(Warning: smut :0 )

"So where we going, babe?" Kyle asked.

"Where do you think?" Stan said as he flew down the highway.

"Hmm... the parking lot?" Kyle said.

"Bingo."

Stan was filled with excitement as they grew closer and closer to their destination. It was a full moon that night, and Kyle watched the stars fly by as they drove. They both were antsy and couldn't sit still.

The two had gotten fast food again before they left town. Stan made sure he had everything they would need for that night.

It had to be perfect. It was going to be perfect.

They had barely spoke ever since Stan came home from school. They both didn't want to spoil the mood.

Stan's heart leapt with excitement when he saw the parking lot once again empty. He could see Kyle shift slightly in his seat too.

He quickly pulled into the spot they sat in last time and parked the truck. He turned off the headlights, making it very dark for him.

They both sat in silence with dumb grins on their faces.

"So...um..." Stan began. "How was your day?"

Kyle started laughing and blushed. "Fine, I bet yours was great."

"Well, it's about to get even better." Stan said and shoved his food wrapper back into the bag. Kyle had already finished eating while they drove there.

They both leaned across the console, kissing each other deeply. Stan ran his thumb across Kyle's cheek.

They grabbed onto each other, trying to pull each other close but were separated by the console between them.

After their heated make out session, Stan pulled away panting.

"Why are you never out of breath?" He complained.

"I don't need air. It's optional." Kyle said.

"You might need some air when you're moaning my name." Stan said.

Kyle scoffed and laughed. "Make me."

"Well, hop in the backseat and I will." Stan said.

They both got out of their front seats and moved to the back, giving them a lot more room to move.

"Mm.. spacious." Kyle said as he crawled onto Stan's lap.

"Lots of room to do whatever I want~." Stan whispered in his ear.

"Just like I said. Although..." Kyle began.

"What is it?"

"Since you scored so much higher than I expected you to, I think you deserve something extra. It's only fair." Kyle said and stroked his cheek.

"It depends, what is it?"

Kyle slid off his lap and onto his knees on the floorboard.

"Do you wanna fuck my ass or my face first?" Kyle said.

"One hundred percent your face first. After you give me greatest blowjob of my life."

Kyle smiled and unzipped Stan's pants before pulling them along with his underwear down to his knees.

"So how big are you? I never asked." Kyle said and kissed the tip of Stan's hard on.

Stan grunted. "Ngh... I'm eight inches."

"Damn..." Kyle whispered before rolling his tongue on Stan's head. "You're really thick, too."

He went back to sucking, taking Stan deeper and deeper in his mouth. Stan moaned and thrusted his hips forward, hitting the back of Kyle's throat.

Stan could feel himself becoming closer and closer, and he was sent over the edge when Kyle deep-throated him.

"Ah, babe.. stay still." Stan said and lifted himself off of the seat. Kyle looked up at him as Stan grabbed a fistful of curly red hair.

"You ready?" Stan said and Kyle hummed in response, sending wonderful vibrations through his dick.

Stan thrusted his hips forward, hitting the back of Kyle's throat hard. Kyle gasped and shut his eyes. Again and again, Stan thrusted into his boyfriend's mouth. Tears rolled down Kyle face as Stan fucked his face as hard as he could.

"Ngh, babe.." he moaned. He pulled Kyle's head back, releasing his mouth.

"Hmm?" Kyle said, his tears still falling.

"Let's stop for now. I wanna do something else." Stan said. "Can you take off your clothes for me?"

Kyle smiled and got back up in the seat beside Stan.

They both felt a little exposed, being naked in a truck with lots of windows. They were alone for the time being, but that didn't mean someone wouldn't see possibly show up.

"Don't worry, me and Kenny tinted my windows a while back. No one will see a thing unless you come up to the window." Stan said and kissed his boyfriend again.

"Alright... still... I've never been naked in a truck before. Sure I've been naked in the woods before.. but.." Kyle said, his eyes trailing off.

"Shh.." Stan said and leaned Kyle onto his back. Stan got on all fours and towered over him. "Don't even think about that. You're mine now."

Kyle smiled. "I know.. that's why I'm so glad to be doing this. With you."

They both kissed for a minute before Stan leaned down to gently press kisses on Kyle's neck.

"So..mm.. I know you were with Wendy for a bit.. are you still a ..ngh.. virgin?" Kyle asked in between moans.

Stan took a break from kissing. "No, I'm not. We had sex back in sophomore year for like... twenty minutes. She thought it was disgusting halfway through so we stopped. She was also real scared of getting pregnant, even though she's on birth control and I used a condom." He looked down at Kyle. "Does that bother you?"

"No, babe. I'm not a virgin either, you know that. I don't mind at all." Kyle said. "Just be gentle with me, that's all I ask tonight. I haven't done this in a while."

