(Sexual Content Warning)
Craig
It's hard to get good dick when I'm the only gay kid in South Park. I mean... Tweek is always here but... FUCK. He's too much of a spaz for me. We've tried it. Many times. He's just clingy and not a very good fit for me.
"What's on your mind, bestie?" Clyde asks as he pauses the game he's playing to look at me.
"Don't call me 'bestie' that sounds gay" I roll my eyes as I respond, avoiding the question
"At least I'm not actually gay."
"What's wrong with being gay?"
"It just seems kinda hard."
"You don't know the half of it."
"Ooo, spill."
"You act gayer than me." I observe.
Clyde scoffs and rolls his eyes, then pouts and looks forward, unpausing the game. We sit in silence as Clyde plays. This silence is uncomfortable. Unbearable.
"Okay! I want dick! Fucking Christ..." I admit after sitting in that silence for what felt like minutes.
Clyde sits up and pauses the game once more. "You do?! Really? Who's?"
"What does it matter? It's not like he'll want to anyway."
"I don't care I wanna know who's dick you want."
"It's not just about dick, he has a personality too."
"Yeah, but I'll probably be able to tell you the most about his dick if you tell me who it is."
"Why do you-god are you sure you're not gay?"
"Craig do you want my dick? I'll show it to-"
"No I'm good. I want Stan's, dude... I don't want to see your dick..."
"Stan's?! Oh good choice. Heard that kid's bi-curious."
I feel a smile creep onto my face as I relax. Clyde continues playing the game and making dumb comments as I text Stan... bicurious? I can work with that.
[Tucker]
>Hey!
[Cute Boy]
>Hey, you never text me. What's wrong?
[Tucker]
>Nothing... wanna hang out?
[Cute Boy]
>I guess... want me to come over or something?
[Tucker]
>Yeah that'd be cool.
I get up and leave, without saying anything to Clyde. I practically sprint home, it's hard to contain this much excitement! I'm gonna hang out with Stan! Cute boy! Stan!!
When I get home I nervously wait by the door. Crossing my arms and staring attentively at it.
When there's finally a knock I squeal softly before going over and opening it. Stan smiles lightly before coming inside.
"What's up?"
I don't answer, I just motion for him to follow, when we get up to my room I shut and lock the door. No words are needed. My stomach is in knots, I might throw up. No... now is not the time for that... I walk over to Stan, take two handfuls of his jacket and pull him in so I can kiss him.
I'm mainly surprised when he returns it, he didn't even hesitate... it's like he knew it was gonna happen. He grips me and pulls me in closer. Is he actually into this?
I'm the one that pulls away, and he looks at me with a smirk, as well as half lidded eyes, I bite my lip and smirk before I connect our lips again and he picks me up, laying me down on my own bed and getting on top of me.
I feel like an absolute animal, but I love it.
He breaks the kiss and motions to our position "is this what you want?" He asks
"You decide that now is the time to be a gentleman?" I ask
"Says the guy that kissed me first."
"I didn't actually think we'd make it to this point..."
"So why'd you kiss me?"
"Well why do you think? I like you dumbass, and I heard you were bicurious."
"I'm just gay."
"Excuse me?"
"Yeah, I'm gay. I like dick."
"Psh. Me too."
"And I happen to have been wanting yours for quite awhile."
"Well... what are you waiting for?" I bite my lip and smirk "take what's yours." I state
"Well if things continue going the way they are now, then I'm not gonna be taking anything." He chuckles, and before I can respond his lips are pressed firmly against mine. His hips begin grinding firmly into mine. I never thought anything would feel like that, it makes a surge of pleasure run though me as I let out a moan. I immediately turn red afterward, embarrassed at the sound I had made.
He doesn't seem to mind. In fact he seems to grind firmer and faster, as though he wants me to make that noise again. I grip his ass and buck my hips upward.
"Stan..." I breathe out, and he stops for a moment to kiss me once more, then he sits up to remove his shirt, I take that as a sign that I should take mine off too. When I get it off he leans down and his teeth sink into my neck, still grinding against me. I can feel how hard he is, and I can feel myself pulsating, and these skinny jeans couldn't get any tighter.
I feel my stomach twist, and I push Stan off me and undo my pants, quickly taking off my pants, as fast as I possibly can.
"What the hell was that?" He asks, a hint of anger as he sits up and darts his eyes over to me.
I don't respond, I just pull off my boxers after and start touching myself some more.
"Oh Craig~" The anger Stan had is now gone, as he removes his own. Pants and boxers. I look at his phalic member and for a bit, can't stop. He then gets back on top of me. "Just couldn't wait, huh?" He asks
"Don't... don't tease me..." I whimper
"Oh yeah? Why shouldn't I?" He asks
"Because... I just want you to please me..." I moan softly
"Oh you're so easy to submit. I didn't think you were such a bottom." Stan grinds against me some more, the rubbing feeling fantastic... I could cum just to this.
"Sh-shut up and fuc-fuck me you... you b-big d-dicked s-sexy d-devil." I moan and pull him in to kiss me again.
Stan groans and nods, putting my legs up and leaning over, looking through my nightstand. He ends up settling on using lotion as lube, after lubed up, he lines himself up and doesn't warn me as he begins pushing in.
It feels like I'm being torn apart! I bite on my hand as he continues pushing in. Letting out slight whimpers of pain. Stan kisses me and rests, allowing me to adjust to him.
"Tell me when you're ready." He bites his lip "y-you're so tight... have you ever done this before?" He winces out
"N-No... you're my first..." I admit, and start moving around him. "Y-you can move now"
Soon after that, Stan starts moving in and out of me, the pain was soon replaced by pleasure as I start moaning and gripping him, he's fucking good at this...
"Fuck... Stan..." I moan out, beginning to stoke myself, I want to cum, but it's too soon.... it just feels so good...
He speeds up and lets out a groan, and I'm holding back so I don't erupt and fill the room with moans, perhaps the whole house.
"S-Stan I can't hold back much longer..." he snaps his hips forward harder, making it harder and harder for me to hold back.
I start moving my hips around a bit, and accidentally let out a scream of a moan. God that felt good! I almost came right there! He smirks and starts rubbing against that spot.
"Oh god Stan you're gonna make me-" I don't even get to finish my sentence, I'm panting, covering my mouth to muffle my moans, and cumming. It gets all over my stomach and his.
A few thrusts later I feel a warm liquid in my body. He came inside me. He pulls out and lays next to me. Panting.
"That is not how I expected this hangout session to go..." He sighs and looks to the side.
"Me neither... but I'm glad it did." I cover us with a blanket and cuddle into his side, my cum covered chest going against his side, though he seems like he could care less.
"Me too... I know this is kinda backwards..." he starts, pausing to take a deep breath and gain some confidence "but I think I like you."
"Considering I just let you fuck me, I'd say I like you too."
"This could've just been a meaningless fuck."
"It wasn't. I mean... unless we become fuck buddies?"
"I was thinking boyfriends?"
"That works too."
"Craig... will you be my boyfriend?" He asks, and I turn a dark shade of red
"Yes. I will."
