TEASE_A Stepbrother Romance

by Mia Carson

  “Amazing,” he said, turning to me and kissing me on the lips.

  “Awesome,” I murmured as I curled up next to him. My hand touched his cock. I felt it stirring in my hand and smiled. This was turning out to be the best night of my life.

  “I wish we hadn’t waited until your last night at home to get together,” Nick said as he rubbed me all over.

  I had totally forgotten I was leaving for California the next day, and just when I finally hooked up with the man I had been craving for years. How the heck was I going to survive the next few months at a new school without my newfound sex partner? How were we going to work out the new layer of our stepsister-stepbrother relationship? Suddenly, all the pleasure I’d gotten from the orgasm ebbed as sad thoughts overtook me.

  Nick noticed the change in my countenance and held me tight. “We’ll figure it out,” he assured me as he kissed me.

  I nodded. There was no need for words. Suddenly, I wished I was going to the local college with Nick instead of a private college all the way in California. For the first time, I didn’t feel like leaving.

  ***

  NICK

  ***

  As I held Maddy close to me, all the emotions she had always unknowingly evoked in me came rushing at me. She was absolutely beautiful, and I had wanted more from her since the day our parents introduced us. I had assumed it would never happen with us because of the confines of our relationship, so I kept my feelings at bay. I spent years pretending she wasn’t so attractive even though my cock hardened each time I was in her presence.

  Over the years, I managed to fool her into thinking all I wanted was to be her big brother and nothing more. What she didn’t know was that I used her as a yardstick for the girls I dated, and since no one ever came close to her, my relationships with them didn’t last. I had a reputation as a player, and I didn’t want to correct it so Maddy didn’t think I was available. The truth was that she was the only one I ever truly wanted. She was the girl I wanted to spend my days with, as impossible as it seemed.

  When I had come home earlier that day and saw her crying over a jerk, it not only broke my heart but had also tugged at my raw emotions. I had comforted her in the worst possible way, by having mind-blowing sex with her, something that probably wasn’t the best course of action for us. Now I had opened up a can of worms and there was no going back. I couldn’t take back our lovemaking and wouldn’t even if I could. It was the best thing that had happened to me in a long time, and I wouldn’t trade being in her for any other experience.

  As I held her close on the fuck bed, I wanted so much to tell her how much having sex with her had been a dream come true for me, but I couldn’t. I had long figured she liked me as much as I liked her, and if she knew my true feelings for her, she might try to make things work. This situation was one that could never work. There was no way our parents would buy into us being a couple, and I couldn’t bear to break her heart again by starting something that was never going to last. I was sure she felt the same way, but neither of us was ready to talk about what we he had just done. As she curled up next to me, fragile yet strong, I felt a strong need to protect her.

  “We’ll figure it out,” I repeated, kissing her again. She seemed reassured as she relaxed in my arms. Who was I kidding? Figure it out? How? How in the world was I going to get away with having a relationship with my stepsister?

  ***

  2

  ***

  The next day was so chaotic. Between packing all of my stuff, my mom barging into my room every two seconds to make sure I had everything, my stepdad reminding me that we don’t want to miss my flight, and Nick hauling my things to the car, I didn’t have much time to think of the wild night before. Nick did, however, blow me a kiss once when Mom and Dad weren’t paying attention, but we refrained from any physical contact. We made it to the airport just in the nick of time.

  “Be good,” Mom said as she hugged me tightly. Mom was a petite woman, and for me to feel her hug me that tightly, I knew she was wishing me the best with everything she had.

  “I will, Mom. I promise,” I said, hugging her tightly as well. We’d had just each other to lean on for most of my life, and being away from her was going to be incredibly tough.

  “We’ll miss you,” said Dan, whom I now called “Dad,” as he took his turn to hug. In contrast to my mom, Dan was a huge guy. The first time I’d met Dan, I had been amused at how physically different he and my mom were. The height difference was apparent, but one minute of being in his presence told me he had a lot more going for him than just his height. He was charming and sexy. Nick definitely took after him.

