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OK Guys! Sorry for the wait again! Anyway I hope you like this chapter as an apology seeing as I finally get to use the M Rating ;)

Chapter Seven

Let's Do It

Stan sat there, head in his hands.

"What should I do?" he mused to himself.

"Oh hey Stan!" Randy came in through the front door taking off his coat and shaking the snow out of his mustache. "Whacha up to?"

"Dad, I got a serious problem," Stan sighed deeply for extra effect. Randy took a spot next to his son and Stan looked at the man who looked like an older, more tired version of himself. Stan wondered if he would look like that when he grows up. He just hoped he wont act like him when he grows older.

"And I got a solution, tell me what's wrong."

"Well, let's say you like someone else but you're in a relationship and the person you like, you aren't supposed to be with but you like, like them…" Stan trailed off not sure if his sentence even made a lick of sense. He stared hopefully at his father who seemed in real deep thought.

"If you love that person you shouldn't let anything get in your way." Stan was surprised at his father's advice it was….actually useful.

"What if you don't know if that person doesn't love you back?"

"Well, love is like that sometimes. You either get the happy ending or you don't all that matters is that you try! Set things straight face all the consequences, because there will be some, and get the person you're in love with to fall in love with you if it doesn't happen then that just means they weren't for you."

"I see…thanks dad!" Stan got a random surge of energy. He jumped up and got his shoes and jacket on. He was still worried that this would ruin their friendship but he knew their bond was stronger than that of best friends or kissing buddies or whatever what they have between each other was more special than anyone could comprehend and now that he sorta understands it he wants to give it a try.

In Kyle's room he got ready for tonight. Earlier while walking home with the three blonde boys he was informed of their little get together and as much as he wanted to skip out but his fucking soft side for puppy eyes and pouty lips down by cute little blondes told him otherwise.

'Hey'- Kyle

'Hey'- Kenny

'You coming tonight?'- Kyle

'No, gotta work'- Kenny

'O'- Kyle

'Well, make that dough for daddy or else I have to slap a hoe do you know what I am saying?'- Kyle

'Yes daddy'- Kenny

Kyle giggled at Kenny's willingness to go along with his weird moments. Outside the red head could hear honking as he went to go check he stubbed his toe and cursed loudly. Grumbling and then checking out the window he saw Stan waiting outside his blue car honking for him to come down. His face blew up. He grabbed his jacket and checked his outfit out in the mirror. A dressy casual look with a faded green button up under a dark green sweater with dark jean pants. He put his brown ankle boots and left out the door.

Stan was wearing a baby blue shirt with a dark blue tie and a bark brown jacket with jeans. Kyle's face grew hotter it was like a date.

No, you mustn't think that way…there's no way Stan likes you it's over remember you took this day to forget! All you want now is to be by his side…right?

Wrong. Although Kyle is trying to stop, his feelings for Stan is just too deep. But he pushes these thoughts to a forgotten corner in his mind.

"Come on, let's go!" Stan smiled still high from reaching 'nirvana' or his version of it. Jumping into the car Kyle took a second to remember the cramped, wet, hot moments they shared in that backseat. The poof ball haired boy shook his head. He didn't need to think of these things.

"Yea….let's go," he muttered buckling himself in and pulled out his phone to text the blondes of their arrival.

'I can't go'- Butters

'Me neither'- Tweek

'And I won't be able to make it as well'- Pip

Kyle's heart stopped.

'WHY?'- Kyle

'Grounded'- Butters

'Got called down to hell with business from the dark lord douche bag himself'- Pip

'Busy time at coffeeshop can't talk gotta go!'- Tweek

"I hate lying to Kyle," Tweek whined to the other two as they all sat on Butters' bed.

"It's for the good of them both that we just let it go," Butters comforted the fretting teen.

While, said two teens sat in the car Kyle so obviously knows he's been set up. The red head face palmed and just gave in. Just because he is getting over his little crush doesn't mean he can't hang out with his best buddy.

Unless of course his crush is his best friend.

'Fuck my life' the Jew's stomach churned. The drive was long and agonizing as they sat in silence for most of the ride there. When they finally made it Stan went in first to check the reservations and they were moved to a table for two….in the couple section. Kyle's face has never been in such a deep shade of red. Stan's face matched in color and expression. They sat down and the waiter introduced himself and started them off with glasses of water. Kyle was already hiding behind his menu trying not to look at the odd stares of the couples or, especially, Stan.

