Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 05:22:32 -0800 (PST)
From: John Josept <wildgate1@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Naked Surfer/Chapter 3

The Naked Surfer
Chapter 3
By John Josept

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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 next morning Daniel woke up again to Jaime and Danny screaming on
the radio about something that was important to them and no one else. He
leaned over and turned off the radio. "Why do I listen to those two every
morning?" he said outloud.

     A smile came over his face as he remembered the kiss in the park given
to him by Chase the day before. Daniel's morning erection was now in full
bloom. He looked at his cock and touched it and imagined that Chase's hand
was there gently caressing it. He started to stroke up and down. For the
first time in, well he couldn't remember, it actually felt good to stroke
his own dick. He ran his other hand over his well-defined torso, rubbing
his abs and chest. It was as if he was touching his body for the very first
time. Daniel was enjoying this playing but stopped and thought, "Chase will
be here tonight. Maybe I will save this for him." Daniel looked at his hard
dick again. Precum was dripping from the tip. He took his finger and let
some of it seep on it and he put it in his mouth. He decided Chase's cum
tastes better than his own. He smiled at that thought.

     Daniel got out of bed with his hard dick 8 inches in front of him,
walked into the bathroom, and turned on the shower. He got under the water
and felt the warm spray engulf his body. He stood under the torrent with
his eyes closed. The water felt good. He grabbed a washcloth and ever so
slowly washed himself, letting the soap and cloth caress, as well as
cleanse his body. He ran the washcloth over his chest, letting the
roughness of the cloth entice his nipples. Then the cloth found its way to
his stomach where he moved up and down the ridges of his six-pack. He
admired how it looked and delighted in how it felt. Down the washcloth
moved, to his balls and engorged dick. He prolonged in this sensitive area,
running the cloth around the tip of his cock and up and down the rigid
shaft. Daniel moaned with pleasure. He brought the washcloth around to his
butt and in between his ass cheeks. He washed his vulnerable
rosebud. Daniel soaped up his index finger, pushed it deep into his eager
pucker, and began to massage his prostate.

	Daniel closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation of his finger up his
ass. His strong mind soon felt Chase's muscular arms wrapped around him
from behind, rubbing his chest and abs. Daniel felt Chase's hot breath on
the back of his neck. Daniel moaned with delight. What was his own finger
inside his rosebud, was now Chase's hard cock.

	"Oh God, Chase, Fuck Me," Daniel said as Chase's dick pumped in and
out of his ass.

	"I love you Daniel," Chase said, breathing heavy on Daniel's neck.

	"I love you too, Chase," Daniel said.

	Chase's hands moved from Daniel's chest and abs, down to his hard
dick and started to beat him off as he was fucking him.

	"Oh Fuck," Daniel screamed.

	"I love you, Daniel," Chase said over and over.

	Chase's dick thrust in and out of Daniel's ass, while Chase beat
Daniel's dick. Again and again, Chase pounded Daniel until neither one
could hold out any longer.

	"Oh Daniel, I am going to cum, I am going to cum in your ass. then
we will be one."

	"Cum inside me Chase."

	Daniel felt Chase's hot cum shoot into his ass just as he reached
his own orgasm, shooting five or six times.

	"I love you Chase," Daniel cried, as he was cumming.

	"I love you too, Daniel."

	Daniel's eyes suddenly opened wide. He found himself standing alone
in the shower. His finger was still inside his ass and the washcloth was
still in his other hand. A long glob of cum was sliding down the glass
shower door. Daniel slowly removed his finger from his butt.

	"Damn, that felt so real," Daniel said, snapping himself out of his
sexual daydream.

	"I came and didn't touch my dick," he said with a huge smile on his
face.

	Daniel rinsed himself off, then the cum from the glass door. Daniel
marveled at this new sensation. It took Chase to make him realize what
pleasure really was.

     Daniel turned off the water, got out of the shower, and dried
himself. He noticed that he was in there for over 20 minutes. That was a
new record for him, but then Daniel had decided not to keep records
anymore.

     Daniel went into the kitchen, poured himself a cup of coffee and stood
there drinking it, while enjoying his nakedness. "Hmmm, what should I do
for breakfast?" Daniel said outloud, "Pop tarts just don't seem right
anymore."

