Siliac's Hell
"I expect you to turn these in by the next class meeting." Mr. Siliac was saying. as we all sat in class. The whole place erupted in moans. "This shouldn't be a problem for you, as many of you are in groups of three. Those of you who are by yourselves, good luck. Crazy of you to be by yourselves, but okay." he said brushing back his grey hair. "Anyway, any questions?"
"Can we just fail now?" Cartman asked from in front of me. "Because I'd just like my F so I can get out of here."
"Nonsense young man!" Siliac yelled. "You should be able to apply yourself and study hard. If you don't wanna work by yourself, find yourself a group to work with. Okay? Now, break!" he yelled, as if it was a football game and we were all doing a play.
The bell rang on cue, and we all left after gathering our stuff. I let out a big yawn, and felt a hand wrap around my upper arm. I turned to peer at Red.
"Hey." I said yawning again. "Sorry about this."
"It's okay, Kenny." she said seriously. "So, what are we gonna do for our science project?" she asked.
"Lets…," I was struggling to keep my eyes open, and she expected me to come up with an idea. "Uh, let's… How about we, uh… no. No. Let's, uh…."
"I know!" Red chipped. "Let's create an IPod Ap." she proposed. "Let's make an Ap, that measures your pulse, and calculates your mood." she said simply. "It can work, Ken. Just work with me on this one."
"Red." I moaned. "I'm not very good with computer programing." I yawned.
"Don't worry. I'll get everything together, and you just sit there, and look all Mysteriony." she said simply.
"Ugh. Okay." I said yawning. "I gotta go. Let's meet after school, to make plans for the blah blah." I said not really wanting to. "Bye."
"Bye. Sleep good in math." she said snickering as she left.
"You okay, Kenny?" Stan asked as I slid into a seat beside him in math two minutes later. "You look like hell."
"My fucking house sucks." I moaned. "Can I stay at yours tonight?"
"Dude, how cold does it get at night, that we all take it for granted, and you freeze your ass off nightly?" he asked glaring. "Sure, you can stay. Mom won't mind."
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"Hey, fags." Cartman said as we all filed out after the bell rang signaling the end of school. "How's it goin'?"
"Good." we all chorused.
"Okay, Stan." Kyle said with a serious glance at his friend. "Did Butters say where he was gonna meet us?"
"No." Stan grunted as he grinned. "I hate you two."
"What's going on?" I asked confused.
"Butters and Kyle, here, have decided that I am to be their test subject for Siliac's little project."
"What are you doing to him?" I asked a little curious.
"Sleep deprivation." said a cheerful girlish voice.
Butters came over to us. He was holding a soda can in his hand, and had a blue bag slung over his shoulder. He came over to me and hugged me.
"You tired, pal?" he asked genuinely concerned.
"Uh huh." I said trying to stifle another yawn. "Buh, Butters, can I have a sip?" I said biting my lip.
"Why, sure!" he said enthusiastically. "Here."
"Hey, Ken!" said Red as she came up to the crowd. "Hey, Kyle, Stan, Butters. Fatass."
"Hey." we all said.
Two weeks ago, I began to notice the lack of insults coming from Eric's mouth. He would act different. I wondered what was going on.
"So, what are you two doing for your project?" Butters asked as we all began to walk off to the buses.
Red explained, while I was steered towards the buses by Cartman. I was practically falling asleep standing as I walked off. I felt the brisk hand against my shoulder as he led me off.
"That's cool!" Kyle was saying. "Stupid really, how he wants it to be done by Monday."
"Hell yeah." Cartman yelped. "Fuckin' dick doesn't know I have a life."
"Cartman, Hockey season's over." Kyle piped. "You have no life anymore."
"Shove it, Jew." Cartman said sadly.
"Are you okay?" Kyle asked. "You've been acting kind of weird, lately."
"I'm fahn." Cartman said as we all started to split up.
"We'll see you guys later, Stan!" Red said smiling. "Bye!"
"Hey." Cartman said simply. "Can I help you guys with your project?"
"Oh, no!" Red yelled. "No, no, no, no, no! All you're gonna do, is sit on your big fat ass while Kenny and I do all the work. I've seen you at it before, Cartman. No." she said pointing a finger at my friend.
"Please, Red. Ah promise I'll do my part. All you gotta do is tell meh what it is." he said seriously.
"Absolutely not." she shot. "No. I'm getting an A on this project. I'm not gonna let a fat fuck like you come and ruin this for me."
"Please, Red." he pleaded sadly. "I'm not sure what to do. Besides, if you give me a chance, I can prove that I'll do my part."
"Ugh! You are so manipulative, and conniving!" she moaned. "Fine. If you do not pull your own weight, and we flunk this thing, you die." she growled.
