Date: Tue, 15 Nov 2005 23:21:17 -0800 (PST)
From: John Josept <wildgate1@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Naked Surfer/Chapter 12

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Disclaimer

The following story deals with explicit gay sex between men. If this type
of material offends you, or you are under the age allowed by the state or
region you reside in or you live in an area where this type of material is
not legal, you must please leave and not go any further.

This is a work of fiction meant for private enjoyment and in a fictitious
world as this is, HIV, AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases do not
exist, and so safer sex is not needed. Unfortunately, in the real world
these diseases do exist, so please do yourself a favor and everyone you
come in contact with, practice safer sex, use a condom.

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I dedicate this and everything I do to my partner, who goes through hell
just to be with me.

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The Naked Surfer
Chapter 12
by John Josept

	Andreas Muller stood in the middle of Chase's photographic
exhibit. He seemed very interested in Chase's pictures especially the ones
of Daniel where he was completely nude. He gave a crooked, evil smile and
started to get aroused.

	"I wasn't expecting this," Andreas said to himself, "Now where is
this photographer? I have to find out how he knows Daniel." Andreas had a
habit of talking to himself, sometimes out loud.

	Andreas barked orders to his Personal Assistant to find this
person, Chase Bell. His PA was a nervous, slender good-looking young man
with close cropped blonde hair, no more than eighteen or nineteen years of
age.

	Andreas then demanded someone in his entourage get him champagne. A
petite young woman in tight jeans immediately grabbed a glass off a nearby
table and handed it to Andreas' personal assistant. The slender young man
handed it to Andreas. He didn't thank the young man he just dismissed him
with a stare. The cute blond didn't expect a thank you, this is what he was
expected to do.

	"Hi, Mr. Muller, I'm Chase Bell, the guy who took all these
pictures," Chase said as he approached his exhibit. He was nervous and
excited at the same time. He finally got to meet the man who's work he most
admired; the man whose work he loved so much.

	Andreas' demeanor changed when he saw the handsome blonde
photographer. One eyebrow arched while he sized up Chase.

	"Hmm, there you are, glad to meet you, Chase and call me Andreas, I
hope you don't mind me calling you by your first name, now do you?"

	"No that's fine with me," Chase said, flattered that his idol
called him by his given name.

	"This is my friend Charlie, he's helping me with the exhibit."

	"Hi, good to meet you," Charlie said, "Chase talks about you all
the time."

	"Yes, thank you, nice to meet you too," Andreas said as he looked
Charlie up and down and dismissed him as unimportant. Chase saw the
expression on Andreas face and let it go for now.

	Andreas snapped his fingers again and his assistant came to him
like a trained dog. He handed him his empty champagne glass and dismissed
him with a stare again. Chase noticed the young man had several piercings
around his ear and one in his eyebrow, as well as a very unusual
necklace. It was a thick chain with a small padlock that held it
together. He figured it was a very strange fashion accessory, perhaps Goth.

	"You are a very good photographer, Chase. How come I haven't heard
of you before?" Andreas said while he rudely turned his back on
Charlie. Charlie just shrugged it off and sat down in a chair and sipped on
champagne.

	"Well, this is my first time showing my sh..." Chase was about to
say 'Shit' but he thought better of it,"...my photographs." Chase smiled to
himself as he thought of how he and Daniel would refer to their work as
their "Shit".
	"Hmmmm, where is Daniel?" Chase thought to himself. In all the
excitement, he suddenly realized his partner was not there with him.


	"I see, well, I think we will be seeing a lot of you, in the
future. I particularly like your photographs of the nude male," Andreas
pointed to the pictures of Daniel. He tried not to sound too excited or too
desperate. "He's a very handsome model, with a beautiful body as
well. Where did you find him? Do you have an exclusive contract with him?
If so, I would like to buy it from you."

	Chase laughed, "Hell, I ran into him with my dad's truck."

	Andreas had a quizzical look on his face.

	"Daniel's my partner," Chase said proudly, "sorry but he's not for
sale."

	Andreas' eyes opened wide and he gave off a sinister grin.

	"Well, well, Daniel's robbing the cradle, I see. No wonder he was
so hot for his partner," Andreas said in his mind. Though, he still
wondered why Daniel preferred this young boy to his own obvious masculine
charm.

 	Chase didn't know what to make of the expressions on Andreas' face
this time.

	"He's over there somewhere by his exhibit," Chase continued, but
still puzzled as to what Andreas was up to, "He was going to be here but he
must have gotten side tracked."

	"His exhibit? He's showing here? Is he a photographer too?"

	"No," Chase laughed again, "he's a sculptor, Daniel Casadini, he's
over there somewhere. You're going to hear a lot about him in the future. I
don't know what happened to him, though."

	"No Matter, I will catch up with him later."

	Say what you want about Andreas, but he knew photography and he
knew talent and really thought Chase was one of the best he had seen. He
felt Chase's gift with a camera threatened his own existence. He had to
figure a way to eliminate his competition.

	Andreas started to devise a plan in his mined to get even with
Daniel and perhaps get rid of Chase at the same time. "Since Daniel is
being such an ass about it, maybe I will fuck his boyfriend, instead. This
cute young thing adores me. He will be a pushover. I could fuck him right
here if I asked him. Maybe I could kill two birds with one fuck." A strange
smile appeared on his face, again.

	Chase saw the distant look in Andreas' eyes, like he wasn't in the
room. Physically his body stood there, but his mind was definitely
somewhere else.

	Andreas came back to reality and put off his devious plan to ask
several more questions about Daniel, but didn't reveal to Chase that he
knew Daniel from the gym. He wasn't sure just how much Daniel told him
about the incidents there.

	Meanwhile, Daniel stood by his exhibit and wondered what Andy said
to Chase. As Chelsea walked by, she saw the look of dread on Daniel's face
as he stood and stared toward his lover and the man he learned to loathe.

	"You ok, Daniel?" she asked.

	"Yeah, I am fine," he lied, but then he felt he had to talk to
someone and Chelsea was close at hand.

	"Well, not really Chelsea. Can we talk?"

	"Yes, sure," come into my office, it's a little quieter in there,"
she said as she took Daniel's arm and led him from his exhibit.

	They got to her office and she shut the door. The silence, compared
to gallery, was a welcome relief to Daniel's ears.

	"Sit down, and tell me what's going on."

