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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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(Reprise from Chapter 15:
"Sorry, guys, I thought this might be important," Charlie said, then stepped aside.
"Gerald!" Daniel and Chase said at the same time. Chase looked around expecting to see Andreas, but didn't see him anywhere.
"Are you ok?" Daniel asked
"Yeah, I'm ok," Gerald said looking very tired and very scared.
"Where's Andreas, Gerald," Chase said, a bit suspicious of what was going on.
"At the apartment, I guess. I don't know and I really don't care anymore," Gerald replied, his voice a little shaky. "I left a few days ago and I'm not going back. I am heading out of town, but first ... we need to talk.")
NOW ON TO THE STORY:
The Naked Surfer
Chapter 16
by John Josept
"You left Andreas?" Daniel asked wondering just what Andreas would do now that Gerald skipped out on him. "This could be trouble," he thought to himself.
"I just couldn't take it anymore," Gerald said meekly, "I took the advice of a friend and got out of there a few days ago when Andreas was asleep."
"Where have you been all this time?" Chase asked, feeling sorry for this young guy who seemed to have gone through hell living with Andreas.
"Oh around, I been gettin' by," Gerald said. He didn't want to tell to them he had been living on the streets for a few days prostituting himself again. Besides the money he got from Cole, he felt he needed more to get out of LA. Selling his body was the quickest way he knew how. In two days he made another $400.00. He figured he could make at least another thousand dollars in a week's time. That would be more than enough to go most anywhere he wanted. Seems a quite a few men would pay good money to have sex with a slender, good-looking, young kid like Gerald.
"Look, I need to talk to you guys, so I could get the hell out of here."
"Where are you going?" Chase asked with concern.
"Not sure yet, just away from here where Andreas or nobody else can find me. I saw him yesterday driving down Santa Monica Blvd. I know he was looking for me."
Just as Gerald was about to continue, Chelsea came up to Daniel and Chase.
"Oh, there you are boys, come with me, there are several reporters that want to set up interviews with you," she said, then turned to Charlie and Gerald, "Excuse me fellas," as she took Daniel and Chase on each arm and lead them away.
Chase turned around and yelled, "Charlie, take care of Gerald and don't let him out of your site. We'll talk more later, ok Gerald?"
Gerald didn't get a chance to reply he, he didn't care, he just wanted to get out of there. He felt vulnerable at the gallery. He believed that Andreas or the police could come in at anytime looking for him. He became paranoid and started to panic and headed toward the door.
"Hold on, Gerald," Charlie said as he grabbed hold of his arm, "stick around, you will be ok here. Me and my friends will watch out for you."
Gerald gave him a questioning glance.
"Really, we will take care of you," Charlie said softly, "It's going to be ok."
He then lead Gerald toward his surf buddies and introduced him to them and told his friends Gerald needed to be protected from Andreas Muller, "that crazy photographer" as Charlie put it. They didn't need any other explanation. They all decided to watch over Gerald and make sure nothing happened to him. This distressed Gerald because he wanted to get out of there and disappear on the streets of West Hollywood where he knew he would be safe. He sat in silence and began to regret his decision to come to the gallery.
Meanwhile, Chelsea introduced Chase and Daniel to several new prospective clients as well as set up interviews with gay magazines like The Advocate, Out, Genre, and Instinct. These were the top gay magazines in the country and reached millions of readers.
Chelsea couldn't be happier with how she had handled Chase and Daniel so far. She was about to set up another interview with Los Angeles Magazine, a mainstream publication, when out of the corner of her eye she saw a familiar face walk into the gallery. She stopped everything and headed toward him.
Daniel saw her as she ran to the man that just entered. "Who's that," he said to Chase who looked in the direction Daniel had gestured.
"Beats me, but from the way she's kissing him, I would say he's not her brother," Chase laughed.
Chelsea finished giving the man a prolonged kiss, then lead him to Daniel and Chase.
"Boys, I would like you to meet my business partner, Henry Beauchamp. Henry, this is Daniel Casadini and Chase Bell, the two young men I have been raving about the past few months."
"Hey, Henry," Chase said and shook his hand.
"Glad to meet you," Daniel added and extended his hand out to the man that Chelsea was clinging to.
Henry was tall and handsome, somewhere in his late 40's. His salt and pepper hair was meticulously groomed; not a strand was out of place. He had the manner of a man of breeding and wealth. Daniel looked Henry up and down and admired his very expensive looking suit that was obviously tailored just to fit him. The rest of him was as perfect as a man could be; even his fingernails were manicured. That was when Daniel noticed that Henry wore a wedding band. Daniel was not sure about this guy.
"Likewise," Henry replied in a very pronounced British accent. "Sorry I had not been here the past few weeks but I was in Britain on business. Chelsea has been keeping me up to date and I have been reading about you in the British tabloids. Seems the international press got a hold of the story as well. Glad we were able to launch you two."
"Damn," Chase said, "you mean our 'shit' is known around Europe?"
