Author's Note:

So, this is it. The end. THERE IS SEXUAL CONTENT COMING UP, so if you don't like it, stop now. Otherwise, enjoy. Please feel free to review, give me suggestions for other pairings, or anything else. Thank you for the inspirations. Courtanie, MoonPhaerie, and way more people then I can remember. Thank you. REVIEW!

Chapter 14: Climax

Kyle

Kenny came walking over to me a couple minutes later. He set down my dad's car keys, and sat down beside me on the bed.

"Kyle, pack a bag. We're leaving."

"Where?" I asked lifting my head out of my hands.

"Jimbo's cabin somewhere far off." he said simply. "Come on, it's just you and me. And it's a three day weekend, so it'll be perfect. Pack warmly, and bring your insulin kits." he said devotedly.

"R-really? Mom said I could go? She didn't freak?"

"Well, yeah. But your dad and Ike beat her down. All Ike wants in return for his permission is for you to send him a picture of the view." Kenny said as I got up and started packing.

"Wait! Who said I had to get his permission for shit?" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

"Shshshshsh, Kyle." Kenny said clapping a warm hand to my mouth. "Let's go. Time is wasting, and you and I have so much to do." he said sweetly.

I had no trouble packing. Kenny had to leave for a half hour to go and get his own bag. When he came back, he was all ready to go. So was I. Before we left, mom made sure we had everything we needed. She triple checked that I had all my gear with me, which was about two bags full.

Soon, the car was headed off, sweeping me into the unknown. My nerves were mounting as I got farther and farther away from familiarity, and closer to something I've never ever known before. Kenny seemed to be excited, whereas, I was nervous. What if I did something wrong?

"Play some music, Kyle." he said as he drove on. "You're ruining the mood with your nerves. What is there to be afraid of, my little ginger?" he asked smiling.

Kenny and I got to the cabin sometime after ten thirty at night. The stars were completely out, and it was a full moon. My stomach fluttered as I got out of the car, and we both grabbed our bags.

The cabin had a little kitchen, which was completely stocked up with food. All the food must've been brought before hand, because it mostly consisted of kosher foods, and the drinks were flavored with sugar substitutes. Kenny! You fuck! It didn't take long for us to have everything put away. My nerves were at their breaking point! What if I did something wrong? Oh, what if I did something wrong? What if I couldn't get an erection? Was Kenny even here for that? Or was it just to spend some time with me?

"Kyle?" he asked looking at me with a delicate smile. "Come to me."

Oh, god! Oh, God! Oh, God! He did want to attempt to seduce me! Moses, please! Zen! Jesus! One of you please get me out of here! Kenny's never seen me before! What if I look like total shit to him? I've never even so much as jerked off! How was I gonna go from kissing him, to having him touch me that way?

"Kyle, I won't hurt you." he said softly. "In fact, I've got a couple ideas."

"Like-like, what?" I stammered as I walked over to him and sat down beside him on the bed.

"Like, how about, for starters, let me just hold you." he said softly. "For the closeness, Kyle. I won't hurt you."

He hooked one of his arms around me, and shaking, pulled my frame close to his. I was lying in his arms now, my body resting on him, facing away from his face. He leaned forward gently, and breathed into my ear. "You feel so good, Kyle." he said softly.

I shifted in his grip, and turned myself so that I could kiss his face. He pulled off his hood, and revealed a red crimson smile. I gasped. I looked at him questioningly, and stared for a long time.

"Do what you think you should do, Kyle. I won't pressure you." he said softly as he began to stroke me. "Just do what your heart-"

I brought my lips crashing on to his. My eyes closed, and all I saw was Kenny. His image was etched so vividly into my vision. I moaned as I pressed deeper into his mouth, and my tongue slid out to greet his lower lip. He gave me a gentle shift, and his bulge collided with mine. The electricity shot through me and almost made me want to yell. I pressed myself closed to him, grinding my junk against his, and deepening our kiss. He twisted his hands gently into my hair, and pulled me to him. I could tell this was way too much for me, but my brain melted away, and all my inhibitions left. I was gone. Way too far gone. But not after he broke the kiss.

"Oh, Kyle. You are wonderful." he said smiling. "You are so perfect in every way."