Stan placed a rough kiss behind his ear. "I haven't down this in a while either. Maybe we can remind each other what to do."

Kyle gasped when Stan began to suck on his neck, leaving a deep visible hickey right below his ear.

"I said be gentle, you dork." Kyle said and laughed.

"But I thought you said I could do anything I wanted?" Stan said and leaned down to give him another hickey.

Kyle whimpered at the feeling. "Yes I did, but.. ngh~ p-please give me a little consideration, babe."

Stan sat up and admired his work on Kyle's neck.

"Alright, babe. I will. Tell me if I get too rough, okay?" Stan said. Kyle nodded his head.

"Now, can you spread your legs for me?" Stan asked.

Kyle blushed a deep shade of red as he spread his legs, opening himself for Stan to see. He let one leg fall off the backseat and the other sit behind a headrest. "Like what you see?" He swooned.

"Oh, you bet I do." Stan said and reached down for something in the floorboard.

Kyle heard the rustling sound of a plastic bag and lifted his head up slightly.

"Okay, I've got lube and some condoms. Think we need any?" Stan asked.

"Both, please." Kyle said.

"Even the condom? I thought you said you were clean. I am too, according to my doctor." Stan said.

"Yes, I did, I just want go be safe on the first go-round. Who knows? Maybe your human semen contains some sort of genetic-mutator that changes the cells of my vampiric body. What if I grow a womb and get pregnant, hmm?" Kyle said with a grin on his face.

"Sounds like a long shot." Stan said.

"But it's possible." Kyle said.

"Really? Is it?"

"Absolutely not. I'm just messing with you. But I still want you to wrap it."

Stan laughed softly and opened both packages.

"We should be fine. I wanna feel you tonight." Kyle said and laid his head back down and closed his eyes.

"You're gonna feel plenty tonight, babe." Stan said and rubbed his left hand up and down Kyle's side. "Alright, just relax for me."

Kyle gasped and jumped when he felt cold, slick fingers touch his hole. He grabbed onto the side of the seat when Stan pushed one in.

"Does that feel alright?" Stan asked and moved his finger around. He could feel Kyle tense up.

"Y-yeah... I'm good.. it just feels.. weird." Kyle said and shifted slightly. He laughed softly. "Are you sure you've only done this once?"

"Yes, I'm sure. Please don't tell anyone I said this, but me and Kenny used to watch pornos together." Stan said and wiggled around some more.

"You two are so weird." Kyle said. He gasped in shock when Stan's second finger pushed in.

Stan could see his face contort slightly in pain. "You good, babe? I should've warned you."

"No, no, it's fine.. the pain is already going away. I'm good.." Kyle breathed, shutting his eyes tightly and gripping the side of the seat.

"You're really tight." Stan said and pushed his fingers deeper in. "I can't wait to feel how tight you are around my dick." He whispered.

"Ngh!!" Kyle yelped and he arched his back. Stan stopped the movement inside of him.

"Whoa, did I hit somewhere nice?" Stan asked.

"Y...Yeah~.." Kyle panted.

"What's it called? The prostate?" Stan said and pushed back in to brush up against the spot again.

Stan jumped when Kyle began whimpering. It was a noise he had never heard before, but damn, did it turn him on.

"Haah~ Stan, I'm ready." Kyle moaned and looked up at him, his green eyes glassy again.

"You sure? I'm a lot bigger than two fingers, you know." Stan reassured.

"Please, Stan. I need you.." Kyle whimpered again. "Oh, I'm such an idiot.."

"Why do you say that?" Stan asked and pulled out his fingers. He grabbed the lube bottle again.

"I'm one of the strongest species to walk the earth. I have all these unique abilities, I can do whatever I want in the dark and men shake at the thought of what I am. Yet here I am, shaking and whimpering like a whore underneath my food source." Kyle said with a weak smile and laughed weakly.

"Oh, don't feel bad, babe. It makes me feel special that I get to make you feel this way." Stan said. He rolled on a condom and rubbed some lube on his dick and Kyle's entrance.

He lifted Kyle's legs up and positioned himself. "Ready, babe?"

Kyle lifted his head up. "Wait."

Stan paused, looking at him. "What is it?"

"I wanna ride you. Please." Kyle said.

Stan excitedly sat up in the seat and cradled Kyle's hips as he positioned himself above Stan's cock.

"I figured the gravity would help adjust me better." Kyle said and lowered himself down slightly.

They both breathed in sharply as Kyle lowered himself fully onto Stan's dick. Stan moaned and threw his head back as Kyle hissed loudly.

Stan lifted his head up in shock at his boyfriend, who had his fangs out and breathing heavily. Stan felt a little nervous because he looked... distressed.

