THIS is fun to write. I don't have to have a plot, a pairing, I do not have to write denial of feelings. (Before anyone asks, in my mind, they are in one of those old club room places, where all the nerds used to hang out.)
Warnings: Talk about many things that are sexual, sexual undertones and cursing.
Ages: 18 all.
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Kyle's POV.

"Okay. I can start," I say.

"Like we ask you?" Kenny asks.

"Yeah, I guess," I say.

"Truth or dare?" Kenny asks.

"Lets go with the pussy option," I say.

"Oh shit. Did all of you write yours in?" Kenny asks, pointing at the newcomers.

"Yeah," Clyde says.

"Okay. What do you not want to tell us?" Kenny asks.

"Hm. Quite a lot of things. Maybe something about the job I have. How about my asshat of a boss and his very homophobic comments?" I ask.

"Kenny. Lets go this way," I say.

"Since you did the pussy option, I'll be daring," Kenny says.

"Kiss the guy that has the same eye color. You can tell this was meant for you or Stan or even Leo," I say.

Kenny kisses Craig.

"We are getting gay already," Wendy says.

"Wendy," Kenny says.

"What?" Wendy asks.

"I said your name, meaning I asked you," Kenny says.

"Oooh. Dare," she says.

"You get the good one. Decide two people that have to kiss," Kenny says.

"I'll get a bottle, there is no reason in me doing it like that," Wendy says.

She comes back with a bottle and spins it. First it goes on Nichole, then Bebe.

"Oh, gay already," Kenny says, pretending to be Wendy.

"Look. It has never gone so gay so quick," Wendy says.

"Th-The gayness in this room is catching up to the game," I say, laughing at my shitty joke.

Nichole and Bebe kiss.

"Craig," Wendy says.

He sighs.

"Fuck it! Dare!" He says.

"Kissing the person to your left," Wendy says.

"Has everyone just put kissing there?" Red asks.

Clyde rolls his eyes and kisses Craig.

"There. Not so fucking hard," he says.

"Stan," Craig says.

"Dare!" He says.

Craig looks away from the paper.

"And here we have a paper someone that has guts has to read," Token says.

I take the paper.

"Recreate your orgasm," I say.

"So I have to find mayonnaise real quick," Stan says.

"No no no! Just face and noises," I say.

"Fucks sake," Stan whispers.

"Ain't nobody judging," I say.

"Most of us have seen it a couple of too many times," Kenny says.

Stan takes a deep breath before starting to make, surprising accurate, noises. His face, however, looks amazing. Lots of double chins.

"How is your noise so accurate?" Token asks.

"My party trick is literally being able to almost any noise after I've heard it enough times," Stan says.

"Nobody is gonna talk about his beautiful face?" I ask.

"Look, I think I look really fucking ugly when I come. How many of you think you look handsome or pretty or whatever?" Stan asks.

Nobody rises their hand.

"Red," Stan says.

"Truth. Holy fuck those dares are disturbing," Red says.

"What's the kinkiest thing you've done?" Stan asks.

"It's not kinky. A bit of a backstory to everyone but the girls. We were on an all girls camp and some of the not straight girls decided to play strip poker, so, I wouldn't call it KINKY but it's the most sexual thing by far," Red says.

"Nichole," Red says.

"Dare. But if I have to strip again, I will fucking die," Nichole says.

"Oh look, it's the most unoriginal one so far. Make out with the person you last sexually thought of," Red says.

I laugh but soon Nichole comes up to me and we obviously start making out.

"Kyle's luck is back!" Kenny says.

"Dude, I'm gonna have something, some kind of mouth infection. I've kissed more people than I kissed when I was 14," I say.

"Bebe," Nichole says.

"Fuck it! Dare," she says.

"Oh look, another unoriginal one. Kiss the person you'd like to be better friends with," Nichole says.

Bebe thinks for a moment before going in for a kiss with Jimmy.

"The start of a beautiful friendship, a kiss," I say.

"Shut up. Tweek," Bebe says.

"I'm gonna *gah* try to go with the rest," Tweek says.

"Okay. Kiss someone blonde," Bebe says.

Tweek kisses his own hand before rolling his eyes. He gets to Kenny and kisses him.

"Maybe the Kyle luck is getting to me too," Kenny says.

"Lets all share my luck," I say.

