Ok, once again this chapter will contain major kinky smut! I also happen to be a major Kyman fan so definitely not recommended for those who personally dislike the ship. Kyman is my OTP out of all the South Park ships and I've loved it since the beginning. So this chapter is considered a special treat for those who love the ship as much as I do. I repeat, if you don't like Kyman at all then you can just easily skip the chapter. Don't worry, you're not missing much here. Thank you for your understanding!

It was a Sunday. The last day of Hanukkah… The Broflovski family, the only Jewish family in South Park, was in the middle of celebrating the last day of their respective holiday. Mr. Broflovski was in the middle of his fantasy football while watching the game, the Baltimore Ravens vs. Cleveland Browns. Mrs. Broflovski was in the kitchen, already in the middle of cooking dinner. Despite all the chaotic events that have been happening in the town lately, the Broflovskis were glad to finally have some peace and quiet.

Mr. Broflovski was so absorbed in the game that he almost didn't hear the knocking at their front-door. "Hey Gerald, can you get that?" Mrs. Broflovski called from the kitchen.

"Sure thing, hon," Gerald said distractedly. With his eyes still glued to the TV, he managed to head over to the door and opened it. Standing there on the doorstep was Eric Cartman holding bags in both hands.

"Ah, afternoon Mr. Broflovski," Cartman politely greeted him. "Hope I'm not too late for the Hanukkah festivities?"

"Hi Eric," Gerald said before heading back to his couch where he kept his laptop. "If you're looking for Kyle, he's upstairs in his room. Sheila is already starting dinner."

Cartman's stomach rumbled and he smirked to himself. Just in time for dinner. After all these years, Cartman had surprisingly developed an appreciation for Jewish cuisines. But most of all, Hanukkah was best spend in the company of a certain fiery red-headed Jew. For Christmas, you only get one day of gift-giving. For Hanukkah, you get eight days. And Cartman got his boyfriend the perfect gift. But first things first… Cartman headed straight for the kitchen where the delicious smell of food was coming from. Here he met Mrs. Broflovski who was in the middle of cooking.

"Hello Eric," Mrs. Broflovski said, looking up from what she was doing. In the beginning, it wasn't easy winning over Mrs. Broflovski once Cartman started dating her son. There used to be an unspoken dislike between them. Mrs. Broflovski especially had high doubts about Cartman being the right man for Kyle. But in the end, Cartman proved his love and devotion to Kyle, thus earning Mrs. Broflovski's respect.

"What's that you're making?" Cartman asked her.

"Oh this is just an old family recipe, Latkes," Mrs. Broflovski showed him. "It's everybody's favorite. And I've even decided to make Braised Beef Brisket. I know you've been dying to try some of that."

"You're too kind, Mrs. Broflovski." With that, Cartman reached down into one of the bags he carried out and pulled out a decorative cookie tin. "I've brought a gift. This is Hanukkah Cut-Out Cookies for ya."

"How thoughtful of you, Eric," Mrs. Broflovski accepted the cookie tin. "I'll put this with the rest of the desserts. The boys are upstairs in their rooms. I'll let you all know when dinner's ready."

With that, Cartman left Mrs. Broflovski to finish her cooking in the kitchen and now headed for the stairs. Reaching the top floor, Cartman found Kyle in his brother's room, watching Ike playing the latest Indie game on his laptop. They both looked up as Cartman entered the bedroom with gift bags in hand. "Jew," Cartman greeted Kyle coolly.

"Fatass…," Kyle formally addressed him back. "Check it out. Ike is finally playing Ghost Bounty that just came out today. Ike insisted I'd watch him play because it has an interesting lore in the back-story."

"Damn, you got Ghost Bounty already?" Cartman put the bags down and hurried over to watch Ike too. "It does have an interesting plot. It's about an ex-priest who goes around seeking deadly ghost-abominations that infest any areas they haunt. You can choose rather to exercise them or absorb their soul. How many ghosts did you encounter so far?"

"Well there was the ghost-girl who died in a fire and came back as a fire-ghost," Ike said enthusiastically. "I've also fought the ghost that possessed a tree after being wrongfully hanged. Right now I'm investigating the buried ghost that attacks victims with flies that bite."

"Awesome," Cartman said impressed. "I'm still hoping to get this for Christmas." But then Cartman turned his attention to Kyle and remembered the real reason he came here. "Hey Ike, you mind if I steal Kyle away?" Cartman asked with a sly smirk.

"Sure. Go ahead and steal him. I won't even notice he's gone," Ike joked.

Kyle threw them both a frown but led Cartman out of the bedroom and together they went into Kyle's own room down the hallway. Cartman closed the door behind him and for good measure, locked the door for privacy. He took a moment to admire the handsome-looking blue Hanukkah sweater Kyle was wearing today. As Cartman was making himself a bit more comfortable, he couldn't help spying out of the corner of his eye the handcuffs that were still attached to the bed-posts. Cartman and Kyle had reached a compromise. During the eight days of Hanukkah, Kyle was free to satisfy his pleasures however he wished. But on Christmas day, Cartman got his desirous needs met…

"So have you heard from Stan and Kenny?" Kyle asked while sitting down on his bed.

