Chapter 4

2 months later

Craig sat in his desk, slowly typing on his laptop, trying to keep up with the rest of the class. Since he wounded in his right arm, he wasn't able to write and take notes. He had to borrow a laptop from school just to be able to take notes and do class work. He hated how long it took for him to type a sentence but he always found his peace when he thought about Kenny. He did it for Kenny and nothing made him happier.

His father was sent to jail for 15 years, and in that time, his mom divorced him. The downside of it all, was they were going to have to move. Mrs. Tucker couldn't take living in the house anymore, let alone sleep in the same bed. She was to grief-stricken that her husband would do such a horrible thing to a child and didn't want to stay in the house. The house brought back to many memories of her husband and Craig knew it would come sooner or later.

He finally finished his notes and closed the computer, doing his best to fit it back into messenger bag. "You need some help?" a voice asked Craig.

Craig glanced up to see a familiar, old friend. He had short blond hair, combed well and a generous smile. He didn't stand very tall compared to most in the sophomore class, but didn't seem to bother him. Craig smirked back at him and replied, "I think I got it. If you wouldn't mind getting the power cord."

"Of course!" the short blonde said, fetching the cord to unplug. He wrapped it up and handed it to Craig.

"Thanks, Thomas," Craig said, taking the cord and stuffing it in the bag. He pulled the strap over his head and stood up. "You wanna walk home with me?"

"Sure!" Thomas replied, a bright smile on his cheeks.

About a year ago, Thomas had joined the rest of South Park High like a normal student. He had learned to control his Tourette's Syndrome, overjoyed that he could finally be a normal sixteen year old. Occasionally, a word or two would slip, but it was ignored, everyone knowing he couldn't always control it. He would give tiny signals, showing he was hiding it. He would bite his lips and squint his eyes, giving a throaty groan, but everyone had gotten used to Thomas, treating him like everyone else.

The two friends walked in silence, Craig thinking about how his life was about to change and Thomas with a grin. Craig liked being around Thomas, especially in such a difficult time. That smile Thomas kept on his face always lightened his mood.

They got to Craig's house, walking up to the door and automatically knowing they were alone. They kicked off their shoes and started up the stairs. This became a usual routine after Kenny left. Thomas had been apart of the new group before the fire. When his group would walk the halls, Clyde would always pick at him saying he's a pimp with three blondes under his arm; Kenny, Tweek, and Thomas.

They got into the bedroom and closed the door. The air shifted, the happy mood suddenly transforming into something heavy and hot. Craig dropped the messenger bag and Thomas pressed himself against Craig, pushing him against the door. The taller teen looked down at the short blonde, seeing his eyes filled with lust and his lips pouty. He could feel the hot breath on his neck and he shivered slightly.

Thomas leaned forward and pressed his lips to Craig's neck. Craig raised his good hand and rest it on Thomas's head, holding him to his neck, letting the blonde kiss and lick his neck. This was something else that was quiet routine, their relationship advancing a week after Kenny was taken away. Craig was always down, not wanting to talk to anyone or do anything, so Thomas thought he would help. Craig reluctantly let the short blonde do this, but would allow it to help get his mind of Kenny.

Craig wanted Kenny more than anything, but without knowing where he was and how long he would be gone. He found comfort in Thomas, letting his mind wander to Kenny doing these things to him rather than Thomas. Sure he felt guilty but it made Thomas happy and he would never try to hurt him; physically or emotionally.

Thomas continued to lick and kiss Craig's neck, moaning at the taste of his skin. Craig pushed him back and Thomas knew what came next. The taller teen walked over to the bed, sitting down and pulling Thomas into his lap. Their lips met with a soft passion, Thomas' arms wrapping around Craig's neck and moaning into the kiss. Craig's good arm slipped up the blondes shirt caressing the soft, smooth skin.

