Teach Me Bad - 19. Tues, Wed: Kayden and Trent

Tuesday morning, Kayden, Trent, and Audrey sat at the back of the lecture hall, taking their psych exams. No one was allowed in the balcony during tests, and everyone had to sit with a free space between them to lessen the temptation of looking at neighbors’ papers.

It was a multiple-choice exam and Kayden was on the third to last question. He’d had little trouble with the material. Everything he and Trent had been studying was covered and he was hoping his boyfriend was doing as well as he was.

Suddenly, Trent stood up and shouldered his bag. Kayden looked up, wide-eyed, and Trent smirked at him. “All finished,” he murmured. “Meet you outside?”

“Y-yeah.”

Trent nodded, then stepped around Kayden and into the aisle. As he stalked to the front of the room to turn in his Scantron, Kayden ducked his head and quickly went back to his test. He had to finish!

It took only moments for him to complete the last few questions, and he scanned over his paper to make sure he hadn’t missed anything, then grabbed his things. Beside him, Audrey was finishing as well, and she lazily dropped her pencil into the front of her kitty backpack.

“Come on,” Kayden whispered. “Trent’s waiting for us.”

“Oh no. We’d better hurry.” Audrey rolled her eyes but zipped up her backpack and stood to slip it over her arm. “Let’s go.”

They went to the front of the room to turn in their test, then quietly left the lecture hall.

“Trent knows you have another test today, right?” Audrey asked as they headed through the lobby and toward the doors. “You are coming to Ethics with me, aren’t you?”

“Of course I am,” Kayden said. “That’s why Trent’s waiting for us. He’s coming to lunch, so we can at least spend some time together before I have to go home.”

“Okay. I was just checking,” Audrey said as they reached the exit and stepped outside.

Kayden fell quiet as he spotted Trent lounging against the side of the building. He wore a long-sleeved Henley with the sleeves pushed up, so his strong, muscular arms were exposed. Kayden’s gaze slowly tracked up his body, but then Trent’s eyes landed on him and he blushed and shuffled closer.

“I-I can’t believe you finished before me.”

“Why?” Trent smirked. “That test was a breeze.”

Kayden perked up. “Really?”

“Yeah. Everything you taught me was on there.” Trent pushed himself off the wall and slid an arm around his waist. “It was a piece of cake.”

Kayden looked up at him adoringly. “I’m so glad you did well.”

“Me too…C’mere.” Trent leaned in and caught Kayden’s lips in a tender kiss. Kayden slid his arms around him and held on tight as it became heated. He’d been even more addicted to Trent’s kisses since Saturday night, and the impromptu threesome with Seth. He wouldn’t say, but the session had made him deeply uneasy.

Seth’s penis had felt all wrong in his mouth. It wasn’t the right shape or the same familiar flavor. He would have hated every minute of it if it hadn’t been for Trent lovingly fucking his ass from behind.

Kayden was used to being abused. He liked when Trent slapped his bottom and pulled on his nipples, but he didn’t know how he felt about being forced to suck another man’s cock. That had been frightening.

“Nobody is ever allowed to fuck you,” Trent had said, and Kayden had been comforted by that promise. But Trent’s admission they were experimenting had immediately undone it. What if Trent wanted more partners? What if he wanted a girl? What if he fell in lust with someone else and left Kayden forever?

The possibilities were endless, and Kayden was filled with anxiety every time he imagined Trent introducing another partner.

“Ahem.”

Trent pulled away from Kayden and gave Audrey a haughty smile. “Yes?”

“I’d like to get to lunch if you don’t mind,” Audrey said. “Ian said he was going to help me go over my Ethics notes.”

Trent tugged Kayden into his side, then gestured for Audrey to go ahead. “Lead the way.”

Audrey turned and started down the walkway at a clip. “I wish our professors weren’t making us take tests so close to finals. We’ve got Thanksgiving break next Wednesday, one more full week of classes after that, then finals.”

“Then three whole weeks of winter break,” Trent hummed. “I can’t fucking wait.”

Audrey smiled at him. “I can’t wait either. I’ve been studying every single night for days on end. I’m exhausted.”

“At least you get to stop after dinner,” Kayden grumbled. “That’s when my dad comes home, and things really get serious. We’ve been studying until 9 most nights.”

“The offer still stands for you to come live with me,” Trent drawled. “I know you’ve been thinking about it. There’s no way you haven’t.”

Kayden chewed his lip as he considered. “Maybe a little.”

Trent snorted in amusement. “You’ve only thought about having your own freedom a little? You need to get the fuck out of that house, Kayden. For your own good.”

“I know…” Kayden muttered as they started under the covered walkway. A pair of boys were heading in their direction, taking up the entire path, and he squeezed into Trent’s side to make room.

“Excuse me,” Audrey said as she passed the boys, but both of them were gawking at Trent. Then the shorter one elbowed his friend and whispered something under his breath, and suddenly, the two of them began to laugh.

Trent stopped dead in his tracks and glared at the boys as they strolled past, chuckling. “What the fuck?”

Kayden stopped beside him and peeked at the boys over his shoulder. He caught the shorter guy’s eyes and received a mean smile in return. He felt a chill go down his spine.

“I’m going to the Treehouse without you!” Audrey sang, and he realized the girl had continued to walk and was several paces away now.

“Come on,” Kayden said to Trent, nudging him gently in Audrey’s direction. “I’m sure it was nothing.”

“Nothing? They were fucking laughing at us,” Trent spat.

“Did you know those guys?”

“From parties…”

“Well, maybe they know something about that party we went to this weekend,” Kayden said carefully, and Trent scoffed.

“You mean, Seth blabbed about us fucking?”

“Maybe.”

Trent looked away, his lip curling. “I don’t know if I want to go to lunch anymore.”

“Oh, please,” Kayden whined. “I won’t get to see you until late if you leave now.”

Trent looked down at him pityingly. “Well, I did want to spend extra time with you. It’s not fair we can’t just skip and go back to my place—”

“Trent! I already said I can’t skip today!” Kayden cried. “I have another test in an hour!”

“Alright, alright, let’s go,” Trent huffed, then pulled Kayden down the path after Audrey’s retreating figure. “I can’t wait to watch your friends study for Ethics.”

Kayden stayed quiet as they caught up with Audrey. He was worrying about the boys on the path, and he didn’t stop when they reached the Treehouse and Audrey paused to scan the room.

“There he is,” she said, pointing across the room, and Ian waved from a table toward the middle.

