(Update: Just some small grammar mistakes I found. I also added a disclaimer)
Just a small tribute to one of my favorite shows. If you have any ideas for upcoming chapters feel free to share them. Reviews are highly welcomed as I love to hear criticism it helps my writing so why not. I hope to see if anyone is interested if I see this not doing well Ill have to move to other ideas (although I would rather not). I would like to give a special thanks to my great friend Marik who helped with editing and ideas.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN SOUTH PARK BLAH BLAH BLAH...I HAVE NO INTENTION OF MAKING ANY KIND OF PROFIT FROM THIS STORY BLAH BLAH BLAH (better safe than sorry :P) ENJOY ^.^
Chapter 1: The Party
"Hey Kyle, hey Kenny, hey fat ass." I quickly greet my friends at the bus stop.
"Hey Stan." They all reply back, well everyone but Cartman who replies with the usual.
"I AN NOT FAT! I'm just big boned." He huffs out quickly. Cartman even at 16 years old continues to deny his weight problem good thing he has friends like us to bring it to his attention constantly or at least try to.
"Hey Stan are you and Wendy going to Clyde's birthday party?" Kyle asks me way too excitedly.
"Yeeeeaaah…Why?" I answer.
"Well I don't know if it's just a rumor, but I heard he was going to have booze. His parents are going out for the weekend, and he's taking advantage of it."
"Yeah it's gonna be great!" Kenny chimes in.
"Yeah nothing goes better than Cartman, booze, and girls" Cartman says seductively.
"Yeah that's the only way your fat ass is getting laid by getting the girl drunk first." Kenny points out, and everyone except Cartman laughs.
"Guys how many times do I have to tell you I am not fat, I'm…" Cartman starts to say.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah… 'I'm big boned' we get it Cartman." Kyle says sarcastically as the bus pulls up beside us.
After a long day of school I finally get to go home and relax, but on the way out I see Kenny sulking outside his blond hair waving in the gentle breeze. I get an urge to go, hug, and comfort him, but I quickly push out the thought assuming our strong bond as friends was causing these thoughts to surface so abruptly. I quickly rush over to him and softly say, "Kenny you OK?" He didn't seem to notice me coming so the sound of my voice makes him jump up abruptly.
"Oh Stan it's you." He says relieved.
"What's wrong Kenny?" I ask seeing his eyes on the brink of tears.
"Oh it's nothing really." He says as he brushes away the first of the tears.
"Are you sure?"
"Uuuuh yeah…Well have you ever felt like you were different?" He asks a little shakily.
"Doesn't everyone feel like that?"
"Yeah I guess so…" he says unconvinced. "Hey are you and Wendy still together?" he asks his face full of hope.
"Oh yeah we are." I say seeing his face fall a little
"Stan do you sometimes feel like you don't like…" he stops abruptly his face turning a soft shade of red.
"Like I don't like what?"
"Uuuh never mind. I have to go Stan. See you tomorrow at the party?" He tries to smile.
"Yeah…Yeah of course Kenny, see you there?" I smile back and I notice his smile becoming more genuine.
"Yeah sounds great." Is all he says as he stands up and walks away. I stand there for a few moments after he's gone with only my confused thoughts to keep me company.
"I wonder what was wrong with Kenny. Wait, what's wrong with me? Why do I care so much about Kenny all of a sudden? Ugh damn it Kenny I'm stressed enough about this party as it is. Maybe I should choose what I'm going to wear? Yeah that'll take my mind off of this." My thoughts rage inside my head as I look over at the clock and see the party creeping nearer and nearer. I quickly put on my red T-shirt and my jeans with my red all stars. Perfect keeping it simple was definitely the best way to go.
A few minutes later I'm walking over to Wendy's house to pick her up. She answers the door immediately and I can't help but look at what she's wearing. She has a purple and white blouse with purple skinny jeans that compliment her curvy hips perfectly. Her white shoes finish her outfit perfectly. "Damn, purple my favorite color." I say seductively. I was glad she decided to go the simple route as well.
"Oh? You see something you like?" She says as she twirls around to give me a good look.
"Yeah I do." I pull her in close for a kiss and then lead her to Clyde's house.
I quickly push Wendy through the door and she immediately rushes to the booze on the table. "Wow I might actually get lucky tonight." I say under my breath as I walk over to the table to join Wendy. "How much could one beer really hurt me, it's not like I drink everyday so why not?" I try to reassure myself. I take a huge swig and then another and then another and then…I drop my sixth bottle on the floor half full. I look around dizzily looking for Wendy. "Where is she?" I say in my head. Then I spot Kenny walking towards me. "Kanny hoe are shu?" I try and greet my friend.
"Hey Stan are you alright?" He asks his voice full of concern.
"I great Kanny…Half yoo sheen Wandy?" I ask incoherently.
"Yeah she just left saying something about you being too drunk… that's why I came to check on you." He answers.
"Aww that shucks that she left…Weat im not too drunk." I try and explain myself.