Thomas leaned back, unbuttoning his plaid shirt as quickly as possible and slid it off his shoulders. He then pulled the white t-shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor. Craig buried his head into Thomas' neck, kissing and sucking on his skin. His left hand roamed the pale skin, finding a perky nipple and tweaking it between his fingers.

Thomas let out a loud moan, loving the way Craig touched him. Craig continued to touch and tease the blonde, wanting to hear more moans. He kissed around the thin neck, licking and sucking on both sides and up and across his cheeks. Their lips met again, tongues quickly meeting and fighting against each other. Thomas moaned more with his boney fingers fisting in Craig's hair.

Craig forced Thomas to lean back again and started to kiss down his chest. He left love bites across his chest, marking the blonde. Craig found a nipple with his tongue and teased by flicking it. Teeth nibbled and occasionally sank into the pink bud. Thomas screamed out a moan, causing Craig's pants to grow tighter.

Thomas felt the growing erection in Craig's jeans and shot his hands down, unzipping them and reaching inside. He slid off Craig's lap and onto his knees on the floor. He pulled Craig's pants down, letting them pool around his ankles. Craig unzipped his hoody and got it off as quickly as possible, burning up in the long sleeves. His gasped as heat wrapped around his erection, seeing Thomas start to give him a handjob.

Thomas gave the head a teasing lick and kissed it, causing it to twitch. He engulfed the member in his mouth, hearing Craig moan, and smiled. Craig leaned back on his arm, losing his breath to Thomas' handiwork. The blonde licked up the shaft and took it deep into his throat. The wet heat was almost too overwhelming for Craig. He collapsed back, using his good arm to hold the back of Thomas' head as he bobbed up and down, sending him over the edge.

Craig cursed as he spilled himself into Thomas' mouth. Thomas never ceased to amaze him, always able to put him over in less than a few minutes every time. The blonde raised his head, then crawled on top of Craig, straddling his hips. Craig was trying to catch his breath and smirked at the blonde above him. Thomas licked his lips, some of Craig's semen present. He leaned down and their lips met, Craig kissing him hungrily, not bothered by the lingering taste of his own cum.

The blonde pulled away and smiled at him, resting his head on Craig's shoulder. This was the norm for Craig and Thomas, after Craig finished, they would rest until the blonde's arousal went away and then they'd get to homework. This time, however, Craig had something different in mind.

"Thomas," the taller teen huffed, causing the shorter to raise up and look at him.

"What's wrong?" he asked, trying to get up, "Am I hurting you? I'm too heavy aren't I?"

Craig's good hand grabbed Thomas' arm, stopping him from getting off him. "No, it's not that," Craig said, not sure how to play his next words. He looked around, trying to find the right words, "You always finish me. You never do anything for yourself. Let me do something for you."

Thomas gave a half laugh and replied, "You don't have to, Craig. I wanted to make you feel good. Don't worry about me."

Craig crashed their lips together. Thomas moaned and felt Craig hand drift down his abdomen to his crotch. Craig groped him, feeling how tight the jeans were and the raging hard-on going on inside. "I've seen you leave everyday with this. I think I should return the favor."

"Craig..." Thomas tried to protest, however having Craig's finger stop him. "If you do anything...I'd like to..." He paused, causing Craig to raise a brow.

"What?" Craig asked dumbly.

"I wanna do it," Thomas said shamefully and barely audible.

Craig's eyes widened and he rest his hands on Thomas' sides. "Are...Are you sure about that?" Craig had to confirm, feeling his arousal returning to him. Thomas was truly too cute for words and when he blushed and was embarrassed, he quickly became very sexy. Craig chuckled and raised a hand to Thomas' cheek. "If that's what you want."

The taller rolled them over, supporting himself on his right arm, not feeling as much pain as before. He locked lips with the short blonde and unfastened the button and zipper. They worked together to work the pants off, revealing tight briefs. Craig chuckled and raised up to his knees. He pulled on the hem of the briefs and tugged them down. Thomas kicked them off his feet and couldn't control his giggling.

