Author's note: I hope you guys like dialogue, haha.

Chapter 7 :: Trust

"You really like this cuddling thing, huh?" Cartman hummed as he smiled down at the boy in his arms.

"You have a problem with that?" Kyle queried teasingly.

Cartman shook his head. "Never thought you'd be the type." He chuckled lightly threading a few fingers through Kyle's curly red hair. As he did he took the moment to notice for the second time that Kyle had left his favorite hat at home. He'd done the same thing when they first had sex in Cartman's room. "Where's your dumb hat, Kahl?"

"At home," Kyle replied, "Because for some reason you seem to like my hair a lot." He quirked an eyebrow at Cartman playfully. Kyle taken off his beloved hat just so Cartman could see his beautiful red hair. Cartman couldn't help but smile in appreciation.

"Your hair's my favorite color." Cartman remarked, leaning in and placing light kisses at the edges of Kyle's mouth. Kyle smiled, pulling Cartman's lips to his and pressing them softly together. The soft gentle kisses seemed the most magical. Cartman leaned back onto the bed, pulling Kyle on top of himself and continuing the kiss as they lied down on his bed.

Both boys remained overjoyed with their new agreement. They were boyfriends now. Kyle's fear of overcomplicating things seemed so silly in the midst of all this happiness. Now that he confessed and Cartman had felt the same, things had never seemed so clear.

Despite their kissing getting slowly more sensual, Kyle acknowledged the noise downstairs and knew they couldn't go further. Liane had company over alright; from the sound of it the 3 or 4 of them were going to get intimate pretty soon. Liane's drunk voice could be heard through the walls, and Kyle wasn't keen on the idea of trying to have sex while Cartman's Mom was moaning downstairs.

Kyle's lips parted from Cartman's, looking mildly frustrated when Liane's voice echoed louder through the house. Cartman sighed.

"So when should we tell Stan?" Cartman asked in an attempt to bring Kyle's attention away from his whore of a mother. Kyle's eyes wandered in thought.

"After school tomorrow. I'll tell him to meet up at Stark's Pond. We probably won't have enough time to sort things out properly if we try to do it between periods in school." Kyle answered.

"You don't think he'll find it weird that we're not inviting Kenny?" Cartman asked as more of a rhetorical question.

Well, he had been thinking about telling Kenny he was gay in the past but that only out of necessity. Kyle remained silent in thought for a moment or two. "We can tell Kenny too. I don't think he has a problem with keeping secrets." Kyle decided.

The two boys settled out their plans for as long as they could. Eventually the sound of Liane and her partners became too much, and Kyle decided to go back out the window.

As he placed Cartman's ladder back behind the shed he smiled to himself. It was so fitting that being in a relationship with Eric Cartman included plotting of some kind. When it wasn't something despicable, Kyle admitted that it was actually pretty neat to plot with Cartman. Cartman didn't care about things like school subjects but he was suddenly so attentive when it came to thinking up schemes. Whenever he'd explain his plans to someone, he'd beam with confidence. It was something Kyle had always noticed, but he especially appreciated it now that he was plotting with him. The confidence seemed to be rubbing off on Kyle these days.

It would come in handy for tomorrow.

Tuesday, 4:30 pm

English class was the last period of the day, and perfect because Kyle had both Stan and Kenny in it. He still hadn't said a word about hanging out at Stark's Pond for fear of seeming too eager. If he told them early in the day that would imply some sort of urgency. Both him and Cartman decided that they wanted the idea to seem last-minute.

As the period went on Kyle got a bit frustrated - the teacher had informed him that they'd be having a test tomorrow. That was the 3rd test he'd be having this week. He'd have to go right home and study once he got home from Stark's Pond, provided everything would go well.

Once the teacher had finished his lecture he left the kids to speak amongst themselves. This was Kyle's opportunity.

"A test on this story?" Stan groaned as he listlessly flipped through the worksheets that were handed out. "How does he expect us to stay awake during the test when I'm falling asleep reading the book itself?"

"You really think it's that bad?" Kyle queried curiously. He thought to himself about how he could weave his suggestion to hang out at the Stark's Pond into the conversation.

"It's supposed to be about murder. So where are the juicy parts?" Stan scoffed. "As if I want to read about this pretentious asshole bitch and moan to his friend about his problems with his Uncle."

"It's character development." Kyle offers. "You're supposed to get invested in the characters before anyone can start dying."

Stan rolled his eyes. "Here we can see that Hamlet is mad. Good character development."

"You seem kinda stressed." Kyle remarked resting his forearms on his desk and leaning forward to look at Stan.

"Yeah. Wendy's been on my ass about Cartman." Stan admitted.

The mention of Wendy and Cartman in the same sentence made Kyle's stomach lurch unpleasantly. "What about?" Kyle asked, trying to not sound nervous.

