My Boyfriend's Hot Bestfriend

YOU


This morning, Jimin just left and he went back to Seoul. He even didn’t say goodbye to me. I knew that’s actually I want, but why did I feel so sad and heartbroken? I even didn’t say yes to Jimin or break up with Taehyung. This confusing feeling again. If I had to be honest, I missed him. I wanted to talk with him so bad, I wanted to look at his cute smile to me, I wanted to hear his sweet talks. I really missed him.

I was doing my chores when my mom helped me to arrange the plates in the kitchen.

“So, how’s going?” She asked.

“What?” I asked her back, pretending didn’t get it.

“Park Jimin returned to Seoul this early morning. And he wanted me to tell you his message,”

I quickly stopped. “What message?”

My mom smiled playfully at me. She got me. She was just joking.

“Oh my God, eomma. Stop playing.” I told her, frustrated and back to work.

She chuckled. “I know you like him,”

“Yeah, right.” I rolled my eyes.

“Your birthday is coming soon. So, you’re going to stay here to celebrate it?” My mom asked
me the different topic.

I looked at her. I totally forgot about my own birthday.

“I seriously didn’t remember when was my birthday for seconds,”

“It’s because you’ve been busy thinking about Park Jimin,” my mom teased me.

“Stop it, please...” I told her seriously. My mom stopped teasing me.

“My birthday is on Tuesday. And I’m going back to Seoul the day after tomorrow. I have class, eomma. So, I think I’m not going to stay here.” I said.

“Alright. So, I think I will give you the early birthday present.”

I hugged my mom. “Eomma, you already gave it to me. Your money to pay my apartment rent is already enough to me. It’s huge present,”

She hugged me back. “No, Yoora and I have prepared this present. It’s not expensive. Don’t worry.”



One day without Jimin was like a body without soul. It felt empty. So weird. I didn’t expect I would be like this. I shook my head not to think about him again, but in the end I ended up thinking about Jimin. I just couldn’t help myself daydreaming about him. He’s surely a very attractive guy.

I hugged Yoora’s Teddy bear doll that we got it from the carnival fairs.

“Do you know who stole you out from the box? He’s the same guy who stole my heart,”

I talked alone to Teddy bear. I hugged the doll again, like it was Jimin.

“He’s a bastard, a very gorgeous bastard.” I mumbled, daydreaming again.

I spent the whole day with mixed feeling. Taehyung was clueless about my feeling. He didn’t know what I was thinking about. I couldn’t ask him about the reason why Jimin back to Seoul faster. I had not expected he would go back just like that. I thought Jimin would give me a kiss, at least. It really made me want to back to Seoul tomorrow.

“Babe, I’m going back to Seoul tomorrow. How about that?” I asked Taehyung when we were cuddling under the blanket before sleep.

My mom and Yoora already fell asleep a few hours ago, but we both were just busy doing our things. Kissing, touching, but no sex. It was too risky.

“Okay. We’re going back tomorrow. But are you sure we’ll wake up in the early morning?”

Taehyung looked at me. His thumb touched my lips.

“Hmm yeah? Why?”

“Because... I think we can’t wake up so early if... we can’t stop...”

Taehyung didn’t finish his words but he continued kissing my lips. I giggled softly when
Taehyung was on top of me, pressing his body on me. I locked my legs around his waist. I pulled Taehyung closer to kiss him deeper. We really ended up making out nonstop ‘till 3 AM.




JIMIN


Since I returned to Seoul, I couldn’t focus on my daily activities. I swear to God, it was really difficult to move on to do something else if you stuck thinking about someone in your head. I even couldn’t eat properly and enjoy my meals. It was really stupid, and I hallucinated _______ was here with me. Damn man! I looked so pathetic.

To fulfill my needs, I vent it with watching some porn movies, reading mature magazine, playing mature games online, but those shits were still not enough! I was so sexually frustrated and I couldn’t believe myself if I really wanted her everyday. Every girls wanted me so bad, but then myself was too helpless with this only one fucking girl! I lost my pride as a guy.

“Shit! I’m totally falling in love,” I talked to myself, seeing at my reflection in the mirror.

I washed my face for a few times because I spent my whole day with thinking about _______.
Her face, her body, her tight ass, her nice legs, her beautiful eyes, her kissable plump lips, her soft skin, her pussy... her wet... really wet pussy. Our sex life... I still remembered the intense sex we had under the waterfall, in the shower... on her bed. I fucked her so deep. I thrusted in her hole deeper.

