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Naughtiness ahead...

Coming out

Of course, keeping things from Kyle was hard. He knew I was dating someone and he hinted and hinted and hinted at the fact that he wanted to know who it was. I wanted to tell him though, and soon. But whenever I felt the thought arise in me "Now is the moment! I'll just tell him now!" I would turn to him, open my mouth and- nothing. I didn't even know what it was that I was nervous about. But I was, nonetheless.

Kenny was overly patient with me. He didn't pressure me at all. Except for the fact that he would sit next to me at gaming nights, in class or in the buss and started to harass me. I was getting used to a hand creeping up my thigh whenever I sat down somewhere. And I never minded it in the slightest.

I hadn't told my parents yet. I figured that if they would ask: I would tell them. I knew Shelley was already highly suspicious of me and maybe my mother as well. My father, of course, was oblivious.

Or so I thought.

Kenny had invited me to come over for some "quality time", as he called it. It was three days after our first official date and I had wanted to meet with him too. I opted to take some lame movies with me, that was always a good choice. I walked downstairs and grabbed my coat.

"I'm going out!" I called to my father, who was once again sprawled across the couch.

"Where you going? Kyle's?"

"No, Kenny's."

"You are hanging out with that McCormick kid again?" He asked me, not looking away from the television.

"Yes." I frowned as I grabbed my coat.

"People might think you are funny son." And then it just came out of my mouth without me knowing it:

"But I am, dad."

"What?" Finally he turned around to face me. "What did you say?"

"I am funny. With him. We're dating."

He stared at me stunned. From the doorway to the kitchen I saw Shelley's silhouette draw closer, obviously she was listening in on us.

"Are you being serious?" My father said.

"Yes."

"You're a fag?" I rolled my eyes. So typical.

"No, dad. I'm a bisexual. Or whatever you want to call it." I looked up and locked eyes with Shelley. She gave me an odd look, one of pride, as if she were saying: "Good for you."

"But then-." I wanted to get away from this painful and useless discussing. What does it mean that you are a bisexual? That you still love women too? Yes dad, but sometimes I prefer a dick up my arse. Jesus, Kenny was really having his effect on me.

"Sorry, dad I gotta go." I said. "Kenny is waiting for me. And you know how it is when you let your partner waiting...mom doesn't like it either when you do that."

And quickly I went outside, breathing deeply to get more of the summer air inside of my lungs. Filling me up with content joy.

XXX

It wasn't Kenny who opened the door, but Karen. I blushed deeply when I remembered the last time she had seen me.

"Oh, you." She managed to sound even more disappointing than Sheila did at times. She wiggled her finger at me.

"Doing naughty things with my brother!" I stepped inside, grinning slightly.

"And I had such good hopes when I heard you were single again." She sighed dramatically.

"I'm sorry, Karen."

"It is that I'm not into incest.." Okay, this conversation was getting really weird already and I was only two steps inside the house.

"That is good." I replied quickly. "Because it is very much illegal. And I'm sure Kenny wouldn't be into it either. And neither am I." I added quickly before walking to Kenny's room, dying to get away from that weird proposal. I knocked softly on Kenny's door before stepping inside. He was sprawled across his bed, reading a comic and he came up immediately when I walked in. For some reason I couldn't get enough of looking at him. His wild blond hair and his grin. Oh wait, I knew that reason. I was so deeply in love with him.

He pulled me in for a happy kiss and I smiled against his mouth.

"Hey you." I said.

"Hey." He grinned and sat back on his bed again and I joined him.

"Are you doing this on purpose?" He gestured towards my clothes.

"What?" I asked, surprised. He rolled his eyes and pulled me in for another kiss.

"You look hot like this."

"Thanks, your sister thinks so too. In fact-."

"Oh, no. Don't tell me. The incest thing? Yeah she told me too." Kenny just shook his head. "She was really upset when she found us. I thought I had traumatized her but it turned out she just wanted you to herself."

"A true McCormick kid." I said, grinning. That bit reminded me of what my father had said. "Oh that, reminds me. My father questioned me about going over to your place. He said that people might find me 'funny'. So I told him I was. With you."

"What did you say to your father?" He said, completely blown away it seemed by my comment.

"I said that we were dating." I grew nervous. "Because we are right?" Surely he hadn't changed his mind?