Oh, God! This wasn't happening! Was he…? Did he want…? No! I wasn't ready! I couldn't tell him no, I would ruin his whole night. This trip would be ruined. I'm sure the purpose of this trip for him, was to make love to me. But I couldn't. I had no clue what I was doing, or should be doing.

"K-Kenny?" I gasped. "I, I-"

"It's okay, Kyle. It's normal. And if we don't get anywhere today, tomorrow will be it. Or the next day." he said smiling as he kissed me again.

"K-Kenny? I, I'm sorry." I whispered softly.

"Why?" he asked as he wrapped me back up in a tight hug.

"Because if I d-don't do this with you tonight, I'll r-ruin the whole t-tr-trip!" I stuttered.

"Oh, Kyle. Only you would approach sex in a paranoid state of mind." he said laughing. "You won't ruin my trip, or yours. It'll just give us more time to make this the most special time of your life. And frankly my dear Jew, that's what this is all about. You." he said smiling. "I have a couple ideas, if you're willing to try." he said softly.

"What?" I asked barely above a whisper.

He pulled me up with him, and turned me on to the bed. He was looming over me, and I was trembling beneath him. He leaned down, and pressed a warm kiss into me.

"Don't be so scared, my little day walker." he said smiling. "You'll see just how normal this feels soon enough."

"Wh-what happens now?" I asked with a stutter.

"What if, you touch yourself for the first time?" he asked. "I won't look, I swear it on our super best friendship. I won't look at you. My eyes will be on your face the whole entire time. Is that okay?" he whispered softly.

"I, I, K- I, dunno." I said softly. "I… never… I mean…?"

"Let's try. We'll start off together. Okay? I won't rest my full weight on you, so you can have access to your zipper, Kyle." he whispered. "Okay?"

Kenny planted his feet firmly on the ground, and loomed over me. He pressed his lips against mine, and the unique scent of cologne and cigarette smoke came drifting over me. My arousal became greater, and I let out a moan as my throbbing organ begged for release. It seemed to be straining against my jeans. I lifted my hips up a little to try and grind against him like before, but he was too out of reach for me. I stared questioningly at him.

"No help from me, Kyle. I jump in only when I need to. I swear I won't look. You can trust me." he whispered softly into my mouth. "You can trust me, baby."

Oh, God! He was sweet talking me! He was driving me insane with his lips. I took my dominance and slipped my tongue into his mouth, wanting to feel him as much as I possibly could. I opened my closed lids, and looked deep into his blue ones.

"Mmmmmm!" I moaned as my left hand reached down below me, and unzipped. My brain kept on trying to show me the light. The nerves that I was supposed to feel. Kenny may possibly see my cock for the first time ever. Oh, Kyle! This feels so good! Who cares if he sees you, you're his lover! You're his Jew, he even said so! No, he can't. I have never once gone there even myself. How could he? But he's not going there! Only you! He will not look at you, he said so. It feels so good, and you know you need to release the energy. To get to the pure blissful nirvana that was Kenny McCormick. My hand unzipped, and the zipper of my jeans sounded louder than ever in the silence.

For the first time in my whole entire life, my hand played gently over my briefs, pulling them slightly down. I unwrapped my right hand from around Kenny's hair, and I lifted my hips a little to pull my jeans downward. I opened my closed lids to see his blue staring at me still. He had not looked. I kept them open as I retwisted my right hand into his hair, and held his neck in place. Obediently, he kissed me deeper. My moaning started up, and my left hand took charge. The feelings that ran through me were extremely lovely. I felt like something incredible ran through me. Something I couldn't describe. I moaned into his lips as I shuttered. I pulled away as my hand went faster and faster against my hard throbbing cock. I raised my hips a little, and my knuckles pressed and rubbed against Kenny's arousal. The larger boy didn't show any sign of feeling what I was doing to him as I stroked my cock furiously.

"Kyle?" he asked pulling his lips away from mine. "I need you to tell me. I won't look, I promise. Just close your eyes for a minute." he said resting his forehead on mine. "Close your eyes, Kyle. Tell me." he commanded as I closed my eyes. "What do you see? Who's doing this to you in your mind? Who's touching you?"

