Is this the wrong story? (a Kurt x JD story.)

We're Faggots.

                                   {Kurt}

Hello, I'm Kurt Ke— you know what? Lemme cut the shit. I've been writhing in my bed giggling. See, this guy that just beat me up almost 2 days ago just started dating me and, I know I shouldn't be because I'm almost as straight as an arrow, but I'm so happy. I'm not a fag. Not like that Jason Dean. Shit there's now a stupid smile on my face. Why do I have to be so damn giddy? Now that I'm...pretty sure I might be attracted to men I should get...stuff. I dunno. Never done this before. Well, it's currently 7:20-ish. Guess I better get to School. Well, I'm there. I'm just...walking around. Apparently Heather Chandler is dead. Which is...unfortunate for her. Now there's some memorial that's going to happen and some school off. Score. I hunt down Ram, once I find him, he immediately gets to asking me questions in his usual manner. Same as mine, lolz.

"Yo Kurt, what happened to you last night? Where'd ya go?"

"Man, I gots somethin' to tell you." I pull him into somewhere not many people are.

"Uhh, what is it, bro."

I swallow, ready for homophobia.

"I uhh...I got with that freak who beat us up yesterday."

"You- what?"

"We kissed, and now we might be...together...?" I say, very timidly.

"Heh, KURT'S A LIL' FAG BOY. KURT'S A...YEAH!! hhahah."

I shut him up immediately "I'm serious here, man. I'm just trying out men."

"Haha, You're good, bro. I gots you."

I wasn't expecting that. But whatever. Blah blah blah some speeches about Heather and I'm out of the school. I figure I could walk home, but also...I could go see Jason Dickface. But uhh, I don't know where his house is. Luckily I spot him on his motorbike and follow him in my car. Once I make sure the coast is clear, I spook him with a

"Hey, man." In my hot voice.

"Wahh!" He yelps. That was pretty cute.

"Oh, hey uhhh...the gay one." He says

I enter a fit "I- I'm not gay! Just...experimenting."

"Oh, yeah?" He says, as he steps closer to me. What is he planning?
I clench my fists, ready for a round two. I raise them but suddenly he—

"Hmm~"

He kisses me. Uhh, shit this one is hot. I forget we're on his driveway and think about taking it further but all of a sudden we hear his front door open. He pushes me away, far away. He's strong. I wipe the blush off my face and look towards the door. It's...his father...? I don't see the resemblance but whatever. He addresses him as such and they talk...weirdly actually. Like they swap roles randomly. His father points towards me, and I feel weird.

"Well, son? You 'gonna introduce me?"

"Ahh, well pops, This is Kurt."

"But is he your friend or—" I hear his father faintly whisper to him. I don't hear what he says but his father looks at me and smiles. His father then takes a drink, I had no idea he had that in his hand the whole time. His father then says something like "Be safe" or something. I'm too busy not thinking. Anyways, His father leaves and JDick is now staring at me. I don't know what he's thinking but it can't be good.

"So, wanna come inside? Or why are you here?" Okay I stand corrected. Idk if he's planning something or not but whatever. I come inside his house, We go to his room. It's different than mine. Less...sex ready? Not sure how to describe this. I like this feeling though. I like him. We talk. Like actually talk. I feel like he's a good person. We exchange our life stories. His is...something. Mine is...also something. Word after word, we get closer together. Eventually we're kissing. I like this. I look outside and it's dark. But I don't want to leave. He asks me to stay. He asks me to be with him. I don't ever want to leave this. We get in his bed together, snuggling, cuddling, hugging, as we fall asleep together. I dream about...something. I don't know what this is but it's...comforting? I'm such a faggot for him.

No.

We're Faggots.