Teach Me Bad - 25. Mon, Tues: Kayden

“Lucas?” Kayden said as he came into the guest bedroom.

“In here!” Lucas called from the closet. “I’m just getting started…”

Kayden turned to the bed and gazed at the pile of clothes in amazement. “Wow, she has a lot of stuff.”

“Yeah, I know. We’ve got a lot of work to do.”

Kayden walked to the bed and pulled a dress from the top of the pile. It was sequined in gold. It was gawdy, but he knew Diana could pull it off. “Did she mention when the car was coming?”

“She didn’t text me. Trent did,” Lucas said, emerging from the closet with another armful. “He’s the only one who knows for sure. Ooof.” He dropped the clothes on the edge then dusted off his hands. “Maybe one more load to go.”

“Aya,” Kayden groaned. Trent had got a text from Diana that morning asking about her clothes. It was Monday and apparently, she was anxious for her things… Trent had promised they’d have everything ready by dinner despite Kayden’s internal panic, and as soon as they’d gotten home, he’d hurried to the guest house to get started. Trent, of course, couldn’t be bothered, and had gone upstairs for a nap. “What a mess.”

“I guess we’ll have to put everything into bags,” Lucas said vaguely. “We don’t have any other luggage to use.”

“That’s a good idea.”

“Well, start folding. I’ll head back into the house for some bags in a minute,” Lucas said, then turned to go back into the walk-in closet. “Let me get the last of the clothes.”

Carefully, Kayden folded the dress into quarters. He placed it neatly on the bed, then started on another dress.

When Lucas came back with another armful of clothes, he looked pointedly into Kayden’s face. “So, how are you doing, Kayden? How was class today?”

Kayden blushed a little, then looked away. “I’m doing okay. And class was fine.”

Lucas set the clothes on the bed and started to fold as well. “But don’t you have lecture with Jacob?”

“Yes. But I didn’t see him today.”

Lucas slowly shook his head. “I wish you and Trent had reported that guy.”

“I didn’t want to report him,” Kayden whispered. “I don’t want anyone to know.”

“But why?”

“B-because I’m embarrassed to talk about it!” Kayden cried, and Lucas frowned at him.

“Yeah, but he deserves more than a kick in the balls,” he drawled. “He should be prosecuted.”

Kayden pressed his lips together and was silent. He continued to fold, but he was deeply uncomfortable and wanted the subject to change.

“You could still make a report. It’s not too late, you know,” Lucas said. “I could come with you.”

“No. I just want to forget about it…”

“But what happens when you see him in class?”

“I’m pretty sure I’ll never see him again, actually,” Kayden said quickly. “I don’t know for sure, but I think he assaulted another boy on the team. He isn’t allowed to come back to class. He isn’t sitting for exams either.”

“Well, that’s good, I suppose. I mean, it isn’t good, but—"

“Yeah. I know what you mean.”

Lucas looked at him closely. “But just because he’s going away doesn’t mean your feelings will, too.”

“What do you mean?”

“How are you dealing with things? I mean, are you and Trent…?”

Kayden looked at Lucas questioningly.

“Having sex?”

“Oh, no,” Kayden said awkwardly. “We haven’t done it since Thanksgiving.”

“I kind of figured,” Lucas said. “Trent’s been awfully tense the last two days.”

“I know.”

“He almost bit my head off when I asked him the same question in text.”

Kayden frowned at him. “Is that what you guys were talking about this morning? Me and sex?”

Lucas smiled at him sadly. “I care about you guys, Kayden. I’m just worried.”

“Yeah. About my sex life,” Kayden grumbled.

“It’s more than that,” Lucas said, then sighed and set his neatly folded clothes into a pile. “What happened is obviously affecting you. I’m concerned.”

“I…just need more time,” Kayden whispered. “I’ll be fine.”

“I don’t know about that, Kayden. I think you need a professional,” Lucas said. “Rape is a very serious violation of self, and I’m not sure you’re going to be able to recover from this on your own.”

“But I’m not on my own. I have Trent!”

“Whose way more concerned about his dick then he is your fragile emotions.”

Kayden pouted. “That’s not true. He’s being very understanding.”

“Is he?”

Kayden chewed his bottom lip. Trent said he understood that Kayden needed time, but Kayden had been forced to push him away on more than one occasion, and each time, Trent was becoming more and more frustrated…

“From the look on your face, I’d say I was right,” Lucas drawled. “He’s pressuring you, isn’t he?”

Kayden rapidly shook his head.

“Kayden…you can tell me,” Lucas said in a serious voice. “I’ll talk to him for you.”

“No. Please don’t,” Kayden whined. “He’ll be angry if you do.”

“So, he is pressuring you for sex.”

Kayden hesitated. “I wouldn’t really call it pressure.

“What would you call it then?”

Kayden focused on folding for a moment. “I don’t know,” he said finally. “I just feel bad that I can’t satisfy him…”

“That should be the last thing on your mind right now,” Lucas said. “You should be worried about yourself and your recovery. Trent doesn’t need to stress you out further by placing his needs on top of yours. I’ll talk to him.”

“Luke,” Kayden groaned. “Don’t.”

“I’m going to,” Lucas said firmly, then he finished folding a blouse and set it neatly on the bed. “Now, I’m going inside for some shopping bags. Keep folding. I’ll be right back.”

Kayden watched him go with a feeling of anxiety in his belly. He didn’t want Lucas to do the talking for him, but he was scared about making Trent wait for sex. He didn’t want to go to the police either, he just wanted to get over his stupid feelings… He was frowning at himself, folding the clothes with attitude, when he heard Lucas come back into the little house.

“Kayden? Can you come in here for a sec?”

