STAN

"Stan!" he exclaims rushing over to me.

"What?" I question pulling my keys out.

"You're drunk?" he asks. I walk past him unlocking the door to my condo.

"I'm not drunk," I lie. I am drunk but I know I could be a lot worse. The fact I haven't blacked out yet is a miracle. "I wouldn't have driven home otherwise."

"But you did!" he points out following me into my apartment. Kyle shuts the door closed locking it. "What the hell was you thinking! Cops here are total assholes since pot is legal. You can't do this. This is just giving them a reason to arrest you."

"Oh like how you didn't tell me you fucked Cartman," I snap. This is certainly not the time for me to discuss this but that liquor has me not caring. Kyle face goes pale as I throw my keys into the living room somewhere with my anger increasing. The look on his face says it all. "Oh you got nothing to say!" Kyle looks down in shame. He was never going to tell me he dated Cartman again.

"Stan, I thought I…"

"Shut up!" I shout cutting him off. "How could you fucking say you were falling for me but turn around and go back to someone like him!"

"I….I don't know," he stammers. He is overwhelmed and could shut down. Yet I can't stop spewing the thoughts that are coming to my mind.

"Are you fucking serious?" I question. "How the fuck do you not know!"

"What does it matter!" he cries. The tears begin to spill over his cheeks.

"Why the fuck are you crying?" I ask him in anger. "You're the one who said you were falling for me and went back to that douchebag but I'm the bad guy! I fucking loved you and you just…." I just stop talking because I notice Kyle is breaking down completely. "Shit….Kyle I'm sorry." I try to grab his hand.

"No!" he cries trying to wipe his eyes. The tears are falling faster than he can get rid of them. "I can't believe you would talk to me this way…..Y-you know how he was to me. How dare you!" I notice when the anger enters his eyes. I may be drunk but not enough to notice a shift in my boyfriend.

"Dude….I'm really sorry," I reply. "How would you feel if I started dating Val after everything, I told you about her." His cheeks turn a shade darker.

"T-that's different!" he huffs.

"No, it isn't," I reply walking closer to him. "Tell me how you felt when I told you that." Kyle is looking at me his eyes still wet, but no tears fall.

"I know you didn't get back together her though," he replies being stubborn. I sigh.

"Imagine if I did," I replay slowly. "Image if I said I was falling you. That I want to move to Denver to be with you. Then I say no and go fuck the one person who hurt me." Tears now escape his eyes. Each tear that falls lets me know I took things too far. We weren't dating but I felt like we were. I wasn't with anyone because I felt like I was cheating on him. Maybe that is my fault but still. I reach out touching Kyle's face as he hiccups. "It hurts doesn't it….."

"It does…" he whispers glances down. "I never stopped thinking about you….." I tilt his chin enough for him to look up at me.

"Why didn't you come back to me…." I say softly. "I love you. I would have accepted you."

"Accepted me?" he questions. "Does that mean you won't now."

"Hell no…." I hiss leaning closer to him. "You belong to me, to my heart…." I hover over his lips. "You are the other part of my soul. No one could ever have you." Kyle kissing me shocking me. I whimper against his lips feeling his passion. Kyle wraps his arms around my neck as my hands grab his ass. He moans against into my mouth making my dick twitch.

"You loved me then didn't you…" he whispers.

"Yesssss…" I admit no shame within me as this alcohol courses my system. I begin to kiss at Kyle's neck as my hands work at undoing his jeans. I feel jealous knowing Cartman had him after me. My mind hazed over I bite down on the side of Kyle's neck.

"Aaagghhh!" he cries as his hands dig into my back shoulder. He's so hard. Does he actually like that? Like it rough? I begin to lick over the bite as Kyle whines with his hand sliding up the back of my shirt. I pull away from him pulling my shirt over my head. Kyle does the same before meeting my body once more. Kyle grabs my hair by the back of my head yanking it back.

"Fuck!" I shout in surprise. Kyle kisses my neck before coming back to my lips. Our kiss becomes hunger as we both topple to the floor on top of my red carpet. I tug at Kyle's jeans pulling them off. He hasn't even taken his shoes off. I don't give a fuck about that right now. "Haaa….ha…." I quickly unbutton my pants as Kyle pulls out what I think is a condom. It's not since his lips are back on mine in a flash. "Ohhh…." His hand is so wet as he strokes my cock. "Kyle…." He falls back on my rug as I push the back of his thighs soon as I get a chance. I glare down at Kyle with an intense need budding within my chest. I pant heavily as I line with his rim. I roll my hips feeling my crown break his percenter.

