Kyle groaned as he gripped his cock, sliding his hand up and down it. He tossed his head back and sighed as he came on his hand. He pulled his fingers out of his ass and started relaxing.
Suddenly, his bedroom door was thrown open. He tried to hide the gay porn under his bed, but Stan saw it. He rolled his eyes as Kyle scrambled to put himself back in his boxers.
"Dude, really? You knew I was coming over. Couldn't you have waited until tonight when I was gone?"
Kyle glared at him and stood, sitting on his bed instead of the floor. "Usually people knock."
"Well, I'm not usual people."
"That's the understatement of the century."
Stan laughed and sat next to him. "I'm not the gay one here, remember. Being gay isn't usual either."
Kyle narrowed his eye at his friend. "It's perfectly natural! Everyone had gay tendencies."
"No me. I'm all about the titties."
"Now you sound like Kenny. You're telling me that you've never looked at a guy and thought 'He's kind of hot'?"
"Uh no," he said, raising an eyebrow. "Why the hell would I?"
"Really? No gay thoughts at all?"
Stan thought for a moment before shrugging. "I love you, Kyle. But like a brother, so I guess that's not really gay."
Kyle blushed and glared at him. "Brotherly love doesn't count! I bet even you could-!" Kyle gasped and covered his mouth.
"Bet?" Stan asked, smirking. Kyle shook his head vigorously. He knew better then to make a bet with Stan. "No, no. I heard you say the words 'I bet'. What is it? What do you bet I can't do?" Kyle shook his head again. "Come on, Kyle."
Kyle sighed and let his hand fall into his lap. "I was going to say, I bet even a guy like you could fall in love with another guy. All you have to do is find the right guy."
Stan smirked. "You're on! I'll go on all kinds of dates with guys and never fall for any of them. What do I get when I win?"
"IF you win… I'll do whatever you want."
Stan snorted in laughter and rolled his eyes. "Cop out answer."
"Fine. What do I get if I win and you do fall in love with another guy?"
"I'll get you a boyfriend."
Kyle blushed and shook his head, twiddling his thumbs. "You know that's not what I want. I already-"
"Yeah, yeah. Your crush. I'll help you and your crush get together."
"Stan. It's not going to work between him and me."
"I'll get you a different boyfriend then. You can get over that guy."
Kyle sighed and leaned back against the wall. "Alright fine. Maybe it's about time I get over him."
"So, do we have a deal?"
Kyle frowned and stared at his friend's hand. He sighed and rolled his eyes, shaking it. "Deal."