Kayden set the clothes aside and strode into the other room, his jaw firm with determination. He wasn’t going to be pressured into anything he didn’t want to do. Not by Trent, not by Lucas, and never by Jacob, never ever again. He was planning on telling Lucas that, when he realized the blond wasn’t alone. “Diana?”

Diana stood next to Lucas, a dark bruise under her left eye and a sheepish look on her face. “Hi Kayden.”

Kayden blinked at her in amazement. Diana’s hair was up in a sloppy bun, and she wore a pair of oversized sweats and black Nike sandals that weren’t hers. She looked terribly disheveled, and it was so unlike her.

“Well, I guess I’d better help you two fold,” Diana said awkwardly. “Lucas said you just got started.”

“Er yes.” Kayden glanced at Lucas in concern. “We just pulled everything out of the closet.”

“Good.” Diana nodded. “I’m supposed to be back home by eight. I can’t stay long.”

Lucas frowned at her. “What do you mean? There’s no way you’re going back to Chase with a bruise on your face. Just wait until Trent sees.”

“Oh, we don’t have to bother him, do we?”

“Diana, you know you can stay here if you need to, right?” Lucas started. “We can just as easily help you put your things back in the closet.”

Diana’s lower lip trembled. “But Chase…”

“He doesn’t control you,” Lucas said soothingly. “If you’d rather stay here, then you’re more than welcome to use the guest house.”

Diana covered her face. “I don’t know, Luke…”

“When did he hit you?” Lucas asked, changing the subject. “What happened?”

“It happened last night,” Diana said into her hands. “I threatened to come back here if he didn’t stop screaming and he threw me on the bed and attacked me.”

Lucas took her shoulder and squeezed it comfortingly. “That’s terrible.”

“He was terrible all weekend,” Diana groaned. “We were at each other’s throats the second we walked in the door.”

Lucas shook his head. “What were you fighting about?”

“He’s right in the middle of a movie. I don’t know what I was thinking going back,” Diana muttered. “He doesn’t have time for me…”

“Listen,” Lucas started. “Why don’t you clean up in the bathroom.”

“No!” Diana dropped her hands. “I-I can’t stay! I really really have to be home tonight.”

“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, Diana. You’re a grown adult,” Lucas said. “You’ll be safe here. I promise.”

Diana deflated. “I could use a shower. I cried most of the ride here…”

“Kayden and I will start putting your clothes away,” Lucas said kindly. “You should just stay here for now.”

“I guess…”

Lucas drew Diana into the other room by her good arm. “I saw a nice fluffy robe in the bathroom. Why don’t you put that on after your shower, then come watch some TV? Vince is getting tacos tonight. I’ll tell him to get extra.”

Kayden waited awkwardly in the living room while the other two chatted about food. Eventually, the water turned on and Lucas poked his head back into the living room.

“Come on. Let’s get everything off the bed real quick,” he said, gesturing for Kayden to follow him. “We’ll come help her straighten everything out later. She just needs to be alone for now.”

Kayden moved into the bedroom and grabbed an armload of clothes. The two of them made short work of Diana’s things. They draped everything over the dresser in the closet and left it for later.

Immediately, Lucas was on his phone texting Vince. “I’d better get dinner situated. Can you handle Trent?”

Kayden nodded.

Lucas headed for the door, then paused. “And I am going to talk to him for you. Just not today.”

“Oh, please don’t,” Kayden groaned, but Lucas held up a hand and he fell silent.

“I’m really worried about you, Kayden. I wish you’d come to the police station with me. Or at least think about getting with a counselor so you’d have someone to talk to.”

“I don’t want to do either of those things,” Kayden whispered. “And I’ll get better, I promise I will…”

Lucas slowly shook his head, then looked down at his phone again. “I’ve got to call Vince. I’ll see you at dinner.”

Kayden drifted after Lucas, then stopped by the pool to watch him head into the house. Once he disappeared inside, Kayden sighed and followed him through the back door. He heard Lucas’s voice from the kitchen, and he glided past and started up the stairs, silent as a mouse.

Upstairs, Kayden slipped into Trent’s room and froze.

Trent was naked on the bed. His eyes were shut, his breathing was heavy, and his cock was fully erect in his hand. Kayden’s eyes roamed over his strong, muscular body and slowly, he licked his lips.

“Oh, Kayden.” Trent’s eyes fluttered open, and he smiled dreamily. “Just in time…”

Kayden sat gingerly on the edge of the bed. “What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” Trent snorted. “My balls have been aching most of the day. I need to come.”

Kayden watched him pull himself off for a few moments. His shiny, red cockhead was leaking clear fluids of desire, and Kayden licked his lips again. “Your mom just came back. I think she’s going to stay the night.”

Trent closed his eyes again. “Did she and Chase have another fight?”

“Yes,” Kayden said softly, but he was unwilling to bring up the bruise on Diana’s face. He knew it’d just ruin the moment. “Lucas is ordering dinner. Everything’s taken care of for now.”

“Good,” Trent grunted. “I figured she’d be back before too long. I don’t even know why she left in the first place.”

Kayden studied Trent’s thick erection as a sudden urge to taste him came to mind. He missed making love with Trent, he did, but he was so nervous he’d start thinking about Jacob when it did happen. The feelings of helplessness the other boy had inspired were totally unarousing, and whenever Kayden thought about him, his penis went cold and unresponsive. He was so afraid Jacob had ruined everything…

“Why don’t you come a little closer,” Trent purred. “Maybe you could finish me off with your mouth.”

“Trent,” Kayden whined. “I don’t know if I can.”

“Why don’t you just try,” Trent pressed, continuing to stroke his cock. “Jesus, we haven’t had sex in days. I don’t know how much longer I can last like this.”