I shook my head harder, slapping my cheeks.

“Come on, man! Wake up!” I quickly washed my face again in the sink.

“You... sick pervert!” I shouted at myself.

But I could still remember the feels of how tight her wet honey hole was. These all pervert things made my junior wake up. My cock was hard and started to grow bigger inside my pants.

“Not again, bruh.” I looked down at my boner.

I was going crazy and I had to stop it. I immediately back to my bedroom to hold the feeling with sleep, but then I found out some of mature magazines were opened still lying down on the floor, showing a naked model with doggystyle pose.

“Fuck!” I cursed, looking at the magazines. I took one of them and quickly sat on my bed doing the boy stuff. I really couldn’t stand this anymore.

I unzipped my jeans, unfastened my belt and I pulled it down along with my underwear ‘till my ankle. I put the magazine in front of me, I looked at the page. I touched my cock.

“Damn! I’m so hard,” I grabbed my own shaft, stroking it up and down slowly.

I rubbed the tip of my semi-erect penis head. I was imagining _______ licked my head cock slowly with her wet tongue. I stroked as slow as possible. I tried to be calm and enjoy this moment. I put my thumb on top of my hard cock now, and rubbed it slow and fast while my other fingers stroking up and down. I took some Vaseline, and put in my palm. I rubbed them on the head of my hard erect penis now. I lubricated my hard shaft and my balls.

I took both hands and clasped my cock with my fingers. I held it tight. I rubbed it up and down all the way my shaft. I could see my precum started to squirt. I was damn wet. I kept imagining the naked model was Jung _______, and I fucked her doggystyle.

“Ahhh baby... damn! I should fuck you with doggystyle...” I moaned, talking with myself still looking at the page.

I turned the next page and the same naked model was riding a man on the bed.

“Aaahhh... baby, ride me. Ah! Ride me!” I closed my eyes, still imagining ______ riding me hard.

“Ah! I miss your pussy, baby girl.” I kept moaning.

I played my balls with my left hand while the other one was still stroking up and down my erect penis slowly, but sometimes faster. I turned the next page again. I saw the different naked model was doing anal sex. “Ahh fuck!” I groaned, feeling so freaking horny.

“Baby, I wanna fuck your ass. Ahh baby...” I looked at the naked model’s tight ass and I
imagined her as Jung _______ again.

“Damn! I wanna fuck your ass sooo bad... ah!” I moaned, biting my lower lip.

In my mind, I was fucking _______ in her ass. I thrusted in and out deeper, but slow. I grabbed her perky boobs and I bit her nape, her neck and sucked her smooth skin. I imagined her moans and she begged me to fuck her deeper and faster. I twisted the head of my cock like I was opening the coke bottle. I kept twisting and tickling, and then stroked my hard shaft faster. I was about to cum.

“Ahh fuck! Fuck!” I stroked my hard cock up and down faster, still imagining _______’s body.

When my cum was about to flow, I jerked off even harder. For enhanced pleasure, I pulled down my balls. It made me feel like I was sticking my cock in her sweet tight pussy. I already brought myself to the edge of release. I was really about to drool precum, but I stopped jerking off. I took a breath deeply and I continued stroking my shaft slowly. I controlled it very well. It trained me to control my feeling to cum. So, I could stay longer to fuck her another round.

I kept stroking my cock up and down slowly and pressed it harder, while I was still playing with my balls using my free fingers. I stroked, then leaked, I was so fucking wet. I could see the milky white cum started to squirt on the top of my penis head again. I stroked it slowly, but then started to do it fast, I took a breath, and then I stroked it fast, leaked, I stopped, took a breath again, and for the final, I really couldn’t hold this anymore. I stroked my hard cock faster and moaned her name, imagining I fucked her pussy against the wall this time.

“Aaarrrghhhh! Fuck! Fuck _______! AHH!” I moaned when I reached my orgasm.

I released my cum and I squirted so much. I pushed my penis in my palm with my inner pelvic muscles. I got the powerful excellent orgasm.

“Ah ______! Aaah!” I screamed her name and I stopped stroking my cock. I let the cum flew out of my cock. The liquid squirted on my magazine, my sheets, and even on the floor. I cummed so much.