  “I’ll call every weekend. Take care of Mom,” I said to him as I hugged him back. I fought back a tear that threatened to escape.

  “Of course. She’s in good hands.” He smiled at me, his dimples emerging. This was another trait his son had inherited. It made me comfortable knowing Mom wasn’t going to be lonely when I left.

  I turned to Nick, not sure what to expect from him, but thankfully, he had his emotions in check. He did what my parents were used to – a simple bear hug and a peck on the cheek.

  “Take care, Maddy. I’ll call you when I get back to school.”

  “Sure, call me when you can, Nick. I’ll see you guys in just a few months!” I said as I took a deep breath and looked one more time at my loving family before me.

  I waved and put on a cheerful face as I hurried out of their presence before I burst into full blown sobs. I wasn’t sure if the tears were for the fact that I knew how much I’d miss home, or the disappointment at the lack of affection from Nick. I needed to get away from him and from my fantasy relationship that wasn’t reality with him. A peck on the cheek hadn’t been enough. I know he couldn’t do much given the presence of our parents, but could he have at least given me a tighter hug? A longer peck?

  The night before could as well have been a dream if it wasn’t for the fact that my pussy still felt slightly raw from the repeated sessions of lovemaking we’d shared the night before. Maybe he regretted having sex with me, and perhaps this was his way of showing it. There were so many unanswered questions swimming about in my mind, but asking them as I said goodbye to my parents was hardly the time and place to find answers. Not like there was a lot to talk about.

  I knew Nick’s history of changing girlfriends every month; I was already history. The only exception was I wasn’t technically his girlfriend in the first place, which was worse. What was I? A stepsister with benefits? I wouldn’t be surprised if I came home during the winter break to find him dating another sorority bimbo. Things worked that way sometimes.

  ***

  School wasn’t as bad as I had imagined, and I soon settled down and established a routine. My roommate, Amy, turned out to be a sweet and adventurous foreign exchange student from London. We bonded instantly, and between her naughty antics and my crazy course load as an English major, I tried to keep myself distracted over the first few weeks. I still called home every weekend to speak to Mom and Dad. Nick called me occasionally, but our conversations were always so weird – simply formalities and no discussion of us or what had happened between us. I figured if he wasn’t going to discuss it, I sure wasn’t going to.

  Finally, the semester came to an end, and Amy and I prepared to fly back to our respective homes. As we rode in the cab to the airport, we talked about our winter break plans.

  “I have to come visit you one day,” I said. “I’ve never been to London and I’ve always wanted to go.”

  “We could trade places,” she said, smiling teasingly. “I want to go to your house so I can hook up with your brother.”

  “Stepbrother,” I corrected. Amy knew all about Nick, but only the non-naughty parts. She knew he’d played soccer in high school, was a computer major senior at the state college, and liked lasagna with tons of cheese. I guess I talked a little bit too much about him. She’d seen his pictures on my phone and had instantly developed a crush on
him. This did not surprise me in the least, as Nick was a girl magnet.

  “Trust me, Amy, you won’t want to hook up with him. You’ll last maybe a month,” I said, giggling. Deep inside, I was a bit jealous of another girl expressing her desire for Nick, no matter how harmless.

  “Well, it’ll be one glorious month,” Amy said with a laugh.

  Just then, the cab pulled up to the airport curb, and we quickly paid the driver. We turned to say our goodbyes; she was headed to the international terminal while I was en route to the domestic.

  “I’ll see you in just a few weeks,” I said, giving her a peck on the cheek. “Enjoy the break.”

  “You too. See you in a month,” Amy replied.

  One glorious month! I was going to be home for one month with Nick, but I was a little scared. How were things going to work out between us? Suddenly, I was filled with trepidation and doubt. I had been looking forward to seeing him, but suddenly, I wasn’t so sure anymore. What if he still pretended like we’d never had sex? Worse still, what if he had a new shiny girlfriend on display? Or what if Amber, or was it Ashley, whoever was his last girlfriend, was back in the picture. Suddenly, my dreams of us making things work somehow turned sour.

