STAN
It's been a few weeks and I have gotten use to having Kyle around. Of course, I'm still worried he is going to disappear every now and then. I leave him in human form when I go to work. He will cook, clean, he has even started to help pay my bills. He feels bad that he is not able to work or do anything else really. I have become a total house hermit but it is the only place I can really enjoy being with Kyle. We have spent a lot of time cuddling and doing other things if you know what I mean. I'm kind of scared to take things any further. I want to make sure I'm doing it right. There are a few people I know I can talk to, I'm weighing my options currently on who I should consult with.
This past week I had my man bag and we went to the park. I wanted Kyle to get out of the house for a little bit. He enjoyed every second of it. I took him with me to the grocery store, he was in my man bag of course. Ran into Cartman and he clowned the shit out of me for having a purse. I never thought I would buy one of those but it had to happen. Kyle provided me a list of things he wanted ahead of time but I still wanted to take him with me because I wanted him to be with me.
Kyle is continuing to heal up well after the incident with Louis. Ike actually called to check on Ky. He was really worried and extremely pissed at Louis for what he did. His dad is going to court to face the guy that hit Kyle really soon. We still haven't come up with an idea on how to convince his parents to not give Louis a dime. I know we will but it needs to be sooner rather than later.
"You got that end?" asked Kenny.
"Yeah," I replied glancing behind me before starting through the doorway to sit down Wendy's sofa. This sofa is huge and extremely heavy. Kenny and I have to shove it hard to even get it through the door. Wendy comes in behind us with one storage bin. Bebe comes in behind her with bags in her hand.
"Wendy, where do you want me to put this?" asked Bebe.
"That is the stuff for my room so we can start piling stuff in a corner there until the guys bring in my bedroom furniture," she explains. Wendy and Brian got into a huge fight because he did not want her moving out. Wendy refused to forgive him or even listen to his side of the story. She had to rebuy bedroom furniture from scratch. She was lucky enough to take the sofa. Brian was acting like they were married. He was yelling about taking her to court for the rent. Wendy actually gives him her half of the rent for the remainder of the lease. In return he had to sign new lease paperwork removing her name. She is better than me because I wouldn't have given him shit.
"God, I hate spending my day like this," says Kenny.
"I hear you," I reply. "I'm ready to go home and shower."
"Right," agrees Kenny exiting the apartment so we grab our next big item. "I was almost worried about you man. You barely go out anymore." I shrug.
"I like staying home," I replied. "What can I say. Lately, I have been actually thinking of getting a townhouse."
"That would be cool," replied Kenny. "It will be funnier when you host a get together." It's weird because I don't even feel like having anyone in my house. I don't feel right having people in our space.
"Maybe…." I reply. "I mean I make enough to be able to do that now." We approach the moving truck we rented. We stop at the back and I study what we have left. "Um let's take the dressers first and then the mattress." Kenny agrees. Our conversation is limited as we are focused on getting the rest of those items inside. The dining table was at least easy since it was a small round table for 4 people. Bebe and Wendy are in the kitchen having a drink. I'm not use to seeing Wendy drink during the day. "You okay?" I ask her. Wendy looks at me.
"I'm great Stan," she smirks. "Thanks for being able to help. Oh, I'm being rude. Do you want something to drink?"
"We're good," said Kenny speaking for me.
"Shame," smirked Bebe. "Can you guys at least help us grab the last of the items?"
"Yesssss…." drones Kenny. I know he really doesn't want to do it. He is ready to get the fuck out of here. The girls laugh as they work at unpacking the kitchen items. We grab the last couple of items before departing from the girls. I feel so bad for Wendy but at the same time, I'm proud of her. It takes a lot to walk away from someone you love even if they did do something wrong. "Hey want to go back to your place?"
"Uhhh no," I reply. "It's not really clean."
"As if I care about that," chuckles Kenny. "You saw my room at home."
"No Kenny," I reply being firm. Kyle is currently cooking us a very nice dinner. "I have something I need to do anyway."
"That is all you had to say," said Kenny. He sighs. "Man, I really need to find me a girl. I'm starting to feel a bit lonely."
"Well Annie is very available," I point out.