Immediately, it was apparent something was different. As they slipped through the lunch tables, people looked at them, at Trent specifically, but Kayden was getting side-eyed looks as well. Beside him, Trent stiffened in reply, and when they reached the table he pulled out the nearest chair and fell into it with a scowl.

“People are looking at us.”

Kayden nervously sat beside him. “I-I-I noticed.”

“What the fuck’s going on!?”

“I-I don’t know.”

“What’s happening?” Ian asked coolly.

“People are looking at us,” Trent growled, looking darkly around the cafeteria. “And I’m trying to figure out why.”

“Your dad’s famous, right?” Ian asked, and Trent gave him an irritated look.

“He writes and directs Hollywood movies.”

“Well, there you go.”

“This is different than that,” Trent snapped. “I mean, look at those fucks over there!” He pointed wildly over Ian’s shoulder, but when Ian glanced, the table’s occupants were carefully looking in the other direction.

“I don’t see anyone looking.”

“You just missed them,” Trent hissed. “They were all staring at me.”

Ian raised his eyebrows.

“Oh, don’t worry about him,” Audrey said as she pulled her bag up onto the table. “Some boys made fun of him on the path just now and he’s all bent out of shape.”

“Made fun—You have no idea what they were laughing about either!”

“I know why they were laughing,” Audrey said, unzipping her bag. “They were laughing because you had your arm around my best friend and the two of you look like a couple.”

“She’s got a point,” Kayden said.

Trent crossed his arms. “I don’t see why that would make them laugh like they did. I think it’s something else.”

“If you really wanted to know, I could ask someone for you,” Ian suggested.

Trent sneered at him. “No thanks. I’ll handle my own business.”

“Well, alright then,” Ian said. “Anyone up for sushi? I was going to get the sampler platter.”

“Oh, that sounds nice,” Audrey said, setting aside her notes. “I’m like addicted to the dragon roll.”

“Cool.” Ian smiled, too. “I’ll be right back.” He stood and rounded Audrey’s chair, trailing a hand along her shoulder as he went.

Audrey giggled and looked after him, beaming like a radiant sun.

Trent looked at her boredly. “Looks like things with you and Ian are going swimmingly.”

Audrey turned back to the table with a flush on her cheeks.

“Mitch’s finally moving on, too,” Trent said. “He hooked up with my ex over the weekend. He’s pretty crazy about her so far.”

“Crazy?” Audrey flipped her short hair behind her ear, then looked after Ian, frowning. “I believe that.”

“Are you jealous?” Trent asked. “I told you he’d move on eventually.”

“Nope. I’m already on my second boyfriend.”

“That doesn’t mean you’re not jealous.”

Audrey turned back to glare at him. “Screw off, Trent. So what if I’m jealous? That doesn’t change my decision.”

“Poor Audrey.” Trent chuckled under his breath. “I sure hope Ian can live up to all your expectations.”

“And what expectations do you think I have?”

“Sexual ones,” Trent pressed, and Audrey’s face started to get red. “We both know Mitch is a champ in bed. He’s almost as good as me, even.”

“Trent…” Kayden whispered. “Stop it. Ian’s my brother.”

“And he’s a virgin, too, I’ll bet,” Trent snorted. “Your friend’s been deflowered by a pro. I’m seriously afraid for her.”

“We’re not having sex just yet,” Audrey hedged. “And I’m okay with that for now.”

“For now,” Trent jeered. “But just wait until you have to teach him how to use his own dick. Because you will. If he’s totally inexperienced.”

“No I won’t.” Audrey gave him the finger. “You are so rude. Do you know that?”

“I’ve been told that once or twice.”

Audrey opened her mouth to say something else, but then dropped her hand as Ian drifted back to the table, a tray of sushi in front of him.

“What’s going on now?” he asked.

“Nothing,” Audrey grumbled. “We were just having an engaging argument.”

“An argument? About what?”

“About you,” Trent said, and when Ian curiously raised an eyebrow, he continued. “About whether you’re a virgin or not. And I’m pretty sure you are.”

Ian set his tray down. “Oh.”

“You are a virgin. Aren’t you?”

“Uh, yeah?”

“Then I’d suggest you start watching some videos on Pornhub,” Trent said. “I’m not joking. Watch as much porn as you can because Mitch’s game is strong. You’ve got a lot of catching up to do if you want to satisfy his ex-girlfriend.”

“Audrey’s my girl now,” Ian said, his hands curling into fists at his side. “I don’t care if Mitch’s game is strong or whatever.”

“Well, you should,” Trent said in a serious voice. “You might think I’m being a dick, but I’m not. You should get some experience. Fast.”

Both Audrey and Ian were red in the face and they avoided each other’s eyes as Ian slid into his seat.

“You’ll thank me later,” Trent said, then pushed his chair back. “Trust me.”

Kayden grabbed his arm. “Where are you going?”

“I feel itchy with all these eyes on me,” Trent grunted. “I’m sorry, but I’ve got to get out of here.”

Kayden glanced around the room and caught a few stray eyes peeking in their direction. “But Trent…”

“I’ve got to find out what’s going on,” Trent said firmly, then stood, so Kayden’s hand slid down to his wrist. He squeezed Kayden’s hand briefly, then released him. “I’ll call you later.”

“Please do,” Kayden moaned.

Trent smiled faintly. “Bye, baby.”

“Bye.”

Trent walked away and Kayden followed him with his eyes as he crossed the room. Behind his back, people craned their necks to get a better look at him and Kayden felt an icicle of fear lance through his heart.

“Can you believe him?” Ian shook his head. “Pornhub?”

“That’s Mitch’s favorite website,” Audrey said, pulling the sushi closer. “He had me watch it with him a few times…Some of it was actually very instructional.”

Ian blinked at her in surprise.

“Aww, Ian! Did you get extra dragon rolls?” Audrey exclaimed. “The sampler only comes with a half roll.”

“I got extra.”

“Thank you!” Audrey leaned closer and kissed Ian on the cheek. “They’re my absolute favorite.”

As Kayden watched his brother and his bestie pick over the sushi tray, he realized more than a few students were looking his way. Most of them were smirking, and it wasn’t a kind look. He hunched down in his seat and hoped Trent could find out what was going on.

TxK

As soon as Trent reached his front gate, the paparazzi went into a frenzy.

“Trent!”

“Trennnnt!”

“Over here, Trent!”

“What the fuck!” Trent frantically jabbed the button for the gate as hundreds of flashes went off around him. “Move out of the way!”

