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Chapter 9.-Obstacles and advances.
Tweek looked at Butters, who seemed a little worried.
-Gah! I…I hope not.
Craig sighed, while remembering what happened last morning at the cafeteria of South Park High.
Flash-back
Everyone was looking at Butters in disbelief. Had he spent the night with Kenny? But that…What did that mean? Little, innocent Butters couldn't have been with the boy who was, by much, the most perverted being in all South Park.
-Did you spend the night with Kenny?-asked a surprised Clyde. The aforementioned blushed slightly.
-I…-he started to say, rubbing his knuckles against each other, trying to keep his cool.
-Don't tell me he was…Was he the first one you slept with?-asked Craig. Tweek looked at him, scandalized.
-Gah! Butters wouldn't do that.
-Did you really sleep with Kenny, eh Butters?-asked Token. The blonde boy was even redder now. Seeing this, an angry Clyde commented.
-I can't believe it, Butters. How could you sleep with Kenny?
-I think they didn't just sleep-said Craig giving a wink while Clyde stared at him, infuriated, to then continue.
-What I meant is that he's not gonna take you seriously, Butters, you know how many people he has been with, and he hasn't lasted even 3 days with any of them. Besides, he flirts with whoever crosses his path-Butters went pale for some seconds.
-I'm not trying to bother you, Butters, but what Clyde said is true. How long can something between you and him last? That is, if he hasn't stopped following you. After all, some days have passed since Token's party –Everyone nodded.
-That's true, maybe we have nothing to worry about. What happened is in the past, it probably won't happen again-said Token, smiling.
-But you have to be careful Butters, Kenny isn't a guy you should put much attention to. You mustn't trust him, especially because we know who his acquaintances are.
-Stan and Kyle are very nice, I think…-the blonde started, talking for the fist time. Clyde shut him up with a glare.
-You know who I'm talking about. Cartman isn't going to be stopped by anything if he finds out what happened between you and Kenny. Do you think he's gonna let it go just like that? Of course not! That guy is gonna milk it for all its worth and I don't think he would approve whatever relationship you and Kenny would have-Everyone looked at Butters, concerned.
-I…I don't have anything with Ke…Kenny, so don't say anymore-finally said the boy and, standing up, he left the table.
End of Flash-back
-Maybe we were a little harsh with Butters yesterday, but it wasn't as if we were telling any lies. Everything we said was for his own good. Butters has always felt a little attraction to Kenny, even if he isn't aware of it, and that could be fatal for our friend. He already has too much with his parents to add Kenny chasing after him.
-True, gah! Poor Butters! But if Kenny ends up feeling something for him…Gah! Oh God! That would be catastrophic! Cartman wouldn't leave them alone.
-Yeah. Besides, I think Clyde is starting to notice how interested he is in Butters.
-You're saying that…Gah! Clyde likes Butters? It can't be!-said Tweek, with a little eye twitch.
-It's very probable. Although as we said yesterday, we shouldn't worry too much, because for Kenny, this must be ancient history. We can only hope Butters can forget it just as quick-he said, giving a last look to the boy who was walking to school on the other side of the street and seemed to be very deep in thought and worried.
Craig sighed while taking Tweek's hand, intertwining their fingers. They soon walked ahead of the blonde boy, deciding not to bother him in that moment. They would have time to calm him down as soon as they arrived to school. Besides, they should take advantage of the alone time they had.
Cartman had a wide smile in his face.
-So, little Butters was with Kenny-he said, thinking aloud-This is going to be very interesting.
The day before he had been very interested in the shout he had heard at Token's table, so he had gone to see what had happened and what he discovered had been so juicy he had thanked the heavens for that instinct that told him where the most important gossips were and how to get a hold on them.
-That son of a bitch is going to regret protesting about not telling them about what I've done with Wendy. He's going to get it good-he said, while his mind started to plot what he would do. Everyone should know Kenny's secret, everyone should know what happened.
Clyde sighed, kicking an empty can of soda in the sidewalk.
Butters had slept with Kenny. It couldn't be true, even if he knew it was. But every time he thought about it, he got very jealous. He didn't know that boy, whom he had talked to for such a long time and had been his friend, could make him feel that. He had never noticed how much he cared about him and the fact that Kenny had been with him…well, they weren't together now, anyway, so he would have to do anything in his reach to make Leopold Stotch be with him. And of course, now that he knew how he felt, he had to put great effort to first make him trust him, even more than he did now. And most of all, he had to make him forget, in any way possible, the existence of a boy called Kenny McCormick.
