STAN

A YEAR LATER

I'm in route to the condo when I see a phone call coming in. I look at my phone quickly seeing that it is Emma.

"Hello," I greet.

"Hey," said Emma and I could tell she is smiling. "How are my favorite gentlemen doing?"

"What did you say!" I hear Cartman snap in the background.

"Oh honey I'm just playing," says Emma. Cartman being jealous as ever.

"I'm doing great," I replied. "I'm headed home to Kyle."

"Um hm, how is he doing?"

"He's doing great," I replied. "He is actually going to start school part-time this semester."

"What!" exclaimed Emma. "You finally managed to convince to go to school. Gosh, darn it how did you do that?" I chuckled remember how I had Kyle begging in the bedroom, withering beneath me, willing to agree to anything at that moment. I made sure he lived up to that promise though. Does that count as cheating?

"I have my ways…" I replied.

"What are you implying Mr. Marsh," giggled Emma.

"Hey hey, way too much laughter going on over there!" barked Cartman.

"I never say anything when you're clowning with your buddies about what celebrities you would like to fuck," states Emma. "I'm doing nothing over here Cartman so sit your ass down or you get no ass tonight."

"Awww come on babe…." begged Cartman. "You going to leave me hanging?"

"I will if you don't shut it!" she threatened. "Sorry, Stan." I chuckle.

"It's okay," I reason. "We know how Cartman is."

"Indeed," she sighs.

"How is everything is going?" I inquired.

"I'm sure you heard about Annie and Jason?" she replies.

"What?" I question. "No…" I wanted to kill them both when I found out they were behind the robbery. I mean sure Kyle had no business being there but they had no business trying to rob a damn drug dealer.

"So apparently they both got caught trying to rob another dealer!" exclaims Emma. "I am just baffled. I had no idea those two were so far gone."

"Stop gossiping," says Cartman.

"Oh hush," she replies. "I thought Stan would like to know they are going to jail and in rehab." I am glad to know they are in jail since Kyle and Craig never reported them. I can't believe they were dumb enough to be caught robbing another drug dealer. "Anyway this drug dealer apparently was a sting operation! He was a snitch and they got all caught in his web. I'm just glad they are getting clean."

"Um hm," I hum. "May they get the help they need." I almost don't care since they almost killed my boyfriend. "So how are you and Cartman?"

"Well Cartman and I finally settled into our home," she grinned. "So expect an invite to our housewarming party soon. It took me a minute to figure out how I wanted to decorate each room but I had a ball doing so." I chuckle seeing how quickly her mood shifted.

"I know nothing about that as I let Kyle handle all of that," I reply. "How is Tweek doing?"

"Tweek is doing good," Emma replied. "He just came up with the fall menu all on his own so he is rather thrilled."

"That's cool," I reply glaring at this idiot as he cuts me off in old ass Ford Mustang.

"You still haven't spoken to Craig?" asked Emma.

"I need some time," I reply not having to think about my response.

"Stan, it's been a year,"

"That asshole is lucky I let him talk to Kyle let alone see him," I'm still furious about how Craig almost cost my boyfriend his life. I know they're best friends and talking to Craig makes Kyle happy. If not for that I would forbid him from talking to him.

"He is doing much better for himself," explained Emma. "He is working at the coffee shop with Tweek. I think it is sweet how the two them may end up running it together, so romantic."

"Yeah whatever," I replied rolling my eyes.

"Aww don't be that way Stan," cooed Emma. "You guys better kiss and makeup by the time you come to my party!"

"I will kiss and make up if you and Kyle can," I offer. I hear the line get a little silent. I'm not trying to be mean but if Emma wants me to patch things up with Craig she should have to do the same with Kyle. "I want Cartman to stop saying rude comments to him as well."

"That's not fair!" cried Emma. "You know I have no control over him!"

"You have more control than you think Emma," I reply pulling into the parking garage. I can hear Emma pouting.

"I will do my best but you have to talk to Kyle too!" she exclaims.

"You let me worry about that," I reply. I pull into my parking space. "I just got home so we will talk later okay."

"Alright mister," she replied. "I'll see you soon, bye."

"Bye," I chuckle ending the call. I grab my backpack out of the passenger side making my way inside the building. Kyle wanted us to be on the first floor at first but for safety reasons, I managed to convince him to allow us to be a little higher. We are on the 5th floor, don't worry we have elevators and they are in excellent working condition. The condo I selected had great reviews, good security, nice staff, I couldn't ask for anything more. I pull my keys unlocking the door heading inside. I don't see Kyle in the living room and I know he is in the bedroom. I walk to the back dropping my backpack off at the home office before heading into our bedroom. Kyle is sitting on the bed on the phone.

