Hormonal teens {Creek.}

Party

Yesterday Craig and I almost did something but I ended up crying. . . It's the most embarrassing thing that I could have done.

Stan or someone apart from that group is throwing a party tonight and invited me and Craig, so we were getting ready to head out, I know it will be awkward but I have Craig

What if he wonders off? What if he finds some other girl hot and breaks up with me? What if I find myself stuck in the bathroom? What if I get drunk and make an ass of myself?!-

'You ok Tweek?' I look up to see my Craig standing in front of me with his blue chullo hat covering his dark black hair.

He cups my cheek in my hand and kisses my forehead, he smiles.
'Nothing bad is going to happen Tweek.'

I nod. 'I-I trust y-you Craig.' His smile grows wider. 'Good.'

We walk to Stans house and Craig knocks on the door, Craig whispers. 'Don't drink the alcohol, it'll be drugged, unless it's a can or wasn't opened, don't drink it.' I nod worrying even more.

Oh god! What if I get raped! What if I get sold! What if I get killed! What if Craig's a murder!

Craig whispers. 'Don't worry Tweek, if I see anyone try, I'll protect you.' He kisses my cheek and I twitch, I quickly ask. 'What i-is with a-answering t-the door?' The door swings open to a drunk Stan, he slurs. 'H-hey, hey you, you f-.' He's cut off by vomiting flying out of his mouth onto the ground, he continues. 'You, you four.' Craig says. 'You guys are already drinking!' He enters dragging me in with him, Stan asks. 'A-are you t-two going t-to play t-truth o-or dare w-with us?'

Craig nods. 'Sure.' I nod and we walk upstairs and take our seats, luckily not everyone was drunk, only Stan is drunk. Oh shit, I noticed that we were still not public to everyone about us being together and I don't know if he wants to yet.

Stan asks drunk. 'T-Tweek! Truth o-or d-dare!' I twitch. 'D-dare.' A evil smirk goes across Stans face. 'T-the a-Asian girls think y-you two a-are g-gay together, s-so kiss C-Craig. . . FOR A FULL MINUTTTEE.' Craig cups my cheeks in his hands and quickly connects our lips, the feeling of his tongue brush against my bottom lip lightly signals for me to open my mouth letting him explore freely.

Cartman says. 'Fags.' Craig pulls back, I feel the saliva fall off my tongue, I sit there and I shake. 'I-I did t-the d-dare.'  Cartman says. 'They're so going to fuck.'

The game went on with Stan having to twerk, Kyle having to eat toilet paper, Cartman licking a shoe, Craig having to take his shirt off, Token has to give Clyde a lap dance Clyde cried. I had to drink a keg of beer, and now I'm a drunk mess, Kenny asks. 'Would you ever let Craig fuck You?'

I moan. 'I-I want h-him to f-fuuuccckk m-me u-until I-I squill.' Craig left for the bathroom a couple minutes ago, I wonder what he is doing.

Craig's POV

I moan to myself standing over the toilet bowel. 'Tweek.' God, he's my twitchy hot blonde, I cum into the toilet bowel, I flush the toilet and wash my hands,thoroughly.

I walk out of the bathroom to see drunk Tweek, Kenny walks up to me and laughs. 'He really wants you, he said it straight up, and he isn't even straight.'  Tweek instantly looks at me, he gets up and runs into my arms, he moans into my ear. 'Fuck me, please Craig.'

With his words I do get a bit turned on, his hot breath against my ear sends shivers down my spine, he moans. 'Something poking me.' He starts nibbling on my ear and I say. 'Tweek, I can't take advantage of you, I'm getting you back home.' I say to Kenny. 'We're leaving.' Before I go to leave Kenny hands me, condoms I sigh. 'Thanks Kenny.'

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