I sort of want to make this a K2 story, but I love Style more than the world itself, so I'm still contemplating it. Gah ! This is so confusing…

Everyone seemed to be waiting there when we got back. Stan was pissed as hell, staring intently at the two of us, Cartman and Butters seemed pretty confused, however Tweek was just being his normal, twitchy self.

"Where have you guys been?" Stan asks with monotone in his voice. I can tell he doesn't want to get angry with me, but he tries to hide it with the deadpan voice.

"Not here, not there, not anywhere," Ken replies slyly. I hold back a laugh

"Seriously, where were you two?" He keeps the same tone in all seriousness.

"Not near, not far, not in a car," the blonde continues on, keeping a straight face.

Stan narrows his eyes and begins, "You think you're fucking funny?"

Kenny scoffs, "I know I am."

Stan, trying to keep his cool, takes his eyes off of Kenny and sets them on me, suddenly completely changing his once angry attitude. "Kyle, can you come with me for a second?" He gestures towards the door that he's beginning to walk out of, and I hesitantly follow.

"Sure," I nod in agreement.

Upon leaving the cabin, Stan grabs my hand and begins to trail off else where. I was led to the woods. Why the woods? At the time I didn't know the answer, so I waited for him to hopefully explain.

"Why did you take me out here?" I ask.

"Because I need to talk to you somewhere where Kenny isn't and won't here us talking. I just need to talk to you."

"Alright then, about what?"

He shrugs and looks down as if he's almost scared to ask me. "Are you and Kenny like a couple now?" He speaks, looking up from the ground. Ken and I weren't, were we? I'd never really contemplated being in a gay relationship before… especially not with Kenny.

Of course my response was denied, even though I didn't know the answer myself.

"Course not," I nonchalantly respond. He apparently doesn't buy it, but doesn't feel like dragging out that topic.

"Okay. So what were you guys doing before? Why are you both soaking wet?"

I didn't think anyone had been able to notice the dampness of our clothes considering that the cabin was dark when we arrived, but he did. All I had to do was tell him I'd went for a swim and it could have been easily believable.

"I went swimming with him in the lake. Does that answer your question?"

He nods and rolls his eyes. "Yeah. Now tell me what else you did in that lake, because with Kenny, it couldn't have just been your typical swim."

Should I actually tell him? I froze in my spot and completed the thought. Kenny wouldn't have liked me to, but maybe I should… Stan is my best friend and all. Stan being my best friend is another reason I shouldn't tell him.

He might be concerned about me well being and try to keep me away from Kenny more so than he already had been. Oh whatever… I had to tell him either way eventually. Might as well be now.

"First of all, I was forced into the water."

"Were you pushed?"

"N-no," I stammer. I'm bad at this kind of stuff. "But it sure as hell took a lot of convincing to get me into the water."

He rolls his eyes once again and sighs. "Just tell me what you did in the water, I won't be mad." I know that's a lie. There was no way I could tell him that Kenny did all that stuff to me and keep his temper. That wasn't like Stan, he'd be sure to blow.

"Kenny sort of tipped me over while I was floating around on my back, and it led to yelling, which led to… " my voice turns quiet as I speak the next words, too low for even him to hear, although he's standing right next to me, "made out with me and felt me up." I smile hoping that will be good enough and that I can just walk right on off.

I'm smart enough to know that's not going to happen.

"You what?" He leans in closer and waits for me to repeat what I'd just said a bit louder this time.

"He made out with me and felt me up! Okay?" I refer from saying 'we made out,' so he would have thought that maybe Kenny did it on his own to me, which was the case. I guess I could have said something else instead of he felt me up. Kenny continuously grinded his hips into mine… and he was about ready to give me a hand job, but that wasn't the point. It sort of got the message across because he nodded in response.

"Why did he do that?"

"I don't know. Maybe for the same reason you've been doing all this weird shit to me!" I shout, looking around and making sure no one is there watching or possibly listening.

The ebon haired boy shrugs and looks up.

"Looks like him and I are gonna have to get even now."

I widen my eyes and locked eyes with him. "What are you gonna do to him?"

Stan shakes his head and laughs. "Not to him, to you." He takes a step forwards and presses his lips forcefully to mine, immediately shoving his tongue into my mouth and making himself at home.

I was enjoying this too, I hated it.

Being pushed against the tree with no access out, I didn't want to be let away for some reason. I wasn't one to hold back either, I too moved my tongue with his, and actually pretty forcefully. We did this for a few minutes along with a few breaks for air.

As Kenny did, Stan began to work his way downwards, but I didn't stop Stan.

Stan unzippered my pants and managed to pull my member from my tight jeans. His hand slowly began an upward downward motion on my length, getting into a rhythm. I moaned into the kiss but halted him before I made a mess on his jacket.

"Stop."

He did. He backed away and let me zipper back up. I headed off back the cabin. There was no way I was letting him see me with that idiotic grin on my face.

The chapters okay I guess… but now Stan got even! What will Kenny do next? I have no idea so we'll all have to wait and see, including me. Thanks for the reviews!