Teach Me Bad - 6. Wed: Trent

Trent sat outside the library with his window down. He leaned his elbow on the sill while he drummed his fingers. It was five minutes past nine and he was wired.

He’d stayed home with Mitch the night before, drinking and listening to him complain about Audrey. He’d kept his mouth shut for the most part. Sure, he’d had his fair share of beer, but he’d refrained from commenting on his best friend’s woes.

In the matter of a week, Trent had totally changed his mind about nerdy Koreans. They were generally quiet, loyal, and incredibly eager to please. He understood now why Mitch wanted to hang onto his pet-girlfriend.

It had been a subdued night. Nobody had gone out or gotten laid. Lucas and Vince had studied together in the kitchen while Trent and Mitch drank in the next room. Trent had gone to bed early – for him anyway – and had laid up most of the night thinking about his butt plug idea. He’d gotten up this morning with a stiff dick and an incredible desire to nut.

The damned sex shop wasn’t open until ten, though. So they had some time to kill.

Trent checked the time on the dash. “Damnit, Kayden…” Another two minutes had passed, and he sighed impatiently and drummed his fingers again.

He was starting to lose his patience when Kayden appeared at the top of the hill in his customary baggy sweatshirt and jeans. His hair was artfully styled again, and Trent admired the boy as he shuffled down the hill, shy and hesitant looking. Trent was going to work hard on stretching his asshole today. He was thinking more and more about fucking him and he wanted to be prepared for the big event.

Kayden met his eyes through the windshield as he crossed in front of the truck. His cheeks went pink, his eyelashes fluttered, and Trent’s dick jumped with excitement. He loved the way Kayden looked at him.

Kayden opened the door and climbed up. “Hi Trent,” he said sweetly.

Trent leaned across the armrest and kissed him heatedly. Kayden gave into the kiss immediately and swayed into him, his eyes fluttering shut with a delicious groan, and then Trent pulled back. “What took you so long,” he growled.

“I-I’m sorry!” Kayden stuttered; his eyes glazed with helpless desire. “Audrey f-figured out what was going on and tried to stop me.”

Trent curled his lip. “When is she going to get her own life?”

“S-she’s talking about going on that date this weekend. With the new guy.”

“Shit.” Trent vaguely remembered Kayden mentioning a guy in his writing class. “She’s already on the rebound?”

Kayden shrugged.

“Damn.” Trent felt bad for Mitch. He made a mental note to warn him, but he had more important things on his agenda today. He shifted the truck into reverse, then looked to his tiny passenger. “Are you hungry?”

“Yes,” Kayden said shyly. “I didn’t eat because you said we were going to breakfast.”

“Good.” Trent backed out of the space and drove to the exit. “I know a place in Palo Alto.”

Kayden buckled his seatbelt, then gazed back at him trustingly.

“Me and the guys go there for lunch sometimes.” Trent made a right out of the lot and coasted down Campus Drive. “They’ve got amazing food.”

“It sounds nice,” Kayden said in a soft voice. “Anywhere you want to go is alright with me.”

A slow smile stretched across Trent’s face as he took the roundabout to Serra Street. He didn’t say it, but he was pleased with Kayden’s response. He was really getting used to having him around.

“Audrey’s right though,” Kayden murmured, and Trent glanced his way. “I’m going to fall behind if I keep missing class.”

“I miss class all the time,” Trent said easily. “Nobody cares. Not even the teachers. As long as you can pass the test, you’ll get the grade.”

Kayden fidgeted with his sleeves. “But how will I pass the test if I don’t know the material?”

“Don’t you do the readings?”

“Yeah, but that’s only one part of class,” Kayden said adamantly. “Material from the homework and the lectures comes up on exams, too.”

“I hate going to class,” Trent said darkly. “I’ve been skipping since middle school. I haven’t gone a week straight without skipping at least once.”

Kayden gaped at him in horror. “This is the first time I’ve ever skipped.”

“I’m not surprised,” Trent laughed. “In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if this was the first time you’ve been away from your family, too.”

Kayden’s eyes widened.

“Christ, this is your first time isn’t it?”

“I’m away from my family when I’m at school,” Kayden said confidently, and Trent laughed even harder.

“That doesn’t fucking count!”

“Fine then!” Kayden cried, his little face reddening like a tomato. “I’ve never been away from my family. I’ve never skipped class. And I have no life! I’m not allowed!”

Trent stopped laughing as he turned onto Park Boulevard. “Your dad controls your life, right?”

“Yes,” Kayden snapped.

“I can relate.” Trent’s knuckles went white on the steering wheel. “My stepdad’s been trying for years to control me.”

“Well, my dad’s been thoroughly successful,” Kayden grumbled.

“Yeah.” Trent snorted. “And mine’s been beating me in secret because he isn’t. Not in the parenting department, anyway.”

Kayden’s anger fell away. “He’s…beating you?”

“Well, not since I moved to the penthouse,” Trent said bitterly. “I was in my last year of high school when I did it. He wrestled me to the ground for my credit card and screamed up and down that he’d cut me off and stop paying for the penthouse, but I didn’t listen to him. I packed a bag and drove to L.A.”

Kayden blinked in amazement.

“But he was just being dramatic to make me stay,” Trent said with an eye roll. “He didn’t cut me off. And mom convinced him to give me my credit card back. You know, so I could buy food and survive.”

“Oh. Yeah.”

“Anyway, I haven’t been close enough for that fucker to touch me in years. He pays for everything though, so I have to be respectful and call him dad.”

“Wow. That’s…” Kayden’s eyes roamed up to the scar on Trent’s right brow. “Did he give you that?”

“No.” Trent gnashed his teeth. “And if you really need to know, my real dad did that.” He jerked a thumb at the scar. “Chase wanted to have it surgically repaired, but I saw what happened to my mom when she went under the knife. I won’t let them touch my goddamn face.”

Kayden gazed at him in shock as they pulled into the parking lot of Joanie’s Café.

“We’re here,” Trent grunted, and Kayden blinked rapidly a few times, then looked out the window. The café was a small building with red awnings and a patio for outdoor seating. The parking lot was nearly full, and the patio crowded with patrons. Trent found a spot to park by the street and shut off the engine. “Let’s get a table inside so we don’t have to sit in the open.” He slid out of the truck and waited for Kayden to catch up. He didn’t want him to trip and fall like he so often did.

Kayden caught up and gazed adoringly at Trent as they walked across the lot and entered the restaurant. It was busy inside and filled with the sounds of multiple conversations. The waitress, a young girl with a dark ponytail, was sorting through menus in the lobby but looked up when they approached.

“Table for two?”

“In the back where it’s quiet,” Trent insisted. “We’re having a private conversation.”

The waitress’s smile faltered, but she checked the seating chart. “There’s a two-seater by the kitchen.”

“That doesn’t sound very quiet,” Trent sneered.

“I have a four-seater in the opposite corner.”

Trent smiled.

The waitress took two menus from her stack, then set the rest aside. “Come with me.” She led them into the last aisle where a young couple finished breakfast, three nicely dressed women chatted over coffee, and an old man read a newspaper. The back corner of the room was delightfully low key, and the waitress set their menus on the empty table against the wall. “Have a nice meal,” she said, then slid around Trent to return to her menu sorting.

Kayden sat and perused the menu. “The French toast sounds good.”

Trent took the seat across from him. “My friend Vince says it’s the bomb.”

Kayden looked at him over the menu. “Really?”

“I’ve never tried it,” Trent said dismissively. “I don’t eat breakfast.”

“Oh.”

Another waitress appeared, an older woman with wide hips and curly red hair. “Good morning, boys. I’m Gloria. What can I get you to drink?”

“Coffee. Black,” Trent said immediately.

“Orange juice, please?” Kayden said hesitantly and Trent smiled at him.

“I think he’s ready to order, Gloria.”

Gloria turned to Kayden with an eyebrow raised.

“I-I-I guess I wanted the French toast with wild b-berries.”

Gloria took a notepad from her apron and jotted down his order. “And for you?” she asked Trent.

“Nothing for me.” Trent leaned back in his seat and crossed his leg over his knee. “Just the coffee.”

Gloria took their menus. “I’ll be back with your drinks,” she said, then scurried away.

The moment they were alone, Trent leaned over the table. “So, does your dad ever hit you?”

“No!” Kayden gasped. “He’s strict and controlling, but he never lays a hand on me.”

“I didn’t think so,” Trent grumbled. “You and your brother are especially fragile looking.”

Kayden glared at him.

“Sorry to offend you,” Trent snorted. “But most eighteen-year-olds aren’t getting their emails forwarded to their dads. Both of you are fragile little pussies.”

“I don’t have a choice!” Kayden whined. “I understand it’s not normal, but it’s something my parents do, because it’s something their parents did back in the old country.”