"Look," Stan sighed finally starting a conversation with the Jew. "We need to talk….I'm-"

"DON'T SAY IT," Kyle blurted out receiving a few confused glares from the other tables. "Just don't say it I already know…"

"Kyle…." Stan knew his words weren't reaching his super best friend he was still afraid of rejection. The tan teen felt stuck what could he do to get Kyle to see things his way? Stan stood up and stared down into Kyle's freckled face, he grabbed Kyle's arm and pulled him up so he was also standing. Then right there in front of everyone Stan kissed Kyle with deep passion. He filled the kiss full with all his feelings and tried his best to convey them through Kyle.

At first in shock, Kyle fell into a deep trance all he could think about was the soft feel of Stan's mouth pressed against his and that warmth he didn't realize he had missed so much. He gave in, his heart could be defiant no longer. If Stan kissed him with such earning there's no way he would fall deeper for him. Stan took this chance while Kyle was caught up in the kiss to speak.

"Kyle I didn't mean to hurt you I just didn't want to lose this thing we had with each other I don't know, dude, I wasn't thinking because now when you're not around I only think of you and when you are around I don't know how to act! I mean we can't exactly be normal friends anymore I mean shit, even my girlfriend does nothing for me…I guess what I mean to say is…I think I love you…dude?" Stan stated awkwardly. He never would have thought he would confess in this way to none other than his super best friend of many years.

"Stan…I…I think I love you too…" Kyle almost spewed the words like poison. Saying it aloud was less comfortable than realizing it in your head. Stan ignored the tone and smile lightheartedly.

"Come on let's go get some pizza this isn't even our style…" Stan grinned in victory. Suddenly the whole restaurant which had been watching this whole spectacle stood and clapped. The couples cheering them on and demanding an encore. Stan shrugged as he did the one thing he's always wanted to do: dip Kyle and kiss him tenderly. Their audience erupted with cheers and laughs and d'awws to Kyle's chagrin.

Unbeknownst to the both of them, across the street at the café hid three blonds with pairs of binoculars in handy."They kissed! They kissed!" Butters jumped for joy. "Oh boy oh boy! THEY KISSED!" Pip tried to calm him down and convinced him to come back home since he got to see his ship sail.

Kyle and Stan went to Shakey's to get two large cheese pizzas (one with olives on it) and a two liter of sprite ate all of it to the horrified faces of another group of friends watching. They then went to the arcade and strictly played guitar hero, gaining another crowd except this time Kyle wasn't as embarrassed as before. Then they went to their favorite spot, Stark's pond and sat at the edge of the dock with their legs hanging over the water. Really it was the ideal date. They haven't had this much fun since that night. Stan was finally glad to be able to talk freely with his best friend again. It was late now the sunset steadied on the water neither commented on its beauty since they see it all the time but always took out some time to enjoy the scenery none the less. It was more sentimental to watch in silence anyway, right?

Stan looked over to the red headed Jew and smiled as he studied the freckled faced boy something he found quite enjoyable. The light reflected well in his green eyes that always seem to reflect the best of anything especially people. His cheeks flushed from the cold still not obscuring his beautiful freckled and his extreme red hair nor his porcelain skin and slim jaw line. Stan's eye's cropped to Kyle's sharp Cupid's bow and licked his lips. He wanted to kiss the boy again. Now that Kyle was back to him all he wanted to do was kiss him again and again till their lips grew bruised and raw.

Kyle took notice at the boy staring at him but played it off well. Then while Stan fantasized Kyle went in for the kill repaying Stan tenfold for the fiasco in the restaurant. Kyle kissed the dark haired boy with such fervor, such desire, such want Stan could only whimper in pleasure. It didn't take long for the kiss to heat up turning their chilly winter night into a hot summer's day in seconds. Stan hand ghosted over Kyle's as they continued their battle for dominance. Kyle took a break sighing deeply and pressing his forehead to Stan's.

"I'm ready."

It took some time for Stan to fully understand what Kyle was implying but once it clicked his face said 'I just shat bricks' he jumped up and ran to go start the car. Kyle giggled at the man's haste. Following him after dusting off his jeans he hoped in the car and watched as sweat rolled down Stan's neck.

"A-are you sure?"

