4. Lust is an Uncontrollable Sensation

"Jisoo, I need your help."

The said woman whipped her head to her brother's direction. She is doing her nightly facial routine when her brother walked in. She frowned when she saw his distressed expression. Jisoo immediately got worried and motioned for her brother to sit on her bed. "What's the matter? Do you want me to call Mama? Or Papa?"

Taehyung exhaled. He didn't want his parents to know about this or he will get the scolding of his life. He would rather let his sister do that because even if she yelled at him, she would still offer her support and understand him unlike his parents. Yeah, they were great, the best even, but he didn't want to disappoint them.

"No, no. Don't call them we can handle this." He assured her. Jisoo kept seated near her vanity but her body was turned towards Taehyung. She raised a brow at him meaning that she wanted him to tell her what is exactly happening because it worries her. She is not one to show her soft side, but Taehyung knew exactly what she meant. He sighed.

"There's this guy ..." He started.

Jisoo gasped, "Oh wait, wait, I am not prepared for this! This is where the thing called 'love' starts." She giggled.

"You believe that shit?" He asked her as he stared at her ridiculous grin. "Oh yeah, Mom and Dad. But this is different."

"How different, dear bro?" She asked her teasing smile never left her face.

"Well for starters, I have a boyfriend. His name is Park Jimin."

"But?? I can hear the word but coming in next."

Taehyung shook his head, "No. It's not 'but'. And there is his best friend, they live together and stuff and he gets into my nerves, Jisoo! At first, he doesn't know who I was, like what the fuck? Second, he always riles me up. Both sexually and mentally. I knew him for two years, but we just talked for over a course of a week and I'm like this. Fuck, everything moves so fast. What should I do? I don't like this feeling. I need to shake it off."

Jisoo stood up and lit her cigarette. "Go and find someone to fuck. Maybe you're just horny or fuck that guy and I'm sure all your problems will be solved. Try both. Fuck your boyfriend whom I didn't met yet and then fuck his best friend after. Compare the two and stick with the one you find more pleasurable. Easy as pie."

"But he is a virgin." He absentmindedly said.

"So? Devirginize him." Jisoo laughed. "Pop his cherry. It's just sex. Nothing big, it's human instinct, duh."

"Nah, i'll just do the other option and fuck my boyfriend. I can't taint him like that. Though I made a deal with him that i'll make him my bitch when he falls hard for me, it's nothing serious on my end. I just love teasing him, but then, I was the one that got stuck with a raging boner whenever he always comes close and tease me."

Jisoo gaped at her brother. She almost choked when Taehyung blurted out those words. "You're screwed."

"Big time." Taehyung answered and stood up to kiss his sister's forehead. She bid him goodbye and drove back to Jimin and Seokjin's shared apartment. He didn't knock, instead he used the spare key that Jimin gave him. There is no one in the living room, probably because Jin and Jimin were asleep now. It's already 1 am.

He went up to Jimin's room to see him sleeping peacefully. He looked at him intently as he studied his features and compared it to Seokjin. Both Jimin and Seokjin had plump lips, Jimin is on the pinkish hue, they were so soft too while Seokjin's was bloody red that it always invites Taehyung own lips just to gnaw and have a taste. He knew they were soft too just by how he felt earlier and honestly, he wants more. Both smelled good, Jimin wore Chanel perfume and Seokjin, he doesn't know what brand, but he smelled so good like fresh watermelon with a bit of mint. Jimin had a slim body, thin waist, and a very beautiful ass, those are one of the reasons why he loved Jimin. He is just so fuckable, but now, when he looks at him, he can't help but picture Seokjin instead of Jimin. Long neck, wide shoulders, thin waist long legs, fat ass, and oh fucking god, Taehyung was hard just by merely imagining Seokjin's full form. He groaned looking at the tent on his pants.

Jimin must've heard him when he stirred and opened his eyes only to see Taehyung looking at his massive boner. Jimin languidly smiled and his hands traveled towards Taehyung's hard cock an rubbed it gently. Taehyung gasped but let Jimin continued. "You got hard just by staring at me?" Jimin teased.

No. Taehyung wanted to say that but that would raise a lot of questions and unnecessary fight. So, he just nodded. Maybe Jisoo is right. He just needs to fuck. He was just horny because it's almost a week since he last had sex and it was too fucking long.

