Boyfriend Scenarios Novels & Stories

My best friend is out of the country and my family— No. I won’t think about them. Not on my happy day. I pushed all the unpleasant thoughts aside and headed up to the room. I scanned the keycard, my hand trembling from excitement so much that I almost dropped the gift. But the moment the door swung open, I froze. “Oh fuck baby! Right there! Fuck yes!” A scene from a porno. Except, I knew the actors. There was my boyfriend of three years on the bed, a woman bouncing on him, her lithe and slender body twisting in ways I didn’t think was possible.

I rolled my eyes. I don’t like him very much! “Don’t make fun of her, Shawn!” Hunter warned him. Aww! He’s taking my side! I think Hunter is like jelly beans… Amazing but can still be better… Like gummy bears… Gummy bears are the best! “You are acting like her boyfriend now, dude! Chill!” Shawn remarked. What?! “He’s my boyfriend! He’s supposed to act that way!” I stuck my tongue out at Shawn. “He’s your boy-friend. There’s a small space between boy and friend. And that space is called the friend-zone. He’s just your guy friend. Not your boyfriend.” Shawn told me in a matter-of-fact tone.

We had been together for just shy of three years, and I knew loved him with every fiber of my being. "Maybe we should give it a moment, let them be boys." I said, but Stacy was already onto the next thing, putting her jacket on and letting her hair down. "You're so weird. If Danny was my boyfriend, I'd race out there in a heartbeat to make out with him." Stacy shrugged her shoulders, making me laugh. Stacy McMahon was my oldest friend, and we had a comfortable friendship since we'd known each other for almost a decade and a half. She was always blunt about how I should be more hands-on with my relationship, even though I was comfortable.

“Thanks.” He grins. “Anytime man.” I start to walk away, when he doubles back. “Hey,” he arches a brow in a way I completely don’t understand. “You think she has a friend that’s hot too? I wouldn’t mind getting set up. A blind date, or something like that.” I smile thinly. “I’ll ask.” He hits me hard on the shoulder, jostling me forward. “That’s why you’re the man. Gotta check on my patient to make sure her boyfriend hasn’t snuck a greasy burger into her room. It’ll totally screw up my day.”

Jean suddenly asked Fiona, "Is he really your boyfriend, Fiona?" Fiona heard Jean's words and immediately felt a bit guilty, but she managed to stay calm and responded, "Of course, how could a boyfriend be fake?" Jean narrowed her eyes slightly. The more she looked at the two of them, the less they seemed to match. So she gave a smile and said, "Since you say you're a couple, prove it to me." Fiona became increasingly nervous with the questions from Jean, and snapped, "How do you prove a boyfriend? What do you want, a blood test? Can you stop being so stupid?"

Like seriously what kind of a couple is this? The boyfriend has practically told me he wants to fuck me and now the girlfriend is also saying she wants a threesome while looking at me seductively. I think I need to bounce from here before it starts to get really weird really fast to be honest it's already very weird at this point but it could get worse. “I am suddenly not feeling too well, I think I need to rest," I quickly made up an excuse to leave. Placing my hand on my head and acting like I was feeling lightheaded.

"You're so quick to judge me, but it's not like you're any better. Weren't you after Eric because he's rich? And yet, you call it true love." Lila paled before flushing. She pointed at me with a trembling finger. "You're a horrible woman, Gina." I shook my head. "Not as horrible as Eric. He's the one who pushed his girlfriend into another man's arms, treating me like some disposable object. Isn't that worse? "Lila, Jonah is my boyfriend now, and he'll stay that way. Whether you can hold on to Eric is on you. I'm not here to compete with you, nor will I sabotage you. So, you can relax."

"You were groping Raphael's—what was it again? Yeah, real virtuous." She choked, speechless. I turned to fix Raphael's wrinkled tie with a gentle smile. "Thanks, honey, for introducing me to my boyfriend. I like him a lot. His kisses are real sweet. But yours? Not even a dog would want them." Raphael was furious, practically shaking. But he'd brought shame to both families. And now, the Lindt family owed me—big time.

After leaving the police station, my boyfriend’s godsister, Sonia Scott, tearfully climbed into the front passenger seat as if she belonged there. Not wanting to talk, I started the car. Suddenly, she said,her eyes filled with tears,her nose red.She looked like the very definition of helpless.“Tony, I’m scared. You know I can’t sit in a car driven by someone else.” Sonia bit her lip, her eyes shimmering as though she was on the verge of tears.

He had never thought he'd be someone's boyfriend and now hearing it makes him feel good and fulfilled. "You're right. As long as I'm Kylie's boyfriend and I'm not at the office, you can do whatever you like but if you cross your boundary, I'll tell someone to kidnap you and ask for a big ransom that Jackson can't afford" "Wahh.. you must be feeling so fulfilled just because you're Kylie's boyfriend. She'll still choose me over you that's how our friendship is" Allison said and stuck out her tongue. "Well, that has changed. I'm her best friend now, you have no right to her" Scott yelled at her.