PERFECT
Classes just ended and I'm standing with Clyde and Jimmy next to my locker and we're talking about Jimmy's last comedy show when we're interrupted by a brightly smiling Delilah that stops next to us.
"Hi," She says nervously as she smiles at us, her eyes lingering on Jimmy more before glancing away.
"Hey, D-delilah," Jimmy replies to the smiling girl.
"Hey, nice show last week. You're really funny," Delilah compliments.
"Thanks Delilah." Jimmy says and Delilah blushes scarlet.
She clears her throat and flips her dark hair out of her eyes and holds out the bowl in front of her, "I need you all to pick a piece of paper out of this bowl."
"Why?" Clyde asks, eyeing the bowl skeptically as if he can see what's inside of it.
"Its for a research project," Delilah rolls her eyes at Clyde as leans forward to look inside and moves it out of reach, "Here Jimmy, you pick first," She winks at him and waits for Jimmy to reach inside of the bowl and retrieve a small piece of paper.
Jimmy reads it, "It says R-r-r-red." Immediately Delilah holds out the bowl and Clyde takes it as she removes a clipboard that I now notice was somehow chained to her beige cargo pants and begins writing things down.
Clyde quickly dives his hand in and removes a slip, "I got white." Clyde says seriously, "I hope I don't get a crappy prize because of this."
"You don't get a prize," Delilah smiles, but even I can see the hint of a smirk quirking her lips up as she scribbles down Clyde's color.
Clyde hands me the bowl and I reach in and once I've grasped a slip I pull out and Clyde immediately snatches it from me, "Hey!" I protest before grabbing the small piece of paper back.
"Aww man, he got a better color!" Clyde whines like the little bitch he's being right now.
"What does yours say Stan?" Delilah asks, ignoring Clyde.
"Blue," I say before balling the paper up and throwing it at Clyde's head who whines.
"Thanks you guys," Delilah says smiling at me and turning her nose up at Clyde.
"H-hopefully I'll get to see you at my next show i-it's going to be downtown," Jimmy says to which Delilah smiles shyly.
"Sure, wouldn't miss it," Delilah says before taking her leave.
"Hey fuckers!" Craig greets as he approaches us with Kenny, Token, Tweek, and Kyle in tow.
"Craig, Stan's being mean to me," Clyde whines before hiding behind Craig.
"How dare you offend my first born," Craig asks mock-appalled as he pretends to comfort Clyde. "Did he hurt you?"
"Yes! He said mean things to me," Clyde cries.
"What?!"
"He said I had a soft ass."
"Oh, give it up already!" I say trying to sound completely annoyed by this act.
"See he's trying coerce me into having sexual relations with him."
"I'm literally going to hurt-"
"My ass."
"What ass?" I look at Kyle, but his attention is focused on Clyde, "You're ass is practically non-existent."
"Craig, Kyle's being mean to me," Clyde cries again before sticking his tongue out like a fucking child.
"Ugh," Everyone rolls their eyes. When Clyde finally unlatches himself from Craig he takes up a place next to Token.
My eyes sweep over Kyle and only to be met with an indescribable look. My eyes quickly flicker back over to our friends to see that they are occupied with something Kenny's telling them. I barely register what was said as everyone bursts into laughter. Everyone, but Tweek.
He's just standing there staring into space or more specifically staring at Craig whose arm is still wrapped around Kenny's shoulder as he tugs lightly on a few strands of Ken's long blonde hair. My eyes easily glaze back over to Kyle and I allow the corner of my mouth to quirk up in a small smile as I try to figure out why Kyle continues to stare at me so intently.
"So do you guys wanna come over to mine to hangout?" Clyde asks and I barely register his question.
"Actually," Kyle starts as he pulls his eyes away from mine, "I promised Ike I would help him out with his chemistry project."
"Wow, you're actually sticking me with these idiots?" Token comments lightly. "I thought we were team sensible, all the way?"
"Hey!" Craig, Kenny, Clyde, Tweek and I protest.