"You know. About him being an asshole. The usual. She didn't like that I drove him home either." Stan replied, raising an eyebrow at Kyle for asking an odd question. It'd only been 2 days since Cartman threw food in Wendy's face and stormed out.

"Oh yeah." Kyle had nearly forgotten about that. He'd been so caught up in the idea of the new-.. well, official relationship he had with Cartman. But he was quite relieved to hear that Wendy hadn't broke the news to Stan on her own accord. "It's kinda messed up that she wanted you to leave him there though. He would've had to walk 9 miles to get home."

"He ran off, remember? if you hadn't brought him back he woulda been doing that on his own." Kenny chipped in casually. Kyle looked away apprehensively at this comment.

"Well, anyway.. if you guys are stressed out, why don't we go hang out at Stark's Pond?" Kyle offered. He hoped he didn't sound too awkward jamming this offer into their conversation all of a sudden. But the way the talk was going, he didn't seem like he'd get much chance otherwise.

"Oh wow, when was the last time we even went there?" Stan thought aloud. Kyle smiled. Good, Stan seemed interested in this idea.

"I think we were like nine," Kenny hummed thoughtfully.

"So you guys wanna? We can just chill out at the pond or fish or something. Just the four of us, like old times." Kyle coaxed. He felt kind of bad luring them in with promises of good times when really they were probably all going to have a stressful time with what Kyle was going to say to them. He kept his smile up, hoping it didn't falter.

"Four? Is Butters not coming?" Kenny asked.

Kyle's smile then faded. He'd forgotten about Butters since he only just came back from a trip with his parents. He had been hanging out with them more and more throughout the years so naturally he would be invited. "N.. Nah. I want it to just be us four." Kyle got nervous when he received questioning glances from Stan and Kenny. "He's probably grounded anyway," Kyle hastily added.

"Hmm, probably." Stan agreed. A small wave of relief washed over Kyle. He couldn't invite Butters to tell the secret to. Butters couldn't keep a secret to save his life; everyone knew that. He couldn't feel too relieved, however.

Soon the secret that Kyle held onto for so long would be out in the open, along with the news of his relationship with Cartman.

5:15 pm

It was a bit of a surprise to the boys that the pond had remained untouched over the years. South Park had received some renovation every now and then and some of the forests the boys used to play in as children had slowly been replaced with neighborhoods or stores.

The boys sat on a log up against the shore of the lake. Cartman sat on the far right, next to Kyle, who sat next to Stan. Kenny was on the other side of Stan. They had reminisced for a bit over their childhood and the events that happened around this pond.

"Then there was that time where Cartman tried to kill us all with a wiffle-ball bat." Stan snickered. Kenny joined in laughing as he cast a line into the pond.

"Heh, that was a little joke." Cartman said rubbing the back of his neck.

"Was it?" Kyle queried skeptically, taking a sip of pepsi.

"Yeah, I mean.. trying to kill people with a wiffle-ball bat's pretty stupid." Cartman answered in a half mumble.

"Yeah, it was pretty stupid." Kyle chided, prodding at Cartman's shoulder. Cartman rolled his eyes.

"Oh, I caught one!" Kenny cheered.

"Good thing the water isn't freezing yet." Stan remarked. Kyle began to shift nervously. He saw Cartman give him a brief glance, probably wondering when he was going to break the news to the boys. Kyle considered expecting the worst but the mere idea of them taking it badly made him nervous. No matter how they reacted it would probably be better to tell them himself. It was preferable over the idea of Wendy telling Stan and Stan getting the wrong idea.

A confession yesterday to Cartman and now he was coming out to Stan and Kenny. This was definitely not good for Kyle's heart.

"Man you were right Kyle, it's so refreshing out here. It's just like those rare quiet days we used to have when we were little." Stan smiled.

"Yeah.. well, I gotta tell you something, Stan." Kyle murmured, just loud enough for Stan to hear him. Stan turned his attention to Kyle, putting down his drink and turning his head a bit toward Kyle.

"What's up dude?" Stan prompted with concern in his voice.

Kyle took a deep breath. Maybe if he didn't sound so nervous about it they would be less prone to the idea that it's a problem. Kyle tried giving Stan a confident smile in hopes of lessening the effects. "Cartman and I are dating."

Silence fell over Stark's Pond in what seemed like an instant. It was so quiet that if enough time passed the sound of the leaves rustling in the wind would begin to irritate someone. Both Stan and Kenny now looked over at Kyle, staring with an unreadable look on their faces. It seemed they were still in the midst of processing the information.

"What?" Stan gave a short laugh of disbelief through the word. Kyle's smile lessened a bit as he averted his gaze from his friend. Stan became slightly nervous. "You're joking, right?"

