Was it possible to love two people unconditionally? To love them not as friends or relatives, but as lovers?

I felt that way about my girlfriend Wendy, and my boyfriend Kyle, however, neither of them knew about the other.

Wendy and I were dating in secret, because her dad said she wasn't allowed to date until she got her grade up in English.

Kyle and I were also dating in secret, because he was too afraid to come out.

I tried to act like I was sad about dating in private, but honestly, I loved it, I could be with both of them without the other finding out.

I knew that cheating was horrible, that if they found out, it would hurt them. However, I couldn't risk losing them now, I knew that if they knew I loved both of them, they'd never speak to me again. I couldn't bring myself to tell them, I couldn't bear to lose them.

Wendy was gorgeous, she had long, straight black hair that reached her waist, warm almond shaped hazel eyes, and a kind smile. I knew from when she showed me the results of her physical last week, that she was 5'7", and weighed 75 kg (165 lbs).
Kyle was gorgeous as well, his red hair was still unruly, however, it was no where near as untamable as he was when we were younger. He had sharp, yet nurturing, large green eyes, that could melt the heart of even the most evil person, if he looked at them the right way. He was the shortest kid in school, being about a head shorter than Wendy was, and he was thin, but not sickly thin. I once joked with him about how he looked like a little doll, and he responded to my joke my giving me a black eye; I never made that mistake again.

I became quite attractive, or so I'm told. I had black hair that I kept a couple of inches long, and I spiked it up with gel, however, when I was in church, or anywhere else formal, I slicked my hair back. I had round, average sized, dark blue eyes, that I inherited from my mom, Shelly got my dad's brown eyes, which she hated. I was 5'9" and I weighed 82 kg (180 lbs).

"Hey Stan, are you still going to try out for the baseball team?" Butters asked cheerfully.

Butters didn't change much from when we were kids, he still had the same white-blond hair that he always had, however, he now wore it in a mohawk.
He did get taller, reaching about 5'7.5, and he was slightly chubby, however, nowhere near as big as Clyde or Cartman.

"I don't know." I said with a light sigh, I loved baseball, I hated it when I was a kid, but when I got older, I really started to love and understand it.

"Well, why not?" He asked. I didn't know what to tell him, I couldn't tell him the truth, that I needed more time so I could juggle two secret relationships, so I decided to lie,

"I don't know if the coach will want me, remember that huge fight my dad started at the game last year?" I asked. That last part actually wasn't a lie, my dad was still getting into fights with other baseball dads even though I'm now sixteen years old.

"Nonsense! You're the best player on the team, why Stan, I think coach would just die if you didn't try out." Butters said.

"I'll think about it." I said before looking down at my watch, 7:48 AM.

"I gotta go, see you later!" I told Butters before I ran to the bathroom, I knew that Kyle would be in there, he always went to the bathroom before school started.

"Hey beautiful." I said with a smile when I saw him.

"H-Hey Stan." He said as a light blush coated his face.

I wasted no time pushing him up against the wall, and covering his lips with mine, in a long, passionate kiss. He moved his arm up, and started running his hand through my hair, as I wrapped my arms around his waist, pulling him close against me.

I nibbled on his bottle lip gently, as I slid my hand down to squeeze his rear end, causing him to jump back slightly,

"We shouldn't be doing this, not here, what if someone walks in and sees us?" He asked fearfully.

"It's okay, we can listen to hear if anyone's coming, the door is actually pretty loud when it opens." I said, even though I felt extremely nervous myself, if anyone caught us, it would be all over.

"Fine." Kyle relented, and we continued our make out session until the bell rang.

"Dude, wait, here." Kyle said before giving me a red lollipop.

"What's this for?" I asked, looking at it questioningly.

"Your lips are bright red, people are going to know you've been kissing someone." He said. I looked down at his lips, and I saw exactly what he meant.

"So, I should suck on this lollipop and act like my lips are red from it?" I asked, catching on.

He nodded and kissed me one more time before putting a lollipop of his own in his mouth.

When I reached the Science classroom, I saw Token in there chatting it up with Wendy. I couldn't help but to feel a surge of jealousy pass through me, I had felt that way whenever I saw Token and Wendy together, ever since the time she dumped me for him.

"Hey guys, what's up?" I asked, initiating myself into the conversation, trying to keep the edge out of myself. I knew that it was stupid to be jealous seeing as I was with two people, but there was just something about Token that irked me to the core, and not just because he stole my girlfriend way back when.

"Oh hey Stan, do you have another one of those lollipops?" Wendy asked pointing at the one in my hand.

"Oh no, I got it from Kyle, you can have the rest of this one though." I said, handing it to her.

"Thanks Stan." She said with a smile before putting it in her mouth, before pulling it back out, and deliberately, slowly, licking up the side. I felt my breath hitch, and my pants tighten slightly, damn, she knew just how to get me in the mood.

"This isn't funny Wends." I hissed in her ear.

"Then come with me to the janitor's closet." She whispered before walking out of the classroom. I looked around, to make sure that no one was looking, before following her out. Mr Davins, the Science teacher, didn't even notice that we had left, he was probably too busy reading about sugar gliders on his computer like he did every single day.

"I never expected you to be the kind of girl who would be risque enough to have sex at school." I said with a wink.

"Well, I think I should be able to be as sexual as a man is without getting judged for it, and I figured since we can barely be with each other out of school with my dad breathing down my neck, that school was the next best choice." She said with a shrug.

"Don't worry, I wasn't judging you." I said.

"Good." She said before kissing me hard, pushing her tongue into my mouth. I had to admit that kissing Wendy was easier than kissing Kyle, because I didn't have to bend down, however, Kyle was easier to toss around if we wanted things to get rough.

About twenty minutes later, I zipped up my pants, and Wendy wiped her mouth, before we emerged from the janitor's closet, thankfully, there was no loitering students out in the hall way.

It was lunch time when I received the shock of my life, I was sitting at the lunch table with the usual gang, when Wendy's dad came walking in with Kyle's mom, I was shocked to see that they were holding hands.

"Mom?" Kyle said just as Wendy said,

"Dad?"

"I know this is confusing for the both of you, seeing as how you didn't even know we were dating, we just wanted to see if it would work out before we told you anything." Kyle's mom said.

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Kyle demanded.
"Mark and I well, we're getting married!" She exclaimed.

I couldn't believe my ears, Kyle's mom, and Wendy's dad were getting married? I knew that both their parents had gotten divorced around the same time, but I never would have imagined that they would get married to each other!

"That's not all, we've already got a new house ready to live in and everything, it was my mother's house before she passed away." Mr Testaburger said.

My heart started pounding loudly in my chest, Wendy and Kyle were going to live...TOGETHER? Oh no, how was I going to keep my secret now?