I sank into my imagination, and I moaned with a primal instinct as my hand sped up faster and faster. My heart raced so fast, I nearly didn't want to keep going.

"Who is it, Kyle? Picture the person clearly, in your mind? Is he a guy, or is she a girl?" he asked.

It was no doubt who I pictured. Kenny, with his mouth on my cock. Kenny, with his member stroking in and out of me. Kenny, his right hand skillfully playing all over my throbbing erection. Kenny's lips pressing deeply into mine. Kenny. All I saw, was the boy. Kenny.

"Do you see him… her?" he asked.

"It's you!" I moaned uncontrollably. "It's always been you! Everything! Kissing me, loving me, touching me!" I moaned as I got closer to my ecstasy. "It's always you, Kenny! I can't stop!" I moaned loudly. "Oh, Kenny! It's always you! You're everywhere! I love you! I can't stop! Oh, god! Oh, god!" I moaned as my erection grew to its full size, and my hand went so fast, that it was literally stroking Kenny through his own jeans as I moaned and my eyes closed. "Kenny!" I shouted into the oblivion that I was dragged into. "Oh, god! God, Kenny! Oh, Kenny!" I moaned. "Kiss me, Kenny, please! Yes!" I moaned as I greedily devoured his lips into mine. Yes. I had him.

My body convulsed, and I moaned that animal like howl as I let my seed rise out of my body and flow straight into my hand. Straight into my jeans, and all over my briefs. With Kenny's lips still glued to mine, we waited until I went soft.

Kenny

As he lay under me, telling me the person he saw in his head, I nearly lost it. He was on the right fucking track. He poured out his soul to me as his knuckles brushed over my throbbing erection. He sped up, and I pressed down gently as he stroked me through my jeans. I moaned softly as he pleaded for me to take over his mouth with mine. He called out my name, and finally, I bent down and kissed him. Soon, I felt my sweet little Semite exploding all over the place. I still hadn't reached my peak, but he did. I moaned into his mouth as he filled his hand, and the liquid exploded all over his jeans, and into his briefs. I held his lips in mine until he went completely soft, and then, I pulled gently away.

"K-Kenny?" he whispered. "Oh, no!" he gasped. He pulled his jeans swiftly up, and zipped up as quick as he could. "Sorry." he whispered.

"Why?" I asked as I got up and felt the tight ass material of my jeans against my throbbing member. "You don't have to apologize, Kyle." I said simply. "How did that feel?"

"I felt incredible." he whispered. "I felt light, and almost like nothing at all. I felt like kissing you for the rest of my life. Holding you for the rest of my life, and never letting this feeling slip away."

"Would you like to feel it again?" I asked softly. "Or are you exhausted?"

I expected him to say no. I expected him to let me know politely that he was exhausted, and needed to rest. But instead, he jerked a little and blushed.

"Would… would I… be, s-selfish, if I said I wanted more?" he whispered. "I know there's a feeling better than this one, but I'm not sure…." he trailed off.

"Where? Or how?" I asked gently. "Are you sure?" I asked in a whisper.

"Yes!" he moaned. "Give me more, Kenny." he gasped. "Please."

"Are you ready to take the next step?" I asked gently. "Will you undress, Kyle?" I asked in a whisper. "Are you ready for me to see you?"

He got up, and carefully removed his jacket. He removed his shoes, and everything else he had on him. Soon, my little Jew was naked in front of me, on the bed.

"Kyle?" I asked gently. "What would you like me to do?" I asked.

"I… I just… Not… I'm not sure." he said having trouble with the words. "M-maybe, if you were, un-undressed, with me." he stammered. "So I'm not nervous, and the only one."

As I undressed myself, I couldn't help looking my little ginger up and down. He was small, and his body shook with nervousness, and excitement. My eyes looking at his face, and his bare chest, which I'd already seen on several occasions.

"May I look down?" I asked softly. "Kyle?"

"Y-yes." he whispered softly as his eyes closed.

My eyes landed on Kyle's newly erect package. Oh, god, he looked so delicious. I just wanted to dive down and take him all the way into my mouth. I bet he would taste just as good as he feels. Just as good as his tongue tastes. Just as good as he fucking smells. My god, my Jew! He was finally mine! Those seven inches of throbbing man meat said so. He moaned and reached for my zipper. He undid me, and pulled my pants and jockeys down.

