Long Timothee Chalamet Stories

My Step Brother, Timothee (P1)

Info - meet and fuck, unprotected sex, step bro relationship

I was bored as hell. My mother loved a huge, dramatic, scene. This was why I had never met my new step father or his son. We were both around the same age, and only children. Well, I WAS an only child. My mother had a baby by this mystery man. The baby, Emmy, was a sweetheart, it was just weird I hadn't met her dad and my mother's fiancée.

Today was the day, they'd make the big announcement. They had tons of money, and tons of "friends". That was the main reason I'd come. There were bound to be cute guys my age here, and I was so ready to get fucked to forget this weirdness.

"Hey," said an absolutely gorgeous boy. Thin, tall, curly hair, dimples, and hazel eyes.

"Wanna get out of here?" I asked immediately.

"I've been looking at you and dreaming you ask that," he chuckled.

We went out the room, arm in arm. He guided me to an empty room.

"Fuck me," I begged.

"Oh, not even my name?" He cooed.

"You're enough to not know that, but I'm y/n," I smiled.

"Timothée," he smiled.

"Okay then, fuck me Timothée," I said endearingly. He hiked up my skirts, and got out his cock.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" I cried.

"What, I'm sorry," he said.

"No, you're just huge, like porn star huge, is that thing real?"

"Uh yeah," he said, his hard dick swinging lightly.

"Oh fuck, please fuck me," I begged. He moved aside my underwear and began to thrust hard. I was in bliss.

"You're so pretty, your eyes, damn, they captivated me," he smiled.

"It was your hair for me," I smiled and wound my fingers into his curls. "I love curly hair."

"Fuck, you're so damn tight and wet," he growled. He was kissing my neck now, sloppily, and I loved the trail of wetness he left.

"Damn Timothée, your cock is so big! I don't even know that spot could be reached," I moaned. His hips were so fast. I hadn't even came yet and I already knew this would be the best sex of my life. I was mewling and moaning as he thrust.

"You sound like a fucking porn star," he gritted out.

"Is that bad?" I panted as my nails dug into his back.

"No, I've always wanted to make someone sound like that," he huffed. He shook his curls out of his lust dark eyes. That was what tipped me.

"Timothée, I'm gonna come," I warned and shattered around him. He too began to cum and he was shooting ropes into me.

"I can't wait to watch this bullshit and imagining my cum dripping down your thighs," he chuckled.

"Yeah? Come see me if you get bored again," I said and kissed his cheek.

"There you are!" It's time for you to meet your new family!" My mother said after I'd been in the corner and snacking for thirty minutes.

She was pulling me onto the stage. I was reluctant to say the least. She was holding her Emmy like a trophy.

"Everyone, I would like you and my daughter to meet our future family!" She said and then came in behind us. I didn't want to turn.

"Meet your brother!" My mom was practically shrieking. I finally turned. I paled.

As cum did in fact run down my thigh, I met my step brother, Timothée. Both of us looked flabbergasted. His jaw ticked. Our parents were droning on about fate and second chances. Finally, we were released.

I ran after Timothée, needing to clear my head. When I grabbed his arm, he whipped his face to me and he looked nearly feral with anger.

"Don't talk to me, don't touch me, I fucking hate you, I despise you with everything in me," he snarled and marched away. I was shocked.