I was breathless. My body started to relax normally. I looked around the room. I was really glad I got this dorm room alone for myself. I couldn’t imagine if I had to share with someone else.
That was definitely difficult to release my sexual tension. Like, I wouldn’t masturbate in peace.

My shirt was wet. I was sweating. The atmosphere became hot. I took off my shirt and I threw it to the laundry basket beside the wash machine. I was too tired to stand up, but I had to. When I was about to pull my jeans up, and almost zipped the zipper, suddenly someone came to my room without knocking and any warning.

“HOLY FUCK!” Taehyung screamed, looking at me and my cock in shock.

“Goddammit!” I cursed loudly and immediately pulled my jeans up in panic.

“Dude, seriously... did you just have sex?!” Taehyung asked me, checking every corner of my
room and he even checked my bathroom.

“So, where’s the bitch, and who’s she?” Taehyung asked me like he was going to kick the bitch’s ass.

“Nothing.” I told him. I took some tissues on my desk and I wiped the floor.

Shit! I really squirted too much. I took more tissues again.

“Come on! Tell me, playboy!” He forced me.

I looked up at him. I was still in the process of relaxing. My cock was still numb inside my jeans.

I shook my head. “No one’s here, bruh.”

“Stop lying, Jimin!”

“Kim Taehyung, why the hell you’re acting like my wife? We’re not married couple,”

He sighed. “I’m jealous, okay.”

“What?!” I looked at him in shock. I thought the dead angel just took away my soul for seconds.

“I’m jealous because you should’ve asked me to join the fun! Remember, 2 is better than 1?”

Dammit, Kim Taehyung! I cursed in my head.

“Oh Lord. I thought you...”

“Wanted your dick?” Taehyung continued my words.

I nodded.

“Seriously...” Taehyung rolled his eyes.

I sighed, feeling so relieved.

“I would suck your dick if you were the last human on earth,”

“Dude, shut up! You scared the hell out of me!” I threw the magazine and it hit his face.

“Shit! What the hell is this?” Taehyung looked at the magazine and he touched his forehead.

“Jimin, Is this your...”

“Yeah, my cum.” I answered him, smirking.

“Fuck you, man!” Taehyung hit me back with the same magazine and he quickly washed his face.

After Taehyung washed his face and I changed my shirt already, he told me what his intention was.

“So, what’s up?” I asked him, lying down on my bed, waiting for him to talk.

“Tomorrow is my girlfriend birthday,” he said.

“Which girlfriend? Because you have a fiancée now,” I replied.

“I’m talking about Jung _______.” Taehyung took my skateboard and he stepped on it.

He moved around the room but still talking. He was Kim Taehyung after all.

“I wanna you come with me tonight. I wanna give her a birthday surprise in midnight,”

“Yeah, right. I come with you to see you guys having sex later. It sounds nice,” I told him, bitter.

Taehyung stopped moving around. He sat on the couch.

“You promised me, man. We’re going to bring her somewhere together,”

“It will be awkward.” I said.

“Trust me, definitely not. I know you, Jimin. You did it a lot in LA. Everyone is still talking about your swinger party,” Taehyung smirked.

I looked at him, speechless. “Hold up! Wait a minute. Are you really asking me to... to...”

I was too scared to say it.

“To fuck her?”

I nodded.

“2 is better than 1, my brotha.” Taehyung smiled playfully.

“So, you’re really serious about this?” I got up from my bed.

“100% yeah. Let’s do this together!” Taehyung answered me, excited.

“Man, it’s crazy as fuck! Why do you want this?”

“Because I know she wants you,” Taehyung answered me again calmly.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me.” Taehyung replied me, smiling.

“Nah, bruh. She doesn’t want me. What are you talking about?” I refused to believe.

I was getting nervous if Taehyung really knew about my feeling to his girlfriend.

“She wants you, sooo bad. Her eyes are real. I just want to make her fantasy comes true. At least, this is what I can do for her before my marriage announcement,” Taehyung explained to me calmly.

“Taehyung, I think you’re wrong.” I said.

“Come on! Don’t reject this tantalized invitation,” Taehyung insisted.

“I’ve changed. I’m not Park Jimin that I used to be.”

“Oh, really? Tell me your strong reasons why.”

Because I don’t like sharing. I don’t want to see you fuck her pussy.

