Chapter 5

Hot Headed Cold Blooded

It was a normal Saturday morning, beginning with the late start of Stan and his best friend, Kyle. Nothing out of the ordinary except well, what had happen last night. After that incident, Stan went to get rid of his "friend". Unfortunately, it was clear that his special buddy wasn't going anywhere. What upset him the most was that it only could get off to Kyle, no one else. His lips parted into a perfect o and the way he firmly clenched his hand in Stan's hair and the sound he made as he reached his peak. Stan shook the thought out of his head for fear of another relentless night of boner.

Stan turned over and was faced with Kyle's own seemingly perfect face and he held his breath. His heart sped up and he felt like he was gonna hurl. Did they really do that? I mean, they we're drunk but that was no excuse. Thank God it didn't go too far. Stan was sure he would have took it there if Kyle hadn't fallen asleep. What would he tell his girlfriend if she found out her boyfriend cheated on her with his best friend. Stan got out of bed causing Kyle to stir and mewl. Stan hitched his breath and turned to see the messy haired boy stretch and open his eyes.

"Mm...Stan?" Kyle sat up his head was spinning a bit but not as bad as it could be if he hadn't taken those pills last night. Though, he couldn't remember what happened after he had four cups and he was sure he drank several more. Even so, he does remember the erotic dream he had last night and how amazingly real it felt. He hoped he didn't soak Stan's bed but he did have the best orgasm of his life. Kyle got up out of bed and sighed in relief when he found himself dry. He followed Stan into the bathroom. Luckily, since Kyle sleeps over they have their own spare necessities hidden in one another's house. They brushed their teeth and washed their face. Kyle grabbed his razor and started grooming himself. He was just accepting the red hair on his head but on his body it was awkward and even more red and curly in those areas plus he was hairy so he made a point to shave his legs and face every morning. He pulled off his pants and started to shave his leg vertically.

"Uh...go-good morning, Kyle," Stan greeted avoiding the hot emerald gaze. Kyle was confused. Why was Stan blushing and why was he looking away what happened last night?

"Oh god what did I do?!" Kyle exclaimed. Last time, he got naked and tried to have sex with a lamp. What did he do now? Stan just stared wide eyed. He thought 'did Kyle really not remember?' How comedic these turn of events.

"It's nothing you just cursed Shelley out that's all..." Stan shook his head. He decided this might be a good thing. If Kyle knew then things would definitely be awkward as hell. Kyle groaned, he knew that he would have to make it up to her. Kyle promptly went into his stash of clothes and had put something on his ass. The two teens went downstairs on a quest for food. Stan realized it wasn't that late (only 11am) and they could still have breakfast if they were up for it. But they had to do it now or else it would be too late and thus time for lunch.

"You hungry?" Kyle asked but Stan knew it was rhetorical. The red head was already in the kitchen heading to the cabinets and pulling out a pan to make omelets. "I better apologize to your sister I'm surprised she didn't kill me," Kyle commented. Stan watched in shock. Kyle was acting very different this morning. Usually he would groan about and then go back to sleep in a zombie like state. He wouldn't be up walking around cheerfully like a little house wife and especially wouldn't be cooking breakfast right now.

"Mmm smells great!" Sharon sniffed as she sauntered into the kitchen Randy and Shelley following in suit. Kyle gleamed at the compliments he got for his cooking skills from the Marshs, loving up the attention.

"Oh, Shelley! I'm sorry about last night!" Kyle apologized handing her a plate of omelets and French toast. The college student gave him a confused look but then she half understood when Stan was behind Kyle signing to just go along with it. Shelley nodded and took her plate before taking her seat at the table.

"Thanks! Yanno, you should be my wife you're good at cooking, you're smart, and you're something pretty to look at, completely different from Stan," she smirked and took a seat once she was satisfied with Stan's look of hurt and annoyance sprinkled with a bit of jealousy. She cackled and took her place instantly digging in. After everyone got a plate and was seated comfortably, Randy asked everyone what they had planned for the day.

"I'm going to hang out at Ms. Cartman's house," Sharon smiled and took another bite if her toast. They planned to go to that aerobics class with the hot instructor then go shopping together.

"I have classes and then later Kev and I are going on a little dinner date," Shelley responded. Stan growled.

"What do you wanna do today, Kyle?" Stan turned to his friend. Kyle just looked up at the ceiling and smiled to himself. He'd just like to stay at home all day and cuddle with Stan but then decided they needed to get out sometime. "Let's go to Stark's pond!" So as Kyle commanded, Stan follows. The two got dressed in long sleeve shirts and jeans and boots and, for once, took a walk to Stark's pond. They planned to have a little date where they would skate on the ice, or walk around the park, and then maybe they'd be gay and watch the sunset like they used to when they were kids.

