Tweek and Craig had been at each other's throats for years now, they always fought in public. It was pretty much always a screaming match if they were caught in the same room. Kenny had no complaints, it meant Craig was open to be with him.
"Hey, Tucker." Craig rolled his eyes as a pair of arms wrapped around his neck. He wasn't in the mood to really deal with anything, he'd been ignoring pretty much everyone all day. He didn't even fight with Tweek.
"What do you want, McCormick?" He broke out of the blonde's arms and hunched his shoulders with his hands in his pockets.
"Wanna come to my place?" His voice had a desperate and pleading tone, Craig knew what Kenny wanted but he was just in one of those moods. Of course, he wouldn't mind a blowjob and good fuck but he just wanted to go home and wrap himself into a burrito with his blankets until the emptiness he felt went away. Kenny stepped in front of him and pouted.
"Please?" Craig tried to ignore the fact that seeing Kenny beg was turning him on slightly. Kenny knew though, he knew what Craig liked and he was going to get his way. He looked away and pushed forward.
"I've got shit to do." He muttered. Kenny would not be deterred, he was horny and wanted to be fucked. He grabbed Craig's hand and squeezed it tightly, giving another pleading look.
"Just a quick one?" More begging. Craig groaned in annoyance and pulled Kenny along to the bus. Kenny took that as a yes, considering Craig hadn't let go of his hand. Kenny spent the ride fidgeting in anticipation and Craig had taken to just staring out the window. They got off with Stan, Kyle and Cartman and waved them off before making their way to Kenny's.
"Nobody's home." He opened the door and led Craig up to his room. They threw their backpacks into the corner and sat on his bed. Kenny crawled on top of him and kissed him hungrily. Craig leaned back until he was laying down and wrapped his arms around his lower back and pushed his tongue against Kenny's mouth. He was trying to tease him. He grabbed his ass tightly, Kenny's mouth opened to moan but was cut off with a tongue being shoved into his mouth. Kenny pulled away and started trailing kisses across his jawline and neck. Craig undid his jacket and pulled his shirt off, he had a nice build. Not too muscular but his abdomen was outlined faintly. Kenny smiled and continued to kiss down his body. Craig ran his hands through the blonde's hair, it was dishevelled but soft and curly. Kenny was about to take Craig's pants off but was interrupted.
"Use your teeth." He demanded, Kenny nodded hesitantly. He hooked his teeth over the waistband and tugged down on them. He got the pants down to knee-level before moving onto his underwear. He pulled them back and let go as a tease before taking them off. It wasn't anything that a lot of people would marvel at, it was average for his age and height. Kenny loved it though, he didn't really care about size, for him it was about how well it could be used. Craig usually had a lot of endurance when it came to sex.
"Okay, I swear to fucking god, if you use teeth again." Craig threatened as he felt a hand wrap around his shaft. He groaned in pleasure and squirmed impatiently. It didn't take long for a mouth to wrap around him, it had been a while since he felt this, it almost pushed him over. He grabbed locks of hair and pushed Kenny's head down more.
"F-Fuck." He was close, so close. He pushed Kenny's head away from him and panted from the exertion. Kenny tilted his head in confusion.
"I want to cum inside you." Kenny smiled and quickly threw his clothes onto Craig's and climbed on top of him. He hovered above Craig and lowered himself down slowly. He groaned in pleasure as he went down, inch by inch. Craig pulled Kenny down and kissed him aggressively, they moved together in sync. They had plenty of sex in the past and had pretty much mastered each other's physical limitations.
"I think I'm g-gonna..." He buried his head into Kenny's shoulder and bit down to muffle his loudening moans. Kenny grinded their hips together and felt himself tighten around Craig as he released.
"Fuck~" Ropes of cum came out of him and spilled onto Craig's stomach. They took a few minutes to recompose themselves.
"Are you good now?" Craig asked, pulling himself out of Kenny, who nodded. Craig got up off the bed and looked around, dizzily.
"You mind if I take a shower?" He asked, Kenny shook his head and just stared up at the ceiling happily. Craig grabbed his clothes and made his way to the bathroom, he was prepared to shower in cold water.
Craig walked home with water dripping down his face and freezing to him. It was colder than usual, making him think he should've waited to get home before taking a shower. He'd kill himself if his dad knew he was having sex with guys and coming home covered in cum wouldn't help his case. He stepped up to the door and pulled it open to see his parents and sister sitting in the living room, waiting.
"What's going on?" He instantly became nervous, did someone tell them? Who would tell them? Tweek. If it was anyone, it was Tweek. But... As of recent...
"We were worried sick about you!" His mom stood up and rushed over to him, wrapping him into her arms.
"It's been like an hour since Tricia got off the bus."
"You weren't with her. Where were you?" His dad spoke up. He balled his hands into fists and rolled his eyes.
"My fucking God, I was at a friend's working on an assignment." Lying had become routine at this point and he had no regret when it came to his dad; his mom was a different story, she loved him for who he was but he still refused to tell her, she'd just tell his dad. It was never out of malice when she told him something that Craig had told her in secret but just a habit from years of being married and in a trusting relationship.
"Why are you covered in water?" His mom brushed her fingers over his face which was now dripping again. Craig pushed past his parents and sister and ran upstairs into his room, before his dad could get the door open, he had locked it and had begun to barricade the door.
"Just leave me alone!" He yelled in an attempt to shut his family up. Lately they had taken to invading his personal life more than usual, it was depressing that he had to start using furniture to keep his family away from him. They continued to yell at him to let them in and what not. He grabbed his headphones and plugged them into his phone. He knew he'd always have music to cancel out the shitiness of everything, it was the only consistent comfort he had in his miserable life.
