It's Kyle's birthday.

Characters: Stanley Marsh, Kyle Broflovski, Eric Cartman, Kenny McCormick, Leopold 'Butters' Stotch, Bebe Stevens, Sharon Marsh, Ike Broflovski, Gerald Broflovski

Stan, Kyle, Kenny, Cartman and Butters are 16.

My writing skills are a bit rusty.

Kyle's 16th Birthday

Stan smiled as he checked the clock, he'd made sure to get up extra early because of the day.

May 26th, normal for most people, but not for Stan or his friends. It was Kyle's birthday, he was the youngest out of their group and he was finally turning sixteen.

Stan was humming happily as he made Kyle breakfast. Kyle didn't keep kosher and would eat anything he enjoyed eating, that meant Stan could make bacon for him, which was good because he was making Kyle a cooked breakfast in bed and taking his present up with him.

"You're up early," Sharon said as she came into the kitchen, it was quite a sight to see Stan wearing an old T-shirt, boxers, a pink frilly apron and actually cooking.

"Kyle's birthday," Stan answered, "I'm making him breakfast in bed."

"I'm sure he'll like that."

Stan smiled but blushed as he got ready to ask his next question, "Have you got any plans tonight?"

"Yes, you said that you were having some friends over tonight and I'm almost certain that I know what you're going to do afterwards," Stan's blush deepened, "So I made plans with some of the other moms and I've got a hotel room for the night."

"Oh, okay," Stan didn't exactly think he could look her in the eye.

"I'll be leaving at around five."

"We're meeting Cartman, Kenny and Butters at Shakey's for lunch, then we're going to Stark's for a little bit, they'll be round at about three. Everyone else is coming at seven."

Stan loaded a tray with the breakfast and put his present in a space on the tray before taking it upstairs, into his room, which he had been sharing with Kyle for nearly a year. Kyle was still sleeping soundly with a trail of drool leaking from the corner of his slightly open mouth. He groaned upon nudged awake, rolling over and curling up into a tight ball.

"C'mon dude," Stan chuckled, "I've got breakfast."

"I wanna sleep," Kyle whined.

"So, I guess you don't want this birthday breakfast I cooked for you then."

Kyle rolled back over to face him and saw Stan smiling with a tray in his hands. He smiled back and sat up, allowing Stan to lay the tray on his legs.

"You really didn't have to," Kyle grinned as Stan took a seat next to him.

"I know, but I wanted to," Stan laughed, "Happy Birthday dude."

Kyle pulled Stan into a kiss which Stan returned.

"As much as I would love to keep kissing you," Stan smiled as they pulled away, "Your breakfast's going to get cold."

Kyle ate his breakfast quickly (with Stan stealing some bacon and a slice of toast from him) so that he could resume his kissing session with Stan.

"Dude," Stan laughed after they pulled apart again, "You need to open your present."

Kyle looked at the green-wrapped present on the tray and he opened it eagerly. Stan hadn't got Kyle anything new because he had trouble thinking of something, but he had taken something of Kyle's to get repaired. When Kyle had turned twelve Stan had gotten Kyle a chain with a Star of David dangling from it which he could fit his matching cross into for a 'Super Best Friends forever' symbolism (and a look into their sex life as Kenny had said). Even though he never wore it, Kyle had always cherished it and kept it in his wallet. The chain had broken and the star had cracked when Kyle had lost his wallet and subsequently stood on it.

"You actually got this repaired," Kyle was smiling brightly.

"You were devastated when it broke," Stan replied, "The cross wouldn't fit anymore, that completely defeats the point."

"Dude, this is fucking awesome."

"And, I've got another present lined up for tonight."

Kyle laughed, "Can I get a hint."

Stan seemed to think for a second, "You're going to have the night of your life."

Kyle grinned and nuzzled Stan's neck, "Can't wait."

"Your dad and Ike are coming over to see you in about thirty minutes," Stan said, "So don't get too comfy, you'll have to get up soon."

"I can have ten minutes."

Stan smiled as Kyle nestled himself in his arms and laid his head on the quarterback's shoulder. Kyle had said ten minutes but they only cuddled for five. Kyle had gotten up for a shower but he didn't let Stan join him, claiming that if Stan had joined him, they'd just end up having sex and with Kyle's brother and father coming over in a short while, they wouldn't have enough time.

Ike ran in as soon as Sharon opened the door to the other two male Broflovskis, he bounded over to his older brother and tackled him, actually toppling him as the Canadian wrapped his arms around Kyle.

"Jesus Christ!" Kyle laughed, "Calm down Ike!"

"Happy Birthday!" Ike smiled at Kyle from his position over Kyle's chest.

"Thanks," Kyle chuckled, "Now can you get off me? You're heavier than you look."

Ike put a hand to his chin thoughtfully before smirking, "Nah."

Kyle wasn't in the mood for negotiating so he shoved Ike off of himself and sat up, "You're lucky there are witnesses or we'd be playing kick the 10-year-old."

Gerald was holding a bag which he handed to Kyle, "Happy Birthday."

"Thanks Dad," Kyle smiled at him as he reached into the bag and pulled out a thin, rectangular present.

