"Pussy or dick?" We said in unison, thinking the same idea running on our minds. Yes, we really are best friends.

We both laugh. Before I sip on my coffee, I say, "Well, depends."

"I think this time, I'll go for dick," I accidentally choked on my drink with his answer. ".. if you are to ask me, it would be nice if the dick is yours," I blew and sprinkled the coffee from my mouth on his face.

"Yo! You made me wet!" He laughs and grabs the tissue from the napkin holder to wipe the sprinkled coffee on his face and shirt. ".. aish. 8 years we've been friends, you must be used to my charm. Tsk. Well, not gonna lie, I'm proud as I see I never fail to turn the gay mode on of yours," His wink made me titter.

"So the dare is on," trying to hide a sort of excitement, I uttered. A knowing look was given as the grin plasters on his thin upper and plump lower lips.

"I'm taking it," he bets with eyebrows raising, lips apart with a lascivous smirk placed on it, liking the idea.

He really did accept the dare. He would fuck his bestfriend's ass? Okay, then. Let's just ride with this pervert bunny's trick and have fun! I placed a small smirk on my lips but faltered when he said his words.

"Let's have a key word, hyung," he says then licked the smudge at the side of his lips, ".. Come," my brow authomatically cocked. Does he mean 'come', like c'mere? Or as in 'cum', the white sticky liquid coming out our dicks after sex or masturbation? Semen? Orgasm? Alright! Whatever it is, I'm gonna accept it. Probably only one in a twenty bestfriends could have this type of deal so I won't waste this opportunity. I can't wait to see what may happen and how will it work. Tomorrow night? Let's turn up!

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Walking through the wet floor because of some whores and bitches hyping the fuck up are fumbling on the drinks as the wild, exuberant, tumultuous, and hyped crowd dances vehemently and violently, shouting and screaming in glee, joining the cacophony turns me up. Yoongi hyung aka DJ Suga releases his best hiphop and disco music that increases the night club's people's energy including me. I shouted out loud, chanted and scream everything I want to rant since no one will notice me because all of the fuckers were busy.

When I already got into our VIP table- yes, VIP because you know our man, Suga? He's swag-, my friends immediately greeted me with high fives and hugs. We're almost complete on the table as Yoongi is busy performing his DJ tricks. I sat beside Jimin hyung who's next to hobi hyung who's next to Namjoon hyung who's next to Jin hyung who's next to of course the one and only hottie with bunny face, the great fucker Jungkook- though I haven't been fucked by him once (lol).

"Alright!" Namjoon ranted, removing his elbow on Jin hyung's shoulder to hold a glass but unfortunately yet expectedly, the glass fell down and shattered into pieces with Namjoon hyung's dumbness- I mean, clumsiness. The whole group laughed at him and gestured our index fingers, taunting him that he'll get into trouble.

"Woah! Yoongi will surely kill you if he knew that his glass for VIPs is broken. Again. Hahahaha!" Said Jimin hyung, shrieking. The group laughed, hitting the table as we enjoyed watching his reaction being scared and anxious. Namjoon hyung's eyes widens and definitely not know what will do when Yoongi hyung finds out. Better hide out, hyung!

"Um.. I think, I should call Yoongi while he's there so that he wouldn't be so mad when he got here which might lead me to death," Namjoon hyung says, thinking what he has to do to escape death's penalty for breaking the Master of Salt's expensive glass.

Hyung starts contacting Yoongi hyung. I can't clearly hear what Yoongi is saying but I'm pretty sure that he's now threatening Namjoon hyung based on his pathetic and funny expression. Everybody was busy laughing, having their own talk when I felt something gliding on my tighs going up to my dick. Holy fuck!? I immediately glance at the person in front of me who's grinning like a maniac dog. I glared at him, trying to remove his gliding damn foot on my crotch and gave him a 'What do you want?' look. His smirk grows.

"Come here, baby," he whispers. I tilted my head, not understanding what he is saying because of the loud cacophony. Even we are in VIP table, the music is still thumping and too loud. And why the fuck whisper if he could've say it louder so I can understand? I grimaced on his meaning expression and rolled my eyes as I gave my attention to the other group.

"Hyung," Jungkook said in a loud voice, enough for us to hear. I ignored him again. What does this dick want? I'm busy drinking my holy water- I mean my whiskey. My legs twitched when I felt his foot sliding on them, persistent to draw my attention.

"Namjoooooooon!! What the damn hell did you do to my damn VIP glass?!" Yoongi ranted, assaulting Namjoon hyung. The man being assaulted starts to panic and hides behind Jin hyung.