"Ho, Kenny!" he moaned. "Kenny!"

"Whatever you want, Kyle." I said passively as I tried to contain my own excitement. "Do what your heart tells you."

"Will I hurt you?" he asked. "Are all those-" he stopped.

"All those bruises are fading, yes." I said gently. "You can't hurt me, I don't feel them anymore." I confirmed as he looked me up and down.

"Kenny, you're, you're circumcised, too?" he asked.

"Yes, Kyle." I said simply. "I am. Just like you."

I gently threw my clothing aside, and leaned over him. He gasped. "What?" he asked gently. "What happens n-now?"

"That's all up to you, Kyle." I said softly. "Whatever you want. Let your heart lead you." I whispered.

He sat up suddenly, and wrapped his arms around my neck, bringing me down on to the bed. He took his cock and mine in his left hand, and he started stroking them together. I let out a very slight moan as he did this, and fluid started leaking out of Kyle's throbbing erection on to mine.

"Kenny, you're so hot!" he moaned. "You feel so good." he whispered as he started stroking us again. "Kenny." he gasped.

"K-Kyle?" I gasped. "Just-just do what your heart t-tells y-you!" I whispered almost unable to see straight now.

"Ugh, Kenny!" he moaned. "Oh, Jesus, Kenny!" he moaned as he leaned down and kissed me.

Oh, Kyle! This felt so amazing. I moaned as he slipped into my mouth, and again deepened our kiss. My love was lying on top of me, grinding our junk together, and kissing me. He moaned as he pulled me closer, held me tighter.

"K-Kenny?" he asked as he stopped kissing. "What I saw… in my head?" he asked gently.

"Yes?" I said as my body shook. "What did you see?"

"You were… doing stuff!" he moaned. "With my… my… with me!" he gasped. "Your mouth." he whispered gently. "Is that…?"

"That's all part of making love, Kyle." I said softly. "Would you like me to?" I asked hoping not to freak him out too badly.

"Y-yes." he whispered. "Maybe, just a little."

He gently got off me, and laid himself down beside me. I got up and slid off the bed, and on to my knees on to the fur rug beneath us. I gently pulled Kyle's hips to me, and I placed myself between his legs. I gently guided his cock into my mouth, and he let out a loud moan. His lips opened and he screamed out my name as I slid my skillful tongue up and down his shaft. I was finally tasting my Jew. My sweet, red headed, sexy Jew. Oh, he was mine, and he tasted so good! He tasted marvelous. Not one single hair on the Jewish physique. Not one.

"Kenny!" he moaned as his legs wrapped around my head and pulled me in deeper. "Oh, God, Ken! Aaaaaawww! Ken! Ken!" he moaned. "Suck it hard, Kenny! Hard!" he moaned as he lay bucking and fucking my mouth. "Oh, yes! Yes! Harder, Ken!" he moaned.

I felt his erection throbbing in my mouth. It grew, if possible, larger than before, and I finally managed it. I milked his seed for all it was worth. He unwrapped his legs trying to pull away, but I held him in place as I sucked, and he moaned involuntarily as he climaxed into my mouth. Oh, the Jew's seed tasted like nothing in my life. Not like anything else I have ever tasted my whole entire life. Because this was it. This was the seed that held my being. The reason I got up every day in the morning, even after being killed. The reason I liked my immortality even the slightest. Because of my lovely beloved Jew. Because without him, I was nothing. I will be nothing. Without Kyle Broflovski to love, to pamper, and to care for, I was nothing more than just a cursed soul on this damned planet. Kyle's center filled my mouth, and I swallowed all I could. Soon, he was done. Soon, he was lying, still, in front of me on the bed. I lifted off of him, and I pulled myself back on top of him.

He was breathing fast, and his eyes rolled into the back of his head. He lay on the bed, with his eyes closed, breathing fast.

"Are you, okay, Kyle?" I asked in a whisper. "Did I hurt you?"

The tiny Semite was weak. I gently wrapped my arms around his trembling shoulders, and held him to me. My wanting skin pressing against his. He opened his eyes, and smiled at me.

