It s About Time
Chapter 1: Nachos and Coffee
Kyle:
And there we were. Studying for one of our four tests we will be having next week. We sat in Stan s bedroom, a bookshelf next to me on the right, and Stan close on the left. As always he looked puzzled at every question, like as if Gr. 9 Math was actually hard. He s so cute when he s confused.
Kay dude, I honestly have no idea how to do #10. I looked at him, and what I found were his big blue eyes looking back at mine. He always looks at me with question and wonder in his stare, and he seems to look at me as if I have all of the answers to life, fortunately I can answer him this time.
Stan: Dude, look at your notes, then at the answers in the back of the book, then try again. was all he said to me. I continued, followed what he said, then answered the question. That kid is so smart; he really does have the answers for everything. I look back up at him, and see how concentrated he is, and I can t help but stare at his focused green eyes. Kyle:
I pretend like I m reading right now but I really can t study with him so close. My eyes slat down to him, though my head stays as is. Oh God, he s staring at me. I quickly glance back at my book and re-ajust my sitting position a little. Not too long ago Stan begun to dress and act a little more goth, like he was back in Gr. 4. He drinks a lot of coffee; actually he just finished his third glass today, the mug sitting here on the floor. He wears a lot of black and grey, but goes without the earring. Instead a few months ago he decided to get his tongue pierced. Though he does these things he still ha she same old joyful Stan attitude that I love.
Stan:
My heart is racing right now. Kyle is so perfect. I realized recently that I might have actually started to like him. It was a weird feeling, cause at the time I was still dating Wendy. We broke up recently because she said, she needed her space . Yea, whatever Wendy, I know you like that fatass Cartman. You can have him. No one else will.
I think I have been staring at him for a good 2 minutes now. He glances at me again, then turn with a look of confusion on his face. I begin slowly leaning closer to him.
Dude, there something wr I cut him off by locking my lips with his.
Kyle:
I glanced down for a second time at Stan. He was just sitting there, he looked as if he were staring at some flaw at my appearance, dazed and confused. I then turned to him and started saying Dude, there something wr That s when he came in for a kiss with me. Oh sweet Jesus this is better then I had ever imagined. I don t care if he tastes like coffee and cigarettes. There s a sweet underlining taste also with this kiss. There wasn t any tongue but it was still amazing. I just sat there and took it, as I was now pressed against the bookshelf, and I was too shocked to do anything back. Oh God this is great. Wait... No... He s pulling away! No Dude what the fuck... I sounded more upset then angry, because that s how I felt. I didn t want that to end!
Stan:
As I was kissing him I could taste the nachos he had eaten earlier after school. His lips were so sweet and warm though. I sat there with one arm resting on my bent up knee, and my other hand resting on his left shoulder. But this though is now occurring with me: Oh God he s not kissing back...What if I just ruined 14 years of friendship!? I then began to pull away as I opened my eyes t see the terror in his eyes. I pulled away immediately and heard him then say dude what the fuck . He didn t sound quite angry, but then I pulled myself into a ball and hugged my knees. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes as my head rested on my kneecaps. I continued to stare down.
I am so sorry Kyle.. I just.. I just.. Let s just forget this all happened I don t want this to ruin our great friendship. why would I wan to forget this Stan? When he said this I looked up and he dove in for a kiss. He then pushed me over on the floor and pined me down basically making out with me.
Kyle:
After I dove in I paused him down and pinned him with my legs on each side and he was laid flat on the floor as my kiss became to feel more passionate. I grabbed his neck and the back of his head, as he grabbed my back ad pulled me closer. I turned my head leaving him to kiss my neck and jaw bone.
Stan.. I m gay for you.. I didn t realize how retarded that sounded out loud, cause it sounded great in my head. I felt him grin as we kissed. His tongue ring felt sensational in my mouth, it was such a weird feeling.
He then took his hand and pushed my face back to center our lips. His hands went lower and under my shirt. Now I feel him grabbing my shirt at the bottom and lifting it over my torso. When it reached my head I pulled away from him. mhm me too he said with a matter of fact yet sarcastic tone. Once the shirt was off he pulled me back toward him, locking our lips once again.
