell you this, okay?”