The leeches wouldn’t listen, however, and he had to rev the engine a few times to get them to back off. He immediately stepped on the gas and drove through the gate, pushing the button rapidly to get it to shut behind him. When he parked in front of the garage, he got out to look back at the paparazzi. The group of cameramen continued to take pictures as he stood in the drive, and he finally turned away and stalked for the house. Something was up…

“Trent?” Diana called the moment he stepped inside. Her face appeared in the living room doorway, and she gestured for him to enter.

Trent strode into the living room and immediately, his eyes fell on Lucas. He sat on the back of the couch; his face grim.

“What’s going on?” Trent asked, then he saw the TV. TMZ was playing. The show was muted, but Trent recognized the cast. “Oh shit no.”

“Trent…” Diana started. “Maybe you should sit down.”

“I don’t want to sit down!” Trent roared, and Diana flinched. “What did you assholes see? Was it that fucking sex tape?!”

Diana was silent, but it spoke volumes, and Trent covered his face and groaned.

“Oh fuck!”

“Diana…can you give me the remote,” Lucas murmured, but Trent dropped his hands and whirled on him like a fire breathing dragon.

“I don’t want to see it!”

Lucas pressed his lips together.

“So that’s why everyone was staring at me,” Trent growled. “That bitch released it after all!”

“I heard some people talking about a new video in class,” Lucas said. “They mentioned your name and I knew it would be bad. I came straight home after lecture…”

“Did they at least blur out our faces?”

Lucas slowly shook his head, and Trent yelled with frustration.

“Goddamnit!”

“Chase tried to call me twenty minutes ago,” Diana spoke up. “Did he call you, too?”

“No,” Trent snapped. “What did he have to say?”

“I didn’t answer it…”

“Great.” Trent threw up his hands. “Everyone at school knows, Chase knows… the entire world knows I’m fucking guys now!”

“Seems like it,” Lucas said, and Trent bared his teeth at him.

“I’m going to kill that bitch.”

“Trent?”

“I’m going to Ivy’s place,” Trent snapped, then spun to exit the room. “Catch you later.”

Trent stormed out of the house and hopped in his truck. He could see the paparazzi in the rearview mirror, and he glared at them as he started the engine, then mashed the gate release. Aggressively, he whipped the truck around, then roared down the drive. The paparazzi scattered in fear and Trent felt a deep sense of contentment as he rolled out onto the street unhindered.

It was early yet, but Trent drove to Roble Hall and parked in a spot where he could easily survey the front of the building. He didn’t care how long it took. He was going to sit here until Ivy arrived, and then…Well, he didn’t know what he would do with her then, but he certainly wanted a chance to talk to the dumb cunt.

He checked the time on the dashboard. It was a quarter after one. Most everyone was still in class, but he didn’t care. He yanked his cell out of his pocket and dialed up Mitch’s number.

Mitch picked up on the first ring. “Dude, I’m in political theory. What do you want?”

“I need to talk to you. It’s important.”

“Yeah, alright,” Mitch grumbled, and there was a pause as he shuffled through some papers. “Sorry,” he murmured to someone in the background. “I’m stepping outside.”

Trent drummed his fingers on the steering wheel as he waited for Mitch to exit the classroom. He glared out the windshield as a pair of freshmen strolled past the truck. He hoped Ivy would show soon…

“Okay. I’m in the lobby,” Mitch said. “What’s up?”

“What’s up?” Trent sneered. “I guess you didn’t hear about the video, then.”

“What video?”

“The fucking sex tape Ivy made!” Trent yelled. “It’s online, Mitch! Lucas said it’s playing on TMZ, too!”

Mitch was silent.

“What the hell happened? I thought you said she deleted it!”

“She said she did…”

“When did you talk to her last?” Trent snapped.

“Er, last night?”

“Did you do something to piss her off? What happened?”

“What do you think happened?” Mitch snorted. “We fucked. And she didn’t seem pissed. She seemed pretty satisfied to me.”

Trent ground his teeth together. “Obviously not. She just blackmailed me!”

“Listen, Trent, I’m sure there’s a reason she did it. Let me talk to her first.”

“Oh, fuck that! You already had your chance with her,” Trent barked. “I’m waiting outside her dorm right fucking now!”

“What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know yet,” Trent jeered. “I want to hear what that bitch has to say.”

“She’s just a stupid girl, Trent,” Mitch started, but Trent ripped the phone away from his ear.

“I’m hanging up now.” He heard Mitch murmur a reply but ended the call without bothering to listen. He wasn’t in the mood to hear excuses.

Mitch called Trent back a few minutes later, but he ignored it. Lucas sent him a text shortly after, but he didn’t bother to reply. He waited close to thirty minutes in the truck, stewing with anger, before Ivy came pedaling down the path. Trent was amped up, and he hopped out of the truck the moment he saw her and stalked through the grass.

“Ivy!”

Ivy’s head snapped in his direction, and her blue eyes got huge. She jumped off her bike, and ran for the dorm, but Trent cut her off before she could get to the doors.

“I’ve been waiting for you, bitch,” he snarled, backing Ivy into the brick wall of the dorm house. “You released that fucking video.”

“Trent, I didn’t—”

“Bullshit!” Trent shouted. “Everyone’s talking about it. It’s on TV…You stupid cunt, you sent it to someone!”

Ivy’s eyes filled with tears. “I didn’t. Mitch, he—”

“Said you deleted it, but that was obviously a lie!”

“I didn’t post it, Trent. I promise it wasn’t me!”

“Then who the fuck did?” Trent snapped. “Nobody else knew about it.”

Ivy ran trembling fingers through her hair.

“You showed it to someone else, didn’t you?”

Slowly, Ivy nodded.

Trent slammed a hand against the wall, right over Ivy’s head so she flinched. “Who’d you show it to?”

“Maggie came by this weekend,” Ivy said in a little voice and Trent groaned. “She wanted to know why you’d broken up with her.”

“So you thought you’d show her that stupid sex video?” Trent spat. “Goddamn you, Ivy.”

“I was upset,” Ivy said. “This was before Mitch came by Saturday night, so I was still planning on showing everyone when I let her see it.”

“So you gave it to her? Out of spite?”

“No! I didn’t send it to her or anyone else!” Ivy cried, and her tear-filled eyes shimmered with conviction. “I don’t know how she got it, but it must have been her. She’s the only other person I told…. Please, Trent. I’m completely alone here. Mitch said he wouldn’t come by again if that video got out and I…I…I wouldn’t have ruined that. I mean, do you have any idea what it feels like to have no one?”

