Hey, I'm sorry this is so incredibly short but...there you have it. I feel so bad about not updating to the people who really enjoyed this random nonsense. I'll decide what happens next based on the next couple reviews, assuming you guys don't hate me. .
Cartman took Kyle's chin between his fingers as the red head writhed on the ground, lifting it for a good view at his face. Despite holding a grudge against the righteous attitude, he'd always thought it was…dare say, cute. Yes, the more Cartman dwelled on it, the more he agreed Kyle was much cuter than any of the girls in school…..Especially cute with signs of abuse decorating his body and covered in cum.
Even the glare holding the most utmost amount of hatred he'd ever seen on anyone's face in his life was cute. His eyes drifted to the poor boy's quivering lips. They were bleeding slightly.
Cartman slowly trailed his tongue along the line of blood leading to tormented lips. As Kyle felt the wet pressure of a tongue slide against his lips, his eyes went wide and his breathe hitched.
"Open up, Kyle", Cartman murmured. Kyle complied, reluctantly of course, allowing Cartman's tongue to slip past his lips, thrusting inside to taste his sweet mouth briefly, harshly, before coming back up to re-examine the naked body before him, licking his lips like a large hungry animal.
It tasted good. But it wasn't enough. He needed more.
Kyle's dick raised a little higher into the air, causing him to blush harder.
"You want it bad, don't you?"
Before Kyle could question or protest, Cartman looked around for the first suitable article of clothing he could find, which happened to be Kyle's little red briefs, and shoved them in the wide-eyed teen's mouth, followed by a strip of duct tape.
Kyle winced as he was shoved onto the bed, Cartman following him, suffocating him with his body and leaning in closely to whisper in his ear, "It's a shame to cover those lips. But I don't need you waking up the whole neighborhood with what I'm about to do to you."
Kyle's heart was pounding , sinking further into the pit of his stomach with a growing fear. This was too much. He wasn't stupid. Not quite that oblivious. He knew how these things worked. But surely Cartman wouldn't…
He felt more panic wash over his body, for every time he thought the words 'Cartman wouldn't…', Cartman did.
"Think on the bright side," Cartman grinned against his skin as he, with a bit of a struggle, tied Kyle to the bedpost, "You won't bite your tongue when it happens."
'A-am I above begging…? I…I don't won't to loose my virginity to this bastard! I'll be turned off to sex for life…' Kyle's thoughts were frantic and muddled.
It was late, and Stan had already fallen asleep, sprawled out on the couch with a game controller still held loosely in his hand.
Kenny stared at the flashing television screen with lifeless eyes.
"Isn't it about time I die a horrific death?", He wondered aloud under his breathe.
Thoughts of just how far Cartman might go kept coming back to him. Maybe he wasn't taking this seriously enough.
Things had changed since their elementary days. Sure, Cartman was a sick fuck then as well, but sadistic motives don't subside, they grow.
"I should…really do something. Right? Hm."
Only the sound of plastic crashing to the carpet and bouncing around a bit answered him as Stan dropped his controller, adjusting himself on the couch.
Silent as he always was when sneaking out of houses, - one night stands develop this skill - he found his way out of the Marsh household and began making his way towards Cartman household..
Liane Cartman opened the door when she heard knocking. It was late, but she hadn't been sleeping. She was quite busy with one of the men that occasionally make late night visits to her bedroom. Must make money somehow.
"Oh, why, you're Eric's little friend, aren't you?", She said sweetly. "What brings you here so late?"
Kenny inwardly made a face over being called 'little', but pulled out the charm none the less. "I apologize if I may have woken you, Ms. Cartman, but Eric just called me to come here."
"Ah, alright then.", Liane opened the door to allow him in. After all of her sons previous endeavors, she decided to just stop asking questions. She returned back to her room, and Kenny ran up the stairs.
Just outside the door, he could hear the sound of a desperate muffled voice and the occasional small dark chuckle of Cartman. He opened the door slightly and peaked in. Maybe it wasn't as bad as all that…
And there it was, a wonderful view of Kyle naked on a bed. But much to his alarm, the glorious vision also involved Eric Cartman with his hardening dick exposed, pinning down Kyle's defenseless body.
Kenny's heart began beating faster and he felt blood rush to his groin and a flush across his checks. And he hated himself for it, but oh god…
He wouldn't give in to his inner closet pervert today.
There were many things that aroused Kenny McCormick, many that involve Kyle Broflovski but rape wasn't one of them.
Well, it sort of was. But that is meant for strictly fantasy.
He slammed the door open.