Henry was surprised how Chase described his art but Chelsea had briefed him on Chase's candor and was mildly amused. He also found Chase quite enticing.
"Unbelievable, isn't it?" Daniel said while shaking his head. He had noticed how Henry stared at Chase.
"Well gentlemen, its really great to finally meet you," Henry said, summing up their conversation. "Chelsea can I see you in the office, please?" he said as he turned his attention to her. Daniel noticed there was something in the way that Henry looked at Chelsea. He really seemed to be attracted to her, not the lusty way he looked at Chase, but it was tender and loving. He was very confused about Chelsea's business partner and didn't know what to think.
Chelsea and Henry excused themselves and went into the office. Chase and Daniel heard the click of the lock on the door after it was shut.
"Well," Chase said, "looks like Chelsea has been hiding something from us, and man, he's pretty damn hot," Chase grinned.
"Yes he is, and pretty damn married, too," Daniel added, "didn't you see his wedding band?"
"No shit, I guess I missed that."
"And the strange thing is, he was looking at you like you were a prime piece of beef and was ready to chew on your T-Bone," Daniel said sarcastically.
"Huh, I didn't see that, you are imagining things Daniel," Chase laughed completely oblivious to the way Henry stared at him.
"Well, I am going to keep an eye on him anyway. Nobody's going to steal my man," Daniel quibbed as he put his arm around Chase's waist, pulled him into him, and nibbled on his ear.
"No chance of the ever happening," Chase said.
They both laughed and were about to continue their conversation when Donnie Burns, Chase's surf buddy on the Hermosa Beach Police Department, and his younger brother, Nick, walked in. This time Donnie was off duty and in civilian clothes. Nick seemed upset about something and so did Donnie.
"Hey Donnie," Chase said as his friends walked up to him, "you remember Daniel, right?"
"Yeah sure, hi Daniel," Donnie said.
"Hi," Daniel said shaking his hand.
"Hey Nick, how you doing? I haven't seen you around in a while?" Chase said to the hunky high school teenager, "This is my partner Daniel." Daniel shook Nick's hand and noted his solid firm grip.
"Hi," Nick said as he looked at Daniel and then Chase.
"This is really something, guys," Donnie said of the gallery, "you going to be famous someday huh? I could say 'I knew you when ... ," Donnie laughed, along with Chase and Daniel. Nick didn't crack a smile. He seemed preoccupied.
"Ummm Chase, I need to talk with you. Remember at the beach the other day, when you and Lucas got into that fight, I said I needed to talk ... in private?"
"Yeah sure, Donnie, I remember. Come on over here," Chase said as he excused himself from this partner and Nick, then led Donnie to a corner that was fairly quiet. He wondered why everyone wanted to speak in private all of a sudden, first Gerald, now Donnie. "And what could Donnie want to talk to me about? " he said to himself.
Chase and Donnie left Nick and Daniel by themselves. They stood in silence for a few seconds. Nick turned his head and saw Chase's exhibit.
"Wow, are these Chase's pictures?" Nick asked.
"Yeah," Daniel said. Nick walked over to get a closer look. Daniel followed him.
Meanwhile, in the "quiet corner", Chase asked, "So, Donnie, what gives?"
"Well, I don't know how to start this, Chase. I mean it's ... this gay thing ... you know?" Donnie said stumbling over his words.
"Holy Shit, are you trying to tell me you're gay?" Chase said half joking and half serious?
"Huh? Fuck no!" Donnie protested, "Not me, asshole, its Nick. He told me the other day he thinks he's gay. I don't know how to handle this. He's a football quarterback, for Christ sake; he's got girls hanging on him all the time. He's a cute kid. How the hell can he be gay?"
"Donnie, I had girls hanging on me all the time, too, remember? I don't know what to tell you, besides ... this is something you should talk to Nick about."
"I just can't Chase. I know I will fuck it up. He's my kid brother; I love the guy. Ever since mom and dad died, I had to take care of him, but this, hell, he's only 16, what does he know about being gay?" Donnie said the word "gay" more quite than the rest of his words; like he was afraid someone would hear him utter the forbidden word.
"Ok, why don't you come over tomorrow and we can talk with him. Not sure what we will talk to about. But you both come over ok, around 3 or so?
"Sure, Chase thanks a whole hell of a lot, you're a lifesaver."
"No problem Donnie." Chase didn't know what to do about this but he thought maybe Daniel would know. Maybe there was something in one of his manuals about teenagers coming out.
While Donnie and Chase were talking, Daniel and Nick were still looking at Chase's picture. Nick seemed to deliberately linger over the nude pictures of Daniel.
"Damn these pictures of you are hot," Nick said to Daniel's surprise.
"Thanks, I guess," Daniel replied.
"Hey, are you and Chase really gay? I mean gay lovers or partners. I am not sure what the right word is," Nick asked.
"Hmmmm, yeah we are, Nick. We prefer to be called partners right now. Does that pose a problem for you?" Daniel said almost defensively.
