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Partying Like A Rockstar	By : GhettoKenny Category: +S through Z > South Park Views: 5495 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own South Park. I'm borrowing its characters for entertainment only - this means I don't make any profit or money from it. If I owned it Creek would be made cannon.

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Party Like A Rockstar
Craig.
The fact that I don’t remember how I got into the bathroom worries me a lot. The fact that I’m in a big bubble bath with seven other people, who happen to be some of my best friends, all of whom are in nothing but their underwear doesn’t actually worry me much but it does a bit. The fact that I’ve just made out with Gregory worries me a little. The fact that this is all getting a bit dirty doesn’t worry me at all, though it probably should.

You know what else worries me though, more than anything else? The fact that someone’s underwear just got chucked out of the bathtub, and I think they were Tweeks. He isn’t freaking out though and considering I just snogged someone else I’d have no right to get mad.

I look over the mound of bubbles, wondering vaguely how much of the bubblebath got used up, and Tweek is on Kennys lap. Yeah, they had to have been Tweeks pants.

I’m not wholly sure how to feel about that but then Gregorys hand is on my chin pulling me backwards so I lean back on his chest and tilt my head back until I’m looking at him.

“I’m squashed and it’s slimy in here, back to the shower?” Gregory suggests. I’m not sure why he’s asking me and not his boyfriend but I don’t argue and as I get up to get out of the bath I realise exactly why he asked me not his boyfriend. His boyfriend is kissing Kyle.

I make my way back to the shower unsteadily, musing over the fact that Gregory is right, I feel slimy from the bath. Then I figure out why. In the most ungraceful way possible of course. I trip over the empty bottle of bubbles and end up on my hands and knees giggling like a tit.

“Careful,” Gregory sighs hauling me back to my feet. He’s really, really pretty, I notice as I look up at him, like uber pretty.

“You’re pretty,” I tell him as he bundles me into the shower and against the wall so that I stop depending on him to keep me standing.

“I know,” he replies with an amused smirk.

“Good,” I say with a laugh. The unfinished bottle of Vodka is in here along with a few pairs of jeans, some t-shirts and an unopened bottle of Jack D. which I’m sure was probably my second one because I remember having two. “If you told me you weren’t I’d have died,”

“If people like me went around saying they aren’t good looking then all the people uglier would be made to feel like trolls,” He explains turning the shower back on. “Can you handle really hot water?”

“Yeah, scalding,” I reply laughing at how self-assured he is. I try to be like that, but I’m not, really I’m the guy who says ‘I know I look good’ but still spend hours in front of the mirror picking out flaws.

“Good,” he says and lets the water run really, really hot. Like him. God so I’m with Tweek, I crushed on Kenny like forever and now I think I’m having a thing for Gregory.

“Fucking sexy blondes.” Whoops, didn’t mean to say that outloud.

“I can’t help it, I was born like this,” Gregory tells me with a smirk pushing me against the wall and kissing me. Then sticking his tongue down my throat whilst stroking my thigh. Damn.
I am not normally the submissive type and with Tweek if I were we probably wouldn’t get any. But my God. Gregory really knows what he’s doing so I let him carry on, well that and the fact he’s bigger than me and even if I tried to dominate him I wouldn’t have a chance in hell.

His hand is on my crotch now and even though I fight it I let out a moan, I only fight it because I’m so not used to being the one pinned on the wall moaning like a bitch. Gregory unglues his mouth from mine and he has a satisfied smirk on his face which would be annoyed at if it weren’t so fucking sexy. He’s still got his hand between my legs. And then he leans forward, he better not be going for my neck because Goddamnit I melt when people do things to my neck.

“It’s pointless to fight it,” he whispers seductively and I know damn well that he’s right and of course now he’s realised I’m trying not to submit so easily I’ve made it a challenge. Oops.

Then he goes for my neck and yes, I do moan like a bitch, I can’t fucking help it because by some instinct that I wish I fucking had he’s homed in on the best way to turn me into putty.

If I wasn’t sure that I couldn’t win this one before I fucking am now so instead of fighting it I obey and just let him do what he wants. Besides my hands are free to grope him this way and I must admit he has one fine ass and that yeah it’s damn good to grab. I ignore the fact that I have the urge to grab something else of his
Because I’m pretty sure that he isn’t done with me just yet and if I do I’ll just get my hand slapped away.
The next thing I know his hand has moved and both his arms are around me hoisting me up so I do the only thing I can and wrap my legs around him. I’m not sure how he manages to support me like that because he doesn’t look like he should be able to. Not that he hasn’t got muscles but they’re not like lifting muscles, they’re the athletic kind.

Anyway, there are more important things to concentrate on, such as the fact that he’s just as hard as me now, which pleases me because well… frankly I’d hate if he had me this turned on and wasn’t at least a little himself.
Theres a crash from outside the shower and I look over to see Stan stumble out of the bath and towards the bathroom. He’ll probably be sick, Stan is always sick when he gets drunk. I expect Kyle to follow him but instead Christophe does, leaving Kyle behind. Gregory smirks at this and it amuses me how he has me, around his waist and yet he’s still pleased that Christophe has left Kyle.

“Do you wanna go back to your boyfriend now?” I ask with an amused smirk.

“No,” Gregory snorts, “But I am going to invite him in here when he comes back,”

“You’re willing to share?” I ask laughing, I don’t know how he’s managed to hold me here for so long, he’s fucking lucky I have strong thighs though so his arms aren’t taking all of my weight.

“He’s a great shag don’t worry,” Gregory replies with a wink.

“Okay,” I say with a shrug leaning back down to kiss him again which only breaks off when the bathroom door opens and closes again.

“Oi Frenchie, get in here,” Gregory says as Christophe re-emerges in the bathroom.
Christophe opens the shower door as Gregory lets me down. My legs are really unsteady though so I don’t move from the wall, I don’t dare move from the wall, if I do I’ll fall over.

“Oh come on, you wanted him earlier,” Gregory says as the French boy raises an eyebrow. “Besides,” Gregory adds in a silky tone, “I know how to share,”

Christophe looks at me and I smirk and shug. Gregory steps back and beckons the boy with a finger. Christophe seems to deliberate it for a moment and then he gets in with a muttered “Turn ze ‘eat down,”
Gregory chuckles but turns the shower dial so the water is a bit cooler. Then he grabs Christophe and starts kissing his neck whilst making the same gesture at me as he did to get the French boy into the shower.

“Get his neck,” Gregory tells me quietly and damnit I haven’t a clue whether he just has power over me for some inexplicable reason or whether it’s the alcohol making me submissive but I do as he says. I’m glad I did though because with me kissing his neck from the back on one side and Gregory biting it from the front on the other we have caused the one person who I thought would so not submit to this kind of thing totally and utterly submissive.
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