Teach Me Bad - 15. Sun, Mon: Trent and Kayden

Ding-dong

Early morning sunlight flooded through the living room windows, and Trent blinked around in a confusion as his eyes slowly adjusted. His head hurt. “Fuck me,” he muttered.

Bang, bang, bang! Trent jolted upright as pounding came from the door. “Delivery!”

“Shit.” The damned mattress was here! Trent rolled off the couch in a panic and crawled around it as the doorbell went off a second time. “Alright!” he groaned. “Fuck! I’m coming!”

“Trent?”

Trent paused on his hands and knees as Lucas swept down the hall and into the foyer. “Uh…hey.”

Lucas met his eyes through the archway, and they were cold. “I’ll get the door,” he said stiffly, then hurried to answer it.

Trent climbed to his feet as he watched Lucas deal with the delivery men. He’d kissed that guy last night, and the awkwardness and the guilt hung between them, thick like smoke.

He’d been drunk last night, but he knew he couldn’t blame his actions entirely on the alcohol. He’d wanted to fuck Lucas over the couch; the thought had been there, but the blond had broken the kiss and fled before it could come to be.

Trent was relieved, to be honest. He knew cheating on Kayden wasn’t okay. He knew it would break his little heart and he didn’t want to do that to him, but he was thoroughly intrigued by Lucas’s self-admitted obsession with him, and he wanted to explore it. The image of Lucas and Kayden kissing on the bed was still in his mind and he wanted it to happen again.

Lucas exited the house with the delivery men, barefoot and in his boxers, and Trent smiled after him. He took advantage of Lucas a lot, but he appreciated him. He was always bending over backwards to help.

“What’s all the noise about?” Diana asked from the top of the staircase and Trent turned to her in surprise.

“Your mattress just arrived. So you’re moving out of my room. Today.”

Diana yawned as she glided down the stairs. “What’s for breakfast? I’m starving?”

“Cereal.” Trent glared at her. “Unless you’re willing to cook.”

“I’m not eating cereal,” Diana scoffed, not even bothering to comment on the cooking.

“There might be some frozen waffles left in the freezer.”

Diana curled her lip with distaste. “No thanks.”

Vince shuffled out of his room further down the hall as Trent and his mother bickered over the provisions. “Did the bed come?” he asked.

“Lucas is helping them set it up, I guess,” Trent grumbled. “And I’m trying to feed my mother.”

Vince turned to Diana. “I could cook some eggs if you want.”

“That sounds delightful.” Diana beamed. “And how about some avocado toast on the side?”

“I think we might have one still in the fridge.” Vince stepped around the pair in the foyer and headed for the kitchen. “Lucas loves avocados.”

“They’re so good for you,” Diana said as she followed him into the other room. “And tasty, as well.”

Trent glared after his mother. He’d forgotten what an annoying cunt she could be. Diana was used to a rich and pampered lifestyle, and while Chase may have abused her over the years, he’d also spoiled the hell out of her, too.

He went back to the couch and grabbed his phone. He had better things to do than babysit his spoiled mother, and he slipped out the back door and took a seat on one of the pool chairs.

Lucas stood across the pool with his arms crossed. The double glass doors on the pool house were propped wide open and Trent spotted movement in the little bedroom inside. He played with his phone as he watched the blond across the water. He felt like he should probably apologize, but he didn’t want to bring it up with any witnesses present.

Trent pulled up his messenger app and sent Kayden a text.

Are you up?

Trent glanced at Lucas again as he waited for a reply, and they met gazes again. Slowly, Lucas narrowed his eyes into thin slits, then turned away.

“Fuck…” Trent muttered. He was going to have to do more than apologize. Lucas was pissed. Suddenly, his phone buzzed with a reply. He looked down at the screen.

Yes. I’m awake.

How did you sleep? Trent asked.

Kind of bad. My nipple is really really sore. And my head hurts.

It’s just a little hangover. Take an aspirin, Trent instructed, thinking he’d do the same once he went back inside. And get a shower this morning, so you can clean your nipple under the warm water. You can use ice on it if you want, to control the swelling, but don’t mess with it. Don’t touch it. Don’t pick at it. Nothing.

I won’t. I’m afraid to.

Trent smiled, imagining his boyfriend whining like the little baby he was so aptly nicknamed for. You’ll be okay for today. I’ll check it out tomorrow.

Okay…

The two delivery men came out of the pool house and spoke to Lucas in quiet tones. It seemed the job was complete, and the first guy had Lucas sign a slip of paper, then left through the side yard. Lucas rounded the pool and stopped next to Trent.

“Here’s the receipt,” he said, extending the slip for Trent to take.

Trent took it cautiously. “Lucas, I—”

“I don’t want to talk about last night,” Lucas said quickly, cutting him off.

“Please, Luke. I have to say this,” Trent said in a deep, sincere voice, and Lucas sighed and gestured for him to go on. “I’m sorry I overstepped the boundaries. I was drunk and stupid and horny.”

“I know you were,” Lucas said. “That’s why I didn’t let it go on.”

Trent’s brow wrinkled with concern. “Are we cool?”

“I just…need some time to myself.”

Trent nodded slowly. “I won’t bother you then. I came out here to call Kayden.”

“You don’t have to tell him about last night,” Lucas said. “I don’t want to be the cause of another fight.”

“No, I want to be honest with him,” Trent said firmly. “And I was still kind of hoping the three of us could do something together one of these times, so I might as well.”

Lucas closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I’m going back to bed. I’ve got a splitting headache.”

“So do I,” Trent smirked. “Did we finish that whole box of beer?”

“I think so,” Lucas groaned.

Trent smiled up at him. “It was fun hanging with you last night. We haven’t done that in a while.”

“It’s because I feel like this in the morning,” Lucas muttered, then turned back for the house. “I’m going in. See you later, Trent.”

“See you.”

Trent lounged back in the pool chair as the distant sound of the lawn mower starting came from the other side of the house. Mateo was here to do the grass again and Trent figured he’d better call Kayden before it got too loud to do so.

Can I call you baby? He texted Kayden. I’ve got to tell you something.

 

TxK

 

Kayden was curled up in his bed with his phone inches from his nose, waiting for another text from his boyfriend.

Can I call you baby? I’ve got to tell you something.

Yes, Kayden answered in a heartbeat. It was still early, and the house was quiet. He was confident he could get away with a whispered conversation.

The phone lit up with Trent’s name, and Kayden answered it before it made a sound.

“Hello?”

“Hey. Good morning,” Trent said in a husky voice. “I’m sorry you feel shitty.”

“That’s okay,” Kayden said. “It’s the beers fault.”

“Yeah, I guess so,” Trent snorted. “Listen, something happened after I took you home last night.”

“Something?” Kayden nervously licked his lips, thinking maybe Maggie, or god forbid, Ivy, had stopped by for a visit. “What happened?”

“I kissed Lucas on the couch,” Trent said in a rush, and Kayden gasped. “Don’t freak out. It was just a kiss, but…well, I’m sorry. I knew I shouldn’t have done it.”

“No, you shouldn’t have,” Kayden said sourly. “I don’t understand why you’d do that. Didn’t we already have sex? Wasn’t it enough for you?” Trent hesitated and Kayden huffed. “No, I guess it wasn’t.”

“I told you I’ve got a really high sex drive, right?” Trent laughed uncomfortably. “My dick was doing the thinking last night, but it didn’t matter, Lucas shoved me away and left the room before it went any further. He was really upset.”

“He likes you,” Kayden said in a little voice.

“Yeah.”

“D-do you like him?”

“He’s been one of my best friends for years,” Trent said casually. “Of course I like him.”

Kayden was quiet.

