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The Contest

By Cell12

Kyle had known he was gay even before his bar mitzvah but never had the courage to do anything about it. Too scared of the hate and insults he would receive, he had stayed firmly in the closet. At that time he had a huge crush on his super best friend, Stan but he knew that it would never happen. He had to suffer all the endless conversations about girls and Wendy in particular. Stan was torturing him without even realising.

When Stan finally lost his virginity - to Wendy of course - Kyle was the first to hear about it. A piece of Kyle's heart was broken that day and he spent the rest of that weekend alone in his room, crying.

Kenny was never really considered crush-worthy by Kyle. For one he liked the ladies way to much to be gay and for two he was a man-whore. Kyle wanted a relationship, someone to love and be with - not meaningless sex.

With his two closest friends out of consideration, Kyle resigned himself to remaining a virgin until college. There wasn't anyone else in town Kyle could trust enough to reveal his biggest secret to. He hadn't even got as far as telling Stan or Kenny.

The other guy he hung out with, Eric Cartman, Kyle didn't even consider him a friend - more someone who he barely tolerated. If Cartman found out Kyle was gay he would make the Jewish boy's life hell.

The main reason though that Kyle remained in the closet was his mother. Of course Kyle being gay was the complete opposite to her plans - she expected Kyle to marry a nice Jewish girl and make her lots of grandchildren.

With everything considered, Kyle felt his decision to just stick to internet porn and his hand was for the best. The few girls who were interested in him he fended off by sticking to the whole Jewish thing. Although every time he turned Bebe down - she usually asked him out at least once a term - it always got a huge laugh from the Fat-ass.

Apart from the lack of any sort of love life - Kyle was happy or as happy as he could be in a life where he wasn't allowed to make any decisions.

Unfortunately something happened that completely changed the way Kyle thought about things.

Eric Cartman ran down the street clutching a large manilla envelope in his hands. He was only slightly out of breath as he hurried towards the Jew's house. Kyle Broflovski, his nemesis, the annoying Jiminy Cricket that tried to act as his conscience. If he had been Pinocchio, he'd have flicked the bug off his shoulder and stood on it.

Eric had reached the front door and he paused, to calm himself, before pressing the doorbell. He had to act nice. He needed Kyle for his latest money-making scheme. He had prepared his arguments before-hand. He knew Kyle so well and he knew which buttons to press to get the daywalker to go along with his plan. Eric started to break out into a grin but caught himself just in time. If he had timed this right, Kyle would be alone and that would give him the chance to talk him into the plan.

The sound of the doorbell caught Kyle by surprise. He was not expecting anyone. Stan was shopping at the mall with Wendy, Kenny was on a road-trip to Vegas with his brother and the Fat-ass - well the Fat-ass never bothered him unless he either wanted something from him or wanted to do something to him.

Sadly for Kyle, this time, it was both.

Authors Note: One of the many stories I've been working on - I've got about 4 chapters of this already written, I'll post them as soon as they're typed up.