"Ike said to get you this," Gerald said, "He had a smirk on his face though."

Kyle quirked his eyebrow and tore open the packaging, inside was 'Splatoon'.

"I'm determined to make you enjoy it," Ike looked very serious as he said this.

Kyle held up his hands, "We'll play it later and you can show me the ropes. Then we can force Stan to play it and not tell him anything so he gets pissed off."

"Why me?" Stan asked incredulously.

"Because," Kyle and Ike replied in unison.

Kyle had been talking with Ike on Skype when Splatoon was announced and they had differing opinions, Kyle had been disinterested while Ike thought it was really cool.

"I'm going with Stan for lunch with the guys at Shakey's, but after that we'll have at least two hours to play."

"Sweet," Ike grinned.

"Here he is!" Kenny shouted to the Shakey's car park, "Here's the birthday boy!"

"Happy Birthday Kyle," Butters smiled as Kenny caught the redhead in a bone-crushing hug.

"Finally sixteen then Jewfag," Cartman said, although his insult held no malice, "How much different does it feel?"

"I dunno," Kyle shrugged as Kenny released him, "I've already left home so I'm gonna say not much."

"That wasn't by choice though," Butters pointed out.

"True," Kyle conceded, "But I still did, even if it was to the house next door."

"Do you guys know who's coming tonight?" Cartman asked.

"They are," Kenny chuckled.

Stan tactfully ignored Kenny's quip as they walked into the restaurant, "I need to check the Facebook event."

"I know Bebe can make it," Kyle said, "Heidi and Red might be tagging along as well."

"I'm surprised," Cartman raised an eyebrow, "Heidi and Red at a party without alcohol."

"Heidi and Red are close to Bebe though," Stan said.

"Stan has a point," Kenny agreed.

Aside from the girls, it was only Stan, Kyle, Kenny, Cartman and Butters at Stan's to celebrate Kyle's birthday. He preferred a quiet celebration that wasn't just thumping music and loads of people grinding on each other in the living room.

"Happy Birthday Kyle," Bebe said as she gave him a hug.

"Thanks Bebe," Kyle grinned, "Kenny's already gotten to work on Heidi and Red."

"He'll have them soon, Heidi and Red can't get enough of sex with Kenny."

Kyle laughed, "A lot of people can't."

Bebe shrugged, "How's your birthday been?"

"Pretty good, I've spent a lot of time with Ike today."

"What were you doing?"

"He got me Splatoon since he's really big into that and he wanted someone to play with, he's spent this afternoon showing me the ropes."

"I'll bet that was fun."

"Yeah it was."

Stan wrapped his arms around Kyle from behind as soon as the last person left.

"You ready for my next present?"

Kyle laughed as he spun in Stan's arms so he could kiss him, "I think I am."

Stan grinned and took Kyle's hand in his own before leading him up to their room and locking the door behind them even though the house was empty.

"Tonight," Stan whispered in Kyle's ear, "I'm letting you top."

Kyle grinned as he pushed Stan over to the bed, "Well you'd better be ready for a wild ride."

Stan laughed as Kyle began to suck on his neck. The redhead hadn't topped for a while.

"Strip," Kyle ordered.

Stan felt a shiver in his spine at Kyle's tone, he looked round to see Kyle settling by the headboard, a prominent bulge in his jeans.

Stan crawled over to Kyle when he was completely nude.

"Suck."

Stan undid Kyle's jeans and pulled them down with his boxers to reveal his cock and took the head into his mouth.

"Don't fucking tease me Stan."

Stan knew that Kyle was rough when he topped, but he didn't really want Kyle forcing him to deep throat.

Eventually, Kyle pulled Stan's head away from his cock and pulled him into a kiss.

"Prepare yourself while I get undressed," Kyle said as he nipped at Stan's earlobe.

Stan fished the lube from his bedside cabinet as Kyle stood up and stripped. Kyle took the lube as Stan began to finger himself and began to slather his cock in the substance.

Kyle climbed on top of his boyfriend and lined himself up with Stan's entrance. He pressed their lips together as he pushed in.

"You are so fucking tight," Kyle breathed as he began to thrust into his boyfriend.

"God Kyle," Stan panted, it had been a while since Kyle had been inside him.

Kyle wasn't as gentle as Stan when he topped. His thrusts were hard and fast and they made Stan moan out loud. He grabbed Stan's hand that had his lubed fingers and moved it to his arse.

"Prepare me and I'll ride you."

Kyle squirted some lube into his palm and began to slick Stan's length, moaning out when he felt Stan's fingers brush his prostate. Stan smiled and began to focus on Kyle's prostate.

Kyle came inside his boyfriend with the constant attention to his prostate.

Kyle pulled out and lined Stan's cock with his entrance before sinking down, letting out a wanton moan as he pulled up and then back down again.

Stan took Kyle's cock in his hand and stroked it, inflating it again as Kyle kept bouncing.

Kyle came for a second time before Stan released himself, both of them letting out loud moans. Stan sat up and allowed Kyle to slump against him as he grabbed his inhaler.

"Enjoy?" He asked after taking a puff.

Kyle nodded as he caught his breath.

"Happy Birthday Ky."