Kenny did not message me for the rest of the night. I hated him so much for doing this to me. For invading my privacy and now holding the video he had taken over my head. I tried to sleep but my mind kept thinking about what Kenny wanted. It was weird to me that he did not send everyone that incriminating video immediately just to ruin me, but instead has just been fucking with me all weekend about what he had seen.
I felt like crying because of all the people who had to find out about me being gay it had to be Kenny. I already knew how he felt about gay guys from middle school. I believe he found them to be very humorous and basically walking punchlines. He had never shown any signs of being aggressive with gay guys, although that was likely due to there being so few of them known in our town. Butters was the only one I knew well enough and Kenny often joked about Butters' dual sexuality, often to Butters' very own face. Butters just laughed back with Kenny probably assuming he was laughing with him, not at him.
I had no idea what Kenny wanted to do with that video and me, but I knew I was not going to enjoy whatever it was. I start to tear up at the thought of my life being over and everyone at school making fun of me tomorrow. I eventually go to sleep with a tear stained face.
I woke up in the morning for school. I felt a pit in my stomach from last night. I just got ready as quick as I could and headed out. I have no felt the urge to ditch school as much as I did this morning. I felt like texting Kenny begging him not to tell anyone and just leave me alone and hoped that he had not already shown everyone the video because I hung up on him on Saturday. I was not gonna let Kenny influence me ditching school and I definitely was not gonna beg him. I had a life to be proud of because I made good grades and was going places. Kenny had fucked up his life and he may know I am gay but I am not gonna let him drag me down. I just hoped I could reason with him and get him to get rid of the video he had of me.
I wait in my driveway for Tokens limousine to pull up. It soon pulls up and Stan opens the door for me as I step in. The ride to the high school is very quite as usual. Stan and Token appear to be in their usual states so I hoped that this meant Kenny had kept what he had found out about me to himself. I calm my nerves when we approach high school not wanting to have a freakout. This was definitely the most uncomfortable day in my entire life. I had spent my life keeping everyone from finding out my secret so it made me uncomfortable to have someone out there who not only hated me, not only knew my secret, but also had a video that shattered my secret. I walked into the high school and blend into the crowd of kids entering the building
I walked into the high school and blend into the crowd of kids entering the building. No one seemed to behave any differently towards me or talk about me which was a huge relief.
I went to the cafeteria to get breakfast with Stan and Wendy like I usually did. Token sometimes showed up to eat with us, but most of the time he ate breakfast at home. Once I get done filling my tray I head to where I usually sit. Then I notice Kenny on the opposite side of the cafeteria. I do not think he notices me to my relief. I do not like to be looked down upon and now that Kenny knew I was gay he would likely do so. I hated that just because I was into guys meant that I would be looked down upon, especially people like Kenny.
I go over to my seat not wanting to get his attention. Part of me wants to plead with him not to tell anyone and to just drop it, and part of me wanted to scratch his cocky little eyes out. I was not usually a violent person but when someone pissed me off enough I would just snap. I am not a good fighter , though, probably because I do not play any sports or do a lot of psychical labor like guys usually do.
In the end, I decide to avoid Kenny like a coward and just hope that he leaves me alone. Honestly, it worries me that he is at school this early because Kenny only went to school about three days a week and was usually late when he did come. It was a rare sight indeed to see him at school early enough to make it to breakfast. I can not help but feel the reason he has come to school early is because of me. I did not know what his long term goal was but I just wanted him to disappear. Luckily he looked to be busy eating his food so I guess he could just be here to get a meal.
Stan and Wendy sit down across the table from me in their usual spots. Wendy looks to be more awake than most people. She probably goes to bed at an even earlier time than I do. She and Stan start having a small conversation about what they did on Sunday. Stan mostly talks about football practice and Wendy talks about the little shopping spree she, Bebe, and Red had gone on. It was so strange that school and everything was proceeding so normally. It is almost like no one knew my secret and I had just dreamed about what happened with Kenny. I knew better than to try and deceive myself with that lie. I did not know what Kenny wanted but I had to be prepared.
