Disclaimer: I don't own South Park.

A/N: Ok, this IS NOT the last chapter, there will be many more. There is like rape in this chapter, kinda. There's not really sex, just some lime scented things.

Stan and Kyle came to lunch with their arms wrapped around each other's waists, smiling.

"You two make me sick," Cartman said. Stan just shrugged as they sat down. He is had a lot on his mind.

"Ya know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were jealous," Kenny said.

"Yeah right," Cartman said, crossing his arms.

As Kyle and Cartman where coming out of their algebra class, Cartman pulled Kyle aside.

"Meet me at my house after school," he said looking Kyle straight in the eyes.

"Why?" Kyle asked suspiciously.

"Just be there, it's important," Cartman said, before wandering off, leaving Kyle confused.

"What was that all about?" Stan asked.

"Cartman wants me to come over his house after school, he sounded serious."

"Well, okay, just go to my house later, I don't trust Cartman."

"Okay, bye," Kyle gave Stan a quick kiss before rushing off.

(At Cartman's House)

"Okay Cartman, why the hell did you want me to come over?" Kyle asked, standing in the doorway. Cartman said nothing and pulled Kyle inside. He threw Kyle down on the sofa, climbing on top of the boy, pinning him down.

"Get the fuck off me!" Kyle yelled, before he could protest any longer, Cartman pulled him in for an intense kiss.

"Kyle, I love you, be with me," Cartman said with desire. Kyle just starred, unsure of what to say or do.

"Why do you think I was so mean to you all these years?"

"C-cartman, I'm with Stan, I-"Kyle was cut short by another kiss. Cartman forced his tongue into Kyle's mouth. Kyle didn't kiss back, he tried to kick Cartman off him, but Cartman hadn't lost any weight from when they were kids, so for Kyle, it was almost impossible. He had never felt so helpless.

The other boy pressed his hips to Kyle's. Kyle screamed. He wanted Stan right now, his mind went blank, he couldn't think.

"I know you like Stan, but when I'm through with you, you'll see differently."

"N-no," Kyle pleaded.

(At Stan's House)

Stan sat on his bed holding a razor in his hands. He wanted to slit his wrists, but he knew Kyle would be mad. Stan sighed. Shelly would be home any minute to kick his ass, for no apparent reason.

"Where is Kyle?" Stan asked himself. It was late and Stan decided to go over to Cartman's house.

Cartman was still kissing Kyle roughly, ignoring the other boy's struggles and cries. He squeezed Kyle's wrists hard, guiding them down his pants, forcing the redhead to rub Cartman's erection.

"You can't escape, Kyle, you're mine now." Cartman moaned. At that moment, Stan burst into the house.

"Kyle! What the...."

Cartman climbed off Kyle to face Stan.

"Stan, this isn't what it looks like," Kyle said through tears.

"What do you think you're doing Cartman?!"

"Stay out of this, Stan!" Cartman yelled.

Stan gritted his teeth and looked over at Kyle, who was curled up into a little ball, crying. Stan threw a punch at Cartman, knocking the boy to the ground. Cartman got up, and punched Stan back. Stan gave Cartman a kick in the balls, but Cartman, wasn't willing to give up. He gathered all his strength and punched Stan on the side of his head, causing him to bleed.

"Stan!" Kyle screamed. Stan had just enough strength to kick Cartman again. He boy screamed in pain as Stan picked up Kyle, cradling him in his arms, and ran out of the house.

Stan got ice for his wound and laid Kyle down on the bed. Stan would be fine for now, but was worried about Kyle. He lay next to his boyfriend, stroking his curls.

"Are you okay, baby?" he asked.

"S-stan, I love you, Cartman forced me, I tried to get out, b-but couldn't do anything, please don't be mad," Kyle stuttered.

"Shhh.... I know, I know."

"So we're still together?" Kyle asked.

"Of course," Stan said, cupping Kyle's cheek.

"Is you're head alright?" Kyle asked.

"It's fine," Stan replied.

"I'd better go, Kyle said after a pause. "My mom might be worried."

"Okay, see you later."

"You sure you're okay?" Kyle asked again.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

Kyle closed the bedroom door. Stan picked up the razor again, putting it to his wrist.

Ok, so if you review there will be more chapters! So please tell me what you think!

-PoisonCherry69