Kyle mutters in pleasure as his eyes flutter. I look down at him through the strains in my hair. He looks so beautiful right now. His body is quivering with his cheeks stained pink. I start rocking my hips watching Kyle. I grab his left ankle as my left hand still pushes down on the back his right thigh. This fucking angle. My dick twitches inside of him enjoying the sound of his voice, the look on his face. Kyle shouts out in pleasure.

"Kyle….." I moan with my hips digging deeper.. I want to make him sing in pleasure. My hips pick up the pace. I want him to feel me long after I'm gone. Kyle starts wailing. "That's it…mmm…" I felt his walls pulsing on my dick. I begin to thrust in different areas to tease him. "Is it here…..ahhh…..ahhhh or here…"

"Stannnn…." he moans shuddering. I know where his spot is but I want to keep seeing that look on his face. Intense, in need of me, that face reliving he is in pure estcasy. His voice is getting louder as I inch my way closer and closer to his prostate. I release his ankle closing the gap between us. I press my chest into his as take his mouth breathing heavily before my tongue invades. Kyle groans as he sucks on his tongue.

"Yeah….." I moan as my hips start to snap. I didn't want to, but I couldn't help it. That heat…Kyle grabs on to my upper back. He cries out as his walls clamp around my dick. I listen to my thighs slapping against his almost sounding like thunder. Kyle arches his back shuddering.

"God…..damnit….." he screams. I turn out of the kiss trying to catch my breath.

"You….ahhh….." I groan. "Y-you know…ahhh…..you want to….haaa…haa….c-cum….." I have to slow my hips down. Although I am buzzing his ass still has the same effect on me. I am dangling on the edge of a climax, but I need to hold me back. I can't finish yet. I whisper into his ear what I am feeling in this exact moment. "Only I can make you feel this way….." Kyle hugs me closer panting louder.

"Yesss….." he moans. His dick spasms against my stomach. "Yessss…..haaa….o-only you…" I continue to rock my hips to a slow even pace.

"You love me…" I pant. "Haaa…..you love only me…" I need to hear him say it. I have to know that it is only going to be us for the rest of our life. That he knows there will be no others in his life romantically. Just me, just us. Kyle tightens around my cock before he can even answer.

"Yessss…..Stan…" he wails. "I love you…aahhh….." I move my face to rub my nose against his. I begin to rub his prostate harder than before. Kyle breath hitches as I begin to speed up once more.

"I love you….." I shout. "I love you….aahhh…..….." Feel it in your bones. I begin kissing Kyle as my right hand slides down palming the side of his ass.

"Ahhh…" cries Kyle bending his back. "Stan…..stan…oh my god…" I begin to thrust harder and deeper knowing it is my love for him making him feel this.

"Ky…..shit…" I pant as I feel the sweat building on my forehead. Kyle is wailing in delight. I look down seeing his lower stomach sticky with cum. "Fuck yeah…" I moan as I begin to feel it on my stomach. He's still hard too. I slow my hips feeling a cramp. "Uughhh…." That cramp hasn't completely distracted me from our pleasure.

"Ohhhh…" groans Kyle as I fall to my side breathing hard. He looks at me.

"It's just a cramp….." I pant. Kyle straddles me getting on the balls of his feet. Him dawning his red chucks makes this sexier in some way. "Ky….." I wasn't expecting him to do this. Kyle doesn't look away. He doesn't blink as he takes my dick to the brim. I yell before hissing as that heat has engulfed me immediately. My hands reach out to grab his waist but I can't. He is still on the balls of his feet. I grab the side of his knees. "Ky…haaa…" I breathe heavily trying to rein myself back in. He begins bouncing up and down not allowing me to rest.

"I love it when you call me Ky….." he grumbles. I open my eyes looking at him. My left hand meets his right hand. We tangle our fingers as he going to hop up and down on my dig like a po go stick. Kyle tosses his back whining as he starts grinding his hips.

"Shit….." I whimper. "God…" I start moaning lowly when Kyle gets off the balls of his feet with him shifting to straddle me. Kyle drops his head as his hips start winding. I have never seen him do this before. It feels as good as looks. Kyle mouth drops open.

"Stan….." he whines. "I love you so much…" My eyes flutter as I arch my back. He's going to make me climax. My voice gets noisier against my will. I gasp in shock as my blood feels like it is on fire. "A-are you getting close…..nnggghh…."

