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."


5. Decisions

Three Years Ago

it had been about a week since I told Jeff that I was gay, and he seemed to take it okay. Looking from the outside in it seemed like nothing had changed, but being on the inside, I knew it had. He seemed fidgety around me, wouldn't look my directly in the eye, and it was hard to deal with. We were starting freshman year in a month, I was going to need my best friend. However, with the way things were going, I wouldn't be surprised if we completely stopped hanging out.

My phone rang, pulling me out of my thoughts. I picked it up off my bed and immediately answered the call, not looking at the caller id. "Hey, Charlie?" Jeff's nervous voice asked through the speakers of my phone.

"Hey." I replied, not really sure why he had called, he had just left barely an hour ago.

"See if you can spend the night." He said, not demanding, but his voice defiantly holding urgency.

"Alright." I responded. "I'll be there soon." I said, already knowing that my parents would say yes.


As soon as the door opened, I was pulled in. Warm lips crashing to mine, to my surprise. "What the hell?!" I screamed, pushing Jeff off of me.

"Just let me kiss you." He said, bringing his lips to mine once more. I stayed still at first, not sure what to do. Soon I found my lips moving with his, my body leaning in closer to him. I felt his hand run through my hair, grabbing a hold of it and bring my face even closer to his.

I began to push him away, and after a while I was able to. "Your parents?" I asked him, not wanting them to see us, I didn't want them to never let us hang out again.

"Not here." He said, quickly reconnecting our lips and slipping his tongue inside of my mouth.

Mike's POV

Charlie saw us. Charlie was laying on the floor, looking at us, not meeting a single one of our gazes. He quickly pulled himself up from the floor and ran away from the room. "Oh no." I whispered.

"Well, we were planning on telling him eventually." Tony said, pulling away from me.

"I should go talk to him." Jake said, pulling out of me with a wet pop, causing a moan to escape from me. Thankfully, they both either ignored it or didn't hear it.

"What if he tells mom?" I asked, my voice holding obvious panic.

"He won't, I am going to go talk to him." Jake said, pulling on his discarded clothes.

"Maybe Mike should, he is the one that Charlie has talked to the most." Tony offered, and I snapped my head over to him.

"You're kidding, right?" Jake said. "Mike is two steps away from a panic attack right now, I don't think he would be able to calm Charlie down and get him to understand right now." Jake finished.

"You're probably right." Tony said with a sigh before taking a seat next to me.

"Probably? Honey, I am." He said, walking out of the room and closing the door behind him.

"Don't worry, Jake will fix this." Tony said with a smile, rubbing soothing circles into my back.

Charlie's POV

I was back in the safety of my room, and to say I was shocked would be an understatement. I mean, I figured they were close; they are triplets after all, but that close?! The worst part? I was okay with, and quite frankly; a little turned on.

I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. This was not good, not good at all. I was wishing that all of this was a dream and that I would wake up from it soon, but another part of me wished it wasn't. A part of me wanted in. "Charlie!" A voice whispered through my door, softly knocking. "Charlie, it's Jake." He said. "Please let me explain." He pleaded. I wasn't sure if I would regret this or not, but I opened the door.

"Three minutes, go." I said as soon as I opened the door.

"Look, I know it looks bad and that to some people it is immoral and wrong." He began. "Okay, you're gay. You understand that the way people love is not accepted by many. You understand that because of who you love, how you love, some people don't accept you. Some despise you even. You know how hard it is to love who you love with out being ridiculed." He said, pacing around the room. "I know that it might be stretching it to compare incest to homosexuality, but look at them as the same thing. Look at them in the same light and tell me if you find it to be wrong, for it to be horrible, disgusting, repulsing, unacceptable even. Just think about it before you tell anyone, okay?" He asked, his voice holding true sincerity.

"Okay." I whispered, giving a slight nod of my head.

"Thank you." He replied, before slipping out of the room.

I laid back down in my bed, thoughts running through it. I never planned on telling anyone about it, the thought never even entered my mind. However, since he brought it up, it made me think about it. The right thing to do would be to tell my parents, their mum at least. However, maybe doing the opposite would be better? If I tell their mum a number of things could happen. Things that could possibly ruin their lives. Their mother may have been able to accept the whole being gay, but incest? That could be the straw that breaks the camel's back. Their mother could split them apart, ship them off to schools in different countries. We certainly do have the money to do so. It could even affect my life. My father may be okay with my being gay, but this could make him think that being gay corrupts morals. Ever since my mum died he had become far meaner. I wouldn't be surprised if he shipped me off to one of those places that 'teach' you to be straight.

I don't know what I am going to decide, but I know that I had to think this through carefully.


I woke up because of the bright light from the window shining in my eyes. I grabbed my mobile to look at the time and was surprised at what time flashed back at me. It was an hour after noon, why hadn't Rosie woken me up?! I quickly got up and ran out of my room and downstairs, running into the kitchen. "Rosie?" I asked surprised when I saw her.

"Yes Hun?" She asked, setting down the basket that was in her hands.

"I thought you were dead or something, you didn't wake me up." I responded.

"Well, your father isn't here so shh, our little secret." She said with a smile and wink.

"Does this mean I get to sleep in 'till they get back?" I asked, not able to keep the grin from my face.

"Yes Love." She responded. "Now why don't you go wake up the other boys, breakfast is almost done." She said.

"Uh... you wanna?" I asked, a hopeful smile on my face.

"Why? Did something happen?" She asked.

"Huh? No, nothing at all." I replied, a nervous chuckle unfortunately escaping.

"Mhmm." She said, turning around to chop something. "Then go wake them up." She instructed.

"Okay." I replied with a sigh.