“He’s an uptight stick in the mud,” Trent chuckled. “An annoying nag, and a stickler for the rules…He kind of reminds me of you in a way.”

Kayden’s heart was gripped with panic. “H-he does?”

“Yeah,” Trent said, then in a deep voice. “But I much prefer your submissive nature, Kayden Lee. And I love your body. Everything about you suits my needs.”

“I hope so.” Kayden smiled softly. “And I hope I can do more to please you.”

“Mmm, you’ll be able to please me tomorrow when we skip Algebra,” Trent purred.

“Trent…”

“Come on. We’re just wasting time sitting in class. In fact, why don’t I skip out on Conflict Management, too, and take you home for ‘lunch’.”

“Lunch?”

“My mom’s mattress just came to the house,” Trent drawled. “So I’m getting my room back today.”

“Oh, that’s great!”

“So, you’ll come home with me tomorrow?”

“Okay,” Kayden sighed. “But only because it’s a review day.”

“Of course.”

“Meet at the Treehouse at noon?”

“Yes. Noon.”

“A-and no more kissing,” Kayden stuttered. “It’s n-not fair when I’m not there to join in.”

“No,” Trent laughed. “I guess it’s not. I’ll definitely wait for you next time.”

Kayden smiled, but stored the info away for later. He needed to talk to Lucas…

“Love you babe.”

“I love you too.”

“Talk later.”

The call disconnected and Kayden clasped the phone to his heart. He wished he was with Trent now…He wished he wasn’t stuck at home with his family.

Last night when Trent had dropped him off with Ian and Audrey, he’d been stumbling drunk. Audrey had forced him to eat a handful of breath mints to combat the odor, and when they’d come in the back door, Kayden had leaned against Ian’s shoulder for stability. Mark had eyed him suspiciously, but he hadn’t commented. He’d sent the boys straight to bed, ordering a day of studying for the morning.

Kayden rolled out of bed and shuffled across the hall for the bathroom. He planned out his day as he searched through the medicine cabinet for the aspirin. A shower first, breakfast, then homework until dinner. He sighed and shut the medicine cabinet when he found the pain reliever. For once in his life, he didn’t want to study. More than anything, he wanted to stand up to his father and tell him the truth, but he knew it’d get him nowhere but grounded.

He took a couple aspirin, turned the shower on, then stripped out of his clothes while the water got warm. His right nipple was still a bit swollen, but it looked alright. The redness from last night had faded, but the area was incredibly tender.

Gently, Kayden touched the nub and gasped as a pain lanced through his chest. He was going to have to be very careful when he was around his parents. If Mark found out he’d gotten pierced….

Kayden climbed into the shower and stepped under the water. With practiced fingers, he reached back to remove the butt plug and set it aside for later. He didn’t want to think what would happen when his father discovered any part of his new life. He wasn’t sure he was ready to handle the backlash.

He let the water flow over his head as he worried about hiding for the rest of the day. After he grabbed a bowl of cereal, he figured he’d close himself off in his room until dinner, and even then, he might be able to get his plate brought upstairs if he made up an excuse about not wanting to interrupt his studies.

Kayden made up his mind to hide away for the rest of the day. It was really the best option available.

 

TxK

 

After Trent got off the phone with Kayden, he went inside to run on the treadmill for an hour. He’d moved to the weights and was in the middle of a set of reps when Vince knocked on the door and poked his head in.

“Your mom just got her bank card FedEx’ed to her. She said she’s going to call an Uber and go into town for some things.”

“Good for her,” Trent grunted as sweat slid down his brow.

“We should really try to get on the studying before my family comes to pick me up,” Vince said. “It’s important.”

“I know it’s important,” Trent growled. “Your father’s the only reason I’m doing all this. I want that internship next year.”

“My father’s not the only one who’s concerned about your grades,” Vince said firmly, and Trent scowled at him, thinking of Sarah Windsor and her stupid academic probation. “But I’ll try to keep the session as brief as possible. I know you hate studying.”

Trent set the weights aside and wiped his face on a spare towel. “So how was your date with my advisor last night?”

Vince smiled blissfully. “It was great, actually. We only talked about you for a few minutes. Most of the night was spent discussing…other things.”

Trent sneered at him. “As long as I don’t have to deal with her…”

“She mentioned she’ll be contacting you and Kayden soon for a meeting,” Vince said, and Trent groaned. “She’ll be checking all your grades this week, so don’t slip up.”

“Fuck you.” Trent gave him the finger. “I’m not going to fuck up.”

“Just come to my room when you’re ready,” Vince chuckled. “I’ll be waiting for you.”

“Alright. Just let me get a shower first.”

Vince turned to go when another thought popped into Trent’s head.

“Hey. Wait a minute,” he called after Vince and he paused with his hand on the doorjamb. “Have you seen Mitch recently? We’re supposed to go to study group tonight, but I haven’t seen hide or tail of him since Friday.”

“I don’t know.” Vince shrugged. “I haven’t seen him either.”

“Well, I hope he shows up because I’m going,” Trent grumbled, putting the weights back on the rack. “I missed on Wednesday, so I’d better go today. I think there’s a test coming up in that class next week, too.”

“He’s been really good about going to the study sessions lately,” Vince said slowly. “I’m sure he’ll show up.”

“Probably.”

Vince nodded, then swept out of the room, and Trent was right behind him. he wasn’t happy about the decision, but he was determined to get his studies done for today.

***

When Trent showed up at the library at five, Mitch was absent. He learned a lot and got some valuable notes, but he sat through the two-hour session with a frown on his face. When he left the library at seven, he decided to go to Seth’s to look for Mitch.

“Shit,” Trent muttered when he pulled up outside Seth’s and spotted Mitch’s Hummer on the crowded street outside. He coasted past, then parked a few houses down. With a deep sigh, he shut off the engine. “What the fuck are you doing, Mitch…”

Already annoyed, he got out and started for the house. His mood soured when he stepped through the front door and smelled the pungent scent of beer mixed with urine. Loud music ushered him down the hall, and he went, shoving empty beer cans out of the way with his booted foot.

The living room was packed with rowdy freshmen, and a group of them sat around the couches, smoking and drinking beer while Seth perched on the arm, laughing about something.

Trent paused in the doorway and scanned the room for Mitch, avoiding the curious gazes of the partygoers as he looked. The blond was nowhere in sight, however, and his scowl deepened when Seth caught sight of him and slid off the arm of the chair.

“Woah, Trent, I didn’t know you were coming by.” Seth wore another tatty bathrobe, and his eyes were red. His greasy hair was tucked behind his ears, and Trent stiffened as he got closer and pulled him into a hug. “I’m glad you’re here, though. I’ve been missing you…”

Trent pulled away at once. “I’m not here to party, idiot.”

Seth blinked up at him. “You’re not?”

“No,” Trent snapped. “I’m looking for Mitch.”

“Oh, he’s downstairs,” Seth said with a laugh. “He’s been down there since Friday night.”

“Doing what?”

“Drinking, fucking, being a general nuisance,” Seth said fondly. “I’ve just been letting him crash down there.”

Trent narrowed his eyes. “Does he know it’s Sunday night?”

“Probably not.” Seth scratched the back of his neck. “He was pretty messed up when I saw him last.”

“You’re an idiot,” Trent said again, angry. “You should have called us.”

“Lucas’s been checking up on him through text,” Seth said. “It’s not like nobody knew he was here.”

Trent turned away with a glower and started for the kitchen. A freshmen couple, a little guy and a much taller brunette were making out frantically against the counter, and he sneered at them as he opened the basement door. Neither noticed, and Trent slipped down the stairs in silence.