"Man, that girl is still hung up on you," laughs Kenny as we reach the rental truck building. "Let's drop this off so we can get our money back."
"To think I will be doing this again when I get my townhouse," I replied climbing out the truck. "I hate moving."
"Only because you have a lot of stuff," says Kenny.
"Oh whatever," I replied. "It's not like I had a ton of books like Kyle along with the ton of clothes he had." Kenny chuckles. We turn in the truck getting our money back after they inspected the truck to ensure we didn't fuck anything up. We head back to his car taking off towards his apartment where my truck sits waiting for me.
"This is the first time I openly seen you smile when talking about Kyle," he notes.
"Well, it has been a while," I reply. "I mean it's still hard."
"Yeah," says Kenny. "Especially since you love him. I wish you realized it sooner."
"Me too," I sigh.
"So you are you gay?" asked Kenny. "Or just gay for Kyle." I can't help it as I start to laugh.
"Gay for Kyle," I repeat. "I guess you can say that."
"Gotcha," says Kenny. "There is only one man I would go gay for."
"Who's that?" I ask as Kenny continues back to his apartment. "Chris Evans, the guy that plays Captain America. Oh hell yes." I start to laugh as Kenny and I begin to talk about some other guys we think are cute. Only Kenny would make this conversation not so weird. I bid farewell to Kenny for the night. I can't wait to get home to Kyle but I got a stop to make first. I decided who I needed to talk to regarding Kyle without mentioning Kyle.
I pull up to the Tuckers resident. Not Craig's parents but Tweek and Craig's townhouse. Tweek's parents opened up another coffee shop close to Denver outside of a community college. Very smart on their part. It sucks that Tweek has an hour commute but he makes very good money to do what he does. He doesn't trust the management 100% to not be there as often as he is. I can understand, this is his family's business. I ring the doorbell. I can hear footsteps on the other side of the door before it swings open.
"Marsh," says Craig glaring at me sternly. "What the hell are you doing showing up at my house unannounced."
"I'm sorry," I replied. "I need to speak to Tweek." Craig folds his arms.
"What do you want with my husband?" he asked leaning in the doorframe. I sigh before continuing.
"I need his advice," I reply. I'm not sure if I want Craig to know.
"Well honey is good with that advice shit," says Craig moving aside. "Come on in." I walk into the house. They have decorated a lot more since the last time I was here during their housewarming. "Tweek! Stan is here for you!" I see Tweek look down the stairs at me. He is wearing PJ's looking really comfortable in the light robe he has on.
"Hey Stan," he smiles as he comes down the stairs. "You came to see me?"
"Get that smile off your face!" exclaims Craig. Tweek kisses Craig on the cheek once at the bottom of the stairs.
"You know I love you, Craig," says Tweek into his cheek before pulling away. "No need to be jealous of Stan. I'm smiling because he rarely comes to me for advice. This is a big deal!"
"So is Tweek your new Kyle," mocks Craig. Tweek slaps his arm.
"Rude!" he exclaims. "Come on Stan, we can talk in my office." I follow Tweek to the left of the stairs. His office is located there. It looks very cozy and warm. I sit down on the loveseat sofa that is inside the room while Tweek sits down at his desk chair turning to face me. He removes the robe he was in crossing his legs before addressing me. "What can I help you with?"
"Uh…" I say before coughing a little. "I'm really nervous…" I laugh a little.
"No need to be nervous," says Tweek. "Craig!" Craig peaks his head in the room.
"Yeah babe?" he asked.
"Would you mind bringing me a coffee," he says. "Something tells me I will need it." Craig looks at me before glancing back at his husband.
"Alright," he agrees. "The usual?"
"Yes," says Tweek. The door closes and he refocuses his eyes on me. "Sorry about that Stan, continue please."
"I don't know where to start…" I mutter.
"Just start with what you feel comfortable with," said Tweek.
"Okay um I'm in love for the first time in my life…" Tweek starts squealing for joy.
"I'm sorry….." he apologizes. "Continue." He looks so happy for me.
"I can't tell you who but just know I love them so much and….it's a guy," Tweek covers his mouth.
"Stan…" he says with amazement heavy in his voice.
"I know," I sigh closing my eyes.
"No, this is nothing bad," said Tweek. "I'm just really surprised."