  ***

  Six hours after boarding the plane in LA, I arrived at JFK airport in New York, expecting my mom or dad to be there to pick me up, but Nick had come instead. He had also come alone.

  “Nick!” I called out as I walked toward the arrival area, seeing him before he saw me.

  “Maddy!” He ran up to me and engulfed me in a hug – a deep, sensual hug that was much tenderer than the brotherly bear hug he had given me when I left a few months ago.

  As our bodies pressed together, I felt a little tingle of excitement spread through me. I held onto him a little longer than I probably should have. I didn’t want to stop. All the memories of the amazing night we’d had together came rushing back. Oh gosh, he was turning me on by just holding me.

  He pulled away from me more quickly than I would have wished, but not before I felt something hard brush against my belly. His cock had responded to me. I felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe this month wasn’t going to be too bad after all, especially once we figured out what we were doing.

  “You look great. All grown-up,” he said, his eyes roving from my toes to my hair. I tried not to look at him, but I could tell he was undressing me with his eyes, the way only Nick knew how to.

  “You look great yourself,” I said. I glanced briefly at his groin for a telltale sign that would betray the hard-on I thought I’d felt. I was right. His cock was straining slightly against his pants, and he was doing a poor job of hiding it.

  “How was your flight?” he asked, pretending like he didn’t have a hard on.

  “Great. A little turbulence over the mountains, but it was great,” I replied with a wide grin. I had to divert my eyes from his groin and forced myself to look at his face. “I’m glad to be back.”

  “Good to have you home, too,” he said as took my carry-on from me. “We’ve all missed you.”

  “We?” I looked at him, my face certainly displaying my curiosity.

  “Mom, Dad, and me, of course,” he said, playing right along.

  I was hoping he’d say he missed me like crazy, but simply missing me was a good start. “So, when did you come home?”

  “Yesterday. Dad told me you were coming home today, so I figured I’d surprise you and come home earlier.”

  “That’s nice,” I said, my heart skipping a beat at the thought that he must have missed me more than he let on. His school was only a three-hour drive from home, and I know he preferred to hang out with his friends at school than come home. That coming home earlier might have been planned was significant for me.

  “I wanted to see you,” he said, holding my shoulder casually as we walked toward the car.

  His touch was enough to arouse me again. I changed the subject to distract myself from the mounting and spreading warmth throughout my body.

  “Where’s Mom? I thought she’d be here.”

  “You know Mom. She’s on call and got paged right before we were about to leave for the airport. Dad accompanied her since she wanted company. They said they won’t be long. They can’t wait to see you.”

  “Yeah, famous last words. So, it’s just you and me?”

  “Yes, kiddo,” he said, grinning as he walked towards the exit. I walked behind him, noticing the way his ass moved in his pants – it was tighter than I remembered.

  We found his car quickly and were on our way home. As we talked, I observed Nick. He still looked like the hunk I’d left behind a few short months earlier. As usual, he was wearing a white, tight shirt that showed his bulging biceps. Nick was a gym freak and it showed. I swallowed, diverting my eyes away from his body and focusing on the road ahead.

  “So, how did your first semester wrap up?” Nick’s voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked over at him, then quickly looked away as I realized he was staring at my bare legs. I was wearing a rather short skirt that had gathered high on my thighs when I sat down. I shifted to pull it down, but he reached out his hand and touched me. “No, leave it that way. You know you look great.”

  I pulled my hand back, warmth burning where he had touched me.

  “It was good. I’m glad it’s over,” I said. “My roommate has a crush on you. She wants to hook up with you when she gets the chance.”

  “Is she cute? Hook us up.”

  I looked at his face; he seemed dead serious. For a few seconds, I had no words. “You can’t be serious.”

  “Why not?” he asked.