	"Well," Daniel started, as he tried to hold back his insecurities
that told him not to mention any of this to anyone, "This guy Andreas
Muller, what do you know about him?"

	"Hmmm, well, he and I go back a long way. I can't say I like him
very much though. He's a real asshole actually, always pushing his weight
around. I only invited him because I knew Chase idolized the
bastard. Surely you are not jealous of him. God Daniel, Chase wouldn't
leave you for anyone, especially someone like Andreas."

	"No, no, that's not it. You see I've met Andreas before; he goes to
the same gym as I do, but there he calls himself Andy."

	"Andy? I have never heard anyone call him Andy before. Are you sure
that's him?"

	"Oh yeah, that's definitely him. He tried to put the make on me for
quite a long time. I have told him over and over that I am not
interested. The other day he literally attacked me in the shower and I
swear if I hadn't defended myself he would have raped me."

	"What? That son-of-a-bitch! I have a mind to kick him out of my
gallery." Chelsea started to get up.

	"No, Chelsea please," Daniel said as he reached out his hand to
stop her, "I've told Case about Andy, but up until a few minutes ago I
didn't know Andreas Muller and Andy are one in the same. I haven't told
Chase about this, yet. He's meeting his idol out there right now,
Chelsea. I couldn't burst that bubble, at least not right away. I guess I
will have to tell him sooner or later, though. He's going to be so mad and
so disillusioned."

	"I think Chase will be able to handle it, Daniel. He's a very
strong person. Especially for someone his age."

	"I hope you are right, but there's another thing."

	"There's more?" Chelsea asked, "Oh this is getting too juicy."

	"You see, I kinda kicked Andy's ass at the gym and reported him to
the management and told them to have him booted out. I don't know if they
did it or not though. Is Andreas the kind of person who will try to get
even with someone?"

	"Oh you better believe it hon, he's a very vindictive person,
capable of doing anything. That's one of the reasons I dislike him so
much. You have yourself a formidable foe there, Daniel. But don't worry I
know a lot of things about Andreas that he doesn't want to be made
public. Believe me he doesn't want to piss me off. You kicked his ass huh?
I would have loved to have seen that."

	Daniel liked Chelsea more and more every time he met with her.

	"I just don't want him to do anything that could hurt Chase. He's
so happy out there Chelsea."

	"Yes, he really is enjoying himself, isn't he? Come on let's go out
and join the party. You are the man of the hour, you know. Christen Daye
loves your work and wants to do a feature piece on you and Chase in his
column. So, lets go out and smooze."

	Daniel laughed as he got up from his chair and Chelsea took his arm
and they walked from the quiet of the office into the chatter and noise of
the gallery.

	As people saw Daniel and Chelsea emerge from the office, a
spontaneous show of acceptance erupted from everyone in the gallery in the
form of very loud and boisterous applause.

	"That's for you, Daniel," Chelsea said, as she stepped aside and
began to applaud as well.

	Daniel was overwhelmed and couldn't believe this was happening to
him. He felt uncomfortable with all this attention and his insecurities
told him this wasn't real, but his logic took over and kicked his
insecurities out once again. He stood there completely lost in the
adulation he received from the crowd of spectators, friends and art
critics.

	Chase saw the commotion over at Daniel's exhibit and turned to
Andreas and said, "There's Daniel, Andreas, come on, and I'll introduce
you." Chase led Andreas toward Daniel's exhibit. Andreas had that very
sinister grin on his face once more.

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	Charlie stayed behind at Chase's exhibit with some of his
friends. They all stood around and talked and enjoyed the free food and
free champagne. Charlie had promised Chase that he would help him at his
exhibit all that week, something Charlie was eager to do. He would do
anything for Chase.

	His friends started to wander around the gallery but Charlie stayed
faithful and tried to answer questions as people walked through. Charlie
knew a lot about Chase's work. He was there when most of the beach pictures
were taken and was a subject of many of them and that included the largest
print in Chase' collection.

	Things quieted down and Charlie stood and admired Chase's work. He
loved his photographs particularly the one of himself. That was the big one
where he is caught in the curl of a big wave. You could tell it was Charlie
in the picture and he was proud of it.

	"That's a very interesting picture." A voice from behind startled
him. Charlie turned around to see a rather handsome middle-aged man with
graying hair and a slight beard that also had gray streaks. Actually it
wasn't so much a beard, but more like he hadn't shaved in several days. He
was dressed all in white that showed off the tan of a man of leisure. The
first few buttons of his shirt was unbuttoned and revealed a thick tuft of
black and silver hair that seemed to be meticulously trimmed. His steel
blue/gray eyes gave him the appearance of mystery.

	"Are you the photographer?" the man said, in a slight campy voice.

	"No, I am just a friend of his, but that's me in that picture,"
Charlie proudly said.

	"Really? hmmm," the man moved in to get a closer look at the
picture. He deliberately brushed up against Charlie. Charlie could have
moved back but he didn't; this stranger somehow excited him. "I guess that
is you, how wonderful and how brave."

	Charlie blushed but enjoyed the compliments this handsome stranger
laid upon him. "Oh I was just lucky that's all," Charlie said with modesty.

	"Steven Marks," the man said and put out his hand like Charlie was
supposed to get down on one knee and kiss the back of it.

	"Oh, Charlie Knox," Charlie said and took Steven's hand and shook
it. Steven held on to Charlie's hand and looked directly into his eyes.

	"Nice to meet you Charlie Knox," Steven said then ran his index
finger up and down the front of Charlie's Hawaiian shirt.

	"Nice to meet you too, Steven Marks." He felt like those steely
gray eyes were about to hypnotize him.

	"I like your shirt. It's feels very nice and smooth." Steven's
finger continued to trace Charlie's shirt and slowly moved to his nipple
and circled the hard nub.

	"Thanks, glad you like it." Charlie gulped and was at a lose for
words. This guy made an obvious pass at him, and even though Steven was a
bit effeminate, Charlie found he was enticed by Steven or perhaps he was
just flattered with the attention. Charlie's began to get aroused and his
erection poked at his cargo shorts; something that didn't go unnoticed by
Steven.

	"How would you like to come out to my car for a bit?" Steven said
as he observed the big bulge in Charlie's crotch. I have some great weed we
could smoke. You do smoke don't you?"

	Charlie's eyes lit up with the thought of getting high. It had been
weeks since he got stoned. The price of weed was way out of his budget.