“Nothing.” I answered him shortly.

“Come on, bruh. It will be fun. Don’t you feel excited? You must touch her boobs. It’s sooo perky, and... soft.” Taehyung told me.

Shut up, Kim Taehyung! Don’t you dare talking about her boobs to any guy like that.

“I thought you’re awkward with intimacy, but you’re here talking about her boobs with me,” I tried to be calm. I couldn’t mad at him.

“Not anymore. You need to know that I always jerk off, releasing my sexual tension for a year.
She’s so tempting. It’s really hard for me not to touch her,” Taehyung said.

Me too! Just like what I did earlier.

Without I realized I already smiled to myself thinking about Jung _______.

“So, you better come with me than you still stay here in your room alone, lonely. Real pussy is
so much better than your hands, Park Jimin.”

I don’t know. I haven’t talk with her for a few days. And she seems don’t want me.

“Alright... I’m going with you.” I answered him.

I gave Taehyung the opposite answer with my head. But... I really did feel worried because I didn’t talk to her since the last time I back to Seoul. I was worried if she was mad at me or something.


We still had two hours before _______’s birthday. Taehyung drove the car and I looked on the backseat, he already prepared a blindfold, rope, and condoms. I took those things and I chuckled, “You’re kidding me, Kim Taehyung! You’re insane!”

He laughed too, following me. “But... I’m sure this is what she wants. You’re every girls’ sex fantasy. And I know you’re so good in bed. I just wanna give her the last memorable present,”

I sighed. “But don’t you feel jealous at me? I mean, I’m going to fuck her, man.”

“I don’t know. Let see! If I’m jealous later... I forbid you to fuck her pussy, even touch her boobs.”

“Whatevs, man. I can go home and fuck some bitches,”

But deep inside, I wouldn’t do that for sure. I seriously didn't want to fuck random bitch to replace Jung _______.

We arrived 30 minutes later in her apartment. The senior dorm and her apartment was not far. I was really nervous but also excited. But... not that excited because I had to share her with my own best friend who’s still her boyfriend. So freaking complicated.

Before Taehyung pressed the bell, he told me I had to hide first before he blindfold her eyes.

“We’re going to my secret condo. That area is near the beach. Please stay with her ‘till my marriage announcement ended,” Taehyung told me.

“Okay.” I replied him.

“Anyway, this is your card number. I still saved it. Thanks for giving me a chance to kiss my own girlfriend,” Taehyung handed me the card number 37 and a red bracelet from the kissing booth in carnival fairs.

“I didn’t know you’d kiss her. I wanted to go to toilet that night,” I lied. I put the card in my jeans pocket.

Taehyung was about to press the door, but I told him just came in secretly.

“This is rude,” he commented.

“But you said this is a birthday surprise. Come on! We still have around an hour and half before midnight,” I told him.

“But she locked the door.”

“Are you sure?” I held the door knob and opened the door slowly without making any sound.

“Where did you know that she forgot locking her door?”

“Just... insisting.” I answered him, awkward.




YOU


This was almost midnight. Tomorrow would be my 19th birthday, but it seemed like Taehyung totally forgot about it. I sighed so sad. I was sitting on the kitchen table drinking the cold water. I brought a present box from my mom and my little sister with me. I opened the box. There was a photobook inside. I took it out.

For Beloved Lovely Daughter, Jung _______

I read the cover. The color was light blue. I opened the first page.

“It’s beautiful...” I mumbled to myself.

I saw my baby pictures and there was a letter from my mom and my dad beside them.

“Oh God...” I was so touched. I wanted to cry.

I read their old letters to me when I was still a baby. It was really beautiful messages. They said
I was blessed child that came to their life. They wanted me to be a successful woman and married with the perfect right guy in the future. I really cried when I opened the next page and I saw my baby picture with my dad. He was holding me in his arms. My tears dropped slowly on my cheeks.

“Dad...” I touched the photo and I looked at his face. I got his eyes and smile.

My dad was very handsome. No wonder if my mom fell in love with him. He was so good-looking.

I really missed my dad. Really missed him.

For almost 30 minutes I only saw the photos, and read my parents’ letters. I was reading them with my teary eyes. I immediately wiped the tears because I was too mushy. The last one was Yoora’s message for me. It was so sweet. She basically told me to stay being an awesome big sister. I couldn’t believe this, she actually thought about me as her role model.

