"Go to the nicest hotel in South Park and order room service. I'll be there in a minute." Death disappeared. Butters blinked but didn't feel the urge to pass out this time.

Death popped around South Park looking for someone who was attractive and open to possession. It wasn't easy. Most guys who were attractive enough were so full of themselves Death was pushed out by their ego before he could even begin to take hold. He slipped into another boy only to find that he thought himself the best thing to happen to the world since ice cream. Death was back on the street gagging with pure disgust when a boy walked through him. He was so open to possession that Death was swept into him. Death looked at his new reflection in a nearby shop window and smiled.

Butters sat on the big fluffy bed of his suite eating pizza and watching SALT on the huge flat screen TV and wishing he could run on top of cars like she could. The bedroom itself was huge! Big enough to throw a party in. Butters considered calling over his classmates for a send off. If he was supposed to die anyway why not blow his college fund? But there was something on his mind as he watched the woman escape her pursuers. Death had said that he wanted to avert Butters' death even if it meant he'd be sent to hell. That meant that Death could save him but there was no way that butters could live with the consequence. Besides if he died then they could move on forever or Butters could become death too and they could be together like that.

Butters thought about the time he and Kenny had snuck up to the roof of the school during a lunar eclipse and Kenny had asked him where he'd want to go if they could go anywhere in the world. Before they'd started dating, Butters had thought about all the places he'd go when he was free of his overbearing parents. But right that moment he couldn't thing of anywhere he'd rather be. Even cold and getting snowed on he was happy lying on the gravel covered roof wrapped in Kenny's arms.

Butters sighed as someone knock at the door. Bouncing up from the bed butters walked into the living room and opened the door Clyde Donovan was standing there with a smile on his face. Butters frowned. "H-hey Clyde, What are-" Butters was cut off by Clyde kissing him. Butters went limp as emotions slammed into him. Clyde held him up and continued to kiss him, slipping his tongue into Butters' mouth. Butters clutched at Clyde's jacket not sure if he should push away or pull closer. Clyde pulled away and gave him a cheeky grin. "Hey Ken." Butters breathed still trying to get strength in his legs.

Death picked butters up bridal style and carried him through the living room and into the bedroom of the suite. With one final kiss, Death laid Butters on the bed. "Miss me?" Death asked.

"You were gone?" Butters asked trying to seem nonchalant even though his skin was now the same color of his powder pink t shirt.

Death laughed and hopped on the bed next to butters resting a hand on Butters' hip, loving the heat that radiated through his jeans. "What do you think? Do you know this guy?"

Butters nodded caressing Death's borrowed cheek. "Clyde Donovan. He's kind of a friend."

Death looked worried. "Will that make it weird for you?"

Butters stopped to think. "No. Well not really. Clyde isn't a bad guy but I wonder if he'll remember it?"

"He won't." Death assured him.

"Well I might think about it when I'm at school…" Butters paused remembering he might be dead soon. "Hey yeah. What were you saying earlier? About averting my death and going to hell?"

Death sighed, looking like he'd really hoped Butters had forgotten. "Well as your reaper, I'll know your death before it happens. I could warn you or move you out of the way but The Fates would imprison me in Hell. The true one, not the one humans made up to scare their children. There are no fiery pits but there's a lot of torture going on down there. We experience the deaths of all those we would have reaped. Do you want me to? Because I will. If you don't want to die I'll-"

Butters grabbed Death's hand. "Clyde, Ken, Death." Butters smiled. "Whoever. If it's my time to die then I'll die. Don't go getting yourself in trouble for me. When I die what are the chances of me becoming Death?"

Death blinked. "Better than mine. Whoever I am when I'm alive, I'm apparently immortal. So I do this every once in a while then go back to my regular life. Since you could die and not have to go back you could be death permanently. But there's no grantee. Also… if you were to die and move on, I wouldn't be able to see you. Other reapers can but since I have to go back to living, I'm not allowed to see what lies on the other side." Death rolled his eyes. "Why do you always want to talk about the sad stuff?"

"Wha!?" Butters gasped as Death crawled over him.

"When there's a hot guy in your bed you're not supposed to ask questions. You're supposed to take off your pants and let what happens, happen."

Butters tried to talk but Death kissed him and ran his hands up Butters' belly pushing his shirt out of the way. Butters moaned as Death lightly pinched his nipples. "That feels so good!" Butters moaned.