The basement was dark, but the TV was on and in the dim, flickering light Trent caught sight of his best friend entangled on the couch with a small-titted girl. She was dark-haired and Asian, and he had to look twice to make sure it wasn’t Audrey. Both the girl and Mitch were only partially dressed, and snoozing away, but Trent didn’t care. He grabbed Mitch’s shoulder and shook him hard.

“Wha…what?” Mitch blinked his eyes open in a daze.

“You’ve had enough fun for one weekend,” Trent said in a deep, authoritative voice. “It’s time to go home.”

“Home?”

“Get up.” Trent pushed the girl aside and yanked Mitch upright. Both parties were unhappy with the displacement, and the girl sat up with a start and went for her clothes while Mitch buried his face in his hands.

“I don’t want to go home,” he groaned. “What’s the point?”

“What’s the point?” Trent grunted. “We’ve got class in the morning! You just missed study group for Conflict Management, too, and I was hoping your ass would be there!”

“I don’t care about study group anymore,” Mitch whined. “It’s pointless. Everything is.”

“That’s fucking stupid,” Trent grunted. “You’re stupid, Mitch.”

Mitch groaned in misery.

“I have to go,” the girl said as she pulled her blouse over her head. She shimmied into her shorts next, then bounced off the couch and rushed for the stairs. “Nice talking to you, Mitch.”

Mitch whined as the girl hurried away. “You scared her off! Why did you do that?!”

“Because it’s time to go,” Trent growled. “Get up.”

Mitch got to his feet on unsteady legs. He swayed back and forth and for a moment, Trent wasn’t sure he’d be able to stay upright. Frustrated, he collected Mitch’s clothes, then shoved them into his arms. “Get dressed.”

“I don’t want to,” Mitch blubbered. “And I don’t want to go home either. I’m not going to school tomorrow.”

“The fuck you aren’t.” Trent took both of Mitch’s shoulders and shook him again. “Wake up, retard! You can’t stay down here in Seth’s basement for the rest of your life.”

Mitch took on a deeply wounded expression. “Why not?’

“Because you can’t,” Trent grunted. “Fuck, Mitch, is this all because of Audrey?”

“I saw her last night,” Mitch whispered, shutting his eyes as he remembered. “She was having a great time with a group of girls at the campus coffee shop. She doesn’t need me anymore.”

“So what? You’re going to fall off the face of the earth?” Trent growled. “Put your clothes on and let’s go.”

Mitch glumly pulled his shirt over his head. “I’m still not going to school tomorrow. I don’t want to be anywhere near Audrey. I’ll go nuts if I see her.”

“Whatever.” Trent rolled his eyes. “Put your pants on. I’m taking you home. Now.”

Mitch stepped into his shorts next, then searched the floor in a daze for his shoes. Trent found them stuffed under the couch, and he kicked them closer.

“I miss her so much,” Mitch sobbed as he forced his feet into his tennis shoes and flattened the backs. “Nothing feels right anymore.”

Trent patted him on the back. “You just need to sleep it off. Come on.”

They went upstairs and found the kitchen was empty. The couple from earlier was gone, and loud, raised voices were coming from the living room. Trent heard a shrill, female voice, and he stiffened in recognition.

“That’s Ivy,” he murmured to his friend. “Fuck!”

“Who?”

“That crazy redhead,” Trent growled. “She’s in the other room.”

“Oh. Her,” Mitch snorted. “Well, I’ll back you up if she gets too crazy. Promise.”

Trent sighed and barreled into the other room. Ivy and Seth were arguing behind the couch, and Ivy looked up and met Trent’s eyes the moment he entered.

“Trent, I—”

“What are you doing here?”

“Is this a private party?” she laughed uncomfortably, but nobody else responded. “Am I not allowed to come? I just thought—”

“You thought wrong. What the fuck are you doing here?”

Ivy shifted from foot to foot. She was wearing Trent’s red Stanford hoodie again, and Trent frowned.

“How did you even know I was going to be here?” he asked. “Are you following me again?”

“I just…I just want to talk to you, Trent,” Ivy said, pushing her hair behind her ears and taking a cautious step closer. “I heard you and Maggie broke up—”

“Me and Maggie?” Trent wrinkled his nose. “Where’d you hear that? Nobody broke up.”

“Everyone’s talking about it in the dorms,” Ivy said, her gaze drifting to the freshmen gathered on the couch. Trent followed her gaze and saw a couple mousy looking girls grouped together, sharing a blunt. They both watched with huge eyes, and Trent curled his lip at them, annoyed by all the looks. “People are saying you had a big fight at the sorority party on Friday.”

“Bullshit,” Trent scowled. “Maggie and I are still an item, and I still don’t have any time to talk to you. I’m in the middle of something, right fucking now.”

“I see you found Mitch,” Seth spoke over Ivy’s head, smiling. “I wasn’t sure he would be conscious.”

“I wasn’t,” Mitch growled. “Thanks a lot, dickhole.”

Seth chuckled good-naturedly.

Mitch flicked him off, swaying into Trent on accident as he did.

Trent shoved his friend away. “I’ve got to get this retard back home, Ivy. We’ve got class tomorrow and tests all next week. I don’t know how you knew where to find me, but you’re too late. We’re about to leave.”

Ivy pursed her lips. “I could come home with you.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Trent!” Ivy stamped her foot. “We were lovers! Just a few weeks ago, in fact, and now you can’t even give me the time of day?!”

“That’s right,” Trent drawled. “I’m super busy with my friends and my classes. Sorry Ivy.”

Ivy looked up at him with watery blue eyes. “Do you have any idea how much I’m in love with you?”

“Not really,” Trent sneered. “And I don’t really care either way.” He grabbed Mitch by the shoulder, nodded in Seth’s direction, then drew his friend around the redhead and toward the exit. “I’ve got to go. We’ve got more important shit to do.”

Ivy screamed her head off as Trent and Mitch slid out of the room and down the hall. Even after they exited the house, the sound rang in Trent’s ears.

“Looks like she’s hoofing it on a bike,” Mitch said, nodding to an abandoned bicycle lying across the front walk. “Fuck, Trent. How do you get these girls to fall so hard for you?”

Trent kicked the bike out of the way and stalked for the gate. “It’s a fucking curse. Don’t ask.”

Mitch stumbled around the bike and followed Trent to the gate. “I don’t know. I wish I could get Audrey to chase after me on a bike. It’d be a nice change for once. I’m always the one chasing her.”

Ivy burst out of the house. “Trent!”

“Jesus Christ!” Trent grabbed Mitch’s arm and pulled him down the sidewalk. “This fucking bitch won’t leave me alone!”

“Trent, please, just…give me a chance. I swear I can make you happy,” Ivy said in a rush, grabbing her bike and pushing it through the gate after them. “It’ll be just like it used to be, only better, because I’ll have so much more time to spend with you now that I don’t have to worry about the sorority house.”

“Ivy! Fuck off!” Trent roared over his shoulder, but the girl hopped on her bike and coasted after them.

“Not until you let me talk!” she blubbered. “Please just let me talk to you!”

“Maybe you should just let her talk,” Mitch said as they reached the truck. Ivy stopped a few feet from the truck, her freckled face streaked with tears, and Mitch looked after her pityingly. “She looks totally pathetic.”

“Do you want to talk to her?” Trent growled, opening the truck, and jumping behind the wheel. “Come on, retard. Let’s get out of here.”

Trent started the truck as Mitch opened the passenger door. He turned off the radio, then checked the rearview mirror for the redhead, but jolted when Mitch let out a yelp.

“I love him, Mitch!” Ivy had Mitch by the front of his shirt and shook him in a wild desperation. “Tell him that, will you? Will you tell him how much he means to me and how I’d do anything to make him happy?”

Mitch gaped at the girl, then glanced at Trent through the door. Trent glared at him sharply and shook his head.