While eating breakfast I accidentally got some syrup on the sleeve of my shirt. I quickly finish as Stan and Wendy continue their conversation barely even noticing me. I got up to turn in my tray and try and get the syrup out of my sleeve in the restroom.
"See ya later Kyle," Stan says.
"See ya," I respond.
Stan goes back to his conversation with Wendy as I turn my tray in. The cafeteria is beginning to dissipate and I realize classes will be starting in about fifteen minutes. I hurry to the nearest boys restroom and notice that Kenny has moved. It worries me not to know where he is, but I continue to the bathroom.
I enter the restroom as two other guys leave. I walk over to the sink and lightly scrub my sleeve with a paper towel in an attempt to get the syrup out of the fabric. Suddenly I hear footsteps as someone walks into the restroom and stops at the entrance. I turn around and my heart stops as Kenny and I make eye contact. He stares at me with an odd expression that I ca not read. He has a cruel plotting smile plastered on his face. I break eye contact and go to leave the restroom when he blocks the exit with his arm and snickers at me.
"We need to have a little talk,"Kenny says as he grabs my shoulder.
I yank my shoulder from his grip. I feel uncomfortable being around someone who knows my secret. Kenny is especially bad with the way he stares at me with contempt in his eyes.
"Leave me alone Kenny," I demand and try and move past him.
He pushes me back and I struggle not to lose my balance and fall down. He then approaches me with an angry look in his eyes as he grabs the color of my shirt and begins dragging me along. There is no one else in this restroom who can witness what Kenny is doing. I am infuriated with how Kenny is handling me. He just has an irritated look on his face while he drags me to an empty stall and throws me in.
"What the fuck Kenny," I yell.
Kenny shuts the stall door and locks it. I wonder if Kenny plans to beat the shit out of me. He did seem pretty irritated by me trying to get away from him. I wondered if he was gonna beat me up for being gay or something to that end. Instead, he just stood blocking the exit to the stall.
"Ok now we have some privacy," Kenny says as he gives me a wicked smirk.
I suddenly feel rage boil up inside of me. It was like all the anger that Kenny had been making me feel and my fear of how people would treat me if they knew I was gay all merged and transformed into fury. I lunged at Kenny in an attempt to claw his eyes out. When I get two feet from him, however, he just holds me in place with a firm grip and laughs. I start hitting Kenny's arm with punches that do not even seem to bother him.
"Ok calm down girly," Kenny say with a snicker.
I collapse on the ground and fight back the urge to cry. I hate that nickname that some assholes call me. I know I was not as masculine as other guys but I did not need a nickname that constantly reminded me. Kenny just snickers at my feeble attempt to attack him.
"Ok are you done with your period yet," Kenny says.
"What the hell do you want from me," I ask while getting off the ground.
"I want you to suck my dick," Kenny says with a snicker.
Normally I would be able to give a response, but with Kenny knowing my secret I found it to be harder than usual. I knew I was blushing but I could not help but be embarrassed by such a jab at my sexuality.
"Fuck you," I say quietly.
"Oh my god," Kenny say laughing," I can not believe you are blushing."
I bury my face into my hat in embarrassment. I had hoped Kenny would not point out my embarrassment, but clearly, he was going to drag this out.
"You actually like cock don't ya," Kenny says with a snicker.
"Do you actually want to give me bj," Kenny laughs with a curious look on his face.
"No," I say in a muffled voice.
"So what guys do you want to suck off," Kenny asks in a bemused tone.
"Kenny just stop it," I beg.
"Wow it is so weird being around someone like you in person," Kenny says," Anyway I will drop it for now but you need to do something for me during lunch."
"What do you want," I say pulling my face out of my hat.
"Heres a list of what I want from lunch," Kenny states as he hands me a piece of paper.
"I am not getting your food for you," I say in defiance.
"You are the only one I know who has lunch with me, and I am gonna be a little late today," Kenny states,"Also you do not have a choice."
"I am not spending money for your food," I say angrily.