"What? Yes of course! It's just that..coming out to your parents like that..."

I was afraid he didn't approve, but I needn't be scared of that because next thing I knew I was being pushed onto his bed. He straddled me and looked down at me with such a look of happiness and approval in his eyes that I fell in love with him all over again.

"That is so awesome! I wish I could have been there." He grinned.

"Well, you can." I grinned back as he smoothed his hands over my chest. "I still have to tell Kyle."

He laughed happily and leaned in to kiss me neck. I closed my eyes and leaned away, giving him more room.

"You are really awesome." He murmured against my skin. "I want to reward you with a round of long and thorough sex for that." I could feel my body react to that immediately.

I laughed at his joke, even as his hands started to work on my shirt.

"Really? I get a reward for being a smart mouth against my parents or my best friends?" His hands had finished unbuttoning my shirt and he pushed it away, caressing the skin underneath.

"Certainly." He replied. "In fact..." he smirked down on me. "Do you want to top?"

"Wh-What?"

"Top, do you want to do it? Put your dick inside me?" He grinned as he shifted over my lap. "Because I think you do." He whispered huskily as he moved his hips over mine once more.

I swallowed nervously. I had thought about it, but it seemed rather scary to do.

"I don't-, I don't know. What if I'm bad at it?"

"Jesus Stan, it's the first time you would do it. I would be quite shocked if you were good at it actually."

"But you were good at it!" I said with some shock.

"I know." He wiggled his eyebrows at me. "But I'm a natural." He leaned in to press our mouths together and I eagerly complied, wrapping my arms around his shoulder to deepen our kiss. I loved kissing him so much. His mouth moved away to kiss down my chest and abdomen. I could see him sit up a bit and with a grin on his face he unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them off of my body. I shook myself out of my shirt. I reached for him and pulled him towards me, lying on my back again and started to kiss his neck. He straddled me and rubbed us together shamelessly.

"Hm." He hummed in my ear as my hands roamed over his back. "Want to try it?" He whispered in my ear.

"Yes. Yes, okay." I murmured back. I whipped his shirt off and took one of his nipples in my mouth, sucking hard. He moaned and gripped my head to hold me close to him.

"Lube is in my bedside drawer." He groaned, humping against me.

"Okay." I tore my mouth away from his body and he lay down next to me. With slightly shaking hands I took the lube from the drawer and put it down on the covers. But I didn't go for that immediately. I wanted to get more of him first. I kissed him all over his neck and chest and slowly, very slowly, I made my way down his chest and belly. By the time I reached his jeans he was panting above me and gripping my shoulder hard.

"Damn, Stan. I didn't know you were such a tease."

I just smiled and unbuttoned his jeans, taking them off along with his boxers. I gulped as I looked at him, naked on his sheets. His hair was a mess, he was blushing slightly and it spread towards his collarbones. One arm thrown over his eyes and already sweating like mad. He was the sexiest thing I had ever looked at. Sexier than any woman I had ever seen naked.

My hands trailed over his thighs and he spread them for me willingly. I moved between his legs and stared down at his erection. A thought playing through my mind. He seemed to sense my hesitation and moved his arm away to look at me.

"Stan, what-." He started. But I held his gaze as I moved down, licking a slow lick over his erection, from the base to the tip.

"Oh fuck." He moaned, eyes never leaving mine. My lips closed over the tip and he shut his eyes. It was a weird thing to do. The taste and feel not something I was used to. I was surprised by how much it turned me on. I tried just kissing him and licking him first, scared to take him into my mouth. But he seemed to appreciate it greatly. His moans became louder and louder, his lower body moving up against me. And when I finally gathered my courage to take him into my mouth he moaned loudly in relief.

"Yes, Stan. God, yes." His clear appreciation spurred me on and I moved my mouth over him the way I liked it when it was done to me. I used my hand to help myself along and Kenny bucked into my mouth.

"God Stan, your mouth. Fuck, this is good." He murmured. I knew how much he had always loved blow jobs and giving one to him was terribly arousing. He felt so soft and smooth. And his reactions turned me on greatly. So much in fact that I found myself pressing against the mattress in need and moaning around him. At that he grabbed my shoulders to pull me away.

He thrust the bottle of lube into my hand.

"Now Stan." He groaned. He looked quite out of it. Red faced, sweaty and slightly shaking. But I couldn't say much about that, I felt quite the same.