"Yeah, earlier today," Cartman replied. "They went to go spy on the Church of Starry Wisdom. But they didn't see any strange activity. But Nyarlathotep and his followers are still there. No doubt they're biding their time. Waiting for the perfect time to strike the town when it least expects it."

Kyle shuddered at the thought. "There has to be some way to stop Nyarlathotep and his cult," he said determinedly. "We can't let this go on forever. But the police are too afraid to go near the church. I guess it's up to us to come up with a solution as always."

"You're probably right about that," Cartman admitted. "This Church of Starry Wisdom certainly has been a pain in the ass lately. But let's not let it ruin the holidays. I've brought you a gift, Kahl."

Now Kyle eyed the shopping bag that Cartman had put down next to his writing desk. Now he was curious. "So what'd you get me this time, fatass? Not another dreidel, is it? You know I have a whole shoebox of those."

But Cartman carelessly pushed the gift bag aside with his foot. "Oh that bag is filled with chocolate-chip cookies for you, me and Ike to enjoy later. This is what I was talking about." With that, Cartman pulled out a tiny black package from his jeans pocket and presented it to Kyle. Kyle stared down at the box and his eyes widen in surprise.

Cartman opened the gift box and contained inside was a gorgeous silver dreidel necklace. Kyle reached out for the box and stared open-mouthed at the beautiful necklace. A silver dreidel with emerald gems: his birthstone. Finally he looked up at Cartman who was smiling happily back at him. Overcome with emotions, Kyle leaped forward and was already in Cartman's arms, kissing him passionately on the lips. Cartman's arms entwined around Kyle's waist where he easily lifted the red-headed Jew and laid him down onto the bed with him on top.

Kyle wrapped his legs around Cartman's waist where he could run his fingers lovingly through his boyfriend's medium-brown hair. And when he finally stopped kissing his boyfriend, he opened his eyes and gazed up into Cartman's brown eyes, melting like warm chocolate. "Put it on me, Cartman."

Cartman took the necklace out of its box and proudly placed it around Kyle's neck and clipped it on. Now his beloved Jew could wear it with pride. "I know you said you didn't want any more dreidels. But I thought this could be an exception," Cartman explained.

Kyle was admiring the jeweled dreidel before moving forward to put his arms around Cartman's neck and pulling him in for another wild kiss. As Cartman trailed hot kisses along Kyle's neck, Kyle allowed Cartman to pull his Hanukkah sweater over his head and tossed it aside. There Cartman was free to run his hands over Kyle's smooth bare chest, worshipping the feel of his skin while feeling his cock already hardening in his pants. Kyle could sense Cartman's arousal and then he leaned over to press his lips into Cartman's ear and whispered seductively.

"You haven't forgotten our deal, Cartman. I still get to have you…" His words sent a shiver of excitement through Cartman's entire being. And as Cartman stared into Kyle's emerald-green eyes, he smirked and gave a nod of consent. That was all Kyle needed. "Take off your clothes," he commanded.

With that, Cartman obediently pulled his shirt off, revealing his own sturdy bare-chest. Throughout the years, Cartman managed to lose all that obesity he suffered as a kid. But even now he possessed a stout physique. And yet Cartman still felt that old self-consciousness about his body. But Kyle's expression showed nothing but tenderness and love so Cartman was encouraged to continue. Unzipping his jeans and pulling them down to his ankles, Cartman now stood fully naked before Kyle.

Kyle allowed his eyes to rove appreciatively over Cartman's body before smiling mischievously. "Lay on the bed," he told Cartman. Now Cartman eagerly lay down comfortably on Kyle's bed. He loved the games they played together. And he'd been looking forward to this one…

There Kyle climbed on top of Cartman where he bent his head to hungrily kiss Cartman open-mouthed. Kyle pinned Cartman down with the heat of their bodies melding together and the beat of their hearts pounding as one. And as Cartman submitted to him willingly, Kyle took Cartman's wrist and clipped the handcuff on, followed by the other. Despite their rocky history as enemies and rivals, Kyle and Cartman recognized the trust they've developed in each other. And it was only through this trust were the two finally able to see each other as equals which eventually blossomed into the stable love they have now.

As Kyle straddled a bound Cartman, he couldn't resist running his hands over Cartman's chest where his fingers caressed and teasingly pinched his nipples, earning a lustful moan from his lover. "Well now fatass," Kyle said. "What shall I do to you?"

"Touch me," Cartman said needily. He wanted Kyle so badly.

"Don't worry fatass, I know how to take care of you," Kyle promised him.

To Cartman's disappointment, Kyle got off him. But then he watched in great fascination as Kyle started to take off his jeans. Kyle wanted Cartman to watch… He took his time pulling his pants down along with his underwear. Now Kyle stood bare naked before Cartman who drunk in the sight of his beautiful Jew. Kyle was still very slender but possessed a lithe figure that Cartman found to his liking. And now Kyle couldn't resist reaching down a hand to start stroking himself while watching Cartman tug restlessly at his bonds. He loved teasing Cartman so much…

"Quit pleasuring yourself, Kahl! Get your sexy ass over here," Cartman said impatiently.