"We. Are. Civilized," Clyde continues.
"As civilized as a pack of wild chimpanzees," Token adds. Kyle glances at me once more before leaving out of the double metal doors at the end of the hall.
"Yeah, I kind of need to go…" I pray for something reasonable to spill from my stupid mouth as everyone stares at me in question. I'm not a good liar, never have been. "to the store. For my mom," I say and it for once it doesn't sound like an obvious lie, "She's working late tonight and I need to pick up a lot of things for the house." I hold my breath for a beat hoping this smooths over.
"Well, okay. See you later dude," Clyde says after what feels like forever, but what was most likely a few seconds. Everyone says their goodbyes and as I escape through the double doors and out towards the student parking lot I release the breath I didn't know I was holding. I quickly make it to my car, hopping inside and starting it.
I check my phone quickly hoping to see a text from Kyle about where he wants to meet up, but I'm met with a handful of other texts that aren't from Kyle. I swipe all text notifications off my phone before sliding the device back in my pocket with a huff. Maybe just maybe our super-best friend telepathy is off. I mean I haven't used it in a while, so maybe it's just a little bit dusty. But the way he was staring at me it was as if he was trying to tell me something, but clearly I was wrong.
(*)
I try not to think anymore about this on my drive home as I drown myself in my music as I sit in traffic. Grabbing my backpack out of the passenger seat, I exit my car and head to the front door and unlock it in a hurry to see Sparky and Rover. As soon as I enter the house I'm immediately pushed against the door, and my lips are attacked by a fervent Kyle.
"I thought," Kyle tries to say through kisses, "You wouldn't show up." My eyes roll into the back of my skull as Kyle's tongue meet mine. Before detaching our lips he bites my bottom lip hard causing me to moan loudly at how lovely it feels. I open my eyes to see Kyle staring at me with a delicious smile curving his lips.
As I catch my breath I ask, "H-how did you get in?"
"I remembered where your mom always stored the spare key. In the small wooden box in the flower pot next to the front door," I try not to smile so hard at the fact that Kyle remembered something so small as where my mom stores our spare house key. Kyle kisses me once more before quickly pulling away and I groan in protest at that as he pulls me upstairs. I stop on the second stair despite Kyle pulling me, insisting that I move and laugh. This moment reminds me so much of the many times Kyle insisted we hurry upstairs to play video games before being called down for dinner or when he would insist that he had something awesome to show me when were kids.
"I gotta feed my dogs," I finally say at Kyle's curious look.
"I already did," He says surprisingly, "And I gave them plenty of treats I found in the pantry closet."
"Thanks Ky," I say feeling warm at his gesture.
"No problem," He replies before tugging me once again, making me move my ass up the stairs.
Once we've made it inside of my bedroom Kyle immediately pushes me down on my bed.
"What are you doing?" I ask ask as he leans over me, pinning his toned body on top of mine.
"Shh, just let me kiss you," He says softly before attacking my lips once again.
It feels like we kiss for hours before he pulls back and stares at me. I know that it had to be only for a few long moments. Long painful moments as I stare into his charming green eyes that if you look closely enough have a speckle of hazel to them. I've come to realize that he's always staring at me, I wonder what is it that he sees? What makes me so interesting? This is a question I've always asked myself, I'm so average, nothing special unlike Kyle who's so smart and just...beautiful.
Suddenly, Kyle stands, his stare never faltering and quickly removes his shirt and I look away bashfully only for him to gently cup my chin, returning my attention to him. Once I've made the decision to not turn away and direct my full attention to him Kyle continues to strip his tight jeans from his slim, but fit body and I have to stop myself from biting my bottom lip as I stare at the obvious bulge in his black boxer shorts before sweeping my eyes up to his eyes that bore into mine.
"Come here." I stand from my bed effortlessly and slowly make my way towards him. He grabs my waist in a tight grip and I seriously could care less if it bruises. He noses my neck as his hands slide up my torso before pulling on my shirt and ultimately pulling it off of me. As my shirt drops to the floor he's much less bashful about staring at my body as heat rises to my cheeks.