Stan:
It felt as if 20 elephants weight were just lifted from my heart and my shoulders. To know Kyle feels this way about me as I do him is an unbelievable relief. I continue to feel him, his pale skin now exposed. His hands traveled down my side to the bottom of my shirt. I lifted him and myself up enough from the ground to lift my shirt off. This was a little more difficult then lifting Wendy, considering Kyle IS a boy after all. It wasn t until I lifted him did I realize the raging hard- ons we both had. I had felt his against my abdomen and it made me smirk. He pulled the shirt up my body and over my head, crumpled it and threw it across the room. He grinned then returned to me. I began feeling him. Wow.. what a skinny little bitch he is. Down his back you can feel each and every rib from his rib cage. I moved my hands down and then between up and I could feel his hipbone. There was no abs on this kid either! Just a little higher and I could feel where his rib cage began. He kinda reminded me of Starvin Marvin.
Kyle:
A few moments after I took off Stan s shirt I took his wandering hands and pined them above him, our fingers locked together. I then began to bit his lower lip in a playful way. He looked down at me as I looked at him in what was supposed to be a seductive way, though I m not sure if it was. I then began to move to his chest where I gently kissed down his body. He is so beautiful and toned it is amazing. I kissed his semi-6pack abs and his bellybutton. I then moved more to the right avoiding the trail of hair from his bellybutton to his pubs. While doing this I unlocked our fingers and ran my hands down his nicely toned arms and brought my hands to his hips. I then found myself down by his hipbone when I looked up at him. His eyes were closed, with a huge grin on his face, so I guess he liked it. I then gently ran the tip of my nose up his torso and moved my head above his only to come face to face with him. Both of us were breathing heavily and then the next thing I knew he moved his arms and pulled me back toward him and began making out with me again. I still really do love that tongue ring. That s when we heard something. It was the doorknob turned and the door opened.
Stan:
Kyle abruptly pulled away from me and sat up, his hands pinning down my shoulders. I just laid there with my arms by my side and my left knee up trying to cover my bits from his sight. Kenny s sight.
He had walked in and he just stayed there in shock and amazement at what he just walked in on. Kyle and I just stare at him, none of us saying a word. Kyle and I looked at each other, but Kyle didn t budge, so neither did I. We looked back at Kenny.
We stayed like this for about 20 seconds until we all heard Cartman from the stairwell.. Ken-ny! Stop walking so fast douche bag! Kenny turned his head and closed the door. Fatass they re not here. I knew Kenny was a good friend. He is always so trustworthy.
What are you talking about? Stan s mom said they were up here. yea well they're not so lets go look someplace else fatass Hey! I m not fat! I m big boned He said as he walked back down the stairs.
I looked back at Kyle who still had me pinned. He was looking at the door still, with focus. As soon as the door shut I went to speak but he turned to me, smiled, and put his lips back with mine. This time he seemed more eager.
After this kiss he pulled away. We should get back to our homework. He said. I knew what he meant. If you spend this much time with another person, you can start to see underlined messages that others don t see.
What he meant was we have to talk about what this means for us now . Sure enough, I was right.
Kyle:
I rolled off of him to his left, away from the wall, and we held each other loosely. I looked down only to see our flagpoles straight up. This made me happy to know that I actually did pleasure him and that he enjoyed this. And apparently so did I.
I sat up and I slid over to the wall and rested my back on it. I then felt a all to familiar craving in my system.
God I need a smoke.. Stan sat up and chuckled. He shifted himself over beside me, him now beside the bookshelf. So what are we like together Stan asked. I closed my eyes as I laid my head back to the wall. I grinned and chuckled at the way he said that. He sounded nervous like as if I would reject him for some reason, even though I know I feel the same way about him as he does me.
Yea.. I said giving him my approval. He rested his head on my shoulder and snuggled it. I didn t want this right here to end. I sat with my knees up and my arms around them, my hands hooked by two fingers. Stan sat there with his head on my shoulder, his legs bent on the ground in a comfortable way, and his hands holding him up.
Stan:
When did you know? Kyle asked me.
Know what? That you liked me dude. I though for a second and remembered back a far ways.
I guess it was the summer after grade four. We spent practically every waking moment with each other. I felt stronger about you then anyone before, even Wendy. I kinda considered it more and more every year until last year when I finally admitted to myself, while making out with Wendy, that I actually did really like you When did you know? I was now blushing and looking down. I no longer sat with my head on his shoulder, but I sat upright my back on the wall, with one knee bent and one leg straight. I played with my hat in my hands at the time.
