Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction using characters from the South Park world, which is trademarked by Trey Parker and Matt Stone. All the characters are created and owned by them, and I do not claim any ownership over them or the world of South Park. The story I tell here is my own invention, and it is not purported or believed to be part of the story canon. This story is for entertainment only and is not part of the official story line.

I, Kyle Broflovski, had been deceived many times in the past, mostly because I was a kind soul and people would take advantage of that, but the friends I had when I was in Senior Year were the most amazing people I'd ever had the pleasure to meet.

I had met them rather casually, at a party a couple weeks before high school had begun; at the time, we were sharing a mutual friend, Clyde, who had never really been too nice, but I had always thought he had done one good thing, which was introducing us to each other.

The bond between us had been instant and we'd become fast friends in what had proved itself to be the best fortnight of my life.

Said people were a smart and funny girl, Heidi, Eric, who was her boyfriend, a nerdy guy who was cool but also very cynical named Stan, a quiet, yet very complex boy called Kenny and his boyfriend, Butters.

Two weeks later, we had already created a tight-knit group and excluded Clyde from our lives.

I couldn't describe the amount of happiness I felt when I was with them, it was like I had found a second family and I couldn't be more thankful to whatever God there was for giving me such great people as friends.

So, once we had found ourselves in the same class at school, things could only get better.

However, appearance can be misleading, sometimes, for there was something I had kept buried within myself for years.

I had always been emotionally drawn to Eric, despite him being Heidi's lover.
It hadn't always been a strong feeling, for it was only simple attraction at first, but, as time went on, it became an obsession.

I liked Heidi a bit more than I did the remaining four of our gang, as she was the only one who treated me kindly and with the most respect.

The others deeply cared about me, but they were a bit more annoying and had a liking for pranks, which went too far, sometimes.

Heidi was a very nice girl with a heart of gold, to my mind, so, the fact that I was maybe in love with her boyfriend had always found a way to make me feel guilty.

Eric was a big guy, he was bold and wasn't afraid of anything.

He could be a bit too irritating for certain aspects, given he was tactless and rude, but he was also a good guy, deep down, although he could appear intimidating.

He was an incurable narcissist, his favorite pastime was looking in a mini mirror, which he brought wherever he went.

His love for Heidi was intense, anyone could see. He would often spoil her with gifts, loving words and a lot of affection.
But he was like that with her only.
He had bullying tendencies, even towards his friends, sometimes.
If anyone ever tried to cross him, they would not get out unpunished.
A lot of people feared him, even some teachers, and I was glad that I was in his circle.
If he cared about someone, he would protect them in any way he could, so I always felt safe when around him.
My attraction to that guy was strong, not only physically -his eyes were to die for - but also mentally and a little bit on the violent side.
For example, whenever I saw Eric get into a fight, my body couldn't help reacting to it.
When the whole group was together, shit went down.
We would often gather at Eric's house to play videogames and have our own parties, which often ended with me being covered in toilet paper or shaving cream.
I was the victim of the worst pranks, given I was shy and wouldn't react too much, so they would try to get me to "toughen up".
Not that I didn't like it, as I was at the center of attention the whole time I was with them.
Or rather, the center of Eric's attention.
Everyone always came up with clever ideas to annoy me, but they were never as good as what Eric was able to think of.
He knew I hated feet, I found them disgusting and stinky, so he would often put his feet on me and move them around.
Everyone but Heidi joined in on the fun, usually.
She thought they were a bit too mean, sometimes, but they didn't really listen to her.
One night, when we were all having a sleepover at Kenny's, their feet game took a different turn.
I had always had a thing for being dominated, something that each and every one of my friends knew quite well - as I had revealed one time when drunk.
What happened was that Eric pushed me on Kenny's bed and put his foot on my head, pinning me down and preventing me from being able to escape.
My initial reaction to it was to scream in apparent disgust, but it was fake. I didn't have a problem with being pushed down like that.
While laughing out loud and pretending to be irritated by it, thoughts ran through my head.
Eric was dominating me in a way and I was enjoying it.
Everyone else was laughing, especially Stan.
"Stop!" I screamed through the laughter, although what came out of my mouth was nowhere close to the truth.
Heidi was witnessing the whole thing, so I had to put an end to it, what if she had noticed that something was going on in my southern region?
Erections are not easy to hide.
"Ok, Ok!" Eric growled, with tears in his eyes from laughing so hard.
He removed his foot from me and sat on the floor, going back to his Cheesy Poofs.
Kenny had filmed the whole thing and was already watching it on loop.
Thankfully, my pants situation wasn't in the video.
I ran to the bathroom, hoping no one would notice what I was trying to hide.
When I came back in Kenny's room, the two couples were kissing, while Stan was on his phone, texting his on again off again girlfriend, Wendy.
Nobody seemed to be suspicious or anything, good.
The rest of the night went by smoothly, just like every night we spent together.
Fun, laughter, drinking games, board games... Until the clock stroke 6 am and sleep took over us.
I fell asleep in a sleeping bag, next to Eric and Heidi, who were sharing a very large one.
It wasn't a coincidence that my head was on his shoulder.