"Kyle," Tweek says.

"Dare. Lets hop on this crazy train," I say.

"I'll help you," Craig tells Tweek.

"Thanks," Tweek says.

"Hey, no kissing. Play us a song in your YouTube history at random," Craig says.

I put on 'Crush song', smiling. There are a couple of laughs around but soon it ends.

"Kenny," I say.

"I hate you. Dare," Kenny says.

"Kiss a guy that dislikes you," I say.

He kisses Craig.

"Token," he says.

"Dare," Token says.

"Make out with a friend you haven't made out with," Kenny says.

Token goes and makes out with Craig.

"Kyle," Token says.

"Thank you, Dude," Kenny says.

"Dare. I can have the most sexual thing, I do not give a fuck," I say.

"Do something slightly suggestive for five turns (a different thing every turn)," Token says.

"Kenny. Why the fuck did you write that?" I ask.

I take my shirt off, staring Kenny in the eye.

"Kenny," I say.

"Dare," he says.

"Oh fuck off, I don't need this to happen," I say.

Stan takes the paper.

"So have at it. Have a minute of fun with the person of your choice," Stan says.

"Who do I have to kiss?" Kenny asks.

"Your choice," Stan says.

"No. Who wrote that?" Kenny asks.

Stan slowly raises his hand.

"I'm choosing Kyle for this but thank you," Kenny says.

He kisses him.

"Lets go," Kenny says.

"And I have to be shirtless. Oh my fucking God," I say.

He gets over to me and kisses me, wasting no time doing anything. I, my best, try to keep any kind of noises in.

"Done," Stan says.

Kenny gets off.

"Can I say that was my suggestive thing for this round?" I ask.

"No," Kenny says.

"Oh help my soul," I say.

I get an idea.

"Can I use help?" I ask.

"I guess," Stan says.

I smirk.

"I'll just get it over with," I say.

I take a deep breath.

"Choke me, daddy~," I say.

Almost the whole room goes stiff at how convincing it was.

"Stan," Kenny says.

"Dare," Stan says.

"Good old make out with a friend," Kenny says.

"Again, I'm sorry dude," he says.

"I don't mind," I say.

We start making out mid room.

"Enough," Kenny says.

I sigh.

"Well, I have something to do. Haven't I?" I ask.

I take a hold of the pole that is on the stairs. Seems slippery enough.

"Can you actually-?" Bebe asks.

"Yup," I say.

I take a hold of it.

"If I remembered how," I whisper.

I climb up the pole before doing something that definitely is not a move and getting down.

"I love all my fans," I say, jokingly.

I sit back on the floor.

"Oh shit, yeah, Clyde," Stan says.

"Dare. But at this point this game is 'what will Kyle do next' not truth or dare," Clyde says.

"Oh, original. Make out with someone," Stan says.

He chooses Bebe.

"And then we have Kyle doing something suggestive," Token says.

"I literally sound like a performer, when you say it like that," I say.

I smirk.

"Be right back," I say.

I go to find the leftovers of water from the first dares and get it in.

"Wait. Really?" Stan asks.

"Leo. Wanna pour it?" I ask.

Leo takes the bucket and first does a little. I moan out at it.

"Shit," I say.

"You ready?" Leo asks.

"Give it here," I say.

The whole bucket full of water goes on me.

"Ah~ that hurt," I say, breathing heavy.

"You keep one upping yourself," Token says.

"Okay. Last one. Kyle," Clyde says.

"Fuck you. Dare," I say.

"And we have the make out session," Clyde says.

I take Leo by the hand and get to it with him.

"And then there is the finish number," I say.

I laugh.

"I'll literally call this being the weirdest person ever but, Kenny, payback, bitch. Get up," I say.

"Okay?" He asks.

I push him against the wall.

"Isn't it nice to be a part of the finale?" I ask.

I kiss him before he has the time to answer. He is completely stunned as to what the fuck I'm doing here. I let go.

"Is that enough or do we need a second one?" I ask.

Before any of them answer, I pull Stan up.

"I'll do it," I say.

I get to the same that I did with Ken, just with Stan this time.

"And there goes your finale," I say.

I put my shirt back on.

"You go way above and beyond," Stan says.

"Didn't like it?" I ask.

"That is not the thing I meant it as," he says.

I wink at him.