Stealing Her Friends Boyfriend

Hugo was cooking pork fried rice. The 18 year old nerd started cooking dinner four times a week and ordering take out for the other days ever since his mom ran off with her secretary and his dad became a functioning alcoholic. The circumstances left him in charge of his little sisters, Zoe and Mia. The 8 year old twins were playing video games in their room right now.

He sighed.

Someone opened the door. He turned around, expecting to see his dad clutching shiny, new beer bottles. But it wasn't him.

"Hi!" chirruped Chloe."Here's the book I borrowed from you. I brought it back." Hugo smiled at her.

Chloe, Hugo and Hugo's girlfriend Ava grew up together. Hugo was always the responsible one. Went to school, studied and then straight home to help his sisters with their homework before doing his. Ava was responsible too, but not as bookish. Chloe, meanwhile, only did as much work as she needed to pass her classes. She was smart, yes, but preferred spending her time on sports.

She was a highly accomplished athlete and her body showed it. The high schooler had small, rather flat tits but more than made up for that with her washboard abs and round, muscular ass. She was one of the best sprinters their school has ever seen, with a personal record of running 100m in 13.71 seconds. Her legs are muscular from working out to the point where she is able to regularly squat 100kg.

Yet Hugo asked Ava out instead of her. It was something that always pissed Chloe. The fact that he chose their mutual fat friend instead of her, when she was in love with him ever since they were kids...

Yes, she has always been in love with him. Her sweet, kind, caring Hugo. It didn't matter that he didn't know it yet. He was already hers because she wanted him to be.

"Hi, Chloe. Would you like me to make something extra for you?"

"Nah."

"Okay."

She liked watching him cook. He looked so cute when focused on something, with his little eyebrows scrunched up. So fucking adorable.

He felt a bit uneasy with the attention. He didn't know why after he and Ava got together the way Chloe looked at him seemed to change. It made him nervous.

"Say, Hugo," Chloe began. "Ava has only given you handjobs, right?"

Hugo turned around, looking at her. "How do you know that?"

"She told me. Said that she wants to wait before having sex."

"Yes, she wants to wait. Nothing wrong with that."

Chloe studied his face for a while. It made the teenage boy feel rather uncomfortable. The beautiful athlete then told her scrawny friend "No, there's nothing wrong about it. Nothing wrong at all. But still, aren't you frustrated?"

"Frustrated?"

"Yes. It must annoy you having her jerk your hard cock and not let you go further."

He was surprised by her crass words. "No, it doesn't annoy or frustrate me. I'm okay with it. I'm okay with waiting." Chloe smiled at him. She got up and approached her childhood friend.

She placed a hand on his thin chest. Somehow, him being frail turned her on. His vulnerability, the ease with which she could have taken advantage of him, being of vastly superior body structure....

"Are you sure about that?"

"Chloe, what the hell are you doing?" he asked, backing away nervously. He was trapped, though, between her solid body and the counter. There was no way to run.

"You're cute, Hugo," she crooned. "I'd let you fuck me. We could have sex if you want to. We could sleep together and Ava will never find out."

Hugo's eyes went wide.

"No. You're attractive, but I'm not a cheater."

Chloe raised her eyebrows. "Okay," she said nonchalantly. "See you tomorrow then." Without another word she left the apartment.

He stared at the door after she shut it, wondering if he dreamed up the entire thing. He slapped himself and confirmed that it wasn't a dream, yet the encounter remained perplexing. It was easily the weirdest thing to have happened to him.

He called his girlfriend.

"Ava, we have to talk."

"Sure, baby. What is it?"

"It's very important. I want to talk about it in person."

"You're not gonna break up with me, are you?" He could hear the worry in her voice and hurried to assure her.

"Of course not. But still."

"Okay. I'll be there in half an hour." She hung up and he went back to cooking. Once he was done, he went to his sisters' room and knocked.

"Time for dinner," he told his younger sisters, who rushed to the living room and started eating the meal he prepared for them.

Half an hour later, Ava was in his apartment. Always punctual.

"What is it, Hugo?" she asked.

She was a short, plain-faced girl with an unimpressive figure, if you're being generous. Certainly far less physically appealing than Chloe.

"Chloe came over earlier. She was...hitting on me."

"What?"

"You heard me, Ava. She said you told her you want to wait before having sex. I confirmed that and she just offered to do it with me."

Ava couldn't believe her ears. She gaped. "She actually offered to have sex with you?"

