okay, so this is my first story ever, please tell me what you think about it! The Surprise of a Lifetime Today was the day that my Moms new husband, Neil, and his son would be moving in. My name is Lucas, and Im 18 years old; Im 5 8", with blonde hair, green eyes, and an average build, and a 7-inch cock. My stepbrothers name is Nick, and hes the same age as me, but in the grade above me, and hes about 6 3", with a football players build, dark brown hair, piercing blue eyes, and, according to the rumors at school, all the pussy he could ever want. I know what youre thinking: whats an 18-year-old doing still living at home? Well, I got held back a couple years at school, so Im still a junior in high school. Im older than all the other kids, but nobody bothers me because of that, and because I can buy cigarettes at the local gas station. As I was stuck in this train of though, I heard my door open. It was my new stepbrother, whose name was Nick. He had to stay in my room until the addition to the house was finished, which is where his room will be put, along with a guestroom, and a rec. room. "Whats up Nick?" I said, eyeing the bags he was bringing into my room. "Not shit, loser. Hey, why dont you just move your shit off of the bed, so I can put my stuff on it?" "Nick, you do realize that just because youre moving in doesnt mean you can boss me around. This is still my room," I said back. Just then he pulled out the biggest bong I had ever seen. "What the fuck is that?!" " Thats called a bong, idiot. You smoke it." He looked at me with a funny expression. "But youd know that already if you werent such a retard." "HEY! Dont be a dick!" I said indignantly. "I know what it is, I just was wondering why you brought one into my room" "Well, that would spoil the fun. Now turn around" he said, starting to pull something out of a suitcase. "No, I wont! This is my room, and I can look at whatever I want!" I declared, sitting down on the bed. "Okay, whatever you say!" is all he said. Then he started to strip. "What the fuck dude?!" "Im changing my clothes, dumbass! I told you to turn around!" Oh. I looked at his hand, at turned out that all he pulled out was some clothes. I looked away, but then decided not to. I started fiddling with the string on the blue polo hoodie I was wearing. Then the pants come off. My curiosity getting the better of me, I looked away, but not all the way, so I could sneak a peak at what my stepbrother was packing. I was shocked when I saw a bulge so large that it looked like the seams would pop. Oh my god, I was looking at my stepbrothers 9-inch hard-on, and I actually liked it! I looked away quickly, before he noticed me. "Like what you see, fag?" Too late. "Huh? What do you mean?" "I saw you looking. Im not stupid." "Oh that. I was just seeing what kind of boxers you wore." I started to get up, but he came over and pushed me down. "Like I said, Lucas, Im not an idiot. I saw you looking at my dick." He then kissed me, catching me completely off guard. All I could do was look at him, my mouth hanging open. "Ill make a deal with you, okay? Dont tell anybody and maybe more will happen. Okay?" I managed to nod, and break eye contact. He finished getting dressed just as my Mom opened the door. "Are you boys ready to go? Neil got us reservations at Olive Garden." "Yeah, Mom," Nick answered. "Be there in a minute." He picked up his wallet, put it in his back pocket, and looked at me one more time. "And Lucas? Well be spending a lot more time together, so you might wanna start getting used to it."