"Craig," I turn over. "Craig, wake up!" I grab the hand shaking my shoulder, roughly and open my eyes. Stan stares back at me, wide eyed. I guess me grabbing his hand surprised him and the glare too. I glared badly. I'm just not a morning person. "Sorry... but your phone was ringing... and it's eleven already... just thought you might wanna be woken up, but, sorry if that wasn't the case."

I groan, sitting up. "My phone...?" Wait... "My phone!" I grab my phone up and unlock it. Two missed calls from Tweek. "What the fuck?! Why didn't you wake me up earlier!" I hit him and he groans because I hit him in the stomach and backs away from me. I hit the call back and wait.

"Hey," He says.

"Hi," I reply. "Sorry. I was sleeping..."

"Sorry for waking you."

"No, it's good."

"I was just wondering when you were gonna come over."

I throw the blanket off my body and grab my duffel bag that I threw in the corner. I start digging through it with one hand. "I'm getting ready right now." I find a decent shirt and jeans and boxers and grab my toothbrush. "I gotta take a shower first though."

I hear him laugh a little. "Craig, calm down. We have all the time in the world. I didn't call you to stress you out."

"I know... but... I want this to be perfect."

He scoffs. "What's perfect?"

"You're perfect."

The lines quiet but then he burst out laughing. "I can't with you sometimes. Like, out of all the things you could have said." He catches his breath. "Don't worry about it, Craig, seriously." He keeps saying my name and it's making me... I don't know... I head down the hall to the bathroom. "Take your time. Have a nice hot shower and then eat breakfast and then come over and we'll play some video games, watch a movie, and chill alright?" How modest. Like that's all we're gonna be doing. I have plans for today but sleeping in was not fucking one of them! "Perfection is an unrealistic goal and it shouldn't be something you aspire for."

I roll my eyes. "Everyone has their own opinion." And by the end of tonight you'll have changed yours because it will be perfect.

He sighs, "Whatever. Text me when your on your way, okay?"

"Yeah, okay,"

"Have a nice shower, Craig.." He says before hanging up.

I rush in the shower, scrubbing myself. I wouldn't want to stink. I know he said to relax but I also have to get something before I go to his house. I washed my hair today which I only do every couple of days so I probably won't again for a while. I hop out of the shower and brush my teeth and hair while it's still wet. I dry myself with the towel and pull on my boxers, jeans, and shirt. Then I go back to Stan's room and grab some money out of a sock in my bag. I put the socks on and then my boots.

"I'm going out." I tell Stan before rushing down the stairs. I stop to have a quick conversation with his parents and then FINALLY I get to my car and start driving, but like I said before. It's a small town so driving there would literally take two minutes. But I also have to make a stop. Once I'm done getting what I need. I head over to Tweek's. I park in his empty driveway and walk up to his door. It swings open before I even knock though.

Tweek's standing in the door frame, smiling brightly. "Sup." He greets me, letting me in. I nod in response. He's wearing a large T shirt that comes mid-thigh. It's dark gray with a black robot head on it. But that's all he's wearing. As far as I can tell. He might be wearing underwear. Might. He nods towards the bag. "What's that?"

"Snacks..." I partially lie. Some of it's true. I got chips and cookies. Not all I got but I did get it.

"Oh." He nods. "So, how was Stan yesterday?" He asks. "I can't believe out of all people to stay with you chose him."

"I didn't just choose him. I chose somebody that I knew for sure would let me stay with them."

He motions me to follow him and we head up the stairs. "Yeah, but why would Stan for sure let you stay?" He opens his room door for me. He cleaned up. There's no more trash on the floor and all his clothes are crammed into a hamper in the corner. There's still his stuff cluttered around but it's better than it was before.

"It's the childhood friends cliché." I explain, sitting on his made bed. "But the as we got older we stopped hanging out cliché too."

He nods. "Okay,"

Man, is he wearing any underwear? Knowing him I'd say no. But knowing him you can't make assumptions about anything. His hair isn't straightened. It's wavy. It's cute. Again he has his bangs pinned but this time they're up and not to the side. Still so adorable... Should I ask him if he's wearing underwear? It'd get sexual real quick. But isn't that why I came over today. Still. Then I remember something. "Tweek?"

"Yes?" He flops down on the bed next to me, pulling his knees up and resting his hands on them and his head on his hands. His head is turned to me and he raises his eyebrows, expectantly. I'd be focused on his position if my question wasn't kind of serious.