"You wanna stop at the convenience store first?" Stan asked pointing to the Kum and Go down the block. Kyle nodded his head. The red head decided it would be a good idea since he could get some snacks and they could have a little picnic later. The boys walked through the snow before reaching and entering the small corner store and buying a lot of sweets. "I just thought about it, but you can't have all of it!"

"What?! Why not!" Kyle exclaimed.

"You're diabetic!"

"You guys just live to remind me! I mean, shit, you're asthmatic but every time you run in practice I'm not yelling and running toward you with your inhaler!" Kyle huffed.

"Good point, but I only worry about you," Stan added smoothly wrapping an arm around Kyle's shoulder and bringing him closer. When Stan realized how close they were and jerked away the tan boy just settled for holding hands. Kyle's scent was turning him on and he didn't like it. They walked like that in silence, Stan grinning when he saw the color that he caused Kyle to turn even though he shared the same shade on his face. Stan suddenly remembered last night's episode and the way his face was flushed then and pulled away. Kyle was beginning to think of him and this whole situation as awkward.

"You okay?" Kyle quizzed.

"Uh...um..y-yeah I'm fine, yeah..." except he wasn't fine. Stan was breaking out in a sweat. Kyle didn't remember shit but Stan just couldn't forget. To make matters worse Stan was in a relationship. He has to keep this from Wendy. If anyone knew it would be big trouble.

"Hey guys!" Stan internally screamed profanities as he saw Kenny, Wendy, and Cartman walking up to them. Three people he really didn't want to fucking see at the moment. Stan gulped and turned around slowly to face them. Silently, he prayed his face wasn't relaying his thoughts.

"Heyyyy guys!" Stan seemed so uncomfortable but he others pushed it off.

"Where you guys going? Not that I give any fucks," Cartman asked.

"Of course you don't, lard ass, we are going to the pond," Kyle chimed in sending electric waves to his nemesis.

"No one was fucking asking you, Jew boy, but now that you say that I think we should tag along and ruin your little date!" Cartman suggested.

"Fuck you," Kyle muttered quickly turning on his heels and walking toward the pond. He knew all too well that once Cartman set his mind to something there was no use arguing. He briskly walked ahead trying to hide his face. In truth the real reason he was bothered was not that Cartman or Kenny was coming he was fine with hanging out with them. He was really upset that Wendy was tagging along as well. He knew that meant he was suppose to be in his place as best friend and come second to girlfriend. He felt his heart turn cold and ache to the point of breaking but he sucked it up and walked with his head held high.

You could say Kyle's prediction became true. Stan and Wendy were all lovey dovey and Kyle was forced to become all chummy with Cartman. He felt sick to his stomach but in order to keep his friend happy he pushed though it. They all rented some skates and went on the ice, skating around. Kyle skated slowly behind he couple watching how they linked arms and laughed merrily. That was suppose to be him and Stan but no, the dark haired beauty just had to make an appearance. While watching them intently, Kyle started remembering the differences once again. The way she skate gracefully, her flawless laughter, and gentle motions made her the perfect compliment to Stan's adorable stutter. He was always a bit bad at skating unless they were playing hockey.

"What's with the green eyes?" Kenny skated up next to the red head.

"That's my eye color..." Kyle responded coldly.

"Now, you know good and well that's not what the hell I mean!" Kenny snapped. "Why don't you tell Stan?"

"Kenny, stop it! I mean look at them!" Kyle pleaded. "They're so obviously in love! What type of friend would I be to get in between that?"

"In love he says..." Kenny let out a snort and shook his head. He dropped the subject seeing Kyle's face twist in pain and as much as he wanted Kyle to do something at the same time he just wanted him to smile. For a while the three just skated and frolicked in the snow while bickering, and the couple kept to themselves like they had a secret.

"So, I've been talking to Bebe," Wendy smiled at Stan's exasperated sigh. "She thinks you and Kyle make a cute couple," Stan rolled his eyes.

"We're just friends, Wendy, your friend is a pot head, remember?" Stan explained nonchalantly. Wendy stared at him and gave a sad but sweet smile. Stan's heart started to pound but he didn't get that feeling in his gut that he usually experiences with Kyle. He thought it strange but was knocked out from his thought process when Wendy pecked him hard on the face and skated away.

"What ever you say!" Wendy laughed as she gave Stan her "come and catch me" face beckoning Stan to chase her.