“I do actually,” Trent said, then with a sigh, he dropped his arm and drew back. “Fuck, Ivy…You may not have released it, but you’re still to blame for the majority of this.”

“I know,” Ivy whined.

“I guess I’d better go talk to Maggie next,” Trent growled.

“Why?” Ivy asked, a stray tear rolling down her cheek. “Are you going to beat her up?”

Trent snorted. “I don’t fight girls.”

“Then what’s the point? There’s nothing you can do now. You can’t take it back,” Ivy said. “I’m sorry I made that video of you and your boyfriend, but what’s done is done.”

“Easy for you to say,” Trent sneered at her. “Your reputation isn’t being dragged through the mud.”

“Isn’t it?” Ivy asked, wiping her tear away. “Since I’ve been with you, my social life’s gone into the gutter.”

“That’s not exactly my fault,” Trent drawled. “I told you I wasn’t interested.”

“I obviously have a hard time with rejection,” Ivy said, tucking her long hair behind her ears. “I’m working on it, but this…” She gestured to the dorm house behind them. “This is my last semester here. It’s really hard being here on my own and I’ve decided I’ll be transferring closer to home after finals.”

Trent crossed his arms. “So I guess you’ve washed your hands of the place.”

“Basically.”

“Good for you,” Trent growled. “But I’ve still got two more years to go.”

“I’m sure it’ll blow over in a day or so,” Ivy hedged. “I mean, I only heard a couple people talking about it.”

“I didn’t want anyone talking about it!” Trent hissed. “Now everyone knows.”

“For what it’s worth, I’m sorry,” Ivy said, and she did look remorseful. “I just wanted you to pay attention to me for once.”

“Well, you’ve got my attention now, are you happy?”

Ivy’s lips quirked upwards. “Not in the slightest.”

“Ditto,” Trent said, smirking. “And it was great talking to you, but I’m going now.”

Ivy pushed herself away from the wall. “Is Mitch still coming by tonight?”

“Probably, if your offering free pussy.”

Ivy smiled gently.

Trent snorted with amusement, then strode away. He flexed his hands as he walked, feeling next to useless. He knew who had fucked him over, but he couldn’t do anything about it.

When he got to the truck, he pulled up Maggie in his messenger app and sent her a text. How did you get ahold of that video? I know it was you.

There was a long pause as he waited for Maggie to message him back. He started the engine and was listening to it purr when he finally received a reply.

I can’t tell you that. And either way, it’s not important now.

Fuck you! Trent typed back. Its important to me! You made me a goddam laughingstock!

The only thing that’s important to me, Trent, is that you broke our promise. We had a deal. You were supposed to be my date for winter formals.

Fuck you and your winter formals! Trent texted, growling as his fingers flew across the keypad. I should come over there right now and trash your precious little sorority house!

I’d have you arrested so fast your head would spin backwards.

Trent ground his teeth together. I fucking hate you!

LOL

Trent threw his phone into the backseat, furious, then slammed the gearshift into drive. He tore out of the parking lot and turned sharply onto the street. He was stiff with anger, and the only thing that would relive it besides sex was exercise, so he headed back to the house, thinking he’d jump on the treadmill for a while. He was almost home when he remembered he had to call Kayden, and he held the wheel with his knee and reached into the back for his phone.

“Hey baby,” Trent said wearily. “We’ve got a problem.”

***

When Cho came to pick everyone up after class, Kayden was forced to sit up front with her, while Audrey and Ian giggled in the back. Ian had discovered Audrey’s ticklish spot, a tender place right behind her ear, and they wrestled together playfully.

“Nooo! Quit!” Audrey giggled, squirming into the door to avoid Ian’s wiggling fingers. “I can’t stand it!”

“Then why are you laughing so hard? It seems like you’re enjoying it,” Ian said, pressing into Audrey’s side to get closer. “Come on, let me tickle.”

“Ahhahaha!”

Cho looked into the rearview mirror at the pair, smiling. Then her gaze shifted to Kayden, and the smile fell away. She cleared her throat. “How was your day, Kayden?”

“Fine,” Kayden said, slumping against the window. He was far from fine. His phone felt like a lead weight in his back pocket. He’d been waiting for Trent’s phone call since lunch had ended. People were staring at him too, and he had a bad feeling about it.

“That’s good.” Cho looked back toward the road. “I know you had two tests today. Does that mean they went well?”

“Of course. I’ve been studying for days.”

“Yes, you have. Cho smiled again. You’re father’s really been—“

BZZT, BZZT

Cho fell quiet as Kayden sat up and frantically reached into his pocket. When he pulled out his cellphone, her eyes narrowed. “I thought your father took that?”

“No, he has my old one,” Kayden muttered, his heart lifting when he saw it was Trent calling. “This is Trent’s phone.”

Cho pursed her lips in disproval but stayed quiet as Kayden answered the call.

“Hi Trent.”

“Hey baby,” Trent said wearily. “We’ve got a problem.”

“What happened?” Kayden asked, but he already had a good idea.

“The video’s online,” Trent said. “TMZ picked it up. It’s everywhere, Kayden.”

Kayden nervously chewed his lip. “But I thought Ivy wasn’t going to post it.”

“I just left her dorm,” Trent said. “She swears up and down she didn’t do it. Somehow, Maggie got ahold of it.”

“Maggie?”

“The stupid bitch’s getting revenge for me canceling winter formals,” Trent growled.

“I-I’m sorry.”

“Yeah, me too,” Trent sighed. “I’ll probably end up on the cover of some LGBTQ rag…this is so embarrassing.”

Kayden glanced at his mother in concern. She stared back with upmost curiosity. “Do you think my dad will see it?”

“I don’t know, Kayden. I’m avoiding all forms of social media, so I don’t have to look at it again. It’s just too upsetting.”

“Yeah,” Kayden murmured, planning to jump online the second the phone call was over. “I understand.”

“I’m almost home,” Trent said in a deep voice. “I have to scare these fucking paparazzi off. I’d better go.”

“Okay,” Kayden murmured. “Love you, Trent.”

“Love you, too.”

Kayden ended the call and just as he’d planned, he tapped into his internet app.

“What did he say?” Audrey asked.

Kayden looked up in surprise. Audrey and Ian had stopped messing around and were watching him with interest. Cho was peeking at him from the corner of her eye as well, but Kayden didn’t know what to say. He hadn’t mentioned the sex tape to his family, so they were completely in the dark. He did a quick search for TMZ + Trent Hudson and waited anxiously for it to load.