"You're in no position to bark out orders, fatass," Kyle said softly. He crawled back on top of Cartman. "This is for my pleasure, not yours."

With that, Kyle proceeded to plant his sweetly curvy ass on Cartman's face where he could make Cartman ass-worship him. So Kyle was going to make him work for it. In an effort to please his Jew, Cartman licked Kyle's cock to pleasure him too. Kyle lowered himself to make it easy for Cartman to take his whole cock in his mouth and start to suck. Kyle had to keep his moans quiet, the last thing he needed was for his brother Ike to hear them. Then Kyle would never hear the end of it…

Kyle thrust his cock through Cartman's mouth over and over, faster and faster until he managed to bite his lip to keep from crying out as he finally cummed. While Kyle waited for the tremors of his orgasm to ebb away, he now looked down at Cartman gazing up at him with lust still flashing in his chocolate eyes. Kyle looked positively exquisite to him. Cartman tugged at the handcuffs bounding him and knew he'd sell his soul to touch Kyle right now. Kyle was happily satisfied but regarded Cartman thoughtfully.

"Y' know Cartman? I think I'll let you have an orgasm too," Kyle offered. "Since you gave me such a special Hanukkah gift."

"Thank fucking god," Cartman said eagerly. "I'm still horny. Undo these handcuffs. I'm going to fuck you good this time!"

But to Cartman's chagrin, Kyle wasn't about to release him from his shackles just yet. "No," Kyle said with a mischievous smirk. "But don't worry you'll get your wish."

Now Kyle moved down and took Cartman's cock in his hand. After giving Cartman's cock a few good strokes, Kyle lowered his head and took his cock into his mouth to start licking and sucking. As Kyle moved his tongue caressingly over his lover's balls, Cartman's moans got louder. Kyle gave Cartman's balls a warning squeeze. "Be quiet, fatass. Or I'll stop…"

Cartman obediently kept his moans low while feeling himself coming to the edge. He was so close now… To his dismay, Kyle's mouth left his cock. Cartman started to angrily protest but then saw what Kyle was doing. Opening a tube of lubricant, Kyle began using his fingers to slick his hole up. And then massaging the lubricant along Cartman's cock. It took every of Cartman's restraint to not lose it right then and there. Yet Kyle continued to drive him insane with lust. Now Kyle positioned himself and lowered himself into Cartman's hard cock.

Cartman would have loved nothing more than to reach out for Kyle, to embrace him, kiss him, give his ass a good slap but alas the handcuffs kept him a prisoner. Leaving Kyle free to ride his cock for both their pleasures. As Kyle rode his cock faster and faster, Cartman could see the silver dreidel necklace bouncing off Kyle's chest. He knew it would look good on Kyle… Oh god, he was so close… Cartman's chocolate eyes looked imploringly into Kyle's emerald ones. Then Kyle gave him permission to cum.

Cartman and Kyle released at the same time that the orgasm sent them both riling. After a few moments of trying to catch their breath and waiting for their wildly beating hearts to return to normal, finally Kyle reached over to his night-stand, took the key and undid Cartman's handcuffs. Free at last, Cartman wasted no time in throwing his arms around Kyle and kissing him senselessly. Now Cartman was on top as he easily pinned Kyle down onto the bed just by using his big powerful body. Kyle decided to let Cartman have control over him. It was the least he could do…

Now with both boys satisfied, Cartman laid lazily on his side and watched as Kyle started putting his clothes back on. "You do know what this means, right?" Cartman said, wearing a devious smile. "You've had your Hanukkah gift. But Christmas is coming up soon."

But for once, Kyle wasn't sharing his sentiment. He was back to being worried about Kenny and the Starry Wisdom cultists. "I don't know. I wonder if we're even going to survive until Christmas. As long as that Outer God is lurking around, who knows if we'll even live to see tomorrow."

Kyle tossed Cartman his shirt and he too began to put his clothes back on. "You're still on about that doom cult, eh? Relax… I'm sure Kenny has it all under control. We'll find a way to put a stop to all their terror. I'll do whatever it takes to keep the town safe. I'm The Coon!"

"Cartman, you and I both know that the real reason you'll stop the Starry Wisdom cult is because you want to get laid for Christmas," Kyle pointed out.

"Is that so wrong?" Cartman shrugged his shoulders. But then he linked an arm around Kyle's shoulders and pulled him close. "Look on the bright side, Kahl. At least you've managed to have a good Hanukkah."

Kyle had to admit Cartman did have a point. "You're right, fatass. Thanks for celebrating with me."

At that moment, Kyle heard his mother calling upstairs. "Dinner's ready, boys!" With that, Cartman and Kyle exited the bedroom together and went downstairs to enjoy the rest of the Hanukkah festivities. But for now, Cartman definitely couldn't wait to open his Christmas present soon. He was getting a fiery hot lil' Jew this year…