Off on the benches, Kenny, Kyle, and Cartman sat eating their snacks. Well, Kenny and Kyle were eating snacks. Cartman was having a meal. Kenny had brought some booze (magically out of thin air?) so of course they started drinking it. Even, the reserved Kyle was drinking like a Irish man trying to forget all his problems. Luckily, he wasn't getting loud and ignorant like usual and just drank quietly today. He watched the two frolic and giggle to their heart content and sighed deeply.

"What're ya? In love with Stan?" Cartman suddenly asked and gave Kyle a heart attack causing him to fling his head around and stare at him like he just turned into a giant radioactive spider. Cartman took the panicked look as a "yes" and laughed. "I FUCKING KNEW IT, YOU FAG!"

"No! Cartman!" Kyle and Kenny both shot up and chased the fat man sprinting towards Stan. However, he was on the football team he they were not so he was able to make it to Stan first.

"Stan! Great news!" The noirette stared in horror as the fat fuck ran to him like the bolder from the Indiana Jones movies. "Kahl-" before he could continue his words Kyle had jumped on his back and started to beat him. Cartman screamed out in pain barely able to get the smaller man off his back let alone able to reveal to Stan Kyle's secret. Kenny decided it was time to go and took Cartman back home. Wendy decided to tag along with Kenny again since she had business to continue with Cartman. So the lovers said heir good byes an exchanged I'll call you later's. Stan was left with the red head, who was still quiet and sighed. The blonde boy gave Kyle the ok sign when he got Cartman to be quiet. He should've never gotten Cartman drunk in the first place.

After being left alone in confusion it grew silent again. Stan, misunderstanding the situation, attributed it to him hanging out with Wendy while he was on a date with Kyle. "Look, Kyle...I didn't mean to...are you ok?" Stan interrupted himself when he saw the air headed gaze he got. Kyle just giggled nervously and changed the subject.

"How about we go to my place tonight?" he offered shyly concentrating on not slurring his words. That night, the two made out again.

Really, to be honest a week or so passed with out anything new. The best friends tip toed around each other scared that the other would realize their little secret. The homecoming game arrived and Kyle wouldn't be the world best friend is he didn't go to the quarterback's, who so happened to be his best friend, game. It was the Cows against their rivals from the North, the Anteaters. Kyle was painted up like a cow in white skimpy booty shorts just like the others (meaning him, Kenny, Craig, and Kevin Stoley). Stoley and Kyle were the only one who looked half decent in the shorts actually they look completely delicious but every guy in the stand didn't want to admit they go gay for Kyle. The red head was cheering his lunges out smiling and waving excitedly every time Stan looked although the black haired boy was look grim the game was going well.

"I wonder what's his problem?" Kyle turned to Craig who just huffed at his ignorance and turned away. He didn't want to give Kyle all the answers. The Jew was smart enough to tell that Stan didn't like Kyle being exposed with all these guys around. Even a mood ruin-er like Craig knew that!

Half time came around and Stan forced Kyle to wear his jersey, not because it was cold but the guys in the stand were staring wayyy too hard and Stan needed to calm down before he fought every single one of those bastards. The game ended with 21:14 and Cows won. Everyone was in high spirits cheering and jumping all over the place. Of course this meant that there would be an after party at Token's house so everyone was hype and all over the place. Kyle waited in the parking lot for Stan so they could ride to Token's house together. After some time everyone left and Stan finally appeared after taking a refreshing shower. Kyle smiled and ran up to his best friend immediately fingering his wet slick hair.

"Ya ready to go?" Kyle asked nonchalantly.

"First, you're going home to change." Stan ordered. He would not walk around with his friend dressing like a pin up boy.

"Aww buuuuttt maaaahhhhmmm! I dressed like this for fun! For laughs! Geez lighten up!" Kyle defended. Stan gave him a hard cold stare and dragged him to the car. Kyle folded his arms and pouted like a little kid by this time he had gotten a little drunk so his face was completely pink not to mention it was fucking freezing outside. Stan didn't know how he did it in that skimpy outfit he adorned. However, he couldn't deny he gave Kyle more than a few glances during the game.

When they got to Kyle's house Stan went to take a shower and Kyle went to change his clothes. It seemed that his parents where out having dinner with Stan's parents since it was the big game and they won they had to celebrate with dinner and wine. "Alone with Stan..." Kyle thought looking up to the ceiling. He was pretty out of it for the past few days. Kenny's constant words of encouragement were getting to him. Things that kept him awake at night were always replaying in quiet times like this.