“That’s bullshit.” Trent sneered. “Chase spies on me too, but not because of family tradition. He does it because he’s a coward.”

Kayden blinked in confusion. “My dad’s doing it because he wants the best for me and my brother.”

“Your dad wants you to become him,” Trent snapped. “He doesn’t care about what’s best for you and about the things you want.”

Kayden sighed and folded his hands in front of him. “I know.”

Trent studied his sweet face in silence.

“I feel like a slave sometimes,” Kayden said in a little voice. “I never have a choice about what I do or where I go. My dad owns me.”

“When Chase met my mom, we were living in a hole in the wall and scrounging for food money,” Trent said bitterly. “He plucked us out of poverty, and he owns us because of it. We’ve been bowing to his will ever since.” Gloria arrived with the coffee and orange juice and he fell quiet as she set their beverages on the table. When she left, he pulled his coffee in front of him and started up again. “I was pretty helpless when I was a kid. I couldn’t fight back. But now that I can, Chase’s famous and he’s got paparazzi following him around. So, when he backhands me in private over some stupid argument, I can’t hit him back. I have to hide the bruises and pretend it never happened.”

“I’m glad my dad doesn’t hit me,” Kayden said quietly. “But he never even considered giving me a credit card. Or a truck. And he certainly wouldn’t let me live on my own in a huge mansion.”

“What are you saying?” Trent scowled at him. “You think I had a cozy rich-kid life, don’t you?”

“I-I didn’t—"

“Maybe I’ve had a couple more advantages than your average kid.” Trent sat back with a huff. “But that doesn’t mean I haven’t had a hard life. Or that I haven’t been abused for most of it.”

“I’m sorry,” Kayden said quickly. “And I didn’t say y-you had an easy life. That’s not w-what I meant.”

“Yeah, well, I don’t talk about it much because most people don’t believe me,” Trent said bitterly. “They think I’m making shit up.”

“I don’t think that.”

Trent took a cautious sip of his coffee. “I don’t even know why I’m telling you.”

“Maybe we’re…” Kayden fluttered his eyelashes, then looked away shyly.

“Maybe we’re what?”

Kayden’s cheeks turned red. “Maybe it’s because we’re g-getting serious.”

“You mean, like a relationship?” Trent laughed.

Kayden nodded.

“I hate to break it to you, but I don’t do relationships,” Trent said easily, and Kayden’s face fell.

“Why not?”

“Because being single is a lot more fun,” Trent said. “Relationships suck. I don’t want all the lies and broken commitments.”

Kayden’s expression got moony. “That’s not what relationships are about.”

“And how would you know?” Trent sneered.

Kayden bit his lip. “I’m talking a-about real romance—”

“Like something from a movie?” Trent talked over him. “Movies aren’t real life, Kayden.”

“One order of French Toast with wild berries,” Gloria said as she appeared in the aisle with a plate of syrupy toast topped with strawberries.

“T-thank you,” Kayden said, his eyes getting huge as the plate was set in front of him. “Wow. That looks really sweet.”

“It sure is.” Gloria beamed. “Let me know if I can get you anything else.”

“Okay,” Kayden said. “But I think I’m good for now.” And Gloria gave him a fond smile, then swept away and back to her work. “Woah. I don’t know if I can handle all this syrup.”

Trent sipped his coffee. “It’s the only thing Vince ever gets.”

Kayden cautiously sampled the French toast. “It’s good.” He smiled faintly.

“I forgot to ask.” Trent watched him take another bite. “How did everything go with your dad last night? Did he read your email?”

“Yes,” Kayden whispered.

“And?”

“I told him I was thinking about asking Audrey to marry me,” he said awkwardly. “But when that fell flat, I told him you were a celebrity and that Ethan’s jealous I’m teaching you.”

“I’m not a goddamn celebrity.” Trent snorted with amusement. “Talk about being controlled. They’re the most miserable people on the planet.”

“I told him anything I could think of to keep from telling the truth.” Kayden cut his breakfast into little bites and pecked at the toast around the edges. “I told him I’m a better teacher than Ethan, too…. I must have sounded ridiculous.”

“You’ll get better at lying if you keep doing it,” Trent said casually.

Kayden made a face. “Lying is bad.”

“When I’m a sports agent, I’ll have to lie all the time,” Trent drawled. “I’ll make the deals and bring in tons of money, and I’m going to be in control. That’s the most important part.”

“I don’t know what I want to be yet,” Kayden muttered. “But I know it isn’t a doctor.”

Trent nodded. “I wouldn’t want to be a doctor either.”

Kayden tried a few more bites, then popped a strawberry into his mouth. “I think I’m done,” he said, pushing his plate away.

Trent checked the time on his phone. “Good timing. The sex shop opens in ten minutes.”

“Why are we going to a s-sex shop?” Kayden asked.

“Because I want to get some toys to play with,” Trent said. “I’m guessing you’ve never been in a sex shop?”

Kayden gave him a blank look in return.

“I didn’t think so.” Trent chuckled. “You’re so sweet and innocent it makes my teeth hurt. Like that French toast there.” He nodded at the half-eaten breakfast plate.

Gloria popped up again. “No rush, but here’s the check.” She placed a paper bill on the edge.

“Thanks for being so prompt, Gloria.” Trent set his credit card on top. “I’m planning on leaving you a generous tip.”

Gloria was flattered. “Oh. Thank you!” She took Trent’s card, then turned to Kayden and gestured to the toast. “Are you done, sweetheart?”

“Yes,” Kayden murmured, and the waitress relieved him of his plate.

“I’ll be right back with your card, sir,” Gloria said with a smile, then disappeared down the aisle. Trent watched her go over Kayden’s shoulder. Further down the aisle, the young couple from earlier was gone, replaced with a group of rowdy boys. The old man was still reading his paper, but the women were getting ready to go, as well.

“What about the meeting with Sarah?” Kayden asked in the quiet. “I’m really nervous.”

“Don’t be.” Trent scowled at him. “I didn’t forget.”

“We should really try to go to algebra,” Kayden said in a little voice. “Maybe if we turn our homework in a-and act like nothing’s different, then Ethan will forgive us.”

“I’m not going to algebra today,” Trent snapped. “That bastard turned us in. He’s not going to forgive us, Kayden.”

“So, we never go back to class?”

“Not today, anyway,” Trent said. “I’m not giving him the pleasure.”

Kayden chewed his lip.

“We’ve got plenty of time to play with your asshole,” Trent laughed. “Don’t worry.”

Gloria returned with the card and the receipt. “Have a nice day, boys.”

Trent signed his name and left Gloria the promised tip. “Come on, Kay.”

Kayden followed him out of the restaurant. It was still just as packed, but the waitresses were skilled with turning their tables. There were lots of new faces.

As they were walking back to the truck, Trent’s phone started buzzing.

“Fuck me.” Trent already knew who it was, but he took the bait. He answered. “Hello?”

“Sounds like your awake,” Lucas said, but he didn’t sound surprised. “Vince texted that he saw you leaving the house this morning. Earlier than he did even.”

“Then why did you call me?” Trent glowered, then hit the unlock button on his keyless remote. He climbed in the truck without waiting for Kayden. “You love wasting my time, don’t you?”

“I was just curious what was going on,” Lucas said vaguely. “What are you up so early for? Are you at school?”

“Nope,” Trent chuckled as Kayden got in beside him, wide-eyed with interest. “I just finished breakfast at Joanie’s.”

“By yourself?”

“I’m with Kayden, dumbass,” Trent said, briefly meeting the little Korean’s curious gaze. Then he started the truck. “And we’re about to go to the sex shop. So what do you want?”

Lucas was speechless.

“Hello?” Trent drawled. “Still there?”

“I’m still here.”

“Well, I wish you weren’t,” Trent said harshly. “I’ve got better things to do than talk to you.”

“Ouch.”

Trent smirked as he backed out of his space. “Is that all you wanted? To see what I’m doing?”

“Are you going to class?”

“Not today,” Trent sang.

“That’s a poor choice,” Lucas said grimly. “With the way your grades stand…”

“I’m going to hang up,” Trent snapped.

“Fine,” Lucas said. “Then hang up.”

Trent pulled the phone away from his ear and did just that.

“Who was that?” Kayden asked.

“Lucas,” Trent grunted, then turned right onto the El Camino Real. They were in a commercial district. Busy stores, banks and restaurants lined the street. “He’s a nerd. He’s been waking me up every morning for class.”

“That’s nice of him,” Kayden said stiffly. “But who is he?”

“Officially, he’s my roommate,” Trent said. “But he’s Mitch’s twin brother and I’ve known him since the nineth grade.”

Kayden blinked. “So, he’s your friend?”

