Chaper 4

Kyle's POV

I usually never get up early for anything important, unless I had a sleeping disorder. I have never woken up ealier than 5AM. It was the morning Stan was leaving. After he went home from the park, his parents wanted to spend time with him so he called and said we couldn't hang out until the morning he left. This time Stan wanted me to go to his house before 5am to spend time with me since his flight was early. I slept for 90 minutes or so before getting ready to leave. My mom tucked me in like she did when I was a child, she still think I like being put to bed like that when I'm 17. I set my phone timer for 90 minutes and when I woke up it was time to get ready. I got an extra pair of clothes, a rope ladder that I've had since I was 12 when I used to prank Cartman. I grabbed a few other things and went off.

I couldn't hear anything so I assumed my aprents were asleep, they are heavy sleepers. I set up the rope ladder and climbed down the side of my house through my bedroom window, landing in my back yard. I started to walk to Stan's house wearing all black to stay clear for a little bit.

When I got to Stan's house I went to the backyard and looked up at Stan's window. He was sitting with the windows wide open on the ledge. He waved down at me and smiled. This is the first time I've seen him since he blew me in the park bathroom. Stan, of course, has another rope ladder for the same reason I do. He let it down for me and I start climbing.

When I got to the top, I threw myself over trying to make the least noise as possible. "Hey bro," he whispers as I sit on his bed. "Hey" I whisper back smiling. He leans in and kisses me lightly on the lips, but hold him closer for a few extra moments.

"So today is the big day?" I ask rubbing my neck.

He nods.

"So...2 months?"

He nods.

"How will I live without you?" I look down and rub my fingers through my hair.

"How will I live without you?" He asks back and sits next to me on the bed. He wraps his arm around my waist and kisses my neck. "I love you, Kyle." He kisses my ear, "I love you very much."

I blush, how can he be so calm and cool wen he says something like that. I wish I was like him. "I l-love you t-too...Stan."

"I can tell you're blushing even in the darkness, what a cutie."

"Heh..."

"Hey Kyle?"

"Y-yes?" I stutter still blushing.

"Take off your shirt." He coos in my ear knowing just how to get what he wants from me, it's scary how well he can do that. I slowly pull off my shirt and rubs his hands from my stomach to one of my nipples, which he then rolls his thumb over a few times. He uses the other hand to steady himself as he kisses my neck. "Shhhh Ky-le."

Stan's POV

"I hear noises, what's wrong? You have a flig-" Suddenly my dad barges in and turns in the lights. Dad sees Kyle with his shirt off and me rubbing his body and kissing his neck. "DAD!" I was about to cry since.

"DAD, UH DON'T WAIT! LET ME EXPLAIN"

"There is nothing to explain, Son. Kyle get out."

I haven't come out to my dad or my mom even though I have known I was gay after Wendy broke up with me in 9th grade. Dad storms out of the room.

I hold Kyle close to me and he wraps his small arms around me. Kyle says he should go, but I insist he should stay. "Kyle I won't see you for 2 months, just stay a little longer! I love you, Kyle." I reach over and hand him his shirt that was on the edge of the bed and he puts it on. He smiles at me a little and rests on me. He says over and over, "It will be O.K." I rub his ginger colored hair over and over as we sit then, in silence.

"I have something for you" I say grabbing his arm, handing him a small box. "It's to remind you about me while I'm gone. Don't open it until you get home." He says O.K. and we hug for a long time. The lights are still on. When we are hugging, Mom and Dad walk in and glare at us.

"Leave Kyle, we have to have a talk with our son"

Kyle nods, puts the box into his bag, waves goodbye, and leaves through the window. My parents later talk to me about how to be safe while being gay and even though my dad has never said anything against being gay, he was against me being gay and told me to get back with Wendy. They said that Spain is sort of a punishment for not being "personal" with them. Wow, I'm going to miss Kyle so much. Stupid, fucking Spain trip.

"I sucked his cock," I mumble under my breath as I walk upstairs.

"Excuse me, mister?" My dad yell from downstairs

"I sucked Kyle Broflovski's cock!" I yelled from upstairs and went into my room to rest before my flight in a few hours. It was 4am now and at that moment I curled myself up into my sheets. I layed there in silence smelling the pillow Kyle layed his head on. "Mmmm...Kyle...I'm going to miss you my precious, boyfriend."