I love it

''So...in the sixteenth century,Spaniards and other Europeans brought...Stan?Stan!!''Kyle stopped reading history book.

''What?''

''What the hell are you doing?''

''Nothing.I'm just flonding your soft,curly hair and...''he leaned closer to Kyle ''..kissing your beautiful neck.''said kissing it one...two...three times.

''Oh..dammit,Stan!Can't you wait just ten minutes?We're going to finish homeworks!''he said doing nothing to stop him.

''I can't help it...you look so sexy when you do the smart one.''Stan's hands started to snake up his shirt.

''Ahh..dude...just five minutes!''

''Stop me...if you can.''Stan challenged him kissing his cheek.

''Fine!''Kyle stood up grabbing Stan's wrists and pushed him hardly onto the bed.''What do you suppose to do now?''asked him while their lips tried to reach each other.

''I like you even when you do the hard one.''he grinned and kissed him.

''Oh Godam it Stan!Don't say it!''

''Yes I do!You know me.When I want something...''he pushed Kyle on the left ''...I get it.''said straddling quickly his hips.

''You're such a bastard'' Kyle's fingers run through Stan's black hair.He smiled ''And I love it.''