"Remember who has a video of you beating off your baby penis to a guy giving another guy head," Kenny threatens.
"Look I have like a little over a hundred bucks left from my allowance," I say,"How much do you want to delete the video so we can move on with our lives."
"I do not want your fucking money," Kenny says angrily,"I want you to get your just deserts."
I had no idea Kenny was so obsessed with getting back at me over me fucking up his chances with some random girl. I thought he would just demand money and it worried me that he wanted some payback instead.
"My lunch better be ready or else," Kenny says as he leaves before I can respond to him.
I watch as he leaves the stall and goes out of the bathroom. I hear a bell go off and realize there are only five minutes till classes start. I quickly leave the restroom and head to my first class. I know I am gonna have to get Kenny his damn lunch but I am not happy about it.
I go through my morning classes trying to think of a way to get Kenny to leave me alone. He clearly wants revenge and money did not work so I was at a loss of what to do. I hated having Kenny telling me what to do, and I feel like the only reason why he came to school today was indeed to fuck with me. I tried to focus on the lessons being taught to the best of my ability, but I was so worried about what Kenny wanted from me. He was taking full advantage of my secret to insult me and it was driving me crazy. I remembered what Kenny had told me about what his dad had told him over the summer. I was afraid that he might want to do inappropriate things with me, and I did not care if he was attractive or not because he was a dick who was now making my life a living hell. I was not gonna let Kenny take advantage of me in that way, although part of me knew I would want to keep my secret, especially from Stan, no matter what. Kenny likely would not do anything that could be considered gay though considering his reputation. It just did not mesh with the picture of Kenny I had in my mind. I then realized that I probably did not know Kenny as well as I thought I did. I had thought that he did not have anything like the video he had taken over the weekend, but he turned out to have had the information I assumed he could not have. I hoped at least I knew Kenny to some extent.
soon the bell rings signaling the end of my fourth class. I head off to my next class which is gym. I am not skilled at all in physical prowess but I did enjoy gym. It was the only class that I was sharing with Stan at the moment and Wendy was not in it. The only other person who I know had gym with me was Clyde. I remembered when I saw him again at the arcade and suddenly felt a rush of happiness that Clyde shared gym with me. I doubted Clyde was gay, but I did think he had a much better chance of being into guys than Stan. Although I was not really close to Clyde so I did not know him too well. Did I even want to start trying to get with Clyde.?I had always kept my orientation secret but at the same time hoped I would find one other guy who would like me, and we would start a blossoming secret relationship. I had been waiting for Stan since middle school to fill that spot, and I did not know if it was wise to try and see if Clyde could do so.
I enter the gymnasium that is already full of guys going to the boys' locker room and girls going to theirs. I follow the tide of guys heading to the locker room to change. I alway go into one of the stalls in our locker room to change into gym clothes. I tried not to stare at the other guys who were changing because I thought it was kind of immodest. It was hard not staring at some of the most shameless guys who did not hesitate to strip completely naked in front of everyone else. Stan used a towel to keep a sense of modesty which was probably something that football players did. I suddenly remember that Clyde was well known for stripping completely naked, and being one of those guys who was well known for 'horsing around' in the locker room. Whenever their antics started I would try to avoid it and get out of the locker room quickly to avoid getting in trouble with the coach for taking too long in the locker room.
I walked into the locker room and avoided staring at anyone who was changing and walked directly towards the stalls toward the center of the locker room. There was already a few guy using them and I went right on into one of them. I quickly changed not wanting to be in the locker room when it got super crowded. I was soon in my gym outfit and left the stall. The locker room was filling up quickly and I saw a few guys in the buff just talking and playing around. I saw Stan changing and talking to a few football players on the far end of the locker room. I began heading to the exit of the locker room when I suddenly tripped over something and fell face first onto the tiled floor. I heard a familiar laughter and looked up to see Kenny. I realized he had tripped me and remembered he did have gym with me and Stan. I had forgotten because he skips this class very often and I was caught off guard seeing him again.
"Be more careful Kyle," Kenny joked as he walked away not waiting for my response.
