He sighed as he got to his house. The lights were off so neither of his lovers were home, and he wanted some loving, dammit. He had actually worked hard today.
As much as people disbelieve, directing porn was a hard job. You had to watch people fuck for hours, and you couldn't even jack off! He was pouting until he opened the door. Raising one eyebrow, he knew his little lovers were up to something.
Candles lit the way. He followed the trail all the way to their room. Pausing only for a second, he jumped when the door opened.
Both Butters and Kyle had dressed ion Egyptian slave clothes and were on their knees in front of him, kissing his knuckles submissively. He felt all the tiredness drain away immediately as both green and blue eyes outlined in dark kohl met his.
As if practiced, both whispered in tones of pure sex, "Welcome home, Master Kenneth." Kenny lifted his eyes in silent 'Thank You' before smirking as bother began to undress him.
"And what brought this on? He relaxed as he was pulled into the fantasy red room and ushered into the Jacuzzi. He moaned at the feel of the water.
Kyle began gently oiling his shoulder while whispering in his ear, "We only aim to please out mast, Mast Kenneth. We are yours." Kenny closed his eyes loving the feel of the red head's soft hands against his bare shoulder, "And we will take care of everything tonight."
Kenny's eyes snapped open when he felt a soft body slipping on top of his. His angelic blonde was giving him a look that would make a whore seem like a nun. "B-Butters?"
"Yes, My master?" The blonde pressed his small body closer, gently washing him, alternating between his tongue and his hands. He reached up and caught his master's lip with his own as he ground down, "You know that I only serve you." Butters slowly went back down Kenny's chest and suckled on his nipple like a newborn kitten.
"Butters..." Kenny moaned resting against Kyle's thing frame, "Kyle, you too. Closer!"
An easy smirk slid across the ginger's lips as he quickly let his robe fall, "Yes, Master Kenneth." He slowly slid his one of his long legs over Kenny's making sure to stay behind Butters. "What is your wish now, Master Kenneth?"
Butters, caught between them, smirked startling both of them. With slow careful motions, he grabbed Kenny's hands and started started sucking on his fingers. He grabbed Kyle's hand and put one on Kenny's dick and his other hand on his own chest. "Is this what you wanted, Master? Did you want me to ride you before you watch Kyle take me over and over until we collapse Or do you want to take me while Kyle watches? Are those your wishes, Master Kenneth?"
Unable to speak, Kenny could only nod. He locked gazes with Kyle who had stumbled back into characters, "Then your wish is our command " He watched Butters's face twist in pleasure as Kyle started toying with him. He watched the water slowly drain out, showing him more and more of their bodies. He went to reach for Butter-
"Kennyyyyyyy!" He shot up glaring straight at Stan, "You fucking bastard! It was just getting good!" His roommate hid behind the nearby bookcase, "What the hell are you talking about man?!"
Kenny growled and bit the pillow before answering, "I was in a room, along with Kyle and Butters. They were wearing Egyptian slave clothes and we were in a hot tub and-and Butters talked dirty! And I was just about to go for it when you woke me up!" Stan was blushing like the little prude he was while covering his nose, "I love your fantasies..." Kenny glared, "I do too, damn you!" "Well, too bad. You have to come to the real world where Kyle thinks you're a whore, you're a slobbing whore , and Butters is the angel on campus who people will claw your eyes out if you even think of him, especially Kyle. He is a vicious little ginger."
Kenny plopped back and glared at the ceiling, "Fuck you, man, just fuck you with a rust knife!"
"No thanks!"