Chapter 11 Work Hard, Play Harder

"We should be glad we got an immediate start on this crap really" Kyle said as both he and Stan sat at Stan's desk, as close as was comfortably possible to sit to each other. The desk was covered in books and bits of paper spread all over it.

"Yeah but, I wanted to spend time with you tonight. Is that so much to ask?" Stan asked

"No, but I'm nearly done with the last question of my lot anyway, and it's only…" Kyle looked at the clock that was bouncing around Stan's computer screen "…half-past-eight. How close are you to finishing yours?"

"I'm done, but it's not very good…then again, I don't care what grade he gets" Stan put his pen down, folded his arms on the desk, then rested his forehead on them

Kyle smiled, ruffled Stan's hair and continued writing.

Stan lifted his head up and looked over at what Kyle was doing. "How the hell do you understand all that stuff?" all the small graphs and charts Kyle had drawn on the page were making Stan's head spin.

"Done" Kyle said, putting his pen down on the paper and breathing a sigh of relief. "Erm…I dunno really. I guess algebra, maths and all that are just some of those subjects, you can either do them or you can't. I can try tutoring you if you like…just not right now." Kyle bunched up all the papers and books he was just working on and put them into a folder, which he then put in the bag with his name on it leaning up against Stan's desk.

Stan just simply bunched everything up and left it in a pile on his desk. He looked over at Kyle and smiled.

Kyle smiled back and kissed Stan softly on the cheek. "your parents come back tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah" Stan replied, sounding kind of solemn.

Kyle grabbed Stan's arm and pulled him over to the bed, kissing him gently. "No sex, you've really gotta go the extra mile for me to do that, but other than that, we can do anything you want" Kyle smiled.

Stan's eyes lit up as he smiled warmly. "How about we just start and see where we end up?"

"Fine by me" Kyle replied with a smile as he pulled Stan into a deep kiss.

Stan returned the kiss lovingly, gently pushing Kyle down, flat on his back on the bed and laying next to him, remaining locked in a kiss with the Alban haired boy. He gently brushed his fingers along Kyle's cheek.

Kyle Jerked back sharply, breaking their kiss and taking a sharp breath through his teeth.

Stan opened his eyes and sat up in alarm "Are you ok!"

"Yeah" he gingerly rubbed his cheek just under his left eye

Stan Sat up properly "Let me see" he looked over Kyle's face and saw where he had punched him earlier. "Does it hurt bad?"

Kyle nodded. "What is it?"

Stan looked deep into Kyle's hypnotic green eyes. "You're getting a black eye" Stan gave him an apologetic look

"oh" Kyle sounded stumped "That ought to be fun explaining that to my mum" he chuckled

"You're not mad at me for nearly punching your lights out?"

"You didn't know what you were doing. You were angry at Cartman for what he's doing to us. I don't blame you." Kyle leant over and kissed Stan softly.

Stan looked over at Kyle as he lay back on the pillows. Stan felt confused, any other person would have wanted to give HIM a black eye but not Kyle, he was too kind and loving…towards Stan in any case. Stan leaned back and re-initiated their kiss, slipping his tongue into Kyle's mouth.

Kyle wrapped his tongue around Stan's. Enjoying the sensations he got from feeling it's rough but slick surface. He started to un-button Stan's shirt slowly.

Stan pulled back and got up. "Let's make this a bit more fun and mysterious" he walked over to the curtains, pulled them closed, turned off the light then returned to Kyle, where they both picked up where they left off.

Kyle un-buttoned the rest of Stan's shirt and removed it. He remained locked in their kiss and ran his fingers down Stan's front, taking in every bump, line and contour. He wrapped his arm around Stan, laying slowly back down on the bed and pulling Stan with him

Stan reached down and un-buckled Kyle's belt, unzipped his trousers and quickly pushed them off. He was surprised Kyle didn't bat an eyelid other than he seemed to try and deepen the kiss a little.

Kyle's heart was racing as Stan removed his trousers and started un-buttoning his shirt. He was loving every minute of this. He loved spending time with Stan, HIS Stan, he especially liked spending time doing things like this. Kyle slowly removed Stan's trousers for him, as Stan did the same with Kyle's shirt, tossing them both aside.

They both lay there in their boxers, pressing their bodies as close and as they could. Kyle wrapped his legs around Stan as Stan gently dry-humped him.

They slowly came away from one-another. Stan kissed a line down from Kyle' mouth to his naval, then moved back up and lay next to him, cuddling Kyle gently. "I love you" Stan whispered in Kyle's ear

"I love you too" Kyle whispered in reply.

They lay there quietly in each other's arms, relaxing in each other's presence until they both slowly, and without realising, drifted into a gentle sleep.