"You said your mom was going to the doctor, didn't you? What happened? Is she hurt?"

His eyes suddenly stare at the floor. "No. She's sick." Is all he says, indicating that he either doesn't want to talk about it or doesn't want to tell me. But I don't care.

"Is she gonna be okay?"

He shrugs, "How should I know? I'm not her."

He's being stubborn. Something must be wrong with her if Tweek's acting like this. Maybe he really just doesn't care. Or she made him mad. Or Vince did something to her and she's really not sick... I don't know and Tweek won't tell me so... whatever. I'll let it go but only because now I am focusing on his sitting position. If only I could lean... just a little... and see without him knowing.

Apparently Tweek finally decided to look at me again when I was doing just that. When our eyes meet again his are slightly widened and he blinks at me. "What are you doing?"

I'm trying to see if you're wearing underwear. What does it look like?! Even though I don't say that it might as well be plastered all over my face when I quickly sit up straight. The ends of his lip curl up and he smiles softly. "You're really stupid, you know?" He tells me move his feet to hang off the bed like me.

Jesus, you don't have to tell me. I know. I just need to know. "Tweek, are you wearing underwear?"

His smiles turns into a wicked smirk. "Why don't you find out?"

My heart instantly starts to pick up it's speed as I stare at his legs all the way up to wear the shirt barely covers his lower region but enough to where I can't tell, dammit. If his boxers weren't so short then I'd know. I would be able to see them. I've been anticipating being alone with him for the past two days. So if we start I won't stop until I can't move and that's a promise. Flashes of a naked Tweek under me begging me to stop or at least slow down and me going faster because of it. Damn. I feel it.

"Hellooo?" He asks with a wave of his hand in my face. "What are you thinking about, Craig?" He asks with a raised pierced eyebrow and a smirk. This is enough. I want to know. And dammit I want to know now. I wanna touch him too. I want to taste him. I want to smell him. I swallow. But I also want to just hang out. He said he had a movie and everything and I would just ruin it with my fucking hormones and lack of self control...

I take a deep breath. "Later." I tell him. In my head I'm cursing myself out. Why wouldn't I attack Tweek?! Because with the way I'm going I probably wouldn't stop and I don't want to ruin our first time.

He moves so his legs hang off the edge of the bed. He smiles and shrugs, "We'll get around to it, huh?" I laugh. He's so stupid... and cute and his legs... damn it. He's right though. Suddenly my stomach growls and my laughing stops and his begins. "You didn't eat breakfast!" He laughs harder. "I told you to calm down and eat!" He pushes himself to his feet. "C'mon, idiot." I get up and follow him downstairs. That shirt is tiny! So how is it that I can't manage to see ANYTHING?! Goddamn, I sound like a real pervert. But, I mean... fuck.

In Tweek's kitchen he pulls his freezer opens and pulls out a bag of pizza pockets. He holds it up and waits for me to respond. I nod my head and he nods back. He pours a bunch out onto a plate he pulled out of a cabinet and then shove it all into his microwave. He punches in a few numbers and then turns around, leaning against the counter.

I stare at him until he looks up at me. "Yeah?"

Okay, so I can have until the timer on the microwave runs out. I tell myself approaching him, placing my hands on the counter behind him on each side of his body pressing my chest against his. I stare down at him and mirror his smirk.

I take his lips with mine, lightly at first but gradually pressing harder, moving his lips apart with my tongue so I could enter his mouth. Our eyes open at almost the same time and his hands move to my waist, slowly drifting down to my ass. He grips me through my jeans and I growl. He moans in response and my hands go up to his back holding him on me harder. I want to be as close as possible. One of my hands moves to his thigh and caresses his skin, gently. He moans again and the microwave beeps. DAMMIT!

I sigh letting him go but he smirks giving my ass one more good squeeze before releasing me. "Nice, firm," He says while pulling the plate out of the microwave. "Like two ripe apples from god placed perfectly next to each other. Mmm..." He moans again, thinking about it, his eyes closed. "Anyway," He says, grabbing some napkins. "Get two cups outta there, would ya?"

I obediently pull two glasses out of the cabinet as he kicks open the fridge. "Coke, kool-aid, ice tea... what sounds good, babe?"

