Grayson

Kassia

As my father introduced me to my new "brother", I watched him intently. He didn't seem interested in what was happening at all.

"Kassia, this is Grayson, he is going to be living with us now." I put out my hand to greet him and he looked at it first before shaking it.

"Nice to meet you," he said, still sounding a little uninterested.

"Be nice Grayson." Emily, his mother, shouted from the other side of the living room.

Emily had been married to my father for a few months but I'd known her for two years. She was sweet, maybe too sweet sometimes, which always made me wonder why her son lived with his dad and not with her. He lived with his dad until he basically kicked him out a few days ago, and we all had no idea why.

Grayson was tall, about 6'2 with a lean body. He had tattoos all over, even on his hands. He wore black all the time and he always had two or three rings on his fingers. His eyes were green with a little hazel in them.

He was basically perfect.

The moment I saw him walking through the door, I found it hard to believe he was real.

"Kassia, show Grayson his room. We hope you two can get along, maybe even become friends because you’ll be stuck together for a while." My dad instructed me before he let out a faint laugh.

I smiled at Grayson, but he just stared at me. "Follow me," I said nervously under his observant gaze.

I walked upstairs and he followed closely behind me. When we reached the door outside his room, I opened it and pointed inside. "This is it and umm sorry, but we have a joint bathroom."

He walked right past me, completely ignoring my words. I watched as he looked around the room and made his way towards the bathroom.

I waited outside his room, still not sure what to do with myself. After about a minute, I heard the sound of the toilet getting flushed followed by him exiting the bathroom.

When he saw me still standing there, he furrowed his eyebrows. "Were you just standing there, waiting for me while I took a piss?"

My cheeks immediately turned red. "No…l- I thought you would maybe need me for something."

He walked towards me and said, "Let me know when dinner is ready." Then, he shut the door.

I hurried down the stairs to my dad and Emily.

Emily looked at me with worry in her eyes, "How was it? Did he say anything?"

I pursed my lips and shrugged, "Not really. He seems a bit rude."

"Sorry Kas. He gets like that when he is upset. Whatever happened between him and his father is definitely the cause, but they both don't want to talk about it."

I sat down next to her. "I've never really asked you before, but why did he end up living with his dad? Isn't it usually the mother who gets custody?"

"Well Grayson's father is wealthy and I didn't really work when I was married to him. When I divorced him, he made sure I was left with nothing, not even my baby. Grayson was still a kid and when we asked who he wanted to live with, he chose his father. His decision had everything to do with me being the nagging mom who told him no all the time, and his father being the one who brought presents whenever he was actually around."

I felt bad for even asking. She was clearly uncomfortable talking about it or maybe still upset. I quickly apologised and informed them that Grayson wanted dinner whenever it was ready.

The next morning I woke up and went straight to the bathroom because I desperately needed to pee.

I felt my soul leave my body when I saw Grayson, who I forgot was living with us, standing there completely naked.

I wanted to cover my eyes or run back out but I couldn't. He was fresh out of the shower and besides his amazing body, the thing swinging between his thighs made it hard for me to look away.

He only casually glanced at me then walked towards the mirror. He plastered shaving cream on the lower part of his face, while he was still completely naked.

After a few seconds he looked at me and asked, "Did you need to use the bathroom or did you just come here to stare at me?"

I cleared my throat. "Sorry, I just needed to pee but I'll just use the bathroom down the passage instead."

He turned his attention back to his reflection in the mirror, "If you need to take a piss, just do it."

I took one last look at it before I ran out towards the other bathroom.

The pee I let out felt so good since I had been holding it for so long. But I still couldn’t get the image of my step brother’s naked body out of my head.