Stans POV –
Thick, white cold snow crunched under my feet as I trudged through it in the direction of the Stoley residence only this time I visited I wouldn't just admire the dark haired minx from his upstairs bedroom window, this time I was permitted entrance and enter I would.
Kevin had offered up and opportunity of a lifetime. One that I wasn't about to let slip through my fingers. It was completely obvious I wanted him; I was no longer going to hide my longings. So, of course I was about to confess all I desired to the ebony haired man. I needed to tell someone and who better than the current object of my lust or dare I suggest it; the object of my affection.
With Kevin everything felt somehow different, yes, I wanted to fuck him until he couldn't walk but there was more to it than mindless urges. When I thought about Kevin I became almost breathless, my stomach felt wretched and my heart pounded in my chest. I'd get raised goose bumps on my flesh and shivers would trace up and down my spine, showing no mercy. My mouth would go dry and I'd choke on the words I wanted to say, usually allowing any obscenities to spew out and if it wasn't bullshit I was talking, it seemed to come out garbled. Around Kevin, the sound of everyone else was drowned out and all I could hear was him, like a chorus of angels. I guess you could say a confusing childhood crush had turned slightly obsessive, after all I'd spent my entire life with a macho man who'd never admit to doing anything with another dude, not in a million fucking years. So I'd had it drummed into me that feelings for other boys weren't normal, yet I'd still always had them. This time was different for two reasons. Firstly, I saw Kevin as more than a floozy, he was a proper, intellectual young man and I wanted to treat him with respect, maybe take things slow and secondly, I am Stan Marsh; gay for Kevin Stoley and proud of that fact.
Reaching the stoop I knocked loudly twice on the large front door. Kevins mom answered the door and nodded politely as she looked me up and down.
"Hi Mrs Stoley I'm Stan, Kevin said I could come over tonight and work on our science assignment." I lied.
Kevins mom smiled softly, her facial features were amazing and her smile soft although I sensed there could be mischief concealed behind that sweet, gentle smile. That's probably where Kevin got it from; he often shot me the exact same smile, the only difference was I sensed some form of perversion under his.
"Kevin's in the basement doing some Star Wars thing. He told me he'd be expecting company so feel free to join him downstairs." Mrs Stoley explained.
"Thanks." I mumbled as I entered the house.
My eyes widened as I glanced around the halls. Kevins home was gorgeous and filled top to bottom with expensive looking furniture and belongings.
As I begun to walk I heard yelling from the kitchen. Poking my head inside I discovered a chef and a few underlings. Upon further travels I saw at least two maids. Kevin Stoley and his family were rich or at least it seemed that way. I wondered what I was getting myself into, I was just a mountain town bumpkin, my parents worked tedious jobs, I had to apply for schlorarship for college next year, we couldn't afford the finer things in life, yet here I was standing in Kevins home thinking he might even be richer than Token. Did this mean if I ended up getting into a relationship with Kevin the town would classify me a golddigger?
Finally finding the basement as I eased my wandering thoughts I stood on the top step. It didn't even creak and the basement lacked that mildew odour.
Seriously everything is too fucking perfect around this place, I feel I make it look untidy.
Turning to leave I heard a voice from down below.
"Stan, I've been expecting you?" Kevin announced staring up the stairs from the bottom step.
Turning back I nodded and smiled.
"You have, have you?" I replied.
Kevin laughed and used one finger to beckon me down. Being the fool I am I followed.
"See I just got you to come with one finger….. yeah I said it and that's how good I am." Kevin chuckled.
A laugh escaped my lips at his witty line. The kid was suave; I had to give him that.
"So welcome to my home, mi casa is su casa." Kevin announced waving an arm toward a sofa.
Moving toward the couch I noticed all Kevins memorabilia, although I had no clue about space or sci-fi fandoms.
Sitting on the squishy sofa, Kevin took the seat beside me our taught bodies in close proximity making it hard to control myself.
"So Marsh as we discussed on the phone, I want to enter into a pseudo relationship with you, how would lesser minds say it, yes that's right. A fuck buddy system." Kevin explained, his large brown eyes shimmering golden in the lighting.
Nodding I was once again stunned, Kevin was brilliant and so persuasive, not to mention attractive and fuckable beyond description.
"All I need you to say right now if you desire a cooling off period where we can talk and learn each others quirks or if you'd like to immediately jump into the pyschial aspect of things because let's face it, I made plans for you tonight." The noriette spoke softly his words smooth as butter.
Stan Marsh, forever thinking, but never thinking too hard. I allowed my reply to escape my lips before realizing I wanted to treat Kevin like a King.
"Physical, if you got something planned I want to do it now."
Kevin plucked a small silver tube from his back pocket and waved it in front of my face.
"What's that?" I quizzed. Kevin pressed a finger to my lips before standing up in front of me.
"Silence Sith Lord Stan…" Kevin laughed as he fell silent and walked off into a small closet.
Sitting silent I continued looking around trying to understand everything that Kevin was into. It seemed impossible, nothing made sense to me. I became engrossed staring at pictures from Star Wars movies and was then startled by a touch on my right shoulder.