I snort at the nickname. Babe? God damn... Shaking my head I answer, "Ice tea, I guess."

He nods. "Same here. Get that I'm gonna set up the movie." I walks out of the kitchen and I watch him until he's gone. Then I grab the tea out of the fridge and pour a thirds way for both glasses. I take one in each hand and bring it out. Tweek's just standing up from the TV. He goes over and sits on the couch. I sit next to him and put my arm around him. He leans into me and I rest my head on his. The movie begins and we start eating. We actually didn't make out the whole time. Though, fifteen minutes in we did start talking instead of watching the movie. "Ruby is mad because I left her." I don't know how or why we ended up talking about my parents but whatever. It feels good to just talk about it sometimes and not be worried about getting judged.

"She's your sister. She cares about you. She's probably upset about you abruptly leaving like you did. You should be nicer to her." He suggests and he's right. And I know it.

"Yeah, I'm gonna take her out some time. I don't know when." I shrug. "Soon though. Wanna come?"

He smiles. "Yeah. I'd like to see her again. And food."

I snort. I stare down at him on my chest. I really wanna know what's up with his mom. I haven't seen her and he hasn't really talked about her since we've started dating except that time at the park. I guess that, alone is enough though isn't it? He's probably stressed out about Vince cheating on her and then her being sick. I hope he's fine. And I hope he talks to me if he's not.

His eyes are closed. I wonder if he's sleeping. "I'm bored." He says, suddenly. I guess he wasn't. His eyes open and he sits up. "I want to do something else. Did you wanna finish the movie?"

I shrug, "Maybe later or some other time..."

"Alright." He leans forward to grab the remote off the coffee table and clicks the movie pause. "What'd ya wanna do now?" He stands, stretching.

I stare at his bare legs, now in my face, dazed. My heart picks up as my mind races through ideas of what I wanted to do. That's what he asked right? Shit, he was talking to me wasn't he?

I blink and look up at him. I still don't know. I would like to know very much though, however. "Uh..."

He laughs, "C'mon." He says, moving to go back upstairs. I push myself up off the couch and hurry after him. Once we're in his room he shuts the door and then clicks it locked.

Then, in a flash, considering I had a lot of time to think about what I would do and Tweek was just sitting there staring at me, I had him pinned to the bed. Making sure his wrists were tightly held by my fingers I move my leg over him to the other side of his body. I don't know what my face looks like and his isn't giving me any hints. He looks... I don't know. Caught of guard, definitely. Shocked, a little... And what is that? Whatever it is it makes my stomach clench and my dick twitch. Frightened.

But then he smirks. I like that he does so I know he's not really scared but also it takes the weird sensation I felt before away. I wonder why.

The first things I think about are one, tie him up and two, lift the shirt. Which do I do first? Let's leave the shirt for last because it's sexier not knowing somehow. As for the tying up... I bring his hands together with only one of mine and start to undo my belt as quickly as I can with one hand without fumbling. Once that's done I pull it free of my pants and begin to wrap it around his wrists, leaning forward my lips skim over his ear and he shivers. I let my tongue graze over his piercings lightly as I loop the belt and tighten it as much as possible. "It's too tight." He complains and I smirk. Why did I intentionally make it too tight? So he'd be uncomfortable. I tighten it more. My hands aren't done yet. I look the extra of my belt around a rail in the headboard of his bed and double knot it in place and then sit up on my knees over him. I do it for more than one reason. To make myself bigger than him, like to show dominance. I don't know why I felt the need but yeah. Then to take off my jacket. I shrug it off my shoulder and pull my arm out and then the other one and toss it over the edge of the bed. While I'm at it I tug my tight V neck over my head and throw it in the same place on top of my jacket. Looking back at Tweek with an almost evil expression. His is kind of worried. Probably because he's never seen me like this before. Hell, neither have I. But I like it.

I kiss him lightly to comfort him but change it quickly when my tongue invades his mouth. This is the first time I've been controlling and I love it. My tongue roams all around his mouth. His just moving against mine. I hear him tug on his hands and can't suppress my chuckle. It seems mean but I like that he wants to but can't. It gives me a sense of power.

He whimpers, "Craig... I wanna touch you."