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"Are you serious?" Kyle asked as I lay on the floor of Stan's room. Kyle and he were on the bed. Butters sitting on the desk chair messing with a bracelet.
"You know, he's been acting so strange lately." Butters observed. "I swear he has a crush on Red."
"What?" we all cried. "Dude!" Stan yelled.
"No, seriously." Butters said simply. "Whenever he sees Red, he tags along with her and Kenny. Why do you even hang with her, Ken?" Butters asked.
"She's in my science class." I said simply. "Helping me out with my grade. She took me and adopted me."
"Are you two going out?" Kyle pried.
"Naw. She's going out with Token." I said simply. "So Cartman can't be in love with her."
"No offense, but he's really acting weird." Kyle repeated. "He complies with people more. He's more, submissive."
"Stan," Butters said simply. "Cumeer. I've gotta fit you with your bracelet."
"Dude!" Stan groaned as he got up and walked over to Butters. "What does it do?"
"It'll monitor you, so if you stop moving at any time, it'll send you a tiny electric shock to your spine, and you'll wake up." he said smiling. "So don't stay still for too long."
"You know, I can just take it off." Stan countered.
"Yeah." Butters said softly. He gave Stan the saddest looking eyes. "But if you did, you'd be lying, and you'd get us a failing grade. I'd get grounded, boy howdy."
"Aw! Aw! Don't do that, Butters!" Stan groaned as he fell apart. "Fine. I'll play along."
"Thank you, Stan." Kyle and Butters both said smiling at him.
"Ugh." I moaned. "I better go. Red and I are staying at Cartman's."
"You said you'd stay here." Stan reminded coldly.
"Yeah. But Siliac is gonna kill us, and Red will kill me if we don't get a good grade. She already nearly tore off Cartman's throat."
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We practically did pull all-nighters ourselves. It was a Friday when I left Stan's house, after saying bye to him, Butters and Kyle. Red, Cartman and I all working our asses off that night. Cartman actually doing work.
"This sucks total balls!" Cartman said in the morning as we all realized what time it was. "We never went to sleep."
"Hey, I'm used to it." I said simply.
"We're actually doing good." Red explained. "We should all have it finished this time tomorrow."
"So why did we have to stay up all night?" I asked positively almost crying.
"Well, this way, we can ensure that everything will be finished by tomorrow. If Siliac fails us, you two die." she predicted.
"You can sleep, Ken." Cartman suggested. "Red and I'll take care of everything."
I waited for Red to leave to the bathroom across the hall. I slid over to Cartman, and smiled. He blushed furiously.
"You're in love with Red." I said smiling kindly at him.
"No." Cartman said solemnly. "I'm not in love with her."
"So why are you acting all nice?" I asked a little irritated. "Why are you acting considerate, Cartman?" I asked a little down. "Just tell her you love her."
"I don't." he said simply.
"Then, tell her you have a crush on her!" I moaned.
"I don't." he said simply. I saw something in his face like sadness. Like something was troubling him.
"Hey, are you okay?" I asked laying a hand on his shoulder. "Cartman?"
"Yeah. I'ma go do somethin'." he said simply. "Bye."
We worked, for the longest time. This project held seventy-five percent of our grade. This project was the thing that was going to make, or break all of our grades. So, we pulled two all-nighters in a row. It was a hell. But as promised by Red, the project was done Sunday. Well, Sunday afternoon.
"Install it into the IPod, and let's see what it can do." I yawned. "Hurry, so I can go to sleep." I egged. "Fast, Red!"
It took a little over fifteen minutes. She finally had it ready to go. We both smiled.
"Test it out." I said simply.
"Okay. Cartman, you put your finger here." Red explained. "What does it say, Kenny?" she asked as I peered over my friend's shoulder.
"It doesn't." I lied. A single word was scrolled across the screen. Love.
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"So you left them alone?" Kyle asked softly as Butters and Stan tried to keep the poor Raven awake. "You left Cartman and Red alone."
"Yeah." I said softly. "It looks like he really likes her. I'm just glad tomorrow's the due day for Siliac." I groaned. "You know, I haven't had a full night's sleep in days?"
I returned back to Cartman's place, and found him the only one left. I was surprised.
"Where did Red go?" I asked.
"She said we were all done. She took her IPod, and left."
Cartman explained with a sad expression. I felt a little down at his troubled face.
"Why didn't you tell her?" I asked softly.
"This is complicated. Because it's not like you see it." Cartman explained lowly. "It's way worse. Oh, and not to mention, I've been a dick to people for way too long, for anyone to ever give a damn about me. About my pitiful pathetic, life." he spat as he tried to leave.
"Cartman." I gasped as I reached out and grabbed him. "Dude! Where did that come from?"