“Yeah.”

“He likes you,” Kayden said uncomfortably. “I could t-tell, even through the phone.”

“Aww, are you jealous?” Trent laughed.

Kayden folded his arms and looked out the window.

Trent smiled at the tiny boy across from him. “You’re cute when you’re mad.”

“Thanks a lot.”

“You don’t need to be, though,” Trent said casually. “Lucas is straight. He fucks girls exclusively.”

“Good for him,” Kayden grumbled. “But that doesn’t mean he d-doesn’t like you.”

Trent snorted.

They drove in silence for a few minutes. Trent turned the music up and rolled his window down so he could rest his elbow on the sill. The shop was nearly fifteen minutes away in Redwood City, but he thought it was worth the drive. There was nowhere closer to get a bunch of sex supplies.

“How many roommates do you have?” Kayden asked suddenly.

“Three,” Trent said. “Mitch, Lucas, and Vince.”

“Have you known Vince since high school, too?”

“No. We met freshman year, when we were all living in the dorms,” Trent murmured. “Any other questions?”

“I’m sorry.” Kayden pressed his lips together. “I’m being nosy.”

Trent laughed. “Hardly.”

Kayden fell quiet again, frowning as he thought, and he looked cute when he was thinking, too. The faces he made, the little noises, his damned clumsiness…it was all incredibly endearing. Trent smiled to himself as he drove his cute passenger to the dirty sex shop.

The place was the last store in a grungy, worn-down strip mall. There was a dollar store, a Chinese restaurant, and a nail salon on the other side of it, and all the establishments seemed kind of questionable. The lot was barren, but Trent parked in the back and turned off the engine.

“It looks scary.” Kayden eyed the shop through the back window. “I don’t want to go in.”

“Well, you have to,” Trent growled. “You’re not sitting out here in the truck.” He took the keys out of the ignition and opened the door. “Come on, Baby-Kay, buck up.”

Kayden whined, but he climbed out of the truck just the same.

There was a plethora of neon signs in the shop’s window. OPEN was the only one Trent cared about though. He took Kayden’s hand and pulled him into the store.

The shop was stuffed with sex items, magazines, and DVDs. They filled the walls top to bottom, and the rows of wire shelving in the middle. There was a skinny guy behind the counter with long, greasy hair in a ponytail. He looked up when they entered the store and smiled slowly. “Could I help you find anything?”

Trent drew Kayden to his side and put an arm around his shoulder. “We need a set of butt plugs.”

Kayden groaned in embarrassment as the cashier thought for a moment.

“I think I’ve got a training set in the back.”

“Perfect,” Trent smiled, and Kayden squirmed against his side as the cashier came around the counter. Trent tugged Kayden after the man. “Let’s see what he’s got.”

“This is embarrassing,” Kayden whispered, and indeed, his cheeks were bright red.

“What’s embarrassing about it? This guy works in a sex shop. Relax.” Trent led Kayden to the back of the store and stopped next to the cashier as he browsed the wall. There were various plugs and other sex objects for sale. Kayden’s eyes focused on a giant rubber dong on display.

“It’s a three-piece set,” the cashier said, pulling down a box with jet black anal plugs, curved at the end, and of various sizes. “They get increasingly bigger as they move from the beginner plug to the pro.” He tapped the largest size on the box. “And they’re curved to stimulate the prostate.”

“That’s exactly what I need.” Trent took the box off his hands. “Thanks.”

“Need any lube?”

Kayden muttered something under his breath and pulled nervously on Trent’s arm, so Trent agreed just to fuck with him. “Sure. What’ve you got?”

The guy led them back to the front of the store. On one of the wire racks, there was a large display of lubricants under a sign Slippery When Wet.

“We’ve got the basic water-based lubes.” The cashier gestured to the top shelf. “Then we’ve got some more kinky blends. The warming and the cooling lubes and the ones that taste like fruit and chocolate.” He pointed to some bottles on the second and third shelves. “We’ve got the desensitizing lubes, as well.” He nodded at the last shelf on the left and Trent scowled. He didn’t want anything like that. He wanted Kayden to feel every moment of his cock in his ass. He reached for one of the strawberry lubes and added it to the plugs. “How about condoms?” the guy asked.

“Don’t need ‘em,” Trent said confidently. “I think that’s all for today.”

The guy nodded and wandered back to the counter.

Trent turned to grab Kayden, only to see he’d moved further down the aisle. He was curious what had caught the virgin’s attention and got closer. Trent stopped behind him and saw Kayden gazing at a set of nipple clamps in total amazement. He smiled wryly. “Do you want to try those?”

“What are they for?” Kayden asked. “They aren’t for your body, are they?”

“They’re nipple clamps,” Trent said, and Kayden touched his chest in sympathy.

“That’s horrible!”

“I’m getting them.” Trent reached over Kayden’s shoulder and took the nipple clamps off the wall.

“Oh nooo…”

Trent took everything to the counter and laid it out. The greasy guy rang up his purchases and put them in a nondescript, black bag and Trent handed over his credit card before the guy could read off the total. He didn’t care what it cost. Chase would get the bill and he’d probably laugh when he saw where it’d come from. Trent had been here before, for different reasons. It wasn’t a big deal.

“Thanks for coming in,” the guy handed Trent’s card back with a receipt. “Have an amazing day.”

“You too.” Trent curled his lip in a facsimile of a smile. “Come on, Kayden.” He took the boy’s hand and led him out of the store. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” he asked as they started across the empty lot. “You did pretty good in there. You were red in the face, but you weren’t terribly obvious.”

“That guy stared at me the whole time,” Kayden whispered. “It was creepy.”

“He’s probably wondering if I’m using the butt plugs or you.” Trent dropped Kayden’s hand as they reached the truck and opened the doors. “That was a joke,” he said firmly. “You’re the only one who’s wearing the plugs.” He climbed in and tossed the bag in the back.

Kayden scrambled into the passenger seat and looked curiously over his shoulder. “Can I see them?”

“Go ahead.” Trent started the truck and backed out of his space. “You’ll see ‘em soon enough.”

Kayden carefully picked up the bag and looked inside. His eyes widened and, slowly, he set the bag in the backseat again.

“You’re so damned innocent.” Trent snorted. “It’s so adorable.”

Kayden dropped his head in embarrassment. “Thanks, I guess.”

Trent smiled and took off down the street. They were heading straight back to the house and hopping into bed. Trent’s dick was chubby along his thigh with anticipation. He’d taken care of himself in the shower earlier that morning, but it had been nothing but a drop in the bucket. He was incredibly horny.

Kayden checked his new phone and sent a few messages while they drove down the El Camino. He was nervous. His hands were balled in the ends of his sleeves and he kept shaking his hair into his face, but it didn’t help. Trent could see everything. His sweet, rounded cheeks, his plump, pink lips, his dark, angular eyes…

Trent cleared his throat. “Who are you texting?”

“Audrey,” Kayden sighed. “She’s sitting in class right now, lecturing me about skipping.”

Trent chuckled. “You said she tried to stop you?”

“She stood in front of me and blocked my path for almost five minutes,” Kayden said much to Trent’s amusement. “She was red in the face, reading me the riot act.”

“Did it convince you?”

“Obviously not,” Kayden moaned. “I’m here, aren’t I?”

“I don’t know why she’s wasting her time,” Trent sneered. “We’re both adults. We can do whatever the hell we want.”

“Maybe you can, but not me,” Kayden said softly. “My dad’s going to be calling the advisor after our meeting today, to check up on me. I don’t know what I’m going to say to him.”

“You worry too much.” Trent rolled his eyes. “Tell him to fuck off.”

Kayden’s face paled. “He’d immediately kick me out of the house if I said something like that.”

“I’d move out and get my own place if I were you,” Trent said. “You’ll never be your own person until you’re able to get out from under his thumb.”

Kayden put his phone down and looked out the window. “I don’t know if I could ever do something like that.”

“I did,” Trent said boldly. “Of course, I had my stepdad’s money to help me get by…”

Kayden jumped as his phone buzzed in his lap. He glanced at the screen. “There’s a new message in Blackboard. For algebra.”

Trent pressed his lips together. “What’s it say?”

Kayden tapped into the classroom app and paused to read the text. “Oh no.”

“What now?”

“There’s a quiz on Friday,” Kayden whined. “Today’s a review day.”

“That’s good right? We aren’t missing anything new.”

“You’ve copied my homework twice.” Kayden glared at him. “Are you ready for this?”

Trent laughed. “Of course I’m not.”

“That’s not good.” Kayden shook his head. “We have to do some sort of review session today.”

“I hate studying.” Trent swerved around a lazy sedan in the left lane and sped up. “But if you can review with a plug up your ass, then have at it.”