'Just tell him you love him'

'Break him and Wendy up'

'You are the only one for him'

'He belongs with you'

Kyle shook his head and got up to change out of the showy outfit he wore and into something more decent. At this moment, Stan was just exited the shower and walked into Kyle's room still dripping and nude he didn't expect to see Kyle still changing. The red head snapped his head up turning his full attention to the buff one with a deer caught in the headlights look. Stan was so shocked he dropped his towel and like instinct, Kyle's eyes dropped to Stan's sex and as he wished he did not. His mouth flung open. Stan covered up and started sputtering.

'Kenny's rumored 8inches were false that has to be at least nine' he thought.

"Uh-um...ya-ya see I forgot my clothes and like I forgot I wasn't home so I kinda just watched right in..." Stan explained. His deep blue eyes darting around every corner of the room avoiding Kyle's pale and lithe body. Kyle on the other hand couldn't tear his eyes away. He just couldn't stop staring at the tan muscular body only separated by a few feet. The way the water dripped off of him. How when he gulped out of nervousness he couldn't help but be mesmerized by his bobbing Adam's apple and shifting muscles. Like he was stuck in a trance Kyle moved closer to Stan. His line of sight seemed to be hazed and he didn't realize Stan was still sputtering when he touched him. "Kyle?" Stan let out a shakey breath.

"Stan...I think...I think I want to have sex," Stan stared like a scared rabbit. Kyle looked like a demon. His pupils full of lust and want. His body shamelessly nude and his member standing to attention. It was obvious the alcohol was getting to Kyle so this time Stan decided he wouldn't give in. He just couldn't it wasn't right. Kyle couldn't even remember last time and it was wrong to take advantage of someone like this even if they're hot and even if you have strange feelings for them. Kyle moved in closer closing his eyes and pressing his body closer to Stan's. He silently asked for a kiss but Stan rejected him. The red head whined a little bit and tried again.

'Shit' Stan knew it was going to be hard. The room spun and his stomach churned and he had this aching feeling that he needed to just kiss the boy already. "Just...once..." Stan promised himself.

He lied.

That one kiss was all it took to get him to give in. He took Kyle into his arms and intensely embraced him. He lavished his mouth with firey kisses that burned their own tongues. But it wasn't enough. There was a want in both their lower regions that NEEDED attention as well. Stan pushed Kyle back until they both landed on the bed. Stan propping himself on top of Kyle watching as Kyle shifted and the water from Stan's shower dripped onto the Jew. Stan dipped his head quieting the freckled boy's cries and kissed him sweetly before dragging his tongue down to Kyle's neck and enjoying the homely smell of just Kyle.

The red head raked his fingers on Stan's back and pulled him closer to his neck loudly moaning out the other man's name. Stan started to play with Kyle's nipple enjoying the sounds that came from it. Kyle whined out of impatience when Stan keep teasing his sensitive pink buds. He went farther down licking and sucking anything he could get his mouth on. When he got to Kyle's dick he wanted to make sure Kyle didn't cum yet so he just teased the precum dripping phallus.

"Nooo! Oh fuck please Stan don't tease me!" Kyle whined as Stan stroked him ever so slowly. The dark haired boy smirked evilly. He got up and almost laughed at the few tears that gathered in the corners of Kyle's eyes. He ignored the boy and grabbed the lotion that was on the dresser. 'Not the right object...but, it'll have to do' he shrugged. When he returned he watched Kyle to see if he would reject him. He didn't want to do anything if Kyle didn't want it. However, the boy only watch with nervously waiting eyes. He bite his bottom lip but his legs opened wider. His whole expression screamed 'take me'.

Stan wasn't complaining he gave one hard sick to Kyle and lightly laughed when Kyle bucked and hollered. He thought the boy was so ridiculously sensitive. He removed his mouth and decided to waste no more time. He was ready to get down to business, His own member was aching for release. He first told Kyle to flip over into his stomach and was surprised to see such an obedient Kyle. He then spread Kyle's cheeks apart firmly grasping his backside and enjoying the full roundness of his ass before placing his hot tongue between the two full moons. Kyle arched up and started to shake. He felt weird really weird. His mind was so hazy. He didn't know what was going on or what to do but the way Stan licked up and down, flicking his tongue like an expert he didn't want it to ever stop.

While Kyle was writhing in pleasure, Stan thought it was about time he slicked up his fingers helping it with the lotion and pushed into the right virgin hole. Kyle keened and tightened around in panic. His eyes shot open and he looked at Stan with worry. Stan apologized and tried to pull out but Kyle grabbed his arm and shook his head.

