Author 1st Note: Thank you for choosing to read my first fan fiction. This is an idea I have thought about and decided to bring it to life. This is my take on the characters from South Park. As of right now Cartman does not have any speaking parts. I could not figure out how to fit him into this story. Grammar is not my strong point. It you see anything that needs attention please let me.
Disclaimer: I do not own South Park
I stuffed my hands in my pocket as I walked down the street to Kyle's. Summer just started, we are out of school waiting for this college bullshit to start. I am really on my way to see my girlfriend Wendy Testaburger but I have some time to kill.
The sun is beaming down on me as I got to Kyle's house. I pulled out my key chain with the Broflovski house key. Kyle made me a copy back in 10th grade. I only use it when his parents are not home so I don't have to bug Kyle. I know they are already gone for the day.
I walk into the house and was greeted by the cool air. I am so grateful for that. I walk to the kitchen and get me a class of water. The house is rather quite. I take my glass with me and start to walk up the stairs. I open Kyle's door and will never forget what I saw.
I stared in shock as the glass I held slipped from my hands and hit the dark gray carpet.
"Dude!" exclaimed Kyle covering him before closing the laptop. I could see the blush reaching all the way up to his ears as he looked down in shame.
"S-sorry" I stammered as I busy myself with grabbing the glass. It slipped from my hands and hit the carpet. Fuck the glass. "You can go ahead and finish. I'll catch you later." I closed the room to his door with my heart in my chest. I quickly made my way to the stairs and out the door back into the awaiting hot sun.
I just saw my best friend jerking off.
I felt like I was in a haze. I was sitting on the front steps of Wendy's house awaiting for her to arrive. She had something to do regarding prepping for her arrival to Yale. I closed my eyes, I could see Kyle again. His face focused on the computer, legs slightly opened as his right hand moved up and down his dick looking very shiny and wet. I could slightly hear him cry out he was coming but I interrupted that. I felt my face flush again as I felt butterflies in my stomach.
"Hey Stan" Wendy waved getting out of her dark gold Nissan Altima. Her parents just brought it for her for finishing at the top of class. Returning a smile I stood up. Wendy pecked my lips before opening the front door. I followed close behind. She hasn't changed much over the years. In fact she filled out quite nicely. She kept her hair below her shoulder blades and neatly trimmed. Most teens have an awkward stage. Wendy did not have that at all, she skipped it.
"You would not believe what I had to go through. You think being pre-approved would be easier with these schools. They got my room wrong. I asked for single dorm and they had the nerve to put me in a dorm with a roommate."
"What's wrong with having a roommate?"
"Are you kidding me Stan? This is very big deal" Wendy started up the stairs to her room. "I am not going to fail because I get stuck with some roomie who would rather make friends and party. I cannot take that chance." I roll my eyes because she is being ridiculous again. You think graduating the top of our class and getting into Yale would be good enough. Once in her room she pushes me against the wall.
"Help me work out this stress" she purred into my ear. Once Wendy and I started having sex she quickly realized it is the best way to release stress. I nuzzled my face into her neck adding in soft kisses and licks. My mind went back to Kyle, his rosy red cheeks, his face in pure ecstasy, his heavy breathing and deep moaning. He was so cute in that moment. I could hear Wendy moan reminding me that it was her I was with and not Kyle.
"Stan, what's gotten into you? Whatever it is don't stop." I usually let her lead the way. Wendy tossed her head back allowing me full access to her neckline. I quickly attack her neck with more kisses and slightly bit at her neck. I feel Wendy's hand sliding under my tee shirt and rubbing my chest.
Wendy pulls back taking off her blouse revealing her purple bra. She pulls me over to the bed pushing me down. Wendy kisses me so deeply I feel like the wind is knocked out of me. As I placed my hands on her waist she starts licking my chin down to my neck and grinning on my dick. A moan escaped from me as I remembered Kyle yet again. What if it was Kyle kissing me like Wendy is right now.
I felt erection pressing against my jeans. Wendy has straddled me. When did she remove her bra? Her cheeks are a little red and her nipples look really hard. She smirks at me as she undoes my jeans. I could see the tint my dick created in my boxes. Wendy pulls my dick through the opening. She rubs her hands up and down the shaft. She opens her mouth and lets her drool fall onto my dick as she continues rubbing.
My eyes widen as I never seen her do this before. "Omg" I muttered laying my head back for a moment before turning my eyes back to the show in front of me.
Suddenly Wendy wasn't Wendy anymore. I saw red beautiful short curls swallowing my dick. Kyle looks up at me with his deep green eyes revealing so much lust. The face I had seen earlier today.
