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Trent nodded. “Okay, keep in touch though, all right. Not so long between phone calls from now on.”

Harper nodded, keeping her face down. Jocelyn stood from the table and came to give him a hug. “I will, Dad. I promise.”

“I’ll let you know what the bank says after I’ve been to see them.”

“Do you want us to come with you?” Jocelyn asked.

Trent considered for a moment. “Actually, that might be a good idea because the accounts have your names on as well, the bank may give me more information if you’re there too. What time do you have classes?”

Jocelyn answered first, “I finish at two.”

“I finish at three.”

“Okay, so if I leave work slightly earlier, I’ll pick you up from uni, Jocelyn, and then we can head over to fetch Harper.”

“All right. Night, Dad. Night, Max.” Jocelyn gave Max a hug before heading to the front door.

“Bye,” Harper said, looking at them both but not moving towards them. She turned and followed her sister.

Once the door was shut behind them, Trent counted in his head the amount of time it was until they were more than likely in the lift.

Then he blew. “What the fuck is going on? How can there be no money in the account? That’s why I’ve had hardly any money because I’ve been solely paying for my kids to go to university. Trish was paying the bills for the house, so I said I’d pay for uni. That way the kids still had a roof over their heads. There has to be some mistake.” Trent paced backwards and forwards across his living room.

“Do you have online access to the accounts?” Max asked.

Trent shook his head. “Only my own accounts, which would only show that I’ve been paying. Not that they’ve been receiving. What if I’ve been paying into the wrong account all this time? I never thought to check! Fuck!”

Trent felt Max’s presence a second before his arms came around him and held him tight. He needed it. He felt like he was about to explode into a million pieces.

“Let me take care of you tonight,” Max whispered. Trent looked down at him and nodded once, jaw tense. He allowed Max to take him by the hands and lead him to the bedroom. Once there, Max kissed him. First, it was just pecks on his lips, cheeks, nose, eyelids until Trent took over. He grabbed Max’s head between his hands and fused their lips together, their tongues battling as Trent felt Max grip his shirt. He felt his lips become bruised, but he didn’t care. Trent needed this release. He couldn’t keep it bottled up.

He tore his lips away, grabbing the hem of Max’s shirt and pulling it roughly over his head, before doing the same to his own. Then he devoured Max again while they scrambled out of their clothes. Max’s nails dug into his back, and they both tried to get as close as they could to each other. Trent began to walk forwards, pushing Max further towards the bed until Max stopped him.

“Use me,” Max said, looking at him.

Trent frowned. “What?”

“Use my mouth. I want you to fuck my mouth.” Max eyes were half-lidded as he spoke.

Trent didn’t say anything as Max climbed onto the bed and laid on his back, hanging his head over the edge of the bed. Arousal shot through his body at the sight of Max all laid out for him, and he walked closer. When he was level with the bed, Max reached up and grabbed Trent’s cock with no hesitation, sliding it straight into his mouth. Trent groaned with satisfaction, feeling the wet heat surrounding him.

Max licked around his cock a few times before taking him deep. Trent pulled back, not wanting to go too far, but Max grabbed Trent’s ass with both his hands and pulled him closer. He could feel his cock sinking further into Max’s mouth, making Max gag. Trent tried to pull back, but Max had a good grip on him. He watched as Max took his cock all the way until his nose touched his balls. Then Max let him pull back. Max gasped for air.

“Are you all right?” Trent asked, worried.

Max just smiled and pulled Trent back to him. He did the same again, pulling him all the way in, but this time, he swallowed around his cock when it was all the way in. Trent saw stars as he pulled out.

“Fuck, Max!”

“Use me,” Max gasped.

Trent looked at him for a moment, then nodded tightly. Max smiled and opened his mouth. He pushed his cock into Max’s mouth—his throat really—and pulled back. Again and again he did it, allowing Max breaths in between. He watched Max’s throat, seeing his cock outlined there and reached down to rest his hand gently. When he next pushed in, he felt it. And that was it, he was gone. He increased his speed, trusting Max to tell him when he needed him to stop, which he did by pushing Trent’s hips away. Trent rested one hand on the back of Max’s head and one hand on his throat as he kept pumping his hips. He was mesmerised by the feel and look of his cock in Max’s throat.

“Fuck, that’s it, Max. Take it all. Take my cock in your throat. Fuck! That’s so good.” Trent was almost there when Max grabbed his ass and swallowed him again, not letting him retreat. Max kept sucking until Trent’s control snapped. “Fuck! I’m coming! I’m coming!” He groaned hard, gently raking his nails across Max’s pecs as his climax tore through him. He almost fell on Max but moved to the side at the last moment. “Holy fucking hell, Max!”

They lay there, breathing heavily for several minutes before Trent could get the energy to move his head and look at Max. Max had moved his head, so it was on the bed, but other than that was in the same position. Trent felt a lot more relaxed after that, but he needed to help Max out. His cock looked painful from where he laid. He turned on the bed so he was the same direction as Max and set about sucking hard at Max’s skin, Trent knew he would leave a mark and couldn’t quite begin to feel bad about it. Everyone would know Max was his after tonight.

Trent let go of Max’s hair but began sucking and biting at his lips. His hands travelled the length of his torso until he met his cock and squeezed. Hearing Max groan and feeling the bite of his nails in his shoulders, made his arousal shoot through the ceiling once more. He didn’t think he’d be able to get hard again so quickly, but his body called the shots.