	"Yeah, you bet I do."

	"Good, let's sneak out of here for a while. My car is very
private."

	Charlie followed Steven out the front door and to his car.

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	Andreas and Chase got to Daniel's exhibit, just as Christen Daye,
the Art Critic for the Los Angeles Times, was about to start his interview
with Daniel. Christen wanted pictures first, so his photographer began to
take pictures of Daniel and his exhibit. Christen saw Chase and called him
over, but by-passed Andreas. Christen insisted the two lovers have their
picture taken together for his article. They all seemed to ignore Andreas
and Andreas did not like it.

	When the photo session concluded, Christen started his interview
with Daniel and Chase. Andreas was furious at being ignored, not only by
Daniel and Chase, but by Christen Day, who in several of his articles
showed distain for the popular photographer.

	After about a half hour, Christen had finished his interview. He
took note that Daniel held onto Chase's hand throughout the whole
process. He felt this was very charming and would make sure it was
mentioned in his article. He said his good-byes to Daniel and Chase, gave
each of them a kiss on the cheek, and went to look for Chelsea. He
deliberately ignored Andreas.

	The two lovers walked over to Andreas who still fumed over the fact
he was made to wait in a corner by himself, even though his personal
assistant stood by his side, but he was insignificant and didn't count.

	"Andreas, sorry to keep you waiting," Chase apologized, "This is my
partner Daniel, he's really the star of this show."

	"Glad to meet you Daniel," Andreas said as he grit his teeth; he
tried to calm himself down, "You have a very remarkable partner here."

	"Yes I know," Daniel said rather coldly, his eyes fixed firmly on
Andy's. He felt Andreas would say something inappropriate and anger began
to build up inside him.

	"Daniel, someone is signaling me from my exhibit. I don't see
Charlie around, either. I'll be right back," Chase didn't wait for a reply;
he just took off and left the two angry men to face each other off.

	"What an oaf," Andreas said.

	"Don't you ever call him a name like that you asshole."

	 "You got me fucking kicked out of that gym. I'll get you back for
that." Andy said quietly.

	 "Andy you tried to rape me, you fucking pervert," Daniel retorted,
"besides, you don't scare me Andy, I kicked your ass once I could do it
again, and you're not pissed off cause I got you kicked out of that
gym. You're pissed cause I wouldn't let you fuck me."

	"I told you I'm used to getting what I want and if I don't get it,
I take it."

	"You're not taking me, Ever!"

	"Well, maybe I will take your friend then," Andy said in a tone
that sent shivers down Daniel's back. Andreas started to turn and walk
away. Daniel grabbed his arm and held it firm and squeezed tighter and
tighter.

	"If you do anything to Chase, Andy, so help me..."

	Chelsea, saw the hostile exchange that went on between the two and
figured she'd put a stop to it before it got out of hand.

	"Well, Andreas, it's been a long time," Chelsea said, sarcastically
and grabbed onto Daniel's arm that had a firm hold on Andy. Daniel
reluctantly let go and Chelsea wrapped her arm around his. Daniel's eyes
were ablaze and stared Andreas down.

	Andy took his gaze from Daniel and tried to compose himself. "Well,
Chelsea, so happy to see you again."

	"Oh don't bullshit me, Andreas, you know we both dislike each other
and that's fine with me. Now I have to take Daniel and introduce him to
some really important people. You go run along and play... Andy," Chelsea
winked at Andreas as she and Daniel turned away.

	Andreas gave her a sharp look. He realized Daniel told her what
happened at the gym.

	Chelsea turned and looked at Andreas and couldn't control her
laughter, as she and Daniel left him by himself. Andreas smoldered. His
Personal Assistant observed the whole exchange and smiled.

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	Charlie sat in the passenger side of Steven's big Mercedes
Benz. His seat was reclined nearly to a prone position. He was obviously
very stoned. Music blared from the car stereo system and Charlie was lost
in it's riveting beat. He then took another hit from the joint Steven
passed to him. Charlie couldn't remember if this was the second or third
reefer they smoked. Charlie was very relaxed. He also had his shorts pulled
down around his ankles.

	"You have a beautiful cock, Charlie Knox," Steven said as he worked
Charlie's dick up and down.

	"Fuck, Steven, you are hot and your hand feels good on my cock. Oh
and your weed is killer," Charlie said slowly. He had to talk loud to be
heard over the music. The weed had taken over all thoughts of reason by
this time.

	Steven turned down the music a bit and smiled, "Maybe someday you
will get to fuck me. I would love to have this big thing up my ass."

	Steven had a good grip on Charlie's cut cock. "I'm going to suck
you now Charlie," Steven said as if to warn him.

	"Fuck, go for it," Charlie said as he looked over at
Steven. Charlie was so stoned he could barely move. Steven climbed over the
consol of the car and knelt on the floor in-between Charlie's legs. He
removed Charlie's short from around his ankles. Steven moved up to Charlie
and kissed him on the lips. Their mouths opened to let their tongues
inside.

	Steven unbuttoned Charlie's shirt and spread it open, then ran his
hands over Charlie's smooth defined chest and stomach.

	"You have a great body, Charlie Knox."

	"Thanks Steven," Charlie said, louder than normal, as Steven licked
his way down to his dripping cock.

	"Oh fuck," Charlie gasped as Steven very slowly gulped down
Charlie's big nine-inch dick. Steven knew how to suck cock and he gave
Charlie the deluxe deep throat treatment.

	Charlie looked down at Steven who's mouth covered his dick. He
grabbed Steven's head and helped him with the up and down motion.

	Steven could feel Charlie was about to pop and took his mouth off
of his ridge member.

	"Oh fuck, don't stop," Charlie pleaded, as he felt his orgasm rise
from his scrotum.

	"Patience my sweet," Steven said as he opened the glove box and
took out of bottle of amyl nitrate, "use this before you cum."

	"Damn, poppers, fuck this is great, Charlie said as he opened the
bottle of the very caustic liquid that would take him to a brief but
dangerous high.

	Charlie held one nostril closed while he inhaled with the other, he
then did the same thing to the other side. He made sure not to get any of
the liquid on this nose or it would leave a nasty chemical burn. Then he
felt his heart rate speed up just as Steven took in his drug-hardened
cock. Charlie snorted more of the poppers until he was dizzy and all he
could feel was his imminent eruption. He didn't have to wait long.

