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Chapter 2Max had been hoping to meet Kurt for ages, and now that he’d “clarified things” with his family, it felt like the right time. Well, almost. Though thanking Kurt for the long conversations had been the first thing Max had planned to do, there were few moments he hadn’t been horny to bend Kurt over. Furthermore, he was taken with the boy’s eager and earnest love for his museum’s “works.” The bright shine to his eyes was adorable. He couldn’t wait to tell Sven that Kurt was even better looking than his photo. But God Almighty, this museum. Max wasn’t an expert like Sven, but from his brief tour, he knew two things. First, while the art wasn’t a “veritable flare of hellfire” like the reviews said, it was, nearly to the last canvas, poor quality. Second, this boy was so aroused in his