Naked Surfer

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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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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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