"Well then it sucks that you can't, huh?" My hands however drift over his waist to his hips and then onto his thighs. My touch was light enough to where I couldn't tell if he was wearing anything under the shirt. Time to find out I guess. My hands, now on his thighs slip underneath the hem of his shirt. Under the fabric. When there's nothing all the way back up to his stomach I smirk even harder. He wasn't. That's hot.

"Don't judge me." He says, looking away. "I'm not a slut. I'm just lazy." He explains. I don't really care though.
I lift his shirt completely exposing him. His face blushes even though he keeps his expression like he doesn't care. He does. He knows I know he does. He looks so delicious. He won't look at me. I grab his chin with my hand and lift his face to look at me. He narrows his eyes. Tweek's got too much dignity but it's my goal to get him to beg for me. I don't know if I want him begging for more or begging for me to stop. Either way I want to shred his dignity. I want him vulnerable and bare in front of me. Just me though. He can see it in my eyes. My hand runs up his thigh and he squirms under me. He tries to pull his face out of my hand but I just tighten my grip and smirk. "Look at me." His eyes snap up to mine and we keep the contact. His big green eyes. I've never seen someone with this color green before I met him. They're beautiful. I lean in and and peck him on the lips. My hand on his thigh grasps his erection in my hand. He sucks in air and closes his eyes. I stroke him lightly, watching him under me. I watch his expressions change from the pleasure, I watch his back arch and his hips thrust into my hands begging me to go faster, I watch his hands tugging at the belt.

My heart is beating really fast. I stop stroking him. I could have not done it at all but I knew it'd be worse if I started and didn't finish.

When I move my hand from him completely he whines. "You're terrible." He can barely speak.

"Tweek..."

"Hmf?" I know what I want to say but can't. Just spit it out, Craig. I can't. He opens his eyes and looks at me. "What?" Maybe I shouldn't even have to ask. Maybe I should just do it.

"Can I use my fingers?"

His face flushes, even more than mine. He looks away from me quickly. "Yeah, of course, Craig." He says softly. It sounds so foreign for his voice. I can feel it. His dignity is slowly fading. It gives me power. Him being tied down under me. I reach over the edge of the bed and grab my bag. I pull the bottle of lube I bought out of my bag and then throw the bag to the side for later.

Shit, now I'm nervous. This is the first time I've ever done anything like this with a guy. What if he doesn't like it? Or I do it wrong? I mean, the only way I can know is if I ask and I'm sure he'll be honest and we can figure it out together because this is his first time too isn't it? He said he was a virgin but didn't say how far he's ever gone with someone. Whatever. Don't think about that right now.

I pour the lube on my fingers and then I pour some on his entrance. I'm nervous. I want to feel that power from before. I gotta remember how it feels and be confident. I have the power right now because he's tied up. I can do whatever I want to him. I'm gonna pleasure him in every way possible. I insert my finger slowly and his eyes close again. I add another finger and push deeper inside of him. He makes a muffled noise and I look at his face. He's completely red and his eyes are tightly held shut but like he's enjoying it and wants to moan. I lean down and peck him once more on the lips, I then trail kisses down his neck and chest all the way to his harden cock and take the tip in my mouth sucking on it only and licking swirls around it with my tongue. "Craig," He pulls on the belt and once again his arms are restrained. "Ah, it's..." His words melt into a moan that makes me almost let out a moan myself. I thrust my fingers in him deeper and he arches his back and cries out. I reach my free hand up and pull on his nipple. "No..." He whines arching his back further. I'm worried he'll break it. I roll his nipple between my fingers while at the same time thrusting deeper and harder with my fingers and taking more of him in my mouth. He cries out again in pleasure. "I'm gonna come." He states, breathless. So breathless that he can't even pant.

At his words I sit back up on my knees over him. He's so gone he doesn't even realize it or open his eyes. His chest rising and dropping quickly as he regains his breath. I put a hand on his waist and suddenly flip him over on his knees, His back arched beautifully. He yelps, surprised. The belt twists so his wrists aren't bent awkwardly but still the belt isn't long enough for him to put them down so they're kind of hanging above his head which he digs into his sheets when I continue stroking him and penetrating him with my fingers. "Tweek," I finally speak. I start undoing my pants as he answers.

"Mmm..." His voice is muffled from the sheets. Once my pants are open I pull my throbbing member out and pump myself a few times before reaching back over to the bag and pulling out the box of condoms. I basically tear through the cardboard for the plastic package inside. I grab one quickly and tear it with my mouth since my other hand is still on Tweek. I started going slower so he could hold it longer. While stroking I use my other hand to unroll the condom over my shaft and then I grab the lube and pour a little more on just to be safe. I place my head at his entrance and he gasps. "Wait, Craig,"

"What?" I stop.