Craig worked his way down, slipping a hand under Thomas' knees, pushing his legs up, revealing Thomas' waiting entrance. Thomas hid his face behind his hand, biting a knuckle. His face was bright red and Craig smirked. Craig lowered his good arm, holding the backs of Thomas' knees with his cased arm. He press his thumb against Thomas' entrance, rubbing circles around the tight hole.

The blonde moaned, his body loosening and clenching, working itself around the dry thumb. Craig smirked and said, "You're eager."

"Stop it," Thomas replied, his face getting redder and completely embarrassed.

Craig pulled his thumb away and matched his head up with Thomas' hole. He was mentally measuring how much Thomas would need to be stretched before insertion. He rolled saliva around in his mouth and spit it on the tight hole. Thomas moaned at the new sensation and Craig spit a couple more times. He pushed his middle finger to the hole and slipped it in, the blonde gasping in pleasure. Craig worked his finger in and out, slowly and loosening the extremely tight hole. Thomas squirmed under Craig, trying to adapt to the burning sensation that the taller was causing him.

Craig started to wiggle his finger, finding the right spot deep inside him. Thomas' eyes widened and started to thrust his hips. "Oh FUCK!" Thomas shouted, halfway losing control of his condition and the other half just pure pleasure. Craig pulled his finger back, wedging in a second finger, stretching him gently. Thomas took in the fingers with ease and ground into them.

Craig hit the sweet spot inside Thomas, receiving more delicious moans. The blonde cried in pleasure as the latter increased his speed with his fingers, pressing more frequently against him prostate. Craig removed his fingers and reached for his side table drawer. He opened it and pulled out a condom. He went to tear it with his teeth, but Thomas attacked him, flipping him onto his back.

Craig was in a bit of shock, Thomas straddling him and grinning. Thomas pressed his lips to Craig's and they kissed furiously. Thomas pulled away and chuckled, taking the condom away from him. He slithered down Craig's body, coming face to face with his erection. Thomas ripped the foil and took the condom out. He placed it on the head of Craig penis then leaning forward. He then used his mouth to roll the condom on to the hard cock.

Craig had to hand it to Thomas, the blonde knew what he was doing. Thomas made sure the condom was on properly and crawled back up, straddling Craig's hips. "Are you sure about this?" Craig asked, resting a hand on Thomas' hip.

Thomas nodded and reached around, grasping the erection. He lowered his hips, pressing the head to his entrance. He pushed the head into, feeling himself stretch more than he expected to be. He gasped in pain as he tried to get used to the knew sensation. Craig rolled his head back, pressing it into the pillow as a tight heat wrapped around him.

Thomas settled himself, completely sheathing Craig inside of him. His body felt as if it was going to split in two, trying to get used to Craig's girth. "You okay?" Craig asked, rubbing Thomas' side, trying to sooth the pain away.

"Yeah," Thomas replied, nodding frantically with tears forming in his eyes. Craig knew the pain was bad and wanted to do what he could to help him. "Just give me a minute. I'll be fine."

Craig waited for Thomas to get comfortable, continuing the rub his side and thigh. Thomas moan in pleasure but continuously groaned in pain. With his mind to focused on the pain, Thomas couldn't control his Tourettes, curing every few seconds. Craig could have really cared less, too into the wonderful feeling of Thomas' body.

Craig felt Thomas raise his hips, causing the black haired teen to gasp. When he came back down, Craig gave him an upward thrust, meeting their hips in the air. They continued the extremely slow thrusting until Thomas picked it up on his own. Craig didn't want to hurt him, so he let Thomas take control. It took a while, but they finally picked up the pace, Thomas letting Craig take some control.