“But what if I ruin it? What if I can’t finish?”

“We’ll deal with it if it happens,” Trent hissed, fisting his cock with determination. “Now, suck me.”

Kayden turned with a whine and looked down at the massive member. He’d swallowed that length more than once, but he was suddenly intimidated by the sight.

“Come on, just open your mouth…” Trent grabbed Kayden’s shoulder and pulled him closer. “Fuck, why are you acting like this?”

Kayden fell limp against Trent’s thigh. His cock was just inches away from his face and he wailed. “B-because I’m scared!”

“Scared of what?” Trent grunted, resting a large hand at the back of Kayden’s head. He used it to urge him closer to his cock. “Just suck it. Its just my dick, baby. It hasn’t changed.”

“Yeah, but… mmmpfh!” Kayden’s words were silenced by Trent’s length sliding past his lips and onto his tongue. “Mmm!”

“That’s it,” Trent sighed, using his handhold on Kayden’s head to force his cock deep into his throat. “Just let it in, baby.”

Kayden’s eyes watered as his mouth was claimed against his will. His lips stretched wide around Trent’s shaft, and he felt totally invaded. He hated the feeling of it, but Trent needed to come. Kayden could taste it on the back of his tongue and for now, he allowed himself to be used despite the tears and the humiliation.

Trent closed his eyes and fell back onto the pillows as he fucked Kayden’s mouth with slow, but deep thrusts. He laced his fingers through Kayden’s silky hair and moaned as he was pleasured. He didn’t notice Kayden’s tears. He didn’t notice the pain on his face… he groaned deep in his chest so Kayden could feel the rumble of it, and Kayden whimpered miserably in response.

Oh, God. Kayden hated this more than he’d even imagined. His dick was completely soft and he couldn’t breathe. Trent’s thick member was blocking his airways and he kept forgetting to swallow around the length, so he quickly started to choke.

Trent released Kayden’s head like he’d been burnt and sat up straight to assess the situation. “Are you okay?”

Kayden gagged a few times, clearing his throat so he could get a proper breath of air.

“Kayden?”

“I’m…not ready to have sex!” Kayden croaked. His tonsils were raw from the brief fucking, and dramatically, he clasped his chest. “You can’t pressure me like that! It’s… it’s not fair!”

Trent growled at him, then fell back on the bed and grabbed his dick. “Fine. I’ll just take care of it myself then.” Angry, he pulled himself off, his fist flying over his shaft. Kayden watched as his hips arched off the bed and he came messily over his flat stomach. “Fuck. Finally.”

Kayden frowned at him. “You practically raped me just now.”

“I was just trying to get off,” Trent grunted. “I’ve fucked your mouth like that before. Don’t act like that was unusual.”

“No, but… I said I didn’t want to!”

Trent made a face. “I guess I didn’t believe you. Sorry.” He rolled off the bed and started for the door. “I’ve got to wash this off,” he muttered, then disappeared into the hall.

Kayden gazed after him, deeply hurt. As the water came on in the other room, he curled up on the bed and started to cry.

He was upset with Trent, but even more so with himself. He shouldn’t have let Trent use him like that when he knew he wasn’t going to be able to handle it. Now, Trent was frustrated with him, and Kayden was crying…

It took some time for Trent to shower and dress, and Kayden pulled himself together in the meantime and crawled to the foot of the bed so he could reach his bag. He pulled out his psych notes and laid on his belly to study. It calmed him immensely.

When Trent came back into the bedroom, he wore a simple tee and jeans. His feet were bare and even after everything, Kayden took a moment to admire him. “What are you doing?” Trent asked.

“Studying.” Kayden gestured to his notebook.

“Dinner’s here,” Trent grunted. “I can hear everyone talking downstairs. “

Kayden sighed, then started to put his things away. “I guess we’d better go down then.”

Trent nodded and waited for him at the door. They took the hall, then went down the stairs. The voices in the kitchen grew louder as they approached, and Kayden knew Diana was waiting inside before they even laid eyes on her.

“Mom,” Trent said when they came into the kitchen and Diana looked up, then touched her bruised face with her good arm.

“Trent…” She was perched on one of the bar stools in a robe while Lucas and Vince stood on either side of her. The take-out food was on the counter between them, and it looked like they were in the process of handing everything out.

Trent frowned deeply. “Next time I see Chase, I’ll kill him.”

“No. Sweetheart, it was just an accident—”

“Nothing is ever an accident with him!” Trent roared. “I can’t believe you went away with him after I warned you not to! What the fuck were you thinking?!”

Diana hung her head in shame. She didn’t answer and Trent growled in frustration.

“Stop, Trent,” Lucas hissed, and Trent turned his glare to him instead.

“Don’t stick up for her! Look what happened when she ignored me and went off with that fucker! She’ll do it again, too, if we aren’t careful…She’s just stupid like that.”

“Hey!” Diana cried. “You don’t have to be so incredibly rude.”

“You don’t have to be so incredibly stupid either,” Trent barked.

Vince slowly shook his head. “I would never talk to my mother like that.”

“Yeah, me either,” Lucas murmured, narrowing his eyes at Trent. “I’m sure she knows better than to go back. She’s learned her lesson.”

“Is that right?” Trent planted his hands on his hips and turned back to his mother. “Are you finally ready to break it off with Chase?”

One-handed, Diana unwrapped a taco on the plate in front of her. “I’ve been thinking about it actually. About getting a divorce.”

Trent blinked in surprise. “Really?”

“We never got a prenup, so I’d be entitled to a good deal of his fortune,” Diana murmured. “I could start a whole new life…”

“Yeah. You could.” Trent glided around the table and went to grab some tacos out of the take-out bag. “How serious are you being right now? Please tell me you aren’t just trying to make me feel better.”

