LUST (A STEPBROTHER ROMANCE)
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Once it was hot, Sarah split it into two bowls, then handed me one with a spoon. “Bon appetit,” she said with a grin.
I shook my head, returning her smile. Then I took a bite and managed to avoid wincing. “Well, it could be worse,” I said after swallowing some.
Sarah took a bite herself, but she didn’t stop herself from wincing. “Not but much.” She wrinkled her nose, then headed to sit back in front of the fire.
Dinner was a quiet affair, with us mostly just trying to stomach the less than appetizing meal. I kept telling myself it could’ve been worse, but it really couldn’t have gotten much worse. Fresh, homemade chili was to die for. Crap out of a can? Not so much.
Finally, after eating maybe a third of her bowl, Sarah set it aside. “I’m done.”
I nodded my agreement and set mine next to hers. “I don’t blame you.”
“So, Mr. Boy Scout. Why don’t you go catch us something tastier to eat then?”
“Have you looked out the windows? You’d be lucky to find a bug in this weather, much less anything edible. All the smart animals are huddled up somewhere warm, waiting out the storm.”
“Yeah, I figured.” Sarah signed and leaned back on her elbows. “I guess we’ll be stuck here for the night, huh?”
“Looks like it. Doubt anyone is going to be driving in the dark in this weather.”
I hated that we were going to be stuck here for the night, but there wasn’t much I could do, which seemed like the theme of this trip. Walking up to the lodge definitely wasn’t an option now. Walking it during the day would’ve been dangerous. Walking it at night was just suicidal.
“I’m… I’m sorry, Sarah.” I looked into the fire, focusing on the flickering light.
“For what?”
“For this.” I waved my arm around the empty cabin. “For getting us stuck out here.”
Sarah turned to look at me. I could just barely make out her frown from the corner of my eye. I bit my lip and waited for the overdue chastising, but it never came.
“It’s not your fault. It’s not like you knew your car would break down.” She scooted over until she was right next to me. Then, she put her arm around my shoulders and leaned against me. “I appreciate you trying to make my birthday memorable. Not many guys would go out of their way for me like that.”
The scent of strawberries and mango washed over me. I turned and took a deep breath, relishing in the scent of Sarah’s shampoo. I’d never noticed it before, and I briefly wondered why I was now.
“They would, if you’d let them.” I smiled at her, then put my arm around her and hugged her close. “You’re a great girl, Sarah, even if you do drive me bonkers sometimes. If you got out more instead of huddling up in your room, you’d have guys all over you.”
Sarah snorted and shook her head. “Yeah, ‘cause that’s what I want, a bunch of drunk guys who can’t keep their hands off me. I had enough of that at your birthday party, thank you very much.”
My party? What had happened at my party? I knew Sarah had been there, since I’d dragged her out of her bedroom myself, but I really hadn’t seen much of her that night. I’d told her to invite Kelly, so it wouldn’t just be my friends, and I’d assumed they’d spent the night together, dancing among the crowd.
But now that I thought about it, I remembered seeing Kelly on the dance floor a few times, but I couldn’t recall ever seeing Sarah out there. Then again, I’d been so drunk she could’ve been right in front of my face and I probably wouldn’t have noticed her.
“What happened at my party?
Sarah shook her head. “Nothing, not really. Just a bunch of drunk guys trying to get laid.” She rolled her eyes. “At least you’re not like that. You were as plastered as the rest of the guys, but at least you weren’t humping everything with tits.”
Well, not publically, I thought to myself. But I wasn’t going to mention what had happened after the party. That didn’t seem like an appropriate discussion to have with my step-sister.
“You sure nothing happened?” If one of the guys made a move on her, I might just hit them upside the head. Yeah, she was an adult and could hook up with whoever she wanted, but only if that was what she wanted, not what they wanted,
But Sarah nodded and smiled up at me. “Yeah. I’m… I’m just not a party girl, you know? That’s more Kelly’s scene. She had a blast that night. I’m sure so did some of your friends, judging by the way she was dancing with them.”