I got onto my knees and began getting up when I looked up to see Clyde standing directly in front of me naked. I saw his junk just about a foot away from my face. His dick was fair sized from what I could tell without it being erect. I fought for the life of me to fight off a blush as he and I made eye contact. He looked surprised and embarrassed for a moment which was odd considering he alway walked around the locker room naked. He offered me a hand and I accepted it as he helped me to my feet.
"So you walked right into that one huh," Clyde joked.
I almost snapped and said something rude to Clyde, but then I remembered the Clyde often did make jokes to make people, mostly girls, fell better. I realize he was only trying to lighten the mood. He seemed less chipper than he usually was.
"Yea," I respond," That's Kenny for you."
Clyde laughs and goes to say something when another naked guy comes up behind Clyde and smacks his bare ass with a lot of force. Clyde yelped and turned around.
"Ok get over here you dick," Clyde laughs as he chases after the assailant.
I feel no compelling reason to just keep standing there so I leave the locker room. I go to the wall where all the students are lining up in alphabetical order. It is mostly guys who have finished changing and a few girls. I go to my spot and wait for everyone else to get done in the locker rooms. The coach comes out of his office and looks at his watch. He usually gives us about five to ten minutes of time to get changed in the locker rooms, and it was about time for everyone to get out of the locker rooms.
Eventually, we were all lined up as the coach checked to see who was absent. Soon he was finished and announced we would be playing basketball, but as always we had to finish our warm ups first.
We did some light exercises and stretched. I noticed Kenny would occasionally glance at me and Stan as usual was mostly hanging out with other guys on the football team. That is when I felt someone else's eyes on me. I turned my head to the left and saw Clyde immediately look away from my direction. I wondered why Clyde was staring at me. Was he actually into me into me or did he think I was being weird? Stan knew me better than anyone and he did not seem to notice anything out of the ordinary with me. It was weird thinking about someone else being into me for a change, and it being Clyde of all people who was well known for being a gentleman with girls. Maybe I was overthinking this and he was just lost in thought or something when he was staring.
After we were done with our warm-ups coach began dividing us into teams. Clyde, Stan, a junior girl, and two seniors were chosen as team captains. Coach began assigning us into different teams and assigned me to Clyde's team. I usually would be upset about not being on Stan's team but the idea of being on Clyde's team interested me. I knew it was still a long shot to assume he like me but I still would not mind testing to see if he did. Clyde was also on our high school's basketball team so his team did have a good chance of winning. Clyde was smiling and talking to the other members of our team when I arrived at the group's spot. Clyde looked surprised to see me but was still smiling. I tried following along with the advice he was giving all of us to the best of my ability.
I noticed Stan had a lot of athletic kids on his team and he did not seem to even care that I was not on his team. I noticed Kenny was on the junior girl's team and he seemed to be having a conversation with her. I returned my attention to my own team and focused on what Clyde was telling us. Apparently, the seniors who had been chosen was the captain of the girl's basketball team and the junior girl was also on the girl's basketball team. He did not seem to know who was the senior guy who had been chosen, but he still gave us the basics of the proper way to throw a basketball which was honestly kind of patronizing. He did it in such a sweet and endearing way that it was hard to be upset about it. Clyde was almost childlike in the way he acted and viewed things, but I had to admit that it made him extremely adorable.
Soon the teams began facing off against each other at the coach's leisure. The first team we had to face was the senior guy's team. Luckily the senior guy did not seem to know what he was doing and his team was a mess. Even though our team definitely had a few people who clearly had not paid attention when Clyde was speaking and I did not possess much physical prowess we still beat them by a fairly large score count.
When we went back to our spot Clyde began giving the guys who were not paying attention the same talk he gave to us earlier. While he was talking I noticed Stan's Team annihilating the senior girl's team. Even though she herself was doing great, her team was awful. She could not pull the weight needed to compete with Stan's team of athletes. My own team was lucky to have a few athletes of our own otherwise we would be in the same situation as the senior girl's team soon. I saw Clyde walking over to where I was sitting on the far side of the bench.