Kyle gave a quick apprehensive glance to Cartman. Cartman looked off to the side pursing his lips and exhaling through his nose. Kyle had already insisted that Cartman should let him do all the talking. As good of a speaker as Cartman was, this was a special circumstance. No matter what Cartman said it would sound more convincing coming from Kyle. But now Kyle was having second thoughts on the idea of having to explain this to them alone.

"We've been going out for about a week now." Kyle explained. As much as he didn't want it to seem like a bad thing, he couldn't keep up his smile or he risked seeming insincere. How awful, it felt as if he was trying to tell Stan a relative died or something.

Kenny as usual remained silent, simply observing the situation. Stan stared incredulously, parting his lips and baring his palms as he tried to comprehend the situation. "You..." Stan paused, pinching the bridge of his nose. "No way. You're just trying to fuck with me."

Kyle shook his head, doing his best to give a serious expression without looking nervous. "I'm being completely serious, Stan."

"Suuure," Stan laughed, "You two are just trying to get us to act all surprised and the minute we believe you Cartman's gonna jump up and say 'Ha ha! You fell for it ya stupid assholes!' " Cartman quirked an eyebrow, undoubtedly a little miffed at Stan's impression of his voice and accent.

"You seriously don't believe me?" Kyle gave an agitated sigh.

"There's no way you're being serious." Stan answered with an apprehensive smile on his face. It occurred to Kyle that Stan would need some more convincing. He brought his gaze intently to Cartman, then back to Stan.

"I'll prove it."

Kyle turned to Cartman, cupping his jaw in his palms and swiftly pulling him into a kiss. As much as kissing or doing anything in front of other people freaked him out, he had to make sure that Stan understood that this was mutual. A few moments into the kiss and Kyle's heart dropped, his body being yanked backwards.

"What the fuck are you doing, Kyle?!" Stan yelled in panic. He had stood up and forcibly pried Kyle away from Cartman in his shock.

"I was trying to show you that I'm being serious!" Kyle pulled away from Stan and gave him an irritated frown.

"Kyle, you can't be serious! It's Cartman, for fuck's sake!" Stan argued. His voice began to transition from frantic to angry.

"Hey, what the hell's that supposed to mean?" Cartman piped up despite it being completely obvious what Stan meant. Stan chose to ignore Cartman's comment, his eyes locked on Kyle.

Kyle furrowed his brow but still managed to form a pleading expression. "Come on, haven't you noticed anything different lately?" He urged. Cartman and Kyle had acted normal around them, but in the context of a relationship, the few times that Kyle went to cheer up Cartman should make a lot more sense to Stan and Kenny.

Stan shook his head. "No! This past week you've still been fighting, so how can you be together?"

Kyle sighed, giving another glance to Cartman's irritated expression. "It's complicated."

"It seems pretty simple to me."

"God dammit Cartman! Let me handle this!" Kyle snapped, shooting a glare at Cartman. Kyle understood that Cartman wanted to 'help' him but he was only proving to be distracting. Cartman rolled his eyes and folded his arms. Kyle turned his attention back to Stan, his gaze softening. "Look, all you need to know is that this is what I want."

The anger left Stan's eyes as he stared at Kyle. It seemed he was starting to believe him, if even just a little. "Kenny?" Stan prompted, turning to his hooded friend who'd remained silent the entire time.

"I don't see why they'd lie." Kenny shrugged.

A glimpse of defeat fell over Stan's face, but he quickly shook it off. "No, this can't be right. There has to be another-" Stan's face went blank as he came to a sudden realization. He moved closer to Kyle, lowering his voice to a whisper. "Is he blackmailing you again?"

Kyle's eyebrows arched in disbelief at Stan's words, though they shouldn't have. It actually made perfect sense for Stan to think that with his history with Cartman. Kyle remained speechless for a moment or two, then forced his words out. "Dude, no!"

Stan didn't seem to buy it. Cartman walked over and placed a hand on Stan's shoulder, catching Stan's attention. He hadn't heard what they whispered but he decided to butt in despite what Kyle said.

"Listen Stan, it's-"

Stan cut Cartman's sentence short by turning around and grabbing a fist full of his jacket.

"What did you do to him?!" Stan shouted now holding Cartman by his collar. Kyle jumped back a bit in alarm when Stan so violently turned around. He was still a bit in shock as he now saw Stan up in Cartman's face intimidatingly.

"What?" Cartman could only manage to say, completely confused as to what Stan meant.

"What are you blackmailing him with this time, fatass?!" Stan growled as he glared holes into Cartman.

"Jesus I'm not blackmailing him!" Cartman insisted with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Don't lie to me asshole! You're trying to humiliate him again like you did with that ginger cow shit!"

"Stan, knock it off!" Kyle demanded angrily.

"No! I'm not letting you do this to yourself again!" Stan turned to face Kyle, still clenching Cartman's collar in his fist. "This scumbag is not going to take advantage of you if I can help it!"