"Yes!"

The girl stroked her chin thoughtfully. Although she was overweight, Ava still had a pretty face and was pretty cute. Just not sexy, unlike Chloe who was extremely hot.

"I'll talk to her about it. See what that was about."

"Thanks, baby. That would be great."

He gave her a peck on the cheek.

"Awwww!"

Hugo turned to his little sisters, rolling his eyes at them while his girlfriend giggled. She adored them almost as much as she did, having spent many hours at their place babysitting the younger girls.

Ava stayed for another hour before leaving, giving Hugo a little kiss.

He went to bed happy, not knowing what sort of shitstorm was about to head his way.

........

Ava knocked on the door impatiently. She stood there, tapping her foot. The girl waited for two minutes before her friend opened the door.

Chloe was wearing her tank top and yoga shorts, and it made Ava so jealous to see how fit she was. She was in phenomenal shape, every inch of her body made of pure muscles. "What is it?" asked Chloe.

Looking at her athletic friend, Ava suddenly felt self-conscious. Then she took a deep breath.

"Why did you make a pass at my boyfriend?"

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me just fine," snapped Ava. She took a calming breath. Then she said "Hugo told me what you said to him. What possessed you to offer him sex?"

"Oh, that." Chloe paused before giving an explanation "I was only testing him for you."

"Testing him?"

"You said it yourself, Ava. That you aren't ready for sex yet and are only giving him handjobs."

"So?"

"So I was worried he might cheat on you. I wanted to make sure your boyfriend is loyal to you, girl. That's it. Really. I wasn't actually planning on sleeping with the guy."

She put on such a convincing performance that Ava couldn't help falling for it. Ava was still irritated though, and said "It wasn't your place to do that behind my back." Chloe held up her hands apologetically.

"Yes, I know that now. I'm sorry."

Ava's gaze softened slightly.

"It's okay. Just keep it in mind. No more offering sex to my boyfriend."

Chloe was quiet for a few moments. Then she said "Even though he wouldn't cheat on you, I think you should still be worried about your relationship."

"Why though?"

"Well, the way he hasn't pushed for sex. The fact that he's so chill about waiting, it makes me wonder if he's asexual or something. I know you're not ready yet but one day you will want to have sex. What if he can't perform?"

Ava frowned. "No, that can't be it," she said to her friend. "He is able to get hard for the handjobs I give him. So his cock works."

"Maybe that's all he can get hard for. Did it not occur to you that intercourse might repulse him?"

Chloe observed her bewildered friend's reaction to the seeds of doubt she is planting in her head. Ava was clearly starting to question her relationship.

"It's not very manly, is it? To not pursue sex and to instead just accept the status quo."

Her friend's words kept replaying in Ava's head as she took them in and pondered on the uncertain future of her first relationship. She didn't know how to feel about what her friend said.

She had no idea that Chloe just lied to her with a straight face. No, Ava was far too trusting. She had no clue anything was wrong.

The girl went over to Hugo's place that afternoon to talk to him.

"I talked to Chloe," said Ava. "She said she only wanted to test you on my behalf."

"Test me?"

"Yes, to see if you would ever cheat."

"Is that so?"

"That is what she said. And I believe her. Do you?"

Hugo frowned. After some consideration, the boy said "Yeah, I suppose it makes sense. She was just protective of you." Then he wrapped his arms around Ava and gave her a kiss. "I'm sorry I worried you about this."

She returned the kiss. "You did the right thing, telling me what happened," said Ava.

And she meant every word. She was glad her boyfriend was honest. She just couldn't stop worrying about what Chloe said, about him not asking for sex again.

The overweight teen looked at her cute boyfriend's face. She thought about it for a moment before asking "Does it upset you, not being able to have sex?"

Hugo frowned.

"No."

"Really?"

He hesitated before answering "Well, I'd love to sleep with you, but I want you to be happy, Ava. And you want to wait. I respect you. I'm not going to push you into saying yes."

Ava didn't know what to feel about that. Sure, having a respectful boyfriend was great. But did he even actually want her? Or was he only saying what he thought she wanted to hear? So many questions, and no answers.

Zoe poked her head out of her bedroom. "Hugo, do you think you can take us to the bookshop?"

"Sure."

Hugo then asked his girlfriend "Would you like to come as well?"

"I'd love to."

The two of them took his little sisters to the bookshop and they went to have lunch together afterwards.