Meanwhile, the boy of the orange parka was decided to meet with Butters before arriving to school. He didn't know how he could last so long without touching the soft boy.
Even if it had only been a day since the incident at the music classroom, Kenny felt as if it had been an eternity, and he didn't like that feeling of craving for something at all. One thing was wanting to have sex with someone, and other completely different was this sense of loss he felt every time he wasn't near "his" blonde. He shook his head. He should stop thinking Butters was his, no one had ever been his and, really, he had never wanted anyone to be his, but now…
He shook his head harder, trying to get rid of those thoughts. After all, Leopold wasn't his and didn't need to be. He only has to do it with him again, only one more time and it would be enough, he tried to convince himself.
Suddenly, he saw him. He was there, in one of the main streets of South Park, walking so deep in his thoughts that he didn't notice anything of what was happening around him. And he had to take advantage of that.
He saw him walk to the alley where he was and just when there were only some centimeters between them, he pulled him against him, making sure that nobody saw him vanish. Pulling off his hood and smiling, he put his lips on the blonde's soft, sweet ones, feeling himself shudder and feeling what, probably, a person lost in a desert would feel with the first sip of water.
He couldn't get enough of Butters' lips, which he sucked and licked; which he bit lightly, trying to feel their texture; which he caressed, until he could have them at the mercy of his wishes; until they opened like a flower waiting for the morning dew, in a way only he could manage, with breathtaking innocence and tenderness. His tongue then started to get in and out of Butters' cavity, to subdue him while trying to make him forget about everything except the fact that him, Kenny, was the one touching him, that he was the one kissing him and that he was the one that could make him react in that way.
All that made Kenny feel very excited. He had him imprisoned against the wall of the alley, pressing every part of his body against his. They were so close they could feel the other's body heat. And of course, Kenny was at full. His arousal was brushing against the blonde's thigh, who; with that intense kiss, was starting to react. This made Kenny roar slightly when they broke off to breath. He had never roared in his life, but now he felt like he needed it. He felt a little dizzy. Seeing Butters, with his reddened cheeks and panting in his arms, was more than he could bear.
He kissed him again, with intensity, with force, tasting him whole. His hands, which had been supported against the wall of the alley, moved on their own and started to slide by the sides of the boy with the sky-blue sweater, who he could feel shuddering at the touch.
He grabbed him firmly by the waist, while his thumbs were giving a little massage-caress right on the edge that separated the pants from the sweater. His fingers started to wander by the fly of his pants, sliding by the edge until, pushing the sweater up slightly, they could wander a little closer, trying to find skin. The shirt he had beneath the sweater was soon taken out of the way of that fingers that, without taking the shirt or the sweater off, started to touch skin.
The moan that both boys' lips released was completely involuntary. When they both realized it, Butters arms were already wrapped around Kenny's neck, having taken off his hood and caressing his hair. They didn't seem to be conscious of that, because they continued to let their instincts lead them and they kissed a third time, even more intensely. The need of the blonde seemed to start to surge and it made him get closer to Kenny's face, to make the contact they had, better.
The boy with the parka was feeling elated. His hands were already touching the soft, creamy skin of the boy, who was so close to him that the essence he gave off seemed to fill him up. The contact of skin-against-skin felt electrifying. It was as if any thought that wasn't related to Butters had flown out of his mind, as if everything was filled with the blonde boy.
-Oh God-he said when they broke off again.
He could feel his cheeks reddened. How come he was losing control that way? Although, actually, it wasn't as if he cared very much. It was true that every time he had had sex had been good, fun, but none of them could compare to what he was feeling that moment. That feeling of wanting to be even closer with the person he was with, of wanting to have everything, until the last sigh. The way his heart beat so fast and millions of butterflies filled his body completely. Only Butters could cause him that.
He started to give him quick, tender kisses, pausing sometimes to make his lips get more swollen than they already were. His heart melted by the way Butters seemed to surrender to his kisses and his arms, whose hands were still wandering inside his shirt, caressing his chest.
In that moment, a sound took them out of their reverie. A cat had hit a trashcan that was near them and the sound of metal hitting the ground had been pretty loud. Butters looked at him, as if he still wasn't aware of what had happened, as if he was remembering.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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