"Seriously Stan, you're pissing me off now!" Cartman growled.

"What are you threatening him with?! Tell me already!"

"I'm not fucking threatening him, you stupid asshole!" Cartman shouted back.

"God dammit, stop!" Kyle pushed himself between his two friends, standing defensively in front of Cartman and holding Stan by the wrist. "He's not blackmailing me Stan. Why don't you believe me?"

"It doesn't make sense, Kyle. He's got to be forcing you into this somehow." Stan replied, his voice still harsh and skeptical.

"It's by my own free will, Stan. You have to believe me." Kyle pleaded.

Stan's glare on Cartman lessened, looking down thoughtfully. "You seriously like him?" He asked rather calmly.

Kyle furrowed his brow warily at Stan. "Yeah. .. I do."

"Okay, Kyle," Stan brought his eyes to Kyle's again. "If you really, seriously like Cartman, then you should be able to tell me what exactly it is that you like about him."

Kyle's expression faltered at this, maybe seeming a little more dread filled than intended. He did like Cartman, but to say what he liked about Cartman, right infront of him? Kyle could feel the heat building on his cheeks.

What could he even say? He wasn't about to tell his friends that sex with Cartman was great, or that he was a great cuddler. That was way too embarrassing. He hadn't been boyfriends with Cartman for that long, so what could he say?

Kyle took a deep breath. He'd known Cartman all his life, and he had caught a few things that he'd liked about Cartman. He never had to put them into words, though. This shouldn't be too hard to figure out. " I like... his confidence." Kyle started slowly. "Whenever Cartman decides he's going to do something he follows through decisively. It's something I wish I could have, a lot of times." He tried not to sound timid when he spoke. He kept his eyes on the ground, not wanting to look at anyone.

Kyle took another deep breath, realizing he would have to go on for the sake of seeming genuine. "I like how he can really sweet, but he's not afraid to be blunt. And I like how we can fight about whatever and we can still be okay. I like how he doesn't feel like he doesn't have to fake kindness for the sake of our relationship. And.. and I like how I never feel pressure around him, because he doesn't expect me to be anything but myself."

Heat burned to the tips of Kyle's ears. He stared at the ground, not even wanting to look up to check Stan's reaction. In the span of 15 minutes he'd revealed that he liked men, that he liked Cartman, and now he had to say why in front of all his friends. He felt like he'd die from embarrassment any second.

A pair of thick arms snaking around his torso brought Kyle back to his senses. He looked over his shoulder to find Cartman smiling brightly at him.

"Well I don't know about you guys but I'm pretty sold. Kahl's totally head over heels for me. Aren't you, Kahl?" Cartman cooed teasingly, snuggling Kyle against his chest. Stan stood completely stunned, finding no way to react except for staring at the two of them. Kyle sighed.

"See, this is exactly why I didn't want to say it. Now your ego's all inflated because I said what I liked about you." He complained, squirming away from Cartman's grasp. Cartman laid his head against Kyle's shoulder, looking up at him 'innocently'.

"But Kahl, didn't you say you loved my ego?"

"I said confidence, not ego." Kyle scoffed. "Confidence means you're comfortable with yourself. Having an ego means you're being a dick because you think you're hot shit."

"...I can't believe this." Stan finally spoke again. He did look like he was in complete disbelief.

"Wendy found out about it yesterday. She thought Cartman was blackmailing me too. I decided I had to tell you myself, to make sure you didn't get the wrong idea from her." Kyle explained. He held an apologetic look on his face. It felt so uncomfortably odd to talk about this great relationship he found as if it was terrible news. "I want it to be clear that this was my choice."

Stan stared at Kyle apprehensively still. The way Kyle's face heated up when he talked about Cartman would be convincing enough for anyone. He couldn't help but get a bad feeling from the whole idea though.

"So wait..." Kenny suddenly began, "You said you've been going out for a week?"

Kyle and Cartman exchanged glances. "Basically." Kyle answered simply. He decided his friends didn't need to know the details about how their relationship started off completely sexual.

"So... that girl Ms. Cartman mentioned last Saturday..?"

"There is no girl." Kyle quickly cut in.

"Yeah, my Mom just mistook Kyle's voice for a girl's." Cartman snickered. Kyle shot Cartman a glare.

"So the girl was Kyle..." Kenny registered thoughtfully. "So, you sucked Cartman's dick?"

"Oh my god!" Stan groaned in disgust. Kyle's face flushed red. All this blushing couldn't be good for his body.

"Well not really. He just kinda kissed it a little." Cartman corrected nonchalantly.

"Don't tell him that, Cartman!" Kyle snapped, his voice sounding a bit frantic. "That's between you and me!"

"Oh come on, Kyle. It's just Kenny. He's used to hearing that stuff." Cartman shrugged, gesturing to Kenny's 'innocently' curious looking face.