“Kayden?”

Kayden turned to his best friend in the whole world and spoke directly to her. “Trent’s ex-girlfriend made a sex tape of us. Now it’s online.”

Audrey’s eyes bugged out of her head. “A sex tape?”

“Yeah. That’s what those boys on the path earlier were laughing about. Everyone on campus has seen us going at it.”

Cho clutched the steering wheel in a death grip. “And when did you have time to make a sex tape?”

“Recently,” Kayden said, keeping it vague. “We were outside Trent’s house, messing around by the pool…” He trailed off as he looked down at the search results on his phone.

Trent Hudson is Gay!

Kayden cringed a little as he tapped into the link. There was a picture of Trent beside a dark-skinned man with black, commanding eyes. They were both in tuxes on the red carpet, and Kayden realized it was Chase. “Look,” Kayden said, handing his phone back to Audrey. “They wrote an article about him.”

Audrey took the phone and started to read in a crisp voice. “Trent Hudson, son of the hottest new director in Hollywood right now, Chase Hudson, just had a new video surface this morning. A sex tape. Oh, but not just any sex tape. This particular video, posted below, shows Trent with another guy! No details yet on the identity of the boyfriend, but our inside source says they are classmates.” Audrey fell quiet as she tapped the video and she and Ian leaned in together to watch.

“Oh my god.” Ian looked away at once. “That’s definitely you, Kayden.”

“Let me see!” Kayden lunged for his phone, but Audrey kept it just out of reach, watching the video play out with amusement in her eyes.

“Wow. It’s got close to fifty thousand views!”

“That doesn’t mean you should watch it, too,” Ian drawled, but Audrey ignored him.

“Looks like he’s really giving it to you good, Kayden,” she said, smiling slowly.

“Give that back!” Kayden cried, his face turning red. “I didn’t want you to watch that!”

“Everyone else has.” Audrey finally handed him back his phone. “Relax. I was just curious.”

Kayden took a little peak at his phone and saw a flash of himself and Trent, fucking under the moonlight, and he quickly turned off the display. “Aya…Dad will kill me when he sees this!”

“I really doubt he’s at work right now watching TMZ,” Ian snorted.

“But like half a million people have seen it! What if one of his co-workers watches it and recognizes me? What if one of his patients tells him?! That could happen. It’s not totally crazy.”

Ian rolled his eyes. “Yeah, but still very doubtful.”

“You don’t know that for sure.”

Ian poked Audrey in the side. “Help me out here.”

“Your dad doesn’t mess with social media, Kayden. There’s a good chance he might not find out. I mean, they don’t even know your name.”

“But they know my face. It’s right here for everyone to see!” Kayden frantically waved his phone. “This is really bad and…and…you guys are laughing at me!”

“We’re not laughing at you,” Ian said. “We’re all just shocked is all.”

“You’re shocked?” Kayden glared at him. “How do you think I feel?”

“I know it’s embarrassing, Kayden, but it’s really not that bad,” Audrey said soothingly. “I mean, Trent’s your boyfriend. You guys have been making out and having sex all over campus, you were bound to be found out eventually.”

Kayden gaped at her in horror.

Cho cleared her throat again, and Kayden glanced in her direction. “Let’s just stick with the plan. Your father doesn’t need to know anything until after the grandparents leave.”

“I know, but…” Kayden trailed off. He was the only one that was worried, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to convince the others. He sighed and let it go. “Never mind.”

Cho drove them back to the house and let the three of them out, so she could run to pick up Emma. She caught Kayden’s gaze as he climbed out of the car. “I won’t be upset if you and Ian take a break from the studying,” she said kindly. “As long as you look busy the second your dad comes home, he won’t know the difference.”

Kayden grinned at her. “Thanks mom.”

“I’m hoping to spend some time in the garden when I get back,” Cho said.

“That’ll be fun.”

“Yes, it will.” Cho’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “I’ll see you boys shortly.”

Kayden shut the door and turned to face his brother and his best friend as his mother backed out of the drive. They were sharing a goodbye kiss, an actual, honest to god, peck on the lips, and Kayden’s mouth dropped open in surprise.

Audrey and Ian embraced, then Audrey pulled back with a gentle smile. “See you tomorrow.”

“Bye Audrey.” Ian smiled back. “Have a nice night.”

“Bye Kayden,” Audrey tossed over her shoulder, then she ducked around the gate and disappeared.

“Uh…bye,” Kayden said after the girl, but he was more interested in the self-satisfied look on his brother’s face. “You’re kissing her now?”

“Guess so.” Ian shrugged. “Come on, let’s head inside.”

Kayden and Ian left the driveway and slipped behind the house. Ian keyed in the code for them to enter, and the boys went into the kitchen.

“So things are going well with Audrey?” Kayden asked.

“Yes, Kayden,” Ian said, tossing his bag down and moving into the living room. “Things are going well.”

“I know he embarrassed you earlier, but maybe Trent’s right about watching sex videos,” Kayden said as he stopped by the kitchen island. “I’ve talked to Audrey a lot about her sex life with Mitch…He’s pretty experienced.”

“I don’t think Trent’s right about much, but I know he has a point with the porn suggestion.” Ian threw himself back on the couch with a sigh. “I’ll get on it, Kayden.”

Kayden fell quiet as the other boy grabbed the remote and turned on the TV.

“Let’s see if you made it on the news,” Ian said, flipping to Mark’s favorite news channel and lounging back comfortably to watch.

“I’d rather not,” Kayden glared at him, then pushed off the kitchen island. “I’m going upstairs for a while.”

Ian nodded in agreement, and Kayden stepped out of the room and ran upstairs.

Maybe fifteen minutes later, Kayden was lying flat on his bed, running through a day full of thoughts, when there was a light knock at the door. “Come in,” he called.

Emma pushed the door open and leaned against the jamb. There was a mischievous gleam in her eyes and Kayden sat up to see her better. “Guess what?

“What?” Kayden asked, hesitant. “You look awfully excited.”

“That’s because I finished putting my outfit together for the talent show today!”

Kayden quirked an eyebrow. “You have a whole outfit?”

Emma pulled her backpack around and hurried into the room to show Kayden. “I had to borrow everything from friends, but it was so worth it. I’m going to look amazing on Friday.” She tugged out a glittery pink halter top, a short tulle skirt, and rainbow leggings. “I’m making this awesome headpiece in my room. It’s a crown of glitter and jewels I collected from the art room at school.”

“Wow. That’s really cool, Emma.”