"Shit" I grunted. Wendy is Wendy again and she looks up smiling at my react. This is too fucking weird. What the hell is going on? I can do this! I can fuck my girlfriend. I grab Wendy laying her on the bed and hover over her. I don't do anything just yet. I just stare at her willing her to not transform into Kyle.
She gets impatience and pulls my face to hers for a kiss. I lick her bottom lip and suck on it little before entering her mouth. I can tell she was chewing her usual spearmint gum today. Wendy starts moaning as I start to play with her nipples. The moan sounded like Kyle's. I love that sound and start to fuck Wendy's mouth with my tongue. Again I hear Kyle's moan. I pull back and see Kyle underneath me. His head is tilted to the side and he is breathing deep, his face blushing.
I jump off of Wendy not able to take this anymore. This is not right.
"Wendy, I have to go." I start putting on my jeans.
"Go? Why? You know how rare it is for my parents to be gone." I can tell she is mad but at the moment I don't care. I think she would be thanking me if she knew I was going to fuck her thinking about my best friend.
"Summer just started. Your parents work during the day we will have plenty of time."
"Did you forget that I will be leaving in another 4 weeks? I am starting classes this summer so I can finish school early". Wendy has crossed her arms across her chest.
I stuff my feet into sneakers as quick as possible. "Look I am sorry. I promise I will make it up to you." Wendy pouted a little as she followed me to her front door.
"Next time give me fair warning. You can't just get me all worked up and not do anything about it." I bring my hand to the bridge of my nose thinking of what to say to not piss her off any further.
"I said I was sorry. If it makes you feel better I will probably get blue balls after this"
"It does make me feel better" Wendy grins. "I have some more stuff I need to take care of tomorrow. I will text you because Bebe wants to go on a double date." Shit. That means I am going to have to see Kyle. I am not sure if I can handle seeing him.
"Okay" I reply walking out of the door.
Bebe Stevens and Kyle started going out 11th grade. It was pretty cool since her and Wendy are best friends. Funny since Wendy tried to get Bebe to give Kyle his first kiss. Let's say that did not go so well. In the end things worked out. I got to not only be around my girl but also my best friend. My best friend who I am fantasying about since this morning's run in. I sigh as I starting walking. I am seriously going to need a car for school. This walking shit is for the birds.
I pull my phone out and see I got some text messages from Kyle.
Kyley B: How could you just walk in here without knocking?
Kyley B: You know what it doesn't even matter. It's not like you don't do it
Kyley B: I would prefer if you forget this every happened. I don't want to talk about it.
As if I would know what to even say to him at this point. I run my hands through my hair. I get to the house and go straight to my room. I sit down at my computer wondering if all of this is normal. Kyle and I hang out all the time. Not once have I ever thought of him in that way.
"Ugh" I looked at the clock. It's only a little after two. Kenny is still at work and will not be off until five. His dad has been teaching him to work at the mechanic shop with him. Seeing as how his dad stays high it has been interesting to say the least. Kenny mostly learns from fucking YouTube and the other techs there. I'm surprised his dad hasn't been fired yet.
I pull out my phone to text Kenny.
Stan: Hey I need to talk to you
Kenny Ken: Must be important. U never message me at work
Stan: Yes and no. I'm just feeling weird and I don't trust talking to anyone else about it
Kenny Ken: How come U are not talking to Kyle? Does it have something to do with Bebe?
Stan: No, I will just talk to you about later. Swing by the house when you get off
Kenny Ken: Kk
I toss my phone on my desk still with a lot of my mind. I didn't feel any better. Maybe I can shoot off this load. I changed my mind as I started to see Kyle face again. Fuck it I am taking a nap.
I woke up hearing my phone buzz.
"Ugh" I groan as I reach for my phone. I life my face out of the pillow I look at the phone and see Kenny calling. "Hello"
"Damn, are you sleeping?"
"I was"
"I am outside. It's hot as shit out here. Come open this fucking door." I put my phone down and went to open the door. Kenny was had removed his work shirt and was wearing a white beater with really wore jeans. His hair is messy as usual. I saw he had a 6 pack in his hand.
"Dude, you know my mom will freak if she catches us with that. Let's go to my room before she gets here." Kenny followed me to my room.
"Where is she anyway?"
"She went to go visit Shelly and meet some new guy she is dating at school. She wants to meet him first before my dad does and embarrasses the hell out of Shelly." Kenny sits on my bed as I sit at my desk. I quickly grab a beer taking off the cap with my hand. I start drinking the bottle down.
"Jesus, Stan. What the hell is going on?" I run my hands over my face. Where do I start?
"Um, h-how did you know you were, you know into guys?" Kenny breaks out in a grin.
"Are you trying to tell me something Stan?"