"Uh huh," he says holding up a finger to silence me. I give him a confused face as I slide out of my shoes. "I will make sure Stan and I there for Thanksgiving." I groan knowing he is talking to my mom. I'm thankful for them helping me, really I am but dad has a habit of reminding me of that every single time I see him. I can't wait until I get this degree and I can fully take care of myself without his help. "I have to get going so I can prepare dinner. I will tell Stan to give you a call. Alright, have a good evening." Kyle ends the call sitting his phone on the bed. He stands up and walks over to me wrapping his arms around me.

"Ohhh…." I coo. "What did I do to deserve this?"

"I missed you," he says softly before kissing my cheek. I blush a little before kissing Kyle, I slowly bring my hand up to hold the side of his cheek as I kiss him. Kyle mumbles into the kiss getting carried away.

"You got your stuff together for next week?" I ask breaking out of the kiss. Kyle rolls his eyes.

"Yes I got my stuff for school," he says. "You're treating me like a child."

"Because you're acting like one," I laughed. "Hey I don't like school either but at least you're not paying for it."

"Fair enough," he states walking away from me.

"So what is this about me going to see my family for Thanksgiving?" I ask walking over to the nightstand grabbing the TV remote.

"Your mom misses you," he replies.

"I know she does," I sigh. "You know how I feel about going there."

"I will be with you," said Kyle walking over to me as I sit down on the bed. That makes me feel a little better but I still don't want to go.

"What's for dinner babe?" I asked.

"I'm ordering out tonight," he replies. I'm getting sushi and some take out. We're going to see your family this year and that's final."

"Fine," I sigh as I start to flip through channels. "So I need you to do something for me too."

"What's that?" he asked tilting his head to the side.

"We are going to Emma's and Cartman's housewarming party and I will need to you to make nice," I stated looking at Kyle.

"Fuck no!" he exclaims jumping up from the bed. "You can't be serious!" I love how this started out with my promise to Emma, Emma's promise to me, and now Kyle's promise to me. Of course, he would be fighting me on this. "That fat fuck can go to hell. He actually had the nerve to say I deserve to be shot." I cringe remembering that. It was the day before Kyle was getting released from the hospital. Many of our friends came to see him and wish him luck as I was taking him away from there that day. Our condo was ready but the only thing I really bought was out bedroom furniture with a few other things. I knew Kyle would want to decorate and it was the perfect thing to take his mind off his what happened. Cartman being Cartman was saying how he had it coming for always hanging around Craig the drug dealer. I almost punched him in the face but Kenny beat me to the punch telling to get out. Emma apologized repeatedly while helping Cartman out of the room while Craig was beet red with embarrassment.

"I know babe…"

"Don't babe me!" he snaps starting to pace. I stand up running over to him grabbing him from behind hugging him tightly.

"Hey hey," I say trying to calm him. "It's okay. You're not alone, I'm going to talk with Craig." This gets his attention and he turns to face me. He is looking for signs of me lying but there is none.

"You're serious?" he questions. I nod yes. "Why? Why now?" I decide to leave out the fact that I promised Emma I would try.

"He's your friend and it's time I get over what happened in the past," I reply. A half-truth is better than nothing. Kyle smiles leaning in to kiss me softly. I kiss him back smiling as he slides his hands down undoing my jeans. "Mmm, what are you doing?"

"You know what I'm doing," smirks Kyle dropping to his knees. He swallows me deep with no warning.

"Ohhhh…" I moan as my knees buckle. I put my hand right in Kyle's hand massaging his scalp. I look down watching my boyfriend work his mouth the best he can. He pulls off my dick slowly and licks around the crown before taking me back into his mouth. "Jesus Kyle…..mmm," My hips take on a mind of their own as I begin to fuck his face. I can hear Kyle gargling around my cock making me feel more pleasure. "Ahhh…shit…yeah, babe." I continue to thrust my hips into that mouth as Kyle's hands grip my ass from behind. I toss my head back getting close to my climax. "H-hahh…ohhh…mmm.. yeah…" Kyle pulls my dick out of his mouth and stands up.

"Not yet…." he says panting lightly. I eye him zooming in on the bulge inside his house pants. Kyle walks over looking at me intensely. He undresses me before focusing on himself. He is nervous as always to remove his shirt. There is a scar on his left shoulder where the bullet when in. The issue didn't heal as well as he thought it would leave tiny healed ripples around the entry point. "Be a good boy and grab the lube." I go to our nightstand grabbing the lube before walking back over to Kyle. I grab him by the back of his head forcing him to kiss me. I slide my tongue in his mouth moaning and eager to feel him inside of me.

"Lay down on the bed Kyle," I smirk knowing I want to be the one in charge and not him. Kyle reaches down grabbing my balls slightly hard. "Aaghh…." I wasn't prepared for that.

"Who do you think you're talking to?" asked Kyle before licking my ear.

