"M'kay class, We're going to see a theatre performance today," Mr. Mackey droned. Some people looked excited, others not too crazy about the idea and expressed that with the bored looks on their faces.
Kyle was sitting next to the Stan on the bus, all the way to the back. Across the row was Kenny and Butter and in the seats in front of them, Craig and Tweek were sitting and sharing Craig's scarf.
"I wonder what this looks like in person," Kyle smiled.
"You've seen a Japanese theatre production before?" Stan asked with an eye raised.
"It was a Kabuki play, but I saw it online," Kyle said resting his head on Stan's shoulder. Stan had to bite his tongue and pull at his muscles for him to not jump at the initial shock of Kyle doing that. Sure, they've been in this position before, but now it feels different. Stan mentally took a deep breath and told himself they've done this before and to quit freaking out before he scares his little Jew away. Shakily, he snakes his arm around Kyle's back to rest on his shoulders, but Kyle took that moment to stretch his arms forward, making Stan's hand fall to the next jutting curve, Kyle's hip.
"M'kay, glad to see you're all so enthusiastic. The bus ride is going to be an hour long, so if you have to use the bathroom, please take this ten minute start up time to do so, M'kay?" Mr. Mackey said.
A little over half of the students stepped off the bus and went in the hotel to use the bathroom one last time before they got to the theatre. The students to who didn't move were asleep, Craig and Tweek was listening to Craig's music together, Dylan and Evan were smoking, and Stan was trying his damnedest to play it cool with Kyle.
"Who needs a bathroom when we have all the space we need right here?" Butter whispered in Kenny's ears. Kenny had to bite back a moan when Butters nipped at his ear lobe. Maybe they were right about Butters when they diagnosed him as a hypersexual being. Either way, he was doing nothing more than teasing Kenny this whole time, and not once has he let Kenny cum.
"What're you gonna do?" Kenny all but purred when Butters began to palm himself. He used his other hand to slowly unzip Kenny, who decided to wear boxers for once. He'd figured it'd help him not get scraped to death by his zipper. Butters' fingers slipped through the front slit of the boxers and guided Kenny's hard on out, standing proudly at attention with a precum salute.
Butters looked up at Kenny as he lightly trailed his finger like a butterfly, up and down Kenny's cock. From base to tip. He then started to tease the tip. Kenny was taking deep breaths, in substitute for the moans that were threatening to release themselves.
He, however, couldn't help the moan that escaped his mouth when Butters lowered his mouth over just the head. He could feel Butters' tongue swirling around the slit and sculpting the precum with the tip of his own tongue. Kenny clawed at the cloth seats of the bus and grit his teeth. His head flew back and he nearly screamed whn Butters took all nine inches of him in one swallow. He bit his lip and screwed his eyes shut as the smaller blonde bobbed up and down, sucking like it was his job, and licking it as if were the most delicious treat on the planet.
Everyone seemed to be in their own little bubble, not noticing the amorous activities that were taking place mere feet away, but blocked by the tall seats of the bus. Sure enough, no one heard when Kenny called out Butters' name in a string of profanities and shot his load in Butters' mouth.
Everyone who was coming back on the bus didn't notice anything out of the ordinary with the two blondes. Kenny was sitting there trying to contain himself, and Butters was sitting next to him, happily humming a tune to a child's rhyme.
"Hey Butters, you kinda got something white on your lip," Kevin Stoley said and gestured to where the mess was by using his own mouth as a mirrored map.
Butters' tongue poked out and swiped up the mess in one clean stroke.
"Must've been the cream I drank this morning," he happily chirped as he slid hand into Kenny's hand and held it, a gesture not missed by Kevin.
"Aw, I knew you two liked each other," he smiled as he sat down and continued playing some game on his Gameboy.
Butters led Kenny's hand to his crotch and he leaned over to whisper softly in Kenny's ear. "I'm gonna need you to take care of that when we get to the theatre. I feel you'd be a perfect fit for the job," he said, making sure his breath crawled up Kenny's, now beet red, neck.
