"Ugh..." Kyle wakes up at 7 am, Stan is still asleep next to him. They often slept in the same bed, it was a twin-sided bed so it was a tight fit but they were best friends so it didn't matter. This time though, Kyle felt embarrassed. He passed out while Stan was playing with him.
Stan isn't wearing a shirt. Kyle reaches out and gently feels the skin on the sleeping boys back. "You amaze me."
Kyle suddenly gets really sad. He had never felt so good in his life. Knowing Wendy might be feeling the same thing when she was with Stan hurt. Knowing Stan probably looked at her the way he was looking at him last night, or maybe even more intimate since they were actually dating.
Kyle checks his phone, he has two text messages.
Bebe: Kyle! Did you talk to Stan?
Bebe: How did the night go?
Kyle had completely forgotten he had come to Stan's house to talk.
Kyle: We didn't talk...
Bebe: Oh.
Kyle chuckles a bit at that short response. He knew Bebe knew what was going on. She probably has had similar experiences with Wendy.
Stan rolls over and rubs his eyes, "What's so funny?"
Stan's morning voice was deep and croaky.
"Oh, just texting Bebe."
Stan reaches for Kyle's phone and shuts it off before tossing it onto a pile of laundry in the corner.
"Dude. Why?"
"It's early, come back to bed and sleep more..."
"I'm still in bed."
"Closer."
"What?"
Stan lifts up the blanket and pats the bed next to him, inviting Kyle to snuggle.
Kyle blushes and scoots into Stan. They spoon as Stan gently plays with Kyle's curls.
"Stan... Did you sleep well?"
"Mhm..."
"Are you still tired?"
"Mhmm..."
Stan's hums almost sounded sexual to Kyle. It didn't help that Stan's mouth was right next to Kyle's ear, he was going to get hard at this rate.
"Then let's sleep a bit longer."
"Okay..." Stan says sleepily.
Stan wraps an arm around Kyle's waist and pulls him in tighter. "Night..."
After 15 minutes of blushing Kyle speaks, "Are you awake?"
No answer.
"God, why are you holding me so close... I can feel your..." Kyle shifts around, trying to loosen himself from Stan's grip but he only ends up rubbing against stans crotch more.
"Mmmm..." Stan hums in his sleep
"Oh god..."
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Kyle manages to fall asleep just to be woken up by something wet on his neck.
"What..?"
Stan was licking Kyle's neck gently from behind. "Morning, Kyle."
"Stan! What are you doing!"
"I just wanted to remind myself of how you taste. Do you want me to stop?"
"...no."
"Me neither." Stan continues, and he works on leaving a hickey on his neck.
"Hahh... It feels weird..."
Stan gently moves his hips back and forth against Kyle.
"Stan?"
"I'm in the perfect position like this..."
"Position? For what..?"
"Think. What is my dick right in front of, Kyle?"
"Oh..."
Stan chuckles and embraces Kyle. "You're a cute guy, Kyle."
"You think so?"
"Yeah."
"Thanks... I guess..."
Kyle turns himself around so that he is facing Stan in bed.
Stan gently smiles at him, "You look so pretty in the mornings, with your ruffled-up hair."
"D-don't say things like that!"
"Haha, okay." Stan kisses Kyle on the forehead. "Should we go eat breakfast?"
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FanfictionStan and Kyle have been best friends since they were in preschool. Kyle has never been in a serious relationship. When stan breaks up with his long-term girlfriend, Wendy, Kyle jumps in to support him the best he can. After a couple of their friends...