"I'm sorry, Yoongs! I didn't mean to break your glass-"

"My things!" DJ Suga hyung retorted.

"Yeah. Right. Your things-"

"And I'll make you pay for them!" Yoongi hyung assaulted the other hyung and we are all holding our stomach in laughter. It was laughtrip how Namjoon hyung was being a chicken, hiding to avoid Yoongi hyung.

Soon enough, they both get tired of playing hide and seek and decided to join us drink with some funny conversations about past moments, the memories we shared together being crackhead kings.

"Oh shit!" I was cutted off laughing on hyung's story when I felt a sudden touch on my thing. Damn! I glanced back at Jungkook. As I expected, he's smirking like an idiot. When I tried to speak to ask him, he gave me a pleasurable touch there using only his foot. So instead of a word, a loud moan escaped from my mouth and even the loud music is loud and wild, the members heard it, reason to all their gazes shuffle at me.

"Ah- I mean, Ahh I want another w-whiskey!" I excused and gulped the new flamed whiskey, bottom's up. The liquor drew a heated line on my troath that delivers heat to all of my body, waking up my soul. The smirk of the little pervert grows even wider as the heat inside me grows too. At this moment, I can't tell if the heat I am feeling is from the whiskey I drank or from his touch over there, under the table.

"Okay," Yoongi hyung replies, ".. baby Min, I'll just get some drinks inside, okay? Guys, I shall return," he bidded as he removes his hands on Jimin hyung's shoulders. Wait a minute. What did I just hear? Baby Min? Did he just call Jimin hyung 'baby Min'? Ahem! What's the tea we do not know?

I gulp and lightly sigh in relief and take a glimpse on Jungkook, giving him a 'Sue you!' look. Then I just realize, he stopped grinding his foot on me and I took the time to stand up and go to our room. Yoongi hyung reserved us a VIP room for every two people in the group and decided to take overnight there but we have no idea on who fucker will be the one who will sleep next to us or maybe next to my feet.

"Shit!" I curse beneath my breath and close the door. I sit on a soft and fluffy sofa so I can breathe for a little while. I already felt comfortable on it. Next, I flapped on the soft mattress which made me feel a familiar feeling of need. I feel like I wanna touch myself.

"Come for me, hyung" I heard a husky voice from elsewhere. I momently figured out it's Jungkook's. I immediately sit up to find him but I found him nowhere. I'm drunk. I need somebody.

"Oh my goodness!" I gasped and widened my eyes when I finally-totally realized what he is trying to say.

'Come here, baby'

'Come for me, hyung'

Those lines keep rewinding in my mind.

"Shit shit shit shit!" I curse and let out a sigh vigorously, slamping my back against the comfy bed, exhausted.

"I wanna hear you screaming and cursing such words while I'm deeply pleasuring you," My eyes widens on a husky golden voice. I sought at the bottom of mine and caught him staring with a mischivous smirk etching on his redish thin lips. Oh fuck!

"Jungkook!" I exclaimed.

"Hi hyung, nice bulge," I immediately glanced at my pants. I cursed, realizing I am having a boner at the moment. I managed to stand straight. I can feel my cheeks heated up and I swear to God I'm on bloodshots, probably can turn into tomato. I am drunk maybe that's why I can feel such heat. Yeah. That's it.

"I'm disappointed," I stared at him. He's leaning against the door, connecting his brows while his arms are crossed, gaze directly at me.

"What did I do?" I ask.

"I already said the key word. Twice. You kept ignoring me. You're not sticking with the deal," he states, walking from his pace towards me.

"If that so, then I'm sorry. I guess, it's not a big deal," I reply. He let the dangerous smirk out.

"It is. And I will not let you forget it once again in a third time... hyung," I'm glued on where I am standing. I feel like I'm stucked. The bed behind and a mini table beside are preventing me to get away from my pace but before I lift my limbs and legs to run away and back to our table, he briskly pushed me down, making me fall effortlessly on the bed, bouncing on its fluffiness.

A little muffle escaped my lips. I have no idea how many times I gulped when he starts to lean closer, leaving only a few centimeter between our faces, nose tips were touching, giving a mini electric shocks on my body. I can smell the liquor on his breath. Position's just like a typical scenario on the books and movies, and he's acting like he's one of those leading men who will give a punishment to a certain someone who did a minor mistake with lust. He placed a wide and teaseful smirk on his lips while staring back at my lips.

"Do you think we are in our own erotic movie?" He asks in almost a whisper. ".. I do too. And It's turning me fucking on."

To be continue...

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Um I'm giving you a time to prepare holy water for the next chapter. Hope you have a good day/night!

Gray❤