Stepbrother: Living a Lie, Stepbrothers of a Different Breed [BBW MMF Menage Collection] (New Adult Contemporary Romance Short Stories Threesomes)

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Stepbrothers of a different breed

Living a lie

By: Oliva H.

Chapter one

“Yvonne, I know that this is hard on you, but sometimes life deals you a bad hand. That might be cold comfort, but I hope you know that you’re not alone. I and your two brothers will always be there for you. Your mother meant a lot to us and I don’t think that I went a day without telling her how much I loved her. I will miss her deeply, but I am thankful that you will be there. I know that she wanted to see you grow up and I guess it’s up to me to make sure that you turn into the young lady that she wanted you to be.” Mark was my stepfather and his two sons Jensen and Roman were both standing with me at the graveyard.

“I appreciate that, Mark, but I don’t want to be a burden. I know that you only took me in because of my mother. I was a bit of a hellion this past year and I suppose I was just lashing out. I know that it wasn’t your fault that my father died I also know that is not your fault that my mother is gone now. I just don’t want you to think that you have an obligation.” I was 20 years old, going to college to be a veterinarian. I loved animals and I had translated that passion into a profession that I could really sink my teeth into.

“You’re not an obligation and I don’t want you to ever think you are.”

“I’m not sure that Jensen or Roman feels the same way. I came into their lives and I know that they are fraternal twins.” What I didn’t want to tell Mark was that I found them both equally as attractive. They were different as night and day and one had long hair and one had practically no hair.

“They may not like you coming into our household, but you are as welcome to live there as they are. Please, do me the honor of staying under the roof that you have called home for the last year.” There was no denying that I enjoyed the spacious bedroom and to say that my stepfather could cook would be a vast understatement.

“I suppose, I could stay until I get out of college. I need to save my money, so that I can get my own place and find my own independence.” I had an internship with a veterinarian clinic and they had already said that they would take me on permanently after I finished my studies.

I looked over at Roman, a dark haired gladiator with a physique that demanded the attention of the ladies. He had almost no hair, but it was of his own doing. He shaved almost every day, keeping it a shadow, while his brother was exactly the opposite. Jensen liked to wear his hair long and if I didn’t know any better, I would think that he was Fabio. That boy was vain and was always looking in the mirror to make sure that every hair was just so.

“It’s settled and you’ll come home and you’ll stay, until after you finish school. If you need anybody to talk to, you know that I’m always around. I do have to go out of town for personal business. I think that you and my two sons can get along for two weeks in my absence.” I wasn’t sure if I could be trusted to be alone with them for that length of time.

In the year that I had been living with them in their palatial old estate, I had seen both brothers working out and I would take a run at either one of them. Roman was a bit of a wildcard and he liked to push the envelope by driving motorcycles and putting his life on the line doing adventurous things. Jensen was more the intellectual and he enjoyed the classics, listening to Beethoven and Mozart in his room with the volume, so loud that you could see every note in the air.

“I just want to say I’m sorry for your loss. Your mother was very good to us and we may have not been very kind to her at the beginning, but she never gave up.” This was Jensen and he was putting his hand on my shoulder and causing quite the stir down below my waist.

“Don’t sugarcoat it, brother and we both know that her mother was a hot piece of ass. Then again, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.” He was crass and Roman was the kind of guy that was in ear and out mouth. He didn’t have a filter and I kind of envied him that kind of freedom. “I for one would have loved to have taken a shot at either the mother or the daughter.” It was lucky that their father was over talking to somebody, or he would have gotten a swift slap to the back of the head.

“Don’t mind, Roman, he really doesn’t know when to keep his mouth shut. I’m glad that you’re going to be still living with us. We can get a game of chess going together. You really have taken to it like a duck does to water. I thought that you weren’t going to be much competition, but you seem to have a knack for anything that requires battle. I think that you should read Sung Soo and I will loan you my book. It shows you everything that you need for the art of war.”

“I don’t think that we can do that tonight.” I heard the tone of his voice and the way that he was looking at Jensen was telling me that they had a secret that they didn’t want me to know about. “You know that we are going out.”

“Right, I’m sorry, I guess I spoke out of turn. We can get to that game tomorrow. I’ll leave the book on top of your bed. Please, read it and it might sound boring, but believe me there is nothing boring about the art of war. He has some good insights and we can talk about them in length after you’re finished.” He was always trying to help me better myself and I guess I always admired that trait about him.