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They've been sitting there for what seemed like forever, watching the Japanese play, the men that were in the female make up were only slightly convincing. The seats they had weren't the best seeing as they were to the back of the theatre and the building was dark to begin with.
Craig was watching intently though, being a fan of Asian arts, mainly tai chi, but he loved acting as well. He watched as they dramatically portrait the characters and coordinated in fight scenes.
"GAH!" a squeal came as another actor slashed the other. Craig winced, missing part of the speech that the dying actor called out. His seat began to vibrate. He glanced over at Tweek who looked freaked out of his mind.
"OH GOD!" he squeaked again as the wife committed suicide.
A few shushes and hushes were thrown their way. Craig got a bit angry when he saw that a bunch of his classmates where the ones who told him. He scowled at them, making them shake in fear and turn their attention to the play. Craig turned his attention to Tweek who was just about to let out another deafening squeal, but Craig wanted to hear the next part He grabbed Tweek's collar and pulled him over the arm rest to let his mouth collide with the coffee flavored blonde's. Tweek's eyes widened, but then Craig began playing with his hair, making his twitching suffice and body relaxed. Craig slowly pulled away and held onto Tweek's coffee brown mitten clad hand.
"Sh. The show is getting good," was all Craig whispered when he kissed Tweek's cheek and turned his head just in time for him to see the main character start a battle with his twin brother.
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"That was amazing!" Kyle cheered as they boarded the bus, "Did you see the fluidity of their moments? And that battle was so well choreographed!" Kyle cheered as soon as they hit their seat and sat. He was holding onto Stan's hand and smiling brightly.
"Yeah, totally," Stan said nervously, trying to relate to his friend.
"How can you tell if you were sleeping up till the last five minutes, which was also beautiful. I never thought killing yourself could look pretty, but throw in some cherry blossoms and it's practically like a fairytale."
It was time for dinner, but the class was eating at a restaurant this time. Stan and Kyle sat at a table with Craig and Tweek. Tweek was looking like he was trying to calculate something that was unreal, and Craig was calmly eating his unagi.
"See? People do eat octopus," Kyle said with a victorious smirked as he motioned to Tweek's plate.
"Don't make me spank you," Stan said.
"Oh I think we could both enjoy that, Mr. Marsh," Kyle purred in Stan's ear and chuckled, "Now you're all red."
"Hey, just out of unnatural curiosity, do either one of you know where Cartman is?" Craig asked as he began swallowed another piece of eel.
"What? Of course not," Kyle chuckled.
"Okay, so we do have something to discuss later," Craig said with a raised eyebrow.
"Are you out to snitch on us if we did do anything?" Stan asked, ready to defend Kyle in a heartbeat.
"What joy would that bring me?" Craig asked, "I just wanna know if his randomly missing status is long term or not."
"We'll talk, Craig," Kyle smiled. Craig smirked and nodded.
Dinner went on with light conversation and making fun of Cartman. That is until Wendy came by and purposefully let her swaying hips hit the back of Stan's chair as she was walking back to her seat. Stan merely rolled his eyes and glared in her direction.
"I'll be right back," Kyle said.
"Where are you going?" Stan questioned.
"Bathroom," Kyle said as he skittered away.
When Stan looked back to his company, Craig had an eyebrow raised and Tweek looked as if he had a great realization.
"That's how I feel," Tweek said turning to Craig and pointing at Stan and Kyle's empty seat.
"So you figured it out?" Craig smiled warmly. He turned his attention to Stan and made eye contact.
"Go to him," Craig said. As if glamoured by a vampire, Stan stood and made his way to the bathroom. He found Kyle at the sinks, checking his teeth in the mirrors. Stan didn't have a chance to think about his actions before his body acted and strode over to Kyle, turned him over, and gave him a smoldering and desperate kiss.
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I'm pretty proud of this chapter. I want to say thank you lots to everyone who's been favoriting and following and reviewing. You guys really do inspire me to complete this fanfiction. At first I was going to deleted the story around chapter seven, but then I thought "that wouldn't be fair to the people who actually read this" I can't tell you how many times I've read a story, waited for the review, and instead got a deletion notice.
I swear to you guys, I'll finish this story.
~ L.k.G.