"No...cause I think, well," Nick hesitated, "I think I'm gay, too. How did you know you were gay?"
Daniel had to think whether this was his place to talk with a kid he didn't know about such a sensitive subject. How would Donnie react and does he know his kid brother is gay? He decided to answer Nick honestly, despite his reservations.
"Hmmm, with me, I just noticed that I was attracted to men and not women. So I put two and two together and I came out gay, simple as that," Daniel laughed.
Nick smiled, "I guess I am just confused."
"It's a difficult time coming to terms with it, Nick. Chase and I only realized it a few months ago ourselves and we are still dealing with it."
Just as if it was on cue, Chelsea, who finally left her office, came over to Daniel, again.
"Oh, Daniel, I am so sorry to keep you from your friends, but you must come and talk with this nice gentleman, I think he wants to commission you; besides he's cute as hell," she laughed.
"I'll be right back Nick, we can finish this talk in a bit."
"Sure, I'm cool," Nick said feeling out of place with all the strangers around him talking and laughing. Somehow he felt very alone, like no one in the world knew what he was going through.
"Hi, I couldn't help but hear what you and Daniel were talking about," a voice said from behind Nick. He turned around and saw this good-looking young guy standing in front of him.
"Oh, Sorry," Nick said feeling his face get redder by the second. He was embarrassed that someone overheard he and Daniel talking. The fact that he was trying to suppress his teenage hormones and not get an erection because of the sexy guy standing in front of him, was also a factor for his embarrassment.
"No need to be sorry, being gay ain't the end of the world. I've known I was gay since I was 10. Hi, my name is Gerald Hansen."
"Hi, I'm Nick Burns," he said, feeling much better knowing this guy was gay, too.
They stared at each other for a second in silence.
"Your piercings are cool," Nick said. He felt his face flush; he usually didn't embarrass easy.
"Thanks, I been thinking about taking them all out soon. I had a slave collar but a friend of mine cut the lock and I got rid of it."
Nick had no idea what a slave collar was or want it meant. "Really? You look great with all that on you, though," Nick said, still red faced as ever. Nick's head was tilted down but his eyes looked directly at Gerald. Nick was a couple inches taller that this guy he just met and was incredibly attracted to.
"Thanks, I got some you can't see. At least, not with my clothes on," Gerald laughed, obviously trying to put the make on this cute guy. He figured he had to pass the time somehow. Nick blushed even more.
"What do you mean? Where else are you pierced?" Nick asked innocently. Gerald grabbed his hand and brought it too his right nipple."
Nick felt Gerald's nub with the spear, covered by his shirt. "Wow," he said. Then Gerald started to move his hand down toward his navel when Nick pulled his hand away.
"Sorry, didn't mean to freak you out," Gerald said thinking that move was too bold for this hot kid.
"Well, its just there are so many people around. I feel weird," Nick said trying not to look like he was new at this.
"Yeah, but you seemed to like what you were touching," Gerald said as he looked at Nick's crotch and saw the outline of his hard cock through his jeans.
"Oh fuck," Nick said as his face turned beet red with embarrassment again, because Gerald noticed he was hard.
"Hey, come with me," Gerald said as he grabbed Nick's arm and headed for the bathroom. When they got there, Gerald made sure no one was looking, then he and Nick went in together and locked the door behind them.
"Now, no one can see us," Gerald said.
Nick stood there not knowing what to do, so Gerald took Nick's hand again and brought it to his chest but this time he opened his shirt and brought Nick's hand to one of his pierced nipples.
"Woe," Nick gulped. His hands were shaking as he touched Gerald's body. Gerald looked into Nick's eyes and saw how frightened this hunky high school jock looked. Gerald attitude started to soften and he put his street persona on hold.
"You ok?" Gerald asked.
"Yeah, just nervous. I...I...never...did this before," Nick finally confessed, breathing very heavy to a point he was close to hyperventilating.
"Hey, slow down," Gerald said, then took Nick in his arms and kissed him gently on the lips rubbing the back of Nick's neck with his hand. Gerald slowly opened his mouth and pushed his tongue between Nick's lips. Nick responded by following Gerald's lead. He closed his eyes. Nick was in the midst of his first man-to-man kiss. It was everything he thought it would be. It also left no doubt in his mind. He knew now, without hesitation, he was gay.
"Since this is your first time let's do it up right," Gerald said as he removed his shirt, kissed Nick again, then pulled Nick's shirt over his head. Nick was awe struck and in a daze at the sight of Gerald's slender, cut body. The piercings on his nipples and his navel stimulated him even more. Nick's dick was harder than it ever been and he felt moist in his crotch and didn't realize it was his precum causing it.
Gerald ran his hands over Nick's muscular chest and abs, and then took him in his arms to calm him down. Nick never felt another man's naked torso touch his before. It felt warm; it felt wonderful; it felt right. He brought his arms slowly up around Gerald's back and held him close, then he kissed his shoulder.
"Oh god," Nick whispered, "this feels...so good."
