Remember, this story is a continuation of my 'The Aftermath of Princess Kenny' story! P.s: Doesn't really matter if you read first part or not, but it does help you get into the minds of the characters a little more. Anyways, enjoy!
Clyde's Pov
I still remember the day Kenny and Butters came out together, and how I felt that lump in my throat that would just not go down. I can't stop recalling the time when the boy with the orange parka held me in his arms after Cartman finished having his way with me. I felt totally safe and loved. Of course Kenny and I are still on speaking terms, but I try to avoid the couple as much as I possibly can, for my own sake and sanity. I can't help but feel like it should have been us together, put Butters with Cartman or anyone, but not Kenny! I have an hour of free period now, and I'm always found sitting under the large oak tree in the backyard of the school. My favourite sensation in the world? That feeling of a metallic blade against my soft skin, interrupted by the frosty breeze of winter. I'm greatful for the constant cold weather of South Park, that way my jacket could constantly cover the countless scars I've created underneath. I'm approached by my best friend, Craig. We don't even have to say two words to each other to have a good time, or understand how the other feels. I came out to Craig a couple years ago, long before Kenny and Butters became official. 'You would make him very happy.' I remember Craig telling me, one of the most heartfelt things he's ever said to me in his entire life.
Is Craig gay, I honestly have no idea. He's never been in a relationship since we started high school, and he's never had a conversation with me about one gender or sex period. The last person I wanted to see right now notices Craig and I, and makes their way towards us. "Hey guys. Butters and I are throwing a party at my place this weekend. Invite everyone you know!" I kept my gaze downward. "I-I'm not so sure what I'm –" "We'll be there. Not like we have anything better to do this weekend." Craig's interruption shocked me. Kenny happily left after our invitation confirmation. "Dude, why the fuck?!" "You have to get over him and show him that you don't give a damn. The only way you can do that is by being around him as much as you can." I didn't retaliate, because it doesn't end well if you try to argue with Craig. Last week he tied me to a tether pole by my underpants and left me there until I admitted he was right. There's a picture on facebook…but let's just forget about that for now.
Kyle's Pov
"Are you sure no one will find us in here?" I asked my boyfriend, who I once addressed as fatass. "Kyle, relax. No one uses the washrooms because the straight residents of South Park don't want anyone else watching their dick taking a piss." I chuckled at his sense of humor. "Ok. I guess that does make sense." Eve n though we are together, he is still the same old Cartman, and that is what I love the most. Blackmail that turned into real love. "Kyle?..." He asked nervously. I sighed. "Yes, Eric?" "Would you…suck my balls?" "You sure you still have the energy to take it? This would be my third time today." "Jesus Kahl, I'm not an old man!" I couldn't help but smile at his immaturity. "Alright, alright. But if you want it, you have to work for it." I smirked seductively. Nine year old me would be begging for me not to go through with this, giving my ex- sworn enemy what he wants, but seventeen year old me desperately wants to satisfy my boyfriend.
I slowly began by removing my mittens and jacket. "Wait – I want to see those beautiful curls of yours." I grumbled, defeated. "You know I hate my hair…" "How about this? You have sex with me without the hat off and I promise to give you a free haircut after school." I eyed him skeptically. Sure, we are in a serious relationship but he still likes to fuck with me mentally from time to time. "Ok. But if you make me look stupid then I'm totally ripping Clyde Frog's head off again." He smirked victoriously. "Sure, sure. You can trust me. Now remove those pants so I can get inside that tight little asshole of yours."
He had me in the palm of his hands, crushing me until my bones turned to dust."So, what were you masturbating to, exactly? Remember, I better like your answer." "Thoughts of you."I replied with my head lowered. He looked taken aback, but only for a moment then burst into laughter. "You Jews really are sick, disgusting animals." I really wasn't in any position to be arguing right now, so I bit my tongue hard.
Kenny's Pov
Butters and I were greeted by my younger sister when we entered the door. I'm glad she's so fond of Butters, because I want her to approve of my significant other. We're immediately pulled into a bear hug. "So, should I make myself scarce for your party tonight?" She asked. Of course, this party was going to involve plenty of stupidity, weed, and alcohol. All the things I wouldn't want Karen around in a million years. "Do you have anywhere to go? If not, I could cancel it for tonight?" "No, no, it's fine! I could always sleep over at one of my friend's house. You've been working so hard lately with both or your jobs and your schoolwork on top of that, so I want you to have a goodnight." I smiled at her response. "Ok, let's see what food we could find in the cupboards that could pass off as decent snacks. Butters, it might be a good idea to call your parents and tell them you're staying over my house tonight to study."
By the way, when some parts of the story are in italics along with these little **, that means something has happened in the past. Hope that clears things up!