Emma set her new clothes aside and threw herself on Kayden’s bed with a huge smile. “Thanks again for getting Trent to sign that permission slip. I can’t wait to be on stage!”

“I think you were born for it.” Kayden laughed. “You’ll do great. I know it.”

“Of course, I will.” Emma bounced with exuberance. “All my friends are really excited to see me sing. It’ll be the perfect way to start Thanksgiving break.”

“I can’t believe you got a week off,” Kayden joked. “A whole week at home…”

“Yeah.” Emma’s excitement faded a bit. “I’m going to be bored out of my mind.”

“It’ll just be you and mom though,” Kayden reminded her. “And she’s already relaxing the rules.”

“True.”

“It won’t be so bad,” Kayden said, but he too was dreading the upcoming holiday. It was only three days off for him, but even then, that meant he wouldn’t be able to see Trent until well after dark for five days in a row once the weekend was over.

“I hate to say it, but I’d rather be in school,” Emma said. “At least my friends are there.”

“Me too,” Kayden said. “It sucks that you all got your phones taken. I keep trying to send Audrey messages before I remember she can’t reply. I miss talking to her.”

“I didn’t have texting anyway, so it doesn’t matter to me.” Emma shrugged, then sprang off the bed. “I’m going to finish my crown before dad comes home.”

“I’d love to see it when you’re done.”

Emma collected her clothes in her arms, then gave Kayden a wink. “Will do, big brother.”

“See you at dinner.”

“Ta-ta!”

Kayden lay back in bed once his sister was gone. He was tired. It had been a long day, and he and Trent had spent time together last night, so he was working on very little sleep as it was.

His eyes fluttered shut as he relaxed against the mattress, and slowly, his thoughts drifted to his boyfriend. They were supposed to meet up tonight, but Kayden had a feeling the plans had changed now that they’d been outted.

Kayden was worried. He had a feeling something dramatic was about to happen, and when he finally fell into unconsciousness, he did so with a furrow between his brows.

***

Cho woke Kayden ten minutes before dinner.

“Your dad’ll be here any minute,” she said from the door. “You’d better wash up.”

Kayden sat up straight as his mother left the doorway and went back down to tend to the meal. The sex tape and the TMZ article rushed to mind and he rolled out of bed and hurried to the bathroom to scrub the sleep off his face. What if Mark knew about him and Trent? What if he’d seen them fucking? What if…? His thoughts ran a thousand miles a minute as he fixed his appearance in the bathroom mirror.

When he finally made it downstairs, Mark was already sitting at the table. He was checking his phone with a grim look on his face, but he didn’t bother to look up when Kayden scurried into the room and found his seat next to Ian.

“Damn schedulers,” Mark said in Korean, glaring at his phone. “I told them I wanted to work the holiday…”

Kayden sat stiffly, waiting for something to happen when Cho appeared just over his shoulder with a bowl of chicken tempura. She started serving the food onto his plate when Mark set his phone aside and spoke in a deep voice.

“We’ll be speaking Korean at every meal until the grandparents arrive. They’ll be here in two weeks; we all need to brush up.”

“Yes, father,” the children spoke in unison, each of them in perfect Korean and Mark’s expression brightened.

“Good.”

Kayden relaxed into his seat. Mark didn’t know about Trent. He was totally in the clear!

“Chicken tempura?” Mark said, eyeing the bowl as Cho moved onto his plate. “We haven’t had that in some time.”

Cho portioned a helping of chicken onto his plate next. “I thought of it today when I was out in the garden. It was so quick and simple to whip up.”

“And good too,” Mark said, then took a bite of his food. “Mmm.”

Across the table, Emma took a sip of her juice. She had glitter in her hair, and Kayden wondered if she’d finished putting together her costume.

“How did your tests go today, Kayden?” Mark asked around a bite of his food, and Kayden turned back to face him. “Did you feel prepared?”

“Absolutely,” Kayden said. “I’ve never studied so hard in my life. I think I got perfect marks.”

“That’s excellent,” Mark said. Then, he shifted his attention to Emma and asked about her report in history. They all got a chance to be scrutinized, but they were used to it. It wasn’t anything new. Dinner continued in the same way as it always had, and once the food was cleared from the table, Kayden and his siblings got back to their studying.

TxK

Trent worked off his energy in the gym for several hours before he retired to his room. He really wasn’t in the mood to leave the house again, and he sent Kayden a text to cancel their plans.

I’m sorry, Kay. I’m not coming tonight, he typed. I’m exhausted. I’ll just see you tomorrow in class. He waited for a reply, but he figured Kayden was busy studying and gave up after a few minutes.

He stripped out of his clothes and went across the hall for a shower. He spent a long time under the water, massaging his sore muscles under the spray. It felt lovely, but he really was tired, and he finally shut off the water and dragged himself back to his room.

He dried off, put on a pair of boxer briefs, then climbed into bed. He was asleep in just minutes.

***

“Trent! Wake up!”

Trent batted his mother’s hands away and sat up to glare at the woman. “What are you doing in here?!”

Diana stood over the bed, a frantic look on her face. She wore a nighty, and her hair was up in a bun. “Chase is here. He’s outside at the gate.”

“What?”

“He’s blowing up my phone. He wants to talk to us.”

“He wants to talk?” Trent growled, throwing the sheets off, and rolling from the bed. “What time is it?”

“A quarter till nine.”

Half-naked, Trent shoved past his mother and stalked out of the room. Diana followed closely behind, nearly running to keep up with his longer strides.

“What are you going to do?” she asked.

“I’m going out to talk to him!” Trent shouted, then started down the staircase at a jog.

Diana didn’t follow. She stayed at the top of the stairs. “Do you really think that’s a good idea?”

“Guess we’ll find out,” Trent grumbled as he reached the door. When he opened it, he spotted a black car idling at the gate. The paparazzi were on either side, peering into the windows with their cameras, and Trent sneered at the leeches and pressed the gate release next to the door. He stepped outside in his underwear and folded his arms as the car rolled into the drive and stopped behind his truck.

Chase got out of the back. He had sunglasses on, but he pushed them up to glare at Trent. “Showoff…where the hell are your clothes?”

Trent looked down at himself, then flexed his biceps in response. “I didn’t see any need to hide. I mean, there’s a sex tape circulating of me online. Did you see it?”

Chase scowled as he slammed the door. “Of course I saw it. My publicist is going crazy. She’s getting calls about interviews and appearances.”

Trent curled his lip. “Is that so.”