"Ken?" he asked softly. "I, uh, didn't mean-"

Kyle

I had done the worst possible thing in my short life. How could I have gotten so carried away? How could I have done something so vile? So disgusting? I wouldn't let Kenny pull away. I stared at him, and he shook me gently.

"Kyle?" he asked from above. "You okay, love?"

Love? How, after I exploded into his mouth? Comprehension dawned on his face, and he started laughing.

"Kyle, it's perfectly normal, fine, and it's okay." he said smiling. "You are too sheltered, Kyle." he said smiling. "All part of what making love is." he said smiling. "It's not filthy, or anything. It's normal. It's what things are supposed to be. If that makes sense. It's what's supposed to happen."

"Kenny?" I asked softly. "May I?" I asked gently. "I mean, I'm scared shitless, but I really want to."

"Not if you're scared, love." he said smiling. "We can stop here."

"Yeah, but Kenny, I want this." I said as my voice gathered more confidence. "I wanna make you feel just like you did me."

"Kyle, just being able to look at you makes me feel just like I made you feel. You have no idea." He said smiling. "Just looking at you."

"Yeah, but there's a first time for everything. And I'm hella curious." I said smiling. "Please, Ken. Before I change my mind."

He laughed really hard collapsing on to me. "No." he said smiling. "It's time to go to sleep, my little red head."

"Kenny, if there is one thing I'd really like, is for me to be able to get myself out of being scared shitless when it comes to porn. Please!" I begged. "Just let me do this one thing!"

"Okay, Kyle." he said laughing. "Fine. You can go for it. But don't come crying to me when you get scared of what may happen." he said simply. "Don't come crying to me when I shoot my seed into you, and you cry out that it tastes gross."

I laughed as I pushed him off me. I could do this. I knew I could. It was simple. And this was Kenny. It's not like it was Stan, or something. This was Mysterion.

I got up and he laid back down on my spot. I gently leaned down and kissed him. He closed his eyes, and I got to finally see and focus on the stages of his pleasure. On every expression that played across my blonde's face. I got to listen to the different sounds he made as I slid down. Kissing his collar bone, his neck. My eyes filled with tears as I got to his chest. His bruised form reduced me to a state of pure anguish. But I didn't say anything. I hoped for the love of god that he didn't see me crying. My silent tears trailing on to his bruised body. Was that a cigarette burn healing on his left forearm? God, what had my poor Kenny been through? Way more than me, that's for sure.

I slid down farther, and I gently licked and kissed his thighs. I started out by playing kisses over his taut belly. Then, I took the leap, and plunged my mouth on to his rigid member.

"Kyle!" he moaned as I looked up. His eyes fell closed, and he started breathing slow. Kenny McCormick tasted sweet. It didn't feel strange, or gross, as I thought it would. I felt closer to him than I could ever feel. He was soft, and silky. I could feel his pulse through my mouth as I gently licked, and sucked. I could hear him moaning and calling out to me every once in a while. I opened my mouth as far as it would go, and I sank all the way down. My lips wrapping around his too tiny scrotum, compared to the eight inches of magic that he held. I felt his arms come and wrap around my head. He started thrusting in and out of my mouth, and I let him start up a fucking motion. If my life ended right here, and now, I wouldn't care. I got to do everything I wanted to do, plus more. Everything was okay. Kenny was with me. My Kenny.

Kenny

I guess I should say I feel embarrassed. His tears traced through my bruises, and his tongue worked magic on my bruised belly. But I didn't feel anything right now. He'd get over the shock. Soon enough, anyway. It was who I was. If none of the things that happened to me had happened, I wouldn't be who I am now. I guess I was realizing it a little too late. But at the same time, I was right in saying I was human as well. Mortal or not, I did deserve my break downs once in a while. My eyes fell shut as the Semite plunged down and took me into his warm wet mouth. For someone who's never done this before, he was sure good. I felt myself finally being carried off to the land of no return. My body losing its will to be controlled by my brain, and falling prey to the Jew's skilled mouth.

"Oh, Kyle!" I moaned without being able to stop myself. "Kyle! Mmmmmm!" I moaned loudly as my arms wrapped around his head.

