Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

He peeked back around the corner, Emma and Sarah had just appeared at the top of the steps, Sarah pointing at Mike down the hallway. He held up his hand and told them to stay put.

He backed up to about three feet away from the door, then kicked with all the strength he had. The door was solid, but its frame was pretty flimsy and the impact broke it loose from its hinges. It caved in hitting something pretty solid inside. It turned out to be a frat boy. Mike looked around the room and stopped cold. What he saw infuriated him.

No, infuriated didn’t feel like a strong enough word. He was totally enraged. Danni lay on a small bed in the room on her stomach. Her dress was pulled up exposing her underwear and there was some red haired frat guy with his pants down and his dick out, massaging its short length. She still had her underwear on, so he wasn’t too late.

He leapt over the remains of the door as the half naked frat guy slowly turned and glanced back just in time to see Mike’s fist impact into his eye socket. “That’s my sister you Son of a Bitch,” he yelled as he decked him. No stranger to a fight having been taught by his dad while growing up, Mike knew how to throw as well as avoid a punch. He had put all of his weight behind his fist and knocked “Red” out cold. Besides the unconscious dick holder and the guy groaning underneath the door, there was one other guy in the room who was now standing near the back wall, looking terrified. He held his hands up and backed away.

“We didn’t touch her man. Just take her and go.”

“You were going to, asshole.”

Mike gently placed his arms underneath Danni, then gathered her up and backed slowly out of the room, side stepping the guy moaning under the door and then down the hall. Handing her off to his sisters, they carefully but quickly made their way down the stairs to the front door with him not far behind, him eyeing the crowd as they neared the door. They were almost home free. Almost.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

Just then from the loft, the red headed pencil dick no-longer unconscious wanna-be Romeo already sporting a shiner covering one eye, yelled at his fucking frat brothers down below.

Someone stopped the music, unintentionally giving Mike the chance to hear someone coming up from behind. He turned and slipped the first punch thrown at him for the evening, just as he was taught by his father, and landed two body shots and finished with a quick left hook.

‘One down and only about fifty to go… shit,’ he thought. The girls would be safe, but he wasn’t going to make it. Oh well, he’d found Danni… and that’s all that mattered. ‘Hope there’s an empty bed in the emergency room,’ he thought.

Several of the guys downstairs, those that were obviously frat brothers, naturally thought Mike had sucker punched one of their bros from upstairs and was now running off with his hard won pussy. They swarmed. Mike braced himself against the onslaught, ducking away from two more swings at his head, and landing three of his own. One more went down, and the other two staggered.

The next tried to kick him and he caught his foot, then with it he ran him hard back against the wall. He actually crushed through the dry wall between two studs. He ducked another blow and landed two more hard to the body and someone lost the wind in their lungs and crumbled.

He turned one last time towards the door in hopes of just maybe… when suddenly he found himself getting punched from all directions at once. With nowhere to duck, he swung at anything that came into view. His fists landed several times before one blow to his temple staggered him. Then the lights almost went out as Mike felt something impact the back of his head. Now unable to stand, he was forced to the floor himself, where he quickly had to make-do with defending himself from repeated impacts to his ribs and face, as best he could, most of which came without any warning since he was having trouble making anything out through the stars. That’s when the lights did go out.