"Mmm…" I moan not wanting to back down. "I know who I'm talking to. Allow me to prepare myself while I have your dick down my throat."

"That's what I want to hear," said Kyle loosening his grip to play with my balls lightly. He walks over laying on our gray and white striped comforter. I crawl onto the bed in between Kyle's legs with my ass in the air as I bend over. I kiss the inside of his thigh and I feel him shake lightly. "Mmm, that's good Stan." I love when he gives me feedback. I never got tired of hearing how I make him feel especially after he kept his feelings in for years.

I lick his crown slowly teasing him. Soon as he thrusts towards my face I move back smirking as I pour lube into my fingers. I lean back over taking Kyle into my mouth as I slide my two fingers into myself. I moan as I begin to bob my head up and down taking in as much of Kyle as I can.

"Stannnn….haaahhh…ha…." he moans. I feel my dick throb as a reaction of him moaning. I slide my tongue under his head licking hungrily wanting to hear more. "Ahhh god…nnngghhhh…..." It's a bit early for him to be saying that. He's going to be quick today. Whenever he starts calling out god's name I know he is already beginning to climax. I suck him a little harder before retreating altogether. I crawl on top of Kyle straddling him.

"You ready?" I asked him.

"All day," he pants. "Let me feel you, Stan." I position myself above his dick.

"You can feel all of me," I moan as I begin to slide down on his cock. "Ughh…haaaa….." I never get tired of that feeling. It's almost like our first time together every single time. "Ahhh…..b-babe." Once I feel full I begin to rock my hips back and forth staring down at the man I know I have loved my whole life. I feel like I can cum just thinking about how much I love him, how much I would give my life for him. I continue to move my hips bringing us both great pleasure. My eyes glance at the bullet wound and Kyle notices moving to cover it with his hand. "No," I tell him grabbing his hand and pinning both of his hands beside his head.

"Mmm…" he whimpers.

"I love you," I tell him leaning down close to him. "All of you." I turn my face into his neck taking his flesh into my mouth. I feel Kyle arch into my chest as I slowly grind on him. I begin to suck harder knowing he doesn't have anywhere to go, no need in worrying about hiding a passion mark. He starts to thrust his hips up rocking me forward. "A-ahhh….ha…"

"Yeah…a-hhh….take this…..mmm…dick…." moans Kyle. I moan almost losing control, I bite into his neck. "Fuccckkkk…." Yeah, that's right Kyle. I'm going to take your dick, it's mine and mine only. I sit up slightly moving around a bit more trying to find my spot. I look down at Kyle and he knows what I'm doing. He grabs ahold of my hips shifting me around. He is always better than me at finding it.

"Ugghhh…..nhhhh….." I moan.

"Stannnn…aarrgghhh…" moaned Kyle.

"Yess…..yess…..yesss…" I begin to chant as I jumped up and down on his dick. Kyle wraps his arms around my waist sitting up immediately bringing his lips to mine. Kyle licks my bottom lip before taking my mouth.

"I fucking love you, Stan….." he moans. He begins to give me short little thrusts as I slow down my bouncing to slow rolls trying to hold out in my orgasm. I feel Kyle grip my back and I know he is close.

"Ky….I-I'm…oh…...godddd…I'm…..c-cumming…ahhhh…" I moan into his mouth feeling my cum rub onto Kyle's stomach as I continue to grind my hips on him. I have no warning as Kyle start's cumming right behind me.

"A-agghhhh…ha…..hahhh…." cried Kyle releasing his cum inside my body. I can feel him shake lightly finishing out his orgasm as we kiss lazily. "Mmghhhh…." I wrap my arms around him laying my head on his shoulder.

"I love you too Kyle," I pant.

"I know," he says kissing the side of my neck.

"Mmmmmm….." I hum feeling him get soft inside of me. I hear the doorbell. "You didn't tell me you ordered the food." Kyle chuckles.

"I ordered it before your mom called," he explains. I climb off of Kyle heading to the bathroom to clean up while he gets the food. I have so many things running through my mind. What would have happened if Kyle told me how felt? Before I moved, while I was in high school, hell even at my welcome back party would have been nice. I think Kyle would have died if I did not come back into his life when I did. I will never allow him to push me away again.

I head into the kitchen to see Kyle plating the food. Even when we get fast food and bring it home Kyle has to plate it like a home-cooked meal. I find that I tend to eat fewer meals when he does this.

"They remember the chopsticks this time?" I asked.

"I double checked before the delivery guy even got our money," snorts Kyle.

"I'll get the drinks," I replied. "Fruit punch?"

"Mixed Berries," smiles Kyle. I smirk at him as I pour mixed berries juice into two glasses. I follow Kyle back to the room where we get to enjoy our dinner and spend the rest of the evening in each other's arms.