Hugo told the waiter "My sisters have shellfish allergy so please be careful."

After the waiter left their table, Ava said "I don't know why you're worried. It's not like they're gonna put seafood in their fried chicken dishes."

"There could be cross-contamination."

Ava didn't know what the term cross contamination means so she didn't comment on it. She just sat and waited for the dishes to arrive.

Later they went to buy groceries. Hugo had a list of items they needed to buy. Stuff they recently ran out of.

"Can I please try some actual milk?" Mia asked.

"No, Mia. You're lactose intolerant," replied Hugo as he grabbed a couple of cartons of almond milk. He paid for everything and took his sisters home, Ava staying at the mall and waiting for a couple of her friends who wanted to hang out.

She thought about how her boyfriend was such a protective brother to his sisters. But was he too overprotective? In her mind he seemed to be trying to overcompensate for their missing mother and their dad being a drunk. It was a good thing, but she thought he took it a bit too far sometimes. Always fussing over what they ate.

She sighed. Hopefully he won't be this overbearing when the two of them have a child of their own. They were only 18 but she was already thinking of their future together, getting married and starting a family of their own.

If only she knew what was going to happen....

......

Hugo was over at Ava's house but she wasn't there. Her mother was, though.

"Hi, Mrs Wilson."

"Hi, Hugo. Ava's not here right now."

She smiled kindly at her daughter's boyfriend. The middle aged woman was quite fond of him. She saw him growing up, after all.

"I know. I'm not here to see her. I'm here to see you." She raised her eyebrows at his words. He continued "I need your help."

"Sure. With what?"

"Well, I really want to knit her a scarf as an anniversary gift. She asked me out one year ago, after all. But the problem is, I don't know how to knit. Could you teach me? Please?"

Ava's mom was very happy to oblige. She quickly started teaching him the basics.

Hugo was a smart boy and quickly grasped what she was teaching. He spent the next couple of hours at her place before going home.

When he arrived back at the apartment, he was surprised to see Chloe there. The two had not talked since she made a pass at him.

She was sitting with his little sisters on the couch in the living room, showing them how to fold origami cranes. The athletic girl was quite skilled at origami.

She looked up at him when he entered, flashing him a big smile. "Hi, Hugo."

"Hi, Chloe."

"The girls told me you went over to Ava's earlier," she noted, affectionately patting their heads and telling them to go wait in their room while she talked to Hugo.

"Yeah. Her mom taught me some knitting today."

"Knitting?"

"I just thought I'd knit Ava a scarf as an anniversary present."

Chloe frowned. The tall, sporty girl asked him "Why the hell are you still dating your ugly, fat girlfriend anyways? You can do a lot better than her."

Hugo gaped at her. "What the hell are you saying?" demanded the boy. "She is your friend too!"

"So what? I'm just speaking the truth. She isn't good enough for you."

Hugo narrowed his eyes. He said "I used to be fat, remember? In fact, I'm still a bit overweight."

"Yeah, but still. You deserve better than her. That girl is thin in the one place where it would be better to be fat."

"What place?"

"Her ass! She has such a flat butt. It's basically a boy's ass and you know it. You know it, Hugo."

Hugo planted his hands on his hips. "I'm not gonna stand here and listen to you badmouth my girlfriend. She has a good ass and I like it," he told Chloe.

Chloe smirked. "It's nowhere near as good as mine though, right?"

The boy opened his mouth but stopped himself from speaking. He could tell her that Ava's ass was better, but it would be nothing more than a lie, and a highly unconvincing one at that.

Chloe had the best ass in their school, no questions asked. Her booty was thick and round, a perfect combination of fat and muscles. It was the perfect evidence of how seriously she took exercising, working constantly to improve her powerful glutes.

Her strong thighs also helped enhance the look. In short, she was a stunner.

Still, Hugo only had eyes for his girlfriend. He told her "I have no comment to make about your ass." That only made her grin wider.

"Baby, all I'm hearing is that you can't deny the fact that my ass is superior to your girlfriend's."

Hugo huffed at her. "So what? You have the best ass I have ever seen. But Ava is in love with me. She cares about me and tells me how happy she is when we are together. Do you love me the way she does?"

Chloe went silent for a moment. Then she asked "If I confessed to you before she did, would you have said yes?"

"That's not the point."

"Would you have said yes?"

"It doesn't matter what I would have said. I'm in a happy relationship with Ava."