With slightly shaking hands I poured some lube onto my fingers. He spread his legs and I moved between them. I leaned in, one hand to keep me up and the other hand moving down to stroke over his opening, letting both of us get used to the feeling of it. Our eyes met and I leaned in to kiss him. His hands landed on my shoulders and he gripped them reassuringly.

He hummed against my mouth and I took that as a cue to slowly push into him. Just the tip of my finger, before withdrawing and pressing in again, slightly further.

It felt very weird. Not look a woman at all, yet very much alike. He was incredibly tight, but smooth. And I loved the feeling. I loved the feeling so much that when I pressed in again I let out a groan against his lips. That was when I realized he had gone oddly still under me. I was about to ask him what was wrong when he let out a big breath, air whooshing over my lips.

"Good?" I whispered.

"Yes." He whispered back, his breathing labored. "Weird though."

"I know." I said breathlessly. I could press in easier I noticed and dared for another finger. He groaned loudly against my lips as I slowly, carefully, pushed them into him. He whimpered and clawed at my shoulders.

"Fuck, oh fuck." Kenny was so utterly under my control, at my mercy that I had to bite my lip desperately to not make too much sound. I realized I was practically dry humping the sheets under me as I fingered him. And we hadn't even gotten to the good part, and I was starting to think we wouldn't even make it.

I moved in again and had to bury my head in his shoulder to not come prematurely. His ecstatic expression was enough to make me go completely crazy. I pushed my fingers up, aiming for his prostrate and after some searching I found it. He clawed at me hard, his nails digging painfully into my shoulders.

"Shit!" He exclaimed into my shoulder. He started whimpering and contracting around me. "Oh God, right there." He pleaded desperately and I couldn't help but comply.

"Stan, Stan, oh God." I had never heard him so desperate and even as I just pressed my face into his neck I could actually feel him get warmer and his heart beat speed up.

"Oh God, Stan stop." He begged with a sob. But I found that I couldn't. "Fuck! Fuck! I'll come! I'll come! I'll-."

And he did, with a muffled groan he contracted violently around me and I felt his come shoot over both our abdomens. I only pulled my fingers away when he was completely spent. I moved off of him, too exhausted to try and have sex with him. My hand found my own erection, seemingly having a mind of its own. But Kenny beat me to it, turning over onto his side and he reached for me.

He leaned over me, not kissing me or saying anything, just looking. It only took a few of his strokes and the intensity of his gaze to sent me over the edge.

He sealed my mouth with a kiss as I lay panting on his bed. We looked at each other again and he smiled.

"God that is intense. And you can manage to handle that with my dick and not come right away?" I laughed at his crudeness.

"Yes, but just barely." I smiled and kissed him again. "Maybe this is weird, but can we take a shower, maybe?"

"Together?" He grinned.

"Yes, of course."

We cleaned ourselves with some tissues and changed into our boxers. As we walked into the hall we were greeted by an angry looking Karen, who glared at us from her doorway.

"Do you mind keeping it down? I was studying for my exam tomorrow."

"Don't lie, your exams are not until next week." Kenny smirked and pulled me into the shower.

It was cramped and sometimes uncomfortable but I loved being pressed up against him like that. We were kissing each other and washing each other from head to toe. He pressed kisses against my face as he soaped up my hair.

"Are you always this sweet with the people you date?" I dared to ask.

"No." He murmured. "Only with you."

We toweled ourselves dry and moved back into his room. Once he saw I had brought 'Super Bad' with me he went hysterical.

"That movie is awesome!"

We watched in our underwear, curled up under his sheets and our wet hair soaking his pillow. And as I moved my fingers over his arm I thought: this is perfect.

But, since it was a school night I had to get back home. My parents didn't much approve of me not sleeping at home when I had school so I tried to keep it to a minimum. Especially since I had that big history exam the next day.

I arrived at home quietly. It was only 10PM so I would still be able to get a good night's sleep. My mom was waiting for me on the couch and with one look I knew she had talked to my father.

"So." I started.

"Yes." She answered. "I talked to your father."

"Yeah, I thought so." I nervously looked away from her as she got up from the couch and walked towards me.

"So, Kenny right?"

I just nodded.

"I knew something was up, you have been so happy these past weeks." Finally I looked at her. She had tears in her eyes. But they weren't sad tears.

