Before he cheats

Stan...

"That was the best sex I ever had in a long time," Eric panted heavily beside me on the bed, lacing his fingers with mine while we stare at the ceiling. I put my hand on my chest and feel my heart pounding rapidly. I cannot believe I lost my virginity to Eric Cartman. Yes, you heard me: I was a virgin. Sex just wasn't important to me, until tonight when Eric confesses about fantasizing me as sexual and dominating. I couldn't help but let him have his way with me.

I turned to him, half-lidded. "I know...you're good at blowing."

Eric unlaced our fingers and then wrapped his hand around my wrist, smiling dearly at my tired orbs. "That because I always dreamt sucking you in my wild dreams, Kahl. And I wanted to please you after all these years of jerking off on you since seventh grade."

"And I appreciate your offer, Eric," I moved my face close to his, placing a warm, gentle kiss on his lips. "It's weird you jerk off on me through," I said, suddenly feel nervous and weirded out with the whole sexual dream.

I groaned in protest when Eric squeezed my ass with his free hand. "You have such a tight ass." Eric started to rub my rear slowly and gently, whispering huskily to my face, "so much tighter and rounder than Stan's,"

Stan.

"Do you still love Stan?" I asked curiously, placing my hand on his chest. I have to know if he's still in love with my best friend.

Eric stopped caressing my ass and raised up from the bed, hurt, and confusion from in his eyes as he got up and grab his clothes and went into the bathroom to change. Of course, he is still in love with Stan. How could I be so blind?