A/N: So this is a new ship. It's incest. Don't like, don't read. But try to bear with it as incest slowly becomes nocest.

WARNING: INCEST (At first)

1.

"D-don't.. ahh.. stop, j-jackass." What a sight. I was being plowed on by my own brother.

"Wasn't planning to, Kenny." Kevin grunted into my ear. He took me from behind, and while jacking me off, he went faster and faster, signaling that he was going to cum.

"H-hey! Don't.. c-cum inside meee!" I shrieked as he hit my prostate.

"And why not?" Faster. He was so close. And he knew I couldn't answer him. The feeling that I'm about to orgasm makes me speechless that all that came out of my mouth were moans and pants.

"K-Kevin! I-I'm gonna.. C-Cum!" With one last thrust into me, he came inside.

"Y-you asshole.."

He only smirked at me as I lay sideways on the bed. Feeling all the energy being taken away from me made me feel sleepy. But I couldn't sleep yet. I had to clean myself up first. I shivered as I felt Kevin's cum leak out my ass. I got up wearily and walked towards the bathroom while Kevin wiped up the cum from his bed.

When I turned on the water, I spread my ass cheeks so that the load inside me could get out faster. Feeling it slide down me and watching it go down the drain made me think about what I was doing. Letting my brother fuck me was completely insane and not to mention, illegal. But being with him was like knowing that our bond as brothers would never die out.

And it never did. I never had anyone else touch me when Kevin first caught me. But our time is almost up. He has to go to college tomorrow. Today was his last day to be with us and so we had sex for memories. I was surprised he even got accepted, but I'm most of all happy. He deserves to go to college. Maybe get a house of his own. And maybe... a wife. Because I know that once he leaves for college, our bond like lovers is over.

It was only meant to be for a short period of time, Kevin and I. But I never complained. He never did too. We were happy like this. No, he was happy like this. Me?

I don't know if I was ever happy.

Once I get out of the shower, I wear whatever's on the floor and go back to sleep next to Kevin.

"Hey, Kevin?"

"Yeah Kenny?"

A long pause.

"When you go to college. Go find yourself a nice girl for me. Okay?"

Another long pause.

"Yeah, sure. You too Kenny, go find someone special when I'm gone, 'kay?"

An even longer pause.

"Sure." But I'm not sure. Because I don't know if I can handle Kevin being gone for four years. All this sex was not meant for nothing. All this sex kept my heart beating, my emotions flowing, my love.. is leaving.

"Kevin, I love you."

A long pause.

"I love you too."

The next day, he left early and I cried. I still had a month off before school and I spent the first day of that month crying. How pitiful.

2.

I spent the next day outside. Hoping I could get my mind off of my brother, I sit at the bench in front of Starks Pond. I toss rocks, I run, I sleep, I do anything to get my mind off from him. And then I meet Stan.

"What are you doing there?" He shouts and I sit back up, blushing hardly from being caught sleeping outside on a bench. I was a McCormick, not a hobo!

"Um.. I.. erm.." I spout out. I couldn't answer him. I didn't know what to say.

"Haha, I'm Stan Marsh." He puts his hand out for me to shake.

"And I'm Kenny McCormick." I shake his hand. I notice his blue eyes to go with his raven hair and how he's taller than me by approximately six inches and how he wears the school jersey. "I go to South Park High as well. I guess I just don't really talk to people." Who needed to talk when I had Kevin to talk for me? Ever since Kevin caught me, I was always off-limits. Not even talking was allowed if it wasn't with him. But I didn't really mind it. He was always there for me even if I didn't need him.

"You do? Well, wow, how have I never noticed?" He laughs and I chuckle a bit. "So, you have any friends Kenny?"

I shake my head no.

"Oh. Well wanna be my friend?" Was this how you make friends? Was it this simple? Was this an example in the 'How to Make Friends 101' handbook? Is he being serious? "Yeah! Sure!" I said in a hurry. Kevin was always protective. If he saw Stan talking to me right now, he would've brought me home immediately.

"Well, since I'm going to Shakeys to meet Kyle, wanna come with?" He asked as I wondered what in the world this so called Shakeys was.

"Shakeys? What's that?" I ask him in confusion. And he just laughs.

"Where have you been? Under a rock? Man, you have got to go to Shakeys and try their pizza. It's so good dude." He jokes and grabs me along for the ride.

When we get there, a boy with curly red hair, green eyes, and is taller than Stan by about three inches greets Stan with wide arms.

"Hey! How are you doing? It's been too long dude!" Then he looks at me. "Uhm, Stan? Who's that blond there? I don't think I've seen him around before."

"That's just Kenny McCormick, a friend of mine. Yes Kyle, I am capable of making friends while you were away for the summer." They laugh and I stand there awkwardly.

"So Kenny," the red head speaks, "the name's Kyle, Kyle Broflovski of course. So, how'd you meet dear old Stanny?" He says with a smile.

I answer with complete honesty. "I met him at Starks Pond. I was lying down on the bench when he yelled, 'What are you doing there?' I never knew he would want to be my friend." I saw as awkwardly as I can be. He laughs for a bit then asks me if I wanted to come with him and Stan to this party he was invited to. This rich guy named Token was going to host it. There was going to be liquor and everything. Thinking back to Kevin, he never really let me leave the house. I felt so trapped. So loved. Yet so suffocated by his love that I nearly drowned in it. I was scared of it too. So I said yes to going.

"Sweet, the party is tomorrow and I'll come pick you up with Stan. Where do you live?" He asks and I tell him I live near the train tracks, on the poor side of town. He nodded and told me to get ready by 7. He also asked for my number. Gosh, I felt like a teenage girl giving away her phone number to a hot guy. But maybe I was the teenage girl. Maybe Kyle was the hot guy. Maybe I'm just overreacting. Yeah, that must be it, I'm just overreacting too much. Yes, definitely.

3.

I went home to the smell of alcohol and drugs. Oh no, they've been drinking again. Where's Karen? I need to find her quickly. I look in her room, she wasn't there. I look in the kitchen, not there. In the bathroom, the living room, parents room, and even my room. She wasn't there. Could she be, in Kevin's room? I take a peek and there she was, sleeping on the bed. My heart was relieved as to to how safe and sound she was. But I go and wake her up.

"Karen?" I nudge her softly.

"Kenny? Is that you?" She murmurs.

"Who else could it be Kare-bear?"

And she laughs. "Don't call me that Ken-bun!" I laugh with her.

"Then don't call me that."

She sticks her tongue out. "It's cute. so, why did you wake me up?"

"We're, going out to eat tonight. Mom or dad aren't home to cook and there isn't anything home to cook anyways. Also, why we you sleeping in Kev's room when you could have slept in mine?" I ask her. She looks up at me and then responds with, "Well, because you always sleep here. and I'm always wondering what's so special about this bed."

My cheeks nearly turn as red as a tomato. "There is nothing special about this bed so let's go out to eat, 'kay? I'm going to get the money I saved up so that we can eat." I grab her hand and make her sit on the couch. "Stay here." I say and she nods. I go into my room and open my drawer, taking out the money that I'd save up for the past few years. I roll out a fifty and then go back out to the living room. "Let's go Karen, we're eating like gods today." She giggles and grabs my hand and we walk over to Shakeys. The place where I got a new friend.

A/N: Okay, I'm going to continue this. I promise. But you see, I have this thing with procrastination and we're kind of like, really good buddies with each other. Please read and review!