Jensen wasn’t as big as his brother, but he was as tall and he liked to wear various forms of facial hair. Today, he was wearing the fu Manchu and I could almost imagine what that would be like tickling the inside of my thighs.

I think that I was getting a little flushed, because both of them were staring at me and I don’t think it was because they were concerned. I think that they were getting a pretty good idea of just what kind of heat was being generated between the two of us or maybe it was the three of us.

Mark came over and he motioned for us to leave, but I had to stay behind for a moment and leave one special white rose on my mother’s grave. “I hope that you are at peace and that you’ve finally reunited with my father. I’ll be fine and you married a wonderful man. I’m just sorry that you’re not going to be here to see me graduate, find my first love and then marry and have kids.” I’d already cried enough to fill a bathtub, but I did have enough for one lone tear.

I wiped it away, stood on shaky legs with my hands holding onto the headstone for support. I thought that my knees were going to buckle, but then two pairs of hands held me up and I looked to see the Jensen and Roman had stuck around to help me deal with the loss. It felt nice to have them in my life, but I would rather have them in my bed.

As you walked back to the car, I felt safe and secure in their presence and then I looked into the reflection on the glass of the window and I saw a woman that was sexually available and ready for just about anything. These two weeks with both boys were going to turn this blond bombshell into a basket case. They hovered over me by at least a foot. I don’t know what the hell they were drinking, but they certainly sprouted over the last year.

They opened the door like gentlemen, allowing me to slip in and then getting in on either side me with Mark driving up front. I felt their hands touch my knee on either side and they squeezed it reassuringly, but what was for comfort, turned into something sexual. They didn’t know it, but I did.

Chapter two

Mark had already gone to the Airport by the time that I woke up in the morning. I stretched and I thought for a moment that I was going to see my mother come through those doors, but it didn’t happen. I got out of bed with my feet touching the soft blue carpeting. It was an old house, but they had done some remarkable work in keeping up with the times. Renovations had been going on for the past year and now that they were completed, my mother wasn’t around to see the final unveiling.

It took a deep breath, knowing that I wouldn’t have to be to school for another day because of bereavement leave. I did hear something last night and I went to the window and could swear that I saw two dogs in the woods. They were large and certainly did look like the wild variety. They were actually staring at me, their eyes ablaze and there was something really familiar about each of them.

Before I came to live here, I was not comfortable with my body, but then I noticed that nobody seemed to bat an eye when they saw me in dresses that really didn’t leave all that much to the imagination. That allowed me to walk around without feeling like I was on display.

I came out into the hallway and I walked over to the bathroom and flung open the door, not realizing that it was occupied. Standing there at the mirror, as usual was Jensen and he had a brush in his hand. He smiled at me through the mirror, but I really wasn’t looking at his face. His well defined ass cheeks were right there and he was not trying to cover up with a towel.

“You can come in and I don’t stand on ceremony. I’m just putting the finishing touches on my hair. By all means, get in the shower and I know that there’s plenty of hot water.” This was not the first time this happened, but it was the first time that nobody else was in the house, other than his brother of course.

I swallowed hard, saw that he was enamored with his own reflection and then I took off my baby blue nightie and let it float onto the floor at my feet. I prided myself in my appearance and I had to grin, because he was trying to hide it, but the evidence was in his organ striking up against the bottom of the white porcelain sink.

I’d always wanted to do something about this attraction, but I never felt like it was the right time. Now that my mother was gone and Mark was away on business, I saw no reason not to grab onto an opportunity that was presenting itself.

I went behind him and put my head on his shoulder, feeling him go completely stiff. He didn’t say anything, but he stopped brushing his hair and that was a sure sign that I’d gotten his attention. I didn’t give him a chance to speak, while moving my hand around to his chest. He had great pectorals and I enjoyed using my thumbs to tweak his nipples. I heard his intake of breath, but that didn’t stop me from pursuing the matter.

“Yvonne, I don’t think that you are in the right frame of mind to make this kind of decision. You’re missing your mother and you’re trying to find something to fill that void.” What I found to fill that void was his large 9 inch snake. I grabbed it and I heard him swallow hard, but he didn’t try to stop me. “I don’t want to take advantage of you.”

“Jensen, what makes you think that you’re the one that’s going to take advantage of me. I believe that I’m the one that is initiating this and it’s not the other way around.” I stroked his member, feeling it pulsing with a life of its own.