“I-I’m not sure he’s willing to take you back, Ivy—”

“But he has to!” Ivy cried. “He has to. My whole life is crumbling around me right now. I can’t lose the love of my life!”

Mitch looked like he was trying not to laugh. “Listen, I understand you’re under a lot of stress right now, but there’s no way Trent Hudson’s the love of your life.”

“W-why?”

“Because,” Mitch laughed. “He’s way too much of a slut to be anyone’s true love or anything like that.”

Trent frowned. “Speak for yourself, asshole.”

Mitch snorted. “Hear that? He’s practically proving my point right now.”

Ivy blinked up at Mitch with huge eyes. “I-I-I still want him though.”

“Just give it a week,” Mitch said condescendingly. “You’ll get over the worst feelings by then, and it’ll just be a little heartache, and that’s nothing. I mean, I’m dealing with the same thing right now.”

Ivy sniffled pathetically.

“Have a nice night,” Mitch said, then climbed into the passenger seat and slammed the door behind him. “You’d better lock the doors, Trent,” he said quickly, and Trent followed his advice at once.

Ivy stood listlessly on the sidewalk as Trent pulled away from the curb, then, at the last minute, she jumped on her bike and peddled after them as fast as she could. Trent skipped the stop sign at the corner and sped up, leaving her behind with ease.

“It’s too bad she’s so crazy.” Mitch gazed after the redhead in the side mirror. “She’s kind of cute.”

“No amount of cuteness is worth this,” Trent said under his breath, and Mitch laughed in agreement.

“No. I guess not.”

When they got back home, there were two idiots standing outside the gate. Paparazzi. They had cameras with giant lenses and were peering through the rails at the house.

Trent rolled Mitch’s window down and slowed to a crawl as he passed the men. “Get the fuck off my property before I call the cops!”

The fat guy panicked and backed up from the gate, but the taller guy swung the camera on Trent and started to film him instead. Trent scowled into the lens, then hit the button to open the gate.

“I fucking hate paparazzi,” he muttered as he rolled up the window and coasted into the driveway, leaving the cameras behind. “Now I’ll probably be on TMZ tonight.”

Mitch laughed. “Me too, then. I was right in the shot.”

“Lucky you,” Trent growled, then parked the truck in front of the garage and shut her down. “Maybe you’ll get your own crazy fangirl.”

Mitch sighed. “I just wish I could get Audrey back. She’s the only fangirl I want.”

Trent rolled his eyes. “Come on, lover boy. Let’s get inside. I’m sure your brother’s worried about you.”

“Nope. He texted me to have a good time,” Mitch said. “That must have been yesterday.”

Trent frowned. That didn’t make any sense. Lucas always took such good care of everybody. He cared when nobody else cared… He wouldn’t let his twin brother drink his sorrows away for days on end. That just wasn’t like him.

But when they came in the front door, Lucas stepped out of the living room with a bottle of beer and a smile on his face. “Hey brother. I wasn’t sure you’d make it home tonight.”

“Me neither,” Mitch grunted. “What are you drinking?”

“Beer just for me,” Lucas said with a smile. “It’s that Summer Shandy you hate.”

Mitch made a face. “You did that on purpose so nobody else would drink it.”

Lucas beamed at him. “So what if I did?”

“Are you drunk, too?” Trent grunted. “Fuck, what the hell is going on around here?”

“Not much,” Lucas said casually, swirling his beer for effect. “Your mom came home with armloads of bags about an hour ago, Vince is still out with the family, and I’m just enjoying my Summer Shandy.”

“Great,” Mitch sneered. “Well, I guess I’m going to bed.”

“Sounds like a good idea,” Lucas said. “You look pretty wrecked.”

“Yeah. And somebody’s going to have to drive me back to Seth’s in the morning so I can get my truck,” Mitch grumbled, starting for the hall. “It’s going to be a ton of fun. Can’t wait.”

Trent watched Mitch go down the hall before he chanced another look at Lucas.

The blond’s cheeks were pink with intoxication, and he smiled fondly after his brother, but Trent was nothing but frowns.

“Since when do you drink on Sunday night?”

Lucas shrugged. “I finished my homework early, so I thought I’d relax a little. Am I doing something wrong?”

“Weren’t you worried about Mitch?” Trent growled. “He was passed out on Seth’s couch, drunk, and sleeping with some random girl he picked up who knows where…”

“Is that different from any other weekend?” Lucas laughed.

“Well…no.”

“Mitch is having a really hard time letting this thing go with Audrey. You know that,” Lucas said.

“Yeah. I guess.”

“I was giving him a chance to relax.” Lucas took a drink of his amber beer. “And now I’m having my turn. What’s wrong with that?”

“Nothing.”

“Well, then.” Lucas smiled. “I’m going back to my movie.”

Trent shifted uncomfortably. “What are you watching?”

“I’m watching La-La-Land, and it’s got singing, and romance, so you’d totally hate it.”

“Oh.”

“See you later, Trent,” Lucas said, then strolled back into the living room. Trent heard the TV come on, and he decided to leave it alone. Shaking his head, he went upstairs.

The moment he was alone in his room, he took out his phone and sent Maggie a text.

Ivy just showed up again, talking about how you and I broke up on Friday. What the fuck, Maggie?

He had to wait close to ten minutes for a reply. He sat on the edge of the bed and crossed his leg over his knee. Impatient, he picked at a loose thread on his sock while he sat, his face sour.

I heard. But it’s not my fault. People saw us arguing, Maggie finally texted back, and Trent growled with irritation.

You’re the head of the sorority house! Can’t you change the rumors yourself?

Not on my own.

You stupid bitch! Trent raged. We had a deal! You’re supposed to be keeping Ivy away from me! That’s the whole point of this fake dating bullshit!

Maggie was quiet for a while, and Trent ground his teeth while he waited. There’s a party at the house tomorrow night. If you want to make this work, then you need to come and pretend to be my boyfriend.

Trent rubbed his face. “Fuck…” He really didn’t want to go back to the sorority house, but she was right. Okay. I’ll be over.

Good. I’ll see you soon, Maggie said, and Trent tossed his phone away with a growl.

***

In the morning, Trent got up with his alarm clock at 7:30. He went downstairs and jumped on the weights for forty minutes, got a quick shower, then grabbed an energy drink and left the house.

Jacob had anatomy in Gilbert Hall at 9 and Trent was going to confront him. He didn’t like the idea that the jock was walking around totally free to mess with Kayden whenever he wanted, and he was going to do something about it.

Trent parked in front of the library, hopped out of the truck, then started for Gilbert Hall. It was on the other side of the parking lot and he checked the time on his phone, then started jogging. It was ten minutes to nine. If he didn’t hurry, he’d have to wait until Jacob came out of class to talk to him.

He hoofed it across campus and made it to Gilbert Hall in several minutes. It was a low brick building on the north side of campus, shaded with palm trees and other tropical foliage. Trent paused just outside the front doors and ducked behind a thick pillar to keep watch.

He’d arrived just in time. Jacob came loping up the path just a moment later, alone. He had his bag hitched over his shoulder and his head buried in his phone. Trent waited for him to step past, then he grabbed Jacob by the scruff of his neck, spun him around, and shoved him hard against the bricks.

“What the…?!” Jacob yelped, but then his green eyes fell on Trent’s with a wild recognition, and they narrowed into thin slits. “You,” he choked.

“Yes, me,” Trent said, smirking. “I guess that means you know who I am, then?”

“Kayden’s boyfriend?” Jacob groused. “But…I don’t know how that’s supposed to work out, seeing as how your still actively seeing women.”

Trent forced his forearm hard into Jacob’s throat. “I really don’t see how that’s any of your concern,” he growled. “And yes, I am Kayden’s boyfriend, and I heard what you did to him after class Thursday.”