"I'm gonna make you two break up, Hugo. And you're going to be mine when it happens. I'll fuck you and show you that you deserve someone much better. Someone like me."

Hugo couldn't quite believe what she was saying. She got up, went to his sisters' room and handed each of them a small bar of chocolate before saying goodbye.

Then she left the apartment.

The boy sat down on a couch. He rubbed his temples. As much as he hated admitting it to himself, he wanted to get fucked by Chloe. She was so hot, so extremely confident.

He sighed.

Hugo went back to knitting the scarf, trying to take his mind off his worries. It was eating him up inside and he didn't know what to do.

A couple of hours later, Hugo started to prepare dinner for himself and his sisters. He boiled some broccoli to go with the chicken.

The boy always made sure that Zoe and Mia got enough vegetables. He cooked for about half an hour.

Once done, he knocked on their room and told them "Come out and have your dinner, both of you!"

He watched his sisters eat their food and Mia asked "Is something wrong?"

"Nothing," he lied to his younger sister. He waited until they finished and then washed the dishes. Then he went to his room, sitting down to read.

He called Ava and talked to her before going to bed.

.....

A month later, Hugo went over to Ava's house. It was the girl's birthday and he had the scarf he knitted with him.

Unbeknownst to the boy, Chloe was talking to his girlfriend and all the things she was saying to her would change everything about their relationship.

"I'm telling you, boys these days are getting more and more feminine," said Chloe, who was wearing a pair of yoga shorts that showed off her round ass and firm thighs.

Ava said "Just because a boy likes something like knitting doesn't make him girly."

"But it does. Only us girls should do that. Boys should do other stuff; have other hobbies. Manly things."

Ava shook her head disapprovingly at her friend's attitude but could not help considering it. It did make some sort of sense in her mind. She couldn't really see a boy who does something like knitting as manly.

"I suppose you are right."

"You know I'm right. I swear, boys these days. They think they can act like us girls and we will still respect them. Pffft."

There was a sudden knock on the door.

The two girls got up and walked to the front door together. Ava opened it and smiled. Her cute boyfriend was standing right there, a box in his hands.

He handed it to her and gave her a kiss. "Happy Birthday, baby."

Chloe briefly scowled. Her displeasure soon disappeared when Ava opened the box.

"A scarf!"

"Do you like it?" asked Hugo.

"Of course I do. Thank you so much!"

"I knitted it myself."

Ava frowned. She said "You knitted this scarf? Really?"

"Yes. Your mom helped teach me. I wouldn't have been able to do it without her." Hugo didn't really like the way she was looking at him then. Her expression was inscrutable and her silence left him feeling anxious. He couldn't read the thoughts in her eyes.

Then she told him "I really appreciate the thought and effort, but it's weird. You being my boyfriend and having such a girly hobby."

"Girly?"

"Yes. Boys really shouldn't knit." In fact, from now on, you can't knit anymore."

"Excuse me? You can't just tell me I'm not allowed to pursue my hobby."

"Uh, actually I can. And I just did."

Hugo couldn't believe his ears. "Wow. After I put in all the effort, you tell me I have to quit knitting." He shook his head, disappointed in his girlfriend. Chloe watched the two of them, amused. Things were proceeding according to plan.

"I don't know why you're making this a big deal."

"Me? I'm the one making this a big deal?"

"Yes, you. All you have to do is stick to reading and maybe find an extra hobby if you have to. Anything but knitting. It's too feminine."

Hugo huffed. "No. I rather enjoy knitting. And like I said earlier, you can't forbid me from doing it."

Ava crossed her arms. "You're stubborn. Too stubborn."

"Says the girl who is trying to tell me I can't do something I genuinely enjoy and shat all over the gift I made for her."

"Just leave. I don't want to see you right now."

"Fine!"

Chloe inwardly smirked as Hugo left the house. Yes, things were proceeding according to plan. Hell, even better than she dared hope for.

She said to Ava "Good job! You really showed him what happens when he ignores what you say."

"You don't think I'm too controlling?"

"Not at all. He needed to be put in his place."

"He must have put a lot of time and effort into knitting me this scarf.."

"Like we were discussing earlier, he is a boy and boys shouldn't be doing this kind of stuff."

Ava sighed. "Yeah, you're right."

"You should throw it away," suggested Chloe. She looked at her friend and said "That way he'll know. He'll understand just how much you disapprove."