"Um..." He lifts his head a little.

"What is it, Tweek?" I ask, softly.

"It's just... this is m-my first time... and..." He stutters. "I'm scared." He finally spits out, burrowing his head back into the bed. He's so cute. I lean forward so that my chest is pressed against his back and my head is on his shoulder.

I bite his ear lightly. "I'll be gentle and go slow, okay?" I kiss his ear. "It's okay. I'm nervous too, Tweek." I leaned on him like this to comfort him and also so he could feel how hard my heart was pounding in my ribs. It was probably going a million miles an hours. It was so fast it made it hard to breath. "Tell me when it hurts and I'll stop and go slower okay?" He nods into the bed.

Instead of sitting back up I move in my current position. I reach down and put my head back at his entrance and he makes a noise in anticipation. I push in slightly and slowly. I don't want to hurt him his first time and make him hate it.

He's really tight. Maybe I didn't stretch him enough? But I did as much as I could with my fingers. I push in deeper and he cries out. "Stop!" I halt. His body is trembling under me. I kiss his neck a few times. We're both pretty sweaty and my body pressed against his like this is arousing me so much more since he told me to stop so now I'm focusing on that. I lick his neck and turns his head with a moan. "Okay. Go." He says.

I push in more and we groan together. He's really hot inside and tight. "Tweek, relax," My voice is hoarse, for what reason I don't know. I feel him sort of loosen up and take it as my cue to go in more. Ah, I know he wants me to go slow and all and I said I'd be gentle. But he's scent is driving me crazy I want to just push all the way inside of him. That in my mind I move a little quicker and he yelps. "Sorry!" I stop. He sniffs and I know he's probably crying. "Tweek," I whisper near his ear. "Are you okay? Should we just stop?"

He shakes his head. "I wanna keep going. It's okay. I don't know why I'm crying. It just happened." I wait for a minute and he finally he moves back a little letting me in just a little deeper

So cute! I want to just go all the way but it'll hurt him but I kind of like that but then I don't like making him cry but I think it's cute when he does! I sigh, "Whatever you say." I move in a little more and then thrust the rest of the way in, which wasn't that much since I was already, like halfway. Tweek lets out a noise but I couldn't hear it because I think he's biting the sheets now. I let him breath a little before telling him. "I'm all the way in."

"I-I know. I'm just... That last one..." struggles with his words. Finally he lets out a big sigh. I don't know what he was trying to say. If HE even knew what he was trying to say.

"I'm gonna go slowly okay?" He just nods his head.

I go in and out slowly for a bit before he actually starts relaxing and even moaning. "Craig," He moans into the bed. I can't go slow anymore! I have to go fast like I want! I feel like he'll like it anyways! But I don't want to hurt him. "Hah," He lets out a sigh. "So good..."

I sit back up and grab his hips. I pull out slowly like I have been but then thrust all the way in him roughly. He cries out as I do it again. "Craig!" I couldn't help it anymore! He was too cute. His noises and his back and his hair and his smell and feeling him, touching him. I push harder and start jacking him too, using my other hand to mess with his nipple. "Stop, it hurts! It hurts!" He says but then he comes in my hand.

I keep going until I feel like I'm going to explode and then I do. I come and then I pull out of him. I pull off the condom and throw it in the plastic bag, then I throw that off the bed. I untie his hands and he turns to lay on his side, rubbing his wrists, and finally I lay down behind him and wrap my arms around his waist. We breath together and it's so relaxing. Just us. If this is how it could be forever then that's how I'd want to live. "Tweek, I love you." I say. "And I'm not saying that because we just had sex. I mean that. I'm so happy with you. If I could be like this for the rest of my life then I would be so happy." I tell him.

He turns his head to look back at me. He can't really do it because of how we're laying so I let go so he can flip to face me. "I love you too, Craig." He says, cuddling up into my chest.

Sorry for late post but I was on vaca friday so i didn't have my laptop to post and then fanfiction wasnt working for me but here it is:D Tweek and Craig's first time. And yea Tweek will top later on. JS but anyway review and love ya all and continue to read this I'll be posting next friday