South Park Oneshots

Style - Smut

Warnings: Smut obvi, alcoholism, gay people, really cringe 😬, original idea
Ages:
Kyle, 17 yrs
Stan, 17 yrs

Kyle's POV:

"Alright Kyle, we'll see you on Monday! Try not to destroy the house!" My mom said

"Bye mom, Bye dad. Love ya." Finally some time alone. Ike is at a sleepover so I have the whole house to myself, maybe I should have a sleepover too-

Just then I got a message on my phone.

Stan: Hei Kule 🤯
Kyle: *Hi Kyle
Kyle: Also, what do you want?
Stan: Cam u come picj me up???

I sigh but I respond anyway.

Kyle: Fine, but where are you?
Stan: ernm thr barr.
Kyle: God fucking damnit did you fake an ID or something???
Stan: Nahh they hust let mi in bc I'm a regulae
Kyle: Fucking hell, alr I'm on my way.

I didn't even care to see if Stan had responded to my message. I need to get there quickly. If I want to get Stan's ass out of trouble.

Unlocking my car as fast as I can I get my seatbelt on and speed down the road, probably going 10 over.

Breaking as many minor traffic laws I could without getting caught, I arrived at the bar and saw Stan laying on the ground outside I pulled over and walked over to Stan. "God you're in trouble." I said as I helped stupid stumbling Stan up.

"Kyleeee, is thaet youuu??" He said as he entered the passenger seat. I nodded and I got into the driver's seat.

The seemingly long and awkward ride to my house was not fun, the only thing progressively making it worse was Stan's terrible and embarrassing excuses for flirting as he slurred his words.

As I pulled into my garage, Stan looked almost asleep although he wasn't. I could tell because of the way he was shifting in the seat. I walked over to his side of the car and (sort of) picked him up.

Bringing Stan inside, I kicked off my shoes at the front and sat him on the couch. "Take off your shoes." I demanded and it took him a moment to comprehend what I was saying. Then he did as told.

"You want something to eat, Stan?" I asked him, god he looked absolutely wasted.

"Mmm sureee...." He replied lazily. I sighed and made him one of his favorites. Also known as, kraft Mac and cheese, great.

I boiled the water, put the noodles in, drained the water, milk, butter, blah blah blah blah.

Stan sat at the table on his phone, laughing groggily. I set his food on the table for him "Eat up, come to my room once you're done, and put your bowl in the sink."

I started walking up to my room, I opened my door and shut it once I walked in. I took off my socks and put them in my laundry hamper. I took off my over shirt and did the same. Leaving me in my sweatpants and baggy T-shirt.

A loud crash came from downstairs, I immediately rushed down to see Stan giggling on the floor next to a thankfully unharmed chair. I picked the chair up and then I helped Stan up.

"Owwweee..." Stan said still chuckling. I sighed, noticing his bowl was empty I took his bowl to the sink and then guided Stan up the stairs and to my room.

Stan immediately flung himself onto my mattress, I sat down next to him and he curled up onto my lap. I played with his hair in my lap as he flipped over so I could see his face.

I forced him off my lap, leaving him confused. I laid down next to Stan and let him cuddle into me as I rubbed his back and held him. "Mmm, Kyleee?" Stan started.

"Yes?"

"Whereee err your parantsss, 'nd Ike?"

"My parents are at some event and Ike is having a sleepover with Karen." I respond.

"Soooo, we have tha whole house to ourselvessss???" He asked.

"Yep, but I have to pick Ike up at noon tomorrow."

He started chuckling and his mouth curled like a cat's. "What's so funny?" I asked him.

"Noooothinnggg heheh!" He started giggling and nuzzling his head into my neck, placing a soft kiss onto it.

I take in a sharp breath as Stan kisses me a little more. "Stan? What are you doing??" I tried to keep my cool but I couldn't help my voice from cracking. My literal best friend since, like, forever was kissing me, who wouldn't be a little confused?

"Kissing you duuuhh." He lazily replied and continued.

I rolled my eyes "No dummy I meant why." Feeling my face heat up a bit.

"Beeeecause???? Why not hehe" he put his hand on my waist.

(SORRY QUICK INTERRUPTION, MY SPOTIFY JUST STARTED PLAYING FUCKING STYLE BY TAYLOR SWIFT NO JOKE)

"Stan..I- uhm." I didn't really know what to do, it's not like I wanted to stop him. I put my hand on his back. He lifted his head and kissed me on the lips, despite the small wave of shock, I fell quickly for it and melted into his soft lips. I could taste the alcohol on his lips.

He slipped his hand down to my thigh and slipped his tongue into my mouth. He pulled away and looked me in the eyes, smiling goofily. Before I could say anything or do anything he moved his hand onto my crotch and I felt my pants tighten.

He started to pull down my pants and underwear, making me let out a soft whimper. He successfully pulled them both fully off and threw them on the ground. He then proceeded with taking his shirt off as well as his own pants and underwear. I take off my own shirt as he finishes, leaving both of us completely vulnerable.

He pins me down onto the bed and moves his hands down to the insides of my thighs. He moves one hand to touch the base of my cock making me let out a moan and making my face redder.

He slowly moves his hand up making me whimper out and let out heavy breaths. He touches the top and rubs it a bit, making me moan. He bites his lip and starts moving his hand up and down my member. My moans start to grow louder and louder.

He continues but not for long. "S-Stan I'm.." slight tear from pleasure forms in my eyes as my cum flows onto his hand. He then licks his hand and then my dick as I whimper.

"Awhh, you're adorable Kyleee~" Stan said still clearing drunk as fuck as I tried to cook down physically and mentally. If it was possible for Stan to get more horny, he did. He flipped me over and slapped my ass, I let out another whimper.

Surprising me, he sticks one of his fingers in my ass and moves it around. He sticks in a second and then third. My moans came out as he continued moving his fingers in me. He got more and more aroused as I moaned.

He took his fingers out and before I did anything he stuck the tip of his cock in my ass. "Ah!~ Stan- what t-the mmm fuck?~" I moaned but he didn't respond.

Instead he just stuck more in as my moaning progressively got quicker and louder. I cupped my mouth as he put his whole dick in. Stan took my hands away from my mouth and seductively stated "Don't worryyy baby~ no one's homee~." I bit my lip as Stan pulled out a little and immediately thrusting as hard as he could back in.

My teeth couldn't hold back my moans as Stan kept pounding me harder and harder as if the goal is to break my body, and, it kinda is. Short, heavy, hot breaths came from us both as this pattern continued. I almost reached my climax but I didn't want it to end. "Stan- I... Ugh~ fuck..!~" Stan grabbed the tip of my dick and started pumping it.

With a few more moans and grunts Stan came inside of me and I came in Stan's hand once again. He pulled out and zi collapsed onto the bed, pulling him on top of me, nuzzling into him. "We should probably clean up..." I tiredly said and he nodded, taking me to the bathroom attached to my room.

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Help this is so cringe, anywayysss 🥲

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