Kayden blushed profusely and looked out the window again. “I-I guess I’ll have to try.”

Trent scowled. He didn’t want to fucking review. He turned up the music and ignored Kayden for the rest of the ride.

When they got back to the house, Trent was relieved to see an empty driveway. Everyone was gone. Even Mitch had dragged himself out of bed. Trent imagined the blond in the back of Intro to Conflict with a sour look on his face. Trent might have felt bad for skipping and abandoning him in lecture if he hadn’t known Mitch’s only reason for going was to see Audrey. He was still blocked on her phone and catching her outside class was the only way he had to talk to her.

Trent parked in front of the garage and shut off the engine. “Leave your bag,” he said when Kayden shouldered his pack and started to get out.

“I need to bring it,” he said, wide-eyed. “So we can try to review for the quiz. Remember?”

Trent frowned. Of course he remembered. But he didn’t usually let his “visitors” bring their stuff in the house. That was another way girls conned themselves back for seconds. Leaving their shit behind so they had to come back for it. “Alright,” he said grudgingly. “But we aren’t doing any homework until you’ve made me come at least twice.”

Kayden nodded, his eyes glittering with the challenge.

Trent grabbed the bag from the sex shop and got out of the truck. They went to the front door and he unlocked it and led the way inside. “Shoes off,” he said as the sound of the vacuum started in the living room. “See.” He nodded across the hall. “The maid’s here.”

Kayden toed his shoes off as he craned his neck to see. “Does she live here?”

“No. She shares a car with her son, so he drops her off before school and picks her up when he’s done.”

“Oh.”

“She won’t bother us.” Trent kicked his tennis shoes off, too, and started for the stairs. “She knows by now to respect a closed door.”

Kayden trailed after him. “It’s weird you have a maid.”

“It’s a big house and we don’t want to be bothered with menial chores.”

“Nobody wants to do chores,” Kayden murmured disagreeably. “My mom does most of them at my house, but we fold and put away our own clothes, wash the dishes, and clean our rooms on the weekends.”

“Well, our dads have the money to pay someone else to do all of that,” Trent sneered. “You’d take advantage of it too, if you had the option.”

“I don’t think I would…”

Trent rolled his eyes again as they reached the top of the stairs. “Don’t piss me off before you give me total access to your butthole, dummy.”

Kayden worried his lip. “S-sorry.”

Trent laughed darkly and pushed Kayden ahead of him. “Hurry up and get on my bed.”

Kayden scurried down the hall and into the bedroom. By the time Trent waltzed in behind him and locked the door, he sat on the edge of his bed, his cheeks pink with excitement.

Trent loomed over him for a moment, studying the gorgeous boy sitting before him. Then, in a deep voice, he said: “Get naked for me, Kayden,” and Kayden gasped, and pulled his sweater over his head. He started on his jeans next, working the fly with nervous, uncoordinated movements and Trent watched in a dreamy haze as he bared himself at his command.

Kayden had a thin, willowy body with hips that flared into a pert bottom. It was round and squeezable, and the pink little pucker between his cheeks was totally delectable. It had taken all of Trent’s restraint yesterday to keep from tasting his asshole when he’d had it in his face, but he knew he’d give in this time. He’d gotten the strawberry lube today with the intention of tossing Kayden’s salad.

“Get up,” Trent commanded, smacking Kayden’s hip and Kayden rolled over in confusion and got up on his knees. Trent pushed him down, so he fell forward on his elbows with his butt in the air.

“Aya,” Kayden groaned, pushing his face into the satin sheets.

Trent yanked his t-shirt over his head, then shucked his jeans. He tossed the sex bag on the bed, then climbed up after it and got behind Kayden’s sweet ass. The heart-shaped cheeks swayed temptingly before him, and Trent cupped Kayden’s left cheek and spread him open.

Kayden’s pink hole winked open curiously. It looked so soft and perfect. The silky skin behind his balls was lightly haired, as were his tight, little balls, and Trent made a mental note to shave him later in the shower.

He grabbed the bag off the bed and reached in for the lube. He watched Kayden’s twitching butthole as he tore through the seal with his teeth. It was so tiny and pristine looking. Trent could just imagine how hot and tight he’d be when he entered him for the first time. His cock was abnormally large though, and he knew Kayden wouldn’t be able to comfortably take him without preparation, thus, the butt plugs.

He ripped open the packaging on the sex toys next, eager to get started. The smallest butt plug was the diameter of two slim fingers. Kayden should be able to take it without too much struggle, but Trent set it aside for now. He moved back to his place between Kayden’s spread legs and pulled his cheeks apart with both hands. He licked his lips, then pushed his face close and inserted his tongue.

“Ahhh!” Kayden gripped the sheets tight and buried his face into the soft bedding. “Trent…oooooh!”

Trent wormed his tongue deep into Kayden’s rectum and began to tongue-fuck his butthole. His taste was clean and the slightest bit salty, like skin and perspiration. There was a deeper taste too that was unfamiliar, but Trent didn’t mind it.

Though this wasn’t the first time he’d gone down on somebody, it felt like a totally new experience. Kayden’s little cock was rock hard between his thighs and his asshole squeezed Trent’s tongue in a deep, rhythmic pattern. He cried wantonly into the sheets as he squirmed and thrust himself into Trent’s mouth with a helpless need.

Trent’s cock was hard, too, but his erection wasn’t the most pressing concern for once. He wanted Kayden to come. He’d relax once he orgasmed, and then Trent could slide the plug all the way inside of him. He reached between Kayden’s legs and wrapped his big hand around his little cock. Kayden’s asshole clenched up tight as he began to pull him off.

“Ohhh!” Kayden thrust himself into Trent’s grasp, then whined and pushed his ass back on his tongue. He didn’t know which sensation he liked better. He bucked his hips and groaned deep in his chest. He was losing it. His whole body shook with pleasure.

Trent played with his cock and sucked the excited pucker while Kayden moaned and clenched crazily around his tongue. He continued to squirm and wiggle like a fish out of water and Trent sped up his hand motions and concentrated on making him come. He couldn’t wait to see him stuffed.

Kayden’s body tensed up and he buried his face in the bed as he came without warning and sprayed Trent’s hand and the sheets below with his seed.

Trent sat back on his knees and grabbed the plug. He applied the strawberry-scented lube along the curved shaft as he gazed down at Kayden, slumped on the bed, tired and weak. “Roll over, baby,” he said, and Kayden groaned and flopped onto his back. “Legs up,” Trent instructed, and Kayden shyly pulled his knees to his chest.

Trent got down on the bed and scooted between Kayden’s raised thighs. Kayden’s hole was wet with saliva. It twitched needily and Trent licked his lips and pressed a finger inside.

“Mmm.” Kayden’s eyes fell shut and he arched his back so Trent could push his finger in deep. The slick walls of his anal passage were hot and gripped Trent with an incredible pressure. “That feels good,” he moaned.

Trent withdrew his finger and greedily licked it clean. He angled the butt plug at Kayden’s asshole, next. “I’m going to put this inside you,” he murmured, rubbing the curved head along Kayden’s eager pucker. “Brace yourself.”

Kayden’s eyes fluttered open as Trent pushed the hard length inside of him. “Treeeent!”

Trent stopped with the plug halfway inside. “Still feel good?”

“It burns.” Kayden tilted his head back with a groan.

“It’s stretching your asshole,” Trent said. “So I can fuck you without tearing you up.”

“Ohhh!”

Trent pushed the length a bit deeper. “Take a deep breath. It’s almost in.”

Kayden took a deep, whooshing breath and Trent pushed the plug all the way in and twisted. “Uhh!” Kayden grunted, and Trent smirked. He’d hit Kayden’s prostate. He pulled the plug out, then pushed it in again. “Guh!” He started fucking Kayden’s hole in quick succession, touching his prostate at the end of each stroke.

Kayden gripped the backs of his legs in a death grip. His face turned beet red from the strain, but his cock was rapidly hardening against his belly. He was enjoying it.

Trent’s cock was leaking pre-come he was so turned on. He kept a hand on the plug, plunging it in and out of Kayden’s spasming hole as he pushed his legs aside and climbed onto his chest. The positioning was awkward, but Trent’s dick was long enough to reach Kayden’s mouth while he continued to fuck his ass. “Suck,” he said, and Kayden let go of his thighs and grabbed Trent’s dick. He fed it into his wet, open mouth and Trent groaned as his cock was engulfed in heat.

Kayden’s mouth felt incredible. He made love to Trent’s cockhead, licking, and sucking the sensitive organ with relish. He drew Trent’s shaft into his mouth and got it shiny and wet. He groaned every time Trent touched his prostate with the plug and the vibrations felt fantastic. When he reached back to play with Trent’s balls, Trent started to lose control.

