We landed in California and I am actually grateful for their warm winter's. South park is covered in snow but here it is only in the 70's. We are in the SUV that the driver picked us up taking us to Kyle's house. The fitting is tomorrow morning with us flying out the following day. I have to keep reminding myself I am doing this for the sake of Kyle and his career. He has worked hard and given up a lot to get where he is now. This is the least I can do for him.

"Are you going to be okay?" whispered Craig. I nodded. I am honestly not sure if I will be okay but I will have to get over that and quick. We are pulling up to the front of the house. I brought my laptop with me so I could work on my second book. The first one is now complete. Wendy is currently proof reading it for me and she is doing it for free. I will be sure to pay her although she said she doesn't need anything.

I have my smallest luggage bag with me. I don't need to much. I am glad I packed some tee shirts though. Catherine greets us at the door just as happy and full of energy as always. I force a smile on my face as I follow her to show Ike and Craig which room they are staying in. They head into their room leaving her and I alone.

"So how was the flight?" she asked.

"It was fine," I reply keeping it short.

"So you have known Kyle a long time right?"

"Since kindergarten,"

"I just wanted to double check. Has he said anything to you? He has been kind of distant." Dare I say I actually feel bad for her.

"When he is stressed out he can sometimes pull away from people so he can focus on whatever it is he needs to. Most of the time during finals week or leading up to that we would not hear from him. It's nothing personal."

"Alright then. Thanks. I never thought anything of it but at the same time I have never seen him stressed out or anything. He should try being me and planning for this wedding." She starts to chuckle. "I hope you don't mind but I put you in the same room you had the last time. We should just call it the Stan room." I couldn't help but laugh.

"Thank you. Is it okay if I could have your internet code?"

"Of course. I will be sure to get that for you as soon as possible. You can go ahead and get comfortable. Dinner will be at 7pm tonight."

"Thanks,"

"Thank you," she winked before walking away. I head into my room knowing this is going to be a long weekend. I get my items settle before pulling out my laptop and start writing. I have a good stride going on when I hear my phone. I grab the phone not looking at who is calling me. "Hello"

"Are you coming to eat?" asked Craig. I looked down and saw it was 10 after 7pm.

"Shit, yeah, I will be right there." Time had got away from me. I close my laptop and head off towards the dining hall. I wonder do they always eat in the dining hall. When I was talking to Kyle I never spoke about Catherine. I didn't want to know about anything they do together. Call me selfish. I am the last one to arrive. "Sorry I am late."

The dining table is huge. Long enough to sit at least 20 people. Only one half is being currently occupied. I sit down next to Craig.

"No worries," smiled Catherine. She grabbed someone and told them to bring me some soup. "I hope you are good and hungry."

"I am," I replied getting comfortable in my seat. I am doing my best not to look at Kyle. "Hey Kyle." No need to be rude. Kyle waves his hand at me.

"No need to be rude hun," said Catherine. "Tell him hi."

"Hi Stan," said Kyle before focusing on his soup.

"Sorry," apologized Catherine. I nod not wanting to say anything further. My soup is placed in front of me. I can tell it is home made tomato basil. I took a sip and smiled. Mother of god this is good. "I knew you would like it."

"Yeah, this is delicious," I start to focus on my soup.

"You know Ike," said Catherine. "I think you could do very well here as a realtor. Have you ever considered relocating?"

"No. I have grown up in South Park and I prefer to stay there. California is on a bigger scale. I would also need to get licensed to sale in this area as well."

"I can see you doing it. Maybe you could dedicate yourself to one area." Ike laughs.

"I could sure but then that would be a disservice to my clients. They all deserve my full attention. If I open up to sales here, that would cut in on everyone's time." Catherine smiled.

"You are just phenomenal," she said continuing to grin.

"So how is that wedding going?" Craig chimed in with a slight attitude.

"It's going great. We are putting on the final touches. I am so excited. I will be Mrs. Broflovski in another 3 weeks." I can't look at neither one of them right now.

"So you decided to go with our Jewish ceremony?" asked Ike.

"Um no," admitted Catherine. "Kyle is going along with our Catholic ceremony." Say what?

"Kyle you didn't tell me that," replied Ike looking at his brother.

