The house was still filled with the scent of beer and sounds of arguments. Walls were still cracked and furniture still broken. But it was also still Kenny's home. His room had the same posters on its walls and a trashed carpet. He even had the same clothes in his closet. Although, they now fit a teenager- at least, sort of. The McCormick's, even now, couldn't afford much, so the clothes are sometimes too small. So, Kenny put on his orange hooded jacket, with its holes and dirt patches, his worn jeans and sneakers, and headed out into the town.
He got a text on his phone saying "Come to Cartmans' He's got beer and playboy". He smiled because the text was from Clyde. He wasn't into playboy too much anymore and he decided not to drink beer anymore because he didn't want to end up like his parents. He liked hanging with his friends and going on adventures more than getting drunk and oogling girls whom he never had a chance with.
As he walked through the town of South Park, he could hear the whispers about him and his family. After years of dealing with snickers and whispers Kenny learned to ignore it. He shot the people some glares but put it behind him because, after all, his friends still loved him even though he didn't have much to offer.
At Cartman's house, Ms. Cartman greeted Kenny with a joyful "Hello Kenny!" and led him to the basement door. The boys had their computers and laptops set up, all playing fortnite, the latest game craze.
"Hey Kenny!" Butters said. He turned to the others and said "Hey guys, Kenny's here!" with a big smile. Everyone except for Cartman turned their heads to greet Kenny, but then immediately turned their heads back to the screens. A few groans and damn its reached his ears. Kenny looked at Butters' screen just as his avatar had got shot. Butters sighed, "awe jeez. And I was gettin so good too''. The next person to sigh was Cartman.
"Alright, guys. Looks like we lost the match thanks to your ADD asses".
"Hey, that's not nice Cartman. Some of us actually have ADD. It's not something to make jokes out of" Kyle said.
"Oh, I see Kyle. Just like it's not nice to joke about someone being fat," Cartman said in response.
"We aren't joking when we call you fat Cartman!"
"I'm not fat I'm big boned, you bitch-ass jew!"
"You say that EVERY. GOD. DAMN. TIME." Kyle yelled.
Kenny stopped paying attention to Carman and Kyle's never-ending bickering and went over to his computer next to Clyde.
"Hey Kenny, how are you?" he said.
"I'm fine, dude" Kenny said.
Clyde laughed a little and said " That's good to hear," he paused then said," So I lied about the playboy. I figured it would get you here in time for the next round."
Kenny laughed. "Maybe a few years ago, but not so much anymore, Clyde."
Clyde laughed too, looking at Kenny as he laughed.
The boys played a couple rounds of the game before Cartman got fed up with everyone not following his orders and started yelling at Kyle again. Stan and Butters tried to get them to stop, while token and craig started texting their lovers. Kenny sighed, then Clyde turned to him and started talking.
"I really wish they would just get along you know? I mean we're almost adults now," he said.
"Yeah, it's really gotten old," Kenny said.
"We should go to the arcade or something"
Butters heard this and immediately said "Yeah that sounds way more fun!"
"There's no good games anymore, it's not fun, Butters," Stan said.
"Well then what should we do?" Butters asked.
"I've got it!" Kyle said, "We should all go camping."
"Where at?" Clyde asked, concerned that he might run into a bear if they camped in the mountains.
"Well, the mountains of course," said Kyle.
"Bruh," Clyde said under his breath.
Kenny turned to Clyde and saw the look on his face. "Hey it'll be okay, dude, we'll all stick together."
"C'mon Kyle hurry up!" Cartman yelled.
"I'm hauling ASS Cartman, shut up!" Kyle yelled back. He made some angry mumbling noises as he carried his tent, blanket, and pillow, along with Cartman's tent and camping supplies up the mountain.
"Hey, Kyle. I can take a few things off your back if you want," Kenny said, "Since I'm not carrying much anyway."
"Really? That'd be great, dude! Cartman's shit is heavy."
"I gotca, man," Kenny said.
He piled Cartman's belongings onto his back along with his sleeping bag and pillow.