Gerald was really turned on by Nick's well built body and his obvious innocence. He took a few seconds to drink it all in, then turned back to making Nick's first time memorable.
Gerald loosened his pants and let them fall to the floor. He took off his boxer shorts and revealed his hard cock with the Prince Albert at the tip. Nick's eyes nearly bugged out.
"Oh shit," Nick said looking at Gerald's naked body, and his pierced dick in particular. Nick's hormones kicked into high gear at the site of Gerald standing there with nothing on. Gerald took Nick's hand again but this time he brought it to his dick. Nick impulsively wrapped his fingers around Gerald's hard member. He couldn't believe, for the first time he was touching another guy's erection. He stared at it in his hand, but Gerald was staring at Nick's muscled pecs again, with his quarter size nipples. He ran his hands over Nick's smooth chest and down his six-pack abs and began to unbutton his jeans.
"Wait," Nick said with a slight case of cold feet, "I don't know if I should do this." Gerald stopped briefly but figured Nick wasn't very convincing since he still had a firm grip on his cock.
"Why not?" Gerald asked as he undid the last button.
Nick couldn't answer because he wanted this to happen; this encounter that took him by surprise. He wanted it more than ever.
Gerald pulled down Nick's tight jeans and got down on his knees, pulled down Nick's jockey briefs and freed his confined dick that wanted to experience only what Nick had dreamed of. Gerald removed Nick's shoes, then Nick kicked his jeans free. His cock was pointing directly at Gerald's face. It was big, maybe 8 inches or so; it drooled precum to the floor. Gerald licked some from the tip.
"Do you want me to continue, Nick? Cause that's one big beautiful cock and I want to suck it real bad," Gerald said looking up at Nick who was looking down at him with his dark hair falling into his deep green eyes.
"Yes," is all Nick could get out of his very dry mouth. He felt he was close to cumming and Gerald hadn't even put his mouth on his very rigid member yet. Gerald saw how nervous Nick was. He saw that look before on several of his tricks when he worked the streets. He figured he better take it slow. Besides, Gerald found Nick to be really hot and was going to enjoy himself.
He continued to look up at Nick as his lips slowly clamped down around his big cut dick.
"Oh God," Nick said, trying desperately to hold back his orgasm. His cock was being swallowed by this guy he didn't know, this guy he found so unbelievably attractive, this guy who was on his knees, who now had his big 8-inch dick completely in his mouth. Gerald move his lips up so he only had the head of Nick's dick in his mouth, then slowly moved down gobbling up his rigid pole.
Then it happened, "Oh fuck," Nick said as he lost the battle and began to cum in Gerald's mouth, "Oh god, oh fuck," Nick said as volley after volley of cum shot down Gerald's throat. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Nick repeated between his shots of cum. Gerald was taken by surprise at first by Nick's premature ejaculations, but, as the pro he was, he didn't loose a drop of Nick's delicious nectar.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Nick continued to say even after he stopped cumming. Gerald stood up and licked his lips to make sure he didn't waste any of Nick's tasty cum. He took Nick into his arms, grabbed his ass with both hands, and pulled him into him.
"Hey, don't worry about it. It happens to all of us." Gerald began to kiss Nick which made him relax a bit, "besides, us young guys can get it back up in a couple minutes," Gerald laughed causing Nick to smile and he kissed Gerald back.
"Now its your turn," Gerald said touching Nick's lips, "I want that cute mouth of yours around my cock." Nick slowly got on his knees; his wide-eyed gaze was firmly planted on Gerald's very hard cock with the Prince Albert ring at the tip.
"What do I do," Nick said, not knowing how to suck a dick, let alone one with a PA.
"Just put it in your mouth and suck away, but watch your teeth," Gerald said with a smile on his face.
Nick opened his mouth and wrapped his lips around Gerald's sensitive cockhead. Gerald jumped when he felt Nick's warm mouth take in the head. He felt Nick's tongue play with the ring of his Prince Albert.
"Fuck, Nick," Gerald whispered, "now take as much as you can in your mouth, but don't gag, just go slow. You got me really hot right now, you cute bastard." Nick slowly slid his eager mouth over Gerald's rigid cock until he felt it touch the back of his throat and he began to choke.
"Easy there, Nick. Just take what you can handle."
Nick got to a point where he figured that was all he could take in his mouth, then looked up at Gerald with a look that said, "What do I do now?" The look didn't get past Gerald.
"Now just move your head in and out on my cock," Gerald instructed. Nick began moving slowing in and out on Gerald dick, clamping his lips tightly around the shaft as he did.
"Damn, you are a quick learner," Gerald said as he began to move his hips in and out of Nick's virgin mouth. Nick couldn't get over how turned on he was by having Gerald's hard dick in his mouth. He found his own dick to be stiff again just as Gerald predicted. He began to beat himself while he sucked cock for the first time. The taste of Gerald's precum was like nothing he ever tasted before.