He let go of the plug and took Kayden’s face between his broad hands. Kayden’s hair was silky-soft between his fingers and Trent used his handhold to drive his cock into Kayden’s throat.

Kayden gagged and struggled to accept the length, but he swallowed and frantically adjusted. He used his little hands as a guard and Trent banged into them relentlessly. He didn’t stop fucking Kayden’s face until he reached orgasm.

“Fuuuck…” Trent groaned as the last of his sperm drained from his balls. He fell to the side and shut his eyes, totally exhausted. The bed was incredibly soft and enveloping.

Then Kayden made a soft sound beside him and Trent opened his eyes.

Kayden still had the plug jammed up his butt. His cock was hard, and his cheeks were flushed with exertion. He looked cute and helpless.

Trent rolled over and kissed Kayden’s sweet lips. He brushed his hair back and held him close as the kiss deepened. Kayden arched into his body, his cock straining for attention, and Trent gave in and wrapped his hand around him.

Kayden moaned into his mouth. He was already close, and it took almost nothing to push him over the edge.

Trent slid his tongue into his mouth as he pulled him off. He penetrated Kayden’s mouth like he’d done to his asshole earlier, and Kayden turned to jelly beneath him. He humped Trent’s big hand until he squirted.

The kiss continued after he orgasmed. It slowed down, but their mouths only got wetter. Trent explored every part of Kayden’s hot mouth and Kayden curled into his body and accepted him completely. Trent’s cock twitched again with interest, but it was quiet against his thigh.

Eventually, Trent rested his head on Kayden’s shoulder and tossed an arm over his middle. He shut his eyes and fell into a light slumber as Kayden’s breathing evened out and his body relaxed beneath him.

***

Kayden jerked awake forty minutes later. “What time is it?!”

Trent sat up groggily and looked out the window. “After noon, I think.”

“Oh no,” Kayden groaned. “We’re running out of time!”

“We don’t have to meet Sarah until two.” Trent flopped back on the bed. “Relax.”

“No, we have to review first,” Kayden said adamantly, then tried to roll off the bed but stopped suddenly with a wince.

Trent sat up and smiled slowly. “You’ve still got the plug up your ass?”

“Yeah.” Kayden edged gingerly off the bed and walked to get his bag by the door, his legs pressed together the whole way. “We still have the homework. We can go over that.”

“No fair.” Trent pouted. He hadn’t even bothered to copy Kayden’s homework the night before. “We agreed on two orgasms before we did that.”

“We don’t have time.” Kayden came back with his math notebook and a pencil. He sat carefully on the bed next to Trent and opened to a fresh page. “We’re working on slope intercept form. I did this in high school, so this is all a review for me.” He pulled out the same sheet of homework from yesterday and wrote down the first equation.

Y = - 3X + 4

“We’re trying to find the slope, the y-intercept, and draw it on a graph,” Kayden said.

Trent scowled at his neat handwriting. “I have no idea how to do that.”

“Let me explain,” Kayden said, scooting closer so Trent could see, and he looked so cute, naked, and uncomfortable with a thick probe up his ass, Trent tried his best to pay attention to him. “This is standard slope intercept form,” Kayden said as he jotted another equation below the first.

y = Mx + B

“M is the slope of the line. It’s equal to Y₂ - Y₁ over X₂ - X₁ which is basically rise over run. B is the y-intercept. So that means in standard form, we can substitute zero for X and solve for Y.” Kayden wrote everything down as he explained, but Trent was totally confused.

“What?”

“Do you know how to locate a point on a graph?”

Trent scratched his balls. “You find X on the axis, then go up or down to find Y, right?”

“Right.” Kayden drew a simple line graph. “So, if we use y = Mx + B and M is the slope, then what is the slope in the equation Y = - 3X + 4?”

“Negative three?”

“Correct.” Kayden wrote M = - 3. “We also know what the y-intercept is from the equation. What is the y-intercept?”

Trent glared at Kayden’s notes. “Four?”

“Good.” Kayden wrote B = 4. “Now we substitute zero for X and solve for Y.”

“Why?” Trent sneered. “Where did the zero come from?”

“The line intercepts the X axis at zero, so we’re trying to find where that point will be on the Y axis.”

Trent glowered as Kayden rewrote the problem. Y = - 3(0) + 4

“Can you solve that problem?”

“Negative three times zero is zero,” Trent said boredly. “So Y equals 4, I guess.”

“That’s right!” Kayden said excitedly. “See! Now you’ve got all the parts to plot your line. Let me show you.”

Trent leaned over Kayden’s notebook as he continued with the example. “You can write Y = 4 or write it as an ordered pair (0,4). Can you plot that on the graph?” Kayden handed him the pencil.

“X is first?” Trent asked, unsure of himself, and Kayden nodded. With a scowl, Trent went up four spaces on Kayden’s hand drawn graph and placed a dot. “There.”

“Yes. Right on the X axis because X is zero.”

“I know.” Trent pouted. “That’s why I did it like that.”

“Okay,” Kayden continued. “Now we need to draw a line.”

“How?”

“We can use the slope to find the next point,” Kayden said. “We know the slope is negative three which is the same as -3/1. And if we put that in terms of rise over run, then it translates to three down and one over.” He counted out the spaces, then placed the next dot. “The rest of the line follows this pattern. We can draw the line now.” Kayden drew a neat little line through the dots, then sat back with a smile. “Simple as that.”

Trent scowled at him. “There’s no way I’ll remember how to do that.”

“There’s no reason why not.” Kayden laughed musically. “Let’s practice a few times. Here the next question is a little harder than the first. Y = 3/4X – 5.” Kayden handed him the pencil.

Trent groaned as he took it. He so didn’t want to do this, but if Kayden was right about the quiz on Friday, then maybe this was worth the effort. “You owe me a BJ after this.”

Kayden smiled. “Of course.”

“Okay, so I guess M = 3/4? What do I do with that number?”

Kayden rested his elbows on his bare knees and leaned in close to instruct Trent. He was incredibly patient and encouraging. He wasn’t condescending in the slightest. Trent slowly started to understand what the homework was about and after another forty-five minutes, he’d actually completed the assignment.

“We have a couple other topics to go over before the quiz,” Kayden said as Trent gave him his pencil back. “But maybe we can go over them tomorrow.”

“Yeah, tomorrow,” Trent sighed. “Sounds like tons of fun.”

“Studying isn’t supposed to be fun,” Kayden said, getting off the bed on wobbly legs. “It’s the concentrated effort of learning. There’s nothing fun about it.”

“I swear learning was supposed to be fun,” Trent sneered.

“Nope.” Kayden lazily dropped his things back into his bag. “But we’ll miss our meeting with your advisor if we do any more. Plus, I’ve got to go to the bathroom.”

“Then go,” Trent gestured across the hall. “We should take a quick shower before we leave, too. So I’ll follow you in.”

“No.” Kayden’s cheeks pinkened. “I have to go number two.”

“Oh.” Trent patted the bed. “Then let’s take the plug out for a minute.”

“A minute?” Kayden shuffled across the room and climbed unsteadily onto the bed. “But the meeting…”

“What about it?” Trent asked. “You can wear a butt plug to an advisors meeting.”

“Trent.” Kayden’s face paled. “No, I can’t.”

“Why not? What? Do you think she’ll check your ass?” Trent laughed. “Nobody will know the difference.”

“I’ll know the difference!” Kayden squealed as Trent pushed him down on the bed. His cute butt flew up in the air and he wiggled it defenselessly. “I can’t wear a butt plug in public!”

“Yes you can.” Trent spread Kayden’s fat cheeks and looked at the black plug stuffed inside his rectum. The wrinkled entrance was a nice, rosy red around the base of the plug and Trent leaned in to taste the delicate flesh. Kayden groaned loudly into the bed as his swollen hole was licked. Kayden clenched his hands in the sheets and cried like a bitch while Trent ran the tip of his tongue around his anal ring.

Then, Trent grabbed the base of the plug and slowly worked it out.

Kayden moaned desperately as his anus was emptied. It clenched up super tight and then he grabbed his butt and sat up. “Bathroom,” he murmured, then rolled off the bed and rushed out of the room.

Trent watched him go with a faint smile. Kayden was so innocent; he almost felt bad for corrupting him, but he wasn’t getting out of wearing the butt plug. Trent would make sure of it.

He waited a few minutes for Kayden to use the facilities, then he followed him.

Kayden was washing his hands at the sink when Trent came into the room. He looked up curiously, then groaned when he spotted the plug in Trent’s hand. “Please…no…”

“We’ll get you cleaned up first,” Trent said cheerfully, then set the item on the shower ledge. He turned the water on next and waited for it to get warm.

