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"Okay. What are you planning Fatass? Ha. Ha.ha." Focused on the tv screen. Cartman stopped fidgeting with his controller and just got quiet. His sweaty hands touching the rough carpet floor He looked down
"Im not planning anything, Kyle."
"Pfft! Yea right! You're just trying to get me to lose, aren't you?" Kyle chuckled at thinking he figured Cartman out.
"Kahl, Im not kidding." He paused the game.
"You are. Stop joking around and resume the game, Cartman!"
Kyle! Im being serious!" Kyle stood up infront of Cartman blocking tv.
"Cartman, Goddamit! Stop fucking around, your pissing me off!"
"Im not fucking around, jew rat! Now stop blocking the tv!"
"Arghh!" He was about to walk away from this he didn't want to deal with Cartman's usual bullshit.
"I literally love you, kahl." This stopped him dead in his tracks.
"Stop it, fatass!" Kyle was red with anger, looking down on Eric with his finger pointed at the heavier boys face
"Jesus christ Kyle, I worship you.." Kyle busted out laughing this must be a bluff, maybe he lost a bet or maybe the guys put him up to this.
"Hahah, prove it." It was a challenge he wanted Cartman to just stop the bluff.
"Dude.." Cartman was just happy to touch him like this. his hands were around the redheads hips travelling under kyle's shirt, the tips of his fingers carressing every crevice of kyle's warm skin. This moment, the feeling will forever be ingrained on his mind, on his fingertips. Kyle's bare skin under his touch. He was just so beautiful.
Eric's pudgy cold hands touching his abdomen, sent a shiver through out his entire body, but Kyle couldn't pull away from the feeling. Every ounce of confusion, anger, frustration from kyle distorted into feelings of carnal lust and desire.
He wanted more of Eric's touch.
Cartman got startled when Kyle's hands grabbed his. He thought he was finally going to get hurt, get told he was disgusting. The slender hands that held his, lead them towards kyle's pubic area, the deeper they went the warmer it got. He could feel the meaty and fleshy parts of kyle abdomen. Eric face was flushed all the way up to his ears. This was getting too risky. If this went on any longer he was afraid he might pass out from all the blood rushing to his head.
Jesus christ.
Kyle's hand lead eric's hands towards his clothed crotch, breathing heavily. Both of them didn't utter a word when Eric started to unbuckled his belt and pull his pants down. Kyle gasped at the feeling of Cartman's big meaty hands on his hard on. It didn't take any second before his boxers were slid down his ankles. He could hear Cartman breathing heavily below him, staring at his length. He didn't expect Cartman to lunge his head forward, the bigger boy pressing his nose up against the shaft of his dick.
"Ah!" The sudden movement made kyle flinch. He could feel the tip of Eric's nose and lips on his cock. Licking a stripe down from the redhead's scrotum all the way to his frenulum, sent a shiver up kyle's spine
"Cartman.." Kyle's breath was hitched. He unconciously worked his fingers through the brunette's hair. Firmly holding the back of Cartman's head. Eric pulled his head causing kyle to release his hand, the redhead whining at the lack of touch
"Tell me you want it."
"hwhat?" Kyle mumbled, dazed and confused
"Tell me, tell me you want it." Repeating his words louder, looking up into Kyle's eyes.
"I-fuck"
"yes, I want it Cartman.." Cartman opened his mouth, dropped his head and drooled onto his right palm. Wrapping his lubed up hand around the other boy's dick.
Kyle gasped at the wet cold feeling hugging his dick. Eric stroked him slowly, the brunette's hands wrapped around his girth. He was a little disspointed that Cartman didn't use his mouth, but Oh fuck his slimy, soft palms felt amazing too. Eric slid his hand along the other boy's length, Making sure to be careful, watching kyle's reactions to his pace. Kyle didn't see himself being this sensitive towards anyone's touch but each stroke felt so fucking good.
He was so close...
His breath was hitched and his cock was twitching in Cartman's hands. Eric didn't want this to end, he stopped stroking. His hand still wrapped just below the head of kyle's member, teasingly rubbing his thumb on the boy's frenulum.
"Cartman..." Kyle whined, he was breathing heavily, crying and begging for Eric to finish him off.
"What's the magic word, kahl?" The brunette looked up at him grinning like a fucking idiot, still rubbing his thumb up and down on the tip of his cock. If kyle wasn't so horny Cartman's nose would be bleeding by now.
"please.." "What i can't hear you kyle?" Tilting his head and putting his free hand at the back of his ear, mockingly.
"Fuck, Cartman Please. I wanna cum... Please."
"Kyle, you Dirty girl.." Cartman pressed his lips against his shaft, kissing it. The redhead rolled his eyes at the comment. Eric's mouth engulfed the tip of his cock, his plump lips wrapped around the glands, flicking his tongue at kyle's meatus.
Jesus fuck... Kyle's hands travelled by the side's of cartman's head. Light brown hair between fingers, gripping it firmly. Cartman went deeper, half of the redhead's length inside his mouth. Kyle's restraint was thrown out the window, thrusting his cock deeper inside Cartman's mouth, firmly keeping Eric's head in place. E
ric tried his best to handle the rough thrusts of kyle's dick hitting the back of his throat. The noises coming out of Cartmans esophagus and mouth were atrociously vulgar. Eric's gag reflex contracting, his saliva pooling and dripping down his chin.
Good lord. The sounds coming out of Eric was driving Kyle fucking nuts, pounding rougher and faster, wanting to hear more of the wet, sloppy sounds coming out of Cartman's mouth. Cartman had tears running down his cheeks. The lack of air got to his head, everything just felt foggy. Kyle's taste, Kyle's cock, he can't breathe but everything felt amazing.
"Look up." Kyle pulled out, finishing himself on Cartman's face, the boy's cum painting Eric's pretty skin. The warm liquid landing on Eric's lips, nose and the middle of his eye's, some landing on his long lashes. He kept that eye closed until Kyle wiped it off with his finger. Kyle held his chin up, admiring his handiwork. Cartman was breathing heavily, his face was flushed red all the way to his ears. Kyle's cum was on his face, he could taste it on his lips.
Huff* hah~
"Were you trying to kill me?" Cartman gasped for air, still looking up at kyle.
"Maybe." kyle smirked and shrugged his shoulder.
"Selfish, jewboy." Cartman had a sweet smile on his face despite his words
"Shut up, fatass."
"Make me~"