Changes~

Chapter One

Things have been changing a lot over these past few years in South Park. We've all grown up quite a bit and we're now in our sophomore year of high school. But before I get into anything, let me introduce myself. My name is Kyle Broflovski. I'm sixteen years old, I'm a straight A student, and I just officially realized last year that I was gay. I was scared to admit it to myself for a while but after a while I got over it.

The only person I actually came out to was Stan. I told him when we went fishing together at Stark's Pond. He seemed a bit shocked at first but he was accepting. My brother, Ike also knows from catching me watching gay porn when he wanted to use my laptop. That was quite embarrassing. But he didn't seem to care all that much. He promised not to tell mom and dad. God, I don't even know how they'd react. My mother wants me to marry a nice Jewish girl and I don't have the balls to tell her I'm not interested.

I started having weird feelings when I was in eighth grade. I was about fourteen. Sure, I had a few crushes on girls in elementary school but I hadn't liked a girl since 4th grade. I started to loose complete interest in them. I realized I had started to find guys attractive. I thought there was something totally wrong with me and I was just confused. Two years later, those feelings remained.

Once we all got into high school, things were pretty different. Stan usually hangs out with Wendy all the time and Kenny is usually banging chicks or partying at Token's or Bebe's. I started hanging out with Cartman a bit more. I hated this thought but after middle school he had gotten pretty attractive. He must've worked out during the summer because it looked like most of his fat had turned into muscle. Other than his looks, he's still the racist bigot I've always known him as. I would usually spend my time in my room and read or study.

It was Friday and the bell was about to ring.

"Hey Kyle, Bebe's throwing a huge party tonight since her parents are on vacation. Do you wanna come?" Stan ran up to me and asked.

"I don't know, Stan. Parties aren't really my thing."

"Come on, dude it'll be fun! I'll be with you the whole time!"

"Fine, but you better not leave me to make out with Wendy or some shit."

"I won't! Meet me there at 8:00!" Stan ran off towards Wendy to walk her home. It seemed like they were inseparable.

I walked home by myself as usual and went up to my room. It was about 3:00 so I still had five more hours until the party. I only went to a few of Bebe's parties in the past. It usually consisted of a bunch of people drinking and smoking and occasionally some would do cocaine. I never got into that kind of stuff. I ended up falling asleep for a while and woke up around 7:30. I quickly got ready for the party and left the house. Bebe's house was only a few houses away so I got there in like five minutes. I saw Stan standing outside with Wendy.

"Hey Kyle. Wanna go inside?" Stan asked me as I walked up to him.

"Isn't that what we're here for?" I said sarcastically as we walked in.

As we walked in, we saw a group of kids in a circle passing a bong around. I saw Cartman in the circle along with Bebe, Clyde, Kenny, Craig, and Tweek.

"Hey guys! Wanna join?" Kenny asked us.

"Sure." Stan said as we all joined the circle

I had never smoked before so I was having a lot of anxiety. I didn't want to look stupid in front of everyone so I tried playing it off like I was cool with it. Eventually, the bong made it to me and I was sweating bullets.

"I've never smoked out of a bong before. How do I do it?" I asked.

Stan showed me how to do it and I nervously took the bong and inhaled all the smoke my lungs could take. I held it in for a few seconds until letting it all out and coughing hysterically. Stan left and got me a glass of water so I could calm down.

"Haha! What a fucking pussy! He can't even take one hit!" Cartman pointed at me laughing.

"Shut up fatass!" I yelled.

"Kahl, you know I'm not fat anymore. That insult doesn't work."

I just groaned and sat still for a minute. Then the high hit me and I could feel myself getting drowsy. After a few minutes, I left to go to the kitchen to try to find something to eat. As I was looking through the kitchen, I felt a presence behind me. I turned around to see Cartman hovering over me.

"I'm assuming that was your first time smoking. Your eyes are red as fuck. You're high off your little Jew ass." He said.

"Um, yea. It was. I'm not a pussy though!"

Cartman looked at me and laughed.

"I wasn't gonna call you a pussy."

Cartman got closer to me and caressed my cheek with his hand. I felt like a nervous wreck. I was confused and didn't know what was happening. I started laughing as I felt his warm touch against me.

"You think that's funny, Jew boy?" He asked me.

"No, it's just kinda cute." I said laughing instantly regretting my words.

"You think I'm cute?" He asked seductively as he closed the distance between our faces until our noses were touching. I assumed he was just doing this because we were both stoned teenagers full of hormones.

I just laughed and he put his lips on mine and shut me right up. He deepened the kiss and grinded his hips against mine. We were both moaning with pleasure as he slipped his tongue in my mouth and our tongues began fighting for dominance.

"Wow, I didn't know my little Jew boy was into that." He whispered softly breaking the kiss.

"Oh, you'd be surprised at what I'm into." I replied.

"You'll have to show me next time, Kahl." ;)

Thanks for reading :)) this is my very first fanfiction and I hope you liked it! I'm going to make the next chapters longer because this one felt really short. I'm a huge fan of South Park and Kyman has always been my OTP ;) I hope you all enjoy the rest of the story!