I was just about to go home and take a long shower when I felt a tap on my shoulder.
"Hey Kenny?"
It was Kyle. He looked a little embarrassed, so I flung my arm around him and winked. "What's up, kosher boy?"
Kyle flinched a little at the contact. He blushed harder and began to mumble. "You..you said you needed money, right?"
"Yeah"
"Well I have $100 I could give you fo-"
Fuck yeah! $100! "That's awesome Kyle, I'm gonna go home and shower right now, but I'll be over at your place around..oh..6ish?", I grinned widely at him as I turned to leave, "kay?"
"Um.."
"Great. See you soon!"
I wondered what Kyle could possibly want from me, though I admit I was a little distracted by the white gunk under my fingernails.
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Feeling refreshed and free from the semen of strange crackheads, I practically skipped, hopped, and jumped to Kyle's house. I wondered what exactly Kyle needed me to do for $100. Maybe he would just give it to me. I smiled at this thought as I knocked on the Broflovski's door.
"Oh hello, Kenny, Kyle's waiting for you in his room."
I gave Sheila a confident smile and headed up the stairs, still wondering what a smart, rich guy like Kyle could want from a dumb, poor guy like me.
I swung open the dark green door to find Kyle sitting on his bed wearing a wifebeater, Terrance & Philip boxers, and a weak smile.
"H-hey Kenny."
I was surprised he wasn't more dressed up. Not that I hadn't seen Kyle in boxers before. Hell, we used to run around naked together all the time. Before puberty. "So, what is it you want me to do?"
He blushed deeper and bit his lip, then whispered something, eyes scrunched closed, body pulled up as if in fear.
"What?"
I walked closer and Kyle spoke slightly louder this time. "You, you'll really do anything for $100?"
Feeling a little worried that this job was going to be particularly awful, I sat next to him on the bed. "Sure Broski, anything."
"You promise never, ever to tell anyone about this?"
I admit I was a little surprised. "Sure, this transaction will be between you, me, and my wallet."
Kyle still looked unsure, pulling one leg up and wrapping his arms around it, fingers tapping idly on his feet. I wondered if he knew I could see up the leg of his boxers. Kyle's usually a lot more reserved when it comes to dress.
"OK, well, if you promise not to tell anybody...", Kyle sighed and rested his head on his knee, "Kenny, I'm gay."
I'm kind of surprised, especially since Stan had always been the faggy one. Sorry, the other faggy one.
"Hey, that's cool Kyle", I reassured him, "I won't treat you any different."
"Except I want you to."
I looked at him, still blushing madly, still all curled up around himself.
"Wha-"
"Just this once", he swallowed and looked up at me, "Kenny...I want you to take my virginity."
My brain didn't comprehend those words immediately. But my cock did. Still, I felt confused. I do have a conscious you know. Stupid thing.
"Um..are you sure?"
"I just..yeah, but I'm scared", Kyle looked at me a little anxiously. I reached over and ran a hand through his hair.
"I'll take good care of you."
I couldn't believe this was happening. As I leaned forward to kiss him, softly, still a bit unsure, I wondered why Kyle wanted me to do this. I guess I am the most, er, experienced when it comes to sex. But I've never had gay sex before. Well except for that one time. And that other time. And then there was that threesome, but man, I was pretty drunk.
Before I knew it I was holding him against me, his hands shaking their way down my chest. I'd be in high quality, grade-A denial if I said this wasn't turning me on. I never seriously questioned my heterosexuality before, but right now I want to fuck Kyle in to the mattress and hear him scream my name.
That's pretty gay.
I start kissing him harder, pushing him down on to the bed. I could see the blush on his cheeks blurredly when I opened my eyes. He was so fucking scared and I loved it. Kyle tastes like more than $100.
"Am I being too rough?", I whispered, grinding myself on him.
Kyle whimpered and held on to me tighter. I'll take that as a 'no'.
I stroked his nipples through his wifebeater, slowly pulling it up, licking at his chest and stomach. I could feel him squirm under me and hear him growl my name.
I started pulling off my jacket and shirt. Kyle was looking at me with his lips slightly parted, still wet from my assault on them earlier. I still don't know how my bro Kyle can look hotter than any girl I've ever boned, but godammit he does.
The next bit is still kind of a blur for me. Just touching him, kissing him all over. I couldn't stand the thought that there might still be an inch of his skin I hadn't tasted. Kyle just made the most erotic sounds. It made him addicting. Clothes seemed to come off of their own accord, and soon we were completely naked.
I reached blindly for Kyle's night stand, my mouth still glued on to his. I found a bottle of lotion and broke the kiss to pump some into my hand.
"What are you doing?"
Holy shit he really is a virgin, I thought to myself, rubbing the stuff on my cock.
"I can't fuck you without lube, babe."
Kyle opened his mouth to speak. I spread his legs and rubbed myself up and down his ass, lifting him up to kiss him again. No more complaints from Kyle.
"I'm gonna go slow, okay?", I whispered to him, "just try to relax."
"mmgh..mmhmm." He was almost shaking, holding on to my shoulders to steady himself.
I pushed in slowly. Kyle swore and shook around me. He was so damn tight, I was all I could remember to go slow. One more gentle thrust and Kyle cried out and held on to my shoulders tighter.
"I...I don't think it'll fit."
"Yes it will"
Tears started forming in Kyle's eyes as I thrust in to him deeper. The feeling of his warm body around me, barely able to take my cock in, was amazing. I stroked him slowly as I continue to push. Kyle whimpered, tears starting to run down his face.
"You want- want me to stop?"
"N-no", Kyle breathed, burying his head in my shoulder, "deeper...oh God Kenny, deeper."
"One more, okay?"
He nodded franticly against my neck and I obeyed, thrusting all the way inside. Kyle screamed and grabbed fistfuls of my hair. I wouldn't of cared if he'd stuck his finger in my eye, being balls-deep in Kyle Broflovski was heaven.
"Nng..Kyle", I growled, starting to kiss him feverishly again, "You..feel..so fucking good."
He moaned my name into my mouth. I lowered him down on the bed again and started up an agonizingly slow pace. My cock was throbbing and my balls wanted nothing more than to fill this kid, but hey, I was on the job.
Kyle held his legs open for me as I started to thrust harder and stroke him. I could feel myself nearing the edge but fought to hold back, I was determined that Kyle would cum first.
"Ah-faster!"
He hooked his elbows around his knees as I pounded into him, the look on his face could of made me bust a nut at a funeral. I couldn't take it anymore.
"Oh fuck...Kyle...", I gave a few strong thrusts as I pumped cum in to him. Kyle cried my name and followed suit, I'm pretty sure some of it went as far as my hair.
It was all I could do to pull out, flopping down next to a panting Kyle on his bed, exhausted.
After a few minutes of heavy breathing I turned to Kyle, wiped the sweat from my brow and said, "That was $100 right there."
..And only $890.00 to go.
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