"I don't care! Besides, do you think Stan wants to hear about it?" Kyle still argued.

"You're right. Stan, cover your ears."

"Just don't talk about it!"

Thankfully the tension was starting to go down now. Even though Kyle was still angry at Cartman for running his mouth he felt a lot more at ease now that their relationship was understood. Kenny seemed to believe them completely. Stan reluctantly sat back down in his seat next to Kyle, which was thankfully some sort of admittance to the idea. Kenny continued fishing while quizzing Cartman.

"So who's on top when you guys do the nasty?" Kenny decided to slip in to the conversation.

"Kenny, come on.." Kyle groaned, covering his face. The fact that Stan wasn't saying anything made him still feel a bit uncomfortable. Cartman chuckled a bit to himself as he drank a can of soda, going along with what Kyle said and not answering the question.

"I'm just asking the obvious question. If you guys started last Saturday and you were already touching each other's dicks at that point then you've probably had sex by now." Kenny reasoned with an amused smile spread across his face. "Then again, I guess I have my answer. It has to be Kyle who tops. If Cartman was topping he would've already crushed Kyle's hip bones."

"Hey! Fuck off Kenny!" Cartman shouted angrily. Kenny began to laugh to himself, making Cartman seethe even more. "I'll have you know that I top more than Kyle does!"

"Cartman! What did I just say?!" Kyle warned.

"Whatever! I'm not letting this poor as shit asshole slander me!"

"Well I hope you're a masochist, Kyle." Kenny mused, smiling slyly at Cartman. Cartman became abruptly silent at the sound of the word. "Before you know it you're gonna start seeing whips and chains in the bedroom or something." Kenny continued.

"Kenny if you don't shut up right now I'm gonna kick your ass." Cartman's voice deadpanned now, contrasting with his previous shouting voice. This caught Kyle's attention. He figured Kenny was just talking out of his ass, but hadn't really considered that Cartman might be a sadist.

"Kick my ass? But you might make Kyle jealous." Kenny teased. As Cartman jumped to his feet Kenny reacted by dropping everything and making a run for it. Cartman chased after Kenny shouting obscenities at him.

Kyle pondered silently to himself. The idea that Cartman might be a sadist hardly surprised him. In fact he probably should have expected that from Cartman, but if that was the case it was kind of curious that Cartman hadn't really been that rough with him in bed. A tinge of pink came over Kyle's face when he thought about it for too long.

"Kyle, what the hell made you want to be in a relationship with that?" Stan asked, gesturing to Cartman who was still trying to catch Kenny.

Kyle sighed. "I already told you what."

"...But you guys argue so much."

"That doesn't matter. We don't take the arguments personally, and it's a good way to release stress." Kyle dismissed easily. Stan pressed his palm against his own forehead, seeming to have trouble comprehending the situation. Kyle couldn't blame him. It must have been weird having to deal with Cartman arguing with his best friend one day and then the next his best friend was telling him that they were together.

But now the hard part was over. Now that his friends knew, he wouldn't have as much to worry about. "You won't tell anyone at school, right?" Kyle asked. Stan shook his head. Kyle flashed Stan a reassured smile. He trusted that Stan and Kenny wouldn't have told anyone anyway, but it didn't hurt to make sure. Cartman eventually stumbled back to the log the boys sat at now completely out of breath.

"Jesus Christ, he runs like a fucking kenyan." Cartman panted. He settled for dropping himself on the ground to take a rest.

"It also helps that he's a lot lighter than you." Kyle added teasingly.

"Shut up Jew," Cartman managed to huff, still trying to regulate his breathing. Kyle smiled to himself. The fact that the common insults came out so freely even though they were in a relationship made him feel very secure, as odd as that might sound. There was still no pressure between the two of them.

Once Kenny came back from his run the four boys returned to normal conversation, deciding to stay at the pond even after business had been settled. Kyle had insisted on it; after all, he'd brought Stan and Kenny with the promise of having a good time. Stan thought fishing was boring as hell, so Kenny ended up urging him to try it, lending Stan his fishing rod. Cartman cracked a joke about Kenny telling Stan to use his rod, but was quickly shot down when Kenny started making more jokes about him and Kyle. The gay jokes seemed less effective when they'd just come out about being gay. Cartman seemed disappointed with this.

"Hey, Congrats on finally getting laid though." Kenny smiled, sitting next to Cartman and patting his back. Cartman grimaced and rolled his eyes.

"Shut up already."

"No I mean it, I'm proud of you dude." Kenny insisted, though it was obvious he was teasing. A playful grin was still on his face. "You found love... It's... kind of a beautiful sight." Kenny sniffled exaggeratedly.

"God dammit!" Cartman groaned, crossing his arms and pouting.