"When did you get these?" Death smirked flicking the steel barbell bisecting Butters' nipple.

Butters moaned as pain and pleasure sparked through him. "L-last week. The day you, Kenny, died. It was supposed to be a surprise but… AH!"

Death had latched onto one of Butters nipples and sucked hard. "No depressing stuff." Death chided. "Now, is all about pleasure."

Death suckled, licked, and nipped Butters nipple while rubbing and pinching the other. Butters gripped Death's head and held it in place, rattling the windows with his sounds of pleasure as he ground his erection into Death's stomach. "Oh! Oh hamburgers! Stop! Please stop. I'm gonna cum in my pants if you don't stop!"

"Do it." Death's eyes were glowing when he looked up at Butters. "Cum for me baby!"

Butters did. Cumming like he did when Kenny gave him that order. Butters shuddered as his cock spasmed and spurted. Butters had built up since Kenny's death not having an outlet. When he came down butters looked at Kenny with tears in his eyes. "What's wrong!? Did I hurt you!?" death was quickly becoming frantic.

"N-no." Butters said tearfuly. "It's just… You're saying things like Kenny again… Is it ok if I think of you as him? I know you say you're not but…"

Death kissed Butters. "Whatever makes it easier for you." Death said caressing Butters' cheek and pulling him into a hug.

Butters wiped his eyes and sniffled. "S-sorry. Kenny always said I was a crybaby."

Death kissed tears from Butters' cheeks. "You're cute when you cry though.

Butters smiled down into Clyde's face but he could only see Kenny. It was the strangest thing ever, to be lying in bed with Clyde and seeing Kenny. It was comforting but still weird as fuck. "Now it's your turn." Butters said giving Kenny his most devious smile flipping Death onto his back and undoing his pants and pulling down his pants and noticing Clyde wore no underwear as Death lifted his hips to help the process along and soon the denim of his jeans made a rasping noise as they crumpled on the floor behind butters. "So no underwear?" Butters asked his hand wrapping lazily around the erection now bared to him.

"He was like that when I found him. I just chalked it up to fate."

Butters rolled his eyes and dipped down but paused just before he took the head into his mouth. "H-hey does Clyde… I mean… He's clean isn't he?" Butters wondered if worrying about STDs was stupid since he would likely die by the end of the day anyway.

"Yes I'm clean damn it! Now quit stalling!"

Butters latched onto the head of Clyde's cock wondering for a second about what Death had just said but put it from his mind as he cataloged the differences between Clyde and Kenny. Where Kenny's cock was long and had a thick mushroom head Clyde's was uniformly thick, uncut, and had a slight downward curve that made it so easy to take into his throat. The boy under him was moaning and twisting like Kenny never had. "Fuck! He's so sensitive! I think he's a virgin!" Kenny moaned as he had to exert all his will power not to fuck Butters' throat while the blonde slowly swallowed inch after inch until his nose was buried in the neatly kept patch of pubes at its base.

Agonizingly slowly Butters pulled off swirling his tongue as he went. When the head popped free of his lips, the blonde opened his mouth to say something but Clyde grabbed his head with a growl and pulled it back onto his cock fucking his mouth and throat with rough, deep thrusts that left Butters gagging and flailing until he was able to bring his breathing and gag reflex under control. When he was calm again, Butters was content to let Clyde have his way as he desperately tried to bring himself to orgasm. It didn't take long, after only a few minutes Clyde's body tensed and he started pumping sperm down Butters' throat. "Fuck, sorry babe. He just took over." Death apologized.

Butters breathed deeply, trying to get oxygen back into his brain. "Gods! That was awesome." Kenny was always slow and loving when they had sex, always making sure Butters got the most out of anything they did together. And Butters loved that. What he didn't know is that he liked it so much better when his partner was rough with him and used him like a human sperm receptacle. He'd have to remember to let Kenny know that next time they saw each other.

"Are you sure you're ok?" Death asked.

"Yeah." Butters said leaning up to kiss Death.

Death looked far away for a second. "Get undressed and lay on your back."

