Kenny McCormick rubbed his eyes. Another day full of school, another day full of shit. His bed seemed so comfortable, and the way that his head sunk into his pillow made him want to go right back to sleep. In fact, he would have just floated into another dream if it weren't for the alarm clock blaring at him.

Throwing the blankets off of himself, and getting untangled from the sheets, Kenny ran his hand through his hair. It was rough and unbrushed, just the way he liked it.

He threw his legs over the side of his bed, "ready" for the day. However, the second he stood up, he realized something. "Fuuuuck," he rolled his eyes as he looked down to see the huge tent in his pants. It was not every day he'd wake up with morning wood, but when he did, the day was going to be a long one.

Already late for school, he threw on his orange coat and stumbled out the door to South Park Highschool. Sure, the rubbing in his pants felt uncomfortable, but hey- Life is life.

Almost as soon as he entered the front doors, Butters Stotch greeted him. "Hi Kenny!"

"Not now, Butters," he groaned.

"But, you see-"

Kenny cut him off, "Shut the fuck up!"

Butters looked hurt. He went to hug Kenny, who pushed him away.

"Ay! What was that for?!"

"Butters... I'm sorry. I really can't do this today, okay?"

"Do what?"

Kenny looked up. "I don't even know. Just please leave me alone."

"Mmm... Okay. Just can I have a hug?"

Unable to say no while looking into Butter's baby blue, innocent, and pleading eyes, he couldn't find the strength to say no. "Okay, Butters. Come here."

Butters giggled and threw his arms around Kenny. Tightly. He felt Butters' blond hair tickling his nose and their bodies pushed together. The orange-coated boy scrunched up his nose when he felt his friend's dick against his hard one.

Butters, being the adorable fluff he was, started jumping up and down in the hug, causing Kenny to get some friction. A rush of pleasure flooded through his body as he tried not to buck his hips against his friend. Opening his mouth, he accidentally let out a moan, causing Butters to stop and step back.

"You good, Ken?"

Cheeks red, he nodded. "Yeah, Butters. I'm fine. Stop worrying so much, why don't you?"

Butters chuckled, then turned white. "Um, Kenny?"

"...Yeah?"

"What's that?"

Kenny cringed when he saw where Butters was pointing. Glancing down, he realized that his aching dick had created a humongous, prominent tent in his jeans. To make matters worse, the very front was a bit white, too, from the precum that Butters had unconsciously made Kenny emit by jumping. Frustration grew in his stomach as he looked back at the slightly younger boy.

"It's called a cock, you got one?" he felt his face grow red as he started marching away, but Butters caught him by the wrist.

"No way!" he cried out. "Can I see?"

Kenny flushed. "Right here? In the middle of school?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Hey Butters," he cooed, smirking a little, "come home with me on the bus. I'll show you it there." And with a wink, he rushed off to first period.

Kenny had been thinking about Butters all day. His dick just ached more and more, but he willed himself to hold on a bit longer, because soon, it'll all be bliss.

When the bell rang, Butters followed Kenny to the bus. "My parents won't be home," the taller boy whispered, "so we can be as loud as we want."

A bit confused, Butters nodded.

Once they reached the bus stop, Kenny grabbed onto the smaller boy's hand and pulled him inside. Once the door was closed behind them, Butters felt himself get shoved against the wall. Soon enough, Kenny's mouth was all over him, hips rolling, and strangled moans coming from the back of his throat.

Still confused as hell, Butters just went along with it. Eventually, Kenny pulled back. "Do you want it?"

"Do I want what?"

The corners of his mouth were tugged up into a smirk. "My cock, Butters."

"Oh, yeah!" he giggled.

Suddenly, Kenny took Butters by the shirt and brought him upstairs. Stripping off his own top, Kenny let go of the blond boy. He tugged his pants off, then pulled his swollen dick from his boxers. The head was purple, and the slit was leaking. His balls hanged, full, warm, and ready to burst.

"What the fuck, Ken?!" Butters screamed.

"...What?"

"I just wanted to see your cock!"

Kenny raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about, this is it."

Butters shook his head. "No. No it's not. That's your weiner."

"Well, what did you expect?!"

Exasperated, the young blond blinked. "A chicken!"