My Stepbrother Lover (Ebook) - Taboo Stepbrothers Dubcon Erotica

*Warning: cover-to-cover dubcon*

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“On your knees,” his stepbrother ordered.

Nate has always kept his sexuality hidden. Until Troy, his stepbrother, discovers a gay porn channel on his TV—and suddenly all of Nate’s carefully guarded secrets are exposed.

Troy should have no reason to blackmail him. He’s straight, confident, and constantly surrounded by attention. But frustrated by failed dates and a body that intimidates more than it entices, Troy sees an opportunity.

All Troy wants is a blowjob. Nothing more.

What neither expects is how dangerous desire can be. Nate might not be the innocent target Troy assumed, and Troy might not be able to resist when the lines between dominance and surrender start to blur. What begins as blackmail spirals into forbidden, intoxicating pleasure neither can forget.

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“My Stepbrother Lover” is a dark, erotic romance exploring dominance, submission, and sexual awakening. It features explicit first-time gay encounters between stepbrothers, themes of control and surrender, and a forbidden, tension-filled path toward a hard-earned, satisfying happily-ever after.

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Pages: 51

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Excerpt:

We settled into a routine somehow. Acting polite when our parents were around and trying to keep out of each others way the rest of the time. But I still wanted to watch the game, even if I had to endure my stepbrother’s presence.

I went into the basement living room and ignored the glare from Nate.

“What’s the score?” I asked.

“3 against 2.”

“What the heck. Did they just score twice in a row?”

“I didn’t know you enjoyed watching soccer.”

“That’s my favourite team playing,” I said as I pointed to the screen.

“The losing team, right?” Nate asked with a smirk.

“No, that’s your team,” I said. I still remember his favourite team. And I would never cheer on the same team if I could help it.

When my team scored another goal, I got up and cheered loudly, knowing it would piss him off.

Nate answered by switching the channel.

“Hey. What the hell did you do that for? I was watching.”

“It was boring,” Nate said nonchalantly.

“You’re just a sore loser. You just did it because your team was losing.”

“That’s not the reason.”

A loud moan from the TV made me look at the channel he had chosen. What the hell was that?

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