Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

“Did they arrest him?” Duncan asked.

Sam shook her head. “There wasn’t anything they could really charge them with. He never forced himself on me. He never committed any crimes against me.”

Duncan looked upset, shaking his head.

“My brother said later that the cop wished that he could give my brothers a few minutes alone with the guy, but that he just couldn’t.”

“So… nothing happened to this asshole?” Duncan asked.

Sam shrugged. “He lost his parish and had to move. I heard that he died not too long ago, but I don’t know. I’m not worried about him anymore. Although, I am fairly sure he’d been abusing his wife. She’s not living here anymore, either.”

“That doesn’t give her a pass,” Kara said. “That bitch should have done something,” she said.

“I agree,” Sam said. “The more I think about it, I’m pretty sure she was in on it from the start.”

The three of them swore again, shaking their heads.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“Did your parents sue or anything?” Kelly asked.

Sam looked up, wiping her eyes and shook her head. “I never told them,” she said.

“Samantha,” Kelly said. “You should have talked to them.”

She shook her head. “I didn’t want to hurt them. What purpose would it serve?”

Kelly sighed, wishing she knew more about the family so that she could refute that statement, but she couldn’t.

“They have 4 other kids to worry about and I really didn’t want to put them through it. Besides, I was removed from the situation. I’m sure if there was any trouble, my siblings would have involved them.”

Wait wait wait…” Duncan said, realizing something. “You said you had a boyfriend. What about him? Didn’t he know?”

Sam shook her head. “You’d think he’d be able to pick up the subtle clues. But apparently not. If he did, then he let it happen to me.”

“So… you didn’t ask him?” Kelly asked.

Sam sighed. “I stopped going to church, and it apparently really bothered him. Last weekend, he came over after church and just kept yammering on and on about it and wanting me to go back. The new youth pastor was so cool, I’d love it if I came back, and then he kept saying the Pastor’s real name, not knowing how much I hated to hear it. I call him Pastor Dickhead,” she explained.

Kelly smiled.

“But since it happened, I’d been angry at Keith, and I’d been angry at myself. He was supposed to have seen this. He was supposed to have protected me. And he didn’t,” she said, sighing. “I had my sister to talk to and eventually I got to a point that I was okay with who I had become. I got to a point that I wanted to try having sex with him, and we did, and started school again and was flirting with guys and talking about sex. But always, in the back of my head, I’m thinking that Keith should have known. He should have protected me. So, I thought about dumping him more than once, but I love… loved… him, and couldn’t hurt him. I even had a serious talk with him about my increased sexual appetites and told him that he had better keep up or I would find someone who could.”

Kelly nodded, listening and admiring the fact that she had stood up for her needs.

“So, as I said, he came over last weekend and was jabbering on and on about church, and he said Pastor Dickhead’s name one too many times and I sort-of… said motherfucker under my breath.”

Kelly covered her mouth, not wanting to laugh.

“It’s okay, honestly,” Sam said, looking at her. “It’s funny to think about now. He said it and I went, “motherfucker,” she said, muffled, but fast. “So, then he’s confused, to say the least, and I’m trying so hard to get him to move on and stop talking about it, because I’ll be dead before I go back to that church,” she said. “But he’s pressing me and pressing me and still saying Pastor Dickhead’s name and I keep hearing this voice in my head going, “SAY IT ONE MORE GODDAMN TIME,” she said, her voice raising.

“And he did,” Kelly said.

“And he did,” Sam confirmed, shaking her head and dropping her gaze for several seconds. “So, I hear it and immediately yell, “FUCK HIM.” Keith was confused, again, and sees this look I’m giving him, like I’m about to break his arms, and backs up. So… I go to the bathroom and wash my face, then pass my oldest brother Dane on the way back to my room. I snap at him to go back to his room and go back to talk to Keith, because the water did nothing to cool my anger… no… my rage… at him. It was like all my hurt and pain was boiling beneath this calm… naive exterior, and he just kept poking at it with a needle. So… I told him everything.”

Kelly frowned sympathetically at her.

“When I finished telling him the story, I saw that he was upset, and I thought he was blaming himself. God… I honestly don’t know what he was feeling or thinking. But… he yelled at me that he didn’t believe a word I said and called me a whore and screamed at me. My brother heard it, and then they got into a scuffle and Keith accidentally elbowed me in the face. I fell to the floor, Dane punched him, and threw him out of the house.”

Kelly listened quietly, watching as the tortured young woman relived the painful tale.

“Asshole,” Sam whispered, closing her eyes. “So, I worked all week, getting pent up and sexually frustrated again, worrying about what happened and what’s going to happen to us as a couple, and so I talked to Kara about it all.”

“I’m sorry for the bad advice,” Kara said.