Sarah laughed, and I found myself laughing with her. She didn’t show any sign of moving off me anytime soon, but for some reason, I didn’t mind. It was nice having her laying her head against me like this. It was relaxing, and if I focused on the fire, I could almost forget we were stuck in the middle of a blizzard.
“I guess that’s why you didn’t want to throw a party for your birthday.”
She nodded. “I know you were hoping I would, I just wasn’t feeling it. Relaxing at the house with everyone was more than enough for me.”
“I’m sorry for pushing you to come on this trip.”
Again, she shrugged. “It’s no big deal. I know you were just trying to make sure I had fun. And I appreciate it, really.” She smiled at me again. “Besides, I figured this trip couldn’t be too bad. I could always find a nice fire to sit in front of with one of my books, if I got tired of everything.”
I laughed. That’d been exactly what she’d done today. It was kind of cute how she could retreat into her head like that and zone out everything going on around her. I was the exact opposite. Whether it was books, movies, or even video games, nothing kept my attention for very long.
Looking over at her bag, I grinned. “So exactly how many books did you bring?
“Just a few….” She said, her face flushing read.
“Yeah, a few dozen, probably!”
She smacked my leg, then laughed. “I’m not that bad!”
“I know.”
I looked down at her and all of a sudden had the urge to kiss her. With her eyes closed, she looked so peaceful, those puffy red lips just begging to be kissed. But I pushed the thought away, immediately. This was my sister, even if we were only related through marriage! I wasn’t supposed to be thinking about kissing her, no matter how cute or sweet she seemed.
Shaking the thoughts from my head, I stretched. “I guess we better clean up the stuff from dinner.”
Sarah nodded, then yawned before sitting up and stretching. She picked up the bowls and the two of us headed into the kitchen to clean everything up, since it was pretty clear neither of us were eating any more of that crap. It may have been edible, but it was far from enjoyable.
“We should probably get some sleep,” Sarah said as she did her best to clean the bowls without any soap. “Maybe someone will come by early in the morning and we can get out of here.”
“Yeah, that’s a good idea.”
I had my doubts, but Sarah was right. I’d rather be up and ready to go if someone did show up, rather than be sound asleep and miss them completely. The last thing I wanted was for us to be stuck up here for another day!
Once the dishes were clean, Sarah and I retrieved the now dry, and much cleaner, bed linens. It only took a few moments for us to remake the bed, and I looked forlornly at the discarded comforter. I walked over and picked it up, dragging it in front of the fire place.
“What’re you doing?” Sarah watched me, hands on her hips, her blue eyes sparkling in the firelight.
“I’ll sleep with this. You can have the bed.”
“Oh please.” She rolled her eyes. “You’ll suffocate from all that dust. We can share the bed, you know. We’re both adults.”
“Are… are you sure?”
Sarah nodded, then sat on the bed and began removing her boots. “Yeah. It won’t kill us. And I doubt you’re going to try and molest me in my sleep.”
“Never!” I said instantly. Not in a million years would I have even dreamed of doing something to Sarah while she slept.
I snorted. Her jeans were practically skin tight, so I really didn’t blame her. Even my jeans, which were much baggier, weren’t the greatest to sleep in. Whoever invented the damn things apparently hadn’t wanted anyone sleeping in them.
She nodded at my jeans. “You can take yours off too, if you want.” Her flush deepened. “Not that you have to, or anything, I mean. I just thought you might be more comfortable without them, that’s all.”
I laughed and shook my head at her rambling. I walked over to the bed and sat down, taking off my boots and tossing them over with hers. Then I stood up, grinned at her, and removed my own jeans. I wasn’t much one to say no to a challenge, even if it was just an implied one.
Besides, sleeping without the jeans would be much more comfortable. And I usually just slept in my boxers at home, anyway. But with the chill in the cabin, I wasn’t going to take much else off. Besides, I was sharing a bed with my step-sister; there was a limit!
