Disclaimer: I do not own South Park, admit it, if anyone but Matt Stone and Trey Parker owned it, it would probably suck.

"Seriously! But..but I thought it was a joke." said Kyle alarmed. "Aw come'on Ky, I'll make it worth your while." said Stan skimming over the page on home tattooing. "How?" asked Kyle, crossing his arms in front of his chest defiantly.
"I'll let you top tonight." offered Stan. Kyle immediately dropped his jaw, he had never topped before. "You mean it? No joke?" asked Kyle softly. "I mean it, if you can take some pain in your ass tonight, I can take some in mine." assured Stan, he went into the kitchen and boiled the shit out of a needle before attaching it firmly to a pencil and wrapping it in thread. When he went back into his bedroom Kyle was sitting naked on the bed looking nervous. Stan opened a jar of pain and dipped the needle in "You ready?" asked Stan, Kyle laid down on his stomach "Ready as I'll ever be." replied Kyle. Stan grabbed a bunch of paper towel from his desk and knelt behind Kyle.
"What's the paper towel for? I'm not gonna bleed am I?" asked Kyle nervously twisting his back so he could see. "Relax, it's to clean up the ink." chuckled Stan, he kneaded the flesh of Kyle's lower back to get him relaxed before he drew his design in pen and poked the needle into Kyle. Kyle whimpered and tensed.
"Shhh it's ok." cooed Stan continuing with the tattoo. An hour and a half later, they were done. Stan wiped away the excess ink and took a picture with his phone, handing it over to Kyle. "I like it," laughed Kyle, it really hadn't hurt as much as he expected it to.
"Good cuz your stuck with it." laughed Stan, he kissed down Kyle's back and gripped his hips eagerly. "Not so fast, you said I could top." reminded Kyle, rolling over onto his back. "Oh yeah." sighed Stan "Please be gentle." Kyle nodded and reversed their positions, kissing his lover gently. "I won't hurt you, I promise." whispered Kyle lovingly. They started the slow, gentle lovemaking that a couple can only achieve by completely knowing the other's body. When they were done they lay together, naked underneath the sheets, whispering sweet-nothings as they fell asleep together.