     He went to the fridge, saw the eggs and decided to scramble a
couple. He got the frying pan, put in some butter and cooked up his
eggs. He ate them sitting naked at the table. Out of habit, he kept looking
at the clock. His insecurities kept telling him to hurry along or he would
be late for the office. Daniel just sat there enjoying the eggs and
thinking about Chase and the sexual fantasy he just had in the
shower. Daniel's dick began to get hard. He smiled again.

     Having finished his breakfast, Daniel put the dishes in the sink, went
to his bedroom closet, and picked out a shirt and pants. "Strange," he
thought, "the clothes I picked actually matched." He laughed again.

     Shaved and teeth brushed, he dressed up, poured a cup of coffee into
his travel mug and headed out the door. It was nearly an hour past his
usual time. Daniel didn't care; he knew he would still be on time.

     He got into his car and started down Hermosa Avenue. Fortunately, it
was just a short drive to his office. As he passed the scene of the
accident that brought Chase into his life, he began to recall the events of
the past couple of days - The first time he saw Chase's face; the first
time he saw Chase naked; their first real kiss; the first time they made
love and of course, that kiss in the park. Daniel's dick got hard once
again. He smiled as he rubbed his crotch.

     The rest of the day was uneventful for Daniel; the same old boring
stuff he could do with his eyes closed. Later in the day, he called his
friend Marty, who said the truck was coming along great and that it could
be done by tonight. He would work late to make sure it was completed on
time.

	Daniel wondered if it was his imagination, but it seemed Marty was
acting differently toward him. It brought back memories of when they were
in high school where Marty had assumed the roll of Daniel's bodyguard and
would literally beat the crap out of anyone who tried to take advantage of
the fact that Daniel was somewhat of a nerdy kid. Daniel almost felt like
Marty knew about him and Chase, but he knew that was impossible, so he put
it out of his mind.

     Daniel regretted not having Chase's phone number. He would love to
hear his voice and tell him the good news about the truck. He also wondered
what had happened with Charlie. He would have to remember to give Chase his
number at home and at the office and to get a number where Chase could be
reached.

     When five o'clock rolled around, Daniel cleaned up his desk and
started for the door. He wasn't about to work late tonight, no matter what
anyone said to him. His officemates couldn't get over how different he was
acting today. Daniel even over heard one girl say, "I actually saw him
smile." Daniel smiled again as he passed her desk, to give her something to
talk about tomorrow.

     "Goodnight," he said as his stunned officemates watched him walk out
the door.

     Tonight was his usual gym night, but he decided to pass it by. He
wanted to be at the house when Chase got there.

     Daniel pulled into his driveway and was happy to see Chase sitting on
the front porch waiting. Chase stood up and walked toward Daniel's
car. Chase was dressed only his baggy shorts that hung low on his hips,
exposing a hint of his pubic hair.

     Daniel got out of his car suppressing the urge to run to Chase.

     "Hi, you been waiting here very long?" Daniel asked, smiling at the
handsome surfer.

     "Nah, not too long, maybe half hour, or so."

     "Remind me to give you the spare key later and to give you my phone
number too." Daniel started to ramble as he opened the door. "I will also
need your number, so I could get in touch with ........." Chase pushed
Daniel into the house and shut the door behind him. He took Daniel in his
arms and kissed him hard, drawing his body close to his.

     "I been having a hard-on about you all day," Chase said with a smile,
as he pushed Daniel toward the bedroom. Their lips were locked together as
they fought to remove their clothes. Their passion was building up to a
fever's pitch. Once naked, they fell on the bed rolling around; first Chase
on top of Daniel, then Daniel on top of Chase. Their hunger for each other
was completely out of control. Daniel had never felt such wanton lust in
his life, but he didn't care, he was with Chase and that is all that
mattered.

     "God, I want to fuck you, Chase," Daniel said as he lay on top of his
young surfer.

     "Not if I fuck you first," Chase replied laughing. Daniel smiled, as
the fantasy in the shower came to mind.

     Their lips once more drew to each other. In their minds, they both
knew they were not ready for that extra step, but they did know it would
happen someday, someday soon.

