Hey guys! I have been obbssed with south park yaoi lately idk why! So heres a story. Style, K2, and Kyman
Kenny's POV
I gently moved my slender fingers over the keys of my keyboard Kyle and Stan bought me. I have been practicing the song Kyle wrote for me because i liked Kyle...alot. I found out that I like Kyle last year. It was Halloween and I was waiting for Kyle so we could go to Bebe's awesome party. He came out in a lamb costume his red curls sticking out. He wore a pink collor around the soft white fur of the costummes neck. He looked so small and cute i wanted to be his big bad wolf...to bad i decided to be a serial killer. All night i couldnt take my eyes off of kyles swaying hips. He looked so sexy and cute it turned me on wildly.
"Dude that was awesome." Kyle breathed daring not to move. I beamed and ran over to him.
"Mmmph mph mpph" I said pulling up my hood. I still covered my mouth because I can never control what I say. Kyle nodded and went back to reading, leaning slightly on my shoulder. My whole face went red as I glanced at Kyle. He was wearing an old grey t-shirt which clung to his girlish slender figure perfectly. He finally agreed to cut his hair so it grew back so beautifully. His soft red curls barely past his ears and bounced whenever he moved. It wasnt as thick but more girly. He had a slight dusting of freckles over his face. His face was was so cute! He had a small nose and huge striking emerald eyes. His skin was very pale but the thing I noticed was his perfect plumb pink lips I wanted to attack. I unconsciously licked my lips thinking of all the bad things I could do with him. I heard a pounding at my door, I sighed and got up slightly ruffling Kyle's red curls. Opening the door I saw Stan, He was wearing a black t-shirt and black skinny jeans. He went back to his emo days when we were 17. He was at least 5'10 with a slight muscle build. His black hair was slightly in his eyes as he looked behind me his blue eyes searching for something.
"Hey is Kyle here?" He asked with a deep rough voice. Of course it was Kyle. He looked like a puppy wagging its tail. It was obvious he liked Kyle. It has been for a couple years. I saw him glancing at Kyle's amazing ass a lot. I nodded my head and glared at him hoping he would leave. He rubbed the back of his neck clearly wanted to be asked in. I sighed and stepped aside letting Stan run past me yelling Kyle's name.
"Kyle!" He yelled running upstairs. I groaned and followed behind him just in time to see him tackle Kyle. My Kyle. Kyle giggled and was trying to get Stan off him, pushing slightly on his abs, barely making an effort to get Stan off him. My face went red with fury as I punched the wall glaring at Stan who was pinning down Kyle. Stan looked at me with confused eyes as he got off Kyle.
"What's up dude?" He asked staying paralyzed in his spot. I wouldn't blame him, I have beaten some guys up before and I got a bad reputation. Kyle got up fixing his clothes as he ran up to me. He had a serious look on my face, assuming he was mocking me.
"Why so serious?" He asked pinching my cheeks and smiling up at me. I couldnt help but smile back and brush his hands off of me. I looked at the clock on my nightstand and motioned to the clock trying to get Kyle to look at it. He turned around and groaned.
"UGH! Guys i got to go. My mom's making me go to ballet class." He said grabbing his backpackand waving goodbye at us. I looked over at Stan and he made no effort to hide the fact he was looking at Kyle's big amazing ass as he ran out. I huffed and toke off my hood looking at stan directly.
"We need to talk." I said glaring at Stan.
Stans POV:
"We need to talk." Kenny said his blue eyes glaring through me. I havent seen him without his hood or even talk in ages. He was pretty tan with platnium blonde hair hanging slightly in his electric eyes. He was about 5'11 with a pretty skinny body. All the girls chased after him and we all knew why.
"About what?" I asked watching Kyle's figure dissapper out the door. He was the first boy I ever thought about...romantically. But I could never admit that, If Wendy found out she would murder Kyle. I told her we needed to break up because I like someone else. I liked Kyle. I guess i have always known that.
"About Kyle." Kenny said trying to speak softly, we dont fatass up now do we? I groaned a little, thinking he found out about my slight crush.
"What about Kyle?" I asked feeling my pale skin turning slightly pink.
"You like him." Kenny said closing the space between us. I backed up knowing he could knock me out in one punch.
"So?" I asked knowing Kenny could tell a lie easily so no use to lie to him. I saw a flash of anger go through his eyes, I pushed into him thinking Kyle was worth the fight.
"So, you cant have him." He said looking down at me glaring through his blonde hair. I finnally put the pieces together. Kenny likes Kyle! No wonder he hated seeing me and Kyle together.
"I bet I could get a date with him before you could." I said jabbing a finger into his chest, not letting Kenny win. Not this time. Not Kyle.
"Game on." he said pushing his hand out waiting for me to shake.
"Your on." I said shaking his hand glaring in his eyes making sure he knew I wouldnt Back off easily.
Kyles POV:
I was walking home trying to remeber the ballet steps I was suppose to learn. I looked around holding my hands above my head. Something big is gonna happen. I thought thinking of the beautiful song Kenny played. I cant believe he would accutualy play my song, let alone practice it. I blushed thinking of Kenny. I knew I was gay since I was little but I never liked my friends. Maybe Kenny would be an exception...I dont know. I bit my bottom lip and grinned whistling softly.
Cartman's POV:
I watched as Stan left Kennys house. I sighed and grinned at the thought of Stan and Kenny fighting over a jew. Ha stupid Jew...I shrugged and thought of Kyle. Maybe...What if I...No...I could never date a Jew...Or a guy at all! I groaned feeling myself think of Kyle more and more. I pounded on Kenny's bed in frustration. I heard Kenny walking towards me. Before I knew what i was saying I said it.
"I want in!" I yelled holding out my hand.
"In what?" Kenny asked half smirking with his eyebrows up.
"In the bet you and Stan have." I said avoiding looking at Kenny feeling myself blush in embarrsement. I felt Kenny's hand clamp on mine shaking it once firmly.
"Ok Eric..." He said. I covered my face and waved goodbye. I walked outside feeling the sun hit my face.
"Son of a bitch!" I screamed.
Kenny's POV:
I chuckled thinking of Cartman and Kyle together. I watched Fatass walk away blushing badly. I guess I cant call him fatass anymore he was more like bulky. He had alot of muscle and was about 5'10 . He had shaggy brown hair that was always neatly combed. He had deep chocolate eyes and a cocky smirk. I cant imagine him liking Kyle...but oh well more compatetion. I looked at a picture of me and Kyle last halloween and grinned kissing my fingers brushing them on Kyle's face.
"I will win..." I whispered.
Okay! Everyone please vote on either
1.)K2 (Kenny and Kyle)
2.)Style (Stan and Kyle)
3.)Kyman (Cartman and Kyle)