As Sarah crawled beneath the thin blanket, I tossed a few more logs onto the fire. Hopefully that would be enough to burn throughout the night and not have us turn into popsicles. Once that was done, I turned back to the bed to see Sarah grinning at me, the blanket up to her chin.
I took a deep breath, then walked over to the other side of the bed. This would be the first time I’d spent the night with a girl, just sleeping. This would definitely be interesting, but at least it was only for one night.
I hoped.
5
Sarah
I’d expected to be up half the night, tossing and turning as I tried to sleep. Instead, it seemed like I was out the moment my eyes shut. I barely even noticed Nathan next to me in the bed. That is, until I woke up the next morning as the sun shone through window.
For the first few moments, I couldn’t figure out where I was. I blinked a few times, trying to get my brain to focus. The first thing I noticed was the warmth beneath me, the gentle rising and falling. Then, there was the arm around my shoulders.
My eyes shot open and I looked up at Nathan’s sleeping face. I was laying on his chest, snuggled against his side, and his arm around me. I took a deep breath to keep from panicking. I’d never shared a bed with a guy before, and I certainly hadn’t expected this to happen.
The worst part was when I looked down and saw a very obvious tent where his crotch would be. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit! It wasn’t a tiny tent either, which just made my brain go into overdrive as my heart began to pound.
Was he getting turned on by me? I knew he wouldn’t actually try anything, but I hadn’t expected him to get horny from it!
But as I stared at it, something began to stir inside me. The closest I’d ever come to a hard cock was in the trashy romance novels I couldn’t stop reading. Now there was a real live one, only a few inches away, covered only by a thin blanket and an even thinner pair of boxers.
Carefully, I lifted the blanket, just enough to peer beneath it. My breath caught in my throat. Sometime during the night, Nathan had come out of his boxers, and now he was completely exposed. His stiff member stood straight up out of the fly.
I stared at it, unable to move, unable to breath, unable to even think. This was the first time I’d ever seen a real penis, outside of health classes and the few pornos I’d seen. To top it off, it was Nathan’s cock, my own step-brother. The one person I wasn’t supposed to see like this.
Nathan shifted and I dropped the blanket, closing my eyes to pretend I was still sleeping. It wasn’t until he began to move that I opened my eyes, rubbing them gently as if I’d just woken up.
“Morning,” Nathan said, stretching his arms above his head.
“M..morning.” The word barely made it out of my mouth. My throat was so dry, I could barely breathe, let alone speak. My eyes were drawn back to the tent beneath the sheet almost immediately, despite my best efforts.
Nathan must’ve noticed my gaze, since he shifted, reaching beneath the blanket to adjust himself until the tent was no longer standing straight up. “Sorry,” he said, his face bright red now. “The damn thing has a mind of its own in the mornings.”
I nodded and offered him a shaky smile. “Yeah, no problem.”
I swung my legs out of the bed, then quickly grabbed my jeans and shimmied into them. The fire had died down over the night, and the room was quite chilly, a stark contrast from being beneath the blanket and snuggled up with Nathan.
Nathan did the same thing, and I couldn’t help but watch as he walked across the room to where he’d left his jeans. He’d adjusted himself so he was no longer sticking out the fly, but the outline of his stiff cock was still very much evident in his boxers. He had it down the right leg of his boxers, the cloth just barely coming down far enough to cover the head.
I tried to swallow the lump in my throat, unable to take my eyes off him. Why did the first guy I saw like this have to be my step-brother?
As he slipped his jeans on, I fought to get myself under control. I couldn’t let him see me like this. We’d just shared a bed; I doubted he’d be very happy with me if he found out I was checking him out. Nor did I want him to realize I’d never seen a guy in that state before. He’d probably start treating me like a little kid if he found out I was a complete virgin still.
Even with his jeans back on though, I could still make out the outline of his manhood.
“I’d suggest a shower if it wasn’t going to be freezing,” he said grinning at me.
I blinked at him a few times, trying to decipher what he’d said. My brain still seemed to be frozen, and it wasn’t because of the weather. “Y..yeah…” I stuttered out.