     Daniel let go of Chase's lips, looked deep into his blue eyes, and
smiled. Without a word, he got up, knelt over Chase, and admired what he
was seeing. Daniel looked at Chase's hard dick. A small drop of precum was
starting to form at the pee hole. Daniel swallowed Chase's dick tasting the
one drop of cum.

     "Hmmm, one drop is not enough," Daniel thought, "I want his whole load
down my throat." Faster and faster he pumped on Chase's dick, wanting his
spunk more and more. He felt Chase's hands on his shoulders pulling him off
his cock. A long line of precum went from the tip of Chase's dick to
Daniel's lips.

     "Easy tiger, it will happen, but we will get there together."

     Daniel's breathing was heavy; Chase licked this own spunk from
Daniel's lips and chin. Chase thought to himself, "Daniel's cum tastes much
better than mine." Chase smiled at that thought.

     "I want to do that 69 thing again, Daniel, " Chase shyly whispered
into Daniel's ear, " I liked that a lot."

     Daniel smiled at how timidly Chase requested to change positions. They
then moved their bodies opposite each other so their cocks were facing each
other's mouths. They both ran their tongues around the tip of their
cockheads and licked as much precum as they could before swallowing each
other's manhoods.

     Chase let Daniel's cock just sit in this mouth, letting the tip of
Daniel's dick tickle the back of his throat. Chase took a deep breath,
drinking in the smells of Daniel's body, all the while enjoying the
sensations of Daniel's hard cock. Daniel's precum started to leak in
Chase's mouth. Chase swallowed with delight.

     They both moaned with pleasure as they pumped each other's dicks,
getting closer and closer to their orgasm. Daniel ran his hand in between
Chase's legs looking for his rosebud. Chase decided to give Daniel the same
treatment. He reached in between Daniel's leg and plunged his finger inside
Daniel's asshole.

     Daniel jumped because he was not ready but soon got used to the
feeling of Chase's finger inside him. "I wish that was his dick like in my
fantasy," Daniel thought to himself.

     Daniel could feel Chase's balls going up into his body. Chase too,
knew that Daniel was close to cumming. They both prepared themselves.

     Chase was the first to blast into Daniel's mouth. Daniel kept his
finger inside Chase's pucker, as he swallowed Chase's sweet elixir.

     In the middle of Chase's orgasm, Daniel let go of this own load. Both
men got what they wanted; to savor what they considered was the best
tasting cum between them.

     Daniel let go of Chase's cock and lay there staring at Chase's
beautiful pole, just inches from his face. A drop of cum started to ooze
from Chase's dick. Daniel stuck out his tongue and let the white liquid
drop on it. He drew it into his mouth and swallowed.

     Chase, on the other hand, was not letting go of Daniel's dick until he
knew Daniel had stopped cumming completely. The feeling of Daniel's dick in
his mouth was becoming an obsession.

     Chase finally secure in the thought that Daniel was no longer giving
up his sperm, let Daniel's dick fall from his mouth. He took his arms, drew
Daniel's dick closer to his face, and just let it lay against his
cheek. Daniel, feeling the warm sensation of what Chase was doing to him,
did the same thing and wrapped his arms around Chase's legs and drew his
dick closer to him.

     They lay there in the afterglow for a long while. Out of the blue,
Chase lifted up his hand and gave Daniel a hard smack on the asscheek that
echoed off the walls.

     "We better get our asses up," Chase said laughing, trying to break
himself out of the sexual trance he put himself into.

     "Ouch!" yelled Daniel rubbing the left cheek of his ass, "That hurt!"

     Chase leaned down and kissed the spot he just hit.

     "Sorry Daniel, didn't mean to hit you quite that hard." Chase felt bad
he had hurt the man that was becoming so important to him.

     They laughed and held each other for a bit longer, then slowly got out
of bed. By instinct, Daniel went to grab his clothes but caught himself and
dropped the pants he picked up and followed Chase into the living
room. Chase sat down on the couch and Daniel sat next to him, wrapping his
arms round Chase's naked body.

     "Should we go out or cook something here," Chase said, "Making love to
you works up my appetite." He smiled, then held Daniel tighter and kissed
him.

     Just then, the phone rang. Daniel moaned and reluctantly let go of
Chase to answer it.

     "Hello," Daniel said into the phone.