"Babe? Are you alright?" Stan asked shakily. He groaned on pleasure when Kyle pushed himself further onto his dick.

"Yeah.. I'm just.. ngh...tight..." Kyle mumbled.

"Kyle, we can stop if we need to. I don't-"

"No! I need this... I need you.." Kyle blabbered and placed his forehead on Stan's shoulder. "You're so warm... this is ten times better than the sun.."

"Just don't hurt yourself... or me." Stan mumbled the last part.

Inch by inch, Kyle slowly managed to bring them closer and closer together until he sat fully on Stan's lap, panting heavily due to the pulsating organ in his ass.

Kyle steadied himself by grabbing Stan's shoulders, gently rocking back and forth and trying to relax. Stan returned the favor by taking the redhead's hips and gently moving him, moaning due to the friction.

"You good, baby?" Stan asked with lust-filled eyes.

"Mm hmm..." Kyle mumbled and stopped rocking. "I-I think I'm ready to move. Can you hold me steady please?"

Stan tightened his grip on his hips. His heart was pounding with excitement as Kyle lifted himself up, and slowly lowered himself down again.

"Oh fuck~!" Kyle exclaimed.

Before Stan could say anything to console him, Kyle was up again and dropped down even faster this time.

"Fuck, babe!" Stan exclaimed and gripped his hips even tighter.

He hated the slow pace; it was almost impossible to handle for him. He wished to be loved like this for the longest time, and because it was happening so slowly he was becoming impatient. But he knew he had to be slow with Kyle. As much as he wanted to fuck his brains out, he had to be as careful as he could.

Kyle may have been slow at first, but he quickly picked up the pace, bouncing up and down. He didn't go all the way down to avoid hitting his prostate; he wasn't sure if he could handle that kind of pleasure right now.

Stan took notice through half-lidded eyes that Kyle was panting heavily. It wasn't even ten minutes and he looked almost as if he were going to pass out.

"Kyle?" Stan asked softly.

The redhead didn't answer, he just stopped riding his boyfriend and looked at him with teary eyes.

"Kyle why don't you lay back, okay? Let me take it from here." Stan said and rubbed Kyle's hips lovingly.

Kyle closed his eyes and lifted off of Stan's dick, crashing onto the seat in the position he was laying in before. Stan resumed his position as well, aligning his cock with the slick hole.

He pushed in, both of them moaning as he went deeper and deeper. Kyle jolted upward when Stan hit his prostate.

Stan thrusted his hips gently, letting them both get used to the feeling. Just like when Kyle was riding him, he took his time, slowly picking up the pace.

After a few minutes, Stan was gripping Kyle's hips again, pounding into him as he bit his lip. Stan had left the radio on but they could no longer hear it over the sound of their bodies colliding together and their satisfied moans.

"Oh fuck~! R-Right there... there!" Kyle exclaimed as Stan rammed into his prostate, sending jolts of pleasure throughout his entire body.

They were being very rough, and Stan was absolutely sure they were rocking the entire truck along with their movements.

Stan leaned down and kissed him. They both moaned against each other's lips as they had the greatest experience of their lives.

"Oh~ babe.. I'm gonna.." Stan moaning, loosing his energy fast.

"Ugh~! Please p-pull out... please! Oh~!" Kyle managed to say, his mind becoming overwhelmed by the stimulation.

It took every ounce of Stan's strength to finish strong, railing his boyfriend with everything he had left. When he felt himself about to cum, he pulled out and came into the condom. Kyle came too, his cum spilling onto his stomach and chest.

They both panted as Stan collapsed onto Kyle. They didn't cuddle or hug, they just laid their hot, sticky bodies together trying to muster up enough energy to sit up.

"Stan?" Kyle breathed, closing his eyes.

"Yeah?"

"That was amazing.."

"You bet it was." Stan said and laughed, wrapping his boyfriend in a hug. "That was the greatest experience of my life."

Kyle mumbled in agreement.

"I love you." Stan said.

"I love you too." Kyle said and ran his fingers through Stan's bleached hair. "I love you, so much."

"Shit.." Stan heard Kyle mumble in complete darkness.

He sat up and his eyes adjusted slowly. He pushed up his body with his arms and got off his boyfriend.

They were still in the truck.

"What happened?" He asked.

"We fell asleep. Gosh, we're lucky vampires didn't come here. We both would've been goners." Kyle said and sat up.

Stan fumbled around in the dark for his phone, which was on the floorboard. He felt it and grasped it, the light nearly blinding him when he turned it on.

"It's two am... gosh..." Stan said and stretched. "And I've still got school tomorrow."

"Can we go home?" Kyle asked, trying to find his clothes.

"Yeah, let's get dressed first. I highly doubt Shelley will like us coming home at two in the morning naked." Stan said.