I draw him into a kiss and it doesn't last long before he's pulling away, leaving me to chase his lips. He palms me roughly through my jeans and I moan at that needing to get rid of the offense item between us. As if reading my mind Kyle runs his fingertips playfully over the zipper of my jeans before slowly pulling it down. I close my eyes and sigh in preparation of being released from my confining jeans, but his hands disappear and I open to look at him in questioning.
"Strip." I nod and slide my jeans off and Kyle kicks it somewhere to the side. I try to pull Kyle against me again only for him to step back. I'm confused until he raises a single eyebrow and I finally realize what he wants. I remove my navy boxer briefs and kick those to the side and raise an eyebrow mocking Kyle's previous action as his eyes flit across my body in awe.
"Like what you see?" I can't help but ask teasingly and Kyle smirks wickedly.
"Definitely," He replies before crashing his lips against mine. He kisses me hard and I feel like I'm melting. I hook my fingers onto Kyle's boxers playfully before dipping my hand inside and taking his manhood in my hand. His breath catches at that and I grin as I remove my hand before spitting into my palm and replacing it on him, pumping him steadily.
He kisses me on my collarbone up to my neck, and I flick my wrist causing him to bite down hard on my neck. He kisses me wetly on the neck once more before dragging me onto the bed and I quickly climb on top of him and begin to kiss down his chest, his happy trail of faint little red hairs to the more prominent bulge in his boxers. Why the hell is he still wearing this? Without hesitation I pull them down and throw them somewhere in my room before promptly lowering myself onto my knees and taking him into my mouth.
Kyle gives me a strong stare as I proceed to take him further into my mouth, I wiggle my eyebrows as I swirl my tongue over the tip which I'm pretty sure doesn't look as cool as I originally thought, but it doesn't matter because Kyle's rubbing his fingers against my full left cheek softly and shivers wrack my spine at that. I maintain an intoxicating pace, getting wrapped up in sucking him off. I'd do anything just as long as Kyle continues to look at me they way he is now.
He begins to run his long fingers through my dark locks before gripping them and slowly pushing me down to take even more, I try, but I ultimately end up gagging. I remove my lips from his cock momentarily as I catch my breath before taking him in again. I look at Kyle from beneath my eyelashes and he stares back as he pushes further into my throat. I take it, doing better than the first time which I take as a small win.
Finally, I release Kyle and he proceeds to pull me up on to the bed before demanding that I turn around, I obey, pushing myself onto my knees as Kyle pushes a pillow under my head. I feel slightly impatient as I wait for Kyle to return when he does I moan at the coldness of his lips as he kisses down my spine. I hear the top of what I assume is a bottle of lube pop and I shift in anticipation and am greatly rewarded as I feel a cold digit gently prodding against my rim before entering.
I gasp audibly and Kyle proceeds to trail kisses down my back again as he continues, after a moment he adds another slick finger and I moan at the intrusion as he begins to scissor me open, pushing his long fingers deeper inside of me and it all just feels so amazing.
"Ky," I breathe out, "Ky," I repeat much louder.
"What is it? Talk to me."
"More, more, more," I chant impatiently and I can hear Kyle chuckle from behind me.
"What's the magic word?" He taunts.
"Please!" I practically scream as he pushes both fingers in deep and twists. Straightaway Kyle increases the speed of his fingers and begins to roughly shove them inside of me unrelenting. Moan after moan spills from my mouth from his ministrations and without warning he adds a third finger and I cry out as he twists his digits inside of me, hitting the spot that makes me see stars.
I turn my head to the side to get a glimpse of Kyle as he furiously pounds me with his fingers he looks so concentrated, so enthralled and I can't stop the whine that rips its way from my throat as I feel his tongue prodding at my opening before full on diving inside of me. My face is on fire as he continues to attack me and fuck I missed this. How did I go so long without him?