"Uh, Kenny, can you come with me for a second?" Kyle suddenly spoke up. Kenny stared blankly at Kyle, then getting up from his seat and following him into the nearby woods. Cartman was left alone with Stan, making things uncomfortably quiet.

Once Kyle felt they were far enough out of earshot from the other boys, he turned to Kenny.

"I'm sure I don't need to tell you that I don't want anyone else knowing about me and Cartman." He started.

"Sure thing, man." Kenny nodded.

"Also, about that kiss..." Kyle frowned, looking down at the ground.

Kenny looked at Kyle blankly. "Don't worry dude, it didn't mean anything to me either."

A smile of relief formed on Kyle's face. "That's good. I was just confused yesterday. See me and Cartman have been sneaking around for a week but I only made the whole boyfriend thing official yesterday."

Kenny's expression signaled that he understood. "Because of that kiss?" Of course, he'd seen the way Kyle reacted shortly after said kiss. He was beaming red when Cartman tried to talk to him. Kyle was glad that Kenny was good at putting things together.

"Yeah... it felt awful, but it ended up making me realize how much I liked Cartman. So I guess I should be thanking you." Kyle said, smiling happily.

Kenny quirked an eyebrow at Kyle. "I still don't exactly get why you like him, but I guess that's your business."

Kyle nodded. "I remember you said that anyone who got close to him would be driven crazy."

Kenny bristled noticeably. "He uh, seems to be taking it well. I thought he'd push you away like he did to me, but I guess he's not a kid anymore."

Kyle paused. "Wait, what do you mean like he did to you?"

A glimpse of mild surprise flickered on Kenny's face as he realized what he'd just implied. He returned to a neutral expression quickly. "Oh, when we were 8 or so we kind of experimented every now and then. Just a little, with like kissing and petting and stuff. But it never really went anywhere."

Kyle couldn't help but gawk now, undoubtedly shaken by the shock of the new information. "When.. you were kids?"

Kenny shrugged. "It wasn't a big deal. We're both pretty perverted, and it's not like we did anything intimate really. Plus he was being a dick, so it didn't last that long."

Kyle took a moment or two to process the information. He couldn't help but feel a little jealous, but he knew he shouldn't. Kenny clearly wasn't attracted to Cartman anymore, and that had been years ago. Still, it did kind of explain why Cartman had been so bold with him if he'd been used to doing stuff like that before. And also...

"Is that why you think he's a sadist? Because you experienced it..?" Kyle asked hesitantly.

Kenny let out an abrupt laugh. "No, he just told me about it back then. Like I said, we didn't really do anything that bad."

"Huh.. so he is a sadist then..." Kyle thought aloud. Kyle considered the idea for a long while. He wasn't sure if he was a masochist, but he didn't exactly want to find out. As far as he knew he hated pain. But if it would enhance the experience for Cartman, he wondered if he could take a little bit of pain for his sake.

Kyle grimaced at the thought. Even if Cartman liked being sadistic, he was sure he preferred the sweeter side of Cartman.

"Is that all you wanted to talk about?" Kenny asked.

"Oh uh," Kyle started, bringing himself out of his thoughts. He sifted through his memory for a second to figure out what it was he wanted to tell Kenny before Kenny threw him off course with that whole 'we messed around when we were kids' thing. "Oh yeah. I wanted to ask you to not say anything about the kiss to Cartman, or anyone for that matter."

Kenny laughed. "Yeah no shit. He'd have my head if I told him I kissed his new boyfriend."

Kyle returned the laugh, although he was still a bit unsettled by the situation.


Cartman sat in silence, idly chewing on a piece of jerky as he waited for the other two boys to return. He could still feel Stan giving him passing glares but he chose to ignore it. He didn't feel like pissing him off again. Stan wasn't the type to get physically violent, but when he did he could kick anyone's ass. It wasn't so much fear though, it would just be really tedious if he got in a fight with Stan. Kyle would probably nag him to death afterwards.

"So what do you like about Kyle?" Stan asked. He didn't move his eyes off of the water, pretending to be focused on fishing.

"What are you, his dad now?" Cartman joked. "What's not to like about him?"

"I want to make sure you're not trying to fuck him over." Stan replied in a sigh.

"Nope, just trying to fuck him." Cartman said nonchalantly as he bit into his snack. Stan chose this opportunity to turn his head to Cartman and glare.

"You better not just be using him for sex. That's my best friend you're talking about." Stan's voice became threatening. Cartman frowned at Stan.

"Jesus christ Stan, chill out. I like him, okay?" Cartman gave lamely.

Stan forced his expression to soften, but he was still on edge. "If you do anything to hurt him, I swear I'll make your life a living hell." He said in the calmest voice he could muster.

Cartman couldn't help but stare incredulously now.

He knew Stan would be pissed off, but it was actually pretty appalling to him how little Stan trusted him.