Jacob’s eyes widened. “I-I didn’t do anything.”

Trent loomed over Jacob’s slighter form. “You kissed him. And I’m not especially happy about it.”

“H-he told you about that?”

“He told me the second it happened.”

Jacob cringed. “I was just trying to prove a point.”

“I don’t care,” Trent said in a deep voice, pressing down hard on Jacob’s throat for effect. “If it ever happens again, I’ll annihilate you.”

“The fuck you will,” Jacob wheezed.

“Don’t doubt me for a second,” Trent said, baring his teeth. “I will fuck you up. I know where you are on campus at all times. I have your schedule.”

“You have my schedule?” Jacob’s green eyes glittered with malice. “Who gave you that? One of the guys on the team?”

“I have my connections,” Trent said cryptically.

Jacob struggled against him. “It was someone on the team, wasn’t it? Those guys are fucking assholes!”

“Aww, don’t you get along with your teammates?” Trent snorted, letting go at last. “What’d you do? Try to kiss one of them?” He’d only been joking, but from the look on Jacob’s face, he knew he’d hit the nail on the head. “What a loser,” he chuckled. “Do you get off on forcing kisses on unsuspecting guys?”

Jacob shook himself off and shouldered his bag again. “No,” he snapped. “I just have incredibly bad luck, is all. I never seem to fall for the right guy…”

“Well, you definitely didn’t fall for the right guy this time,” Trent said angrily. “I’m dead serious. Stay away from Kayden. Don’t look at him, don’t come near him, and most especially, don’t touch him. Ever again. Or I’ll be paying you another visit.”

“Yeah, whatever.” Jacob brushed past Trent and started for the building.

Trent watched the jock go with narrowed eyes. He wasn’t sure his threat would be enough, but he’d said what he’d needed to say. Jacob had been warned.

He started back for the parking lot, thinking he’d head back to the library until it was time to meet Kayden. He had a lot of good notes to study, and for once in his life, he was determined to learn the material. Kayden hadn’t wasted his time for nothing. Trent was going to get his grades up, and he was going to get into Big Buck’s internship at the end of the year. Trent had his mind set.

 

TxK

 

Kayden got to Chemistry early and found a seat smack dab in the middle of the room. He was surrounded by students on all sides and there was nowhere for Jacob to sit. He felt safe when the green-eyed boy strode into the room and searched the crowd for his gaze.

Kayden and Jacob met eyes across the room, but Jacob was already taking a seat in the front row, far from Kayden. He put his head down, then dug through his bag for his laptop, and Kayden watched him get set up, thoroughly relieved.

When class was over, Jacob left the room before Kayden could even finish packing his things. Kayden’s mood lifted as he grabbed his bag and filed out of the classroom. He figured Jacob had finally gotten the point, and he couldn’t be happier.

Outside the chemistry building, Audrey stood waiting, her arms crossed.

“I just ran into Jacob,” she said when Kayden stopped beside her. “He literally ran into me, too. And he had the nastiest look on his face…Did something happen?”

Kayden blinked in confusion. “No. Nothing. He totally avoided me.”

“Hmm.” Audrey tapped her chin as they started down the path. “Do you think Trent got a chance to talk to him?”

“What do you mean?

“Trent said he was going to ‘set him straight’,” Audrey reminded him. “Maybe he finally did.”

Kayden slowly shook his head. “I don’t think so. I managed to avoid Jacob on Friday, too. It was just a bad coincidence him running into you today.”

“Maybe.” Audrey shrugged. “But I doubt Trent was just talking. Don’t be surprised if Jake shows up one of these days with a black eye.”

Kayden worried his lip in concern. “I really hope not.”

“I can’t believe he tried to kiss you.” Audrey laughed. “What a creep.”

“I know. It was terrible.”

“Maybe I was wrong about him,” Audrey said as they entered the main quad and started across the plaza. “I never would have thought he’d try to force himself on you.”

“Duncan, my lab partner, said Jacob did the same thing to him at a frat party earlier in the year.”

“A serial kisser,” Audrey mused. “I wonder if he’s got a record. Maybe we should look into it.”

“Don’t bother,” Kayden said as they got closer to the English department. “Trent’s the only one I’m interested in.”

Audrey gave Kayden a side-ways look. “I think your brother’s going to be single by the weekend. Wednesday might be the last time we can all go out.”

“What?” Kayden’s eyebrows disappeared into his hairline. “What are you talking about?”

“I know you were pretty out of it Saturday night, but Ian had a really bad time with Jasmine, and he told me everything when he picked me up from the coffee shop.”

“But…what happened?”

“Jasmine’s already sick of the rules,” Audrey said. “She can’t stand they only get to see each other twice a week, a couple hours at a time, and she doesn’t understand why our parents are so strict.”

Kayden sighed heavily. “I feel bad for him.”

“What about you and Trent?” Audrey asked. “What are you guys going to do?”

Kayden smiled faintly. “Did I mention Trent came to my house last Friday?”

Audrey gave him a blank look and Kayden giggled in response.

“He climbed through my window and we had sex in my bed. It was amazing.”

Audrey shook her head, then paused to open the doors to the building. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me that.”

“There’s been so much going on, it must have slipped my mind,” Kayden said as he ducked inside.

“You mean the stuff with Trent’s mom?”

“That and other stuff,” Kayden muttered guiltily, thinking of the throbbing nipple hidden under his sweater.

Audrey rolled her eyes. “You’re like a completely different person. You’re so secretive anymore.”

“I’ve got a secret lunch date today, too,” Kayden said with a little smile. “I’m supposed to meet Trent at the Treehouse, then we’re going away together.”

“Of course you are,” Audrey sneered, then stormed ahead as they reached the classroom and took her regular seat at their group table by the window.

“Are you jealous?” Kayden asked as he sat beside her. “Because it seems like you are.”

“I’m still really sore about the thing with Mateo,” Audrey muttered. “And the thing with Mitch is twice as worse. He emails me every night at two or three in the morning, moaning and crying for me to take him back. I don’t know how much longer I can put up with this before I crack.”

Kayden studied his friend. “Do you want to get back together with him?”

“I don’t really,” Audrey sighed. “But he’s been wearing me down for weeks now.”

“If you don’t want to be with him, Audrey, then don’t,” Kayden said softly. “Jacob kissed me because he wanted me to be with him, but that doesn’t mean I just gave in. I mean, I bit him!”

Audrey laughed. “I can’t believe you’d do something like that.”

“Well, I did,” Kayden said firmly. “And it’s because I’ve got a boyfriend and I’m serious about our relationship.”

“I miss having a boyfriend,” Audrey said sadly, then fell quiet as Mateo entered the room. She turned away from him as he took his seat, frowning, and took out her notebook for class.

Kayden thought about Audrey and her situation for the rest of class. He wished he had a solution for her, but the only thing he could think to suggest was that she move on. Mitch wasn’t able to make her happy and everybody knew it. Audrey deserved better, she really did, and Kayden hoped she’d find someone else, and soon.

When class was over, Kayden packed up with a smile.

“You look awfully excited,” Audrey grumbled, glaring at him as she shouldered her kitty backpack. “Something tells me your secret lunch date has nothing to do with lunch.”

“No. Probably not,” Kayden grinned. “But that doesn’t mean I’ll leave with an empty stomach.”

“Eww, gross.” Audrey turned away and started for the door and Kayden had to run to catch up. “I have zero interest in knowing what the two of you do together in private. Please keep the dirty details to yourself.”

“Oh, come on. I’ve listened to your sex stories a hundred times,” Kayden laughed. “You’re being a prude.”

