Okay, fourth chapter. Sorry it's so short. I'll be making the next one quite long. Hope you enjoy it, review and PM if you do.

JOEY'S POV:

Me and Thomas were making out on my bed when he remembered our bet.

"Wait a second, Joey." He said, lifting me off him slightly.

"What?"

"You said you'd uh, do something for me if I won that bet."

"Damn it. Are you sure you want me to do it?"

"Yeah, I've wanted to do it for so long."

"But Stan, Wendy, Craig, Robert, Tweek and Kyle are all downstairs. All they need is music and alcohol and it'll be a veritable love-in. Do you STILL want me to do it?"

"Yeah, the bedroom door's locked and the risk will make it even sexier."

"Okay..."

I unzipped his pants and nervously started rubbing him. I was kissing him at the same time, to double the pleasure. I felt him get hard in just a few seconds.

He moaned and separated our lips, giving me incentive to put more effort into it. He had his eyes closed and was involuntarily thrusting. I started to kiss his neck, making him moan louder. He was really enjoying this. I could feel his dick getting hot so I let go for a few seconds.

I spat into my hand and reached back down. As I grabbed his cock again, he seethed and groaned. He was going to cum soon.

I kept rubbing as his dick pulsed heavily. I slowed down, just to tease him a little bit. As I sped back up, without warning, his dick gushed a huge stream of cum into my hand. It dripped through my fingers whilst I lifted it towards my mouth.

I licked it off my fingers as Thomas caught his breath.

"Th...That was awesome, Joey."

"Thanks." He kissed me gently and pulled me in for a hug.

"Do you want me to try it on you?"

"No, we can do that another night. I don't want my first time to be something I win."

He giggled and kissed me again. I wonder if anyone heard us...

ROBERT'S POV:

"They're being pretty quiet up there."

"Pro'lly asleep." Stan said drowsily. I think he said it just to keep himself awake.

Me and Craig were trying to avoid touching each other. Kyle was still pretty upset about Bebe so seeing a couple isn't going to be very good for him. Stan and Wendy were in a TV cuddle position, despite me telling them to dial down the couple stuff.

Me and Craig were sat next to each other but not too close. Stan and Wendy were next to us, Stan barely awake. Kyle and Tweek were lay in front of the TV, legs up, heads in their hands. We were watching the fifth series of Scrubs, which Wendy was actually finding funny, yet she said she hated it.

Pfft, women.

The couple were almost asleep, Wendy with her head in Stan's lap. I noticed Craig was almost asleep as well. Tweek was still wide awake but Kyle was starting to drift.

It was only 9 o'clock but, come on, we're teenagers, we're tired all the time.

I looked back over at Stan and he had finally fallen asleep, along with Wendy. Suddenly, I heard a dull thud and I turned around to see a sleeping Kyle hugging Tweek.

Tweek didn't look like he was panicking. He just seemed suprised. But then it got a little weird.

He nuzzled into Kyle and hugged him back.

I poked Craig in the arm to make sure he was still awake.

"Craig, did you see that?" I whispered.

"Yeah, that's just... weird."

"Should I say something?"

"Nah, just leave 'im. It's Tweek, he's always been weird."

"What about Kyle? He hugged Tweek first."

"It's probably 'cos he's emotionally deprived or some shit."

Craig was almost gone. I cuddled into him and made myself comfortable. I really didn't care if Tweek saw. As if it was some natural reaction, Craig kissed my forehead and drifted into slumber, mouth slacked, drool starting to pour.

"Oh, for God's sake." I silently muttered.

I looked at Tweek and saw he had fallen asleep as well. He had rolled onto his side and Kyle had gripped him tighter.

When did they become such good friends?