Seduced by My Step Brothers

BOYXBOY - Charlie's mum died a few years ago, the triplets father ran when he found out just how many kids his girlfriend was going to have. Now their parents got married, without telling them. Four gay teen boys under one roof, as Charlie says "I could write a book about that."


6. A Dream?

It has been a month since the boys moved in, three weeks since I told Jake my decision. I told him that I wouldn't tell his mum or my dad, and that they should keep it down. I haven't walked in on any situations like that since then, and things have been slightly awkward between the four of us. I tried to not stay home so much, switching in between Emily's place and home. I was home occasionally, for breakfast and sometimes dinner. I wasn't sure if my dad had noticed at all, he hasn't said anything. It's not like he cares anyways.

Our parents had gone out for the night to celebrate their one month anniversary and the staff went out for one of their birthdays, so the house was practically empty. I grabbed my keys off the night stand and pulled out my phone to text Emily and let her know that I was leaving the house. But before I was even able to unlock it, her face popped up on the screen. I slid the green bar over and answered the call, moving the phone to my ear. "Hello?" I answered, walking out of my room and closing the door behind me.

"You're on your way, right?" She asked. "Tonight is going to be killer." She said. We planned to go out to the club tonight and just let loose. Jeff and I had recently gotten into a fight, so I haven't talked to him in quite some time.

"Yes." I sighed, a tad irritated. She was always like this. "Have I ever stood you up before?" I asked.

"No." She sighed. "Charlie can yo-"

"Hold on." I said, cutting her off. I heard noises coming from Jake's room again, I knew what noises they were, and I knew exactly what they were doing, but I couldn't help but get closer.

The door was left slightly ajar again, giving me just enough room to peek in and see what was going on. It was obvious that they had just begun because the majority of their clothes were still on. Tony had Mike's lips caught between his, moving slowly, but passionately, in sinc with each other while Jake was obviousally palming Mike through his jeans, sucking on his neck. I know that I should turn away, act like I didn't see anything and meet up with Emily, whose voice I could slightly hear in my ear, but I couldn't. For some reason I couldn't peel my eyes away from the scene that laid in front of me.

Tony's lips left Mike's and for a brief second, his eyes met mine, all too quickly dropping down to my crotch, soon making me realize the tightness that was there. I was hard, and from the smirk on his lips, he knew it. He stuck one of his long, slick fingers out, motioning with it to tell me to come closer, to join in. I slowly started to shake my head no, then I noticed that there was six eyes on me, all anxiously telling me to enter the room. "Sorry Em, something came up." I said, ending the call before she had time to respond. I knew she was going to grill me for this, especially since my voice was thick and husky.

"Come on." Tony whispered, his voice barely reaching my ears. So I did just that, I took slow, steady steps into the room and softly shut the door behind me.


I jolted awake, my body covered in a thick sheet of sweat, my clothes clinging to my body. I sat up a little straighter and regretted it instantly, the friction bringing immediate attention to my mourning wood. I lifted the covers and peered over to the window, sunlight sneaking it's way in through the curtain. I just can't believe that I had that kind of dream about my step brothers!

Yes, Jeff and I had a falling out, so of course I haven't gotten any in quite sometime, but that was no excuse for this kind of dream. Most importantly, why did Tony seem like the main person in my dream? Does this mean that I am more attracted to him than the others? It would make more sense for me to be more attracted to Mike since he is the one that I've done the most talking to.

"Ugh!" I groaned out in frustration, ruffling my hair. "A nice cold shower, that's what I need right now." I whispered, walking into my private bathroom. I had been using the hall one for a while since the plumbing hadn't been working in this one, but it's finally fixed.

I turned the nob over all the way to the left, setting it on as cold as it could get before getting in.


"Alright." I whispered to myself, stepping out of the shower and shaking my head. I grabbed one of the neatly folded towels from the metal shelf above the toilet and wrapped it around my waist after drying off, grabbing another to dry my hair. I walked out of the bathroom, still ruffling a small towel through my overgrown hair.

I pulled on some clothes and headed downstairs for breakfast, sitting down in my usual seat I noticed two things; our parents were missing in action and three pairs of eyes were trained on my every move. I wanted to say something, but I figured it would be best to just leave it, so I concentrated on the food in front of me. I grabbed a butter knife and scooped some grape jelly out of the jar and smeared it on my bagel before bringing it to my lips and taking a bite. As my eyes glazed over the boys, I noticed that with each bite I took, Tony took a lick of his lips. I finished off my bagel and continued to eat the rest of my food, keeping my eyes trained on my plate. This was getting awkward, fast.