“I’m not a prude,” Audrey grumbled. “I just think what your doing is disgusting.”

“Prude.”

Audrey’s face darkened and she stepped up her pace to get to the doors. Kayden sighed and let her go. He knew he shouldn’t have teased her…

When they got to the main entrance, Audrey opened the heavy wooden door, then jumped in surprise. “Gaw! Trent! You scared the hell out of me!”

Kayden perked up with interest and hurried to slip outside. Trent waited just under the arcade, his hands in his pockets.

“Hey,” he said, smiling. “I thought I’d surprise you.”

Kayden did a quick check to see if they were being watched, then darted forward to slide his arms around Trent’s middle. “This is quite the surprise.”

“Mmm. I missed you,” Trent murmured, hugging him back tightly. They held each other under the arcade for a long moment while Audrey watched with narrowed eyes.

“Your brother and I are leaving campus at two,” she said stiffly. “Something tells me you guys aren’t going to be done by then.”

“No. Probably not,” Trent said easily, carding his fingers through the nape of Kayden’s hair, and it felt wonderful. “Do you think you could buy us a couple extra hours? I can drop Kayden off at the house before the parents come home.”

Audrey hesitated. “Ian won’t like it, but if your home by four, nobody will notice.”

Trent beamed. “I knew I liked you for a reason.”

“Pfft.” Audrey rolled her eyes. “Whatever. Have fun, you two.”

“Thanks. See you later.” Trent took Kayden’s hand, and drew him away.

Kayden gazed after his solemn-faced bestie for a moment, then turned and followed Trent across the plaza. He almost felt guilty for enjoying himself, but he could feel the excitement in Trent’s grip, and he hurried after him as a similar sort of thrill started in his belly. They were going to have sex, and he couldn’t wait.

“Guess where I just came from?” Trent asked as they ducked under the east gateway.

Kayden squeezed his hand. “Where?”

“The library.”

“The library?” Kayden looked up at the other boy in confusion. “What were you doing there?”

“Studying.”

Kayden blinked in amazement.

“My problem is I can’t pay attention in class to save my life,” Trent said. “But I got a lot of good notes from you, from Vince, and from the study group Mitch took me to, and I actually feel like I know what I’m doing for once.”

“That’s great, Trent!” Kayden said excitedly.

“I know.” Trent smirked. “I was in there for three goddamn hours.”

“Wow! I’m so proud of you!”

They started down the hill that led to the parking lot, and Trent held Kayden’s hand all the way. When they got to the truck, he walked him to the passenger side, then paused to lay a kiss on his forehead. “I spent an hour going over algebra, too, so we don’t have to worry about anymore studying.”

“You did?”

“I did.”

Kayden tilted his head back shyly and Trent took the hint. They shared a kiss right there in the parking lot. Trent held Kayden’s face and plundered his mouth with abandon. It was so romantic and passionate, and Kayden’s head spun from the press of Trent’s tongue against his.

“Come on,” Trent said gruffly, tearing away. “Let’s get back to my place.”

Kayden nodded and scurried into the passenger seat. Trent came around to the driver’s side and slammed the keys in the ignition, and Kayden watched his strong arm slide the gear shift into reverse. His gaze tracked slowly up his arm as the truck glided toward the exit until finally, he was staring up into Trent’s face, beautiful and chiseled in the afternoon light. He had the slightest hint of stubble on his jaw, and it made him look sexy and masculine.

“I can’t believe Audrey’s giving us extra time to fuck,” Trent said as they started down Campus Drive. “That was pretty cool of her.”

“I think Ian’s about to break up with his girlfriend, so we might not be able to go out this weekend. She must be feeling bad for us.”

“What does that have to do with anything?” Trent grunted. “So what if Ian’s single, he and Audrey can still hang out.”

“Ian’s been trying to get Audrey to hang out with him for years.” Kayden laughed. “I’m not sure she’d go for it.”

“Sure she would,” Trent drawled. “Have you seen them together lately? They’re gaga for each other.”

Kayden thought back to the drive to school that morning. Audrey and Ian had been chatting about the French club, laughing and joking around like old friends. Kayden wondered if maybe Trent was on to something. “Maybe…”

“Just saying, they don’t have to be total cunts,” Trent said as he turned down Dish Trail. “Just because they’re both single doesn’t mean they can’t go out and have some fun.”

“Yeah. I guess.” Kayden looked out the window as they coasted through the Stanford hills. The views out here were beautiful, and he enjoyed the scenery as they drove past.

“Goddamnit,” Trent cursed when they got closer to the house. “Get down! It’s the fucking paparazzi.” There was a white van parked on the side of the road, and a beat-up sedan in front of it. A small group of men with cameras were gathered around Trent’s front gate.

Kayden ducked his head. “What are they doing?”

“Trying to sneak a peek at my mother,” Trent grumbled as they rolled past the paparazzi. The men turned their cameras on the truck and Kayden hugged his knees to keep out of sight. With a dark, angry look on his face, Trent turned into the driveway and closed the gate behind them. “Guess we’re parking in the garage,” he muttered, hitting another release for the garage door, then gliding into the empty space. They waited a beat for the door to close behind them, then Trent hopped out and gestured for Kayden to follow him inside. “Come on, babe.”

They entered the house from a door Kayden had never seen before and took the hallway past Lucas’s room.

“Wait.” Trent stopped before Lucas’s door. “I left my piercing kit in there. Head upstairs while I look for it.”

Kayden nodded and scurried down the hall as Trent slipped into Lucas’s bedroom. He could hear the TV playing as he got closer to the front hall, and he tip-toed to the stairs. He was on the first step when a clear, female voice called his name.

“Kayden? Is that you?”

Kayden froze and slowly turned to meet Diana’s gaze. Her left arm was still in a cast, but she was wearing a white and gold bikini with a black see-through coverup draped on top. Her blonde hair was piled neatly on her head in a bun, and she had beautiful gold hoops in her ears. Diana’s blue gaze tracked up and down Kayden’s body, and she pouted.

“My god. What on earth are you wearing?”

Kayden looked down at himself. His dad’s gray Stanford sweater was hugely oversized on him. In fact, the sleeves covered the majority of his hands without him even trying. The pants were no better. His jeans fit at the waist, but they were baggy and too long at the cuff.

“No, no, no, this is unacceptable.” Diana started forward and gestured Kayden down from the stairs. “This is the second time I’ve seen you in one of these ragamuffin outfits,” she said. “Turn around. Let me see what size you’re wearing.”

Kayden blushed, but did as Diana instructed and turned away so she could fuss with the tags on his back.

“Much, much too big. You need smalls in everything.”

“I-I-I have clothes that fit—”

“Then why aren’t you wearing them?”

Diana spun Kayden around and looked deep into his eyes. “And this isn’t the first time I’ve seen you here either.” She looked pointedly at Kayden’s bag draped over his shoulder. “Studying again?”

“Y-yes.”

Diana smiled. “You’re one hell of a tutor. You seem very…dedicated to your studies.”

“I am.”

“I’ve never seen my son so interested in his homework,” Diana said. “He hasn’t had a girl over once since I’ve been here, and he hasn’t gone out at all, other than to go to classes. He’s like a totally different person.”

“He’s…really motivated to get his grades up.”

“Big Buck’s internship, right?”

“Right.”

“It’s really sweet you’re helping him so much,” Diana said. “Is he paying you?”

“No!” Kayden gasped. “Not at all. I’m doing this because I want to.”

“But what’s in it for you?” Diana pried. “That’s the part I don’t understand. Trent has his ways with manipulation, but I’m just wondering how he wrangled you into the fold.”

“He…I…we’re friends,” Kayden choked. “We met in class. I told you that in text. Mitch was dating my best friend earlier in the year.”

