"You're not coming Fat Ass!" Kyle said, walking as fast as he could to loose Cartman.

"Yes..I..Am.." Cartman replied through huffs from trying to keep up with Kyle.

"No. You're. Not. Why do you want to come anyway? You. Don't. Even. Like. Craig!" Kyle asked, stepping up his pace. Cartman was practically running now.

"Because. You. Two. Are. Acting. Fishy!" Cartman was huffing like crazy. "Damn it Khal slow down!"

"No. No way in hell." Kyle began to run. Craig's house was only about 5 minutes away. Cartman couldn't keep up for that long.

And yet somehow he did.

He reached the house as Kyle was knocking and slumped along the wall.

"Hey Kyle. And Cartman?" Craig brushed down his hair with his long fingers, his hat M.I.A. Just how Kyle liked it.

"Hey, sorry. He followed me. We can leave him outside." Kyle suggested hopefully.

"I don't think so Khal. You do and I'll keep knocking on the door and windows." Cartman smirked. "You're S.O.L."

Craig smiled a fake smile and invited them in. Behind Kyle's back he flipped Cartman the bird.

"We could watch T.V." Kyle said, motioning to the large couch.

"Alright." Craig agreed.

"Boring." Cartman rolled his eyes.

"You don't get a say in it!" Kyle told him angerly.

"So, What do you want to watch? We have movies recorded we can look at." Craig sat next to Kyle and snuck an arm behind him to where Cartman wouldn't notice.

"Sounds good. How about a scary movie?" Kyle smirked at Cartman. Everyone knew Cartman couldn't take a scary movie. "Sound good to you Cartman?"

"Psh, Well, Yeah." Cartman smiled a very non-convincing smile, and, for a second, Kyle felt guilty. Cartman really didn't have any friends.

That was before he heard his ring tone. Kyle's mom is a bitch. The classic.

Cartman struggled to get it out of his jeans, then flipped it open.

"Stan? What do you want? Oh, Kyle. He's here." Cartman handed the phone over despite Kyle shaking his head and motioning for him not to. Reluctantly he took it and walked into the kitchen.

"Hello?"

"Hey. Look, I'm sorry about saying that you're like a girl. I don't like it when we fight." Stan sounded defeated.

"It's okay. I don't like it when we fight either." Was it just Kyle, or did that sound more like what a couple would say?

"So are you at Craig's?" Kyle was about to answer when heard a crash and Cartman yelp.

"I gotta go!" He hung up and ran into the living room.

Craig was on top of Cartman with his fist up and Cartman's nose was bleeding. He was about to hit again.

"Stop!" Kyle yelled and ran for Craig's fist. Too late. The hit landed on his cheek and made a painful noise. Kyle grabbed Craig's chest and tried to pry him off from behind.

Kyle let go when he saw Craig's face. He'd never seen anyone so angery. Craig pushed Kyle of and stood up, Cartman and him glaring at each other.

"You little fag!" Cartman yelled and got up too, only a little unstable.

"Cartman, Leave! Craig, sit down." Kyle ordered. Neither did as they were told. They didn't move. Kyle sighed, shaken and upset at both of them. "Fine. I'll leave."

"Kyle, wait." Craig grabbed his arm lightly but let go when he was Kyle was about to cry. They heard the door slam as Cartman heaved off.

"Kyle... I'm sorry." Craig brought him into a hug. Kyle sobbed for a minute or two then began to cool down.

"What happened?" Kyle asked, holding onto Craigs sleeve. Craig picked him up and walked him over to the couch, setting him on his lap.

"He crossed the line. That's all."

"No Craig! That's not all! Why did you hit him?" Kyle slid off of Craig's lap and sat beside him on the couch.

"Kyle, please. I don't want to tell you." Craig's eyes pleaded with Kyle's.

"Why not?" Kyle wasn't going to give up.

"Let it go. I'll apologize to him tomorrow. Alright?" Kyle agreed.

"Craig? Do you still like Clyde?" Kyle asked out of the blue. Craig looked surprised, then smiled and kissed Kyle's forehead.

"No. I like you." Kyle smiled back and kissed Craig.

"Open your mouth." Craig demanded. Kyle obeyed and felt Craig slid his tongue in.

Craig pushed Kyle down and kissed him rougher, his hand finding its way up Kyle's shirt and to his nipples.

Kyle gasped. That was new to him. Last time it was just masturbating together. He moaned again as he felt Craig's lips leave his and his shirt being pulled over his head. Soft wet lips sucked on his already-erect nipples. Kyle held the back of Craig's head, fingers playing with his hair. Craig took of his own shirt and kissed Kyle's lips again, engulfing them with his own. The feel of skin-on-skin contact made Kyle harder than he already was, and Craig chuckled at the reaction.

"You're too cute." He told Kyle, pulling away to unzip Kyle's pants. Kyle put a hand over his face, embarrassed. He nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt Craig's mouth on his manhood.

This was definitely new.

Kyle panted softly as Craig sucked and licked all the way around him, being extra slow when he was licking the head.

"C-Craig!" Kyle moaned as he came. When he looked up he blushed. Craig's mouth and cheeks had little puddles of cum on them.

"I-I'm sorry!" Kyle felt Craig kiss him again, then pulled away and laughed.

"God, I really like you!" Craig cupped Kyle's face in his hands and kissed him again. "Can I put a finger in?" Kyle nodded, but was puzzled when Craig put his hand into his pockets. He pulled out a condom and put it over a finger.

"I'll start with one. Tell me if it gets to painful, alright?" Again, Kyle nodded.

He groaned at the intruding finger and clung to Craig.

Craig twirled his finger around and pushed in and out, enjoying Kyle's moans and groans. After a minute he added another. The condom was making the new finger stick together to the first one. He went a little faster and put his other hand on Kyle's penis. Kyle just about exploded at the new sensation of Craig rubbing and thrusting.

"Can I add another one?" Craig asked.

"Y-Yeah" Kyle's back was arching from the combined pleasure, and nearly died when he had to wait for the third finger.

"C-Craig!" The third finger was it. Kyle came again on Craig's hand.

"You're so wet down here." Craig said taking out the fingers and pressing a bare finger against his hole. Kyle blushed. "One more thing, alright?"

Craig brought his mouth down and sucked on his hole, his tongue flicking in and out.

"A-AH! Craig!" Craig grabbed Kyle's hand and wrapped it around his own dick.

"I want to see how you do it." He sucked one last time and sat at the end, Kyle blushing like mad while his hand was holding his manhood. "Come on!" Craig smiled lovingly. Kyle rubbed and was almost lost in pleasure. He forgot about Craig and the fight and just focused on relieving himself one last time. As he came he saw.. Craig's face. He quickly opened his eyes and put his hand over his penis. He kissed Craig and decided to forget about what just happened.

"I really really like you too." Kyle snuggled into Craig's shirtless chest and drifted off.