Vacation with my Stepbrother: A Forbidden Stepbrother Romance (6 page)

Danny, sweet Danny, was no longer the boy that I had grown up with. He was a toned and muscular hunk of man candy, standing nearly naked on the edge of the ocean. The Marines had clearly gotten him into the best shape of his life. He looked better than I could have ever imagined. But it wasn’t just his glorious body that had me mesmerized. It was also the incredible number of intricate tattoos that covered the upper parts of his arms and every inch of his pecks. I was completely and utterly amazed at how much he had changed in just a year. I guess I hadn’t noticed it up until that point, since he had been dressed every other time I had seen him.

“Hey, I told you to look away!” Danny shouted.

I couldn’t, though. I wanted so badly to break my gaze, but it was like my eyes were glued to his figure. The only movement they could make is up and down, as they tried to soak him up from head to toe.

He’s gorgeous. Oh, my God. But dammit, Nikki. Look away. He’s your freaking stepbrother. You can’t look at him like that.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you!” Danny called out, breaking me temporarily from my thoughts.

Then I watched as he slipped his thumbs into the waistband of his underwear, pulling them downward off of his body. Suddenly, he was completely naked, just thirty yards away from me. His package was totally revealed, large and bulky with his pubic hair trimmed nicely. I felt a tingling sensation inside of me as the sight began to turn me on. Luckily, though, the logical side of my mind finally kicked in.

“What in the hell am I doing?” I asked myself, as I finally turned my back to Danny. “That’s so gross. He’s my brother, for God’s sake.”

I couldn’t believe that I had just seen him naked. For years and years, I had managed to get by without something like that happening. Then there we were, full-grown adults on the beach in Costa Rica and I’m “forced” to feast my eyes upon him. The worst part wasn’t that I had seen it, though. The worst part was that I had
liked
what I saw.

Behind me, I heard as Danny ran into the water. I gave him a few seconds, just to make sure that he would be deep enough in the ocean to cover his privates. Then I slowly turned back around.

“Jesus, Danny,” I said, shaking my head in disgust. “I didn’t know you were going to get
completely
naked.”

He just laughed as he swam toward me. When he got close, he dipped his head into the water and then popped up right next to me. His brown hair fell into his face and behind it, his green eyes glowed.

“That’s what skinny dipping is, you know?” he responded, as he reached a hand up and swept his hair away from his eyes. “You’re supposed to get all the way naked. That’s the fun of it.”

“Who said I was skinny dipping?” I asked, sarcastically. “I just wanted to test the water. I didn’t expect you to come running out here to join me.”

“Well I didn’t expect you to leave me standing at the car the instant I put it in park,” he snapped back, playfully.

The water was just below our neck. I was wearing only panties and he was completely naked. We were just a couple of feet away from each other and if the sun hadn’t been going down, I’m positive that I could have seen everything. But luckily, the water had grown dark as the sun disappeared. This gave us at least some level of privacy. My eyes moved toward his shoulders and arms, where my attention focused on his tattoos once again.

“I didn’t know you had tattoos, Danny,” I said. “How in the hell did you hide those for so long?”

He shrugged and said, “Well, I haven’t had them for long. I’ve gotten most of them in the past year. The first one I got was right before I left for boot camp. Then I got addicted to them. But I had to hide them. You know my dad. He would have a brain aneurysm if he found out about them. He
hates
tattoos.”

I chuckled and nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I guess I can’t blame you for hiding them. I’m just impressed that you’ve been able to do such a good job with it. I didn’t have a clue.”

“Well, there’s a reason I only got them on my chest and upper arms. Anywhere else would be tough to hide. I suppose some day I’m going to tell Dad about them, but not for a while. I’ll wait until he’s too old to kick my ass,” Danny joked.

I parted my lips to respond, but then stopped myself. I was just about to tell him how much I liked the tattoos and how they made him look like a badass, but then I reconsidered. The fact that I felt that way was probably weird enough, even without me sharing my opinion. So I decided not to say a word. But even so, I found myself continually gazing at him. God, he was sexy. He looked like an underwear model or something. I couldn’t believe that the gorgeous man in front of me was the same person that I had grown up with.

“That was a close call today, huh?” Danny asked, as a wave pushed both of us back toward the shore.