The two boys moved around until butters was lying on the bed with Death between his bare legs. Clyde ran his hands under butters' thighs and gently raised them until butters was folded completely in half, his knees touching his shoulders. Clyde leaned down and dug his tongue into Butters' tight pink hole. Butters moaned in delighted surprise as Clyde rimmed him. The feeling of the wet muscle wriggling around in Butters' ass set him leaking like a broken faucet. In no time at all there was a sticky puddle of pre overflowing from his navel. The way Clyde was moaning and trying to mash his face deeper into Butters' crack was a good indication that he was enjoying himself too. Clyde's hands found their way to Butters' pierced nipples and pinched them hard. Butters' back arched as he let out a long loud moan his body spasming as he started to orgasm. Clyde's hand clamped onto Butters' cock and held firm stopping the cum that was trying to shoot out of his cock. Butters whimpered as he looked at Clyde's determined face. "No cumming until I'm fucking you. Got that?" Butters nodded as his body buzzed with his denied orgasm.

When Butters relaxed again Clyde dove into his ass and began eating him again stopping every few seconds to smack Butter's ass, reminding that he had to hold back until Clyde said it was ok. After a while Clyde moved to other areas of Butters' body. Touching every part of him with his tongue and lips until Butters was panting with lust. "Gods! Please please please fuck me! I can't take it anymore!"

Clyde smiled and pulled a bottle of lube out of his pocket. Smearing a generous amount onto his cock and Butter's opening Clyde moved closer pressing lightly on the spasming hole. Butters wiggled his ass until the head slipped in making both boys groan in rapture. "Fuck you're so tight!" Clyde groaned as his hips twitched. It was all he could do not to slam his entire cock into the other boy. That is until Butters grabbed his hips and pulled him roughly against his ass. "You like it rough baby?" Butters nodded. "Ok then."

Clyde pulled out and roughly slammed his full length into butters making the boy moan loudly and clench his ass around the thick cock plugging his ass. Clyde set a punishing rhythm slamming his cock deep into Butters who moaned like a whore pulled Clyde all the harder. Both boys were quickly coming to the edge as they locked their lips and fucked each other all the harder. Butters' concentration waned and he heard and saw white as his orgasm refused to be denied any longer. For what felt like an eternity Butters thought he'd gone insane with pleasure as his ears buzzed and his vision remained blank. He wondered if he'd ever get his senses back. Vaguely he could feel his cock twitch as his body ejected his sperm all over his abdomen but he was too far gone to care. Seconds that seemed like years passed before Butters came back to find Clyde still pounding his ass with all the force he could muster, working towards his own orgasm. Clyde slammed their bodies together with a growl and pumped his cum into the blonde.

The brunette hung his head breathing deeply as his heart rate regulated. When he finally felt under control again Clyde locked eyes with Butters a devilish glint in his eyes. "Think you can go again?" he asked his still hard cock twitching in anticipation.

Butters shifted feeling soreness in his lower body but his cock was stirring at the thought of another rough fuck. Butters nodded. "C-could we try doggy style this time?"

Clyde lifted Butters' light form and turned him over keeping his cock in the smaller boy the whole time. The cum that was coating Butters' stomach dripped lazily down onto the sheets below him as he began moving his hips back and forth fucking himself on the Clyde's cock. For a while Clyde allowed this leaning back and watching Butters' pillowy ass gobble up his cock again and again, before grabbing Butters' waspish hips and driving in deep. Butters' moaned as his depths were battered by the brunette's manhood. Clyde's mind clouded with lust and any small consideration he's harbored for the boy wrapped around his cock was snuffed out and he began fucking him with wild abandon.

Butters gasped as stars exploded across his eyes, each thrust slamming against his prostate. He'd thought Clyde had been rough with him before but this was almost too much. He tried asking him to slow down but Clyde only fucked him harder, leaning down to bite roughly into Butters' shoulder drawing a small amount of blood. Butters decided it was best to submit and began flexing his ass around the invading cock while shaking his hips slightly to scrape the sides of his passage with each thrust. Despite the borderline pain he could feel his orgasm rising when Clyde wrapped his arm around his throat and pulled the blonde against his chest still pumping him mercilessly as his free hand went to working Butter's pre gushing cock. Bringing him to an orgasm so powerful he passed out. Barely noting Clyde slamming deep inside him as he seeded his ass again as consciousness left him. All his energy gone, Clyde collapsed onto Butters' back Butters grunting lightly as his air was forced from him. Clyde kissed Butters' visible eyelid with the last of his strength before falling asleep still buried within his new lover. When the humans fell asleep Death dropped from his perch on the windowsill and went to set his plan in motion.