My boyfriend's brother and their stepdad

Chapter 3 - My boyfriend's brother and their stepdad

Recap:

Just when he was about to start our night, the door flew open and in came...

Jason? I got out from under Brandon, took the blanket and wrapped it around myself. I literally flew to the door and gave Jason a bear hug.

Jason was Brandon's older brother; he was two years older than us, and definitely one of the sexiest guys I have ever seen. They looked alike, both tall and incredibly gorgeous.

(Jason and Brandon: http://joshandjosh.typepad.com/josh_josh_are_rich_and_fa/images/carlson_brothers.jpg)

Jason hugged me back and kissed me on the cheek. Brandon was boiling with jealousy, and it was really cute to watch. So I got on my tippy toes, and kissed Jason on the lips.

I think that really hit Brandon, and me and Jason broke out laughing.

Brandon came over and put a protective arm around me, and glared at me and his brother.

"Come on baby, you know I wouldn't date, Jason. He's like my brother!" I said defensively, putting a hand on his chest and kissing him on the cheek.

Brandon was still glaring at me, "So do you always kiss your brother?" He asked me.

Jason chuckled and spoke up, "Dude, chill, it's not like I fucked her." He paused, "in a while."

Brandon's eyes went wide and me and Jason were laughing again. We knew how much we were pissing off Brandon but it was just too funny to watch.

To tell you the truth, me and Jason did have a little fun this summer. Remember when I was telling Brandon I was deprived of sex, well, Jason was there to, um, keep me company.

Of course Brandon wouldn't find out, it's not like Jason developed feelings for me...

Did he?

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(Jason's POV)

I knew I was falling in love with her, everything about her. But I also knew I couldn't have her, she belonged to Brandon. Sure the summer was great, but did she really want me?

I was just a replacement for Brandon while he was off traveling with Peter and mom.

She really showed that she never wanted to be with me, and I guess it was understandable. She has always loved Brandon, since they were old enough to know what love is.

But why did it have to be me she slept with to get over Brandon? How come not some jock from her school? I mean, we all knew guy's loved her; she is beautiful, smart, sexy, sassy, flirtatious, and hard to get.

Brandon was a lucky bastard to have her love him. She was also a great lay. When we did it, I knew there would be no other girl who had her talents in bed.

~flashback~

"Please Jason, pretty please!" Theresa whined, begging me.

I looked into her beautiful eyes and said, "No, not gonna happen."

She stood her ground, crossed her arms over her chest, her cleavage popping up ever so slightly. "And why not? Why can't I have what I want?" She said.

"Hm, maybe because I want something in return." I smirked at her.

She thought for a minute, wondering if it was really a good idea. "Fine, if you watch 'A Walk to Remember' with me, I'll let you have whatever you want."

"Deal." I spoke and she began to play the movie.

~flashback over~

And that's when I got her, all to myself, that whole night. I've never enjoyed sex so much in my life; Theresa just made it so much more exciting.

I watched as Theresa consoled Brandon about how she'd never date me, well, we'll see about that.

I mean, come on, I'm just as good looking as Brandon, even better; I need her to love me.

"Sorry I interrupted you two. Um, I'll be heading out." I knew she'd refuse for me to go. She always enjoyed my company, even if it meant stopping in the middle of sex.

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"NO! DON'T LEAVE! We'll just get dressed and go catch a movie or something!" She pleaded, it always works. Brandon was pissed; I chuckled, and walked out so they could get ready.

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(Brandon's POV)

"Why are we gonna go out to dinner with him, babe? I thought you wanted sex tonight!" I whined. I wasn't one for complaining, but come on I haven't had sex all damn summer long.

She glared at me as she put on her bra. "We haven't seen your brother in a while, and all you can think about is sex?! We can always do it some other time. I just really missed him."

I couldn't say no to her, I loved her. I pecked her on the lips, and let her continue dressing up in privacy.

I walked outside to see my brother waiting for me and Theresa.

"Bro, call up a girl, ask her to come. I don't want my babe to be the only girl between two guys." I told him, and I also didn't want him trying to make moves on Theresa.

"Nah thanks, I'm good. I don't think any girl beats Theresa, so it's just gonna be us three." He grinned back. He was so damn cocky; it pissed me off, so much!

My whole Jason has always been the favorite. When we entered pre-school girls would give him cookies and smile at him. Then when we hit primary school, they would fall down and have him help them up, or push them on the swing. Middle school, the girls flirted with him hardcore, and I knew he loved the attention he was arousing. By High school girls threw themselves at him, wearing short skirts and shirts that barely covered their chest. But it was obvious he never wanted any one of them, he only wanted my Theresa.

I didn't blame him though; I knew her beauty made other girls self-conscious.

We were brought back to attention by Theresa's sweet voice telling us to head out. She looked beautiful, sexy, classy, but downright dirty. She was wearing a skirt that ended mid thigh, not too high not too low. Her shirt was my V-neck blazer, which her cleavage popped out of slightly. She was wearing black sandals, and her hair was framing her face perfectly.

Theresa snapped her fingers in front of our faces. "Are we gonna go or what?" She asked, giggling at her little joke. She swayed her hips as she walked down the stairs, grabbed her car keys, and walked out.

Jason called shotgun, and sat beside her in the front. It sucked being the one in the back, now Jason could make all the moves he wanted on my babe.

15 minutes and 7 pickup lines later, we arrived at the theater. Theresa went to buy the tickets, while me and Jason went to buy the popcorn.

We were watching Drag Me to Hell, of course Theresa would be the one to pick that, she adored scary movies, which made me love her twice as much.

In the theaters, we sat in the back, Jason on her right, me on the left. Throughout the movie I would kiss her and hug her, but she'd shoo me away saying "Babe, I want to watch the movie." I respected it, then Jason was trying to get his hands all over her, I couldn't take it.

I guess she noticed I was boiling, so she took my hand in hers. The movie was intently interesting, but nothing I really cared for.

In the end, we got what we finished and threw it all away.

"Hey, let's head over to Taco Bell!" Jason exclaimed. He knew that was Thes' favorite place to eat, so I didn't disagree.

Theresa smiled a devious smile, looked at me and whispered in my ear "race ya."

She ran, and boy did she run fast. I caught up, lightly wrapping my arms around her waist. I kissed the back of her head, and she held my hands in hers.

Moments like this, I knew it was the best decision I ever made, telling this beautiful girl I loved her.

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