	Charlie's heart rate sped up, his face flushed and his sperm
churned inside his scrotum as it waited to be released.

	"Oh Fuck, I'm cumming, AHHHH," Charlie yelled as the poppers did
their work and intensified his orgasm. His heart rate sped up so fast,
Charlie had a difficult time breathing.

	The First shot of cum, darted into Steven's mouth with a powerful
blast, but Steven was experienced at this and just swallowed Charlie
jizz. Every blast, and there was at least 5 or 6 of them, shot down
Steven's throat. With each shot, Charlie moaned with ecstasy. His pulse
raced out of control and he felt like his heart was about to
explode. Slowly his cum subsided and he began to breathe normally. Steven
gave up Charlie's dick and went to his mouth and kissed him again. Charlie
could taste his cum on Steven's lips.

	Charlie felt the effect of the popper and the weed and just sat
there with his shirt open and his shorts down around his ankles. His heart
rate began to slow down. The music still blared in the background.

	"Fuck, Steven, you give good head and you have unbelievable drugs
too," Charlie yelled.

	"You want to do a couple lines?"

	"Fuck yeah." Charlie couldn't believe his luck; tonight he scored
big time; first weed, then poppers and coke, not to mention the hot
blowjob.

	Steven again went into his glove box and took out a baggie, a
mirror, a razorblade and a small round tube, then cut the coke into four
lines on the mirror.

	Steven snorted the first line, then gave the mirror to Charlie who
snorted two lines in a row, then gave it back to Steven who sucked up the
last one. Charlie felt his heart speed up again.

	They both sat in the car totally wiped out and didn't know or care
where they were. Steven had hold of Charlie's softened dick and tried in
vain to get Charlie hard again, but the drugs wouldn't allow that. They sat
for a long time and listened to the driving beat of the music.

	"We better get inside," Charlie said, now in a natural voice, but
still stoned. He breathing was back to normal again. He started to think of
what Chase would say and he became paranoid.

	"I think I'm needed inside there." Charlie said. He began to put
his shorts on when Steven leaned in and kissed him again.

	"You are very hot, Charlie Knox," Steven said, "I want to do this
again only in a more comfortable place, like say, my bed."

	"Yeah, I'd like that a lot," Charlie figured if nothing else he
would get great drugs, again, "but right now I need to get back inside.

	Charlie pulled his shorts all the way up and buttoned his
shirt. But the drugs still had their hold on them and they sat there not
sure of what to do next.

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	Andreas was back in Chase's exhibit and looked at Daniel's pictures
again.

	"I want to buy those two photos of your partner," Andreas said,
"They are very good." He referred to the picture of Daniel, as he lay on
the bed with his genitals covered and a smaller picture of Daniel
completely naked and semi-hard. Daniel allowed that picture to be displayed
at a time when he was very vulnerable to Chase's requests.

	"Thanks a lot Andreas," Chase said completely blown away by the
fact Andreas Muller wanted to buy two of his photographs. He couldn't wait
to tell Daniel.

	Andreas snapped his fingers again and his cute blond PA, ran up to
him.

	"Give Chase my credit card, Gerald.

	Gerald put his hand in the bag he carried and took out Andreas card
and handed it to Chase. Chase looked into Gerald's eyes and saw someone who
was very frightened. Gerald saw a friend in Chase's eyes perhaps someone
who could help him but he was too afraid. Chase was about to say something
to him when Andreas interrupted.

	"That's all Gerald, now run along," Andreas said curtly.

	Gerald turned and scurried away. He stopped, and looked at Chase
with no expression. Then he turned back.

	Chase didn't like the way Andreas treated his young Personal
Assistant who was obviously in over his head.

	Chase called over to one of Chelsea assistance and he took down the
photos and took care of the transaction. The pictures totaled $2500.00.

	"Won't Daniel be surprised that you bought a couple of his
pictures," Chase said, still not aware there was animosity between him and
Andreas.

	"Yeah, that is what I am hoping," Andreas snickered under his
breath.

	Chelsea's assistant came over with the bill of sale and the receipt
for the pictures he purchased. He had them wrapped up so it wouldn't get
damaged in transit.

	Andreas snapped his fingers and Gerald ran up to him again.

	"Here, take these to the car. And don't drop them," Andreas yelled
to his assistant. Chase was now very upset with Andreas. His idol had begun
to crumble before his eyes. He still didn't know it was Andreas who tried
to rap his partner.

	"I have to run now. Chase, it's been a pleasure," Andreas said as
he put his arms around Chase, made sure he was in full view of Daniel,
pulled Chase close into him and kissed him on the lips, tried to force his
tongue into Chase's mouth and with his hand grabbed Chase's crotch.

	Chase was shocked by this and pushed back. "Hey, I have a partner,
Andreas, don't do that crap," Chase said very serious.

	"Oh what's a big kiss and a grope between friends?"

	"Don't ever do that again, I don't like it." Chase started to get
angry.

	"Well, you will someday, Chase, my boy," Andreas said, as he
devised a plan to bed Chase as his revenge on Daniel.

	"I doubt that will ever happen," Chase yelled back.

	"Never say never, young man."

	Andreas scoffed as he and his group started to leave the
gallery. As they got to the door, Gerald turned and looked at Chase, he
wanted to run to him and ask for help, but he couldn't. He knew the
consequences, so he just turned away and followed Andreas out the doors.

	Chase took his hand and rubbed his mouth like he tried to wipe the
kiss away, "That conceited bastard," he said out loud.

	Chase saw Daniel look at him from across the room and went to him.

	"Did you see what that bastard did?" Chase said.

	"Yeah, I saw. Do...Do you like him, Chase?" Daniel said, afraid of
what the answer could be.

	"Hell no, he's a fucking asshole! Hey, you don't think that he and
I would..." Chase stopped and took Daniel into his arms and didn't care
that they were in a room full of people. "Oh Daniel please I would never do
anything like that to you, let alone with that bastard."

	"Good," Daniel said then he looked down, "cause there is something
I have to tell you about Andreas."

	"Oh, what's that?" Chase said as he tightened his grip around
Daniel's waist.

	"Don't be mad, but you know that guy Andy from the gym?"

	"Yeah, the other jackass."

	"Well, actually there is only one jackass ... Andy is Andreas."

	"Huh?"