“I’ve been trying to call you, but I think you have my number blocked,” Chase said, frowning. “What’s up? How are we supposed to keep in contact if nobody answers my calls?”

“That’s the point,” Trent sneered. “We don’t want to keep in contact.”

“How can you say that?” Chase stepped across the pavement and stopped just below the front steps. “We’re family, Trent…We have been for years.”

“Family?” Trent spat. “If we’re such good family then why did you freeze my credit card?”

“I reinstated it this morning.” Chase waved him off. “I was just upset—”

“You mean drunk,” Trent snapped. “You were drunk when you broke my mother’s arm. You were drunk when you crashed the car…This is probably the first time I’ve seen you sober in years.”

“And you’ve seen me what? Three times in the last twenty-four months?” Chase barked a laugh.

“Yeah. And you were drunk each time,” Trent sneered. “I think it’s a regular occurrence.”

“Let me talk to my wife, Trent.” Chase balled his hands into fists. You’re not the only reason I’m here.”

Trent blocked the door. “I don’t think so.”

“I drove all the way down here to see her,” Chase said coolly. “You’re not going to stand in my way for long.”

“Is that a threat?”

Chase smiled tightly. “If it has to be.”

Trent stepped down until he was at Chase’s level and the man’s dark eyes bore into his. “You’d better get in that nice car and go back to Hollywood before I beat your ass,” he said in a firm voice. “And don’t doubt me for a second. I’ll thrash you in front of the paparazzi. I don’t give a fuck.”

“You think I’m going to let you do that?” Chase sneered. “Let me in, Trent. Stop being childish.”

Trent shoved him hard in the chest. “I told you to fuck off!”

Chase stumbled back, then righted himself with a terrible growl. He lunged for Trent, grabbed him by the arms and tore him off the steps. “I’m sick to death of your mouth! Come here!”

“Fucker!” Trent twisted in Chase’s arms until he had leverage, then he elbowed him in the gut. “Let go, faggot!”

Chase doubled over in pain. “You’re the faggot,” he gasped. “I saw you fucking that little boy…what the hell’s wrong with you?”

Trent gave him the finger. “He’s my boyfriend. What’s it to you?”

“Since you stole my wife, the press has been prying into my business,” Chase said, straightening, and pulling himself up to his full height. “They’re calling me an abuser. They say Diana’s filing for divorce. They say you’re this helpless child stuck in between…”

“I am,” Trent said bitterly. “Maybe I’m not in the middle of it now, but I was. I’ve put up with your abuse for way too many years.”

“This is ridiculous.” Chase shook his head. “I need you to come back to Hollywood with me. Both of you. I need you to do these interviews. I need you to set everyone straight.”

“But I’m not straight,” Trent laughed. “I’m a bisexual!”

“I don’t care about your sexuality,” Chase snapped. “I care about my movies and how the press will affect the box office. I need you to tell everyone I’m a great dad and that I support your bullshit lifestyle.”

“I don’t have the time to give interviews,” Trent drawled. “I’m busy studying for finals.”

Chase grit his teeth together, then tossed his head back and started to scream. “Diana! Get out here! Diana!”

“Fucking…shut up! She isn’t going anywhere with you!” Trent cried, but it was too late, Diana appeared at the front door, brushing her blond hair behind her ears.

“Chase?”

“Diana.” Chase beamed at the woman, then started up the stairs. “You look beautiful. It’s been way too long…”

Trent darted between them and pushed an arm into Chase’s big chest. “Back off, dickhead! I already told you. You’re not taking my mom!”

Chase smacked his arm off, but Trent was prepared. He brought his other arm around for a damaging blow to the jaw.

“Fuck!”

“Trent! Why did you do that?!” Diana yelped, slipping out of the house and down the stairs, but Trent refused to let her get near her abuser. He stopped her with one firm arm.

“This is my house,” he hissed. “And I’m responsible for your safety. I’m not letting this fucker get his hands on you. Not while I can help it!”

Diana clung to Trent’s arm, sobbing. “But Trent…you didn’t have to hit him!”

“Well, too bad. I did.”

Chase spit blood onto the pavement at the bottom of the stairs. He must have bit his tongue because Trent hadn’t hit him that hard. “I’m leaving,” he growled.

“Chase! Just…wait!”

“No!” Trent roared. “You’re not going down there!”

“Answer your phone, Diana,” Chase ordered, then put on his shades and stalked away. Trent followed him with narrowed eyes until he disappeared inside the car, then he rounded on his mom.

“Go inside. Now.”

Diana blinked at him in amazement.

“You’d better get out of my sight if you’re going to take his phone call,” Trent sneered at her. “Because I don’t want to fucking hear it.”

Diana scurried up the steps and darted inside.

Trent turned back to the car and watched as it reversed and drove up to the gate. The driver got out and hit the release and the paparazzi’s cameras snapped and popped like firecrackers as it glided past and out onto the road. He wasn’t satisfied until Chase’s car was nothing but a dot on the horizon, and only then did he go back inside.

In the front hall, Trent found Mitch was waiting for him. Diana was gone, and Trent scowled to himself, imagining her hiding in her room, taking Chase’s call.

“What just happened?”

“Fucking Chase…” Trent said darkly. “He wanted to talk to my mom.”

“And you stopped him?” Mitch raised his eyebrows. “Wow.”

“He just wants to convince her to come home.” Trent shook his head. “And I can’t let that happen.”

“I thought you couldn’t wait until she left?”

Trent sneered at him. “You don’t understand. What the fuck am I talking to you for.”

Mitch held up his hands. “Sorry.”

Trent pushed past him and headed upstairs. He’d get a shower, then head to campus. If he hurried, he’d be able to catch Kayden outside his first class. He had a deep desire to see him, and he knew just where he’d be.

***

Forty minutes later, Trent waited outside the Physics Department for Kayden to finish his lecture in Biological Foundations. It was another beautiful day, and almost everyone wore t-shirts and sandals.

Trent looked up as a pair of girls in tiny shorts walked past. He admired them both, but distantly, like he was watching animals in a zoo. Kayden wasn’t into girls, so the option was totally off the table. He could look, but he wasn’t going to touch. Ever.

As they passed him, both girls met his eyes, and then giggled to each other behind their hands. They’d obviously seen the video and Trent looked away, furious. He didn’t like people looking at him on a good day, but he certainly didn’t like being made a spectacle of because he was gay.