Thomas had his hands on Craig's chest, trying to keep himself from falling over, the pleasure building up inside him. They sped up, Craig holding his hip and watching Thomas' body bounce on top of him. Thomas clenched himself around Craig and the latter groaned in pleasure. "Fuck!" Craig shouted as Thomas used his legs to speed them up. "That feels so good!"

In his heart, he only wanted Kenny, but with a moaning blonde in his lap, and being sixteen years old, Craig didn't mind pleasing him. Anytime he and Thomas were together, they spent their time making-out and dry humping each other. No matter how many times Craig touched and marked Thomas, or how many times Thomas called his name or touched him, Kenny was always on his mind. Every time he kissed his skin, it wasn't Thomas', it was Kenny's. Every moan was in Kenny's voice. Everything about Thomas, was Kenny in Craig's head.

"Oh, fuck!" Craig shouted again as Thomas and he met thrusts and kept the speed up. "Goddammit, Kenny!"

The moment instantly stopped, both teens staring at each other, eyes wide and Craig feeling his heart pound in his chest. Craig couldn't speak, nor could Thomas. Nothing could have made the situation more awkward, and Craig had no idea how to break the awkwardness. "Thomas," Craig said, "I'm so sorry."

"No," Thomas replied, shaking his head. "It's fine. It's alright. Don't worry about it."

"No, I just... I mean..." Craig was at a loss for words. He ran his hand through his hair. "Agahh! Goddammit!"

Craig's anger increased, unable to forgive himself. He practically shoved Thomas off of him and stood up, stomping around the room. Thomas was dumbfounded, wanting to say something to calm Craig down. He wasn't angry with Craig, just confused and it wanted him to talk to him. He pushed himself up and off the bed, walking over to Craig who was pacing the room, hand scratching the back of his head.

"Craig," Thomas said softly and cautiously. Craig didn't look at him, trying to get away from him. "Craig please -FUCK-!" Thomas covered his mouth, trying to hide his Tourettes. Craig hated it when Thomas tried to hide it. He shot his eyes to him and pulled his arms down, taking Thomas' hands away. Thomas felt his tears rolling down his cheeks, embarrassed by his outburst.

"Thomas," Craig said softly, cupping the blonde's cheeks. "Don't cry, please. Don't make me feel worse."

Thomas shook his head and replied, "I'm not upset, Craig. I just want you to talk to me."

Craig gave him a strange look. "What do you mean?" he asked.

"You called me Kenny," Thomas replied, putting his hands on Craig's wrists. "I just want you to -SHIT- talk to me."

Craig sighed and shook his head and answered, "No, I don't think–"

"Please," Thomas interrupted.

Craig took in another deep breath and exhaled, leading Thomas over to the bed. They sat down and Thomas waited in silence for Craig to explain. "Look," Craig started, "There's nothing wrong with you. You're very beautiful, sexy, handsome, whatever you want to be called. You're sweet and very kind. I hate myself for what I just did. I should never have done that. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Craig," Thomas said, patting his back. "You didn't hurt me." Craig raised a brow and waited for him to continue. "I've seen the way you -FUCK- looked at Kenny. There was no denying that you liked him. Maybe even been -DAMMIT- in love with him. After he left though, you just seemed so depressed and -COCK- I wanted to do something to make you happy. I would do anything to make you happy. If you calling out his name while we're -SHIT- doing stuff, I'll gladly let you. Just as long as you're -FUCK- happy."

"Thomas," Craig said quickly, "You don't have to do this."

"I want to," Thomas replied, running his hand over the side of his face. "Do whatever you want to me, no matter who you're thinking about."

Craig couldn't resist Thomas' seductive charm. Thomas himself was a very beautiful teenager and obviously very talented. Thomas leaned forward, shouting an obscenity just before their lips met. He wanted to pull away and sit embarrassed. Craig grabbed him, forcing his lips onto his own. The blonde pulled away, seeing Craig smirking at him and Craig said, "You know I like it when you cuss."