I started up a good fucking motion, which felt only better by the site that greeted my eyes when I opened them again. The day walking ginger was sucking away, lost in some sort of instinct that carried him this far. He was gentle, yet animalistic as he greedily sucked and licked away at me. Suddenly, my body tensed, and I bucked my hips forcefully into the Semite's face. I let out a loud moan as my soul was lifted out of my body, and into the land of the biggest climax I've ever had.

Kyle

"Don't stop!" Kenny moaned. "Keep… going, Kyle! Oh, Jesus! Kyle, you feel so good!" he moaned as my mouth filled with his seed.

Kenny McCormick tasted wonderful. It was nothing like I imagined. Mom had fed us cactus once in a while. During one of these times, I remember Ike and I walking into the kitchen. She had given us each a piece of peeled cactus, which had a thick liquid oozing out of the places that it had been cut at. It had tasted wonderful. Almost like nothing, but with a hint of sweetness to it. And so it was that I compared my Blonde's seed to the taste of cactus juice. Thick, creamy, and so delicious. Kenny tasted so marvelous. I waited politely until he went flacid, and I pulled away.

"Did I?" I asked without really knowing what to say.

"You were wonderful, babe." he said softly. "You were everything and more." he whispered as his eyes closed.

"More." I begged. "More, Kenny."

"No, Kyle." he said smiling brightly at me. "It's really time to sleep. We still have the rest of the weekend. If you don't wait, we won't have anything new to try later on." he predicted smiling. "Let's get dressed, and go to sleep, Kyle."

Kenny and I got dressed as well as we could. It wasn't until now that I realized how cold it was. He seemed to realize it too, because he lit a fire in the grate that was in the room, and the flame showed bright. It was a strange unfamiliar place, but Kenny was with me. I was safe. We both were.

"Kyle, this bed's small! You'll fall off!" he was saying as I argued plainly with him.

"Fuck you!" I moaned. "I wanna sleep on this side! Besides, Kenny, you'll leave." I said bitterly. "I'm a light sleeper! You can't climb over me, and leave."

The hurt showed in his expression. "And what in the hell makes you think I'd leave? Not only would your mom and family kill me, and probably kill me for good this time, but your little ass wouldn't make it out here." he said laughing. "You'd freeze to death. Kyle, I don't want you to roll over and fall off."

"And I don't wanna have to go pee, and stumble all over you, trying to get past you. It's already unfamiliar enough." I said sighing.

"I'm a little older, and a lot taller. Just let me win this one, and I'll sleep on this side." he said simply. "Okay?"

"I fucking hate you, Kenny." I muttered.

"You too, you little fag." he said as we both laid down.

Kenny and Stan were both my bestest friends in the whole world. They'd spent the night at my place more than you could count with your fingers and toes. Sometimes, it was both of them, sometimes it was just Kenny, or just Stan. But we always fell asleep doing something or other. Playing video games, watching television. Kenny always came and took care of me when I was ill. And so, we always shared a little twin bed just like this one. It was different now, though. Not only were Kenny and I closer than ever, but it was a lot more comfortable for me. I felt different as I laid down beside my best friend, and snuggled up close to him. He let out a deep heavy sigh, and I wondered what was going through his mind. Kenny? Would he ever be okay?

"I know this is out of the blue," I said softly. "But I just wanted you to know that I'm here for you, and I can't put myself in your place, ever, Ken, but I will listen, and I do love you so much." I said. The words came out faster than I expected.

His face lit up and he smiled at me gently. "Thank you, Kyle." he said as he held me to him. "I'm glad I found you. I mean, really found you." he said softly.

I gently pressed my lips to his, and tried to put a lot of unsaid things into that kiss. It seemed he felt every emotion I tried to convey, because he held me tighter. He kissed me deeper. He gave me a nod, and I knew he understood. Sometimes, a lot could be said just by your body language.

Kenny

The weekend passed by slowly. I did so many different things with Kyle, and it was all the best time of my life. I felt closer to him with every new thing we tried, every new feeling I showed him. He seemed to feel the same way, because the Semite's face was always ablaze with happiness. My mind lost any doubt it ever had as to Kyle and me really being a pair. Kyle was the reason I was alive. The reason I looked forward to anything at all.