"N-no...I want this..." he informed Stan. The bigger of the two nodded and kissed his forehead to make him feel better. The second finger went in easier when he relaxed and he worked it better as he scissored and stretched Kyle started moving with his hands. However, with the third finger they were back to square one.

"Shhh...it's ok..." Stan calmly spoke while pinching Kyle's nipples. With his chest pressed to Kyle's back, he searched for Kyle's special spot to ease some of the pain.

"AH!" Kyle screamed his hand tightening around Stan's arm. "Right right there! Yes! Oh fucking shit that's good!" Kyle crooned and yelped as Stan repeatedly pushed that area. "Stan hurry I'm gonna cum!" Stan could do nothing but nod. He felt like he would bust just from watching Kyle get off. He pulled out his fingers and slicked his member up. Kyle was on his back waiting to be filled his heart pounding loudly. His hands clenched up and he waited. He couldn't go back now they were so close but everything was moving so fast but not fast enough. The confidence Kyle had a moment ago seem to suddenly fly away.

While Kyle was off in dream land Stan was pressing his hot sex to Kyle's star shaped entrance. He pushed forward to test it but seeing Kyle snap up at him worried Stan a bit.

"I'm going to enter now ok?" Stan announced feeling a bit guilty he'd be taking Kyle's virginity. Stan waited for Kyle to stop to tell him to give up but the red head only nodded and laid back while relaxing. Stan gently grabbed Kyle's hips and lined up his member before slowly pushing through the tight ring of muscles. Stan groaned as he fully sheathed himself actually a bit surprised everything fit in such a small space.

"Hic..." Stan felt bad because Kyle was in tears it pulled at his heart strings but also made him even more horny. Stan apologized with lots of loved filled kisses and sorry's but he couldn't offer Kyle the phrase he so wanted. Stan frowned. He new Kyle deserved better so much better. After Kyle was once again calm and collected Stan started working in and out slowly but at a steady pace. Each time he would pull out and push back in Kyle's eyes would get wider and his breathe would hitch. The pale boy clawed for anything around him and grasped at it as if he was falling to his death.

By this time, Stan was thrusting faster. He moved in such a way that it made Kyle just want to cum by watch his hips rump against his own. This was nothing like his dreams and fantasies. The sound was sexy, the smell was intense, and the sex was like walking on clouds and going to space. After finding that spot once, Stan knew just what angle to move at so he would hit that spot again. Hopefully numbing Kyle's pain. Kyle felt like it was cheating. He could no longer take it. The abuse his virgin ass was receiving was too much and he was on the cusp of an amazing orgasm he could feel it. Stan could tell even though at this point Kyle was no longer communicating with words. HIs hole became impossibly tight trying with all its might to possibly ring out all the juices Stan has.

"I'm gonna cum, Kyle, cum for me, cum with me!" with a grunt and a final thrust Stan had filled Kyle up with his seed and that was the factor that sent Kyle over the edge. It was like his whole body shook as the intense wave of pleasure hit him hard. He moaned, no, he screamed Stan's name in wild abandon. They stayed like that for a moment heaving as though they had ran a marathon. Kyle was half asleep all his power was drained. Stan was completely sucked dry as he withdrew his sperm seeped out in spurts causing Kyle to moan again.

"Stan...I love you..." Kyle muttered quietly before slipping out of consciousness. Stan stopped with his expression that screamed "WHAT?!" and stared at Kyle. He wasn't expecting Kyle to say those words though now that he did he felt stupid because he should've known. Kyle did love him he just wanted to ignore it. He wanted to to keep things the same and always be with Kyle but their bodies are no longer bodies of children but as two adult men. Two adult men who are attracted to each other. Stan sighed out of relief happy that he didn't have to say it first and smiled at the cutely sleeping boy.

"Me too..." he confessed.

The next morning Kyle awoke to sunlight hitting him the face. He grunted and and turned but felt a sharp pain in his backside.

"Fuck!" he yelped feeling the sting more when he sat up. "Oh god..." the realization set when he remembered last night and specifically what he and Stan had did. "Oh shit! Stan?!" Kyle looked around his room for his best friend but there was no sign of him. His clothes where gone and Kyle was all cleaned up and wearing underpants. Where did Stan go?

Author's Rambles: ACK! This chapter kicked my butt! I need to end this soon or else it'll get bad...and this one was quite long with a lot of useless stuff happening~ There's no excuse why I took so I know I'm the worst but i didn't have any motivation orz

btw it's not a South Park AU if Token doesn't throw at least one party XD

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