"Me too," I replied. "You're the only person that knows."
"Not even Kenny?" asked Tweek.
"Kenny would ask too many questions I can't answer," I explained.
"Um hm….." says Tweek seeing the door open. "Kenny can be rather nosy at times." Craig comes in handing Tweek his cup of coffee.
"You need anything else?" he asked Tweek.
"Nope," he grins. "This is perfect." Tweek sips his coffee smiling so hard. Craig looks at me before looking at Tweek.
"Why is he so giddy?" asked Craig. "What did you say to him?"
"Craig!" exclaims Tweek. "This is between Stan and me."
"You know I don't like secrets," says Craig. I don't want to cause problems in their marriage over needing some advice.
"I'm in love with a guy," I tell Craig. "I needed some guidance okay. Tweek and you are married so I figured he was the best person to ask. I mean I could have asked Butter's but I felt more comfortable with Tweek." Craig's face softens a little.
"I didn't know you were gay," he says. "Or do you go both ways."
"Both," says Tweek for me. "He is nervous as hell, you giving him the 3rd degree is not helping."
"Fair enough," said Craig. "I'll be in the living room. Um, good luck with your dude or whatever." Craig walks out of the room.
"Don't mind Craig," says Tweek. "So what did you need help with? Does this guy know how you feel?"
"Yeah, I guess," I replied. "We haven't really talked about it heavily."
"Have you had sex?" asked Tweek shocking me. I start blushing deeply.
"Uh, some things….." I mumble. "I want to, but I'm scared to hurt him. I want him to enjoy being with me. He is more experienced."
"Ahh…" says Tweek before sipping his coffee. "Communicate is going to be key here. I think you should first tell him how you feel before moving on the bedroom stuff." I rub the back my neck.
"That is kind of hard seeing we jacked each other off and he's gone down on me," I explain.
"Oh wow…" says Tweek. "You guys haven't gone all the way so this is still your chance to communicate effectively. Once you get that out of the way it will be easier to ask him what he likes or you could watch how he reacts to what you do."
"I'm not sure if I can handle that," I reply.
"Sure, you can," said Tweek. "First thing first, do you have lube?"
"No," I replied. "I have oil."
"Not bad," says Tweek. "But you will want to grab lube. Do you know about stretching?"
"Stretching?" I questioned. I think I remember Kyle mentioning that in his notebook at some point. I can't really remember for sure though.
"Well yeah," said Tweek. "Did you think you could just shove it in there. You have to loosen the muscles there first."
"Oh….." I say continuing to blush.
"You also want to locate the prostate," says Tweek. "It is the male version of the g-spot and can make everything incredible!"
"I do know about that….." I replied. "I-I just don't know how to find it."
"Hmmm," says Tweek getting up. He turns to his desk digging into a draw before handing me a book.
"What's this?" I asked taking the book. I glance down and notice it is a guide for the male body.
"Everything you need to know to make your guy happy in the bedroom," God Kyle and I are inseparable in the house. I don't even know when I would have time to read it.
"Tweek…."
"No, you can borrow it," he smiles. "I'm honored that you want to make this guy so happy. You must really love him."
"I do," I reply without embarrassment. "I would give up my life for him." Tweek sighs in contentment.
"You sound like me and Craig back in high school," he replies. "I think it is safe to say there are wedding bells in your future." I would marry Kyle in a heartbeat if I could. I laugh instead of answering.
"Look I'm really sorry about showing up unannounced," I say standing up. "I thank you for your wise advice and uh this book."
"Anytime," smiled Tweek. "Would you mind keeping me updated on things? I kind of want to see you happy after you know….losing Kyle."
"Yeah," I reply. "Sure." I walk out into their main hallway. I thank Tweek again before leaving. I chuckle on my way to the car thinking of how jealous Craig was. He didn't strike me as the jealous type. I pull off of the curb towards my apartment. I'm thinking about moving to the country more so now than a townhouse. I want to be able to enjoy my life with Kyle. I can't do that here in South Park. Too many people could possibly see Kyle. I think about this grave decision more the rest of the way home. I take the book with me wondering what how I'm going to explain this to Kyle. He will probably be in the bedroom so I should be able to hide it with no problem.