"Hey Kyle,"Clyde said.
"Hey," I respond.
Clyde seems to be nervous like a child and I wonder what he wants to tell me.
"I was trying to ask you earlier if you were gonna go to the big thanksgiving party that Alexis Parks is having,"Clyde asked.
"Um.. when is it," I asked.
"This Thursday," Clyde says eagerly.
"Oh it's on a school night,"I say solemnly," and it is on thanksgiving."
"Yea there is gonna be a lot of older kids there and stuff," Clyde says,"So I guess you won't make it."
"We will see," I say kind of dishonesty.
"Cool," Clyde says happily," Let me know if you can make it and maybe we can go together," Clyde suggests.
"Ok," I say fighting back a blush.
I am not sure if I am reading this situation correctly but it almost sounds like Clyde is asking me out. Even if he is not I still would love to accept an offer to go out somewhere considering how rarely someone asks me to. I have to work on the school thanksgiving event early and in the afternoon on Thursday and we have to go back to school on Friday. I curse the school for only giving us one day off. I might be able to make it to the party late at night. According to Clyde, the party was being thrown by Alexis Parks who was a well known senior and probably the most popular girl in school. She was also the captain of the cheerleaders. Bebe was also on the cheerleading team and from what I knew idolized Alexis. Alexis was wealthy and her family resided in a manor that could compete with Tokens. Her family had also lived in South Park for generations. Alexis did not throw parties as often as Bebe but her parties were big and had much more controversial substances going around. I was kind of unsure if I wanted to go, but if Clyde was into me the way I think he might be then it would be worth going.
I then realized the coach was calling up our team to go play again. My team and I head out to the court and prepare ourselves. I realize we are going against the junior girl who has Kenny on her team. I notice Kenny is staring me down and wonder what is going on inside his head. The game is on and is going well for us. Our teams are pretty evenly matched, though we are pulling ahead slightly. I rarely get passed the ball but whenever I did I noticed Kenny hounding me. He would practically get right on top of me to get the basketball and I would have to pass it to one of my team-mates quickly.
As my team neared victory I noticed Kenny becoming unusually aggressive especially towards me. He would brush past me roughly nearly knocking me down when he was running. Normally I would say something but ever since Kenny now knew my secret I could not risk getting into an argument with him in front of people. I got irritated as Kenny continued to 'accidentally' bump into me. I just wanted the game to end and our team was one point away from victory. Clyde had been doing well the entire game and showing off like he normally did. Now Clyde had the ball and was approaching the enemy teams basket when the bell rang signaling the time for classes to start wrapping up.
Everyone began talking and the coach told everyone to hurry and get changed as he went back into his office. I got into the locker room quickly and got into the stall that I frequent. I began changing wanting to get to lunch quickly so I could make Kenny his damn tray. I always felt uncomfortable stripping around so many other guys and if this locker room did not have these stalls I do not know what I would do. Right as I was pulling up my other pair of boxer briefs I suddenly felt someone standing behind me. I turned around and almost screamed at the sight of Kenny standing right behind me. The lock was still in the locked position on the stall door so I assumed he crawled in from under the door or maybe crawled over it. Whatever the case I was now staring at Kenny who was standing in front of me fully clothed with a bemused expression on his face and I was naked and now cupping my genitals in my hands.
"What the hell Kenny," I said in a loud whisper.
"Relax I already seen your dick, but it was the first time I got a look atcha girly ass," Kenny's says mockingly,"Seriously though I thought I had gone into the girls' locker room for a moment."
"What do you want Kenny," I say as I pull up my boxer briefs.
"Remember to get my lunch okay," Kenny demands.
"I said I would get it didn't it," I respond.
"You better," Kenny says as he crawls back under the stall wall to the stall to my right. That was probably how he got into here.
I do not even know why Kenny went into the locker room. He never changed out of his clothes which he probably did because he did not have enough clothes to set aside a set for gym. I could not imagine wearing the clothes I wore to gym throughout the rest of the day but Kenny somehow managed. I finished getting clothed and quickly headed towards the cafeteria.