I shook my head in disbelief. “I’m just now finally calming down from that. I can’t believe that actually happened. At least we’ll have a good story to tell when we get home.”

Danny nodded. “Yeah, I guess that’s true. Nobody will believe us, though. That was like a story from a book or a movie. That kind of thing usually doesn’t happen in real life.”

“I know. It feels like a weird dream or something. I mean we could have died, Danny.”

He shrugged his shoulders and said, “Yeah, maybe. But I wasn’t going to let that happen. Those bikers weren’t going to lay a finger on either of us. Not on my watch anyway.”

I glanced over to the horizon and watched as the sun finished its descent. The sky faded into purple and the air began to cool.

“We should go back,” I said. “It’s getting dark.”

Danny smirked and then reached his hand out of the water, motioning me to go in front of him. “Ladies first.”

“I’m practically naked, Danny,” I mused. “I’m not going in front of you.”

Danny rolled his eyes and said, “Nikki, just go. I’ll close my eyes. I’m not going to look at your butt. I’m not some kind of sick pervert who likes looking at his naked sis.”

Goddammit. Whatever. If he looks, then he looks.

“Fine,” I said.

Then I made my way toward the beach, leaving Danny behind. With each step, the water level dropped and exposed more of my back. Within a few seconds, my butt came out of the water. I felt my face turn red at just the thought of him looking at me, but there wasn’t much I could do about it. I had to trust that he was keeping his promise and closing his eyes. After a few more steps, the level of the water dropped to my ankles. I jogged the rest of the way out of the ocean and to my clothes. As soon as I got there, I turned around. I had hoped to see Danny facing the other way or at the very least with his eyes closed. But what I saw was Danny, standing in the ocean, with his eyes wide and his jaw dropped. He was staring right at me. The expression on his face was flattering, but also made me feel embarrassed.

“Danny!” I shouted, as I quickly picked up my pile of clothes and used them to cover up my front. “You’re disgusting! You were looking at my ass?”

He slowly picked up his jaw and then brought his gaze to my face. “Jesus, Nikki. I just had no idea that you looked so good.”

He spoke the words slowly, as if he couldn’t believe he was actually saying them. Clearly, he was as embarrassed as I was. I chose not to respond, though. Instead, I quickly slipped on my jean shorts and t-shirt and then started making my way back up the trail toward our cottage. When I got to the top of the hill, I turned around to see Danny finally stepping out of the water to get dressed. I was a little ways away from him at that point, but even so, I couldn’t help but notice his large package once again. This time, though, it was even larger. He was fully erect as he got dressed.

“Oh, my God,” I whispered.

Then I broke my gaze and turned back around, jogging the rest of the way to the cottage.

Is this is going too far?

The image of Danny stepping out of the water with an erection was fresh on my mind as I stepped into our cottage. I had so many mixed emotions going on inside of me, so many new questions about my sudden attraction toward my own stepbrother. I suppose it wasn’t strange to be drawn to a man who looked like Danny. No matter how good he looked, though, Danny would always be my older brother in my mind. It had to be that way and it had to
stay
that way.

But still, despite my understanding of how taboo and socially unacceptable my urges had become, it was like I couldn’t help it. I began to crave him in a way that I hadn’t experienced with any other man before. It was like the instinctual side of my brain had taken over and I was losing control to it. It was like all of my common sense was being thrown out of the window and replaced with a youthful lust.

I’ve just got to get through this vacation and then I’ll be fine. Danny will be going back to the Marines and I’ll be in college. We’ll be thousands of miles apart. There won’t be any more temptation. Just get through this trip. That’s all I have to do.

I closed the door behind me and stepped the rest of the way into the cottage. Danny had set my suitcase on the couch nearby, so I grabbed it and walked to the opposite side of the house where the hallway was. When I turned the corner, I noticed that there were three doors. The one at the very end of the hallway was the bathroom, and on either side were the doors to the bedrooms.

“Well, looks like we’ll be staying in rooms that are close to each other...just like home.”