The idea of doing some sort of interview for Chase on his sexuality was an embarrassing prospect, and Trent was totally against the idea. He crossed his arms and fumed about his situation as he waited for Kayden to exit the building. It took a few minutes more, but soon enough people started to filter through the door.

Trent kept his head down as students streamed outside, but his hazel eyes kept a sharp look-out for the little Korean.

Kayden was one of the last to exit the Physics Department, and Trent was tapping his foot with impatience when he finally slipped out the door. “There you are…” He rushed forward at once and grabbed his arm. “Come on…Over here.”

“Trent!” Kayden looked up at him with wide-eyed shock. “Wh-what’s going on?”

“I need to talk to you.”

Kayden allowed himself to be pulled under the arcade and into the inner quad. Trees and other foliage bordered the small courtyard and made it a private area to converse. Trent tugged Kayden to one of the stone benches and had him take a seat.

“Chase showed up this morning,” he said in a deep voice. “I had to punch him in the jaw to make him go away.”

Kayden gasped. “You…punched him?”

“I had to.” Trent sat beside Kayden with a sigh. “He wouldn’t take no for an answer.”

“What did he want?”

“A lot of shit,” Trent grunted. “He wants mom to come home, he wants me to do an interview for his publicist, and he wants us to stop the rumors and make him look good again.”

“What did he say about the sex video?”

“Not much,” Trent murmured, keeping the “little boy” comment to himself. “But he wants me to say he supports my lifestyle, so he was probably just holding back.”

“Well, that’s good right?” Kayden said slowly. “He’s at least trying.”

“For the press,” Trent sneered. “Otherwise, he’d really let me have it.”

Kayden laid a hand on Trent’s thigh. “Maybe you shouldn’t have punched him… Maybe you should have let him talk.”

“Fuck you, Kayden.” Trent glared at him. “That guy broke my mother’s arm. I don’t want to talk to him!”

“I know, but…” Kayden worried his lip. “You said yourself, your mom’s never going to leave him.”

“But that doesn’t mean I support them getting back together!”

“I’m sorry, Trent.” Kayden warmly rubbed his thigh and Trent glared down at his little hand. “I just…Don’t know what to say.”

“Just support me,” Trent said. “I punched him and told him to hit the road. It was a good thing.”

Kayden nodded. “Maybe it was.”

“They’re probably talking now,” Trent grumbled. “I can’t stop them from calling each other.”

“No, but you can try to convince your mom to stay, if that’s what you think is best.”

Trent rested a heavy hand on Kayden’s. “I guess that’s what I should do then.”

“Maybe she can find an apartment in town,” Kayden suggested. “That way, you won’t be so annoyed with her all the time.”

“That’s an even better idea,” Trent murmured. “I don’t know why I didn’t think of that.”

Kayden laced their fingers together and squeezed his hand. “I like your mom. It’s not good that she’s with someone that hurts her.”

“You’re telling me.”

Kayden leaned into his side and Trent kissed the top of his head. They relaxed into each other, and Trent forgot for a moment why he was even here to begin with.

“Do you want to go to the truck?” he asked in a husky voice. “I’m sorry about canceling last night. I’d love to make up for it now.”

Kayden smiled coyly. “And miss chemistry! I couldn’t possibly.”

Trent cupped his cheek and held his face in his hand. “Skip class with me baby. I promise it’ll be worth it.”

“Do you promise?” Kayden’s eyes gleamed with mirth. “Today’s a really important lecture.”

“I promise,” Trent said, leaning close so their lips just touched. “I’ll pound your ass so good, you’ll still be able to feel it later in algebra.”

“Mmm.”

A warm breeze shifted across Trent’s skin as he caught Kayden’s lips in a passionate kiss. The other boy’s silky hair tickled his cheeks, and Trent tucked it behind his ears and pressed closer so he could slide his tongue inside.

They were deep into each other’s mouths when Trent’s phone buzzed with a new notification. With one last firm press of his lips to Kayden’s, Trent pulled away and checked the screen.

“Fuck…it’s an email from Sarah.”

“What’s it say?” Kayden asked, leaning closer so he could see.

“I don’t know yet, dork,” Trent laughed, then tapped into his email application to read the message. “Trent, I requested your most recent grades from your professors and will be getting them sometime today or later tomorrow. I’d love to go over them with you and talk about your progress with the tutor. I just emailed Kayden, as well, but since you two have the same algebra class, I was hoping to schedule a time for after lecture Friday afternoon. Let me know if that works. Yours, Sarah Windsor.”

“That works for me,” Kayden said.

“Me too,” Trent murmured, then quickly typed up a reply. Yeah. That’s fine. We’ll meet you at your office Friday after lecture. Thanks, Trent.

“It’ll be nice to see all your grades,” Kayden said excitedly. “You’ve been so secretive lately, studying on your own and hiding your homework…It’ll be interesting to see what your progress looks like.”

“Well, I guess you’ll get to see, won’t you.” Trent stood with a grunt, then pulled Kayden to his feet as well. “Come on. Let’s get out of here.”

Kayden stumbled after him with a laugh. “I have a feeling you did really well, and that your embarrassed.”

“Why would I be embarrassed of good grades?” Trent snorted.

“Because you think being smart makes you a nerd.”

Trent threw his arm around Kayden and pulled him down the path. He was eager to get to the truck and he hustled Kayden along at a brisk pace. “I don’t mind being a nerd if it means I get to graduate college.”

“That’s the spirit!”

“Shut up.” Trent playfully ruffled Kayden’s hair. “I don’t want to hear you again until you’re ready to moan my name.”

“Oh, Trennnnt,” Kayden moaned, smiling up at him. “Are you going to fuck me hard, baby?”

Trent grabbed his ass and squeezed it a few times. “Yes. And I’m going to make you regret asking for it, too.”

“I don’t think that’s possible.” Kayden laughed. “The harder you fuck me, the harder I come. I mean, you almost made me shoot across the room the other night.”

“I liked that.” Trent held him close as they approached the library and started down the hill. “Want to try it again?”

“Yes, of course!”

Trent smiled as they reached the bottom of the hill and strolled to his truck. He was going to keep his promise. He’d fuck Kayden until he squirted like the little slut he was, and his dick grew solid in his jeans as he imagined Kayden’s sweet ass bouncing in his lap.

When they reached the truck, Trent opened the door for his boyfriend, then gallantly helped him in.

“Thank you,” Kayden said sweetly, then he proceeded to climb in the back seat and pull off his top.

Trent looked both ways for on-lookers but saw no one close by. With a smirk, he climbed in behind Kayden and locked the doors behind them.