I took the stairs up as slowly as I could, fearing to talk to them. I still hadn't decided what I was going to do. My walk up the stairs seemed to go by far to fast, and I was soon in front of Jake's door. I quickly knocked and said 'breakfast' before going to the other rooms and doing the same. My feet flashed down the stairs so fast that I was surprised I didn't trip and roll down them. I wasn't even sure that I had woken the up, but I was willing to take the chance. I just couldn't face them. Just thinking about facing them had my heart ready to beat out of my chest and a bad feeling form in my gut. I didn't want to think about what would happen if I actually did come face to face with them, but I knew it would happen eventually. This may be a large house, but I can only avoid them for so long.

I just hoped it would have been longer.


Breakfast was just about as awkward as anything can get. Jake kept looking at me, probably expecting an answer. Mike and Tony stayed completely focused on the food in front of them. After breakfast Jake had even confronted me, and I told him that I was still deciding. I couldn't stand being in that house any longer, which is exactly how I ended up at Jeff's.

I told him what happened, I know my original plan was to tell no one, but he is my best friend. I figured that if I told him, he might have some solution for me. That was not the case. We were both sitting on the floor in his room, both clueless on how to go about this. I let out a groan of frustration. "This isn't helping at all." I declared, standing up.

"I know." He replied. "Wanna finish were we left off yesterday?" He asked with a wink. The only response I gave him was a nod before I walked over to him and sat on his lap, straddling him.

He placed his hand on the back of my neck, pulling my face closer to his before capturing my lips in a kiss. It was gentle, sweet even. His lips didn't press hard against mine with need and lust like usual. He casually slipped his tongue into my mouth, in such a gentle manor that, if I wanted to, I could have stopped him. He rearranged our bodies to where I was laying flat on the floor and his body was hovering over me. His hand slowly slipping up the front of my shirt, only to wind around to my back. He pressed his palm into the small of my back, arching me off the floor a little.

I grabbed at the hem of his shirt, attempting to pull it up. He leaned back and pulled it off. Once the shirt left, I freaked. I wasn't seeing Jeff's face, I was seeing Jake's. I scrambled away from him, confused as to why I was seeing him. "Hey?! What are you doing?" Jeff asked, his face finally his own.

"I gotta go, this whole situation with the triplets is messing with my head." I said.

"So what? You're gunna go back to where they are?" He asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"No. I'm gunna head over to Emily's. I think she is the best one for me to talk to right now." I said with a sigh.


I was really breaking the whole 'do not tell anyone' thing, I've told both of my best friends. I was just hoping that she would actually be able to help me, because Jeff was no help at all.

"Okay, so let me get this straight." She said. "You walked in on the triplets, in a very explicit pose." I nodded my head. "Then Jake, the oldest one, came and talked to you about thinking about it." She said, and I nodded once more. "Then you made out with Jeff and saw Jake's face." Another nodd. "Well now, that sucks for you." She said.

"Exactly, that is why I came to you. I was hoping you could help me out here." I said.

"I say worm your way in it." She replied with a wink.

"Why do I even bother." I sighed, plopping onto her bed, face down.

"Everyone has that one pervy friend, I just happen to be yours." She said.

"Can you just think seriously for a second, please?" I asked. picking my head up.

"Alright, alright." She said, turning around in her chair to face me. "Let's make a pro and con list." She suggested.

"About what?" I asked.

"One about telling their mother, and one about joining in on the action." She said with a wink.


It took a while, but we finally finished both of the lists and I had made up my decision. "Now that I helped you with your problem, you are taking me shopping. And yes, you are paying for everything." She replied. "Think of it as you repaying me for helping you come to a decision." She said, grabbing her purse.

"I don't have any money or cards on me, we will have to stop by my house first." I said with a sigh.

"That is so out of the way." She whined. "I'll pay now, and you can just pay me back later." She said.

"Fine by me." I said. Even though I had made my decision, I did not want to go back to the house just yet. "Your car or mine?" I asked.

"Mine." She said. "You know how much I love my baby." She cooed.

"Yes, I do." I said. One time accidentally stubbed my toe on one of the wheels.. Guess what she was worried about? If her car was okay. I don't think I have ever met anyone so in love with a car. I am 99.9999999% positive that she would marry that damn car if she could.

"First we'll go to the indoor, then the outlet, and then we can hit some shops downtown." She said, closing her door and starting the engine.

"Perfect." I sighed, this was going to be a long night.

"Are you sure you are okay with what we decided earlier?" She asked, pulling out of the garage.

"Not entirely, but I am sure that it is probably the best. You saw the pros and cons." I reminded her.

"Yeah I know, but do you think you can handle it?" She asked, her voice soft but serious.

"I'm sure I'll survive." I replied.


"Oh god." I laughed, a large grin spread on my face. "What the hell is that?" I asked, tears blurring my vision.

"You don't like it?" She asked.

"Please, take it off." I somehow managed to get out in between laughs. She was wearing an orange dress with large ruffles and a pair of heels that made her look like she had goat hooves or something.

"Well then." She said, going back to the dressing room. I knew she was kidding though, the smile on her face told it all.

"Hey Emily?" I asked, standing outside the small stall.

"Yeah?" She replied.

"Thanks." I said, a content smile on my face.

"For what?" She asked with a laugh.

"For everything. For being there when I need you, always cheering me up, accepting me and my crazy self." I answered.

"Oh Honey, I think we both know that I am far worse." She said, coming out of the small dressing room.

"Oh, we both know that." I said and she gave me a slight shove. "But seriously, thank you."

"You're welcome Love." She replied and gave me a tight hug.

"There is this wonderful thing called air." I said, patting her back. "Now it is time for me to go face those boys." I said when she pulled away.

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