Actually it was about that same time.. My Dad told me that if we kept hanging out together like that people would start asking questions, and wondering if we were together. It made me think.. what if I want to be with Stan? So we ve been bottling up our feelings for 4 years from each other? I didn t wanna ruin our friendship I didn t know you felt the same way. But I gotta say you kiss better then Bebe, Rebecca, and Red combined. You actually have some passion in it. They just want in my pants. Especially Bebe. She only likes me for my sweet ass as she calls it. I forgot about that, I should test that theory soon.
Come on dude, let s go out for a smoke. Kay Kyle:
As we were putting our shirts back on I had to tell Stan something. Stan. yea dude? I would have never been able to come out to you ass you did to me. You re fearless Stan, and I was too afraid of your rejection You know Kyle, you don t have to be afraid of me I m more understanding then you think. Understanding Shit.
We both looked at each other and as if we were reading each others minds we said simultaneously Kenny. He s a good kid Kyle.. we ll just talk to him tomorrow on the bus. Stan said this as if nothing was wrong.
Kay dude. Yea he wouldn t tell. Not Kenny. I said.
I followed Stan out of his bedroom door. He grabbed my hand, after I closed his door. I looked at him and he was smiling with a confident grin, as if he had been waiting to do that for years. I have too.
What if your parents see us? they won t, we ll go straight out the back door to the backyard and chill there. Kay I replied and we were off.
We snuck out back and stood beside the house. I pulled out a smoke and o did he. I lit mine and because he forgot his lighter he shrugged and came close to my face and lit his cig off mine. I leaned against the house and he stood there, one hand in his pocket, and resting his weight to one side. Then the back door opened.
Stanly Marsh! It was his mom.
He looked up at me, both of our eyes widened and we both pulled the smokes form out mouths.
Stanly are you smoking again? No mom. A cloud of smoke was released from his mouth as he opened it. Smooth.
She held out her hand, ordering us to rid of the packages. But those things are fucking expensive, so we keep the most of them in our pockets, but the package was all she needed.
Put those out boys. You re 14 for Gods sake, and that s a horrible habit! We rolled our eyes and chucked our smokes into the snow and then went back inside.
We went back upstairs and I began to collect my stuff, as Stan sat on his bed watching me. It was about time I got home, mom hates it when I m late for dinner. I gathered my sprawled stuff that was tossed everywhere due to that intense make-out session. I loaded my backpack on my back and began to walk to the door. But Stan jumped up and grabbed the door handle to open it for me. Ky He said and I looked up at him and he gave me a gentile kiss on the lips, and I left his room, down the stairs, and out of the house.
Kay dude, I honestly have no idea how to do #10. I looked at him, and what I found were his big blue eyes looking back at mine. He always looks at me with question and wonder in his stare, and he seems to look at me as if I have all of the answers to life, fortunately I can answer him this time.
Stan: Dude, look at your notes, then at the answers in the back of the book, then try again. was all he said to me. I continued, followed what he said, then answered the question. That kid is so smart; he really does have the answers for everything. I look back up at him, and see how concentrated he is, and I can t help but stare at his focused green eyes. Kyle:
I pretend like I m reading right now but I really can t study with him so close. My eyes slat down to him, though my head stays as is. Oh God, he s staring at me. I quickly glance back at my book and re-ajust my sitting position a little. Not too long ago Stan begun to dress and act a little more goth, like he was back in Gr. 4. He drinks a lot of coffee; actually he just finished his third glass today, the mug sitting here on the floor. He wears a lot of black and grey, but goes without the earring. Instead a few months ago he decided to get his tongue pierced. Though he does these things he still ha she same old joyful Stan attitude that I love.
Stan:
My heart is racing right now. Kyle is so perfect. I realized recently that I might have actually started to like him. It was a weird feeling, cause at the time I was still dating Wendy. We broke up recently because she said, she needed her space . Yea, whatever Wendy, I know you like that fatass Cartman. You can have him. No one else will.
I think I have been staring at him for a good 2 minutes now. He glances at me again, then turn with a look of confusion on his face. I begin slowly leaning closer to him.
Dude, there something wr I cut him off by locking my lips with his.
Kyle:
I glanced down for a second time at Stan. He was just sitting there, he looked as if he were staring at some flaw at my appearance, dazed and confused. I then turned to him and started saying Dude, there something wr That s when he came in for a kiss with me. Oh sweet Jesus this is better then I had ever imagined. I don t care if he tastes like coffee and cigarettes. There s a sweet underlining taste also with this kiss. There wasn t any tongue but it was still amazing. I just sat there and took it, as I was now pressed against the bookshelf, and I was too shocked to do anything back. Oh God this is great. Wait... No... He s pulling away! No Dude what the fuck... I sounded more upset then angry, because that s how I felt. I didn t want that to end!