Jumping around I looked into the face of Kevin. He once again waved the silver tube at me and smirked devilishly.
My eyes trailed him, taking in his now changed appearance as I noticed he was wearing a gold bikini costume that I'd just noticed a woman in the photos dressed in. I licked my lips as I eyed Kevin, his tight, toned, tanned body on display for my hungry eyes. Stretching out a hand a grazed his abdomen brushing my fingers over his stomach and down toward his crotch.
"Sith Lord Stan you are now my prisoner, you will touch when instructed as I am the Princess Leia Organa." Kevin explained.
I laughed and shook my head.
"Kevin, what's a sith and Leia? What the fuck are you smoking dude?"
Kevin's brows furrowed as he clicked a button on the device he'd been waving before my eyes. A green plastic tube of light sprung forth.
"It's Star Wars dude, just play along." Kevin suggested.
Shrugging my shoulders standing before the dark haired man I let a small giggled escape me.
"I've never seen Star Wars, until I just looked at your posters." I stated.
"Well they're not posters, they're memorabilia plaques and quite expensive….." Kevin explained trailing off into thoughts. "Anyway it doesn't matter just get on your fucking knees and face the wall." He ordered.
"So what's that thing with the green." I asked facing the wall as I felt Kevin shackling my feet together, soon followed by my hands being cuffed to a steel pipe in front of me.
"It's a light saber, but let's just call it you're doom for now, since you're a meat headed jock asshole who spends his day throwing balls around a field instead of bothering to watch Star Wars because it's nerdy." Kevin raved.
I was now completely helpless. Kevin walked in front of me thrusting his groin in my face all I could see was bulge poking out from behind the gold bikini bottom. I poked out my tongue longing for a taste. Once Kevin noticed he slapped me across the face and moved off.
"I should make you pleasure me, but it seems you'd enjoy that too much so Instead I'll go with Plan B." He snapped, obviously frustrated with me.
Crouching down beside me Kevin pressed his half naked frame against me. He leaned closer, his breath causing a rush of excitement through my body and he whispered into my ear. "You're a sith Stan which makes you on the side of evil, I am the side of good therefore it is my job to save the galaxies from your tyranny."
I nodded, a perverse grin spread across my face. "You know I'm wicked, I'm the worst Sith you've ever heard of and somehow you caught me. I deserve punishing, Princess."
Kevin nodded and stroked his fingers through my hair. "A for effort." He growled lowly before standing up and walking behind me.
Excitement building by the second I felt Kevin tugging at my pants and boxers.
"You accept all charges then Sith Stan and as a member of the council I can administer just punishment, although it will not be swift." Kevin stated.
"Yes, I accept now carry out sentence." I purred, the anticipation becoming too much for me to bear.
"I sentence you to be defeated by the power of the Jedi…." Kevin begun. "So brace yourself Sith Stan, the only way to defeat a being such as yourself is by using the force, so I will now be inserting every inch of my light sabre inside your ass….. try not to struggle too much although perhaps you should fight the force so it's more realistic." Kevin said.
Beginning to shake the chains which bound me I was now beginning to fight and struggle. I did not want something going up my ass, especially a fluorescent green tube that happened to be about a metre long.
As I fought I felt the seering agony of Kevin inserting the tip of the sabre. Unlubricated and although announced still shocking. I let out a scream as I felt the item penetrate me deeply.
"Well shit Stan, your anal canal isn't deep enough to support the whole light sabre. I guess I didn't think this through well enough." Kevin chuckled.
Grunting in pain my breathing raced.
"So get it out of me!" I snarled.
Kevin laughed again. "No can do on that Stan. I guess halfway in is going to have to suffice…"
Groaning loudly I felt Kevin pull the tube back and quickly push it deep within me once more. After a few quick repetitions groans turned to moans of pleasure. Was I really liking this? Kevin sighed as my tone changed.
"You can't enjoy sentence being carried out." He whined.
The long thin tube then quickly exited my ass to be replaced by Kevins thick hard cock.
Sliding as deep as the light sabre had been Kevin snatched up a chunk of my hair as he began to thrust. Skin against skin the slapping echoed through the room as his pace quickened, plunging into me hard and fast as we both moaned, enjoying the moment.
Little did I know, what I thought was a moment would tear up my asshole and last close on two hours.
Sweat coated our interlocked bodies as I felt Kevin's precum leak into me. Kevin reached around and began quickly pumping my cock, showing no mercy as he'd been assaulting my prostate like a pro since he entered and I'd already came twice. With a loud snarl Kevins full load was released and the warm, thick liquid was flowing inside me. Once Kevin pulled out I felt his cum dripping out of my asshole, the cuts stinging.
Still shackled to the pipe I needed to catch my breath after not only coating the wall before me twice earlier, but also coating Kevins hand as we released together.
Kevin Stoley, the man I saw as respectful and worth moving snail pace with was a role play slut. I'd totally misjudged him and after being raped with a light saber and harshly fucked for two hours while chained to a pipe I'd been doing a lot of deep thinking. This meant war and the games were now on.