"Come on Stan let's get you somewhere you won't cause any harm to yourself or to others." He takes my arm as he says this, and I feel my heart skip a beat and my face grow hot. I never felt like this around Wendy what's going on. I try and push Kenny away but in my drunken stupor it was pointless to resist. We walk in to what seems like Clyde's Parents' room. Kenny drags me to the bed and sits me down.
"Jeez you reek Stan. How much have you had to drink" He asks waving his hand back and forth in front of his nose. I just stare blankly at him. "Hmm I don't even think you'll remember this tomorrow." He says thoughtfully.
"Yeah? So?" I say childishly.
"Well I just wanted to continue our conversation from earlier." He says.
"OK."
"Well what I wanted to ask you was, do you sometimes feel like you don't like girls Stan?" he says straightforward.
"Uuuh...What?" I ask a little flustered.
"Well it's just that you don't seem too happy with Wendy so I was just wondering if you know you liked guys." He says as his cheeks turn a dark red.
"No I don't like guys do you like guys because I don't." I say extremely quickly.
"No I don't like guys… I…I like you Stan." He says looking down shamefully.
"Wait what?" I say startled feeling my heart skip a beat again. Kenny likes me? Wait do I like him? No I'm straight. I'm with Wendy I can't be gay… I look over to Kenny the need in his eyes apparent.
"Kenny…" Is all I say as I lean my head in and kiss his soft lips. I see his eyes wide in surprise and before the kiss grows more intense I break it and I stare apologetically at Kenny. "Kenny…I can't I just can't," and with that I run away stumbling around on my way out.
I run, and soon my lungs are burning, but I continue to run all the way to my house. I run up the steps ignoring my parents' questions about the party and slam the door to my room. I curl under my blankets and can't help but think about Kenny's lips. I slowly feel my member begin to rise at the thought of kissing Kenny. "Damn it!" I say out loud. "Why did you have to do this to me Kenny?" I question Kenny's motives. I quickly brush aside these thoughts and close my eyes trying to desperately go to sleep. My eyes slowly start too close, heavy with sleep, and my mind drifts through all my conflicting thoughts and emotions.
I drowsily sit up in bed and look around. "How long have I been out?" I try and remember. Suddenly I see my door begin to slowly open and a shadowy figure stands in the frame. The figure starts to come closer and closer. I start to feel anxious and scream "Go away! Mom, dad someone is in the house, help!" Seconds pass and no one comes to my aid. The intruder is soon at the foot of my bed and it begins to walk around to my right. Soon it reaches the window where a bit of moonlight hits the intruder's face and I see that it's Wendy. "Wendy what are you doing here?" I ask the fear still fresh in my voice.
"I just came over to give you what you want." She says her voice sounding distorted.
"What do you mean?" I say. All she does is smile and slowly get on my lap facing me.
"You know what you want"
"Wendy…I cant." I try and explain.
"Is it you can't or you won't?" she asks pouting. Wendy's voice sounded like two people talking at once, and it sent chills down my spine.
She gets up angrily and screams, "fine Stan! Don't do it!" With this she quickly rushes out the door.
"Wendy…Wait!" I quickly get up and rush after her. I pass through my door frame and see her down the hall. I dash after her and catch her wrist. I turn her around sharply and instead of Wendy's face I am met with Kenny's. "Whha…How?" I try and utter.
"Hey Stan what's up?" Kenny says
"Bu…bu…but." I stutter.
"Hey Stan lets go back to your room you don't look so well." He says concerned.
"Ok" I say blankly. He takes my hand and slowly leads me back to my room. Once in my room he leads me to my bed.
"You look better already." He says with a smile.
"Kenny did you really mean what you said at the party?" I ask cautiously.
"Stan of course I did." He leans in and kisses me. I want to shove him off, but I suddenly can't move my body. He kisses me gently and soon he straddles me just like Wendy had before him. I feel an erection begin to strain against my jeans, and I blush at the realization of it. Kenny breaks the kiss and smiles, and it's clear he could feel my erection. I take advantage of the break in the kiss and say,
"Kenny please… stop." He smiles seductively.
"We both know you don't want me to stop Stan"
"Kenny…" Is all I mange before he grabs the edge of my shirt and pulls it over my head. He unbuttons my jeans, and resumes kissing me.
"Stan you'll… like it…I promise." He mutters in between kisses. His kisses start to move to my neck then to my chest. He uses his tongue to trace down the middle of my chest towards my stomach and, at the edge of my open jeans he teases my boxer line. He slowly begins to pull them down…
Suddenly I open my eyes, and I'm lying in bed alone. The rays of sunlight streak my room letting me know it's daytime. I sit up in bed realizing I had been dreaming. "Shit." Is all I say as I feel my very real erection against my jeans. I topple backwards on to my back and close my eyes. I lay there trying to recall my dream and I blush when I remember Kenny on top of me… and his kisses. "Stop it!" my mind suddenly snaps at me. "Fuck me how am I supposed to face Wendy now after I traded her in my dream for Kenny." I say bitterly. I look sadly at my clock and realize it was almost time for me to meet the guys at the mall.