Stan:
As I was kissing him I could taste the nachos he had eaten earlier after school. His lips were so sweet and warm though. I sat there with one arm resting on my bent up knee, and my other hand resting on his left shoulder. But this though is now occurring with me: Oh God he s not kissing back...What if I just ruined 14 years of friendship!? I then began to pull away as I opened my eyes t see the terror in his eyes. I pulled away immediately and heard him then say dude what the fuck . He didn t sound quite angry, but then I pulled myself into a ball and hugged my knees. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes as my head rested on my kneecaps. I continued to stare down.
I am so sorry Kyle.. I just.. I just.. Let s just forget this all happened I don t want this to ruin our great friendship. why would I wan to forget this Stan? When he said this I looked up and he dove in for a kiss. He then pushed me over on the floor and pined me down basically making out with me.
Kyle:
After I dove in I paused him down and pinned him with my legs on each side and he was laid flat on the floor as my kiss became to feel more passionate. I grabbed his neck and the back of his head, as he grabbed my back ad pulled me closer. I turned my head leaving him to kiss my neck and jaw bone.
Stan.. I m gay for you.. I didn t realize how retarded that sounded out loud, cause it sounded great in my head. I felt him grin as we kissed. His tongue ring felt sensational in my mouth, it was such a weird feeling.
He then took his hand and pushed my face back to center our lips. His hands went lower and under my shirt. Now I feel him grabbing my shirt at the bottom and lifting it over my torso. When it reached my head I pulled away from him. mhm me too he said with a matter of fact yet sarcastic tone. Once the shirt was off he pulled me back toward him, locking our lips once again.
Stan:
It felt as if 20 elephants weight were just lifted from my heart and my shoulders. To know Kyle feels this way about me as I do him is an unbelievable relief. I continue to feel him, his pale skin now exposed. His hands traveled down my side to the bottom of my shirt. I lifted him and myself up enough from the ground to lift my shirt off. This was a little more difficult then lifting Wendy, considering Kyle IS a boy after all. It wasn t until I lifted him did I realize the raging hard- ons we both had. I had felt his against my abdomen and it made me smirk. He pulled the shirt up my body and over my head, crumpled it and threw it across the room. He grinned then returned to me. I began feeling him. Wow.. what a skinny little bitch he is. Down his back you can feel each and every rib from his rib cage. I moved my hands down and then between up and I could feel his hipbone. There was no abs on this kid either! Just a little higher and I could feel where his rib cage began. He kinda reminded me of Starvin Marvin.
Kyle:
A few moments after I took off Stan s shirt I took his wandering hands and pined them above him, our fingers locked together. I then began to bit his lower lip in a playful way. He looked down at me as I looked at him in what was supposed to be a seductive way, though I m not sure if it was. I then began to move to his chest where I gently kissed down his body. He is so beautiful and toned it is amazing. I kissed his semi-6pack abs and his bellybutton. I then moved more to the right avoiding the trail of hair from his bellybutton to his pubs. While doing this I unlocked our fingers and ran my hands down his nicely toned arms and brought my hands to his hips. I then found myself down by his hipbone when I looked up at him. His eyes were closed, with a huge grin on his face, so I guess he liked it. I then gently ran the tip of my nose up his torso and moved my head above his only to come face to face with him. Both of us were breathing heavily and then the next thing I knew he moved his arms and pulled me back toward him and began making out with me again. I still really do love that tongue ring. That s when we heard something. It was the doorknob turned and the door opened.
Stan:
Kyle abruptly pulled away from me and sat up, his hands pinning down my shoulders. I just laid there with my arms by my side and my left knee up trying to cover my bits from his sight. Kenny s sight.
He had walked in and he just stayed there in shock and amazement at what he just walked in on. Kyle and I just stare at him, none of us saying a word. Kyle and I looked at each other, but Kyle didn t budge, so neither did I. We looked back at Kenny.
We stayed like this for about 20 seconds until we all heard Cartman from the stairwell.. Ken-ny! Stop walking so fast douche bag! Kenny turned his head and closed the door. Fatass they re not here. I knew Kenny was a good friend. He is always so trustworthy.
What are you talking about? Stan s mom said they were up here. yea well they're not so lets go look someplace else fatass Hey! I m not fat! I m big boned He said as he walked back down the stairs.