"What are you doing to me?" Kyle asks as he finally stops his torture and kisses me slowly before pulling away. He slaps my ass twice and I turn around to lie on my back, trying to draw him near, but he tuts at me and I push up on my elbows to stare at him completely offended.
"I need you. Now," I demand and he smirks as he rolls his condom on and pours a generous amount of lube in his palm and slicking himself up.
"Don't pout, you look too cute," He comments as he lifts my right leg onto his shoulder and lines himself up with my opening. I groan impatiently as he teases me by rubbing the thick head of his cock against my rim. I choke on a moan as he pushes in slowly and stops, waiting for me to adjust. God. I close my eyes at the stretch and a small smile curves the end of my mouth at the feel of Kyle rubbing soft circles on my stomach. "Are you okay?" He whispers and I nod waiting a few moments until I'm fully adjusted.
"You can move now," I say and Kyle starts a slow pace before picking up at steady pace that drives me up a fucking wall and I close my eyes in bliss. I make grabby hands for Kyle and pinch his pink nipples before tracing my fingers down his abs, loving the way it contracts at each thrust made against me. "Faster Ky, p-please," My pleads to Kyle come out as some sort of whine as I rake my nails down his toned stomach. "I need it-"
"How much?" He questions as he continues at his consistent pace.
"A lot. So fucking much, p-please give me what I w-want."
"Anything for you," Is all Kyle says before removing my right leg from his shoulder. He spreads both of my legs wider before slotting himself further between them and holding my knees closer to my chest.
"F-fuck, shit, shit!" I scream at the cruel position he's pushed my body into. Kyle connects eyes with me and doesn't waste another second before hammering right into me. I close my eyes at his new brutal pace, but I don't want it to stop.
"Look at me," He demands and I open my eyes only to meet blazing green that seem to have darken significantly.
"Ah, you're going to split me apart," I pant as he continues to pound into me furiously.
"That's the point. Look at you, taking my cock, you're so greedy for it." I cry out once more as Kyle continues to jab harshly at my prostate.
"All this time...and you're still so fucking tight."
"Just for you," The words fall out of mouth before I could stop them.
"That's right, for me. No one else. No one will ever see you like this, just me. You talk so much shit, everyone wants to fuck you, but you're mine." I stare at Kyle for the millionth time and he looks more gorgeous than all the other times before with sweat dripping from his body and loose curls falling into his face as he continues to pummel me into my bed. "You're always going to be mine."
Eventually I feel a tightening in my stomach that tells me I'm close and I quickly take myself in my hand and begin to bring myself to release. Seeing this Kyle pushes my hand away and I whine at that until he takes me into his hand and pumps me to release. "I'm gonna come," I tell Kyle as he strokes me expertly.
"Me too." After a few moments I clench around Kyle feeling myself about to release. "Come for me Stan," Kyle says and his voice sounds so warm, contrasting greatly to how completely gone he looks as I finally come undone, spurting between us. Kyle pumps me through my orgasm before coming inside of me with a loud groan. He looks amazing as he empties inside of me and I wish I could burn this look in my mind forever. "Kiss me," He whispers against lips and I do.
(*)
After we've come down from our high we lay together against my bed surrounded by a pile pillows. Kyle is rubbing circles on my stomach as I play with his curly strands of hair. "Stan, can I tell you something?" Kyle finally asks interrupting the blissful silence that surrounds us aside from the occasional clinking of the dog tags or moving around from a sleeping Sparky and Rover who we let in afterwards.
"Yes, of course," I say, looking at Kyle.
"Don't ever leave me, again," He says and his voice is so quiet, my heart clenches at that.
"I wouldn't think of it." And it's the truth, I can't possibly give Kyle up. I've tried for almost three years and it was the worst. Now that I have Kyle here beside me once again, I don't plan to ever leave his side.
Hope you all enjoyed this chapter, review to let me know what you think of the story so far. Anyway, Happy V-Day!
*Floats off into oblivion*