Gerald became wild with lust and ran his hands through Nick's thick black hair as his pumped his dick in his mouth. He felt himself getting close to exploding, but his passion was still running wild. He pulled his dick out of an astonished Nick's mouth. Nick thought he did something wrong. Gerald grabbed Nick by the shoulders, pulled him up, and kissed his lips wet with the precum from his own cock.
"Fuck me, Nick, god I have to have that dick up my ass, fuck me, please," Gerald's hunger was nearly out of control.
"But...But, I don't know how," came Nick's panicky reply.
"Just spit on your dick and stick it in my ass, it will open for you. Nick, please I got to have it now."
Nick's dick was harder than he ever felt it before, fueled in part by Gerald's runaway desire to be fucked. Nick nervously spit a long stream onto his hand and spread it around his dick that was leaking a steady stream of precum. Nick had never seen precum from his dick before, but then he had never been this turned on either.
"Put it in Nick," Gerald pleaded as he turned around and bent over slightly, leaning against the wall, to make it easier for Nick to line up his cock with his rosebud. Nick put his dick in the crack of Gerald's smooth, firm, round ass and moved it around until he found his hole.
"Push now, Nick," Gerald pleaded again. Nick's precum lubricated Gerald's ass as he thrust his dick in hard and way too fast, and it slid all the way into Gerald's ass, causing Gerald severe pain. Gerald cringed and clinched his fist on the wall, but didn't cry out. He was used to this type of pain from Andreas, but this was Nick's first time and he didn't know better.
"Wait," Gerald whispered as he got himself under control, "too fast, Nick, let me get used to that dick of yours."
"Sorry, Gerald, I don't know what I am doing," Nick said.
"Don't worry, you are doing great."
Gerald took a couple deep breaths until he got over the pain of Nick invading his ass so hard.
"Ok now, pull out a bit and start fucking me ass, go slow then pick up speed," Gerald instructed.
Nick pulled his dick out about half way then pushed in slowly like he was told. He did it several more times and already felt his orgasm creep up on him. This was a sensation he never felt before, his dick inside the warm smooth channel of another man's ass. Gerald was close to dropping his load, because Nick's big dick was rubbing his prostate just enough to send him into a tailspin.
"Fuck, Nick, you feel good, damn, I'm close to shooting."
"Me too," Nick replied as he pumped Gerald faster and fast until he couldn't hold back anymore.
"Fuck, oh god, Gerald, god!!" he said over and over as his thick white spunk coated the inside of Gerald ass.
"Fuck," Gerald whispered as his cock shot his juices against the wall he was leaning on until he couldn't give up anymore.
Nick held on to Gerald body wrapping his arms around this chest to steady himself as he gave one last push inside his ass. Nick kissed the back of Gerald's neck as they both tried to get their breath back. Nick had filled up Gerald's ass to a point it couldn't hold anymore and dripped cum out his hole and onto the floor.
Nick's dick fell out of Gerald, but he continued to hold onto him tightly running his hands up and down Gerald's chest and stomach and resting his head on Gerald's back.
Gerald stood up straight, turned around, held Nick in his arms, and kissed him lovingly on the lips, "You were fucking great, Nick," he said to his hunky young companion.
"Then I did ok?"
"Hell, you did more than ok. You are a natural top, Nick. Hell, with that body you couldn't be anything but!"
Nick smiled and held Gerald tighter. He felt good that his first sexual experience was so fantastic, thanks to Gerald's guidance, even if it was in a public bathroom.
"We better clean up and get out of here before someone tries to come in," Gerald said.
They took some paper towel and cleaned themselves up, then wiped the floor and the walls where Gerald shot his load, laughing and joking at the mess they made.
They were just about finished dressing when they heard a knock on the door.
"Nick, you in there?"
"Shit," Nick whispered in a panic to Gerald, "that's my brother."
"Answer him. Tell him you will be out in a second."
"Yeah, Donnie, I'll be out in a minute."
"Well hurry up, we need to leave," Donnie said, rather annoyed his brother was holding him up.
"What'll we do?" Nick whispered to Gerald, "if he finds out what I was doing he'll kill me."
"Don't worry, give it a minute or so, then flush the toilet, walk out, and turn out the light. Act like nothing happened and you just took a shit. In a couple minutes I will come out and no one will know squat."
"Ok," Nick said, nervously.
Gerald took him in his arms and kissed him on the lips hard letting his tongue inside.
"I got to go," Nick said, upset that his brother was right on the other side of the door.
"Ok, go," Gerald said, "Wait," he grabbed Nick just as he was going to open the door and kissed him again, "I hope I can see you again."
"Me too," Nick said as he looked Gerald in the eye and smiled, then he leaned into him and kissed him. He turned out the light and left the room.
Gerald took a deep breath and stood in the darkened room for a minute or so.
"Damn, that was hot," he said outloud, "Oh Shit! I didn't get his phone number or anything."
He opened the door, went out, and looked around, but he didn't see Nick anywhere. Nick and Donnie had left the gallery.
