The Stepbrother

Chapter 1

"Taylor. This is John and his son, Jake," My mom introduced me to my new stepfather and stepbrother.

"Hello," I said shyly and gave them a slight wave. I'm small for my age and gender - standing at 5'4. I hate having a feminine body, and to top it off, I am gay. I have dark brown hair and gray eyes. I got my hair from my mother, but I have my father's eyes. I lived with my dad until recently. He died of cancer, so now I'm staying with my mom.

"Hi. I've heard so much about you. It's so nice to finally meet you. Your mom talks about you all the time," John said.

"It's nice to meet you, too," I blushed. I never thought she would mention me.

"Okay. So Jake. Can you show Taylor to his room and help him with his bag please?" my mom asked.

"Sure," he said with a smirk on his face.

He grabbed some of my bags and headed upstairs. I followed behind him, carrying the rest of the bags. He opened my bedroom door and put my bags inside. I looked around, and it had a double bed, dresser, bathroom, closet, TV, and desk.

"Um. Thanks," I told him.

"No problem. Anytime" he said, then walked out. His voice gave me the chills...

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I unpacked my things and then lay down on my bed. My thoughts wandered to my dad. I really miss him. He was like my best friend. Always smiling and just happy. I mean, there's nothing wrong with my mom; it's just after their divorce, I wanted to stay home with my dad. She moved on and away. Now I'm here with John...And Jake. He was so strange and rather mysterious if you asked me. It feels like he is hiding something. He has those mysterious green eyes and that deep black hair.

"Taylor. It's time for dinner," mom called out.

"Okay," I shouted back and made my way back downstairs.

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I went downstairs and sat at the dinner table across from Jake. Mom set a plate in front of me. It had roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, broccoli, and garlic bread.

"Um, Okay. Your mother and I have to go out of town after dinner. We have a late flight. I know it's so soon and you just got here, but we have no choice. We won't be back until sometime next week," John said.

"Okay. Who is gonna be here with us?" I asked.

"Well, Jake is seventeen. I'm sure he can watch you. He will help you out here and at school," John answered.

"I guess. Do you leave often?"

"Yeah. But you'll get used to it. Plus, Jake will be here to keep you company, right Jake?" John said.

"Yep. We will have tons of fun getting to know each other," he said with a smirk.

I shivered a little.

"Okay," I whispered, not sure how to feel about them leaving so soon. 

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"Bye sweetie. See you next week," my mom said while hugging me goodbye.

"Bye, mom, Bye, John," I said as they left the house.

I heard their car drive off, then turned to Jake.

"Um, I'm going to go take a shower," I said.

"Go ahead," he said with a chilling smile.

I quickly went into my room after grabbing a towel. I set out a change of clothes on my chair, then went into my bathroom. I turned the shower on to the right temperature, then stripped and stepped in. I let the hot water run down my body and then washed my hair with my blueberry shampoo. After about twenty minutes, I turned the water off and then wrapped my towel around me. I opened the bathroom door and jumped when I saw Jake sitting on my bed.

"Um, what are you doing in here?" I asked nervously.

"I was waiting on you to finish your shower," he said, smirking.

"Alright. I'm done. What do you want?" I asked.

He didn't say anything; instead, he stood up and stalked toward me. I backed away until my back hit the wall. He closed in on me, towering over my small frame at 6'4 feet.

"What I want is you," he whispered in my ear.

"W-what?"

"I wanted you the moment you walked through that door, and now I'm gonna have you."

He pushed me harder against the wall and started attacking my neck. I stood frozen in fear and shock for a second then I finally attempted to push him away.

"Stop. G-get off of me," I yelled.

He grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head. Luckily he was pressed against me, so my towel didn't fall.

"Please s-stop," I pleaded with tears now in my eyes.

He stopped kissing my neck but started kissing my lips. He forced his tongue passed my lips. I panicked and then bit his tongue.

"Ow. You fucking bitch. You're going to pay for that," he growled.

I didn't get a chance to run because he forced me onto the bed. He straddled my waist and removed my towel. I was now naked under him. I tried to cover up my private area, but he removed my hands.

He grabbed my dick roughly and leaned down to my ear.

"Since you pulled your little stunt, I'm gonna make this painful," he whispered.

I whimpered from fear as more tears fell down my cheeks. Why is this happening to me?

"Please! Don't do this," I sobbed, "p-please, I've never d-done this b-before!"

"Shut up!" he hissed, then slapped me in the face.

It stung and brought more tears to my eyes. He pulled off his pants and shirt and then stared down at me.

"Don't cry. Your going to learn to get used to this. Next time I'll make you enjoy it."

"No. Please stop," I pleaded, tears falling from my eyes. 

"Shh," he shushed me.

He pulled off his boxers. I looked down at his penis, and it was huge. Fear shook through me.

"Like what you see?" Jake said with a smirk.

I whimpered as more tears fell. he suddenly plunged into me. I screamed from the pain as he forced himself all the way in. He moaned as I screamed.

"Ohh, so tight," he moaned above me.

I was now bawling as he pushed into me hard and fast. I felt like I was being ripped in half as he slammed into me each time.

"P-please! S-stop!" I pleaded as he started sucking on my neck.

"Shut up!" he growled, then bit my neck.

I screamed in pain while he continued to push into me.

"I'm so close," he moaned.

A few minutes later, he came into and rode out his orgasm. He moaned, then finally pulled out of me. He collapsed next to me and pulled me into his arms. I continued to sob, too in pain to push him away.

"Shh. It's okay. Go to sleep," Jake said softly.

He kissed my forehead and then rocked me to sleep.