	"I swear I didn't know, Chase, until he came in and you were so
happy to see him I just couldn't tell you and please don't be mad at me..."

	"Well that explains a lot," Chase said as he tried to absorb what
Daniel just told him.

	"Then you are not mad at me?"

	"Why would I be mad at you, babe? I see what you were up against in
the gym. If I knew it was him I would have beat the crap out of him for
what he did to you," Chase said, as his eyes drifted to the floor. For some
reason, he felt he let Daniel down. Impulse told him to run after Andreas,
but he knew it was too late for that.

	"I almost hit him again, but Chelsea stopped me," Daniel
admitted. He tried to ward off a depression.

	Chase saw Daniel's mood begin to change.

	"Did you really kick him in the balls in the gym?" Chase said as he
laughed. He hoped if he made light of the situation that would stop Daniel
from his melancholy. Although, Chase started to burn up inside; he wanted
to conceal his fury from his lover. "I'll get the bastard next time I see
him and I feel I will see him again soon," he said to himself.

	"Yeah, sure did, twice," Daniel smiled, "and he said they kicked
him out of the gym."

	Chase and Daniel started to laugh again, but Chase suddenly stopped
and Daniel saw the strange look on his face.

	"Shit, Daniel, now I hope you're not going to be pissed off at me!"

	"Why, would I be pissed at you?"

	"I sold him your pictures, the one of you in the bed ... and the
nude one."

	Daniel thought for a minute, his insecurities told him he should
get mad and yell and scream, but again his logic took over and Daniel
started to laugh.

	"Well maybe he will beat off looking at it and this way he could
say he had me."

	"Or he will use it as a dart board," Chase said, and that caused
both of them to laugh even harder. Everyone in the room started to turn and
stare and they all started to laugh too.

	They got control of themselves again.

	"Did you see that poor guy that was with him?"

	"Oh the kid with the slave collar."

	"Is that what that was?"

	"Yeah, according to my manuals," Daniel said as his photographic
mind pages through one of his more kinky sex books, "Master and Slave is
usually by mutual agreement. I don't think that is the case with this
kid. He looked terrified if you ask me. And all those piercings on his ear
and his eyebrow, did you see that? I bet he has more on his body we can't
see. I think Andy is into some weird stuff."

	Chase's body began to tense up from anger, again. Daniel had to put
his arms around him to calm him down.

	"Chase, I think we won't be seeing much of Andrea anymore," Daniel
said for Chase's sake, but he really felt this was not over and Andy would
appear again like he did so many times at the gym.

	"I don't know, Daniel, I think he's plotting something, you didn't
hear what he said before he left. I wouldn't put anything past that
fucker." Chase started to get angry again

	"Well you should have seen your face when he tried to kiss you,"
Daniel laughed.

	"Hell, the kiss wasn't the worst of it, the bastard grabbed my
crotch," Chase began to laugh too.

	Chase stared deep into Daniel's eyes. Daniel saw that look before
and knew what it usually meant. A broad grin appeared on Daniel's face.

	"God, I want you so bad right now, Daniel," Chase said as he was
overwhelmed with a sudden burst of passion for his lover. "Come on," Chase
said and took Daniel's hand and headed toward the bathroom.

	They got to the door and Chase looked around. No one saw them or
even paid attention to them.

	"Chase what are you doing," Daniel said, but he knew full well what
Chase wanted to do.

	"Shhh," Chase said as he opened the door to the private bathroom
and he and Daniel walked and locked themselves in. Chase didn't say
anything, he just took Daniel's head in his hands and kissed and licked his
lips and tongue. Daniel wrapped his arms around Chase and let the passion
take over.

	Chase quickly unbuttoned Daniel's shirt and took it off his
shoulders and let it fall to the floor. He unbuttoned his shirt too,
because he wanted to feel Daniel's bare chest against his. They kissed
passionately and let their tongues and lips overcome each other.

	Chase started to work his way down Daniel's hard chest. He stopped
at his nipples and suck and bit at one, then the other.

	"God I love this body of yours, Daniel," Chase whispered. They both
knew they couldn't make too much noise because just beyond the door there
was a room full of people.

	Daniel was beside himself and his dick poked at his jeans. Chase
unbuckled Daniel's belt and pulled his pants down and Daniel kicked them
off. Chase greedily gulped down Daniel's very rigid cock.

	"Oh Fuck," Daniel said quietly; he could barely contain himself. He
looked down at his lover with his dick in his mouth. The sight got his cock
harder and the precum flowed freely into Chase's mouth.

	Chase moved quickly in and out on Daniel's member as his hands
busily explored every inch of Daniel's chiseled chest and stomach. Chase
could feel Daniel's cock swell inside him mouth. He knew he was close to a
climax and started to pump on Daniel's dick faster and faster until Daniel
couldn't hold it back anymore.

	"Oh God, Oh God," Daniel repeated in a whisper. He was past the
point of no return.

	"Oh Chase, I'm cumming," Daniel said softly. He wanted to yell out
so bad, but he kept that part of him under control.

	"Fuck," Daniel said again as he began to unload his seed into his
lover's mouth and down his throat. Chase swallowed it all and savored in
its taste and smell.

	Daniel's body vibrated and finally the cum stopped and Chase
reluctantly let go of Daniel's cock and got off his knees and kissed him
deep and hard. A bit of his cum stubbornly stuck on Chase's chin and Daniel
licked it off.

	Their kisses stopped, but they continued to hold onto each other.

	"Oh, Daniel, I love you sweetheart. You are amazing."

	"But you didn't get off baby."

	"I know, I don't care, but I want to fuck you tonight at home."

	"But I want you to fuck my now, too," Daniel whispered, and
breathed hard. He pushed Chase over to the commode and unbuckled Chase's
shorts and let them fall to the floor. Chase stepped out of them with his
dick still erect. Daniel got down and swallowed Chase's cock to make sure
he was nice and hard. When he was satisfied it was, he stood up and pushed
Chase down on the closed toilet seat. He loved it when Daniel showed his
aggressive side.

	"We don't have lube, babe," Chase said quietly.

	Daniel looked over and saw a dispenser of liquid hand lotion. He
remembered one of his manuals said in a pinch when you don't have lube
available things like liquid hand soap or hand lotion could be used. Daniel
dispensed some of the lotion on his hand and smeared it on his lover's
rigid manhood. Daniel straddled Chase as he sat on the toilet seat, grabbed
Chase's hard, lotion covered cock behind him and slowly guided it into his
hole. Daniel lost his balance and slipped which caused Chase's dick to ram
inside him a lot quicker than he was prepared for.