Thomas giggled and kissed him again. After a few moments of tongue battling, Thomas pulled back and crawled onto the bed. He lowered his front half and left his ass high in the air. He waved it back and forth, giggling at Craig.

The taller teen looked down, seeing his erection returning, still hidden in the condom. Craig turned around, getting on his knees and positioning behind Thomas. He jerked himself a couple of times until he was at full mast again. He fixed the condom and pressed his head to Thomas' hole. He spit a couple of times on the loosened hole, then rubbed his wrapped cock round, lubing the blonde up.

Thomas moaned and gasped as Craig reentered him. After a moment of adjusting, Thomas gave Craig the signal and he started thrusting. It was slow at first, letting the blonde adjust a little more before gripping his hips hard and thrust faster. Thomas started moaning at Craig moved inside him and started to rub his sweet spot.

"Oh, Craig!" Thomas moaned, pushing back and meeting Craig's thrusts. They thrust together, forcing him deeper and enjoying every tight, heated second.

Craig felt himself losing his mind as Thomas clenched him tighter. He did what Thomas told him to do and began picturing Kenny. Every where he touched was Kenny's body and every thrust was into Kenny. Craig couldn't help himself. He felt like a pig, but Thomas was letting him do it. If this was what Thomas wanted to do, then Craig was going to gladly do it without regret.

Craig thrust harder into Thomas who was begging for more. The blonde continued to thrust back into Craig's hips and felt his sweet spot getting his directly. Thomas let out a screaming moan as he started to claw the bed. He begged for a deeper and harder thrust and Craig only obliged. "Fuck," Craig cursed, feeling Thomas tighten around him. "Fuck, Kenny!"

"Craig!" Thomas shouted back, "Fuck me, Craig!"

"Goddammit!" Craig yelled as he gave Thomas his all. He reached down and wrapped his hand around Thomas' weeping member. He jerked him, making the hole tighten more, sending Craig over the edge. "Fuck, I'm cumming!"

"Me too, Craig!" Thomas shouted, screaming and moaning along with each hard thrust.

With a few final thrusts and jerks, both boys released themselves, Thomas' seed covering the bed. Thomas collapsed, taking Craig with him. They rest for a few minutes before Craig pulled out and rolled onto his side. Both still panted and covered in sweat. Thomas rolled over and snuggled into Craig's chest, having an arm warp around him and hold him to him. Thomas swirled his finger around Craig's torso, kissing his neck every now and again.

Thomas raised up to give Craig a kiss, a smile plastered on his face. His smile faded when he saw tears rolling out of Craig's eyes. "Craig, what's wrong?" Thomas asked, raising a hand to wipe tears away. Craig didn't answer, just avoiding Thomas' eyes as the blonde wiped tears away. "You really miss him, don't you?"

Craig burst into sobs as more tears rolled. He was totally embarrassed at himself for crying like this. He wasn't supposed to cry. He took a shot to the arm and didn't shed a tear. Why was he crying now of all times? Thomas kissed his cheek and continued to comfort him. "Don't worry, Craig," Thomas said, soothing the crying teen. "I'll be here. I know you're hurting but I'm here to help you in anyway I can. I...I love you, Craig. I'll do anything for you."

Craig had two things going through his mind. With Kenny being gone, his world had turned completely around. He wanted to see and be with Kenny. He wanted to hold him and kiss him and make him the happiest he's ever been. The other problem he was having was Thomas. The perky blonde was willing to give him everything he could ever want. He was willing to let him have sex with him while thinking of someone else, even shout someone's name.

He was afraid of losing Thomas. Besides Tweek, Thomas was all Craig had. He had lost Kenny. He couldn't lose Thomas too. He rolled over, pulling Thomas against his chest. His tears and sobs were uncontrollable and Thomas simply rubbed his back.

Thomas soothed him as Craig cried over and over. "Don't leave me too, Thomas. Please don't leave me alone."

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Much love! ~ Francis J. Toran