"He makes me feel really good, mom." I finally said. She smiled and hugged me to her. And I could feel tears in my eyes as well.

XXX

I arrived at school by myself the next day. Kyle had texted me, saying he was going to school earlier to take care of some business. I didn't know what that business was but I was suspecting that it had something to do with his mystery girl.

I was just sorting some books in front of my locker when Bebe walked up to me. I eyed her with some alarm. But she just leaned against the locker next to mine and blew a giant gum bubble. She popped it and spoke to me.

"I was wondering, you are pretty close to Kenny, right?" It seemed as if my body had been waiting for that moment to create the most wonderful, splendid blush.

"Yes, why?" I asked tentatively.

"It's just that he says that he is seeing someone."

"I know, he told me too."

"Oh." She said, looking rather disappointed. "Well it never stopped him from fooling around with me." Suddenly I hated her quite a lot.

"Okay." I said, not sure what I was supposed to reply to this.

"But now he plainly refuses! He says he really loves this girl!" Relief flooded over me and I felt stupid for ever doubting Kenny.

"Yeah, he told me the same."

"But that's why I came to warn you. He doesn't want to tell who it is, he says even his friends don't know it yet. All he would tell me was that she had black hair. Which is why..." She beckoned me closer. "I think it is Wendy." I was too stunned to speak. She took my reaction for shock at the betrayal of my friend and she kept talking.

"Look, I don't want to drive a wedge between the two of you but still, that can't be good right?"

"I don't think it's Wendy." I finally said.

"Oh please." She huffed. "You're just in denial."

"Well, you are close to Wendy, why don't you ask her?" I tried. Girl logic, I never had understood it.

"Pf. No way, she would not appreciate that." She looked over my shoulder and moved away from me.

"But I can see Red over there, maybe she knows more about it." And she walked away. I shook my head and closed my locker door. But as I turned to walk towards the classroom a weird sight caught my eye.

Kyle was talking to Clyde by the lockers on the other side of the hallway. Clyde was smiling slightly and looking up at Kyle carefully, as if he was nervous, but nervous in a good way. Kyle was smiling brightly and I could see the strange effect he had on Clyde. From behind them I saw Cartman looking at them with a devastated look on his face.

I felt a shock vibrate through my body at the looks the three of them were giving each other. Surely, no. It couldn't be...But all thoughts were swept from my mind as the bell rang, indicating that our next class was up. I was about to walk into the classroom when Kenny, swept in, out of nowhere.

"Stan, can I have a word with you?" He said overly politely.

"What? I have class right now!" He pulled me back from the line of students and pushed me into the bathrooms.

"Ken-." But my mouth was smothered by his as he kissed me aggressively.

"Kenny, there might be people here!"

"Then you had better be quite, right?" He grinned as he pushed me into a bathroom stall. I couldn't even say a word before his hands was inside my jeans and he started to feel me up, coaxing me to get an erection. I got hard very fast and he smirked as he felt it. His mouth smothered my groans as I barely lasted for a minute.

I reached for him, wanting to return the favor but he moved away.

"No this was for you."

"Why?"

"Because of that history exam you have this afternoon. You are so stressed about it and I wanted to help you relax." I smiled and kissed him.

"I'll bet it'll work."

And it did.

I was very, very relaxed as they handed us the papers and I looked at the first questions. I seemed to remember Kyle's notes really well and managed to write down all the correct dates and names. Even remembering when Alsace-Lorraine was German and when it was French. Why Breton and Cornish were so much alike and what that strike in Amsterdam during WWII was called.

I felt really sure of myself as I jotted down the last word of my exam. I went outside to relax a bit in the sun and was pleasantly surprised when Kyle came up to join me. I had the feeling I hadn't talked to him in days.

"Hey!" he said as he sat down next to me.

"Hey man!" I said, scooting over to make room for him. "I was just thinking that we haven't hung out together in while!"

"God, you're totally right!" He sighed. "We can go shoot some pool tonight if you'd like?"

"Yes, that sounds great!"

He ran a hand through his hair and smiled happily at my reaction.

"You know, I really would like to go to the water park again sometime. But I'm really busy this weekend, we could go there next weekend?"

"Sure, let me check if I'm free." I said. I grabbed my day planner and looked in it and with a shook I realized:

The poker tournament was already in 7 days.