"Fuck," Gerald said.
"There you are, where you been?" Charlie said. "I been looking all over hell for you. I thought you skipped out on us."
"No, I'm here," Gerald said, angry at himself for not getting Nick's phone number. He sighed and figured he'd never see him again. "Too bad," he said to himself, "I'd like to see where that woulda gone. Oh, who the fuck am I kidding, I just gotta get outta LA."
Charlie and Gerald went over to Chase's exhibit, where the surf crowd was hanging out. Charlie began talking with his friends. Gerald listened at first but began to join in the conversation. He seemed to blend in very well.
While Charlie was standing around talking with his friends, he noticed something was missing from Chase's exhibit. The picture of him holding his surfboard coming out of the water was gone; the one Michael liked so much. He stopped a passing attendant and asked him, but the attendant didn't know anything about it.
"Damn I wanted that for Michael, "Charlie said to himself, "I'll get Chase to make me another copy."
Charlie looked at his watch; it was after 7 PM. "Where the hell is Michael anyway," he thought, "he should have been here an hour ago."
Just as he was about to take out his cel phone and call, Michael came in the door. Charlie walked over to his lover all smiles and immediately forgot the fact he was so late.
"Sorry Charlie," Michael whispered, "I got hung up at the hospital and was on the phone with them all the way here, so I couldn't even call you. God I want to kiss you right now."
"I could kiss you too, Michael I guess we can't," Charlie said with regret; knowing his surf buddies were right behind him. "The party should start soon then we could sneak out of here and get to my apartment."
"Hmm, I can't wait to hold you in my arms," Michael said.
"We better stop talking like this, I'm getting hard," Charlie laughed. Michael looked at Charlie's crotch and noticed it started to tent. Then he realized his own crotch was having the same problem.
A few feet away from them, Gerald looked over at Charlie and Michael. He didn't know who this hot guy Michael was, but he sure noticed they both had erection. One thing Gerald was good at was being aware of his surroundings and the people in it. He thought Charlie and Michael made a hot couple.
Just then, Chelsea and Henry come out of the office with several bottles of champagne.
"Hey people, its time to party," Chelsea said loudly to everyone's cheers.
The public viewing at the gallery was now over and all you could hear was the popping of the Champagne corks and people yelling cheerfully.
Drinks were being poured for everyone, and that included Gerald. He never tasted champagne before and decided he really like it.
Several people gave a toast to Chase and Daniel as well as the other artists who were severely overlooked because of the publicity given to the two lovers. Chelsea promised to make it up to them.
Charlie and Michael were on their second glass, when Michael took the glass out of Charlie's hand, looked around the room, and pulled Charlie toward the door.
"Come on, let's get out of here. They will never miss us," Michael said. He wanted to hold Charlie in his arms. Charlie didn't need coaxing. He wanted Michael just as much as Michael wanted him.
They looked around and quietly snuck out of the gallery, and got into Michael's car. As Michael started up the engine, Charlie rested his hand on Michael's thigh. Michael then leaned over, took Charlie in his arms, and kissed him passionately.
Unseen by Charlie and Michael, Gerald stood at the door of the gallery and witnessed the prolonged kisses of these two men. Gerald smiled and walked back into the gallery, thinking to himself how cool they looked. He figured he would never find anyone who would love him that much.
"God, I love kissing you, Charlie," Michael said as he let go of his new lover and put the car in gear. Michael rushed as fast as he could to the freeway that lead to Hermosa Beach. Michael reached over, grabbed onto Charlie's erect penis, and rubbed it through his pants, while Charlie did the same to him. By the time they got to Charlie's apartment building, their passion for each other was nearly out of control.
Michael parked the car and they ran up the stairs where Charlie hurriedly unlocked the door. They stumbled inside kissing wildly. Michael was undressing Charlie before they got the door shut behind them.
"Fuck, Michael," Charlie panted as he got out of the rest of his clothes on the way to the bedroom. Michael was half undressed as he lay on the bed on top of Charlie's naked body. Their lips again became one and their tongues resumed their loving battle.
"I love you Michael," Charlie whispered, "I want you to fuck me."
"Oh yeah, you can bet on it, but first I want to taste that cock of yours. I have been thinking about that all day. It's very distracting when you are trying to treat a patient," Michael smiled, kissed Charlie again. and stood up to finish undressing. They both stared at each other's bodies, which ignited their passion more than ever. He spread Charlie's legs apart and devoured his very rigid cock.
"Hmmmmm," Charlie moaned as Michael, ran his lips over Charlie's deeply veined manhood, all the while running his hands over Charlie smooth body, tweaking his nipples every so often.
"Oh Fuck, Michael, you better stop or I am going to cum," Charlie gasped.
Michael released Charlie's dick from his lips, and moved up to Charlie's mouth and kissed him.
"We don't want that just now, my love. I want to fuck that hot ass of yours, but first I want you to get me nice and hard. Suck me now Charlie," Michael's dick was already really hard but he wanted to feel Charlie's lips around it. Charlie got on top of Michael and licked his way down to Michael's big dick and swallowed as much as he could.
