The Heat Feels Good (Reposted Deleted at 30k)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3 :
KYLE POV~
"Now leave hehe." Cartman the egotistical neo-Nazi smirks as he pushes me out of his house.
I finally arrive back at my house and enter my room. My legs give out and I drop to my knees while crystal clear, salty tears drop down from both of my eyes. That stupid fat bastard! Why, why must you be so cruel to me! But worst of all, why must I allow myself to feel this way when you pin me down. Goddammit I know I like you, but why you goddamn stupid self! What about this fat jew hating on bastard do you like! You must be crazy... I wipe my tears of sorrow and sigh.
"This is so fucking stupid these feelings," I mumble under my breath and get off of my knees. My legs carry my body to my drawer. My arm extends to the drawer handle and I tug on it to open it. I reach in and pull out a bottle of hard scotch and a drinking glass. "Heh what am I doing? I don't need this." I place the drinking cup back into the sock drawer and undo the scotch cap. "Down the hatch!" I exclaim pouring the golden, hard liquid down my throat. I should stop, but I continue to chug down the alcoholic beverage. I feel my head start to go numb and my vision becomes impaired. "s-stupid cwartmwan hwes jost swo mwean an'an hes jawst so alluring whan hwe pwushes me dwown, I w-want hwim to t-t-touch mwa." My dick starts to get a tingling sensation. "Well, i mwight as wmell." My hands pull down my pants and grasp around my dick. I jerk it slowly at an even pace. Thoughts of Cartman filled my mind as I played will myself. It was almost as if his breath was on my neck and it was he who was teasing my dick. After I had finally reached climax I looked down at the cum spread in my right hand. "heh disappointment." After that, I went into my bed and tried to get some shut-eye.
The following morning was terrible. Dark circles covered my eyes due to my lack of sleep. I put on some concealer to hide the circles and put on my usual clothing; a Green hat, orange coat, and black jeans. Slowly I walk to the kitchen and ate my breakfast while not saying a word.
As I exit my house I feel the coldness of the air on my skin. It felt nice. I arrived at the bus stop only to see Cartman. *sigh*. "Well well look who it is? The jew." A wide smile crosses Cartman's face.
"What do you want?"
"tsk tsk that's not my name." He grins
"Fine. What do you want, master?"
"hehe well first things first you're going to sit with me on the bus, you will carry my things for me and do anything I say... Unless you want that video out... Oh and the other video out too."
"Wait, what are you talking about?!" I yell in shock.
Cartman pulls out his phone and reveals to me a video of my drunk jerking off to Cartman.
"Wh-when was this?!" My voice trembles.
"Hmm too drunk to remember I see... You should be more careful next time jew~"
My teeth grit together and my anger starts to build up, before I could say anything, Stan and Kenny both arrive at the bus stop as well as the bus. The four of us enter the bus and I take the window seat near the back of the bus. Stan sits down beside me. Cartman glares at Stan which has a confused look on his face.
"Move it," Cartman says sternly.
Stans growls and gets out of the seat to sit beside Kenny.
"Hey, Kahl," Cartman smirks while looking at me. "Try not to get hard." Cartman blankly says.
"Wait what?!" Confusion fills my emotions as Cartman places his hand on my thigh. My body starts to heat up and I feel my face redden. "W-what are you doing we're on a bus!"
"hehe, you'll see very soon." Cartman's hand slowly moves up my thigh to my crotch. His hand reaches into my underwear and grasps my shaft. He places his slightly chubby finger on my tip and starts to rub.
"M-m-master stop it I'm going to hmm-."
"You're going to what? Hmmm? You're going to get hard? Oh my! I can't believe you Kyle of all people would get hard because of his arch-nemesis?! I can't believe you, Kyle." Cartman whispers in a seductive voice. His breath hits the back of my neck and I start to tingle. Shit. I'm. I'm. getting Hard...