     "Hey, Daniel, it's me Marty," the gravely voice on the other end said.

     "Marty, hi." Chase moved closer to Daniel.

     "Good News, buddy. The truck is ready and looks good as new."

     "It's ready? That's great, when can we pick it up? Chase is here right
now."

     "Somehow, I kinda figured that," Marty said with a knowing chuckle.

     Daniel thought, "That's an odd thing for him to say. Why would he
figure Chase was here?" Daniel let it pass, but another insecurity started
to creep in again.

     "Well you can come and get it now if you like," Marty continued.

     "Yeah, we will be over in a short while," Daniel replied. Chase just
sat there not saying anything.

     "How much is it going to cost," Daniel asked.

     "Daniel, I know you are doing a favor for your friend, and I figure he
is someone special to you, so I am only going to charge you $500.00. That
just about covers my cost. No labor, ok buddy?"

     "Marty, that's too low; I can't let you do that."

     "Too late, the bill has been made up and can't be changed. Now get
your ass down here and pick this monster up."

     "Thanks, Marty, you're the greatest."

     "Ah, shucks you say that to all the boys," Marty said.

     Daniel thought that was another odd remark coming from Marty. "Does he
know I am gay? Does he know what's going on with Chase and me? Is he making
fun of me?" Daniel's insecurities all started flooding in. "Should I panic
now or later."

     Daniel gave a half chuckle, said goodbye to Marty and they both hung
up. During all this, Chase had just sat there next to Daniel not saying a
word.

     "Well the truck is ready," Daniel said, "Marty said a couple very
strange things just now on the phone."

     "You know, since we have been together in this house, I hadn't thought
much about my dad or that fucking truck," Chase said, not hearing what
Daniel said about Marty's remarks. "God, I hate that man and that goddamn
truck. Let's go get that fucking thing and I will put it in the garage so I
don't have to see it again."

     Chase felt his mood changing rapidly. He knew when his dad would come
home there would be trouble. There always was some kind of trouble with
him. Chase never knew what to expect, except he knew something bad was
going to happen.

     Daniel saw the change in Chase and drew him closer to him and held him
in his arms.

	"Everything is going to be ok, Chase," Daniel said, "the truck is
fixed and I know Marty does great work. Your dad will never suspect."

	"I guess you are right," Chase said, trying to shake the feeling of
impending doom from his head. "Come on let's get dressed, go get the truck,
then go to Scotties for burgers. Then we could come back here and work on
that art collection of yours."

	"Ok, let's go," Daniel said as he and Chase gave each other a
prolonged kiss. They reluctantly got up from the couch, trying to ignore
the fact their dicks were hard again, and went to the bedroom to get their
clothes.

	Less than a half hour later, they pulled up to Marty's Body Shop.

	"Hey, guys," Marty said coming out of his office to greet
them. Marty always wore those same kind of coveralls. Daniel couldn't
remember the last time he saw Marty in anything other than those same
grease stained pants. Marty was tall but stocky and seemed to be busting
out of those coveralls. Daniel wondered why Marty let himself go so bad. He
recalled from school that Marty used to have a hot body.

	"Hi Marty," Chase and Daniel said, almost in unison.

	"Well there she is," Marty said, pointing to the corner of the lot
and the fully restored Pickup Truck. Chase and Daniel went over to look at
Marty's handy work.

	"Wow," Chase exclaimed, as he ran his hand over the area that was
damaged in the accident, "it really looks great. There's no way my fucking
old man is going to know anything happed to his precious piece of shit."
Chase's mood had not changed since he left the house. He even felt like he
was going to loose it and cry.

	Daniel put his hand on Chase's shoulder and squeezed it, letting
him know that he was there for him. Chase looked up into Daniel eyes and
smiled. Marty took notice of the tender moment between the two.

	"I'm glad you guys like my work," Marty said, "I always do a
special job for you Daniel." Marty looked into Daniel's eyes with a
tenderness Daniel never saw before. "I guess we will be seeing a lot more
of you now, Chase. I mean, well you know, since you and Daniel here, are
well, let's just say special friends."

	Chase caught on right away what Marty was getting at. For some
reason, he knew all about him and Daniel. Chase just took it in
stride. "Funny," Chase thought to himself, "Just a few days ago I was
running from the fact I am gay. Now it doesn't seem to bother me. Strange
Daniel didn't mention anything to me about Marty being gay himself.