“It sits right on my p-prostate,” Kayden whined. “It makes it hard to concentrate.”

“You did alright with the studying,” Trent murmured, testing the water with an absent hand.

“Yeah, but I was laying down.” Kayden watched as Trent climbed into the shower stall. “I think it’ll be worse when I’m sitting.”

“You’ll have to get used to it,” Trent said as he stepped under the spray. “I expect you to be wearing it tomorrow in psych.”

“Nooo.”

“Get in here,” Trent murmured, closing his eyes as the water cascaded down his back. It felt wonderful and Kayden was missing out.

Kayden climbed in behind him and shyly touched his hip, and Trent turned and drew him into his arms for a passionate kiss. He slid wet fingers through Kayden’s hair and held him tenderly in his arms. Kayden moaned into his mouth and squirmed needily against his naked body, and that too felt wonderful, but Trent had other ideas.

He pulled away, stroking Kayden’s cheek as they parted. The boy watched him with an adoring gaze, and Trent ran his thumb along his plump bottom lip. “I want your ass to be totally smooth.”

Kayden quirked an eyebrow in confusion.

“I’m going to shave you,” Trent murmured, and Kayden nervously licked his lips. “Bend over and spread your cheeks.”

Kayden turned to face the back of the stall and shyly bent at the waist. He looked over his shoulder, his cheeks pink, as he reached back and parted his buttcheeks.

Trent got a squirt of body soap, then grabbed his razer off the ledge. He got down on one knee and looked at Kayden’s intimate little opening. It was red and swollen with use, and Trent slid a finger inside to test the elasticity.

Kayden groaned as he was fingered. “Sore,” he moaned.

Trent pushed his soapy finger deep and cleaned Kayden’s passage. He was still tight and his anus gripped Trent’s finger like a vice, but he was able to thrust without any trouble. Kayden was loosening up.

Trent withdrew his finger and soaped up the crevice of Kayden’s ass, then with a steady hand, he made quick work of the razer and removed all of his pubic hair. He made Kayden bend even further and pull himself open as wide as he could, so he could get the wispy hair between his cheeks, behind his balls, and the darker strands around his penis.

“So soft,” Trent murmured when he was done. He set the razer aside and ran a finger between Kayden’s silky cheeks. He paused to play with his puckered opening. “Guess we’d better put your plug back in.”

“Please don’t make me wear that thing,” Kayden whined.

“You have too,” Trent said firmly, then pulled away to grab the anal plug from where he’d left it earlier. “You’re butt’s in training.” He turned with the plug in hand and calmly assessed the little Korean before him.

Kayden’s fingers dug deep into his fleshy buttcheeks. He was holding himself open so enthusiastically, it looked like he wanted it. But he sobbed softly, and his face looked absolutely pitiful when he looked over his shoulder at Trent. “Just…go slow. My butt really hurts.”

“I’ll go slow,” Trent promised, then lowered himself to his knee again so he could see better. “Fuck…you’ve got a beautiful asshole, Kayden…”

Kayden whined in response. His butthole spasmed with anticipation, and Trent gave him what he was asking for. He slid the plug steadily into Kayden’s trembling, little body until the base was flush with his asshole.

“Ohhh…” Kayden groaned. “Gooooood.”

Trent stood up and tugged Kayden around. He pulled him under the water and kissed him, his taller body shielding Kayden’s from the spray. Their lips were locked in a wet embrace, their tongues tangling in an intricate dance, and within moments, both boys were hard.

Trent’s massive erection stuck between them like a blockade. When they broke apart, he stroked Kayden’s cheek with a tender hand, then pushed him down to his knees. “Get me off,” he murmured, and Kayden firmly grasped his cock and directed it to his mouth.

Trent played with Kayden’s hair as he watched him suck and polish his knob. Kayden looked so gorgeous with a big dick hanging out of his mouth. He gazed up at him, his dark eyes gleaming with affection and Trent loved it. He’d had girls look at him like that before, but it had never made him feel so…special and adored.

Trent’s eyelids fell partway shut. “Reach between your legs and fuck yourself on the plug,” he said in a deep voice and Kayden groaned around his shaft and spread his thighs. He reached between his legs for the base of the plug and grasped it with his fingertips. Slowly, he started to move it inside himself.

“Mmm.” Kayden’s eyes fluttered shut as his hand sped up its fucking motions. He bobbed his head on Trent’s cock while he fucked himself over and over. His little cock was hard and bouncing between his thighs, his face was red with exertion, and his eyes were squeezed shut with pleasure. It was a beautiful sight…

Trent tilted his head back and groaned as he neared orgasm. He fisted his hand in Kayden’s hair and fucked his cock deep into his mouth. He thrust his hips repeatedly as the Korean struggled to breathe, and soon, the pleasure mounted, and fireworks erupted behind Trent’s eyelids as he emptied his balls down Kayden’s vulnerable throat. He pulled him up by the hair right after and kissed his sloppy mouth.

“Mmmph!” Kayden cried as Trent probed him with his tongue. His hard cock poked Trent in the thigh and Trent wrapped his large hand around it and started to pull.

“Keep fucking yourself,” he murmured against his lips.

Kayden reached back and awkwardly grabbed onto the plug stuffed up his behind. He worked it in and out at a slower pace, the positioning wasn’t as good now, but he gasped wetly into Trent’s mouth every time he touched his prostate.

Trent kissed Kayden deeply while he stroked his needy penis. Precome coated his hand and he knew Kayden was about to come. He cradled him close with his free hand as the boy lost control and trembled against his body.

Kayden came with cry and his whole body went limp.

Trent scooped him up in his arms with a laugh. “You’re such a lightweight,” he joked.

Kayden gazed at him dazedly. “What?”

“Nothing,” Trent smiled. “Can you stand?”

“I think so.”

Trent set Kayden on his feet again and turned him around to check the butt plug. It was securely in place and he patted the Korean fondly on the ass. “Let’s finish up in here. We’ve gotta run.”

Kayden nodded and stepped under the water to rinse off. Trent stepped up behind him and hugged him from behind. He was warm inside and it had nothing to do with the water. He kissed Kayden softly on the top of the head, then slid back to get the soap.

***

“Oooh! It’s so uncomfortable,” Kayden squirmed into his jeans. “I don’t know how I’ll get through this.”

Trent smiled as he watched Kayden finish dressing. He’d already pulled some clothes on in the closet, and just needed to do his hair. He strode to the dresser as Kayden zipped up his fly and ended the show. Trent’s brush was on top, under the mirror, and he ran it through his short hair to tame the curls.

“Oh!” Kayden peered shyly out the window. “Who’s that?”

Trent leaned around the dresser to see and caught sight of Mateo mowing the back lawn. “Oh, that’s the maid’s son. He’s also our lawn guy and does the pool.”

Kayden walked to the window and looked into the backyard. “I have writing class with that guy.”

“Is he a friend of yours?” Trent sneered, thinking about the other afternoon when he’d checked out the pool boy. Awkward.

“Kind of,” Kayden whispered. “He’s the guy who asked Audrey on a date.”

Trent’s eyes widened. “Mateo?”

“Yeah. Mateo.”

Trent set his brush aside as he stored the juicy gossip for later. “That’s interesting.”

“I don’t know how she’s planning on going out with him though.” Kayden gazed down at the Hispanic boy detailing the grass. “Her dad’s just as strict as mine is.”

Trent smoothed his hands over the edges of his hair, then stepped away from the mirror. “I could care less, honestly.”

Kayden frowned at his reflection in the glass.

“We’d better get going. It’s almost two.”

Kayden turned away from the window and followed Trent into the hall. “Do we have a plan for what we’re going to say?”

“No. Should we?”

“Yes!” Kayden cried as they started down the stairs. “Your advisor will catch me in a lie, and I-I’ll break! I won’t be able to keep quiet!”

“You have to keep quiet!” Trent reached the bottom of the stairs and whirled on Kayden. “That’s the only way this works. If you’re quiet and let me do the talking.”

Lizzie poked her head out of the kitchen. “Trent?”

“Afternoon, Lizzie,” Trent said shortly. “We’re going back to class now.”

The maid watched with a hyper-vigilant gaze as they tracked across the marble floor and stopped at the door.

“Well, what are you going to say to her?” Kayden asked as he stuffed his feet into his shoes. “I should know beforehand.”

“That this is all a stupid misunderstanding,” Trent growled. “And I feel like I’ve been slandered.”

“Do you think she’ll believe that?”

“Probably not.” Trent shrugged. “But it’s our word against Ethan’s. If we deny everything, maybe it’ll look like he made it up.”

Kayden groaned. “I hope so.”

“Bye Lizzie,” Trent said to the maid. She was still standing in the hall, watching the pair by the door with her dark eyes, but she scurried back into the kitchen when Trent met her gaze.

