My New Stepbrother

Imagine moving to a new country, a new state, a new house, a new school, new friends, a new family. Yup, that pretty much sums up my life.

My mom, Amanda, works for a large company everyone, when I say everyone I mean everyone, knows about, Google. Yup, that's right, Google. Anyways, my mom is transferred from her work in Italy to work in America. Crazy huh? That's not even the beginning.

The trip to America is so long! First we had to drive an hour to an airport in Italy, then we had to take a plane all the way to America. I'm not sure what state but who cares? After that we had to drive two more hours to Steve's, my moms new husband, house. I said new right? Well 7 years ago when I was ten my mom and dad had a huge argument and eventually got divorced. We couldn't stay in Italy because all of our relatives houses were to small or had to many children.

So my mom asked to transfer and Google transferred her to America's station. While there we got a small one bedroom house. Until my mom finds love at first sight. They start to get to know each other then eventually they start dating and well you know the next part, MARRIAGE! (Gasp) Yup! They got married which means, drumroll please, MOVING IN! (Another Gasp) We pack all we have, which isn't very much, and give the house to the landlord! We drove, guess how many hours, 3 HOURS! Just for love? Damn mom, you're desperate!

When we arrive there I was sleeping so my mom shakes me to get up. I'm open the passenger seat so I don't see the house right away. I go around the car and look forward. Holy Shit! That is a big ass house! Not only two stories but long wise as well! My jaw drops to the ground! The front door opens and our comes a tall, muscular man. I'm going to take a wild guess and I think that Steve. Hopefully. My mom kisses on the cheek and opens the trunk to get our bags out. Steve jumps to get them out and tells us to go inside and relax. We walk inside and I see a little girl about 8 years old run up to my mom and jump in her arms.

"Amanda!" She says while in my moms arms.

"I missed you Molly!" My mom replies.

Steve comes inside with our bags and sets them aside

"Derek! Get down here!" He yells from all the way downstairs.

Is that an American thing? Yelling from across the house. I don't think it's very hard to climb the steps and go up to his room. I hear a door swing open and slam shut.

"What?" The so called "Derek" yells from upstairs.

"Amanda and her son are here!"

I hear footsteps on the stairs as the boy, or at least I hope it's a boy, comes down. When I spot him my jaw almost flies open. He had dark hair with a nice tan, large muscles, a nice ass, oh my gosh I didn't tell you. I'm gay! No one knows. Not even my mom. I don't want to disappoint her because she always wanted grandchildren. I'm so far in the closet I might come in contact with Narnia. I stare at him a little to long but he stares back so I'm fine.

"Derek, this is Logan, Amanda's son. Steve says breaking the silence.

Lord Jesus be with me! Hot and ready! Wait a minute! (Gasp) He's giving me that flirty grin! Is he gay? Logan calm your nerves! You just met him, maybe that's just how he looks! But he's so cute! I want to just get down on my knees an-

"Logan you'll be sleeping in Derek's room until you're room is finished being cleaned up." Steve says breaking my thoughts into millions of pieces.

Oh my god! Sometimes I thank god for keeping my thoughts inside my head and not saying them out loud.

"What! My room is dirty! He can't go in yet!" Derek yells frantically.

"Derek, I told you to clean your room!" Steve replies. "Still, dirty or not, take him to your room and show him around the house."

Derek leads me upstairs and shows me his room. He said that I sleep on the bed in the corner off the room.

"I'm... going to take a shower so... make yourself at... Home. Derek says as he goes to the in room bathroom.

This room isn't that bad! Just a few clothes on the floor, Xbox games all over the place, and trash, and oh my god! Jesus either bless me or take me now! Sticking out from under the bed is a Porn magazine. Oh wait, did I tell you is was a GUY
Porn magazine. Gross! I throw all the clothes in the overflowed hamper, put the Xbox games in the right cases, threw out all the garbage, and threw that magazine in the nightstand drawer. Well I guess all guys go threw that phase where they don't know what they are. (Gay, Bi, Or Straight) Well except for me. I knew I was gay as soon as I came out of my moms vagina and started crying. As I stuffed the last shirt into the hamper and made both beds Derek came out of the bathroom and froze.

"Wow! You cleaned my room!" Um... Thanks? Derek says in a shocked tone.

"No problem! I'm used to cleaning mess- uncleaned places. I correct myself.

I see Derek eyes grow big and looks under the bed. He looks in the nightstand drawer and sighs a sigh of relief.

"Looking for something? I ask innocently.

"Yeah, um... Just my wallet." Derek replies quickly.

I can keep secrets Derek! Don't worry! It's safe!

Authors Note:
Hey Guys! Sorry For The Short Chapter! I'm New To This So Don't Push Me On This! I'll Make the Chapters As Long As Ideas Keep Coming To My Head! I'm Going To Try To Update My Book As Soon As Possible! Even If It's A Few Months Or So I Will Keep On Updating And I Will Think About Making This Book A Sequel! Please Vote And Comment! Did You Do It? Do It Now! I'll Haunt You If You Don't! I am partially copying this book from another writer so I am going to give him most of the credit. Thank you @GiovannieStorm