“When do I ever do that?” Diana joked, and Trent gave her the finger.

“Mother of the year, over here,” he grunted. “Fucking fantastic.”

Kayden followed Trent into the kitchen and was handed a taco in passing. He snuck a peek at Lucas and met the blond’s concerned gaze for an instant, then quickly looked away. He tried to stick close to Trent’s side, just so Lucas wouldn’t say anything…

“So, where’s Mitch?” Trent asked as he took a bite of his food. He didn’t bother to sit; he just ate over the counter.

“Where do you think? He’s with Ivy again,” Lucas said, primly opening his taco on his plate. “He said he’s trying to get as much time with her as he can before finals because she’s leaving over winter break.”

Trent rolled his eyes. “What? Is he in love with her?”

“I think so,” Lucas said. “I’m not sure he has the strength to resist.”

“What a fucking idiot. She was just supposed to be a rebound,” Trent huffed. “Now he’s going to go through another breakup phase.”

“Maybe not,” Lucas said. “They could still see each other on the weekends.”

Trent shook his head as he finished his first taco. He obviously didn’t agree, but he reached for a second and didn’t say anymore on the subject.

The five of them ate over the counter while Trent complained about everything. It was obvious he was in a bad mood, and Lucas kept giving Kayden pitying looks. He was probably planning out his speech to Trent right now… Kayden slowly ate his first taco than passed on the second. He felt queasy all of a sudden, and he wasn’t in the mood for food.

***

The next day, Kayden met Trent outside the science building, then they walked to psych together. Beside him, Trent was stressed, but he tried not to let it show. He held Kayden’s hand with a firm grip and walked with confidence, but Kayden could feel the tension in his strong arm.

Kayden didn’t know what to do. They’d had another fight about sex last night and Trent had eventually stormed out of the room to go sleep on the couch. Kayden had spent the first night in over a week alone. He’d cried himself to sleep…

“So, how was Chemistry?” Trent asked as they neared the psych building. “Seems like a waste of time to go to class when everyone’s reviewing for exams.”

“Oh, today wasn’t a review,” Kayden said. “We’re finishing up the last chapter in the workbook. I’ve got homework.”

“Great.” Trent made a face. “Well, I’m not getting caught up in class work today. I was planning on skipping Sports in History after this and just coming to lunch with you.”

“You’d better not,” Kayden said adamantly. “It’s the last week of class. Just go and make sure you get all the notes.”

“Vince will get them for me.”

“Trent, that’s not fair to your friend.”

“Says who?” Trent grumbled.

“Says everyone,” Kayden pressed. “You need to get in the habit of going to class and paying attention while your there.”

“But I’ve been getting along fine studying with you and Vince,” Trent grunted. “I don’t need to go to class.”

“But Vince and I aren’t always going to be here to help you, Trent. It’s important you learn how to take notes on your own.”

“Fine. I’ll go.” Trent dropped Kayden’s hand and stepped forward to open the door to the psych building. “Now will you shut up?”

Kayden slid past him, frowning, and entered the building. He spotted Audrey waiting at the back of the room and he started in her direction.

“I wasn’t sure you two would show.” Audrey stood up as Kayden approached and straightened her skirt. “I was only going to wait another minute or two, then I was going in.”

“No. We’re here,” Kayden said. “We’re learning chapter 28 today. I wouldn’t miss this for anything.”

Trent snorted behind Kayden, and Kayden turned to glare at him.

“What?”

“Nothing,” Trent laughed. “You just sound like an enormous nerd.”

Kayden pouted. Hurt.

“Come on.” Audrey rolled her eyes, then took Kayden’s shoulder and drew him into the lecture hall. “Let’s get a seat.”

Trent sighed and trailed behind them. They went up to the balcony and found their normal seats, and Kayden and Audrey sat and took out their laptops, but Trent lounged back casually and kicked his feet up on the seat in front of him.

Audrey gave Trent a haughty look over her computer. “So, Trent, what’s your exam schedule look like next week?”

“Short and sweet,” Trent drawled. “I’ve got tests Thursday and Friday.”

Audrey raised an eyebrow. “That’s it?”

“He’s only taking 12 credit hours,” Kayden said.

“Oh.”

Trent glared at the girl. “Let me guess, you’ve got a full week of exams like Kayden.”

“Yep. And two on Friday,” Audrey sang. “Ian and I have been studying after class like crazy.”

“Just the two of you?” Kayden asked, confused.

“Yeah,” Audrey giggled. “Your mom’s been letting us study in Ian’s room so we have more privacy.”

Kayden blinked at her in amazement. “But what about the rules? Does dad know?”

“Yes, and he doesn’t even care!” Audrey enthused. “Did you know Ian got his car back this weekend?”

“H-he did?”

“Yep. He’s driving us to and from school again,” Audrey bragged. “We’ve been spending a lot of time together, actually. It’s been a lot of fun.”

Kayden pouted. “But that’s not fair. When I lived there, you could only come over when our parents were home and even then, there were rules about us being alone and how late you could stay.”

“Your dad’s been a completely different person since you moved in with Trent,” Audrey said. “He just… doesn’t seem to care anymore.”

“Really?” Kayden gave Audrey a curious look and she blushed the faintest pink.

“Really. Like last night, your dad let Ian and I leave the house for ice cream. He didn’t even set a curfew. When we came back, everyone was already asleep.”

Kayden’s eyes widened. “Where you really eating ice cream?”

Audrey looked back at her laptop, grinning. “No. We had sex, of course.

Kayden gasped then slapped a hand over his mouth, but he needn’t have bothered, because Trent was being loud enough for them both.

“So, you and Ian finally fucked,” he drawled. “Congratulations.”