The extra weight slowed him down a lot to the point where he was a little bit behind the group. Kenny was in the middle of lugging the bags up a particularly steep part of the mountain when Clyde slowed down to walk beside him.
"Need any help?" he said, smiling.
"Nah I'm good, but thanks though. I appreciate it."
"And I appreciate you, Kenny," he said before he could stop himself.
Kenny returned the smile and said "You're too nice, Clyde"
"I-I didn't mean- I mean you do so much for everyone, a-and I appreciate it," Clyde stammered.
Kenny laughed, "I don't do that much, honestly." There was a short pause, "But thanks, though," he said with a smile. Clyde smiled back at him, wanting to talk to him more, but instead, he kept quiet and walked by Kenny's side.
After Cartman had moved where they would lay their supplies three times, everyone yelled at him and the group decided to set up camp near a cliff onlooking the town. Kenny set Cartman's supplies down and told him that he was old enough to set up his own tent and went to go set up his own belongings.
He laid out his sleeping bag and placed his pillow at the opening. Afterwards, he offered to start the fire and everyone was impressed at how easily he had started it. Over the fire, the boys made hotdogs that they had brought from home.
When they were done eating and telling stories everyone headed to their tents. Kenny, however, headed to his sleeping bag, and moved it next to the dying fire, as it was rather chilly and Kenny didn't want to get sick from the cold.
"Is that where you're sleeping?" Clyde asked.
"Yeah, it is. Why?" Kenny asked.
"Well, I mean, it's getting cold and that fire's not gonna provide warmth for long."
"I know. I don't really have my own tent so I'll take all the warmth I can get," Kenny said.
Clyde's breath hitched for a moment as he thought.
"Well, maybe- if you'd like- I mean wanted to, you could stay in my tent. It's pretty big, so it'd fit two people."
"No, I -I couldn't," Kenny said, "I'd be in your space."
"I mean it, Kenny. I'm okay with it. What I'm not okay with is you staying in the cold and getting sick."
Kenny's eyes grew wide.
"I didn't mean to sound harsh, Kenny. But I just don't think it's right for you to be out there alone, when everyone else gets their own tent, you know?"
Kenny laughed. "Well how can I refuse when you put it like that?"
They laughed and Kenny moved into Clyde's tent.
He had lied. Clyde's tent could fit probably four or more people. It was red on the inside, with a couple of tent windows on both sides. Kenny set his stuff down and took his hood off.
He looked over and found Clyde staring at him. Kenny raised an eyebrow. Clyde snapped out of his daze and said, " I don't think I've ever seen you without your hood." Kenny laughed.
"Isn't it hard to breathe with it on all the time?"
"Yeah, but you kinda get used to it," he said.
Clyde looked at Kenny. He had never seen his golden swirls of hair, or the way his blue eyes sparkled.
"If it's hard to breathe in then maybe you should wear it less. You might get sick anyway if your body doesn't get enough oxygen," Clyde said half-jokingly.
"Yeah maybe," Kenny said, chuckling.
Kenny woke up in the middle of the night to high-pitched screaming. "What's going on?" he thought. Clyde sat up with his eyes still half-closed."What's that noise?" he asked.
Kenny put on his jacket when all of a sudden he heard the word BEAR being screamed from somewhere that wasn't quite in the camp.
He and Clyde rushed to put on their clothes and ripped open the tent door. The whole camp was frantic. Just when he saw Clyde start to shake, he saw Butters run out of the forest.
"BEAR! RUN!" he screamed. Everyone ran in different directions. Kenny grabbed his backpack and Clyde and ran into the forest.
Unfortunately the bear followed Kenny and Clyde.
"What do we do Kenny? I-I'm so s-scared," he cried.
Kenny turned to face the bear and pulled Clyde behind him.
"What the hell are you doing?" Clyde frantically asked.
Kenny reached into his backpack and pulled out a rifle. He aimed and shot the bear in the center of the head. The bear dropped to the ground.
"Where the fuck did you get that?" Clyde asked.