	However, Daniel didn't know, he still didn't get the full extent of
what Marty was saying.

	"Does he know I am gay?" Daniel said to himself. Daniel was
speechless. He didn't know if he should run. He stood there starting to
shake. Sweat started to stream down his forehead and down the back of his
neck. He wanted to talk but he was frozen. Then he heard Chase's voice.

	"Yeah, Daniel is pretty special," Chase said, putting his arm
around Daniel's waist. "We were lucky to have found each other. I guess it
was an act of fate that did it, what with the accident and
everything. Hell, neither one of us knows how to be gay, yet." Marty and
Chase laughed, but Daniel was frozen listening to what Chase just said.

	"Marty knows now," Daniel said to himself. "Why did Chase tell him?
I have to get out of here. He's going to start to laugh and point, I know
it! The dream, its coming true!" Daniel was starting to loose it again when
Chase, feeling the tension coming from Daniel, tried to draw him out of his
panic attack.

	"Daniel," Chase yelled, "you're turning blue, Breathe!" Indeed,
Daniel was just standing there not able to breathe. He tried but he
couldn't.

	"Daniel," Marty yelled.

	Daniel gasping for air, started to get dizzy when Chase hit him
square in the chest with his fist. Daniel gasped one more time and started
to breathe. Being a bit faint from his attack of panic, he fell forward
into Chase's arms. Chase and Marty grabbed Daniel, lead him into Marty's
office and laid him down on the old couch.

	Slowly Daniel started to breathe normal again.

	"What was that all about, Daniel?" Chase said, not knowing that
Daniel was not aware that Marty was gay.

	"I think it was my fault, Chase," Marty said, "Sorry, Daniel, I
guess I should have let you in on my little secret."

	Finally it dawned on Daniel.

	"Your Gay?" Daniel screamed, "but...but, I didn't know, you never
said anything," Daniel was still kind of delirious.

	"Well, who do you think, Butch is? I mean, he and I have been
'Roommates' for 10 years now. I thought you put two and two together a long
time ago."

	"Butch is gay too?" Daniel said still in his daze and still in a
slight panic. Marty just laughed and shook his head. Daniel felt Chase's
soothing hands running through his hair. He looked into Chase's deep blue
eyes and smiled. This brought him out of his panic and calmed him down.

	"Oh brother, you two really have it bad," Marty laughed, "it's
kinda cute too. I can't wait to tell Butch."

	Daniel started to blush, but didn't want to move from Chase's
touch, but he slowly sat up and put his head in his hands. Chase sat down
next to him and put his arms around him and Daniel leaned into his body and
rested his head on the security of Chase's strong shoulder.

	"Oh God, I am so embarrassed," Daniel whispered to Chase, "Does
everyone know I am gay?"

	Marty overhearing what Daniel whispered, laughed. "Probably not,
just those equipped with gaydar."

	"What's gaydar?" Chase asked.

	"It's the ability for a gay man to spot another gay man in the room
full of strangers. Every gay man has it; some more than others. I,
apparently, have it really strong." Marty laughed again, so did
Chase. Daniel just smiled and let off a nervous giggle.

	Marty went to his desk drawer and pulled out a bottle of Brandy,
poured some in a water cup and handed it to Daniel.

	"Here, drink this, I got to change and get out of here before Butch
kills me for being late, again. He won't stand for another ruined dinner."

	"Butch, cooks?" Daniel said, trying to picture that 6 ft 4 in. man
standing over a hot stove. Butch was a big man, bigger than Marty in height
and girth.

	"Best damn cook around. Hey, you two will have to come over for
dinner sometime. We could put some steaks on the grill and throw down some
brews."

	"Sounds great, thanks." Chase said.

	"Yeah, sounds great," Daniel repeated unenthusiastically, still
trying to grapple with the idea that someone figured out he was gay.

	"Ok, I will talk with Butch and we will set something up," Marty
said.

	Marty walked over to a locker on the other side of the office. With
his back to Chase and Daniel, he removed his coveralls. With just his jeans
on, Marty stood with his back to the boys.