Audrey frowned at him. “You do know I’m going to be Kayden’s date on Friday, right?”

Trent shrugged. “It doesn’t matter to me. I know it’s all a lie.”

“Well, of course it is, but Mark is still expecting us to play the part. He mentioned something about a kiss last night…to prove to the grandparents were really dating.”

Trent stiffened with anger and his eyes narrowed on Kayden. “We said we wouldn’t kiss anyone else.”

Kayden gaped at him. “I-I-I—”

“What are you guys talking about?” Audrey glared at the two of them, and Kayden suddenly realized how very out of the loop his bestie was.

“N-nothing,” he stuttered nervously, and Audrey frowned at him extravagantly.

Trent folded his arms across his chest with a huff. “If you kiss her, I’ll consider it cheating.”

“That’s ridiculous,” Audrey snapped.

“Fuck you!” Trent growled. “Why did you tell me that? To make me jealous?!”

“Kayden and I are best friends!” Audrey hissed. “I’m only telling you because I want you to know how much of a favor I’m doing for the both of you.”

“A favor?!”

Audrey crossed her arms too. “You don’t think I like pretending to be Kayden’s girlfriend, do you?”

“If you hate it so much, then how about I step in and be Kayden’s date.”

Audrey slowly shook her head. “Oh no, Trent. Don’t even think about crashing this party. You have no right.”

“I have all the right in the world,” Trent said confidently. “Kayden’s my boyfriend, after all.”

“Everything has been planned to a tee,” Audrey said firmly. “You can’t just barge in and ruin everything!”

“Who says I can’t?”

Audrey looked at Kayden in astonishment. “You aren’t seriously encouraging this, are you?”

“Trent… please,” Kayden whined. “You can’t come to the dinner.”

Trent scowled. “I thought we’d decided I’d take you.”

“Yeah, but then I changed my mind!”

“Why? So you can make your dad happy?” Trent sneered. “Fucking stupid. Who cares about him?”

“We aren’t doing this just for Mark’s sake,” Audrey said. “Kayden’s grandfather has a heart condition—”

“Here we go again…” Trent muttered, rolling his eyes.

“This is a family thing.” Audrey glared at him. “We’ve all decided we’re going to do this, so just stay out of it. “

Trent huffed and looked away, muttering angrily under his breath.

Kayden turned back to his notes, but he couldn’t stop thinking about the family dinner this coming Friday. He wished he didn’t have to go at all, but he agreed with Audrey. It’d just be better to stick to the plan and not ruffle any feathers. If he had to kiss Audrey, then surely a quick peck on the cheek would suffice.

When class ended, the three of them packed up and started for the stairs. Trent was in a somber mood, and he walked gloomily to the exit, just in front of the other two. “Guess I’m heading to Sports in History,” he sighed as he got the door and held it open.

Kayden edged outside. “Will you wait for me after class?”

“Course I will.”

Kayden looked up into Trent’s eyes. He couldn’t read them, and he was so scared he was going to lose his affections if these disagreements kept up. “I love you,” he said softly, and he meant it with everything in his entire being.

“Love you, too,” Trent grunted, then bent his head and caught Kayden’s lips in a brief kiss. Kayden tried to slip his arms around Trent’s middle, but he moved away before Kayden could touch him. “I’d better go,” he said, then he nodded to Audrey. “Have fun, you two. Catch you later,” he said, then started in the opposite direction.

“Bye…” Kayden said, and his lips turned downwards as he watched the other boy stride away.

“What’s going on with you two?” Audrey asked as Kayden gazed moonily after Trent. “You both seem really…distant.”

Kayden didn’t know what to say, so he turned and started toward the food courts. “Nothing’s going on. Everything’s the same.”

“Did something happen over the weekend?” Audrey asked, walking after him. “Because I swear somethings different.”

“We had a lazy weekend,” Kayden lied. “After Thanksgiving, we didn’t go out much.”

Audrey looked at him closely. “Are you guys fighting?”

“No! And what would we be fighting about anyway?”

Audrey shrugged. “I don’t know. Sex?”

“Please, can we stop talking about this?” Kayden whined. “Aya, I just want to get to lunch.”

“Alright, I’ll leave it alone,” Audrey said as they ducked under the arcade and started down the path for the Treehouse. “But I still think somethings wrong.”

Kayden pressed his lips together and didn’t say anymore on the subject as they continued to walk, but he kept worrying about his boyfriend either way. He didn’t know what he was going to do about him…

***

It was just after two when Trent turned down Dish Trail and drove for the house. He and Kayden had met outside the ethics classroom ten minutes before and had walked silently to the truck. Neither of them had much to say and the silence was an uncomfortable one. Trent stared boredly ahead at the road while Kayden hugged his bag and worried about everything.

As they approached the house, a flock of paparazzi came into view. They were gathered around the gate, peering through the bars with their numerous cameras at a black town car.

“Shit… look who’s back.” Trent slowed, then hit the gate release with an angry jab. “That’s gotta be Chase’s car.”

The crowd of cameramen turned on Trent and Kayden the moment they pulled into the driveway, and Kayden hid his face as flashes went off on the other side of the window. He didn’t want to be on TV again. He was embarrassed by the attention.

Trent didn’t spare the paparazzi a glance. He tore through the gate and aggressively roared up behind the town car. “That’s him. I’m sure of it…”

“Trent?” Kayden said, but Trent was already hopping out of the truck. In a panic, Kayden left his bag and hurried to follow him inside.

Trent stalked past the town car with a scowl on his face. “Fucker…” he grumbled under his breath, then he turned to jog up the stairs.

“Trent! Wait!” Kayden called after him, but Trent was in a world of his own. He didn’t stop. He went straight through the front door and disappeared. Kayden ran after him.