We were so close that we would go out daily, even on school nights.
Things were obviously a bit tamer than the weekends.
We would usually meet at a bar, Tweek Coffee, which was usually open until midnight.
Sometimes, the whole group couldn't be together, so it was usually Heidi and I only.
Kenny and Butters either went on dates or with their other group of friends, while Stan didn't enjoy going out and Eric had a job.
He had a fishing job with his uncle, so they had to work at night.
I always wondered how he could find the strength to work up to 2 am and then go to school on the day after.
Heidi's parents didn't really like the idea of her being with Eric, so she would often talk to me about how hard it was for her to live like that.
That March Monday, especially.
She was going on about how much her parents hated him because, to them, a fisherman couldn't afford her.
She was crying because she couldn't take it anymore.
"I don't understand why they act like that! Cole's girlfriend doesn't even have a job and they love her like a daughter, while they hate Eric with all their heart!"
Looking at her cry like that, her tears running down her beautiful face, hurt me, too. All I wanted was for her to be happy, to see her smile.
But I couldn't help feeling like shit for the feelings I had for her boyfriend.
I thought she was lucky to have him as her partner and that her parents should have been ecstatic about it.
"Heidi, please, don't cry. I can understand you when it comes to parents, they can be a pain in the ass, sometimes. They will have to make peace with it, eventually. That, or they lose you." I said, trying to speak as warmly as I could.
I really disliked her parents for making her feel like this, when she didn't deserve any of it.
" Thanks, Kyle. I feel so thankful that I have a friend like you to talk to. " she said, smiling at me while drying her tears with a tissue.
I smiled back at her, but the guilt in my gut kept sizzling.
Would you still be thankful if you knew how I feel about your boyfriend?
" No worries, I am lucky to have you, too, Heidi." I replied, holding her hand to comfort her.
People there might have thought we were a couple, given the looks we were receiving.
But they couldn't be more wrong.
If they had known she had a boyfriend that I liked, they would have all spat on me, for both being gay and being interested in him.
I had kept the secret for years now, but it was becoming rather unbearable.
Eric wasn't too faithful to her, either, though.
He was provoking me, in a way, of that I was sure.

It wasn't only his foot prank. He would often remove my shirt, slap my butt, straddle me, hump me, one time he had held me tightly and hit my butt with his knee...
Some people might say that was only friendly stuff... Could have been, but everyone knew I was gay.
If anything, they thought I wanted to infiltrate Butters and Kenny's relationship.
Eric knew of my attraction to him so he would play with it, to see if I would ever give in to the seduction, but I just couldn't.
Heidi was the constant thought when it came to it, so I would have never made a move on him.
He sure wasn't making it easy, being the sex god that he was.
The only thing I could do was ignore his little game and act as if those things didn't have any effect on me and that he was nothing but a friend to me. A brother, if anything.
An older brother who protected me from the bad people in the world.

For a while, I had tried to convince myself that what I felt for him was just admiration, platonic love... But it just wasn't.
I needed him, I felt like I couldn't live without him.
I had even had my mother buy the same fabric softener Eric's mom used, just so that my clothes would smell like him and I could feel him closer.
Also, if I couldn't sleep I would play a voice message of Eric's from our group chat, as his voice was so soothing that I needed to hear it to be relaxed.
While all these thoughts were running through my mind, Heidi noticed I had zoned out.
I was blankly staring at a random guy, so she gave me a suggestive look.
"You are disgusting, Kyle!" she said while shaking her head. "I wonder what goes through that pretty little head of yours, sometimes."
"Ah, yeah, silly me. I just can't help staring at guys' butts." I giggled.
Whenever I had thoughts about Eric, I would pretend to check out random guys, so that Heidi wouldn't suspect anything.
Trust me, you don't want to know what goes through my mind.