6:00 PM

With the sun going down now the boys decided to leave Stark's Pond. Stan and Kenny were splitting off to visit their girlfriends. Stan offered to drive Kyle and Cartman home, but much to Stan's dismay the two declined. The discomfort Stan felt when they did was clearly visible on his face. The sun was setting and the boys were half-way home now.

"God damn, I'm sure glad to be away from Stan." Cartman voiced in an irritated manner.

"He just needs some time to get used to it. I can't blame him for being skeptical about you." Kyle admitted. The two kept their voices low as to avoid anyone overhearing them.

"That's just great. The one time I'm serious about something and everyone thinks I'm trying to pull some shit anyway." Cartman pouted.

"That's how it goes. The boy who cried wolf."

"Huh?"

"What, you haven't heard that story?" Kyle asked in disbelief.

"What story?" Cartman asked.

"The boy thought it was funny to scare the townsfolk by acting like there was a wolf in town. He did it over and over again, getting people riled up for nothing and pissing them off. Then when a wolf finally did show up, nobody believed the kid and he got eaten by the wolf."

"Haha, what a stupid asshole." Cartman snickered. Kyle rolled his eyes.

"If you keep tricking people over and over, soon they'll lost all their trust in you." He clarified.

"Oh come on, I was just a kid. Kids lie all the time. Stan should know that." Cartman retorted with a dismissive shrug. Kyle released a small sigh. They both knew Cartman was downplaying his previous actions phenomenally. But it had been a few years since Cartman had done anything that was ginger cow caliber.

In response to Kyle's silence, Cartman draped his arm around Kyle's waist and pulled him closer as they continued to walk. Kyle felt his heart skip a beat, then found himself smiling shyly.

"Hey, now that the guys know about us, we'll have a much easier time sneaking around." Cartman pointed out.

Kyle laughed. "Yeah, now we only have to worry about the rest of the town. Big improvement."

"Oh don't be such a downer." Cartman leaned in closer. " C'mon, let's go to my house. I'll cheer you right up." He dragged a finger across Kyle's chest playfully.

That's right, they hadn't done it in a while. Kyle started to get that tingling feeling just thinking about it now. He then sighed, remembering his tests.

"Not tonight. I have to study."

Cartman's expression immediately faltered. "Seriously? But we haven't done it in forever!"

"It's only been 3 days. You can wait until tomorrow." Kyle hoped that Cartman wouldn't press further. He was definitely in the mood for sex too, but he had to prioritize school first.

"But Kaahhlll!" Cartman whined.

"Ugh," Kyle groaned almost instinctively upon hearing Cartman's annoying whining voice. Thankfully when Cartman did this it was a complete turn off, so he could fend him off easily. "Look, I have a bunch of tests this week so I have to make sure I know everything I'm supposed to. We can do whatever you want tomorrow. In the meantime Cartman, why don't you give studying a try?"

Cartman pulled back his arm from Kyle's waist and folded his arms. "Fine," He pouted. Kyle was a little disheartened at the loss of Cartman's heat against his body, but decided against giving in, in any manner.

"Don't be a baby."

"I'm not!"


Kyle found it hard to concentrate on his studies in his current state of mind. He'd still been thinking about what Kenny said to him. The idea of Kenny experimenting with Cartman wasn't too hard to wrap his head around. Even as a kid Kenny was the guy that could tell him whatever he needed to know when it came to dirty things. That was probably how it happened. Cartman probably ended up going to ask Kenny about sexual things and then they started experimenting.

Kyle knew it didn't matter to Kenny anymore, and it probably didn't matter to Cartman either, but he still felt like he needed to know how it happened. And for whatever reason, he wanted to know when it started and when it ended.

Admittedly, he wanted to know all about it.

It wasn't even necessarily that he felt jealous, the two were freakin' 8 at the time, but the curiosity was killing him.

Before Kyle knew it, he'd just sat there lost in his own thoughts and only got a little bit of work done by the time his curfew hit. His Mom popped in to tell him to go to sleep, and he had to settle for probably winging it on the tests.

Kyle didn't have trouble getting to sleep however, as all the stress at Stark's Pond had effectively worn him out. His eyes fluttered shut, and before he knew it he was sleeping like a rock.


"Psst... Kahl." A voice called from the darkness of Kyle's room. From his sleep Kyle drifted awake, allowing his vision to come back to him. When he turned his head he found Cartman kneeling at the side of his bed in the dark.

Kyle sat up quickly, shaking himself awake to make sure he wasn't just seeing things. He wasn't. Cartman had sneaked into his room again. His initial reaction was anger, but he didn't want to yell and alert his family.

"Cartman what the hell are you doing?!" Kyle hissed under his breath. The room was dark, but his bed was near the window so Kyle could still make out Cartman's grin from the moonlight.

"I came to visit you."

Kyle glanced over at his alarm clock. "It's three in the morning!"