I hate having to make Kenny food. His list is quite lengthy and I know he is taken advantage of my wealth. I have to make my own trey at the same time and the lunch lady and the few kids who are at lunch this early are giving me strange looks. I wondered what the hell Kenny was doing that made him late for lunch. Knowing Kenny he was probably going to one of the unused buildings near the school to smoke a blunt, fuck a girl, or both. As I sit down with both trays of food I am for once grateful barely anyone I know has lunch with me. Only Red,Tweek, and Craig have lunch at the same time I do, and I am not real close with any of them.
I wait in my seat while eating my food for about ten minutes waiting for Kenny. I begin wondering if he was just fucking with me when he comes out of nowhere and grabs the tray. He smirks at me and winks as he heads off to sit with Craig and Tweek. Lunch is about to end when I receive a text from Stan.
Are you and Kenny on good terms
Not really why I respond
I am confused with Stan suddenly texting me out of the blue and hope that Kenny did not tell him anything.
He was being kind of rough with you during basketball Stan responds
I am fine, It's just Kenny being himself I respond
I did not want Stan to get into a conversation with Kenny about me. I am surprised Kenny has not told everyone at school and posted that video he had of me all over the place. So I do not want to test Kenny and see what he would do if Stan began questioning him.
Let me know if he makes you feel in danger Stan responds
I will I respond.
I am grateful that this questioning by Stan is finished and I also appreciative of Stan actually noticing Kenny's roughness when we played basketball. Stan could not help me at this point with Kenny. I just had to humor Kenny and hope he left me alone. I hated having to keep something from Stan but my sexuality was something that could ruin our friendship.
Lunch ended and I headed towards my next class. I went through my afternoon classes feeling somewhat relieved that I had given Kenny his lunch and hoped he would just leave me alone from here on out. I grimaced when I remembered that Kenny and I shared the last class of my school day together. Kenny went to that class surprisingly often but that was likely due to the teacher hardly ever being in the classroom and practically handing out good grades. The students in that class always acted disorderly and played around. Even when the teacher was in the room they still played, just not as much. Eventually, it came time for me to head to my last class and I hoped that Kenny had already ditched school by now.
When I got into the classroom it was already crowded. The reason this class took me so long to get to is because the class I am in before this one is on the other side of the school. The teacher is busy taking attendance as I sit down in my seat in front of a computer. I look over to where Kenny usually sits and sure enough, he is sitting there. He does not seem to notice me and seems to be talking to some sophomore guys.
As soon as the teacher had finished accounting for who was absent she told us to behave while she went to get something. Knowing her she was probably going to be gone for most of the class time. I wish she chose today to be one of the days where she actually stayed and watched the class. I hated the idea of being around Kenny without an authority figure nearbye. At least there were other students here so he probably would not do what he did to me in the restroom earlier.
I sat around at my computer doing some school work in advanced from my other classes. Nearly twenty minutes went by without the teacher returning. The students were talking just loud enough so the teacher's next door would not notice. Not that the teacher next door ever did much about the noise anyway. A bunch of kids just had their cell phones out and were listening to music. I then felt someone sit in the unoccupied seat next to me. I look to my right to see Kenny McCormick staring at me with a devious smirk on his face.
"So Kyle you are coming to my house after school," Kenny stated as a declaration more so than a question.
"What," I say," Kenny just tell me what it will take for you to leave me alone."
"Just come by my house," Kenny says," Unless you want to get the class involved in our conversation."
I did not want to go to Kenny's house. Even when I was younger I could not stand the state of disrepair and the trash all around it. The rats that I occasionally used to see were the cherry on top that made me never want to visit Kenny's house again.
"Fine I will go," I respond bitterly.
"That's a girl," Kenny says deviously as he flicks my nose.
Eventually, the class ends and I do not have any after school activities today. So I remember what Kenny says and tell Token and Stan I will be walking somewhere today and to go ahead and drive. They are a little confused about me turning down my usual ride home but accept it and drive off. I began walking towards Kenny's house and hope once I get there I can end this.