Just a multiple pairing fic. Right now it is just M for mainly language, but the sexiness will come later

I'm just so glad I am out of college for the summer and now have more time to write these! YAY!

Matt & Trey own South Park…yada, yada, yada.

"Happy birthday, dude!" Kyle said as he came up behind me and squeezed my shoulder, handing me a beer.

"Thanks, man." I smile and grab the can. It's only my 20th birthday, but in college, there are plenty of ways to get your hands on some alcohol. And besides, no one will know when it's just me and my three best friends in our apartment.

"Where the hell are Kenny and fat ass?" Kyle fumed. "It doesn't take that long to pick up carry-out."

While Cartman had lost a considerable amount of weight due to working out and was now just muscle, the name fat ass just kind of stuck. Kyle has always been a hot-head with no sense of patience and I've always been the calm one. But it works, like a balance of personalities I guess.

"Whatever dude, let's just start drinking and watch the Terrance and Phillip movie and they'll get here whenever they get here."

"Yeah, okay." Kyle said as he sat down on the couch next to me.

"Get off me Kinny." Eric pushed Kenny off of him and pulled up his boxers and jeans.

"Fine, bitch. You could have said please." Kenny said as he sat back, doing the same.

"Fine, Kinny, please get off of me and get your pants on or else we'll have to face Hippie and Jew boy finding out about us."

"Dude, I'm telling ya, I think they'd be totally chill with this. I mean Stan is so Liberal he fucking bleeds blue, and Kyle…well, if Stan's cool with it, he's on board."

"I said. NO!" Cartman said through clenched teeth.

"Alright. Let's just get home with the Chinese, I'm sure Kyle has already noticed that we're late."

A smirk slowly spread across Kenny's face as he turned to say, "You know, you should really consider letting Kyle and Stan in on this sometime. A foursome would be totally fucking hot."

Cartman smacked Kenny in the back of the head as he turned the key in the ignition of his Camaro.

"What? It would be." Kenny shrugged.

Okay, so the beginning was kinda lame, but my intros generally are. Lol. But this is going to be a multi-chaptered fic and I really, really appreciate the comments/constructive criticism/reactions!

Have a good day! -AG