"Yeah now fucking drive so you can fuck me." Kyle knew how to seduce a man as he climbed over placed his hand on Stan's thigh dangerously close to you know what and blew hotly into his ear. With that motivation it took Stan .05 seconds to speed out of the parking lot and down the road to his house. Thank the Lord that they live in a small town they made it home in record time; 7 minutes! They got out the car and enter into the Marsh's house Shelley was out with friends partying, Sharon was at her book club meeting, and Randy was out drinking all of them should take an unreasonable amount of time away from home so they were safe.

"Um do you wanna shower?" Stan asked as he got out his towel and a Kyle's, the curly headed kosher man nodded his head. First, Stan went into his and Kyle used the guest bathroom. Both of them gave themselves confidence talks. They both talked themselves into being ready especially Kyle since he felt his heart beating 1 million beats per second he didn't know if he was dead or not. Stan just threw on some black underwear and sat on his bed waiting for Kyle the silence was killing him. He prepared everything and dimmed his lights also letting the moon light the room. It was all very romantic and extremely embarrassing. When the door creaked open Stan's head snapped over to Kyle naked, with a white towel gripping at his tiny waist for dear life. At first nervous but grew calm once Stan saw the breath taking sight of his friend in nothing but a towel already threatening the male by slipping.

Stan could tell Kyle was frozen at the door so he got up and sauntered over to the trembling red head only causing him to tremble more. Stan wrapped his arms around the small man and kissed his forehead. He drunk in the sight of Kyle's pink face and the water dripping down his pale chest his completely perk pink nipples taunting the ravenette to no end. I'f Kyle knew even a little bit of what he was doing to Stan his face would turn firetruck red.

"You don't have to do this…" Stan confessed looking Kyle in the eyes sincerely.

"No I love you and I want you to have my virginity…" Kyle responded embarrassingly. Stan grew fired up at his cute blushing face but stilled his heart so he wouldn't scared Kyle.

"I can't give you mine," Stan said sadly. He had slept with many girls including Wendy already.

"I know and I'm ok with that…" Kyle gave a calmed smile filled with trust. He was sure and super ready he's been wanting this secretly for a long time. Stan wordlessly accepted and started to kiss Kyle again like always immediately they were down each other's throats. Kyle snaked a hand up to Stan's hair and Stan rested his on the Jew's unbelievably enticing hips. The way he rolled them as he stood on his tippy toes to reach Stan's mouth was cute.

Like magic the kiss was perfect creating fireworks in the pits of their stomachs. Stan took Kyle to the bed laying him down then straddling his waist. He kissed his little Jew more then moved to kiss his neck disappointed that his hickeys were already starting to fade he figured to give him more that would stay for a long time. Kyle struggled under his attacks feeling his chest growing tight as Stan's hands wandered lower. Kyle's arms shot up and around Stan's back holding him over his chest.

"Oh so you do like it when I play with your cute nipples, huh?" Stan teased watching Kyle's expression darken. He smirked and dipped his head taking a slow and prolonged lick at one nipple. Kyle shuffled and bit back a moan. After a while the struggle grew too intense as Kyle cried out in pleasure as Stan licked and sucked and licked and sucked alternating between the two pink buds. Stan grew harder and harder with Kyle's moans and pleas.

"Bite it!" Kyle commanded and Stan complied lightly teething the nipple while rolling the other one with his hand. Kyle arched as Stan kissed his chest and ventured lower kissing every inch of skin he past leaving Kyle's torso covered in love marks. When he got to the edge of the towel he took a deep breath and opened the towel. Out flung Kyle's harden member dripping with precum completely red and quivering. Stan found it cute and matched with the red head. Sticking out his tongue he lapped up the precum sending chills up Kyle's spine.

After a few minutes of just licking Stan had Kyle writhing in completely pleasure moaning his name wantonly. His hips rolling and thrusting upwards for more. "Ah Stan what you're doing to me! Please don't stop!" Stan finally took the whole thing into his mouth and enjoyed Kyle's undoing as he bobbed his head up and down. Finally releasing Kyle with a popping noise and earning an unamused growl from the boy who was so close. Stan got up and went into his nightstand.

"It's half empty," Kyle noted.

"Actually it's half full," Stan joked but was met with a pillow to the face. "I use it to masterbate ok!?" Stan confessed blushing at Kyle's smirk.

"I know," he apologized sitting up and kissing the tan boy. Stan kissed back while removing his boxers. Kyle caught wind of his actions and took his chance to take a glance. He thought grimly this is going into me? Um no fucking way! Mom's dildo isn't even that big! Kyle shook his head in disbelief.

