South Park-Blush

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Stan and I were playing some video games in his room as usual. Just another normal day doing nothing really.

"Hey, Kyle, are you hungery?"

"Hmm...ya."

"Wanna go grab a bite somewhere?"

"After I beat you again, you just want to leave because I always beat you."

"Psh! I was just asking a nice question, and you have to go all mean."

"...really?"

"hmmm?" Stan had a 'i have no idea what you are talking about' tone in his voice. I beat Stan, again, and we went to get some lunch.

"Alright, bet was you would buy my lunch if I won." I said.

"Geez, I will be broke by the end of summer if I keep making bets like this..."

"'Cause you know i'll win!" I said with a smirk.

"I WILL beat you next time."

"What ever!" I punched Stan's arm playfully. Stan was frowning while I was smirking. "You can never beat me!" Stan rested his arm on the top of my head.

"I beat you at hight." Stan now had a smirk while I frowned.

"T-thats not fair! I can't help being shorter!"

"And I can't help sucking so bad at games."

"You even admit it! HA!" I was struggling to get Stan's arm off my head. He wouldn't lift it! "Damn it, get your arm off me!" I hit his arm and he finally dropped it. Now he pated my head.

"You really are short." Stan was either joking trying to get me mad or it was his way of trying to be funny... if that was the case, he utterly failed. I had a fummed expresion on my face. I looked up at Stan with my frown telling him 'get your hand OFF!' He dropped it and just smirked at me. He softened him smile. He slowly lost the smile and was just gazing into my eyes. To my supprise, I wasn't fummed anymore. It was like I was never mad at Stan. I started to feel warm. Stans eyes were lightening as well with his expression. What was happening to me? Waht is this feeling? This is wrong! I thought. Stan is a guy, yet alone my best friend!. I stayed still and stood there gazing into stan's blue eyes, he did the same. Stan inched closer to my face until he was only and inch away from my lips. I felt a blush streak accross my face. I felt the warm touch from Stan's lips to mine. Stan forced my mouth open and let his tongue in my own. What should I do. I forgot that kissing Stan was wrong because he was a dude. My body acted on its own. I grabbed ahold of Stan's shoulders and he wrapperd his arms around my waist. Our kiss lasted a few seconds, then reality hit me. I'm a dude! He's a dude! He's my best friend! We seemed to have pushed each other away at the same time. I covered my mouth, lost my balance, and fell to the ground.

"Wha- did we just...?!" Stan was also cover his mouth with one hand and stumbled back to a tree. He nodded and looked down, almost like he was ashamed. I was silent. Stan glanced at me and observed me for a moment.

"ah... s-sorry!" Stan looked like he was in stress, about to break down. Despite the fact that Stan was a boy, I actually really enjoyed the kiss. You would only enjoy a kiss with the person you love, right? Did I love Stan? Was I gay? Maybe not, I on;y feel this way with Stan, so I must be bi... shit. Damn it. I stood up and took a few steps twards Stan. Maybe if I kissed Stan again I would know. I wrapped my arms around Stan's neck and pressed my lips against his. Damn it. Same feeling. I could tell Stan felt supprised. his body tension softened and then he wrapped his arms around my waist again, but tighter. I parted my lips and Stan looked confused.

"I like you Stan..." I wasn't happy about the fact that I liked a guy AND my best friend. Stan looked shocked then Smiled softly.

"I've been waiting for those words for a long time."

"Does that mean you like me?"

"No..." I stared at him in confusion. He laughed slightly, "...I love you." He again pressed his lips to mine and forced my mouth open and again let his tongue into my mouth and I felt my blush grow and I again melted in his arms.