	His bare back was ripped with huge muscles, typical bodybuilder
shape, wide at the top and narrow at the waste. His arms were really "Big
Guns". He had a tribal tattoo that wrapped around his upper right arm. He
turned around and Chase and Daniel's eyes nearly popped out. Their jaws
dropped when they saw Marty's massive muscular physique. His chest and
stomach was covered in a thick layer of hair. To top it off, both nipples
were pierced and had rings in each one. Marty put on a T-Shirt that clung
to him like a second skin. Even the rings in his pierced nipples showed
through.

	Marty noticed the boys stares and laughed. "If you think the
nipples look good pierced, you should see what else I had done."

	"You mean you have a PA?" Chase guessed. Marty winked at him.

	"Yeah, Butch, too. We had it done for our 5th anniversary."

	"What's a PA?" Daniel asked.

	"It's a Prince Albert," Chase said, "they had their dicks pierced."

	"No, Shit!" Daniel said in amazement.

	"Someday, if I get drunk enough, I will show it to you," Marty
laughed.

	Daniel was amazed at what has come about in the past half hour or
so.

	"Hey, guys, I got to get out of here, Butch is going to be really
pissed off at me and you don't want that gorilla getting pissed off,
believe me," Marty said.

	Chase and Daniel laughed as they got up from the couch. Daniel got
out his checkbook and Marty handed him the bill. It came to $500.00 as he
was told. Daniel wrote out the check and handed it to Marty, then handed
the bill to Chase. Marty took Daniel in his arms and kissed him on the
lips.

	"I'm sorry I caused you to panic like you did, Daniel. I just
didn't know any other way to tell you that I have known you were gay since
high school. I have been waiting a long time for you to realize it too. I
thought you knew about Butch and me, but then how could you. You would
always stay within yourself. I am glad Chase is in your life. I can see a
change in you already..., your clothes match for one." He laughed, then
went up to Chase and gave him a kiss, too.

	"I think we are going to be good friends," Marty whispered to
Chase.

	"Let's get the hell out of here. I will contact you guys about
coming over for dinner after I talk with Butch."

	They all said their goodbyes as Chase got into the big Ford and
Daniel got into his little 280ZX.

	It wasn't long before Chase and Daniel got to Chase's Dad's
house. Chase put the truck in the garage and locked the doors, then
disappeared into the house while Daniel waited in the car.

	After a few minutes, Chase came out of the house holding a bunch of
clothes. He got into the passenger side of Daniels' car, threw the clothes
in the back, and sat down.

	"I thought I would bring some of my clothes to your house," Chase
said. Daniel smiled.

	As they were pulling away from the house, Daniel noticed an old
Chevy Van in the driveway.

	"Who does that belong to?" Daniel asked.

	"It's mine. It's a piece of shit, doesn't run and I can't afford to
have it fixed.

	"Hmm, if you get it to my house, I will take a look at and see if I
can fix it."

	"You fix cars, too?"

	"I try at it. I mean what have you got to loose?"

	"Ok, I will get it down to you somehow," Chase said.  "You surprise
me with all that you can do, Daniel."

	"Well, don't say anything until after I see if I could fix it," he
laughed. Daniel figured he would not be able to fix, but it was worth a
try.

	He put the car in gear and sped down toward the beach to Scotties
for dinner.

	For a long while, Daniel didn't say a word, then he finally broke
the silence and said, "You know, I always considered Marty my best friend
and I didn't consider he was gay. I never bothered to put things together
that he and Butch were lovers. And damn that body of his. For years, I only
saw him in those ugly coverall. I always though he just got fat!!" Daniel
smiled and Chase laughed. "I guess I was too involved in being scared and
in my own self pity. Too bad, look at all that I missed by not knowing
about Marty and Butch."

	"Well, look at it this way, we now have our first gay couple
friends," Chase said with a smile.

	Daniel didn't reply to that, but just stared straight ahead and
drove toward the beach. He liked the way that Chase used the word "We".

	They decided to park the car at Daniel's house and walk. It was a
beautiful evening and Scotties was just a short walk from Daniel's
house. It was about 7 PM when they got to the restaurant. Most diners had
gone home so they pretty much had the place to themselves. The sun was
setting over the ocean and the sky was a radiant orange. They got a table
in the annex so they could have a clear view of the ocean and the
sunset. They watched as the hot bodies took their last jog or bike ride of
the day on the Strand before dark. Chase knew most of the people that went
by. Some waved, some just walked on not noticing their friend having
dinner. Chase didn't care; in fact, he was hoping they didn't notice. He
just wanted to have a nice quiet dinner with Daniel.