Cartman laughed softly. "Yeah, it's 'tomorrow' now." Kyle responded with a unimpressed frown.

"You can't be here. If my parents come up and see you here they're gonna have both of our heads." Kyle whispered incessantly. His eyebrows arched when Cartman decided to slip under the blankets and crawl into bed with him. "Cartman," Kyle growled, about to go off again but was cut off when a finger pressed to his lips.

"It's fine. I locked your door before I woke you up." Cartman whispered. "All we have to do is be quiet and we won't get caught."

Kyle's eyes wandered in the direction of his door in recognition of what Cartman said. When Kyle brought his gaze back to Cartman the look in his eyes made it plainly obvious that he was definitely considering letting Cartman stay.

Cartman smiled and pulled Kyle into a kiss, pulling their bodies close together. Kyle let his desire take him over, eagerly sliding his hands up Cartman's torso in a sensual manner as he kissed back. As the kisses became more intense Cartman urged Kyle to press his back against the bed, pinning him down and breaking the kiss.

Cartman moved to place his hips between Kyle's legs, making sure not to make the bed creak too abruptly with his movement. Kyle could feel himself getting hard with the lower half of his partner's body pressed against his own. Cartman stroked Kyle's wrist with one hand, then leaning down to press his lips against the boy's collarbone.

"How much do you think we can get away with?" Cartman teased in a soft quiet voice. He continued to kiss at Kyle's collarbone, slowly moving up the neck.

"Mmm.. not much.. you're making it difficult," Kyle whispered, trying to not voice a moan as he felt Cartman's tongue slide against his skin.

"Yeah.. you're loving this aren't you Kyle.." Cartman murmured huskily in between kisses. "I bet you missed it as much as I did..."

Kyle's breathing became quick as Cartman worked him up. Cartman could feel Kyle squirm against him in pleasure, his dick becoming rapidly harder. Cartman smiled at Kyle, sliding his own erect cock against Kyle's. He continued kissing at Kyle's neck.

"I want you so bad, Kyle..." He whispered sensually, slowly rocking his hips fluidly against Kyle's. "I want to fuck you so fucking hard.." He sounded like he was right on the verge of moaning.

The sound of Cartman's words caused Kyle to pant excitedly, doing his best not to become vocal. It was getting increasingly difficult. Cartman sat up and smirked at Kyle, biting down lightly on his own lip. He pressed his pelvis against Kyle's, easing his motion slowly against him.

Kyle lied his head back against his pillow and shut his eyes, trying to ignore the need to moan. "You're gonna get us caught like this..." Kyle groaned lightly.

"It's fine, I can just do this." Cartman placed his hand over Kyle's mouth to muffle it. "You can moan just a little if you want to," He smirked, sliding his other hand under Kyle's pajama pants and stroking Kyle's leaking cock. Kyle moaned softly almost on command, most of the sound being successfully smothered out by Cartman's hand.

An unexpected gasp of arousal came from Cartman as he held Kyle's mouth shut. The situation he was in, being in so much control of Kyle's pleasure, was incredibly arousing to him. Thankfully the noise Cartman made wasn't too loud. He resumed to rub against Kyle again, this time a little too eagerly. Kyle seemed to love it though, as he moaned even louder against Cartman's hand. Cartman reactively pressed his palm firmly against Kyle's mouth.

"Unnh... shit.." Cartman moaned. He didn't think it would be this hard to hold back moaning, but it was proving to be extremely difficult now. "Damn.. I guess we can't..." He sighed, uncovering Kyle's mouth. Kyle stared confusedly at Cartman, who now climbed off of him.

"What are you talking about?" Kyle asked in frustration that Cartman stopped. "They wouldn't be able to hear that."

"Well, they'd still hear me if I started moaning." Cartman replied scooting to the edge of the bed. "I can't help my own moans, Kyle. Not when I'm this excited."

Kyle groaned and crossed his arms. "Well thanks for working me up."

"No problem." Cartman replied, ignoring the obvious sarcasm. He gave Kyle a quick peck on the lips, then standing up and starting to head toward the window. "I'm gonna go home and jack off now." He said as he climbed through the window. "See you in a few hours~"

Kyle watched Cartman close the window and leave. He lied back and sighed, deciding to stroke himself as well. The fact that Cartman stopped himself before he'd get them both caught was definitely a good thing, but for him to just abruptly stop like that was so cruel. Kyle was enjoying it so much. It was admittedly thrilling to have Cartman just be in complete control like that, and to just lie back and experience the whole event. The idea of being submissive to him like that wasn't something he'd want to have all the time obviously... but it was definitely exciting to do sometimes.

Kyle stared at his ceiling, silently wondering what else he might be into that he didn't know about yet.

Chapter End.

God damn this was a difficult chapter to write. I proofread for a while, but I'm not sure how much else I could fix the wording. I hope you guys like this one too!