"I don't…." he sighed. "I don't know."
"Look, Cartman. It's hard." I said softly. "I know, it's hard. It's nerve racking. It's sad, to risk rejection. It's hurtful when people fuck with your mind, your emotions. But you'll never know." I said softly looking into his eyes. "You'll never know, until you try. You'll never know, how the other person feels."
"I can't." Cartman said as tears filled his eyes. "I've been way too angry, bitter, rude, for way too long." he whispered. "I can't."
"Cartman, you're a good kid." I said looking him in the face. "You can do it. I mean, if you really try, you can behave. I've seen you." I observed. "You've done it before."
"Yeah." he said hollowly. "Right."
"Oh, come on!" I moaned. "Can you at least try and take that risk?" I asked. "You're never gonna know if you don't try."
"I'd be crushed." he spoke sadly. "If I was pushed away. Okay?" he confided. "Fuck this. I'm out."
"No!" I moaned. "You have to tell her, Cartman." I said simply. "I mean-."
The boy's lips were on mine. I looked into his eyes, shocked for a while. I saw urgency. I saw a pleading look in his eyes. I felt, fire. I felt, lust. Desire, lust, fire, and passion. I felt, Cartman. My arms still hung stupidly at my sides.
"Sorry." I realized Cartman had pulled away, and I realized I'd looked like I didn't want what just happened. He looked crushed, embarrassed, and shocked.
"It's cool." I said as I reached out and wrapped him up in my arms. I placed my lips on his, and touched my tongue to his lower lip. He moaned urgently, and opened his mouth to me.
"Kinny!" he moaned loudly as I pushed past his lips and caressed his tongue.
"I would've said yes." I whispered pulling away.
The look on his face was ecstatic. I smiled as I saw a genuine grin light up his face. He looked happy for once.
"So?" he asked softly.
I walked over to his bedroom door, closed and locked it. I walked back, and grabbed the boy by the shoulders. I pulled him into me, and gave him a kiss, before I gently started to take his shirt off. I heard him take a breath in as I ran my fingers through the exposed flesh. I hurriedly threw my orange jacket aside, and pulled off the jeans I was wearing. Cartman was panting now, and I could see a noticeable tent in his jockeys. I smiled as I gently pulled him down on top of me, and we lay on the bed.
I raised my hips up a little and my arousal crashed with his. He let out a whimper, and I smiled knowing just how good this felt.
"K-Kinny!" he moaned. "Oh, man!"
I smiled as I began a sliding rhythm. I felt him grow to full length as I lay stroking him with my own rod. Suddenly, I got up.
"What?" I asked looking him in the face. "What do you want?"
"I want you to take me." he pleaded. "Please, Kinny!"
I stood and removed my boxers, and he did the same. I gently pounced on him, covering his face and neck with kisses. He kept whimpering, and shaking violently as I touched him. I smiled, knowing how good he felt.
"Want me to suck you off?" he gasped.
"Only if you do." I said simply. "I'm not gonna push."
He was on top of me and sucking on my organ within seconds. He was really good, too. Soon, I felt myself melting in to his touch. All too soon, he got off. I flipped him over on to his back, and lifted his legs over my hips.
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"Yes!" he pleaded. "Please!"
"If I hurt you, you'll tell me?" I asked.
"Yeah!" he pleaded. "Go!"
I gently placed the head of my ten inches into his center. There was a small pop, and he groaned. I felt like if I moved, I'd either release too soon, or I'd hurt him. He looked into my face, and whispered.
"Move, Ken! Oh, please, move!"
I started stroking in and out gently at first. He leaned up every once in a while to kiss me, and I met his lips with passion. I smiled at how great he felt.
"Kinny?" he whispered. "I love you."
"You think so?" I asked. Love being a new concept entirely to me.
"No!" Cartman declared. "I know so!"
I sped up, and he groaned as the bed began to shake along with our thrusts. Soon, my climax arrived, and I felt him soak my stomach and his.
"Kinny!" he moaned. "Oh, you feel so fuckin' good, man!" he moaned. "How did I ever do without you?"
I pulled off, and he curled up beside me as we both turned to face each other. I pulled a blanket over us, and kissed him passionately. A moan escaped my throat as I kissed him.
"I love you, Ken." he promised as he closed his eyes.
"I love you, too." I said trying not to yawn with exhaustion. "Good night, Cartman."
"Good night, Ken." he whispered as we deeply kissed again.
"Siliac better give us a god damned A." I huffed as I pulled him into me again.
"Kinny?" he asked softly. He gently pushed himself against me, and I felt my cock enter him again. "Stay inside me." he begged. "Or I may just think it's a dream."
"Love you, baby." I mumbled against his lips.