"Stan!" he yelled, "Oh—oh fuck Stan!" I looked down at my boyfriend and kept going. He fucking loved it.
"Y-you want the neighbors to hear?" I spit out. God I loved the weeks his parents were gone. I was moving in and out of him, moaning loudly. His hands were gripped tightly to the bed covers. Kyle was trying his hardest not to let out screams, but he couldn't keep them in.
I was enjoying this so much. I'm so happy that two years ago, I realized I loved my best friend. Kyle looked so helpless under me. Even though he was about half a year older than me and two inches taller, he really did look weak and innocent. I had him under my control.
"Dammit!" He called out. "Don't stop, "Nngh… St-Stan!" I wouldn't have stopped, as long as we both enjoyed this. 10 more minutes of moans and screams did finally lead to a stop though.
I fell over on the full sized bed next to the swearing red haired boy. Our arms were over lapping each other, laying down in the room now filled with heavy breathing.
"I am so looking forward to next week." I told him. He looked over at me.
"Anxious much?" I nodded. "Well you've still got the whole night to look forward to babe." I slightly laughed with the energy that still filled me.
"I thought you were tired Broflovski."
"So? Does that mean we can't still have fun?" His stare matched mine. I would have never enjoyed this night so much with Wendy.
"Oh is that so?" I watched as Kyle's face turned a bright red color.
"I need a minute to just relax," He stated. I took a few more deep breaths, listening carefully to the noise that the strong winds made outside my window. Kyle put his arms behind his head. After a few moments of silence, Kyle unexpectedly got over me. "I'm ready. You wanna go?"
"Do I even need to answer?" Within a few seconds, Kyle had me flipped over. He pit on his hand and rubbed it on his cock. He then began to rub up against my entrance. He finally make his way inside me, going in and out, faster and harder. He was definitely better at it than I was.
"You like it, don't you?" I gripped on tightly to his covers. I shut my eyes with a great force as Kyle thrusted his body back and forth, continuously.
"Oh God.. Yes Kyle! My face was forcefully slamming into the pillow, as I tried my hardest to keep back. Kyle was just going so goddamn fast and hard, it was physically impossible for me to stay in place.
"Stan!" He yelled, "I'm gonna--!" Kyle came inside me, causing me to instantly fall down, rolling over onto my side with hald of my body off the bed. Kyle fell over too, wrapping his arm around, and pressing up against me with his naked body.
"I love you Kyle."
"I love you too Stan."
Most people would be shocked if they knew how old I was. Me, writing this, I think I'm to goddamn young to think about stuff like this.. :0