Chapter 1
Bella
For as long as I can remember, I’ve always had a crush on my ridiculously handsome stepbrother, Stefan. For years, he’d always been there at my side. We’ve played together, laughed together, and even cried together. But our relationship turned weird when I started to realize just how different boys and girls are and how amazing that can be. I think the first time I noticed was when I went to one of his lacrosse practices. When it was over and he peeled off his gear and his t-shirt, it was like a light shone down from above and a voice said, This is who you’re meant for.
Suddenly attracted to him, I could no longer be around him without feeling like a perv. The simple things we used to do with each other, like watching movies together and even doing homework, became incredibly awkward.
Anytime he was near, I found myself filled with lustful thoughts, and when he touched me, it felt like I would burst into flames. Soon, just being in his presence became too much to bear. I started avoiding him at all costs, and when I did encounter Stefan, I would act like a cold-hearted bitch to him so he would never suspect my true feelings.
Naturally, Stefan was confused by my sudden change in behavior. He couldn't understand how I’d suddenly gone from his best friend to this frosty ice queen. Though it hurt me to treat him that way, I couldn’t tell him that I was doing this for the greater good, that I had thoughts no sister should have about her brother. I couldn't tell him that I yearned for his lips pressed against mine and to run my fingers through his silky blond hair.
I couldn't tell him that I wanted him.
You see, I knew that our relationship could never be, would never be. We were siblings, not by blood but by our parents’ marriage. My fantasy of being with Stefan was just that, a fantasy.
It was during this time that Stefan began dating. He’d bring home girls when my parents weren't home and have wild and crazy sex with them, all within my earshot. Even through the walls, you could hear them, and the girls sounded like they were going through a life-changing experience, even the ones I knew were total sluts and Stefan wasn’t their first rodeo.
It just pissed me off all the more. Sometimes, I would listen and get all hot and bothered, and often, I had to relieve myself. I would masturbate and pretend I was one of the girls he was fucking, but that became old after a while. I didn't want to pretend anymore. I wanted the real thing.
Eventually, I grew very jealous of the string of girls he would bring back home and found it quite easy to continue being a major bitch to him whenever we interacted. I swore that every scream they made, every moan, every time they made the sounds I wanted to make, it was his fault, that he was taunting me with their cries of passion.
When it came time to graduate high school and move on to college, I was greatly relieved. I had gotten accepted into a prestigious school called North State University, and for the first time in a long time, I was happy.
I was finally going to be free.
I would no longer be burdened by my attraction to my stepbrother or have to listen to him fuck random chicks every weekend. Since I made sure we wouldn't be attending the same university, I knew that I would only see Stefan on holidays, something that was acceptable to me because I knew I would only have to bear his presence for a short time before we were out of each other’s life again.
Meanwhile, I would be joining the hottest sorority on North State’s campus, Kappa Beta. As a member of this prestigious sorority, I knew I would most likely get hooked up with some popular, hot frat guy and would soon forget all about Stefan and his hot body.
Or so I thought.
“Come on, girls, swallow that dick!” some chick in the background yelled.
I tried to drown out all the cheering from my wild sorority sisters who stood crowded around the table, watching me and my opponent shove big, fat dildos down our throats, and concentrate.
Had I known that dick-guzzling contests were a part of the Kappa Beta’s long line of second-semester traditions, I would have never signed up for it, hottest sorority or not. I thought that the stupid shit stopped after Rush Week and first semester. Apparently, I was wrong.
Be that as it may, I had signed up and had been accepted. And once I committed to something, that was it. I was going to stay with Kappa and prove to all of these girls that I had what it took to be one of the best of the best, too. But as one of the freshmen, I was automatically looked down upon, and because of this, I had to prove myself.
Hence, the dildo sucking contest. I mean, every girl wants to win one of those, right?
The rules were simple: Head to head—no pun intended. Whoever gagged on their respective dildo first, lost. And this wasn’t your average dildo. Oh, no. They’re fucking scary.