	After they ordered their burgers, Daniel remembered he didn't ask
Chase how things went with Charlie.

	"By the way, what happened with you and Charlie? Did you get to
talk with him?"

	"Nope, the son-of-a-bitch won't take my calls. I even went to his
house, but he wouldn't answer the door. I know he was there. I am really
pissed at him. Shit, if he wants to fuck up our friendship because he saw
me sucking your dick, well screw him." Chase was getting very emotional.

	"You don't really mean that Chase. Charlie's your best friend."

	"I know, but it hurts, Daniel. Why won't he take my calls?" Chase's
voice cracked with emotion.

	"He just needs time to think. Give him a few more days to come
around." Daniel put his hand on Chase's and squeezed it.

	"I guess," Chase replied.

	Their burgers came and they ate them while talking about anything
but the situation with Charlie. Daniel made sure the subject was not
brought up again that evening. By the time they finished eating the sun had
gone down completely. They headed down the short walk on the Strand to
Daniel's house.

	When they got there, both men got out of their clothes, went to the
studio and began to catalog Daniel's artwork, including giving names to
some of the pieces that Daniel never got around to naming. Overall, there
were 184 pieces of artwork. That's a considerable collection by anyone's
standards.

	"Wow, that was incredible," Chase said as they finished up their
work and headed for the showers. It was well past 11 PM and they both were
very tired.

	Having already been naked most of the evening, they just turned on
the water and stepped in. They embraced as the water poured over their
bodies. Their manhood started to grow at each other's touch. Daniel's hands
ran down from Chase's back to his smooth buttock. Daniel loved the silky
feel of his asscheeks. He squeezed each cheek in his hands and pushed his
lower torso into Chase's causing each other's cocks to harden even
more. They kissed long and hard, letting their tongues dance inside their
mouths.

	Chase took one step back and grabbed Daniel's dick and gently
gripped it, feeling how hard and firm it was in his hand. He then started
to jack it but still held onto Daniel's body with the other hand. Daniel
did the same thing to Chase, their lips never once parted.

	Both men's breathing began to quicken, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming,"
Chase said, as his sperm started to spray Daniel's dick, legs and feet. It
wasn't long before Daniel was spraying Chase with his spunk in the same
way. They finally let go of their lips but continued to hold on to each
others' dicks.

	"Fuck, Daniel," Chase said, breathless, "I love...", Chase caught
himself before he said something he was not ready to say... "how you turn
me on."

	Daniel just looked into Chase's blue eyes and kissed him on the
lips again. They got back under the spray of the shower and cleaned each
other's spunk from their bodies. They turned off the water, dried
themselves, got out of the shower, and headed to the bedroom.

	As they got into bed, Chase asked, "If you don't mind me staying
here tomorrow, I could enter the data we collected on your artwork into the
computer."

	"No, I don't mind at all. I will leave the spare key to the house
on the table in the kitchen in the morning. Don't forget to give me a phone
number were I can reach you."

	Daniel smiled as he and Chase cuddled up into each other's
arms. Chase laid his head on Daniel's firm chest and ran his fingers up and
down his six-pack.

	"Did you notice that we lived through the trauma of someone finding
out we were gay. The world didn't come to an end and the sky didn't even
fall.

	"Yeah, I noticed. Kinda pisses me off to think I wasted all that
time that time worrying about it and panicking over it. What a fucking
fool."

	"I guess we were both fucking fools, Daniel."

	Chase yawned and moved his body closer to Daniel. Daniel reached
over and turned off the bedside lamp.

	"Good night, Daniel."

	"Good night, Chase"

	Chase drifted off to sleep, almost immediately, with his head still
on Daniel's chest, but this hand was planted on Daniel's cock. Daniel
gently stroked Chase's hair.

	"I love you, Chase Bell," Daniel whispered very quietly, knowing
Chase couldn't hear him, and then drifted off to his own deep sleep.

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To Be Continued