Usually, Taehyung would prep Jimin, take it slow and sweet but tonight, he just wants it rough and raw just to finish it already and have his release. He closed his eyes and the image that flashed his mind was a sinful and vey lewd imagery of Seokjin. Down on his knees begging for Taehyung to fuck his mouth. He felt his cock twitch. He opened his eyes only to be disappointed that it's Jimin, but he couldn't care less. He flipped Jimin on his stomach, pulled down his pajamas along with Jimin's boxers. He took his cock out, spit on his hand and used it as lube. He can't fucking wait anymore.

His hard cock now on his hands stroking them before pushing inside Jimin's hole. Jimin almost screamed when Taehyung shoved his cock hard and fast on Jimin's abused hole. He fisted the sheets and let the pillow swallow all his moans. He didn't want Seokjin to wake up and find them in this position.

Jimin enjoyed how rough Taehyung was fucking him that night. It was different, he was hungry and fucks Jimin like a beast. Jimin can only mewl when his prostate got abused each thrust and he was coming undone again ang again. This was the best sex he had with Taehyung so far. He just wished he could see Taehyung's face. He was never fucked by Taehyung face to face. It's either he was on all fours, spooning him, or he was pressed against the wall. Guess he needed to exert more effort for Taehyung to break another rule for him.

"Ngh! I'm coming! Fuck!" Taehyung whispered. He snapped his hips forward at Jimin at a ruthless pace until he was climaxing. It was so powerful, and he wanted too grunt and scream the name Seokjin. But he didn't. He was sane enough to know that he is with Jimin instead of the other. He came on Jimin's back and it was a lot more than the usual. He got too worked up and it was thanks to Seokjin's image in his head.

Jimin turned around hoping to clean Taehyung's dick with his mouth when he saw Taehyung retreating to the bathroom and washed himself/ Jimin went after him and did the same. It was quiet for the both of them, but Jimin was still high with the amazing sex he just had to notice that something was off with his boyfriend.

"I'll just go and drink water downstairs." Taehyung said. Jimin nodded and went back to sleep. He was too tired to even do anything at all.

Taehyung was only wearing his boxers when he went downstairs, but fate seems to be really playing with him. He saw Seokjin standing in the front door talking to his friend Namjoon. What is that asshole doing here in the middle of the night? He slowly walked towards them to hear what they were talking about, but he stopped when he heard Seokjin giggle and when he looked at them, they were kissing already.

Taehyung saw red.

Namjoon was almost eating Seokjin's face up as they were shamelessly kissing. He held his breath and clenched his fist. Unfamiliar sensation was clouding his chest and he just wanted to push that Namjoon guy away from Seokjin. Dammit! He took a deep breath and went to the kitchen fast and poured a glass of water. He made sure he made enough noise to distract them and it worked. Seokjin pushed Namjoon away and he heard him bid goodbye. Taehyung was glaring at the floor, he only looked up when Seokjin joined him in the kitchen and grabbed his own glass of water without talking to Taehyung.

"What is he doing here?" He asked Seokjin in a low voice.

"He said sorry about a while ago. He said he forgot and had better things to do." Seokjin said. Taehyung caught the bitter tone in his voice and his rage was replaced with something softer. He was still pissed but he is more concerned.

"And you accepted it just like that?"

"Uhm, yeah? What else should I do?" Taehyung clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"Fuck ..." He whispered. He was even angrier now, he just can't pinpoint whether it's for Namjoon, Seokjin or himself.

Seokjin raised a brow. "What's your problem?"

Taehyung put his glass on the sink angrily before walking out, "I don't fucking know anymore! Fuck!"

Seokjin followed suit until they were in the living room "What the hell is wrong with you!?"

Taehyung faced him. "Shut up."

"I won't. Why are you so mad at me? I didn't even do anything!"

"That's it you're not doing anything! And yet ..." He said frustratedly. He looked at Seokjin's face. Then to his lips, and Taehyung lost it. He grabbed Seokjin by the arm and pulled him close until their lips touched. Their lips were just pressed against each other, but he felt tingles all over his spine.

He slowly closed his eyes and moved his lips against Seokjin savoring how sweet his lips are and growling when the thought of someone else kissing those lips earlier.

Seokjin's eyes widened but something was forcing him to kiss back. So, he did. He answered ever kiss Taehyung gave him and closed his eyes savoring the feeling of how gentle Taehyung's lips and kisses were. It was just after a minute when Seokjin realized what he just did. He pushed Taehyung hard and slapped him.

"Fuck you!" He slapped him again and left Taehyung behind.

"Yeah. Fuck me, indeed." Taehyung shook his head.

How will he ever get enough when Seokjin's lips almost tasted like home?