"Heh. Don't worry," Stan calmed down the Jew while slicking up his fingers with literally a butt fuck ton of the messaging oils. Laying Kyle back down Stan sought to detract Kyle. He kissed him aggressively leaving him no chance to breathe or fight back. His other hand roamed Kyle's skin violating every piece of flesh he had while the other soaking one played at his entrance.

One finger enters unnoticed by the too far gone kosher and Stan tests it out by moving and wiggling his finger about the place. Kyle mewled in discomfort and pleasure when a second one entered. Stan stretch out his incredibly tight hole more by scissoring. Kyle's hips rolled and thrusted themselves onto the offending object. A third entered and Kyle gasped back arching from Stan's large fingers pumping and stretching. Stan's self-control, or what was left of it was breaking. His member grew lonely and demanded attention as it ached.

Stan removed his fingers and Kyle panted heavily knowing something much bigger was coming back to fill him up. Kyle raked his hands up and down Stan's chest conveying to the tan football player that he wanted him now. Stan opened up a condom and slide it over his dick making sure it was lubricated and tested out Kyle's star shaped asshole one more time. When he figured it'll pass he pressed the head of his cock to Kyle's quivering hole and pushed harder into the welcoming warmth. He was halfway in he felt Kyle tighten and suck him in further.

Big fat tears rolled down Kyle's face as he cringed biting back a scream. He didn't want Stan to think something was wrong. After a few breaths he nodded to continue. It grew cramped and uncomfortable as Stan rested deeper his whole length inside of the heated place. Kyle could barely control his breath it was erratic and loud. Stan kissed Kyle's nerves away and just like that he pulled out and thrusted back in slowly. Kyle cried out the loudest and highest he has ever done before. His cheeks flushed as his moans grew more and more slutty.

Not before long Kyle grew even harder his member becoming hot and wet. The pace was nice for them both until Stan started fumbling and moving to different angles Kyle got the general idea and helped him out.

"I-I thi-think you're looking-gah fah-for here mmh!" Kyle directed and Stan tested it out making Kyle's head loll back and his eyes roll. He saw stars and exclaimed OH MY GOD as Stan kept hitting it. Kyle could even remember what the thing was called but shit did he thank it. "NO NO AH MORE GIVE IT TO ME HARDER FASTER NOW!" Kyle commanded loudly leaving Stan no option but to speed up each thrust Kyle would pull him in deeper and become tighter his hole convulsing around Stan. Stan was so close as was Kyle. He could see it in the Jew's green eyes which were swallowed up by his pupils that he was nearing the deep end. Kyle threw his arms around Stan bringing him closer and Stan putting his hand between their two hot bodies and pumping Kyle's harden flesh with great fervor. Each pump closer and closer to release. "AHWW FUCK STAN!" Kyle started to speak in Hebrew repeating the same phrase over and over again like a chant followed by Stan's name.

Kyle froze his head rolling back his body seemingly levitating off the bed and his thirsty whole tightening and jerking as he came all over his stomach. Stan followed soon after growling and moaning Kyle's name as he gave a few raged and tired thrust. Slowly riding out his and Kyle's orgasm as he came. They grunted and panted for a few moments Stan resting over Kyle. The pale Jew's hands still planted firmly on the other's back. Stan stayed shivers running through his whole body. After a while he finally pulled out leaving Kyle to moan at the loss and already start to feel soreness. Stan disposed of the contraception in the bathroom waste basket.

Returning with a warm wet towel to clean the both of them up Stan noticed the red head was falling asleep with an extremely happy face on.

"Mmm, Stan, that felt good we should do it all the time," Kyle hummed amused already half lidded eyes drifting off to sleep. "I love you, Stan" Kyle smiled sweetly. Stan sighed and pulled on his black boxers and crawling into bed with his new lover. An instant pang of guilt struck Stan's chest as he remembered he still had to fix other business in order to officially be with Kyle.

"I love you too, Kyle" Stan kissed the sleeping man softly and pulled the covers over him. Stan knew he had to do something and this time the right way. Allowing himself to fall asleep peacefully and sleeping better than he has in days.

Author's Notes: Ok so I wanted to write more but it's all gonna be pushed over to the next and maybe the last chapter...yeah sad I know I really liked this story! ANYWAY tell me what you thought of this chapter and let me know if there are any mistakes! I have terrible grammar! Plus it's been a while since I last wrote porn...ehe hope it was good for you as it was for me!

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