Nathan walked over and hooked his arm around my neck, giving me a playful hug. “Sounds like you might need a shower just to wake up!” he said, laughing.
I rolled my eyes and pushed him away. “Hey, I’m not the one who needs a cold shower to calm down.”
“Ohh, touché,” Nathan said, mock wincing. “Sounds like someone’s a little jealous. Not used to seeing a real man?”
I looked him up and down, then smirked. “I still don’t see one.”
Nathan messed with my hair, then gently pushed me away. “Keep it up, and I’ll show you a real man.”
“You can try!” I stuck my tongue at him.
Apparently, that was the wrong response, since he ended up chasing me around the cabin in mock anger. I laughed and squealed as I circled the tiny cabin, trying to keep out of his reach. I’d just approached the bed when he tackled me, both of us landing on the soft mattress.
He pinned me down, holding my hands above my head, both of us gasping for air. “So, what were you saying?” he asked, smirking down at me.
I stuck out my tongue, then smirked right back at him. That just earned me more punishment, since he held both of my wrists with one hand now, then began tickling my ribs with the free hand. I squealed and squirmed, trying to break free, but it was no use.
“Stop!” I yelled between my giggles. “Come on, Nathan!”
“Say you’re sorry.” His grin broadened. “Then maybe I’ll let you go!”
I held out for only a few more moments before my willpower broke. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! You’re a real, man okay? Just let me go!”
Nathan was relentless. He continued tickling me until I thought I might pee myself. Then, finally, he stopped, though he didn’t let me go just yet. He kept me pinned on the bed, a wicked grin on his face, the corners of his eyes crinkling with amusement.
“Jackass,” I said as I struggled to catch my breath.
“Hey, you started it.”
For a few moments, we just stared at each other. Even once my breathing was back to normal, he still didn’t release me. Then, I became acutely aware of his hard cock pressin
g into my leg, making me suck in a breath. There was no way that was just morning wood, not now.
Slowly, Nathan’s head seemed to inch closer to mine. I held my breath, my heart pounding, threatening to break free. Was he going to kiss me? For some reason, I wasn’t appalled at the idea. Instead, I was intrigued. What would it be like to kiss him? Was he a good kisser? Would I be a good kisser?
Outside of a few innocent kisses in my youth, I’d never even kissed a guy. Well, unless you counted when Nathan’s friend tried to shove his tongue down my throat, which I didn’t.
I knew I should’ve been repulsed by the idea of kissing Nathan, but I wasn’t. Rather, I wanted him to do it. I wanted to see what it was like to really kiss a guy, especially one as kind and caring as Nathan.
Time slowed to a crawl as he began to inch closer and closer to me. I wanted him to just hurry up and do it, but I was frozen in place, unable to speak or move. I was helpless, his to do with what he pleased. And I couldn’t have been happier.
Finally, his lips pressed against mine and star appeared before my eyes. He didn’t try to stick his tongue in my mouth or even try to touch me. He just kept his lips firmly against me, his eyes locked onto mine. His hard cock was still pressed against my leg as well, making my entire world start to spin. I closed my eyes and pushed back against him.
Then, in the blink of my eye, his touch was gone. When I opened my eyes, he was standing a few feet away, facing away from me. I stared at him, my breath caught in my chest. What had happened? Why did he pull away like that? Had I done something wrong?
“I…I’m sorry,” he said, still not looking at me. “I shouldn’t have done that. I’m so sorry.”
I stared at his back, unsure what to say. Why was he sorry? It wasn’t like I’d tried to push him away or even ask him to stop. Had I really been that bad at kissing? Or was he just repulsed by the idea of having just kissed his step-sister?
He ran his hand through his hair, then started pacing. I could just make out what he was saying under his breath. “God, I’m such an idiot. Such a fucking idiot. After what you said last night about guys who couldn’t keep their hands off you…. And now I fucking kissed you. God I’m such a fucking idiot.”