Inside, Diana was screaming.

“Don’t touch my things! I said I'm not going!”

“I’m not fucking around, Diana! You’re coming home with me! For good!”

Kayden caught a flash of Trent as he dashed into the kitchen. There was an enormous crash, and another scream from Diana, and Kayden hesitantly approached the doorway.

Trent had Chase pinned against the island. In one large hand, he had both of Chase’s arms locked behind his back and with the other, he held Chase down by his neck. The man’s cheek was pressed solidly to the marble countertop, and he was foaming at the mouth with rage. “Arrrgh!”

Diana stood just a few paces away, her good arm pressed anxiously to her chest. Her hair was mussed, and there was eyeliner running down her face. Her things were strewn around her, too, pouring from a hastily packed bag Kayden had never seen before.

“What the fuck are you doing here!?” Trent shouted at his stepfather. “You’re trying to take my mom, aren’t you?”

“Let me go, you little shit!” Chase’s face was flushed, and the scent of alcohol rolled off his person even from across the room… He was intoxicated again. “You’re breaking my damned neck!”

Trent pressed down harder on Chase’s spine. “You shouldn’t be here… “

“T-that’s my wife!” Chase blubbered. “We had a disagreement, that’s all! I want her to come home!”

“You should have thought about that before you hit her,” Trent snapped, pressing down sharply on Chase’s neck. “Again.”

“I didn’t fucking hit her! It was an accident—”

With a growl, Trent slammed Chase’s head against the counter, twice, then he threw him bodily to the floor. “That’s what I wanted to do on Thanksgiving, but mom insisted I didn’t, so…”

Chase flopped dazedly onto his back and groaned in pain.

“I told him you wouldn’t be home until three…” Diana slipped forward and wrapped an arm around Trent. “I was so afraid you wouldn’t be back in time.”

Trent gave his mom a distracted hug. “You should have called me.”

“There wasn’t any time. He just… showed up maybe an hour ago and started packing my things in a bag. We argued and argued and finally, he grabbed me by the hair and….” Diana sniffled.

Trent whirled on Chase and kicked him forcefully in the side. “We’re so getting a restraining order on your ass.” Chase curled into himself and moaned unintelligibly, and Trent curled his lip with disdain.

Diana glared down at her husband, too, then wrinkled her nose and spit at him. “I want a divorce.”

“Goddammit…” Chase moaned from the floor, scrubbing his bleeding face with his trembling hands. “Goddamn… son of a bitch!”

Kayden watched the scene from the door, his eyes wide with amazement.

“You need to go or I’ll call the cops,” Trent hissed down at his step dad. “I’m so fucking sick of dealing with your drunken rages.”

“Just… give me a minute,” Chase groaned, and Trent folded his arms and watched him in silence.

It took a few moments for Chase to scrape himself off the tile, but when he did, he didn’t look at anybody, he limped past Kayden and started down the hall. Kayden watched the man stagger outside, then he joined the other two in the kitchen.

Diana hugged Trent again. Tight. “I’m so glad you’re here,” she said into his chest.

Trent hugged her back. “Yeah, me too.”

Kayden smiled faintly at the pair, relieved. Maybe things would finally change for Diana…

Over the next few minutes, Kayden and Trent helped Diana pick up her things, then they took them back to the guest house. Diana muttered something about taking a bath, so they made sure she had everything she needed then left her to herself.

“I think my mom’s finally got it through her head Chase is a loser,” Trent said as they came into his bedroom. “About time, too,” he said, kicking his shoes off, then throwing himself back on the bed.

“Do you think she’s really going to divorce him?” Kayden paused at the door to remove his shoes as well. “I can’t believe you beat him up like that.”

“Why? He had her by the throat when I came in the kitchen, and I snapped,” Trent murmured, staring up at the ceiling with a glower on his face. “I hope she’s fucking serious about the split.”

Gingerly, Kayden sat on the edge of the bed and looked longingly at Trent. He looked so tough and yet, beautiful, spread out on his bed, and Kayden wished he could enjoy him. Suddenly, Trent propped himself up on his elbows and glared into his half-lidded eyes.

“Mom should have let me deal with Chase sooner. And you should let me handle your father, just the same.”

Kayden’s moony-eyed expression fell away. “What?”

“You should ask me to be your date for the family thing on Friday.”

“Trent…I can’t.”

“You can,” Trent pressed. “It’s as simple as inviting me to come with you.”

“But my dad…”

“You aren’t even living with him anymore…who cares if he’s pissed?”

“I care,” Kayden said in a little voice. “I don’t want anyone to be mad at me.”

“That’s a stupid reason not to stand up for yourself,” Trent said firmly.

Kayden looked away and fidgeted nervously with his hands. “I know, but—”

“Are you really going to kiss Audrey?”

Kayden blushed a soft pink. “I-I don’t know.”

“I think you are,” Trent hissed. “I think you’re going to cheat on me just to cover your own ass.”

“But-but it’s just Audrey!” Kayden cried. “I know I said no kissing, but this is a valid exception!”

“That’s what you say, but I think you’re taking the easy way out,” Trent said heatedly. “You don’t have to kiss her.”

“So what’s the alternative?” Kayden whispered, wringing his hands in distress. “To bring you instead and infuriate my dad?”

Trent nodded his head. “We’re already having problems. The last thing you should do is go off with some girl to a family event. You should stand by me, instead.”

“Trent…” Kayden moaned. “Please, the grandparents…”

“There’s no way they’re as fragile as your dad says they are,” Trent snapped. “Your grandpa isn’t going to collapse just because you’re a fag.”

“But…” Kayden thought of the old, frail man he’d seen in pictures. “What if he does.”