“I think that you should stop, because I don’t think that I’m going to be able to make you. I think I’ve wanted you from the moment that you stepped through those doors a year ago. I just didn’t know how to tell you without sounding like I was some kind of pervert coming onto my stepsister.”

“If you’re a pervert, then I am too. I should’ve done something about this heat between us before now, but I felt like I would be betraying my mother in some way.” My fingers were dancing along his length and I could feel this wetness on the tip and knew that he wasn’t just saying these things to placate me.

“Yvonne, you do make a valid argument, but I really would like to know if you are of sound mind and oh my god what a body.” He was still naked and I walked over to the shower stall and opened up the door I fiddled with the faucets and waited for the temperature to just get to where I wanted it.

“Jensen, like you said there is plenty of hot water.” I was letting that innuendo hang there in the air and he turned to me and I could see through the frosted glass, as he licked his lips. This guy might be vain, but he had every reason to be with a body like that.

He stepped into the shower and I could feel him behind me, until his teeth was nibbling on the side of my neck. “You are so fucking beautiful and I have had this desire to kiss you.” He proved that by turning me around and facing him. He lifted my chin gently, peered into my eyes and came closer, until our lips were touching lightly. It was so soft and delicate that it made me realize just what kind of man I was dealing with. He was gentle and I think I needed somebody of his nature.

“I don’t think that I’m exaggerating, Jensen, but you really do know how to kiss. The girls must flock to you like a moth to a flame.” He didn’t answer me, but he did move a foot back and look at me with his eyes traveling from my head all the way down to my toes.

“I don’t want to make you feel like you’re a piece of meat, because you couldn’t be anything like that to me. You are a flower to be cherished and I want to treat you like the princess that you deserve to be.” His hand gripped my hips and he lifted me, so my legs were wrapped around his waist. He took my 120 pound frame and made it look like it was child’s play.

My breasts were pressed up against his nipples and I was hugging him to me, when I felt the presence of a very large plum size knob pressing up against my sex. “Yvonne, I really need you to be straight with me. Are you doing this because you want to, or because you need to? We both know that there’s a difference.”

“Jensen, if I was being completely honest, I would say that it was a little from column A and a little from column B. For the most part, I have always fantasized about this, but I think it started in my head a different way.”

I showed him by unlocking my ankles, still hanging on his shoulder and then kissing him, while feeling his length with my fingers again. I moved to my knees, looking at it from all angles and quite impressed to see that he really did have what the ladies wanted. Not only was he a handsome beyond belief, but he also had the equipment that would make any man envious in the locker room. That 9 inch monument of manhood was mine for the taking and I was not going to back away from a challenge like this one.

“I’ve wondered what your lips would feel like, but I’ve never even deemed myself worthy to have you like this. I hope you know that I wasn’t trying to seduce you.” I did know that and it made this moment between us even that much more special.

I licked my lips, because I was parched and then I saw something that was going to quench that thirst. I had squeezed the shaft of his cock, his member eliciting the necessary response with a bubble of sweet cream on the top. If I didn’t get to it first, the water from the hot spray from both nozzles on either end of this black marble tiled shower stall was going to wash it off. I licked it off and I loved it, so much that I decided to see if I could get a lot more than just a drop.

I opened my mouth wide, stretching my jaws to accommodate his girth and it wasn’t until I had his cock head lying on my tongue that I realized that that was the biggest part of him. His shaft followed still leaking like a faucet, making it easier to apply my technical knowhow on the subject of felatio.

I don’t know why, but visions of Roman began to dance in my head and I think it was a combination of thinking of him and fucking this cock that made me more ravenous than I’ve ever been before. I pounded my head back and forth, making sure that he felt the rippling sensation on my throat working him over into a lather.

“Yvonne, I don’t know what got into you, Hmmmm… I guess I do know what got into you. I did.” He wasn’t too far away from the truth, but if he had known that I was thinking about his brother at the same time, I don’t know if he would take that kindly.

I moved along the length of him, making sure to take my time and really drive up the temperature between us. My body was completely his and had he wanted to stop what I was doing, I would have gladly relinquished my hold and jumped on board the stallion.

“Yvonne…oh my god, Yvonne.” I loved hearing my name spilling from his lips and the way that his cock was now moving effortlessly back and forth across my tongue. He was getting faster with each minute that passed. “I love the feel of your lips sliding up and down me and the way that your eyes sparkle with passion.” That passion lay in a fantasy of both young men getting it on with me together.