“Mitch’s in an awfully sorry state,” Diana laughed. “I saw him in the kitchen this morning. Hung over and looking miserable, drinking a glass of OJ. I think he’s still sleeping it off back there.” She nodded over Kayden’s shoulder and Kayden looked back down the hall just as Trent stepped out of Lucas’s room, the Ziploc bag of supplies in his hand. Trent immediately saw what was happening and he strode quickly down the hall.

“What the fuck? I told you to go upstairs and wait for me.”

“I-I was going to, but…”

“Don’t yell at him. I made him come down, so I could check his size,” Diana chastised, then turned her gaze back to Kayden and smiled. “I can’t stand to see him in another one of these outfits. I’ll be going out shopping in a little bit.”

“I hope you shop till you drop,” Trent grunted, then took Kayden’s shoulder and directed him back to the stairs. “We’ve got work to do. See you later, mom.”

“Have fun up there,” Diana laughed musically, and Trent cringed.

“Jesus Christ,” he muttered. “I don’t know why I invited her to stay.”

“Because you love her?”

“Yeah,” Trent grunted. “I must.”

When they got to Trent’s room, he shut and locked the door behind them with a sigh of relief. “Finally. Alone.”

Kayden tossed his bag down, then stepped out of his shoes. He sat primly on the edge of Trent’s bed and looked up shyly into his handsome face.

Trent set the piercing kit aside. “Let me see you, Kayden. Take your clothes off.”

Kayden complied at once and started to undress. He undid his jeans and slid out of them, then worked his sweater over his head. Trent watched; his hazel eyes dark with arousal as Kayden stripped until he was naked. When he was done, he tossed his things aside and looked up questioningly for instruction.

Trent took a seat beside him and drew him closer. “How’s your nipple today?”

“Sore,” Kayden whispered. “But less so then yesterday.”

Trent reached out and touched Kayden’s swollen little nub. Carefully, he twisted the silver bar through the sensitive flesh and Kayden groaned as a strange mixture of pleasure and pain radiated from his chest. “I think we should do the other one,” Trent said. “I want to put rings on both your nipples when I’m done and chain you up.”

“Oh god,” Kayden moaned. “But that will hurt!”

“Maybe, but it’ll feel good, too,” Trent said, squeezing Kayden’s pierced nipple. “And you’ll look beautiful when I’m done. I promise.”

Kayden nervously worried his lip. “O-okay.”

Trent smiled, then pulled back to yank his shirt over his head. “Lay back, baby. I’m going to do it different this time.”

Kayden groaned as he laid back on the bed, totally naked. His penis settled in the crook of his thigh and he closed his eyes and tried to get comfortable as Trent laid out the supplies.

“You’re not going to watch?” Trent chuckled, settling beside Kayden on the bed and banding and arm around his middle. “Come on, open your eyes.”

Kayden peeled his eyes open with a moan as Trent lowered his head and started sucking on his left nipple. He swirled his tongue around it and added pressure with his mouth and Kayden moaned helplessly as his penis began to react. Slowly, it grew against his thigh as Trent sucked and licked the tiny morsel on his chest until it too was fully erect and red with passion.

“Kayden…” Trent whispered as he raised his head. He smiled down at Kayden’s panting form, then leaned in to kiss him firmly on the lips. Time stood still as their tongues slid together and they devoured each other’s mouths. Trent teased Kayden’s erect nipple with his fingers, and Kayden groaned deep into Trent’s mouth as the pleasure went directly to his penis.

Finally, Trent drew back and unzipped his fly. He wasn’t wearing underwear and his fat cock sprang out totally unrestrained. It was fully hard, and the thick, red head bounced temptingly between his thighs as he shed his jeans and tossed them over his shoulder.

Kayden watched Trent’s cock in a daze. He loved everything about the impressive length. The feel, the taste, the smell…

Trent rifled through the piercing kit and removed a tiny packet of disinfectant. “As soon as I finish with your nipple, I’m going to enter you.”

Kayden’s eyes fluttered partway shut with a groan. “Yes…”

Trent used the little wet wipe on Kayden’s nipple, then blew on the hard little nub. It looked so plump and vulnerable, and Kayden whined a little when Trent pinched it again. “You’re one step closer to becoming a total whore,” he murmured. “How’s it feel?”

“Scary.”

Trent chuckled darkly as he selected a needle. He didn’t put gloves on this time, and he didn’t reach for the forceps. Kayden wondered what he was doing, but when Trent moved closer and straddled his thighs, Kayden knew he was going to be pierced without them.

“It’s only going to take a second,” Trent reminded him. “But it’s going to hurt exactly the same as last time.”

“I know,” Kayden whimpered. “Just…do it.”

Trent’s hazel eyes shimmered with affection. “I love you, Kayden.”

“Love you, too,” Kayden whispered, then took a deep breath and waited for the pain.

Trent pinched Kayden’s teat between his first two fingers and pulled it away from his chest. Then, in a flash, he lined up the needle and pushed it through the base of his nipple.

“Gah!” Kayden cried out. “Ohhh god, that hurts!”

“I’ve got to put the bar through,” Trent said, then reached over for the mentioned item. He slid it firmly through the piercing hole, then screwed the ball on the end. “There, baby. All done.”

Kayden looked down at his newest piercing through the tears in his eyes. It looked just as neat as the first one, but it was getting red, and the nipple looked like it was swelling already.

Trent slid the piercing kit off the bed, then reached into his bedside drawer for the strawberry lube. He nudged Kayden’s legs aside and settled into the space between them, uncapping the lube with his teeth. “Ready to get fucked?”

“Yes…oh god, Trent…” Kayden tossed his head back as Trent pushed his right leg up and slowly withdrew the plug. “I’m ready…” Kayden moaned as he tossed it aside and slid a finger inside of him instead.

Trent fingered him a few times, then removed it, so he could drizzle more lube on his cock. He set the lube on the bed, drew Kayden’s leg over his shoulder, then pushed inside of him.

Kayden moaned deliriously as he was entered. His chest throbbed horribly, but Trent’s length inside of him was hot and alive and when he touched Kayden’s prostate, electricity shot through his veins.

Trent planted a hand on the mattress over Kayden’s head and grunted as he moved over him. He drove his hips into Kayden’s ass over and over, burying himself balls deep with each push. With the lube, his cock glided in and out of Kayden’s body with ease and it felt so amazingly good.

“Trent…oooh…” Kayden wrapped his other leg around Trent’s back and drew him in for a deeper penetration. The wonderful feelings in his nether regions was eclipsing the pain in his chest. He went with it and reached between his legs to pull himself off.

“You look so goddamn gorgeous with both your nipples pierced,” Trent said in a deep voice, watching Kayden with glittering eyes. “I totally own you now. You’re marked.”

“Mmm…” Kayden moaned. “I like them.”

“You’ll like them better when they heal and we can start playing,” Trent said. “But until then, they really look cute on you.”

“Thanks,” Kayden whispered.

Trent leaned down with a smirk and rested both elbows on either side of Kayden’s head. Kayden was bent in half, and his hand was trapped between their bodies, but he moaned when Trent kissed him sloppily. The kiss went on and on and Kayden shut his eyes as Trent’s tongue pushed deep into his mouth, mimicking the actions of his cock.

They must have fucked like that for close to thirty minutes, their tongues entwined, and sweat slicking their bodies. Trent thrust his hips rhythmically and with an incredible power that made Kayden’s cock twitch with pleasure each time. He couldn’t stroke himself like he had before, but he squeezed his needy shaft as he grew closer and closer to the end.

Before long, Kayden came with an explosive burst of semen. He whimpered and let go of himself so he could wrap his arms around Trent and pull him close. He hugged him tight as he rode the waves of an incredible orgasm.