“Do you think she heard us?” Kayden whispered.

Trent shrugged. “Who cares.”

They went outside and Trent spotted Mateo’s old F-150 by the gate.

“Mateo mentioned he had a job, but he never said he worked for you,” Kayden murmured as they walked for the Raptor.

“He probably didn’t want to brag,” Trent drawled.

“I don’t think that’s the reason.” Kayden frowned.

They climbed in the truck and Trent glared at Mateo’s shitty truck as he whipped his around, so it faced the gate. “We pay him good money. He isn’t ashamed to work for us if that’s what you’re hinting at.”

Kayden looked at the truck as they coasted up the hill and Trent opened the gate. “I think he’s just being modest,” he said as they glided past and bumped onto the road. “He’s a nice guy, but I’m not sure he’s right for Audrey.”

“Is your brother any better?” Trent choked. “That pussy?”

“I don’t know.” Kayden chewed his lip. “But Mitch is bad news. I’m kind of glad they broke up.”

“You sound like Audrey.” Trent laughed. “So judgmental.”

“I know how she feels about Mitch, but he keeps breaking her heart.” Kayden gazed sadly out the window. “It’s not right. I wish she would find someone that would make her happy.”

Trent gave Kayden a loaded look. “You know I sleep around, don’t you?”

Kayden slowly turned to face him.

“I haven’t stopped because we’re hooking up,” Trent said casually. “You know that, right?”

“H-how many girls have you been with?”

“I have no idea,” Trent laughed. “It’s a lot though.”

Kayden squirmed in his seat.

“I’ve got a high sex drive,” Trent said. “I can’t see myself ever stopping.”

“Don’t you think it would be better if you had a partner?” Kayden asked shyly. “S-someone to share yourself with completely?”

Trent snorted. “No.”

Kayden gazed at him with huge, soulful eyes. “That’s really sad, Trent.”

“I don’t want to be in a relationship,” Trent said firmly. “I told you that.”

“Relationships are so important,” Kayden said adamantly. “Without them, you’re totally alone in the world.”

“Listen to you,” Trent sneered as they turned onto Campus Drive. “Awfully wise for an eighteen-year-old.”

“I’ve been clinging to Audrey for years because she’s the only companion I’m allowed to have,” Kayden said softly. “I’ve shared every part of my life with her. I’d be lost without her in my life.”

“I have friends, too,” Trent scoffed. “Friends I’ve had for years.”

“Friends are great, but finding someone to love is even better,” Kayden crooned. “It’s the best kind of friendship there is.”

“You’ve watched too many movies,” Trent snorted.

“I have not.”

“Then what are you basing this bullshit on?” Trent asked. “Real life? You just said Mitch is a cheating bastard. How many other boyfriends has Audrey had?”

“Mitch is her first,” Kayden said stiffly.

“And how many boyfriends have you had?”

Kayden glared at him.

“I just proved my point.” Trent laughed. “Everything you’re talking about comes from movies.”

Kayden folded his arms.

“In my experience, relationships are shallow,” Trent said bitterly. “The other person usually has ulterior motives, and it goes to hell before it even really begins.”

“Then you’ve been with terrible partners,” Kayden said decisively. “It shouldn’t be that way.”

“Yeah. Whatever.” Trent rolled his eyes. “I shouldn’t be questioning you. I know you’re a relationship guru and everything.”

Kayden giggled.

“Just shut up and concentrate on keeping a straight face for this meeting,” Trent growled. “You’re distracting me.

“This butt plug is distracting.” Kayden shifted in his seat again, then made a face.

Trent smirked. “Like I said, you’d better concentrate on keeping a straight face.”

Kayden stuck his tongue out. “Meanie.”

They reached campus in minutes. Trent parked in the usual lot below the library and turned off the truck. “We don’t have to go far. Sarah’s office is in Sweet Hall.”

Kayden looked across the lawn at the squat building and took a deep breath. “Should we wait until two or go now?”

“Let’s get this over with,” Trent grunted, then took the keys from the ignition and hopped out of the vehicle. Kayden clutched his bag to his chest and ran after him. They took the hill together and turned down the path.

“Ohh,” Kayden groaned as he hurried to keep up. “Please, slow down! The plug’s hurting me.”

“You’re such a baby.” The path was heavily populated around the library and Trent slowed to a stroll as they passed. “It’s not that bad. Stop whining.”

“Please, can’t I take this out before the meeting?” Kayden moaned. “It’s so uncomfortable!”

“No,” Trent hissed. “And where would we put it anyway?”

“In my bag!”

“I’m not playing with your butthole in my advisor’s office,” Trent sneered as they reached the glass doors to Sweet Hall. He paused and held the door for the little Korean. “Just hold onto it. You’ll be fine.”

Kayden flushed and ducked inside.

Trent stepped through the door after him and strode confidently ahead. He led the way down the hall and found the advisor’s office at the end of it.

The same googly-eyed woman from before, Elsa, was behind reception. She adjusted her thick glasses as Trent swept into the room and she smiled hugely with recognition. “Trent!”

“Hi, Elsa,” Trent said sweetly. “It’s been a minute. How’ve you been?”

“Good!” Elsa gushed. “I saw your dad’s movie on TV the other night. Border is such an amazing film.”

“Yeah.” Trent glanced down as Kayden stopped beside him. “Well, we’re here to see Sarah. She asked us to come.”

“Yes. She made a note about it,” Elsa said, then turned to her computer and clacked at the keyboard. “I’m sending her a message now. She’ll be right out.”

“Thanks.” Trent took Kayden’s shoulder and drew him away from the desk. He didn’t want to talk about Chase’s stupid, over-complicated films. He sat in one of the chairs against the back wall and pulled Kayden down beside him.

“I haven’t seen your dad’s movies,” Kayden said in a little voice.

Trent scoffed. “I think you’re the only one who hasn’t.”

“If it isn’t on Netflix, then I haven’t seen it,” Kayden said. “That’s the only way I get to watch anything new.”

“Well, he’s about to sign a deal with them,” Trent said with a sigh. “They’ve been in talks for months.”

Kayden smiled faintly. “Maybe I’ll finally get to see them. I’ve heard good things.”

“Don’t believe it,” Trent sneered. “His movies are total shit.”

“I’m sorry.” Kayden’s face fell. “I didn’t mean to offend you.”

Trent crossed his arms and glared at reception. Elsa watched them closely, but she quickly looked away when she caught the expression on Trent’s face. “Chase’s always been crazy about his movies,” he said darkly. “But he turns into a maniac when he’s working. He drinks, he snorts boatloads of coke, and he beats the shit out of me and my mom.”

Kayden was silent, so Trent continued.

“Every time I see one of his movies, I think about my mom lying at the bottom of the stairs after he pushed her in a drunken rage.”

Kayden blinked in shock. “That’s…horrible.”

“Yeah. Horrible,” Trent laughed humorlessly. “It’s just one of the pleasant memories I have growing up in Chase’s lavish Hollywood mansion.”

“Trent.”

Trent raised his head and met Sarah Windsor’s piercing gaze. He stood up, then pulled Kayden to his feet beside him. Kayden gasped when he realized Sarah was standing before them and he instantly started to turn red.

“Nice to meet you Kayden.” Sarah said with a raised brow. “I’m Sarah Windsor. Trent’s academic advisor.”

“H-hi.”

“Let’s go to my office.” Sarah turned on her heel and started down the hall at a clip.

Kayden lurched into action and hurried after the woman, but Trent rolled his eyes and followed at a slower pace.

“Take a seat, boys,” Sarah said the moment they were in her office and the door shut behind them. “I think you both know why we’re here.”

“I-I-I-I’m s-sorry!” Kayden fell into the seat closest to the door. “Trent said—”

“Kayden!” Trent barked and Sarah looked up in surprise. “Just…be quiet.”

“Is that the way you normally talk to your tutor?” Sarah asked.

Trent squeezed past Kayden and sat in the chair against the wall. “No,” he said with a smile. “I’m normally much sweeter.”

Sarah was unamused. “As I said in my email, I got a rather concerning message from your algebra instructor.”

“We weren’t—”

“What Kayden is trying to say,” Trent said loudly. “Is that we were both really upset when we got your email. We don’t know what you’re talking about. We aren’t having sex, so how could I be taking advantage of him like that?”

Sarah glanced at her computer. “Mr. Kim says Kayden gave you a hand job in class.”

Trent snorted with amusement. “Why the hell would he do that?”

Sarah looked at him pensively.

“That never fucking happened, alright?” Trent sneered. “Ethan’s jealous he can’t teach me, and that Kayden can.” He gestured to the tiny Korean at his side. “This kid just showed me slope intercept form. It took me an hour, but I get it now. He’s a great teacher.”

