JD sat down on the couch, breathing in and out. What did he just do? Why did he just do that? He was fucking in love with Kurt, why would he kill him? And just like that, too?
JD loomed over Kurt's body and pulled the gun out, reaching up inside Kurt. Wait a fucking second, JD thought, there's no damn bullets in Kurt. He's a-fucking-live.
The Slurpee-loving teen murderer leaned down to kiss Kurt, feeling his lips. They were soft. Necrophilia? Nah, there was no bullets, he's alive. He felt Kurt stir under him so he smiled and backed up a bit. "Hello Kurt, it's Daddy."
"What in the fuck, Jason?" Kurt asked, and JD looked down. "Why would you do that? It hurt like Hell, man."
JD thought about it for a few seconds, and then turned back to Kurt. "Coz Daddy loves you." He said, before jumping onto Kurt and kissing him hard. JD realised Kurt was still naked and decided he would fuck him yet again. He started thrusting in and out and Kurt smiled.
But oh shit, bitch, Ram was outside. Ram walked in and saw JD fucking Kurt's brains out basically. "JD, is this what you meant when you said freeze your brain? Because you're fucking Kurt's brains out with your one-inch dick that's probably cold because you fuck Slurpees."
"Bitch," JD said, pulling out of Kurt, "you wanna fucking go? Suck my dick."
"Gladly." Ram said, getting down on his knees and sucking JD's dick. Kurt was not happy, so he decided to go underneath them and pull Ram's pants off, fucking himself with Ram's dick. When they all finished, they sat there, thinking what the fuck.
They've gotta all date each other now. Polyamorous bitches.