Kyle agreed to go to Stan's house after school to help him with his history homework. When he got there, he was greeted at the door by Mrs. Marsh, "Hello Mrs. Marsh!" he said politely. "Hello Kyle, Stanley is up in his room." Kyle got up the stairs and entered his best friends room. When he got in, he saw Stan lying in bed without his shirt. He appeared to be sleeping. Kyle admired his raven colored hair, and his nicely toned body. He was staring for what felt like seconds, but was really 17 minutes. Stan woke up, and jumped out of bed in surprise. Kyle snapped out of his daze instantly. "KYLE! What the fuck?! Have you been watching me sleep?!" Stan shouted. Kyle not knowing what to say, and not wanting to sound weird said, "No dude, I just got here! Put some clothes on… Jesus Christ…" Stan seemed to relax a bit, "Oh… Sorry… Yeah, let me put a shirt on I guess…" That was close, Kyle though while watching Stan clothe himself. As Stan stood up he realized he was hard… because of his dream… The picture of Stan being in a shirt was permanently branded into Kyle's mind. He wasn't upset though. He liked it. Stan thought about his dream. Kyle was in it. He was… Blowing him?

Stan's Dream [WARNING: IS COMPLETELY SEXUAL!]

"Oooh, Kyle that feels… Ah…." Stan said in pleasure as the red head carefully bobbed his head up and down around his now extremely hard member. Kyle shoved Stan's eight-inch dick down his throat without gagging even though he had an anaconda for a cock. This honestly wasn't Kyle's first time. He liked to consider himself experienced. Thanks to Kenny, he actually picked up a few things to make guys enjoy themselves more while being blown in real life. Within two minutes, Stan tensed up, "Ahhh, Kyle? I'm about to…" He came. Kyle sucked, and he swallowed. Stan fell over and he smiled at Kyle. "Th-that was really n-nice…" Kyle lied down beside Stan, wrapping himself around in the other boy's arms. He stated tracing circles around on his stomach. "Wanna try on me?" Kyle asked. After that Stan woke up in schock.

END OF DREAM

Why had I dreamt that? Stan wondered to himself. "You ready to start working on your History?" Kyle asked. Stan was still a little dazed from what just happened. "Uh… Yeah. Sure, dude." He opened up his backpack to reveal a blue binder. He opened it up and looked at the worksheet he was supposed to do. Thankfully, He shared the class with Kyle, so he understood what they needed to do. They were learning about the discovery of the America's. Stan wasn't exactly smart when it came to history class, but he still tried to make an effort to learn the things. They looked at the worksheet, Kyle explained the answers without giving him them, and hoped Stan would get them by himself. Stan found himself enjoying it when Kyle leaned over to look at his paper. Their faces were getting close, and Stan liked the feeling of Kyle's breath in his ear. After about an hour of frustration, Stan stood up and said, "Fuck this shit! Want some food?" Kyle chuckled a little as he watched his friend get pissed off. Kyle nodded his head. He was feeling a little hungry and maybe some food would be a nice break.

"Meanwhile at Butter's house, Kenny and his host were in his room on his bed. Butters was leaning against him, while Kenny had his arm around his shoulders and was playing with the top of his hair. Butters was complaining about teachers and fellow students while Kenny was listening intently. "I personally hunger to embrace my oral cavity smackers upon yours immediately." Butters looked perplexed, "What?" he asked not understanding anything but him being hungry. "I wasn't to kiss you right now." Kenny replied as he leaned into a kiss. The two kissed passionately for several minutes. Kenny began to lift Butter's shirt when suddenly his dad pushed through the door. Immediately he saw what the two boys were doing and shouted, "BUTTERS! YOU'RE GROUNDED!"

"But…" He had started.

"BUT NOTHING!"

"Y-yes sir… I'm sorry Kenny, but I think you should leave or something…" Butters said sheepishly.

"M'kay. See ya later babe," he said as he pecked him on the cheek, pulled up his hood, and left. Fuck! I was so close to getting some ass… Kenny thought to himself as he walked back to his broken home that he so desperately tried to avoid as much as possible until next year when he could move away.

Cartman spent hours taking into consideration of what Kyle said about proposing to Heidi. He already had a plan for when he proposed, and he had a 'Plan B' for if she said "no". "When" was the only thing missing from the plan. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck," he said while yawning. It was only 5:00 pm, but this was exhausting to think about it all. He decided to call Stan.

"No… That is NOT when Christopher Columbus discovered the Americas… Let's just take a break." Kyle suggested in frustration. Suddenly, the phone started ringing. Stan picked up, "Hello?"

"Stan!"

"Cartman?"

"Stan, I am freaking the fuck out dude. It's about proposing to Heidi. I really want to do it tomorrow, but when? Where?

"Uhg, I'll get Kyle for you. He is better at this thing,"

"No! Not that faggo—Hey Kyle…"

"Shut up asshole…" Kyle was getting a little pissed.

"Ay! Just help me out!"

Kyle hadn't really wanted to due to Cartman's last remark. "Dude, just be a man and do it. Take her to a really nice restaurant or somewhere with a nice view…."

A lightbulb went off in Cartman's head, "Thanks Jew!" He immediately hung up after he said that.

*Sorry at the lame "sex-scene". Not exactly my forte XD thanks for reading. I will try to hit the world with another chapter soon*