I was hungry for what he could give me I wasn’t going to give up, until I got exactly what I wanted.

He was moaning underneath his breath, most likely not wanting to alert his brother to what we were doing together. His legs were visibly trembling and I could see that his hips had gone into overdrive. I was not only making sweet love to his cock with my mouth, but he was fucking it at the same time. It was that wonderful moment of coming together that had him on the precipice of his release.

I decided to up the ante, taking my fingernails that were at least 2 inches in length from both hands and raking them down the inside of his thighs. I’ve done that for an old boyfriend and he had lost it completely. This was no different and he screamed.

“FUCK MEEEEEEE.” The last syllable lingered in the air and echoed off the tile walls. He was filling me with his hot seed with one shot after the other. That liquid refreshment was enough to make me hope that he would never stop. He gave me a good solid five streams and then he dribbled to a stop. The first blast almost took the back of my head off and then I stood with some of his seed still sticking to my lips. I thought that he would wipe it off with his thumb, but he kissed me instead. The realization that he was tasting himself was making me that much hotter.

“I think that we should stop before we go any further. Believe me, I want to step over that line, but it’s going to have to be your decision.” He was daring me and I grabbed onto his semi depleted member and gave it the attention that it was looking for. “You really are not going to take any prisoners, are you, Yvonne?”

“No way.” I hooked my leg around his waist, my wet pussy already well lubricated by not only the fantasy, but also by sucking his cock to completion. I felt his knob nudging at my entrance and then I spied Roman standing at the door with his own cock in his hand. Jensen didn’t see him, but we were now making eye contact, as Jensen’s cock buried itself into my tight welcoming sheath.

“Yes, fuck me, Jensen.” I think that I was putting on more of show for Roman’s benefit and I think that he was getting a lot out of it himself. His love muscle was leaking all over his hand and he was using it as a form of lubrication to stroke himself at the same time that I was banging his brother.

It was not only the hot water that was steaming up the partition, but it was also the hot fucking that we were doing behind the glass. I plastered my hand against that glass, staring at Roman and mouthing the words “I want you”

He stared at me and then he pointed at himself and I nodded my head, as Jensen started to lift me up and down on top of his man spike.

“I fucking love this, Yvonne. Your body is perfect in every way. Your pussy demands my cock. I barely had the head in, when you sucked me in like a damn vacuum cleaner. Your hole is so responsive and my cock is feeling every fucking inch of you.” Our hips were slamming against each other and this loud slapping sound was the only thing that could be heard. I did have my ear on a certain other slapping motion and Roman was really pounding the living hell out of his own organ.

If this was a dream, then I didn’t want to wake up. The feeling that I was getting from watching Roman playing with himself and getting fucked by Jensen at the same time was just about sending all of my sexual nerve endings into overload.

“I’m fucking cumming all over your cock. I want to cum all over your cock.” I’d turned toward Roman with that last statement and he suddenly got this look on his face. “Damn it…push it in deeper. Deeper…YESSSSSS.”  My fingernails were raking across his neck and I was staring at Roman the entire time.

I couldn’t hear him, but I saw the geyser that suddenly took shape and began to shoot towards the ceiling. The walls of my pussy clenched down on the invading presence in a not so subtle way. I couldn’t even form words and Jensen had his eyes closed and was biting his tongue.

Roman was firing off like a cannon and then I saw that he seemed embarrassed by his behavior. He grabbed a towel that was lying on the floor and began to clean up the mess that he made. I thought that it was such a waste that he would do that, because I would have gladly cleaned up everything that he deposited there. He backed out of the room with his semi hardness lying with a small string sticking to his thigh.

“Yvonne.” I heard my name and then I felt the injection of what little bit Jensen had left in the chamber. His balls were now completely drained dry and I felt like I had put him through the wringer and I loved every minute of it. I pulled away from him with a sticky mess. I stood under the hot spray and washed off the best I could. I could still see some of his stuff clinging to my lips and I had to direct the nozzle directly to it, only to feel it pulsating against my clit.

“HOLY FUCK.” My knees buckled and I began to fall, not quite sure if I was going to hurt myself in the process. Thankfully, Jensen was right there, but I thought for sure that he had already slipped through the door and into the bathroom. He held me gingerly, as I took on another climax that had taken me totally by surprise. “I wasn’t expecting that.”