“Fine.” Slowly, Trent narrowed his eyes. “But I don’t know how much longer I can stand this, Kayden.”

Kayden felt his heart stop. “Stand what?”

“This…” Trent gestured between them. “This sexless relationship. I just want you to be honest with your family and you’re fighting me all the way.”

Kayden paled. “What does sex have to do with my family.”

“It just shows me how committed to the relationship you are,” Trent said. “And it doesn’t seem like your heart’s in it. You’d rather lie and kiss your best friend than have sex with me—”

“Trent! Those two things are completely unrelated!”

“Not to me they aren’t,” Trent grumbled. “I didn’t care at first, but its really starting to bother me.”

“So, if we had sex, you’d be less salty about it?

“Yeah, but we aren’t going to have sex.”

Kayden’s eyes prickled with tears, and quickly, he brushed them away then stood up. “Let’s do it then. If that’s all it will take.”

“Do what?” Trent looked up at him boredly. “You can’t even get through a blowjob now.”

“Have sex,” Kayden said, then he ripped his t-shirt over his head and let it flutter to the floor. “You can fuck me if it’ll make things easier for you.”

Trent was silent as Kayden undressed himself. He didn’t look happy. His eyes narrowed into thin slits as he watched.

Kayden unzipped his fly, peeled off his fitted jeans, then he stood awkwardly in front of Trent in his navy-blue shorts. “Don’t you want to do this?”

“Do I want to rape you?” Trent snorted. “Not really.”

“It wouldn’t be rape this time,” Kayden pouted, then he hooked his thumbs into his waistband and pulled his shorts down. “I’m asking you to do this.” He was completely naked now, and Trent’s gaze slowly tracked down to his cock.

“You aren’t even hard.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Kayden whispered. “This is for you, not me.”

Trent frowned deeply. “I don’t want to have sex with an unwilling partner. That’s weird.”

“No. It won’t be like that.” Kayden raised a knee and rested it alongside Trent’s thigh. “I just want things to go back to how they used to be. I want you to make love to me again…” He looped his arms around Trent’s neck, then sat delicately in his lap. “Please, Trent.”

“I don’t want to do this…”

“Just…close your eyes,” Kayden murmured, then he cupped Trent’s cheek and leaned in for a kiss.

Their mouths met, shyly at first, and then Kayden pushed his tongue inside Trent’s mouth and the kiss became wet. Kayden closed his eyes and concentrated on rubbing his butt against Trent’s groin. He could feel the other boy starting to respond, but he remained soft and unaroused. All he could think about was Trent showing up to the family dinner and giving his grandfather a heart attack, and it wasn’t helping the situation.

When Trent’s cock was fully hard in his jeans, he groaned and reached down to adjust himself. Then, his fingers brushed against Kayden’s limp member, and it seemed to startle him. He pulled away. “Kayden…”

“Don’t worry about it,” Kayden said quickly, then he climbed out of Trent’s lap and positioned himself on the edge of the bed with his ass in the air. “Just fuck me.”

Trent stood and towered over Kayden’s little figure. He touched his silky hip, and Kayden flinched in surprise. “You’re absolutely terrified,” Trent snorted.

Blushing, Kayden temptingly wiggled his butt. “Just…do it.”

Trent pried Kayden’s cheeks apart. “How long’s the plug been out?”

Kayden pushed up a bit on his elbows and looked solemnly over his shoulder. “Since Jacob removed it.”

Trent’s expression soured. “This is going to hurt more than usual, then.”

Kayden chewed his bottom lip in concern, then turned back around and buried his face in the sheets. He was willing to put up with some pain to make Trent happy. He didn’t care about himself anymore. All he had to do was hold still and Trent wouldn’t leave him…

Smack!

Kayden gasped and lifted his head in surprise. Trent was spanking him!

Smack! Smack! Smack!

“Owww!” Kayden howled. “Why are you punishing me!”

“Because I want to see your ass red,” Trent said casually. “And I already said it was going to hurt, what’s the difference.”

Kayden hid his face in the blankets again as Trent continued to spank his bottom. “Ooooh, Trent!”

“Fuck you for getting raped, Kayden,” Trent hissed, smacking Kayden’s stinging asscheek with his open palm. “You just had to get taken advantage of and ruin a good thing.”

“I-I’m sorry!”

“You should be,” Trent said, spanking him again. “I knew something bad was going to happen to you. That’s why we’re taking defense lessons in the gym…you should have been more cautious.”

Kayden cried into the sheets as Trent wailed on his bottom. He couldn’t help focusing on his ass and all thoughts about his family vanished from his mind. His cheeks radiated heat and the woosh of air Trent’s big, strong hand made as it flew at his bottom was shocking.

Trent spanked Kayden aggressively for some time. He didn’t stop until Kayden’s thighs were trembling, and he was whining into the mattress in pain. “Fuck,” Trent muttered. “Your ass is bright red right now.”

Kayden cried into the bed, but he didn’t move, he kept his ass in the air for Trent to enjoy.

Trent knelt behind Kayden and spread his cheeks again. “Still want me to fuck you?”

“Yes,” Kayden moaned. “Anything. Please just don’t spank me anymore!”

Trent snorted with amusement and Kayden could feel his hot breath against his tiny hole. He paused and waited anxiously for Trent’s touch and gasped when he felt the wet flick of his tongue.

“Oooooh!” he cried out in pleasure as Trent’s tongue made little circles around his tight, clenching entrance. Trent used the pointed tip to penetrate the tender, little hole, and Kayden pushed himself back against his face and moaned. It felt so good…Slowly, he felt his penis begin to respond.

