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Chapter 8

Stan's POV:
Mentions of d4ugs

We continued the drive to the mall, Kyle turned on the radio and then put in a cd. "Hey stop arguing back there, anyways do you guys remember this song?" Kyle asked. Teenagers by my chemical romance started playing. Kyle glared over at Stan smirking. "No way dude, this is from my embarrassing teen phase, Kyle turn it off!" Stan whined. Cartman and Kenny quieted down to hear the song,

They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you, son
So they can watch all the things you do

Kyle grinned at Stan and he sunk into his seat hiding his face, Cartman and Kenny were just astonished that this was something Stan would listen to.

Because the drugs never work
They're gonna give you a smirk
'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean
They're gonna rip up your heads
Your aspirations to shreds
Another cog in the murder machine

"Kyle noo, don't do it." Kyle used to sing this song at the top of his lungs with Stan to make him feel better, Stan knew what was coming up.

They said, All teenagers scare the livin' shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes, or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me

"Kylee!!!" Stan whined as his boyfriend sang along. Cartman and Kyle were in the back singing along to, they somehow knew the song. The music continues playing, Kyle rolled down the windows, he hasn't actually had the freedom of driving the way he wanted to in a while. He pulled up to a small drive and pulled in, "You guys got your seat belt on?" Everyone agreed. They did not expect what was coming up, Kyle owned a hellcat charger, which was pretty impressive for a guy like him. He pulled back on the knob and pressed on the gas, Stan's eyes widened, He glanced over at Kyle worried, Kyle could feel his stare. The boys in the back were having fun mainly recording things for their Snapchat story to brag about the ride. "You're fine Stan." Kyle grins. Slowly pressing down on the gas more, Stan looks over at his boyfriend who's driving. How can he look so calm? Kyle reached for a ponytail that was in the side pocket of the car. Kyle pulled his hair back into a ponytail, it wasn't long but there was enough hair to do so. Stan was literally going to shit his pants. He's never seen Kyle drive like this. Once he was done he put one hand on the wheel and the other on the knob. All Stan could think about was how hot Kyle looked driving like this. Especially with his hair out of his face.

Eventually, they came to a stop and they were at the mall. Kyle put the car in park and turned it off getting out. He seemed to be able to walk perfectly after, Stan tripped getting out. "Kyle how the fuck do you drive like that?" Kyle shrugged, "try doing it while high." He smirked, getting a terrified look from Stan. "Kyle that was fucking awesome!" Kenny yelled high-fiving Kyle getting out with Cartman. Kyle grabbed Stan's hand and started towards the doors to the mall, the other two followed behind ranting about whatever. They stopped at a few stores, but eventually, they got to Skensers.

"Wait we're not going in here-" Stan protested. Kenny laughed, "Why is it because of you know what or the fact you threw up in middle school when Wendy brought you here?" Stan shook his head, "Neither. It's just- a weird store.." Kyle sighed and dragged Stan in, they looked at clothes and stuff, "Stay here with Fatass for a second" Kyle smiled reassuringly at Stan. "Kenny comes here," Kenny nodded and followed Kyle, walking to the back of the store. "Okay so... I want to try something different with Stan tonight." Kenny immediately getting the hint crossed his arms and smirked. "I have the perfect things," Kenny stated. He walked around pulling things off shelves, Kyle not really paying attention to what he was getting looked up. "I'll pay. Don't look in the bag until you get home." Kyle nods knowing Kenny strictly believes in what he does to there's no denying the paying part. While at the register Cartman was trying to shove a dildo in Stan's face. "Fatass Stop!!" Stan covered his face. "What? Your pretty freaky aren't you?" Stan shook his head denying it. "Bullshit." Cartman crossed his arms not believing it for a second. "Not in front of people especially when they're watching," Stan growls walking past cartman to the register next to Kyle. Cartman giggles realizing he hasn't ripped on Kyle yet.

Once they exit the store the first thing that comes out of Cartman's mouth is, "Your a bottom Kahl?" Kyle turns red and looks in the opposite direction of Cartman. "Shut it nazi." Kyle snaps. Cartman puts his hands up defensively, "Besides where's your hat?" Stan knowing what's coming next steps in, "He doesn't need it. I think his hair cute." Stan states running his hands through his boyfriend's hair. Cartman cringed and didn't say anything. They walk to the food court and decided to sit down and eat.

As they ate Kyle kept eyeing Stan but would look away quickly whenever they made eye contact. The table was the perfect height that you couldn't see under it unless you were on the floor. Kyle while avoiding eye contact slid his hand over to Stan's thigh, Stan's breath hitched a little bit not expecting that. Kyle moved his hand inward towards Stand crotch. Stan gave Kyle a 'Not here' Glare. Kyle didn't give a reaction and continued, he quietly unzipped Stan's jeans and put his hand in looking for the waistband of his boxers, once he found it Stan quickly grabbed Kyles's wrist, he Glared at Kyle again. "Not here Kyle." He whispered. Kyle gave a pleading look instead of saying anything, Stan didn't say anything but loosened his grip on Kyles Wrist, Kyle was able to wiggle out of His loosened grip, he moved his hand back to the waistband of his boxers, he snuck his hand in and grabbed his cock, Stan put his hand up to his head as if he were to check his fever, Kyle made sure it was safe to start, Kenny and Cartman were looking at Instagram reels, so they were occupied. Kyle started to slowly go up and down on Stan's cock, feeling it harden in his grip. He teased the tip of his dick and slowly slid his finger down, then jerking him off, the pace was slow. Then it sped up, Stan squirmed a little bit in his seat trying to readjust himself. "Kyle... I'm going-" Stan whispered under his breath. Kyle realizing what he meant he immediately let go, hearing a soft whine from Stan, He wanted Kyle to continue. Stan was so sexually frustrated right now, he needed to finish. He reached to rub himself but Kyle grabbed Stan's hand with a devilish smirk. "You guys ready to go?" Kyle asked, like nothing. Stan quickly fixed his boxers and pants, They stood up and walked back out to the car. Kyle tossed the Keys to Kenny. He's the only one Kyle trusted with driving. "Take us back to campus Ken." Stan could've sworn he saw Kyle wink. Stan was about to sit in the front, but Kyle pulled him to the back. The car was kind of like a taxi, there was a tinted window between the driver seat and back seats. It wasn't totally soundproof, but it can't hear small noises.