I looked back at Kyle who still had me pinned. He was looking at the door still, with focus. As soon as the door shut I went to speak but he turned to me, smiled, and put his lips back with mine. This time he seemed more eager.
After this kiss he pulled away. We should get back to our homework. He said. I knew what he meant. If you spend this much time with another person, you can start to see underlined messages that others don t see.
What he meant was we have to talk about what this means for us now . Sure enough, I was right.
Kyle:
I rolled off of him to his left, away from the wall, and we held each other loosely. I looked down only to see our flagpoles straight up. This made me happy to know that I actually did pleasure him and that he enjoyed this. And apparently so did I.
I sat up and I slid over to the wall and rested my back on it. I then felt a all to familiar craving in my system.
God I need a smoke.. Stan sat up and chuckled. He shifted himself over beside me, him now beside the bookshelf. So what are we like together Stan asked. I closed my eyes as I laid my head back to the wall. I grinned and chuckled at the way he said that. He sounded nervous like as if I would reject him for some reason, even though I know I feel the same way about him as he does me.
Yea.. I said giving him my approval. He rested his head on my shoulder and snuggled it. I didn t want this right here to end. I sat with my knees up and my arms around them, my hands hooked by two fingers. Stan sat there with his head on my shoulder, his legs bent on the ground in a comfortable way, and his hands holding him up.
Stan:
When did you know? Kyle asked me.
Know what? That you liked me dude. I though for a second and remembered back a far ways.
I guess it was the summer after grade four. We spent practically every waking moment with each other. I felt stronger about you then anyone before, even Wendy. I kinda considered it more and more every year until last year when I finally admitted to myself, while making out with Wendy, that I actually did really like you When did you know? I was now blushing and looking down. I no longer sat with my head on his shoulder, but I sat upright my back on the wall, with one knee bent and one leg straight. I played with my hat in my hands at the time.
Actually it was about that same time.. My Dad told me that if we kept hanging out together like that people would start asking questions, and wondering if we were together. It made me think.. what if I want to be with Stan? So we ve been bottling up our feelings for 4 years from each other? I didn t wanna ruin our friendship I didn t know you felt the same way. But I gotta say you kiss better then Bebe, Rebecca, and Red combined. You actually have some passion in it. They just want in my pants. Especially Bebe. She only likes me for my sweet ass as she calls it. I forgot about that, I should test that theory soon.
Come on dude, let s go out for a smoke. Kay Kyle:
As we were putting our shirts back on I had to tell Stan something. Stan. yea dude? I would have never been able to come out to you ass you did to me. You re fearless Stan, and I was too afraid of your rejection You know Kyle, you don t have to be afraid of me I m more understanding then you think. Understanding Shit.
We both looked at each other and as if we were reading each others minds we said simultaneously Kenny. He s a good kid Kyle.. we ll just talk to him tomorrow on the bus. Stan said this as if nothing was wrong.
Kay dude. Yea he wouldn t tell. Not Kenny. I said.
I followed Stan out of his bedroom door. He grabbed my hand, after I closed his door. I looked at him and he was smiling with a confident grin, as if he had been waiting to do that for years. I have too.
What if your parents see us? they won t, we ll go straight out the back door to the backyard and chill there. Kay I replied and we were off.
We snuck out back and stood beside the house. I pulled out a smoke and o did he. I lit mine and because he forgot his lighter he shrugged and came close to my face and lit his cig off mine. I leaned against the house and he stood there, one hand in his pocket, and resting his weight to one side. Then the back door opened.
Stanly Marsh! It was his mom.
He looked up at me, both of our eyes widened and we both pulled the smokes form out mouths.
Stanly are you smoking again? No mom. A cloud of smoke was released from his mouth as he opened it. Smooth.
She held out her hand, ordering us to rid of the packages. But those things are fucking expensive, so we keep the most of them in our pockets, but the package was all she needed.
Put those out boys. You re 14 for Gods sake, and that s a horrible habit! We rolled our eyes and chucked our smokes into the snow and then went back inside.
We went back upstairs and I began to collect my stuff, as Stan sat on his bed watching me. It was about time I got home, mom hates it when I m late for dinner. I gathered my sprawled stuff that was tossed everywhere due to that intense make-out session. I loaded my backpack on my back and began to walk to the door. But Stan jumped up and grabbed the door handle to open it for me. Ky He said and I looked up at him and he gave me a gentile kiss on the lips, and I left his room, down the stairs, and out of the house.