Trent grunted as Kayden’s asshole squeezed his cock in a death grip. He buried his face in Kayden’s neck, bit down on his soft, sweet-smelling flesh and fucked him hard until he came too with a muffled cry.

For a moment, the two boys lay together, gasping for breath, then Trent rolled to the side and pulled Kayden into his arms. “That was good,” he said in a soft voice. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No,” Kayden said. “I agree, it was good.”

“Even the needle part?” Trent flicked Kayden’s sore nipple and he hissed in pain.

“Well, that hurt!”

Trent laughed and tugged Kayden closer, so he could kiss him on the top of the head. “We should take a shower before we head back to campus, but we’ve still got plenty of time.”

Kayden settled against Trent’s side. “Mmm, I’m going to take a nap.”

“That’s not a terrible idea. I woke up extra early today,” Trent said, carding his fingers through Kayden’s hair. “I’m exhausted, actually.”

“Then close your eyes,” Kayden whispered as his own fluttered partway shut. “I won’t sleep longer than an hour. We’ll be okay.”

Trent rested his head on Kayden’s arm and closed his eyes. “I hope you know we’re having a round two before you go home.”

“I was planning on it.”

“Good.”

Kayden wiggled closer and breathed in Trent’s deep, masculine scent. He felt warm and loved and Trent’s stubble grazing against his skin made him feel safe…

***

That night, Cho made Bibimbap for dinner. It was a simple dish with rice, vegetables, and eggs, mixed with a spicy sauce. It was a favorite of Kayden’s, but the sauce was too hot today, and it was making him sweat.

Kayden’s chest was incredibly sore, and he was trying his best to be careful at the table. Both his nipples were skewered through and he didn’t want anyone to find out. Slowly, he reached over his plate for his glass of water and took a sip.

“Hey dad? The SNMA is meeting again on Wednesday,” Ian said to Mark over his plate. “Kayden and I learned a lot last time, we were hoping to go again this week.”

Mark stuffed a bite of food into his mouth with a grimace. “I just saw the marks on your Genetics test, and I was sorely unimpressed.”

“You did?” Ian blinked in surprise and set his fork aside. “But I just took that today.”

“It’s been updated on the student site,” Mark grunted. “I just checked when I pulled in the driveway.”

Ian’s face fell. “I thought I did well.”

“You missed ten points.”

“Oh. It must have been that essay at the end,” Ian said solemnly. “I pulled a total blank.”

Mark glared at his eldest. “I’m disappointed in you. I haven’t seen you get a score this low since middle school.”

Kayden set his glass gently on the table and carefully licked his lips. Ian’s face was turning red, and he wished he could do something, but there wasn’t anything he could say.

“I don’t think there’ll be any extracurricular activities taking place this week,” Mark said in a deep voice. “And that goes for the weekend as well. Nobody is going out. Everyone will stay home and study.”

“But dad—”

“I won’t be listening to arguments,” Mark said. “My decision is final.”

“Ooooh.” Emma taunted in a sing-songy voice. “Ian’s grounded.”

“Shut up!” Ian snapped.

Emma zipped her lips, but she couldn’t contain her smile.

Kayden took another cautious bite of his food, and instantly regretted it. Cho must have done something different with the recipe, it was really messing with his senses. He reached for another drink of water.

“We can talk about resuming your activities in a few weeks,” Mark said, shoving his food into his mouth without pause. “If your grades improve, that is.”

Kayden took a large gulp of water as Ian stared at their father in horror.

“But what am I going to tell Jasmine?”

“Tell her the truth,” Mark drawled. “Your grades are suffering, and you don’t have time to see her this week.”

“But…she’ll be pissed.”

Kayden set his glass on the table as Mark glared at Ian’s fowl language. He was watching Mark’s face for a reaction and miscalculated the placement of his glass.

Splash!

Kayden jumped as his drink spilled in the middle of the table and he bumped himself against the hard edge. “Ouch! Ow, ow, ow!” His new piercing had been smashed into his chest, and he clutched himself as pain blossomed through his little baby teat.

“What did you just do?” Mark shouted. “Look at the mess you made!” He stood up as water seeped over the edge of the table. “Cho! Get a towel!”

“I think Kayden’s hurt.” Cho stood and hovered over her youngest son. “Are you alright?”

“I…uh…yeah.” Kayden winced as he straightened and pushed back from the table. When he looked down though, there was a spot of blood on his sweatshirt. “Oh no.”

“What’s that?” Mark asked roughly. “Pull up your shirt.”

“N-no. Its nothing,” Kayden touched himself gingerly, then cried out as pain stabbed through his nipple.

“Let me see!” Mark lumbered closer and towered over Kayden’s tiny little form. “Why are you bleeding?”

“I-I-I-I don’t know!”

Mark grabbed the hem of Kayden’s sweater and fought him to lift it over his chest. Kayden cried out helplessly as he wiggled against his father’s big, meaty hands, and he finally gave in just so he wouldn’t be hurt further.

“Oh my god!” Mark cried out. “Where the hell did those come from?!”

Kayden yanked his shirt down as Mark pulled away in disgust. He buried his face in his hands and groaned in embarrassment. “I got nipple rings! I’m sorry!”

Emma snorted across the table. “That was pretty sexy. I think I know who helped you get those.”

Mark’s gaze shot to Emma, his face blotchy and red with anger. “Who are you talking about? Audrey?”

Emma pressed her lips together and hummed. “It’s a secret! I can’t say!”

Mark glared at her heatedly.

Kayden didn’t know what to do with himself, but he couldn’t stand to sit here anymore. Slowly, he slipped out of his seat and instantly, Mark’s gaze slid back to him.

“Where are you going?”

“U-upstairs.”

“Oh no you’re not,” Mark’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “I’m going to remove those disgusting things from your body before you get an infection.”

Kayden grabbed his chest and rapidly shook his head. “No.”

“No?”

“No,” Kayden said again, firmly. “It’s my body. And I want them. I won’t let you take them out.”

Mark stared at Kayden in silence for a long minute. “Where did you get that done? And when?”

“Audrey helped me,” Kayden said quickly, going along with his dad’s assumptions. Audrey wasn’t going to appreciate it, but hopefully, she’d understand. “On Saturday.”

“Is that why you came back drunk?” Mark sneered. “I knew something was up.”

Kayden gently rubbed his nipple. He felt so dirty and guilty. Tears sprang to his big, mournful eyes.

“I’m never letting you children out of the house again,” Mark grumbled. “The rules are about to become a lot stricter, that’s for sure.”

Kayden couldn’t stand it anymore. He turned and fled for the stairs. He knew he was being a coward, but his father’s disapproving gaze stabbed deep into his soul.

The second he was upstairs; Kayden checked his nipple. It was red and sore as the dickens, but the piercing hadn’t been torn out. Everything, besides the spot of blood, looked alright.

Kayden threw himself back on his bed and stared up at the ceiling as his parents began arguing downstairs in Korean. The words were coming much too fast, and he couldn’t make out any of the sounds, but he listened for some time as tears slid down his rounded cheeks.

Finally, he rolled over and grabbed his phone from under the pillow. It was 7:30 and there was no way Trent was asleep. Deciding he needed to hear his voice, Kayden risked a call to Trent.

The phone rang four times before going to voicemail. Kayden pulled his phone away from his ear with a frown. Trent almost always answered him…unless…

Kayden put his phone on vibrate, then slid it under his pillow. He was hoping Trent would call him back, but he wasn’t too optimistic. He had a feeling Trent was at another party, or god forbid, making out with Lucas again… He buried his face in the crook of his arm and curled into the fetal position as he worried about his boyfriend. He fell asleep that way, sad and alone.