  I looked at him and he still had the serious look.

  “Tell me you’re kidding,” I said in flat tone.

  “I got you,” he said giggling. “I’m just pulling your leg, Maddy.”

  “That wasn’t funny,” I said, playfully smacking him.

  “Sorry. But I’m glad you survived your first semester. I’m sorry I didn’t call often. I just didn’t really know what to say after our night together. But I’ve been thinking so much about you, Maddy. Thinking naughty things that I have no business thinking.”

  “Really?”

  He laughed and glanced at me. He responded with a low throaty voice. “Yes, really. I still remember every detail of that night with you.”

  I glanced over at him, but rather than looking at his face, my eyes lowered to his crotch. He had a full-blown boner! Shit. I looked away, sure my cheeks were on fire. I wanted to reach out and touch his cock, but my pride wouldn’t let me act. He’d had sex with me and never addressed it. Now, many months later, he wanted to talk about it casually. I wasn’t ready.

  “Nick, can we talk about us a little later?” I asked. “After we’re settled in?”

  “Sure,” Nick said, his voice neutral.

  We drove in silence for some time, Nick weaving through traffic and pretending like the mounting attraction between us was not a distraction nor abnormal between siblings. What if I helped him out by putting my hands on him? No! This was so wrong – I couldn’t be thinking nasty things like touching Nick’s hard cock while we were headed home.

  “So, are you still working out a lot?” I asked after a few minutes of uncomfortable silence.

  “You noticed?” Nick replied, a boyish smile appearing on his lips.

  “Yes. I mean, you look great,” I said. I also wanted to tell him his ass was tight, but that was for another day.

  “Thanks. The gym keeps me sane,” he said.

  “Two for one,” I replied.

  “What do you mean?” he asked without looking at me.

  “Hit the gym, get fit, and you can pick up girls. That will keep you sane.”

  “Certainly,” he replied. I could tell he was irritated.

  We pulled up in the driveway just as Mom and Dad returned. The conversation between Nick and I was suddenly buried in hugs and kisses from our parents. They wanted to hear about every single thing that had happened to
me since I had left home.

  ***

  The next few days dragged on and on. Our parents had taken off from work to spend quality time together as a family. Nick and I were never alone for long, so we didn’t get a chance to talk any further. Several times, though, I caught him looking at me the same way he’d looked at me in the airport, but I pretended not to see him. Once, I was wearing one of my rather short skirts and was bending over while loading the dishwasher. I noticed him looking at my ass as I bent over. Rather than straighten up, I bent over even more until I knew he could see the outline of the slit of my pussy. I’m such a tease, and I didn’t care. We probably wouldn’t get together again anyway. He had openly admitted to having other girls while I had been away, and I had resigned myself to the fact that what had happened between us last summer had been just an accident...a one-time occurrence. Life was back to normal, and we were just what we had always been and would always be – step siblings.

  A few days later, Nick was heading to the gym while everyone was watching television in the living room.

  “Anyone up for going to the gym?” he asked no one in particular.

  “Too tired. Maybe you and Maddy can go?” Dad replied. He was sitting on his favorite lounge chair in the living room and looked like he was settling in.

  “Yeah, you two should go,” Mom suggested.

  “Maddy?” Nick turned to me. I could tell he didn’t want me to go to the gym with him alone. I would probably mess up his pick-up routine and cock-block him. He wouldn’t want that.

  “That’s okay. I don’t want to disrupt your schedule,” I said, hoping he’d leave me alone. I wouldn’t be able to handle him flirting with girls at the gym.

  “Come on, you won’t get in my way. I haven’t really hung out with you since you came home.” He smiled at me, a smile I knew was forced, but, nonetheless, it worked.

  “Sure. Why not? Might as well start taking off some of these freshman pounds. Five minutes and I’ll be ready,” I said, getting up and heading to my room. I looked through my gym clothes and finally settled on a pair of tights I knew accentuated my long legs, along with a sports bra and a tiny white t-shirt.