Charlie could feel Michael's hardness in his mouth. He loved that feeling and moved up and down as slowly as he could. But Michael was too hard and too close to an orgasm and had to end Charlie's feast.
"Time for me to fuck you, Charlie," Michael said with a smile on his lips and lust in his eyes. Charlie smiled back; he liked it when Michael had that look, it meant he was going to be fucked long and hard, the way he loved it. They changed positions again and Charlie reached on the night table for the lube and handed it to Michael who was now keeling in between his legs.
"Ok, sexy, let's see how hard you can fuck my ass," Charlie said with a broad smile while lifting his legs high in the air.
Michael slicked his hard cock with the lube, snapped the top back on and set it on the bed. He spread Charlie's nimble legs wide apart and leaned into him and kissed his lips. Michael licked Charlie's tongue and gently bit his lower lip, letting it snap back. He licked his way down Charlie's body while still holding his legs apart. He stopped at his dick, swallowed it and began to suck it, causing Charlie to moan loudly.
"Oh fuck, ohhh, god," Charlie whimpered. Michael pulled up from Charlie's cock then ran his tongue down the shaft and around his balls taking one nut in his mouth and pulling on it with his lips.
"Oh Fuck!" Charlie yelled with desire.
Michael then released his ball, ran his tongue down Charlie crack right to his rosebud, and plunged his tongue into Charlie pucker.
"Oh, Oh, Oh," Charlie whaled, "fuck...that tongue... oh god your killing me Michael...Oh god I love you!"
Charlie kept gasping the deeper Michael's tongue bored into his anus. Michael abruptly stopped and knelt back up. He then pushed Charlie's legs further up over his head, lined up his throbbing cock that dripped precum, pushed it at his rosebud until it popped inside his young lover's hole. Slowly he slid his big dick inside the young man he fell in love with so quickly.
"Fuck," Michael gasped as Charlie's sphincter muscle clamped down around his engorged member. He wanted to give Michael, this man, this doctor, his lover, as much pleasure as he could possibly give him.
"Oh shit, Charlie, what are you doing?" Michael said as Charlie maneuvered his anus muscle around his cock, "Whatever it is please don't stop!"
Charlie smiled knowing he was driving Michael crazy with passion. Michael pulled his dick out of Charlie's ass then thrust it back inside causing Charlie to relax his anus and yell out, "Oh fuck me, Michael. Oh Yeah."
Michael repeated his sexual pounding of Charlie's ass as Charlie moaned louder and louder with delight. Each time Michael rammed inside Charlie, he stimulated his prostate and Charlie was being driven to the brink.
"Oh Michael, I'm going to cum," Charlie whined as he felt his cock ready to explode.
"OH, God, I'm cumming, too, Charlie," Michael cried out as his first blast of cum propelled its way inside Charlie ass. Over and over Michael came inside his young lover and all the while Charlie tried desperately to hold back his own load but it was no use. He shot his wad in between their bodies several times, hitting him from his chin down to his pubic hairs.
Michael kept pumping inside Charlie until he was sure he couldn't give up any more of his cum, grunting each time his hips rammed his partner's ass. He then lay on top of Charlie and kissed him, then rested his full weight on him from exhaustion. Charlie put his arms around Michael as his dick dropped from his ass. He ran his fingers up and down the center of Michael's smooth back, loving how it felt.
They lay that way for several minutes without saying anything.
"I never loved anyone before like I love you Michael," Charlie said finally breaking the silence. "I really do love you." He kissed the top of Michael's head as it rested on his chest.
"I know Charlie and I love you, too"
Michael rolled off Charlie and snuggled closer to him. They fell asleep in each other's arms; secure in the feeling they both were loved.
Later that evening, at the gallery, things were winding down. Everyone was feeling no pain from the overflow of champagne.
Daniel and Chase only had a couple drinks. They decided to keep their heads on straight and not drink too much. They had their own little celebration planned for later in the evening when they were alone and didn't want to do anything to spoil their fun.
However, Devin, Lucas, and the rest of their friends, including Gerald, took advantage of the free liquor and were sufficiently sloshed. Gerald seemed to be having a great time with the surf crowd and they seemed to like him too.
Everyone slowly began to leave the gallery. Devin and Shelby went up to Daniel and Chase to thank them for the great time.
"You guys sure know how to put on parties," Devin slurred, "don't they Shelby?" Devin was definitely past his limit again.
"Ok, Devin time to go home. Say goodbye to Daniel and Chase," Shelby said. Shelby did not have anything to drink.
"You going to be ok with him?" Chase asked Shelby
"Oh yeah, we'll be fine. Oh by the way, we'd like you and Daniel over for dinner on Wednesday Ok? I am going to ask Charlie and his friend Michael, too." Shelby gave Chase a knowing smile. He thought she and Devin must have figured out that Charlie and Michael were a couple.