Trent grabbed both of Kayden’s flame-red cheeks and kneaded them as he ate out his asshole. He pressed his face deep into Kayden’s crack and licked him with abandon. The mix of pain and pleasure was a very potent sensation, and Kayden whined helplessly as his cock reached full hardness.

Then, suddenly, Trent stood up and Kayden heard his fly unzipping.

“Fuck, I’ve been dreaming about doing this for days,” Trent murmured as he positioned himself behind Kayden. “You have no idea how inviting your ass looks right now, all red and warm…” he pushed his cockhead against Kayden’s entrance and Kayden stiffened with fear.

“Just…put it in,” he whispered as Jacob’s taunting green eyes from the other night flashed to the forefront of his thoughts. “I-I want you.”

“It seems you do.” Trent reached around and grabbed Kayden’s hard cock. “Brace yourself.”

Kayden buried his face against the mattress again as Trent started to push. The pain was sharp, familiar, and he let out a little cry in response.

“You okay?”

“Yes!” Kayden hissed, but really, he was not. Jacob’s laughing face was floating in his mind. He wished he could see Trent…Maybe they should have tried this from a different angle. “Keep going!”

Trent huffed and continued to push. His cock thickened a bit at the middle, and Kayden groaned as the girth stretched him wide. “Are you sure I shouldn’t stop?” Trent asked, squeezing Kayden’s penis for effect. “You’re losing your erection.”

“No, I’m fine,” Kayden gasped. “It just hurts more than usual…like you said.”

“Alright,” Trent grumbled, then he worked to push the last of himself inside of Kayden’s extra tight body. He gave a few experimental thrusts, and Kayden groaned in pain. “Annnd you’re completely soft now,” Trent said, letting go of Kayden’s penis with a sigh. “Great.”

“I’m sorry,” Kayden moaned. “It hurts. I can’t help it.”

“No. I should have stretched you more,” Trent muttered, then slowly, he started to pull out.

“No! Wait!” Kayden whined, tears prickling the corners of his eyes. The thought of them having to do something as rudimentary as stretching made him think of the buttplug he’d left behind… “Just go slow…I-I have to adjust.”

Trent sighed, then gripped both of Kayden’s sore buttcheeks and pushed back inside, hard enough to make Kayden gasp. He did it again, and this time, brushed Kayden’s prostate.

“Uuuuh!” Kayden cried out, tears rolling down his cheeks. Everything about this felt wrong. He wanted to stop, but he knew he couldn’t. He had to follow through with this.

Trent worked up to a quick pace, slapping his hips into Kayden’s stinging cheeks with force. He hit Kayden’s prostate with regularity, and almost against his will, Kayden’s penis got hard again. It felt good, but distantly. The most prevalent feeling in Kayden’s body was shame.

Suddenly, Trent fell forward and wrapped his forearm around Kayden’s throat. “Why are you crying?” he hissed, then lifted Kayden up, so he was pressed to his chest. “Doesn’t it feel good?”

The chokehold was gentle, but it reminded Kayden of Jacob again and even as his cock swayed before him, red with need, he started to cry harder. “I-I just can’t stop thinking about Jake and what he did!”

Trent growled low in his chest and pressed down hard on Kayden’s throat. “Stop thinking about him then.”

“I-I-I-” Kayden wheezed, but he couldn’t get any words out. Trent pressed harder and harder on his throat and dark spots came to his eyes. Trent was choking him out! He started to panic. He grabbed Trent’s forearm as his whole body clenched up tight with fear.

Trent groaned with pleasure as his cock was gripped. “Just relax and let it happen,” he whispered in Kayden’s ear. “I’ve got you.”

The lack of air made it impossible to think, and all Kayden could concentrate on was Trent’s thick cock inside of him, sawing against his prostate. It felt so so good and just before he passed out, Kayden realized Trent was trying to distract him. The fear fell away, and a wave of pure bliss washed over Kayden’s entire body. He relaxed back against Trent’s chest and gave into his will as everything went black.

***

When Kayden came to, Trent was overtop of him, groaning with pleasure. He pumped his hips frantically a few more times, then came with a yell.

The sheets below Kayden were wet, and he didn’t have an erection anymore either. He wondered if he’d come as well.

“Shit…” Trent pulled out, then fell onto the bed beside Kayden. “That was weird, but awesome.”

“I don’t even know what happened,” Kayden muttered. “How long was I out?”

“Not long,” Trent said. “You came when you lost consciousness and you clenched up so tight, you almost pinched my dick off. I came just a couple seconds behind you.”

“Oh.”

Trent pulled Kayden into his arms, then kissed the top of his head. “Thanks for doing that. I know it was hard for you.”

“It was,” Kayden whispered. “And not just because it hurt.”

“I know.”

“Lucas says I should talk to someone about what happened,” Kayden said softly. “Maybe I should…Maybe it would stop the bad thoughts.”

“I’ve never found talk therapy to be very helpful, but I’d support you if you wanted to do it,” Trent said with a shrug. “There’s all kinds of counselors on campus. I’m sure Sarah could point you in the right direction.”

“I’ll ask her about it next time I see her.”

Trent nodded.

The two of them cuddled together on the bed for a few moments, just enjoying each other’s warmth.

“I still think I should come with you to that family thing on Friday,” Trent said suddenly, and Kayden frowned up at him.

“Don’t. You’ll upset everyone.”

“Like that’s ever stopped me,” Trent sneered.

Kayden sighed and rested his head on Trent’s shoulder. “I just can’t wait until it’s over.”

“Shit. Me too.”

They fell quiet again, and Kayden shut his eyes as his thoughts drifted back to the idea of counselling. He’d have to go see Sarah before the weekend. He wanted to get started as soon as possible because he just wanted to get back to normal as quickly as he could.