"Jimbo," Kenny replied.
After walking around, lost in the forest, the two stumbled across an abandoned cabin. They walked in and settled themselves. Kenny sprawled out on the dusty couch and Clyde sat on a loveseat. It was quiet for a few moments as the boys thought about how they nearly escaped death.
Finally, Clyde said, "Thank you."
"For what?" Kenny asked.
"Saving my life, of course. I'd have been mauled if you hadn't been there Kenny. I was so scared I was shaking."
"Well then it's a good thing I grabbed you then."
They both laughed.
Kenny sat up on the couch and said, "I'd have saved you every time, there's no need to thank me."
Clyde's cheeks became red and Kenny walked over to him. He got close to his face and asked," Why are your cheeks so red Clyde?"
"I-I don't know. I'm s-sorry."
Kenny smiled and whispered in Clyde's ear, "Don't be sorry, I think it's cute."
"Y-you do?" Clyde asked.
"Absolutely," Kenny said as he pulled away to look back into Clyde's eyes.
Clyde's eyes darted back and forth from Kenny's beautiful eyes to his full, pink lips. He couldn't help himself.
Kenny smiled and leaned in and before Clyde knew it, they had locked lips.
On and on, it went. Kenny's lips kissed Clyde and Clyde kissed back. Kenny whispered something in Clyde's ear and then they got up and headed to a bedroom. Clyde sat on the bed and started unbuttoning his shirt, while Kenny ripped his jacket and shirt off. Kenny then went over to Clyde and started kissing him again. He ripped the rest of Clyde's shirt off and kissed down his muscular chest. Clyde accidentally let out a soft moan and it made Kenny laugh into Clyde's chest.
Clyde grabbed Kenny and pulled him closer, as Kenny thrusted forward and back onto Clyde. He ran his fingers through Kenny's hair and kissed his cheek.
The two were now completely naked and Kenny asked Clyde if he was ready for the fun part. To which Clyde, out of breath, said he didn't know, because of course he hadn't done this before.
"It'll be fun, I promise," Kenny purred into Clyde's ear.
"Okay," Clyde said.
Kenny gently ran his hands down to Clyde's waist and asked him to turn over. Kenny then started kissing Clyde's neck and gently put his dick in Clyde's anus. Kenny began thrusting over and over again and Clyde let out a yipe. Kenny stopped moving.
"Are you okay?" Kenny asked.
"Yes, just-just do that again please," he said sheepishly.
"As you wish," Kenny said, sweetly.
He began again and pretty soon they were both moaning. Clyde's hands gripped the dirty pillow cases and shouted "Harder!"
So Kenny squeezed Clyde's shoulders and the bed started shaking louder and faster.
The bed was so old that after a few minutes the wooden poles broke and the boys fell with the bed.
They stopped moving and Clyde said "Maybe that was a little too hard." Kenny laughed and kissed his cheek. "Wanna go again?" Clyde asked. Kenny cracked an evil looking grin and flipped Clyde over.
He ran his hands through his brown hair, making out with Clyde's pale pink lips. Clyde pulled Kenny closer and ran his hands along Kenny's muscular back. Clyde arched his back into Kenny's, and his nails dug into his back.
Kenny jolted a little, surprised at the pain and because he wanted more.
"F-fuck," Clyde breathed. He stopped kissing Kenny and put his arms down. His chest was moving up and down as if he had just run a marathon. Kenny loved the way it moved against him, his warm body on his. Sweat covered Clyde's forehead and Kenny stopped and wiped it off. Kenny looked at him with concern in his eyes
"We can stop if you want to, Clyde."
"I just need a little break is all."
"As you wish," Kenny said. He kissed his forehead and rolled off of Clyde.
After a moment of breath-catching, Clyde said, "I really like you, Kenny... I have for a while actually."
"I know," is all Kenny said.
"You do?" Clyde asked, turning his head to look at Kenny.
Kenny smiled and said, "I can see it in your eyes, the look of hunger, of wanting."
