Best Friends? HELL NO!

Chapter 20 - How? (18+)

Stan's P.O.V

Ah fuck- FUCK.

All sense of rationality was leaving my mind.

Here I am right now, in the middle of the night, getting straddled by my best friend who's kissing the shit out of me.

And I gotta say-- He's terrible at it.

"Mm..."

He kept fidgeting his hips.

Shit! This is so gay but my arms are frozen. I know it's wrong but I can't seem to push him back.

"Stan... You're responding." Kyle suddenly says in a more calmer voice. It made him seem more seductive.

He carrases my hair as he gently puts his face closer to mine again.

Who the hell was this?! It was like the whole ordeal we went through never happened!

And responding? What?

"Dude..." He sounded like he was about to laugh. His hand was going lower....

Wait.

Lower?

Fuck.

I suddenly realize what he meant by "responding".

His hands that I know noticed were so goddamn small, we're tapping circles around the area on my jeans.

I look at him and he was grinning at me, as if to tease me.

"DUDE"

I could suddenly move but what I did was far from what I'd expect I'd do.

I fucking grabbed him and turned us around so I was the one in top of him and he was laying beneath me.

He stared at me for a while, in surprise.

Hell, I was surprised too.

"Gah- Shit-- Sorry-" I was about to get off of him but he grabbed my neck with both of his arms and clubg to me hard.

"No! Stay!" He kisses me again.

But you wanna know what was different?

I was kissing back.

Fuck fuck fuck fuckkkkkk!!!

I can't think straight anymore!

This felt so different than my previous sex with Wendy. That fucking hate bitch and her loose ass hole.

We were so aggressive back them but Kyle, he was-- so unexperienced. So pure...

GOD. All the things I could do with him.

"Stan... Please?" He pulled away for a while and smiled at me and tried to be seductive.

Which fucking worked by the way!

I paused as I stared at my best friend underneath me shivering in anticipation as I locked him in position.

And that was the moment my friend where I threw all my reason out the window for the night and told myself

"Ah, fuck it."

(*FLASHBACK*)

No P.O.V

Kyle left the fun party for a little while, unnoticed. He was still recovering from all the shit in reality and he wanted to clear his head for the night.

He was surprised to see a certain fat-ass outside smoking.

"Cartman?"

Cartman looked at him in delight, as if he was expecting to see him.