They got dressed slowly and climbed back into their front seats. Stan threw the used condom down the edge of the cliff, never to be seen again. Stan turned the truck back on and reversed out of the parking lot.

"You okay to drive?" Kyle asked and they took off down the mountain.

"Yeah, I feel much better after that power nap." Stan explained and smiled.

"We're gonna have to clean up your truck." Kyle said.

"Yeah... I'm still a little confused why you asked me to use a condom. As far as we both know, we would have been fine." Stan asked.

"There is no way I'm riding all the way back home with cum in my ass... again." Kyle said. He felt Stan grab his hand and squeeze it understandingly.

Kyle moved the console up and cuddled up next to him again. "Can't wait to come back up here and do this again."

"Again? How about we do it somewhere more comfortable... like a bed." Stan suggested.

"Which bed? Mine or yours?"

"How about yours? I bet that would be a really nice place to sleep.. or to have sex."

"We'd have to worry about my parents, though. I highly doubt they'd want to leave me alone with a boy in my room after... you know."

Stan pressed his lips together. "Yeah... they just need to meet me first! I bet they'd love me."

"I think they'd love you too." Kyle sighed. "They'll be home this week, you know. Friday. I'll have to go home and clean up a bit for their arrival. Act as if I haven't been sleeping at my new boyfriend's house ever since they left."

"I can't wait to tell my parents too. My dad will probably be a little confused, since he's an idiot, but my mom will surely love you." Stan said. "They'll be home Sunday."

"So I officially have a week to move my shit back to my place... and sleep in a bed by myself. I'll miss your warmth." Kyle said and stroked Stan's cheek.

"I'll miss you too, but we won't be separated for long. I'll sneak in sometimes." Stan said with a smile.

"Highly unlikely, dude. My dad will kill you and then we'd never be allowed to be together."

They both laughed and stayed silent for the rest of the ride.

The neighborhood was empty. The only signs of life were chirping crickets and the light poles illuminating the sidewalk.

They walked inside quietly, hoping Shelley was asleep.

"You need something to drink? I really need some blood after that workout." Kyle said and they walked to the kitchen.

"Yeah.. can you get me some water?" Stan asked.

They both jumped when the hallway light turned on, and round the doorway came Shelley, dressed in pajamas with a scowl on her face.

"Where the hell have you two been?" She asked.

Stan and Kyle exchanged glances, blushing slightly.

"We were.. um... at the parking lot again..." Stan explained as Kyle gave him his water.

"Doing what? There is no need to be out there at two in the morning!" Shelley berated.

"Um... I'm not quite sure I should tell you..." Stan said and avoided eye contact.

Shelley's face softened. "Let me guess. You two fucked, didn't you?"

They both nodded sheepishly.

Shelley sighed and rolled her eyes. "I should've known."

She shook her head and stepped into the kitchen, sitting down at the table.

"Why are you still up? It's very late." Kyle asked as he sat down beside Stan with a blood packet.

"I needed to talk to you two about something." She pulled something out of her pajama pocket. She placed it on the table. It was a folded piece of paper. "I found this taped to the door when I got home. I looked at it, and I'm not sure what it means. Does this have something to do with you, Kyle?" She asked.

Kyle made a confused face and carefully took the note. He unfolded the note slowly.

Stan and Shelley watched as his face went from sleepy to distraught in a matter of seconds.

"No..no.. no no no no!" Kyle said and threw the paper down on the table, grabbing fistfuls of his hair in panic.

"What is it? What's wrong?" Stan asked and looked down at the note.

There, written in blood, said something that sent chills down his spine.

WE'RE COMING FOR YOU

Along with the terrifying, red letters, a symbol was wrote at the bottom of the page. It was unlike anything Stan had ever seen before.

The symbol was primarily a circle, but a letter 'v' and an upside-down cross were written in the middle, almost like a satanic peace symbol.

"Kyle? Kyle, what's wrong?" Shelley asked and stood up from her seat to walk around to the upset boy.

"T-Take me upstairs... now!" He said and grabbed the note.

Stan and Shelley both supported him as they scurried upstairs to Stan's room. They sat on his bed, and that's when Kyle burst into tears.

"Oh gosh... they wouldn't... they can't!" He mumbled and laid down.

"Kyle, babe, what is going on? Please tell me!" Stan said, becoming upset.

"Stan. They found me. They know I'm here... and I know why they want me..." He cried. "Please, just let me sleep... I can't handle this right now.."

Stan and Shelley exchanged worried looks. She got up after rubbing Kyle's arm and walked out of the room.

Stan got up and turned off the light. He crawled back onto the bed and took his boyfriend into his arms, holding him close.

Kyle felt Stan's heartbeat against his ear, and he breathed out shakily.

"I can't believe this... I can't.." Was the last thing he said before falling back asleep.