My STD Coach: Yoonmin

I

"Oh fuck, YES! JIMIN!" Nails dig into my back deeply.

"Shhh sweetie. You don't want the neighbors to hear." I rest my index finger on the girl's puckered lips.

She nods her head obediently.

"Good girl." I position myself inside of her, her tight pussy clenches around my dick.

I thrust into her body and once again, she screams with delight.

Sorry neighbors, I'm just too good for her.

"Yah Jimin!" The loud scream and the loud slam of the front door wakes me up.

"Park Jimin!" The door to my room bursts open, and I meet eyes with my roommate, Jin.

"Are you kidding me? You brought another one home?" Jin glares at me with his arms crossed.

"I was horny. I just wanted a good fuck." My voice is groggy.

"No, no, no, no." Jin grabs the naked girl beside me and drags her out of my bed.

"What are you doing!" I finally get out of bed.

Jin stuffs the girl's clothes into her hands and drags her to the front door of the apartment. He throws her outside and shuts the door.

"Call me if you want some more!" I yell through the door.

I hear a small muffled okay.

"Jimin! More? You really are getting out of hand!"

"I am. I don't even have to masturbate anymore." I shrug as I walk back to my room so I can put some clothes on.

Jin sighs. "You need some serious help."

"What do I need help with exactly?"

"Your sex problem! You had sex with 10 different people in one week!"

I did? Nice.

"Are you jealous? Is Namjoon hyung not giving it to you right?" I laugh as I see Jin's face flame up.

"That is not the problem. We work, unlike you."

"Suuurrre."

"I'm getting you help. I'm not about to let you die from HIV or some shit." With that, Jin storms out of our shared apartment.

"Where are we?" My eyes wander around the building in front of me. A very small, rundown building.

"You need some serious help. This guy is the master of preventing STDs." Jin smiles proudly.

He drags me inside the small building. There, a man stands behind a mahogany wood desk.

He's cute.

"Welcome. How may I help you today? I am Taehyung." The man smiles.

Taehyung huh? Nice name for a nice peice of ass.

"We have an appointment with Mr. Agust D. I'm Jin."

"Kim Seokjin? Indeed, you do have an appointment. Please go to the room on your right." Taehyung raises his arm slowly and points to the room.

"If you wanna fuck, you can always call me." I hand Taehyung my card.

"I am sorry. Humans have the ability to do such things, not me."

What? I stare at Taehyung confused. The hell is he talking about?

"C'mon!" Jin pulls me to the room.

In the room, you can tell it's an office. It's relatively neat except for the disaster of a desk. A person sits in a chair, feet on the desk, arms folded, and a economics magazine over their face.

"Um.....excuse me?" Jin asks hesitantly.

"Tsk tsk." The person's feet drop and they remove the magazine from their face.

It's a man. Small eyes, stern face, pale skin, and bright blue hair. Not really my type.

"Have a seat." He points to the chairs in front of the desk. His voice is deeper than mine, definitely not my type.

"Hi Mr. Agust D." Jin bows.

This Agust D person leans back in his seat.

"I'm guessing you're trying to get him help?"

"Yes I am. How'd you know?" Jin answers.

"He hit on my employee."

"Your employee is weird." I respond back.

"He's a robot. Of course he's weird."

Robot?

"What is this Jin? Where did you take me?" I can't believe I have to deal with this nonsense.

"He took you to the greatest STD prevention system. You, young blood, will stop your whorish antics." The weirdo points a finger at me.

I smirk.

"I'd like to see you try."

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