South Park Oneshots

🍋Cleaning (Style)🍋

-ˋˏ Yeah, so. Smut. Enjoy.ˎˊ-

3RD PERSON POV:

Kyle entered the shabby room, putting his palm on his face as he looked at the black-haired boy. "Stan, this is gross.." 

He said, stepping over clothes and dishes on the floor. Stan shrugged and looked at the lanky boy.  
"I've been busy these past few weeks.." He said, rubbing the back of his head, flustered. 
Kyle sighed, and planted a kiss on Stan's cheek. He sat down on the beige-colored bed and looked at him.
"I'll give you a kiss for every piece of clothing you pick up, deal?" 
Stan chuckled softly and looked at him, as if asking, really? But agreed shortly after.

The taller boy picked up one shirt, and threw it into his cyan clothes hamper. He stood there, with pride, waiting for his first kiss. 
"As promised?" He said, smirking.
The red-headed boy walked over and pecked  him on the cheek, his arms crossed and his posture slanted over. 
"You get pecks." He said.
"Aw... What a disappointment."
Kyle blushed and covered his face with his hat, swinging his arms back and forth. "Shut up."
Stan picked up another shirt off of the ground, and sloppily threw it into the bin.
"This time, I'll kiss you." He said, smirking. Kyle knew what he would do, but before he could object, the two's lips connected.

STAN'S POV:

I pressed his lips to mine, grabbing his hips with one hand. As I held him towards me with one hand, my other hand ran through his crimson hair, throwing his hat to the floor. Pulling away for a second, he spoke.
"Err- Stan you can't..." He said, blushing, hiding his face from my gaze. I didn't let him finish his thoughts before I roughly grabbed him and brought him into his own room, across the hall from mine. His walls were an amber yellow, his bed a silk white. It should do fine. I threw him onto the bed. His legs spread apart as he tried to cover his mouth with his sleeve. His face was so...Lewd. I smirked. 

"Don't look so tough any more, Kyle?" I said, climbing on top of him. His face was scrunched up with a mix of excitement and annoyance. I could tell he didn't like to deter the task at hand... But the tightening in his pants said otherwise. I ran my tongue along his cock through his jeans to tease him. The least I got from him was a whimper, and some slight twitching in the legs, but I knew he was eager to be touched. 

"So eager..." I said, smirking as I unbuttoned his belt and jeans. He panted a little, looking at me. His gaze softened into a pleading look. Oh god... That's hot. I moved his jeans and underwear down to his ankles and started slowly jerking him off, smirking at him.
"S-Stan.." He said, pleading.
"Aw, not fast enough for you?" I replied, smirking at him.
"You'll have to beg me then, won't you." 
He frowned, but a breathy moan forced him to give in. "F-fuck... Please..."
I kissed the tip of his cock teasingly.
"P-Please Stan... Please t-touch me..." He said, breathily.

His begging was too much for me to hold back anymore. I put his member in my mouth and started bobbing my head, slowly. He panted, slowly, ruffling his hands through my hair. I hummed on his cock, knowing he liked it. 
"O-ohm.." He said, trying his best not to force my head down.
I sped up my sloppy blow job, swirling my tongue around the tip whenever I got to the top of his member.  I started touching myself, too, slowly jacking off my own member.

3RD PERSON POV:

"Mmm, Stan..." Kyle moaned, squirming under his touch. Stan smirked and continued to speed up his movements. 
After a few minutes of this, Kyle started panting heavily. 
"F-fuck... Wait..." He said, slightly thrusting his hips into the other's mouth. Stan took his mouth off of his member, receiving a pout from Kyle. He got on top of him and smirked down at him.

KYLE'S POV: 

Stan shoved his fingers into my mouth and looked at me from above. 
"Suck."
He said, sternly. As much as I'd never admit it... His sternness really turned me on. 
I licked and sucked at his fingers, until finally, he took them out. Instead, he shoved two fingers into my hole, receiving a faint squeak from me.
"Are you okay, baby?" He asked, moving his fingers around slowly to make sure I was okay. 
"Yeah, I'm okay... Was just surprised. I'll tell you when." He nodded, starting to thrust his fingers slowly inside of me. I moaned and squirmed, but nodded when it was okay for him to add a third finger. Once I was stretched out, he thrusted inside of me. I moaned out, loudly. He smirked and nibbled on my ear. 
"You like this more than you'll say aloud~" He whispered.
And he was right. I did. Fuck was he hot. He thrusted inside of me, starting slow and gradually increasing to quickly pounding. I moaned and panted. 
"Oh FUCK!" I shouted, my legs twitching. A jolt of pleasure came over me. 
"Oh God.. Please, hit it again!" I pleaded, digging my nails into his back.
He adjusted his angle to ram into my prostate again. 

STAN'S POV:

Kyle was a drooling mess... His eyes practically rolling into the back of his head, his right arm clutching my back, his left clutching the sheets. I could hear him panting as I repeatedly abused his sweet spot. 
"Mm! S-Stan... I'm g-g-" He said, but was cut off by his moans. I pounded into him, and in short time, he came on his stomach. I wasn't done yet, though. I continued to sloppily ram into him until I, myself, was satisfied. I nibbled on his ear as I used him like a ragdoll and panted into his ear. Our lips connected and our tongues swirled around, his barely having the energy to move from how I was destroying him.

Before I could warn him, I came inside of him.
"Fuck." I said, panting and wiping my forehead.
He smirked, looking at me. 
"Don't make me have round two." I said, picking him up bridal style. 
"Let's go clean you up..." I brought him into the bathroom and planted a soft kiss on his lips.

"I-I love you, Stan."
"I love you too."