I finish my food and excuse myself from the table, going into the main living room and sitting in one of the over sized seats, turning on the over sized television. After searching through the guide for what felt like hours, I finally decides on a show and sank back, letting the large chair engulf my small frame.

I haven't done this in a while; just sitting down and relaxing in my own home. Ever since the triplets moved in things have been uncomfortable. At first it was just trying to get comfortable around them, then in the first week I catch them doing that and end up staying away from home as much as I can. Emily made it a little easier to forget at times, and it was helpful, but I can't run away from this. I know what they do, I told them that I wouldn't tell, now I just have to accept it. It may take a while, but I have to at least try.

I heard the tone of a phone and turned my head to the noise, only to see Tony standing in the entrance way. Our eyes made contact, and neither of us seemed to have the intention to break it. He started talking slow steps forward, as if he were the hunter and I was the prey he was worried he would frighten off. "W-what?" I asked as he got mere inches away from my face.

"Shh." He whispered, his warm breath fanning across my face. "Just relax." He said, his voice calm and soothing. He leaned in closer and captured my lips between his. At first I was frozen in place, not sure what to do. Then, when what was happening registered, I pushed him away. He looked at me, his eyes holding obvious confusion. I heard him say something, but as to what; I don't know. I was too busy pushing him out of the way and making my quick escape, slickly grabbing my phone off the arm of the chair and dashing up the stairs.

I grabbed my keys from my room and shoved some clothes and other necessities into a large bag before running back down stairs and leaving. I needed to talk to Emily, and I needed to talk to her now. It took everything in my not to slam down on the gas and speed to her house, but I did it. I got to her house, abiding all traffic laws. I rushed out of the car and up to her door, slamming my finger down on the doorbell. I tapped my foot impatiently, waiting for someone, anyone, to open the door. "Oh come on." I whined, ringing the doorbell once more.

"Do you know what god awful time it is?!" Emily's voice screeched, almost shattering my ear drum. Her thick blonde hair was in a messy pony tail on top of her head and she had day old makeup smudged around her face, a robe covering her body.

"Uh yeah." I said, looking at my phone. "Two thirty, in the afternoon."

"Whatever, what do you want?" She asked.

"We have to talk." I told her.

"Come on in." She said, gesturing with her arm for me to enter. I trailed behind her up the stairs and into her room. "Talk." She said, turning around to face me.

"Tony kissed me." I whispered, so low that even I barely heard it.

"Dude, talk louder." She said, she was in a very cranky mood for some reason today.

"Tony kissed me." I repeated, a little louder this time.

"I swear to god Charlie, if you don't talk louder I will push your ass out the damn window." She growled.

"Tony kissed me!" I yelled.

"He what? When? Where? Why?" She asked, talking so fast that the words were practically slurred together.

"He kissed me, about twenty minutes ago, in my living room, and I don't know." I responded, answered all of her questions.

"Oh! That reminds me, why did you cancel on me last night?" She asked out of the blue.

"What do you mean?" I asked, confusion filling my voice.

"We were supposed to go to the club. When I called you you said that you were on your way then you told me to hold on and was quiet for quite sometime then you said that you had to cancel and hung up before I could respond! I ended up going to the club with Suzy." She sneered. She wasn't the biggest fan of Suzy, but whenever I was unavailable, she was her go to.

"Wait, so last night actually happened?" I asked, my heart beating so fast that I wouldn't be surprised if it broke out of my chest.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"I think I had a foursome with my step brothers." I said, my voice emotionless.


This explained so much; the weird stares, the unusual amount of awkwardness, Tony kissing me. After Emily got me out of my shock I went home, I had to talk to them about this. I just couldn't believe that this actually happened. I said that I wasn't going to get involved, but I guess it's to late to stick to that plan now.

I walked up to the front door, unlocking the door and placing my hand on the knob. After taking a deep breath, I turned the handle and pushed the door open. I found all three of the boys sitting in the main living room; I wasn't sure if this was good or bad. "I thought it was a dream." I said, causing all six eyes to fall on me.

"Huh, that explains why you acted so casual about it all." Jake said.

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