Sam shook her head. “You didn’t give me bad advice, Kara. The jackass never showed up. I waited there until 1:15 and then went to work. But… I wasn’t going to let it ruin my Saturday. I had a great shift, I let people get a little handsy and flirted with the kitchen staff, and by the end of the night, all I wanted was to get laid,” she said, sighing and shaking her head.

“Honey, I told you to come by some time, whenever you wanted. I’m sorry I didn’t have my phone with me, but you don’t have to hide. The group has rules, but we’re not going to call the cops and throw you out.”

Sam sighed. “I didn’t know,” she said, shrugging. “I was horny, and apparently when I get horny, I get dumber.”

Duncan moved quickly, surprising everyone and kneeling in front of the young blonde. “Please don’t say that, not anymore,” he said. “You are not dumb. I don’t pretend to know you all that well, but I can clearly see that you aren’t stupid.”

Kneeling in front of her as she looked at him in surprise, he reached up and took both of her hands.

“This might sound dramatic, or like I’m trying to lay it on really thick, but as a decent guy… that story just infuriates me. I’d love nothing more than swear an oath of vengeance against him and run off to teach him the meaning of pain, but that would be ridiculous and it wouldn’t serve any purpose but to sate my own impotent anger. All that stuff that happened to you, is not your fault, Sam. That son of a bitch, that Pastor Dickhead guy, is the one to blame here. He’s the piece of shit that you should be mad at, not that I think you aren’t. Please know that I am so… so sorry for what happened to you, and if I had had any idea of what you had been through, I wouldn’t have done what I did. But just because you didn’t realize what was happening, doesn’t make it your fault. From what you’re saying, he was very manipulative and charismatic.”

She smiled, nodding.

“You’re far too incredible of a person to have this much grief and stress in your young life, and if I could take it away, I would.”

She smiled, but then reached forward suddenly and hugged him tightly, burying her face in his shoulder for a moment as he hugged her. Kelly and Kara both dabbed at their eyes as they watched the two in a simple but powerful hug. Finally, they separated, and she reached for another tissue.

“Thank you, Duncan,” she said, sniffling. “I wasn’t upset at you, and I don’t really regret what happened. I just… it was confusing and scary afterward. I hadn’t known how far my pent-up hormones would push me, and it was… a wake-up call.”

He chuckled, smiling and moving back to his seat.

“So, you were horny and wanted to see the fun the group was having?” Kara asked.

Sam smiled, nodding but then wavered. “I mean, I really wanted to get laid,” she said, smiling and drawing some laughs. “That’s one thing I’m glad that awakened in me due to all this crap. It’s a little embarrassing, but… I love to give head.”

Kelly smiled, nodding. “Me too, at least now I do.”

“I was scared, sitting there in that weird little room and then the slot opens and this huge… dick just pops through… I couldn’t fucking take it anymore,” she said. “All of my pent-up hormones boiled up inside and I just acted without thinking, so… I’m sorry for that, Duncan. I mean, I loved… loved doing it, but I shouldn’t have. That’s what really happened last night. I was… so horny and pent up, I couldn’t stand not sucking your dick.”

He smiled. “No apology is necessary,” waving a hand dismissively. “I’m glad you’re okay. You were really upset.”

She nodded. “I just don’t know what to do about my… Keith.”

“And he hasn’t explained why he didn’t show?” Kara asked.

Sam shook her head. “I’m just… I’m done,” she said, sighing. “I explained what I could, and I gave him a chance to explain himself. If he’s got a good reason for standing me up yesterday, then I might listen, but I’ve got other guys that I know will be happy to be with me.”

Kelly smiled and stood, going over and hugging her. The two stayed like that for a good two minutes before Kelly sat back. She saw that Duncan and Kara were talking about something quietly, and not paying attention to the two.

“I’m so sorry that happened to you, but if you ever want to talk, or have any questions about anything, you let me know.”

Sam smiled, nodding. “Well, I really appreciate it. And thanks for letting me explain.”

“Can I ask,” Kelly cut in, “What did you yell at me about when I called you Samantha?”

Sam covered her face for moment, blushing. “I forgot about that. I’m sorry. It was something that Pastor Dickhead and Amanda said when they were trying to convince me to join them in their sexual games. He said that Samantha was the good Christian girl. She was my boring, non-sexual side that he wasn’t interested in,” she added. “Sam though, Sam was a dirty girl. She would do anything crazy.”

Kelly was confused. “So…”

“I realized at one point that he was right. There were two different aspects of my personality at war, now even more than before. I had an epiphany one day and I realized in that moment that Samantha was the one that didn’t see this coming. She was naive and clueless, and now, I’m just Sam.”

Kelly smiled. “I got it. Well, Sam, I hope that we can be friends.”