	"Oh Shit," Daniel said, a bit louder than he should have. It was
painful but nothing he couldn't handle.

	"Daniel, I'm sorry," Chase said.

	"My fault, baby.

	"Do you want me to stop?"

	"Fuck no," Daniel said and started his up and down motion on
Chase's cock.

	"Oh god, Daniel," Chase said in a whisper.

	It wasn't long before Chase felt his balls tighten and his sperm
stir up inside his body. Chase moaned a deep guttural sound over and
over. He tried to keep it as quiet as possible.

	"Fuck, Daniel, I'm going to cum," Chase whispered and started to
unloaded his jism inside Daniel's hole. He held Daniel tighter with each
blast and made a quiet, grunting sound.

	"Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck," Chase whispered as his cum shot into Daniel's
ass. Chase's body shook as the last of his sperm emptied into him. Chase
held him tighter as he did. He didn't want to ever let go of this man he
loved so much.

	Daniel stopped his up and down motion and just sat there with
Chase's dick inside his ass. They both breathe hard and heavy.

	"I can't believe we did what we just did," Daniel said and laughed
quietly.

	"You are fucking amazing Daniel," Chase said and Daniel leaned down
and kissed his lover on the lips and then slowly stood up to let Chase's
dick fall from his ass.

	"We're doing such crazy things lately. I never thought I would be
having sex in a public bathroom," Daniel said as he put out his hand to
Chase, "Let's get cleaned up quick. I am sure someone has been trying to
get into here."

	They both started to laugh while they cleaned the cum and lotion
with paper towels.

	They collected their clothes from the floor and began to dress
up. When finished they looked at each other to make sure everything was on
ok. Chase took Daniel in his arms.

	"Just because I fucked you here in the bathroom, doesn't mean that
I don't plan to fuck you tonight when we get home," Chase said with a
smile.

	"Oh, I plan to hold you to that baby." Chase noticed that Daniel
started to call him baby. Chase liked that.

	They kissed one more time, then opened the door to leave.

	Just outside the door stood a good-looking man neither one knew. He
smiled and winked at them, then went into the bathroom.

	"Do you think he heard what we were doing?" Daniel asked but
couldn't hold back his laughter.

	"Yeah, I sure do. Did you see that big bulge in his crotch? He's
probably in there right now beating off.

	They both started to laugh hysterically again and everyone in the
room turned to look at them.

	Chelsea came over to the boys as they tried to stop their laughter,
"Well you two are having a good time."

	Daniel had to think quickly on what to tell Chelsea as to the
reason for their laughter. He didn't think Chelsea would think it was as
funny if she knew that he just fucked Chase in the gallery bathroom.

	"Chelsea, you won't believe what Andy did this time," Daniel said,
with fingers crossed and hoped she didn't guess the real reason for their
laughter. He proceeded to tell her the latest about Andreas.

	"That bastard. That settles it, he's banned from my gallery
forever," Chelsea said very seriously.

	"Well, let's put that aside for now," she continued, "because there
are some people over here that I want you to meet, Daniel.

	And Chase, I will bring some others over to your exhibit in a
bit. They are very interested in your work and want to commission you to
take some pictures for them."

	"Wow, that's cool, I never been commissioned before," Chase said
with a smile then turned to Daniel, kissed him and whispered "I love you"
in his ear.

	"I better get back to my exhibit," Chase said to Daniel and
Chelsea, "I see Charlie just came back. I wonder where he's been?"

	Chase turned and walked toward his exhibit as Chelsea and Daniel
walked in the opposite direction.

	"Oh, here's the photographer," Charlie said to Steven as Chase came
up to them.

	Steven turned and took a look at Chase. His eyes opened wide for
the handsome photographer.

	"Chase this here is Steven Marks. He's pretty cool," Charlie
said. He still felt the effects of the weed, poppers and coke, but his
breathing was still a bit labored.

	"Hi, Steven," Chase said but his attention was on Charlie. He knew
by the way he acted that he was stoned.

	"Very glad to meet you, Chase. Such an unusual name you have, but I
love it," Steven said, then put his hand out to Chase palm side down. Chase
looked at his hand and didn't know what to do, so he grabbed and shook it.

	"I love your photograph's, especially the one of Charlie here,"
Steven said and pointed to the big picture.

	"Yeah, Charlie sure had balls," Chase said about the photo.

	"Yes, and very big ones at that," Steven said. Charlie started to
laugh, but Chase just stared at him. He didn't like it when Charlie got
stoned. A little weed now and then ok, but he could tell Charlie was way
past weed. Chase did not approve.

	"I would like to buy that one of Charlie please," Steven said
casually.

	"Great, but that one is pretty expensive," Chase said.

	"I never ask the price. If I do then I can't afford it," Steven
bragged and started to laugh, but neither Chase nor Charlie got the joke.

	"Anyway, here's my credit card, its platinum with no limit." Steven
said. He realized no one caught on to the fact that he was so rich he
didn't have to ask the price on anything. He thought they were obvious
buffoons. "But Charlie does have that big dick. I think I will play around
with him for a while," Steven thought to himself.

	Chase called over Chelsea's assistant again and he took the credit
card and the picture and brought it to the back.

	Steven turned to Charlie, "Charlie will you come to my house and
help me hang the picture?"

	Chase gave Charlie a sharp look and Charlie got the message.

	"Sorry, Steven, I can't right now. I promised Chase I would help
him here at the gallery."

	"Oh Chase, you will let him go, so he could help me won't you?"
Steven pleaded.

	"Sorry, Steven, but I need Charlie here," Chase said very sternly.

	"Well pity, Charlie, we could have had such fun hanging your
picture together," Steven said, as he ran his fingers up and down Charlie's
shirt. Charlie blushed and stepped back. Steven was a bit too obvious which
embarrassed Charlie and it was amplified because he was so stoned.

	Steven took out one of his business cards and stuffed it down the
front pocket of Charlie's shorts. His hand searched until he found
Charlie's dick and rubbed it with his fingers. "Here's my number, call me
anytime." Charlie's face turned beet red.