With my suitcase in hand, I walked down the hallway and looked to the right. It seemed Danny had already claimed that room, as his luggage had been set next to the bed. So I turned around the stepped into the other one. It was small, but nice enough. It had a twin bed and a little desk in the corner and that was about it. But I didn’t mind. It was all I needed. Plus, I didn’t expect to be spending too much time in the room anyway. I had every intention of getting a tan during the days and catching a buzz during the nights. So a twin mattress in a small room would be just fine.

I set the suitcase at the foot of the bed and then crawled onto the mattress. It was so quiet. The only sound was a soft breeze through the trees and the occasional croak of a frog. I was used to the noise of traffic and people. So to say it was relaxing would have been an understatement. The tension in my muscles began to dissipate and I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, letting out the remainder stress of the day. Then I closed my eyes. I had every intention of going out and drinking that night. So I told myself I’d just take a quick nap. Maybe catch a half an hour of sleep. Then I’d get up and officially start my vacation.

The next thing I knew, I was drifting off, soothed by the sounds of the jungle outside.

––––––––

O
nce again, I found myself lost in a dream. This time, I was floating in the ocean completely naked. Danny ran down the hill and ripped his clothes off, just like he had in real life. He swam close to me. His green eyes were locked with mine and his hair fell across his face as he grabbed my hips. A tingling sensation filled me and I giggled playfully to his touch. I was so attracted to him in the dream and I wasn’t ashamed of it at all. I had completely let go, allowing myself to be drawn to him without hesitation. It felt good. Really good.

Danny brushed the hair out of his face and then leaned forward, bringing his lips to mine. I pulled back momentarily, shocked by what he had done. But then I resumed the kiss right away. My body exploded with sensation and I felt myself get more turned on than I had in years.

This is just a dream, Nikki. Just a dream.

I was lucid dreaming and I knew it. I had control over what was going on, but I still couldn’t wake up. I had mastered the art of lucid dreaming as a kid, but had never used it quite like this before.

Danny and I continued our kiss and I felt as he pulled me toward him. Our naked bodies pressed against each other’s. His fully erect manhood slid between my legs and a burst of sensation filled me, taking my breath away.

“Danny, we can’t do this,” I said, as I pulled away from the kiss. “It isn’t right.”

He just smiled and then kissed me again. Then he lifted me up slightly in the water, putting me in the position so that my flower was directly over his cock. I began dropping my weight onto it, feeling him slide inside of me. I let out a moan of pleasure as ecstasy filled my body.

Then suddenly, my eyes opened. I looked around the room, feeling a bit disoriented. It was completely dark and I no idea what time it was. All I knew was that my hand was down the front of my jeans shorts and my fingers were inside of me. I had been masturbating to the dream of Danny.

Thank God he didn’t walk in on me.

Just the thought of getting caught touching myself while sleeping made me feel embarrassed.

“But what the hell?” I whispered to myself, as I buttoned my shorts back up. “Why would I have a dream like that?”

I sat up in the bed and took a deep breath. There was a desperate throbbing in my crotch. I had woken up from the dream right when it was about to get really juicy and I was still so turned on. A part of me wanted to finish pleasuring myself, but I decided against it. I wasn’t going to let myself continue this strange admiration of my stepbrother. So I kicked my feet over the side of the bed and stood up. Then I glanced at the clock.

Ten-thirty already?

It had been two hours since I had fallen asleep. Luckily, though, I was on vacation. So in my mind the night was still young and there was plenty of time for going out to the bars. I opened up my bedroom door and noticed that Danny’s door across the hall was open. I stepped over to it and clicked on the light, expecting to see him asleep in the bed. But the bed was empty.

“He must have gone to the bars without me.”

I poked my head in and glanced around. His suitcase was on the bed and some of his clothes were scattered around. The corner of a white envelope was sticking out of the suitcase, drawing my eye and my curiosity toward it. I had no clue what it could be, but since Danny was out of the house, I thought I’d just take a quick peek in his stuff. No big deal. So I tiptoed across the floor and grabbed the large, official-looking envelop out of Danny’s suitcase. In the upper left hand corner, I noticed the return address was from a military base in California; the same military base where Danny had completed his training. I should have stopped right there and put it back in the suitcase. I should have turned around and left Danny’s room. I suppose I should have done a lot of things differently, but I didn’t. Unable to control my curiosity, I opened the envelope. When I pulled out the letter, this is what I saw: