Come What May

Chapter One
You Can Bring Me to My Knees

Tweek felt the hands slide around his neck and wrapped together over his untidy shirt. A warm mouth gently sucked at his soft neck causing his breathing to become laboured. Tweek's hand reached up and gripped the orange hood, pulling the boy behind him closer.

Tweek's heart was racing as he could feel the blood rushing to where Kenny sucked at his neck. He let the hood go and pressed his hands against Kenny's. He twisted against the body that held him in place and gave into the pleasure while the foreign hands roamed his body.

The hot mouth left the neck, leaving small bruises that Tweek didn't know how to explain. His stomach did flips and he shook with anticipation and fright. He didn't want to turn around; he didn't like to see him face-to-face afraid of what he might think. He saw the orange coat fall and a pair of hands gripped his shoulders and flung him around.

He made a small squeak of discomfort but Kenny smiled gently down at him. Tweek couldn't help the way he felt about Kenny but he knew whenever he was near he wanted to be held by him. The soft eyes were comforting and Tweek couldn't help but cling to soft shirt that replaced his thick coat.

Kenny pushed Tweek slightly and claimed the lips, eliciting a small squeak from the blushing boy. Tweek squeezed the material between his fingers tighter and pushed against Kenny's lips. The small of his back was captured by one of Kenny's hands while the other cupped his cheek.

His hand trailed up his back, causing the fabric to crawl slowly up his back. Kenny had both hands holding Tweek's face when he pulled away and stared deeply into the shaking boy's eyes.

"Tweek," he smiled tenderly. "I..."

"Arg..." Tweek let the mumbled shriek escape his lips. He sat up in bed and tugged gently on his pyjama shirt. His room felt hot and his clothes seemed to be making things worse. The dimly lit room reminded him where he was, and that it was just another dream.

The day's previous clothes lay on the floor beside scattered papers of assignments that were due today. Tweek glanced at his alarm clock. It was 5:44 in the morning and yet he felt more awake than ever. He cursed himself and hated that he always had these dreams.

He often wondered what they meant. Did it mean he was gay or just confused? Or maybe a little bit of both. He gave a low growl of confusion and ripped of his shirt, lying back down in bed while throwing off his sheets. The heat was too much to take.

A huge sigh escaped his lips when he noticed the hardness between his legs. He hated this, why couldn't he just like girls like the other boys. He moved his hand but stopped and rested it on his stomach. He shut his eyes tight and hoped he would fall asleep and the whole thing would pass.

Tweek bit his lip and clenched his fist, wishing he had his shirt to tug at as per usual. He breathed in and held it, hoping that he had the self control to leave it be. His hand inched down his stomach until he felt the top of his pants.

'arg...damn it' he thought madly at himself as he slipped his hand into his boxers and gently grabbed his erection and slamming his eyes closed. He hated feeling like every time he did this it was wrong, especially since it was from thoughts of Kenny and not the pretty girls in class.

He let a small moan escape his lips and he pumped quickly, hoping it would over but wanting the feeling to last. He let his head loll to the side and clenched his teeth. He wondered what it would feel like if Kenny touched him or actually kissed him as he did in his dreams and just those thought made him cum in his hand.

The weightless feeling he felt in his body and the heavy ball he felt in his stomach made him sick. He kicked off his sheets and grabbed a Kleenex from his desk. It was now 6:00 and he crawled out of bed, grabbing the towel off the back of his door.

Tweek padded out into the carpeted hallway to the bathroom. The cold floor was unwelcoming on his feet and it stole any warmth he had. He ran the water to where it was much hotter than normal and he jumped in, feeling the water slightly scald his skin. In his own mind it made him feel cleaner.

18 year old Tweek knew that today he had to look his best. He hardly saw Kenny all summer and the times he did he made things awkward like he usually did. Grade twelve meant that everyone was soon going to be heading in different directions and that also meant that Kenny would be going off to do something that didn't involve Tweek.

The thought stung but Tweek had grown to accept this. His only hope was that this year he would be able to normal long enough to tell Kenny how he felt. He knew that he was open to a lot of things but Tweek wasn't sure is this was really one of those things.

He turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. The cold morning air clung to his wet skin and he quickly dried off. He hated that he was up. It was just becoming light but it was too late to go back to sleep. Tweek just lay on his bed and awaited the knock that would come on his door in 30 minutes.

Hellllo everyone... so I'm going to try another... chapter story... so please tell me what you think of it... good .. bad? Hmmm? Ill have the next chapter posted as soon as I have time to write. :p I know that my first chapters are short.. but they always are.. anyway peace

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