	Chelsea's assistant came out with the wrapped picture and the
receipt. The bill came to $2100.00. Steven didn't look at the receipt he
just stuffed it into his pocket.

	"At least you can help me carry this picture to my car? Is that ok
with you Chase?" Steven said sarcastically.

	"That's up to Charlie," Chase said.

	"Chase, I will help him to his car and be right back," Charlie said
as he picked up the picture and he and Steven walked out of the Gallery.

	Chelsea heard that Chase sold the big photograph to Steven Marks
and she got to Chase just as Steven and Charlie walked from the gallery.

	"God I hope, Charlie is not getting involved with that one,"
Chelsea said.

	"I think he already is."

	"Oh, have a talk with him, that guy is very bad news. He has so
much money he can't spend it fast enough. He's just a spoiled mama's boy
and he's in his late 40's. But he does spend a lot of money at this
gallery. The things we must do to make a living now a days," Chelsea
laughed.

	"Well I intend to have a long talk with Charlie later."

	"Good, knowing Steven like I do, he probably has Charlie higher
than a kite."

	"Yeah, that's what I am going to talk to him about."

	"OK, but be gentle with him."

	"I'm always gentle," Chase replied with a smile.

	"Yes, like a runaway bulldozer," Chelsea said as she winked at
Chase.

	Just then, Marty and Butch walked in the gallery. Daniel must have
seen them too because he came from his exhibit to greet them.

	They all said hi and greeted each other with a hug and a
kiss. Marty and Butch were greatly impressed with the whole gallery.

	"Chelsea, I would like you to meet a couple really great guys. This
is Marty and his partner Butch," Daniel said, "I've known Marty since high
school."

	"Well glad to meet you boys? My goodness, this place is full of the
most handsome men," Chelsea said; she pretended to fan herself with her
hand.

	They all laughed and went to Chase's exhibit first. Most everything
was out of their price range but they really did love his photographs. They
looked closely at his surf pictures and asked question and made comments.

	"Damn Chase, these pictures are fantastic," Marty said, "especially
the one's of Daniel. That really is you, Daniel, isn't it? Damn," Marty
said as he looked at one of Daniel's pictures that showed off his hard
body.

	"Yeah, that's me," Daniel said as his face flushed with
embarrassment.

	"Hell, you have a nice body, my friend," Marty said. Butch looked
closer at the pictures and agreed with his partner. They both looked at
Daniel and Chase and smiled.

	"We will have to have you guys over for dinner real soon," Butch
added.

	Chase got what Butch meant and figured it would be really an
experience to "have dinner" with these two huge guys. Daniel, on the other
hand, did not get it other than it was a dinner invitation.

	All five then walked to Daniel's exhibit and Marty and Butch were
completely blown away by Daniel's sculptures.

	"Daniel, you kept all of this hidden away in that house? These are
beautiful," Butch said.

	"Well they are not hidden anymore," Chase said with a smile.

	Marty and Butch continued to admire Daniel's work when Chase
noticed that Charlie had just come back in. It had been a half hour since
he went out to help Steven load his photo in this car. Chase was worried
about his friend and wondered how deep he was involved with this guy and
his drugs.

	Chase told everyone he had to go back to his exhibit and left to
talk with Charlie.

	"Charlie, are you ok, bud?" Chase asked when he got there. He saw
the strangeness in his best friends eyes.

	"Yeah, I feel great," Charlie said. Obviously he had more drugs
while he put the picture in Steven's car.

	"What's this all over you, Charlie." Chase asked as he looked at
the white milky substance across the front of his shirt. "Shit Charlie, is
that cum? Did you suck this guy off? Are you crazy?" Chase whispered.

	"Damn, I thought I swallowed it all. I must be slipping," Charlie
laughed as he looked at the front of his shirt.

	Chase pulled him off to the side and got a paper towel from behind
the counter of his exhibit and wiped the spunk off his shirt. Charlie was
in a drug-induced fog.

	"Yeah, that's the least I could do for him, for all the drugs he
gave me today," Charlie's laughter seemed somehow nervous and unreal. He
saw Chase's look of disappointment, "You're pissed at me, aren't you?"

	"Yeah, Charlie, a little," Chase said; he knew nothing he could say
right now would sink into his friends head. He was way too far-gone.

	"Here, sit down for a while Charlie, ok? You worry me sometimes."

	"Ok Ma," Charlie laughed.

	Chase put his arms around him and whispered, "I love you, Charlie."

	"I love you too, Chase."

	"I don't want you to drive anywhere tonight. I will drive you home
or you can stay with us, if you like."

	"Ok, Chase, thanks," Charlie was completely out of it and Chase
doubted if he heard a word he said.

	Chase left his friend sit there and went over to Daniel. Marty and
Butch still explored Daniel's exhibit when Chelsea approached.

	"There you are Chase. I would like you to meet Frederick and
Elizabeth Ross," Chelsea said.

	The middle-aged couple extended their hands to Chase as they
greeted one another.

	"Glad to meet you young man. I am very interested in your style of
photography," Frederick Ross said.

	"Yes, Chase," Chelsea interrupted, "The Ross's would like you to
shoot pictures of them and their son in your studio very soon." Chelsea's
eyes tried to say to Chase to go along with what she said but Chase didn't
pay attention. He just wondered what made these people thing he had a
studio.

	"But, Chelsea, you know I don't ..."

	"Yes I know you don't have much time, Chase," Chelsea interrupted,
"but I promised the Ross's you would do it as a favor for me," Chelsea gave
Chase the eye again, but this time Chase caught on.

	"Hmm Ok we should set it up then, I am sure we could work something
out."

	"Yes, I will personally call you Frederick and set the appointment
up. Right now Chase is very busy with the show, so it may be a few days
ok?"

	"Oh yes, we really are looking forward to it," Elizabeth said as
Chelsea lead them away.

	"That was weird, she knows you don't have a studio," Daniel said.

	"I have a feeling I will be getting one very soon, if I know
Chelsea," Chase laughed.

	As the hours ticked away, the gallery began to empty. As it
approached midnight, all who were left was Chase, Daniel, Chelsea, Charlie
and a couple of Chelsea's assistance.

	"I am tired," Daniel said to Chase. They sat down on a bench to
take a much deserved rest.

	"Don't be too tired cause I still plan to fuck you tonight," Chase
whispered in his ear as he put his arms around his lover.

	"I am never too tired for that baby," Daniel said as he put his
arms around Chase.