Sarah’s eyes flickered to Kayden.

“T-T-Trent completed the homework on his own,” Kayden stuttered. “Usually h-he just copies me.”

“I bet.” Sarah laughed and Trent face-palmed. “What was different about today?”

“I don’t know.” Kayden smiled faintly. “He listened to me, I guess. He actually tried to pay attention. I’ve seen him in class a million times, bored to death and half asleep. When Trent asked me to be his tutor…” Kayden’s whole face lit up. “I accepted because I wanted to help him.”

Sarah blinked. “Trent. Could you step into the hall for a moment? I need to speak with Kayden in private.”

“What for?” Trent snapped. “What can’t he say in front of me?”

Sarah gave him a look.

“Fine,” Trent huffed, then stood and squeezed around Kayden for the door. “I’ll be right outside, Kayden,” he said reassuringly, then stepped into the hall.

The moment the door shut behind him, Trent pressed his ear to it.

“What exactly is the nature of your relationship with Trent Hudson?” Sarah’s muffled voice came through the door. “I understand you’re his tutor, but the two of you seem closer than just classmates.”

Trent’s heart thudded in his chest as he waited for Kayden’s reply, but it never came.

“By the look on your face, I’d say I was right. Are you friends?”

Trent imagined the helpless look on Kayden’s little face and cringed.

“Yes,” Kayden said softly, and Trent struggled to make out his voice. “We’ve been talking about our lives, and besides our classes, we actually have things in common.”

“Like?”

Kayden hesitated again. “Like…Trent’s stepdad’s mean to him and Trent hates him because of it,” he murmured. “I don’t like my dad either. He’s really strict.”

“Is that so.”

“Yes. He’d be really upset if he found out I was tutoring without getting credit for it. He would think it was a waste of time.”

“Your grades are excellent,” Sarah said. “I’m sure a few hours of tutoring a week wouldn’t hurt.”

“My dad is going to call you later today to ask about our meeting,” Kayden said. “Can you tell him I’m getting extra credit for this? Please? I know it’s a lie and I know you probably don’t do things like that, but I really like teaching. It makes me feel really useful, sharing my knowledge with others. And I like finding ways to explain things to people. It’s challenging… Maybe…maybe I could be a teacher…”

Trent glared at the door. Was Kayden having a damned revelation in there?

“Your major is pre-med.”

“That’s what my dad wants,” Kayden said. “But I think I just figured out what I want.”

“That’s good, I suppose.”

Kayden was quiet for a moment, then he blurted, “And I lied to you earlier. I’m not friends with Trent.”

“You’re not?”

“No. It’s so much more than that,” Kayden said dreamily, and Trent braced himself. “I love him, love him, love him so much!”

“Uhh…”

Trent pulled away from the door, horrified. “God…what is he doing…” Heart pounding, he leaned in for another listen.

“…kissed me and I almost melted it felt so good,” Kayden gushed, and Trent jerked away with a huff and banged on the door.

“Come in,” Sarah said, her voice strained, and Trent strode into the room.

“What did you just tell her?” he snapped, his eyes narrowing into slits. “What did you say?!”

Kayden’s eyes got big.

“Shut the door,” Sarah said. “And sit down.”

Trent slammed the door behind him and pushed his way between Kayden and the second chair. He fell into the seat and pulled an ugly face. The picture of Sarah with her sorority sisters was facing him directly and he scowled down at the image.

“I can’t say I know what’s going on here.” Sarah looked between the boys. “But I think Mr. Kim’s concerns were based in reality.”

Trent sneered at Sarah’s picture frame.

“Whatever’s happening between the two of you, however, seems to be consensual.”

“It is,” Kayden said adamantly, beaming like the sun and Trent shot him a heated glare.

“I told you not to say anything!”

Kayden’s silly smile faltered.

“Calm down,” Sarah said. “Nobody’s in any trouble. Not yet anyway.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Trent asked.

“That I’m keeping my eye on you more than ever,” Sarah said firmly. “Especially after this.”

Trent leaned back in his seat with a huff.

“What about Ethan? And algebra class?” Kayden asked. “We missed our lesson today because we were afraid of how he’d react.”

“No more skipping.” Sarah looked at Trent as she spoke. “Go to class Friday. Mr. Kim will be professional.”

Trent tilted his head back with a groan. “That guy is such an enormous asshole.”

“If you have a complaint,” Sarah drawled. “You’ll have to take it up with the administration.”

Trent crossed his arms defiantly.

“And no more hand jobs in class.”

“But we didn’t—!”

Sarah held up a hand and Trent zipped his lips. “Whether it happened or not, sexual relations in the classroom is prohibited.”

“I know that,” Trent snapped.

Sarah held his gaze with a stern look, and her stare was so intent, Trent finally had to look away. “No more disruptions in class,” Sarah said. “If we have to have this conversation a second time, I’ll be taking this to the dean.”

Kayden’s face paled and Sarah turned to him next.

“And Kayden? I won’t lie to your father, but I’ll try to be vague for your sake.”

“I’m tutoring my sister in secret, as well,” Kayden said softly. “He doesn’t approve of me spending my time on anything other than homework or private lessons.”

Sarah pursed her lips. “I’ll talk to him.”

Kayden nodded.

“That’s all for now,” Sarah said. “You can see yourselves out.”

Trent shoved his chair back. “Come on, Kayden.”

Kayden got up cautiously. “Thank you, Sarah.”

“I’ll be in touch.” Sarah smiled tightly.

“Not too soon, I hope,” Trent grunted, then yanked Kayden into the hall and kicked the door shut behind them. “Fuck!” He whirled on Kayden and backed him into the wall. “You idiot! I could hear you through the door! Why the hell did you tell her all that shit?!”

“B-because we n-need her on our side,” Kayden stammered. “I want to trust her.”

“But why?” Trent growled. “I told you not to tell her anything!”

“We aren’t in t-trouble.” Kayden licked his lips. “Can’t you just be grateful for that?”

Trent turned and stormed angrily down the hall.

“Wait…Trent!”

Trent stalked past Elsa at reception, then walked out of the advising department and didn’t stop until he was outside, and the sun slanted into his eyes. He blocked the light with a hand.

“Trent…”

“You need to stop telling people about us.” Trent turned and glared at the little Korean. “I get you had to tell your friends, but this is a secret. You’re going to get me in trouble!”

“But…you’re the one who wanted a hand job in class.”

Trent scoffed. “I’m not blaming you for that. I’m blaming you for opening your fat mouth and telling my advisor you loved me!”

Kayden went bright red. “You heard that?”

“I told you,” Trent hissed. “I heard everything.”

Kayden paused and looked over Trent’s shoulder. “Oh no.”

Trent glanced behind him at the library and spotted two familiar Korean’s hurrying in their direction. He pushed a hand through his curls and turned back to meet Kayden’s desperate gaze. “Guess we’re out of time.”

“Yeah.”

Trent struggled for something to say as he studied Kayden’s sad little face.

“Hey, Kayden.”

Kayden sighed as his brother stopped beside him, almost a whole head taller than the younger boy, and dressed smartly in clothes that fit.

“You haven’t been answering my texts for the last thirty minutes,” Audrey bitched as she sidled up next to the boys and punched Kayden lightly on the shoulder. She wore a pleated skirt and had her kitty backpack hanging from one shoulder. “We’ve been looking all over for you.”

“I was in a meeting.” Kayden pouted.

“And skipping class.” Ian glanced at Trent.

Trent skipped right over him and pinned Audrey with a knowing look. “I hear you’ve got a date this weekend.”

“Yep.” Audrey flipped her hair over her shoulder. “I’m allowed to date whoever I want, whenever I want. Mitch and I are through.”

“I’m sure Mitch would love to know your going out with Mateo. Our lawn boy.”

“Oh, he does your lawn?” Audrey rolled her eyes. “Of course he does.”

Trent laughed merrily. “I’m telling Mitch as soon as I get home.”

Kayden’s brother took his shoulder and pulled. “Let’s get going, Kayden.”

“Bye Trent,” Kayden called, his eyes searching, and Trent watched him go with resentment coiling in his belly. They’d been right in the middle of a conversation, damnit!

“I don’t care what you tell Mitch,” Audrey snapped, and Trent turned back to the girl in a daze. “He can go to hell for all I care.” She whirled away and Trent felt an enormous wave of listlessness overtake his resentment.

Trent stood in front of Sweet Hall until the threesome disappeared over the hill, then he stuffed his hands in his pockets and headed in the opposite direction for the parking lot. There was nothing left for him to do now but to head home. He’d probably tell Mitch about the thing with Mateo, but it wasn’t really that important. He walked back to the truck in a terrible mood, but without really knowing why.