“...eonni, I hope you will marry Jimin oppa. I really like him, but I also like Taehyung oppa. But... Jimin oppa seems really like you a lot. Just get married with him. Love you, eonni.” I read Yoora’s message and smiled at the paper.

Seriously, she really wrote this in the end of her letter. Didn’t they realize if I still loved
Taehyung? But... once again, where the hell was my boyfriend when I need him? I sighed.

I closed the photobook, I put it in the box again. I put the box back to its place. I walked back to my kitchen to drink a glass of wine to celebrate my lonely birthday. I took out a crystal glass in the pantry. I poured the red wine into my glass. I looked at the clock on the wall. It was almost midnight. “Well, happy birthday, bitch.” I said to myself, drinking the wine. It was an hour and half before my birthday. But I already looked pathetic, celebrating it early to myself alone.

I gulped more red wine, I drank it again... and again.

I poured the wine again, and I was about to drink my 3rd glass when suddenly someone backhugged me so tight. I was so damn shocked and the wine spilled on my night gown. I was only wearing a thin transparent night gown. And the liquid dripped on my chest.

“Hi, babe. Surprised?” Taehyung whispered into my earlobe. He kissed my nape and neck.

“Oh, Goddamn! Kim Taehyung, you scared me!” I released myself from him and turned around to see him.

“You think I won’t be here celebrating my girlfriend’s birthday, huh?”

I pouted cutely. I wrapped my hands around his hips, hugging him. I leaned on his chest.

“I thought I would be alone and lonely in my birthday,” I told him honestly.

“You’re not alone, definitely.” Taehyung said.

He stroked my hair and he kissed my top head.

“Baby, can you do me a favor?” He asked me suddenly.

I looked up. “Yes?”

“Can you strip for me for once?”

I looked at him speechless, my face was burning.

“Yah! You just arrived!” I hit him.

“Please...” He begged at me. He looked so freaking cute.

“No.” I told him shortly.

“I will punish you if you don’t wanna strip,” He said, smiling so sexy to me.

“No.” I was being stubborn.

“Oh, yes...”

Taehyung kissed me on the lips. He grabbed my ass and he squeezed the ass cheeks slowly. He lifted me up and he put me on the kitchen table. I spread my legs and I locked them around his waist. Taehyung kissed me deeper using his tongue. I sucked his mouth and I was too weak to release myself. Shit! He made me go crazy. I wanted him to take off his shirt, and my hands already held his hem, but he declined my hands. He took my hands and wrapped them around his neck. Taehyung was freaking teasing me right now.

Taehyung released my lips, he started to lick and bit my jawline. He traced my neck with his wet tongue. Taehyung sucked on my skin, and collarbone. I moaned, closing my eyes, but suddenly...

The lights went out at once, and I squealed too shocked.

It was so dark and I couldn’t see anything. I grabbed Taehyung’s shirt, feeling so scared. But... Taehyung moved away from me slowly.

“Baby, where are you going?” I asked him, panic.

“I’m not going anywhere,” He whispered to me, but he released himself from me.

“Taehyungah...” I called him.

But there was no answer. I felt Taehyung lifted me up bridal style to another room, I wasn’t sure
because it’s too dark, and he put me down on the floor. Taehyung was about to go but I grabbed his wrist. “Please, don’t go.”

He kissed my cheek. “I don’t.”

Taehyung moved behind me. He held my hands behind my back and he kissed my nape.

“Ready for some fun?”

“What are you planning, Kim Taehyung? This is not funny,” I tried to see him who was still standing behind me, but he held my hands tightly. “You will like it, babe.” He whispered to me and he bit my earlobe. Shit!

I felt there was someone else walking closer to me.

“Taehyungah, who’s that?” I asked my boyfriend, panic again.

“Who?” Taehyung asked me back.

“Come on! This is not funny!” I almost cried.

But Taehyung stayed silent.

“Fine! I’m going to strip for you but... don’t do this shit to me!”

Suddenly someone blindfolded my eyes, and I was really panic. I wanted to release myself and I was struggling in Taehyung’s arms. He held my hands tightly. “Kim Taehyung! Yah! What are you doing?!” I screamed at him.

“Sshh... just enjoy this.” someone lifted me up again.

I was stunned. Too shocked realizing whose voice was that.

It wouldn’t be Jimin, right?

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