"Oh," Clyde said. He contemplated what this meant. If Kenny knew he liked him and still had sex with him, did that mean Kenny liked him too? Clyde's cheeks blushed at the thought. He hadn't come out to anyone and the thought of finally finding someone to be with made his heart skip a few beats. So, Clyde mustered up the courage to ask Kenny, "Do you like me, too?" he said in a small, raspy voice. Kenny didn't say anything immediately and it sent Clyde's heart beating even faster.
"If I didn't like you, I wouldn't offer to give you a blow-job," he said.
Clyde paused, then looked at Kenny, who had that same grin on, exposing his beautiful teeth. Clyde didn't know what to say, so he just nodded his head.
Kenny moved Clyde to the edge of the bed, and let his fingers follow the curves and crevices of Clyde's body, all the way down to his thighs.
Kenny firmly gripped Clyde's dick and began sucking. His dick was already hard from the previous adventure, so Kenny had a little less work to do. Clyde let out more moans of "yes!" and "fuck" as Kenny's head went forward and backward. Pretty soon, Clyde came in Kenny's mouth. Kenny sucked even harder and swallowed with huge gulps.
"I'm so sorry, Kenny!" Clyde exclaimed. This made Kenny laugh and a few drops of cum slipped out of his mouth. He finished his last gulp and said, "Clyde, it's okay. It's what you're supposed to do."
"Ohh," Clyde said. "Let me try."
Kenny stopped in surprise again. He wiped the cum from his lips and said, "If you want to, go ahead."
Clyde smiled and patted the space on the bed next to him. Kenny stood up and sat next to Clyde. Kenny laid back, inviting Clyde in.
He reached his head down and wrapped his already sore lips around Kenny's penis. It was much bigger than he had anticipated, but he still sucked. He grabbed onto Kenny's strong thighs and held on tightly. Kenny moaned, "Ohhh... yeah, right there." Clyde sucked harder and swallowed the cum as it came rushing into his mouth. Kenny ran his hands through Clyde's soft brown hair, pulling Clyde's head down farther.
Kenny eventually couldn't take it anymore and pulled Clyde from his sucking. He wanted to taste his soft lips again, so he grabbed Clyde by his tiny, smooth waist and picked him up. Clyde wrapped his naked legs around Kenny's sculpted chest and the two began kissing again. Kenny fell back onto the bed, while Clyde began humping again. Kenny nipped at Clyde's ear and Clyde roughly kissed Kenny's neck. It was wet and slobberly, but Kenny loved it. He leaned into it, whispering "Yes...yes..." into Clyde's ear. Clyde moved down and started gently kissing Kenny's abdomen, all the way down to his belly button. Clyde stuck his tongue in the hole and licked. Kenny shivered and the two laughed. Kenny pushed Clyde back roughly and flipped him over.
"I didn't know you liked stuff like that, Clyde," Kenny breathed into his ear. Kenny began ferociously eating Clyde's butthole out. It made Clyde squirm. He was so unused to this, but he wanted it. He wanted it more than anything. He hadn't known how badly he needed this until now.
He asked Kenny to flip over for him and he obliged. Clyde stuck his dick in Kenny's ass and began humping and thrusting, doggy style. Faster and faster. For Clyde, he wished the moment could last forever. Time seemed to slow, the longer and harder he thrusted. Kenny wished the moment would also last forever. He moaned and squeezed tightly.
After a while they stopped and rested. Clyde fell asleep on Kenny's chest, with his arm wrapped around him. Kenny also wrapped his arms around Clyde and snuggled his head against his. They slept all through the morning and partly through the afternoon. Eventually, they gathered their things and tried to find their way back home.
When they got home, they found out that Butters har been mauled by the bear and craig was in critical condition. They felt bad that they had sex instead of going to help their friends. Kenny whispered into Clyde's ear that everything will be okay. He kissed his forehead and hugged him tighter. Kyle and Stan saw this and looked at each other in disbelief. They smiled and left the two to themselves. Although the trip had ended in a bear attack, it had also ended in a new relationship and new beginnings.