"Ky…" I cry out arching my back. Kyle hisses leaning over kissing me. His hard dick is rubbing against my abs increasing my pleasure. "Ky…..Ky…." I groan wrapping my arms around his waist. "Ky…I'm cumming…..I'm cumming…" Kyle grabs the side of my face with his right hand. He opens his eyes.

"I love you Stan…" he moans. I start diving my hips deep inside releasing all my frustrations.

"Aaagghhh…." I holler as my arms try to pull him impossibly closer to my body. "Hahhh…haaaa…" My body tenses as I continue to ride my climax.

"Oh god…" cries Kyle as my stomach becomes wet. My eyes roll into the back of my head.

"Ky…..fuck…" I whine. I gasp for air as my body starts shivering. "Ohhhh…." I am trying to focus but my body is continuing to feel our pleasure. Kyle is still rocking his hips. They are becoming slower and slower…I hold him close not wanting him to part from me. "Kyle…." He starts kissing me.

"I won't leave your side Stan," he whispers. "Not ever….." I massage my lips against his feels my tears wet my cheeks. I don't even know why I am crying. I know he loves me. I know he won't leave me. He loves me. I love him. Knowing that he went back to Cartman. I can't stop crying as Kyle lays his head on my chest with me holding him close.

My eyes begin to flutter as I feel the fog lifting just a little. I adjust to the dim lighting around me. I look around before trying to move realizing I can't. I look down seeing Kyle laying on my chest. All I can see is his curly red hair, but it doesn't take a genius to know it is him. I shift again and this time it stirs Kyle. He sits up a little staring at me. He's blinking the sleep out of his eyes.

As I gaze at him last night comes back to me. The humiliation I feel sets in immediately. I can't believe I reacted that way. I said all those things…..oh god I told him I loved him from when we first met. Fuck….I can feel my brain going into overdrive as I continue to remember how last night played out.

"You're blushing," says Kyle sitting up completely. He sits back on his knees. His hand is on my thigh making me feel a little bit more comfortable.

"Kyle I-I'm so sorry….." I apologize maintaining eye contact. I need him to know that I am really sorry. Kyle close his eyes taking a deep breath.

"Thank you, Stan," he replies. He opens his eyes focusing on me. "You….you really hurt me."

"I know…." I mutter. "I don't understand why I got so mad…."

"You explained why last night," he replies. "Unless that wasn't true." I shake my head no. I may not remember exactly what I said but I know for a fact it was the truth. I already don't like lying so I know being drunk I am completely unfiltered.

"It is really how I felt," I admit. "I just don't know why I would be so jealous of your ex." Kyle crawls over closer to me.

"You felt like we already together," he says grabbing my hand. "I feel like an idiot for thinking it could work with him." I look at Kyle thinking about what he said.

"Did you love him?" I ask. Kyle sighs.

"I know I didn't," he replies confidently. "I feel like I didn't know what love is until I met you." Kyle face turns red. "I wish I had reached out to you. I just…didn't want to do a long distance relationship. I didn't want to force you to move for my own selfish needs." I chuckle pulling my knees into my chest wrapping my arms around my knees.

"Yet I moved anyway," I replied. "I have no shame in saying I moved here to be with you. I…" I still feel embarrassed slightly. "I love you. I was willing to take that chance," Kyle eyes water but he rubs the tears away. Kyle begins to sniffle. "Don't cry…."

"How can I not," he whispers looking down. "If I wasn't so ashamed and scared….."

"It's okay now," I reply. "We are together. I'm not going anywhere. No matter what." Kyle glances up at me. "I'm sorry for everything. God look at your neck…" Kyle pats his hand over the side of his neck. There are several teeth marks a left behind and bruising. Kyle surprises me when he smiles.

"I actually like it," he smiles. I chuckle.

"Are you serious!" I exclaim. He nods his head yes. I laugh a little. "I still feel bad. I'm really sorry." Kyle stands up smiling. I can't help but take in his naked body. He tilts his head placing his right hand on his hip.

"I am serious…" he says. "So want to shower with me?"

"Hell yes," I reply standing up. "How come I am still dressed?"

"It was too hard to get your clothes off," explains Kyle laughing as I follow him into the bathroom.

"I am drowning in your scent," I reply before chuckling.

"I am sure it smells like sex," states Kyle. I chuckle removing my clothes. The air between us is different. It's a good different. I feel stronger, more confident in our relationship. I can't help it as I fuck the shit out of Kyle in that shower. I wish he didn't have to leave but I know he must go home at some point.