	Daniel noticed that Charlie had just gotten up from his chair and
was headed out the door.

	"Where's Charlie going?" Daniel asked.

	Chase turned around and saw Charlie walk out. He ran to catch him
but as he got to the door, he saw Charlie get into a big black Mercedes and
drive away.

	"Shit, Charlie where the hell are you going?" Chase whispered.

	Daniel came up to Chase and said "Let's go home babe. Where did
Charlie go?"

	"I am not sure but I think he went off with that rich guy with the
drugs."

	"Damn, I hope he will be careful."

	"Me too."

	Chase and Daniel said goodnight to Chelsea and said they would be
there round 5 the next day. Chelsea said to come a little earlier and to
bring a few more pieces of sculptures to replace the four that sold. She
told the same thing to Chase. "I will frame the extra photographs, you
brought earlier. If you have any others, bring them, especially the one's
of Daniel." They kissed Chelsea goodnight and thanked her assistants for
their help and headed out the door.

	It was about 1 AM when they got home. They were tired and slowly
walked to the upstairs bathroom and took off their clothes, and got into
the shower. They held each other under the spray; their heads rested on
each other's shoulders while the water invigorated their bodies.

	Daniel started to think about Andy and wanted to say something
about it to Chase, but he didn't want to get him upset. Daniel was worried
about what he would do next. Chelsea seemed to think he would try to cause
more trouble. He decided to wait and see.

	Chase's mind also wandered to Andreas. He wanted to say something
to Daniel about it, but didn't want him to go into a depression. He just
wanted to protect his lover anyway he could. He decided to wait and see.

	Chase looked Daniel in the eyes and began to kiss him and their
kisses grew to passion. Both were now sexually aroused.

	"Come on let's get out of here and go to bed. I want to fuck you
Daniel."

	"Hmmmm sounds good baby."

	They got out of the shower and dried themselves; their erections
never went down.  They kissed as they walked into the bedroom and collapsed
on the bed. Chase lay on top of Daniel and their tongues circled around
inside each other's mouths.

	"I want to be inside you Daniel," Chase said as he began to breathe
heavy.

	Daniel reached over and took the lube from the night table and got
himself in position for Chase's invasion.

	Chase lay on top of his lover while their tongues played
tag. Daniel's legs spread open, which gave Chase the signal he was ready to
be entered.

	Chase got on is knees, lubed his hard rod and looked down at his
lover's perfect body. "Fucking you tonight babe, will be the end to a
nearly perfect day."

	He lay back down on top of Daniel and they kissed as only lovers
kiss, with a familiar sweet taste and a feeling that never ceased to amaze.

	Daniel spread his legs open and raised them as high as he could
which allowed Chase to line up his rigid cock with Daniel's ready and
willing hole.

	Chase found his target and Daniel jumped as the head of Chase's
cock touched his rosebud. Chase pushed in and Daniel opened up eagerly and
lovingly for Chase to enter him. Slowly Chase's cock pushed past the
sphincter muscle and Daniel eyes rolled back into his head in sheer joy and
love for the man who entered him. Chase slowly moved his dick forward until
he was all the way inside Daniel and rested his ballsack in the crack of
his lover's ass and just let it sit there.

	This gave Daniel time to concentrate on how wonderful it felt for
Chase's dick to be inside him. Chase leaned down and kissed Daniel gently
on the lips, then his nose, and then his eyes. Chase's tongue ran in
circles around Daniel's lips.

	"I love you Daniel, Chase said as he started his in and out motion
in his lover hole.

	Daniel, gasped again, as he felt Chase's rigid member rub his
prostate, "I love you too, Chase," is all Daniel managed to say.

	Chase moved in and out of his lover while he lay on top of him. He
rose up a bit and smeared some lube on Daniel's cock so it could ride
smoother between them.

	"I want you to cum in between our bodies. I want to feel your sperm
on me as its shoots out," Chase said, he knew that soon he would erupt into
his lover's ass.

	"Oh Chase, slow down, I am going to cum." Daniel said in
desperation.

	"I can't hold it anymore. Cum babe," Chase said.

	"Awww, Fuck," Chase groaned as he shot into his lover over and
over. Daniel too, erupted between their sweaty bodies.

	"Shit Chase," Daniel yelled as the liquid from his ballsack emptied
all over him and Chase. Daniel's warm sperm coated both their chests and
stomachs.

	Chase stopped his thrusts into Daniel as his orgasm subsided. He
laid his whole weight on top of Daniel and they kissed as Chase's dick
popped out of Daniel's warm ass.

	They lay this way for a while and fought off sleep. After about 10
minutes to just enjoy the feel of their naked bodies, Chase rolled off of
Daniel, took out two cum towels from the night stand and proceeded to wipe
Daniel clean of the cum and lube on his body. He gently lifted Daniels soft
dick to clean around it. Chase took the second towel and cleaned himself.

	"Hmm, thank you babe, that really felt good, but then whenever you
are inside me it feels good."

	Chase lay down next to Daniel and rested his head on his
chest. Daniel lift his head up and kissed the top of Chase's head.

	"I love you, Chase," Daniel said in their afterglow.

	Chase ran his hand over Daniel's stomach, "I love you too," Chase
responded.

  	All was quiet for the moment.

	"I hope Charlie will be ok going off like that," Daniel said
sleepily.

	"Charlie's a big boy, he can take care of himself," Chase said, as
he tried to convince himself rather than Daniel.

	Chase was worried about his friend. Charlie had disappeared before
like this, when drugs are involved, sometimes for days. This time it was
different though. Charlie seemed to be taken in by this guy Steven and his
endless supply of illicit drugs.

	Chase couldn't sleep, but he could hear the sleep rhythm of
Daniel's breathing. He got up from bed and went down the stairs and avoided
the squeak so he wouldn't wake Daniel. He sat down on the couch next to the
telephone, picked it up and punched in the numbers to Charlie's cel
phone. He didn't care that it was nearly 3AM he had to know if Charlie was
ok. The phone rang and rang until the voice mail came on.

	"This is Charlie, leave a message and I may even get back with
you," beeep

	"Charlie, it's me, I am worried about you buddy. Give me a call
when you get this message, no matter what the time ... Charlie, I love you
man," Chase wanted to say more but he just hung up the phone.

	"Oh Charlie, what have you got yourself into now."


To be continued.

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