"I didn't want to have to hear mom's mouth,"

"Hear her mouth, you will be lucky if she doesn't walk out."

"I am sure Mrs. Broflovski will stick around to see her oldest get married,"

"You really don't get it," said Ike. "Our mother is a very proud woman. She loves us, brought us up to be proud in our Jewish faith." Catherine snorted.

"If she can accept you being gay she can accept Kyle doing a catholic marriage. I am not asking him to give up his faith." I almost choked on my soup. I couldn't believe she said that.

"Cat, that was uncalled for," stated Kyle looking at her.

"I'm sorry," she apologized. "I didn't mean to be rude but I am not going to be made to feel guilty in my own home." Ike just shakes his head as the server takes his empty bowl away. No one says anything for what feels like ages. If I was not hungry I would have left the table and had gone to my room.

I am glad when the next meal arrives. Marinated lamb, asparagus, and couscous. It was really good. I excused myself after that hightailing it to my room. I haven't felt that much tension since Shelly told mom and dad she was knocked up at 17. I sigh sitting down on my bed. That dinner conversation was so bad, I was glad when we are able to leave the table. I actually skipped dessert because I wanted to get the hell away from there. I would get online and pull up Netflix but I still need the internet code. I also want to see where Wendy is with the proof reading. I would like for the book to be out January 1st. I know on Kyle's wedding day. This has nothing to do with him.

I am well into my writing when I hear a knock on my door. "Come in," I am surprised when I see that it is Kyle. I go back to focusing on the screen in front me. I must stay strong.

"I was told you needed the internet code. I wrote it down on this paper for you." He hands the paper out to me.

"Thank you," I reply taking it from him. I sit it on the nightstand next to me and went back to typing. I know he is still staring at me, I can feel him still staring at me.

"How are you?"

"I'm fine,"

"So we are back to that?"

"Kyle, I am not trying to be rude to you in anyway but I told you how I felt," I am still typing not skipping a beat.

"We were good being friends though right?"

"Yeah we were but I can't be friends with you anymore," I can feel myself becoming choked up that I stopped talking. "Please respect my decision."

"Why the fuck are you even here?" he asked almost yelling. Now I am distracted. I sit my computer aside and swing my feet over the side of the bed.

"I am your best man. I owe you that much."

"Oh, so now you are doing me a favor?"

"Actually, yes I am," I say with confidence.

"I will tell you why you are here," Kyle walks up on me so fast that I blinked and he is in front of me. "You are here because you love me." He starts kissing me and I am trying to shake him off.

"Kyle no!" I exclaimed.

"You love me," he repeats. "You are here because you love me." He starts kissing all over my face and neck.

"Kyle," I whine.

"I know you want me because I want you," he says grabbing me. Dear god it is taking everything in me to push him off of me. I was succeeding until he pulled my dick out. Before I could protest he has his lips locked around it.

"Shit," I cry. I haven't had a blow job in a while. I am not going to even try to remember how long. Kyle starts taking more of me into his mouth. I can feel his saliva started to build up as he continues to suck me. I look down at him. He has no shame at all doing this under the roof he shares with Catherine. I start panting and trying to hold in my voice in. I feel his mouth tighten around me as I feel more warmth and wetness. I then realized he just deep throated me. "Oh my god."

Without meaning to I start thrusting my hips into his mouth. I can hear him gagging which feels good. He grabs my hips trying to hold me back which works because he is a bit stronger than me. He removes one hand to grab my balls and start playing with them.

"Oh fuck," I moan as I feel my orgasm looming. Kyle must like this reaction as he moans on my dick. With this sensation, I start coming so hard into his mouth. I am leaning over almost trapping Kyle in my lap. I feel like I can't think right now. Kyle sits up from my lap pulling me in for a kiss.

"I love you. I want us to keep in touch okay. I know you love me, I know this is hard, it's hard for me too. We can do this." I shake my head no as I try to keep the tears from falling. "I know you think this about sex but it's not." Kyle stands up and I can see that he is hard, very hard. "I am going to take care of this, by myself. Let me know if you need anything." Kyle quickly leaves leaving me stunned. Shit. I keep trying to do the right thing and here he is trying to pull me back in. I look down at my lap remising of what just happened.