Daniel looked at Chase and nodded, "Yeah we'd love to come."
Devin put his arms around Daniel and Chase, drew them closer to him, and whispered, "I have a secret to tell you both, later, Shhhhh, don't let Shelby know I said that." His whispering was loud enough for everyone around to hear including Shelby.
"Let's go," Shelby said shaking her head with a big grin, "we need to get you home. See you guys on Wednesday." With that they walked out of the gallery and to their car.
Nearly everyone now was gone. Daniel and Chase looked around for Gerald and found him sitting in a corner just staring off into nothing.
"Hey, Gerald, you ok there?" Chase asked. Gerald looked up at him and smiled, his eyes were glassy and he could barely keep them open.
"Fuck, yeah, I feel great. I never drank champagne before. I think I like it," Gerald replied, then tried to stand up. Daniel caught him as he nearly fell over.
"Woe, the room is spinning," Gerald said, his words were running together. He definitely had way too much of the bubbly.
"Where are you staying Gerald?" Daniel said with concern.
"Oh, just point me toward West Hollywood, I have a nice bench in the park on Crescent Heights."
"We can't just set him out on the street, Daniel," Chase said softly.
"We better take him home with us and put him up in the spare room," Daniel agreed.
"Gerald, we're not going to let you sleep in the street, you're coming home with us. We have a nice comfortable bed in the spare room," Daniel said.
"You don't have to do that," Gerald said. He was definitely feeling his liquor. "You guys would do that for me?"
"Sure, Gerald, you need a place to crash, besides you came all the way here to talk with us about something, remember?" Chase said smiling at him.
"Oh yeah, that fucker, Andreas," Gerald said, his eyes glazed over, "I hate him."
"You're not alone there, Gerald. We'll talk about it tomorrow over breakfast," Daniel said, "Come on, let's find Chelsea, she has to take us home."
They found Chelsea in her office with Henry. They seemed to be very pleased with themselves.
"Hi, boys," Chelsea said, "you about ready to head on home?"
"Yep, were taking Gerald home with us. He needs a place to crash," Chase said.
"Ok, let's go," she said. She looked over at Henry, "Want to come for a drive?"
"Thought you'd never ask," Henry said with a smile.
"This was a very successful show guys, thanks to your talents," Chelsea said.
"So you boys will be opening your own studios soon, that must be exciting for you," Henry said with his perfect British accent.
"Yeah, but we are nervous about that, too," Daniel said as they headed out to Chelsea's van.
"Don't be, you boys are going to be very popular and quite wealthy I may add," Henry said rather casually, "You two made a bundle this week."
Daniel and Chase looked at each other with raised eyebrows, but didn't say anything.
Henry and Chelsea walked behind the three boys on the way to Chelsea's van. Henry was talking with Chelsea, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Chase's rear end.
They all got into the van and drove off to Hermosa Beach.
When they pulled up in front of Daniel and Chase's house, they said their goodbyes to Chelsea, gave her a kiss, and shook Henry's hand. Henry held onto Chase's hand longer than Daniel's and winked at him. They got out of the van and went toward the house.
"Did you see that?" Chase asked.
"Yep, I'm going to scratch his eyes out," Daniel said, hissing like a cat. They looked at each other and started to laugh. Chase put his arm around Daniel's waist, Daniel put one arm around Chase's shoulder, and his other arm around Gerald's shoulder. Then all three walked into the house.
Daniel and Chase were glad to be home and plopped themselves on the couch in the living room. Chase, lay down and rested his head in Daniel's lap. Then they noticed Gerald was still standing just inside the door and he was swaying a bit.
"Come on in, Gerald and make yourself at home before you fall over," Daniel said cordially while running his fingers through Chase's blonde hair.
"I shouldn't be here," Gerald slurred, looking at the two lovers, "you two want to be alone."
"Don't worry about it, Gerald, sit down, and let's talk a bit."
"No, I should go," he said and turned toward the door, but Chase and Daniel got up and grabbed him and brought him into the living room and sat him down in Daniel's favorite chair.
"You're not going anywhere. For one thing, in your condition the cops would probably pick you up." That got Gerald's attention.
"No cops," Gerald said, firmly.
Well, we have a nice warm bed in the spare room. That's much better than sleeping out on some hard bench somewhere," Daniel said.
"Or a cold slab in some police station," Chase added because he noticed Gerald's reaction to the police comment.
Gerald felt grateful for the way Daniel and Chase were treating him.
"You guys are being too nice," Gerald said, "you hardly know me."
"Well, what we do know about you, we like," Chase said.
"Look, I could give you guys a blow job, for letting me stay here, ok?" Gerald asked to a stunned Chase and Daniel.
"Gerald," Daniel said, "we asked you to stay here because we like you and are concerned about you, not because we want something from you. A blow job is not necessary my friend," Daniel smiled and Gerald looked embarrassed.
"I'm sorry," Gerald said slowly while his head swayed back and forth, "being on the streets has really fucked up my head. Andreas didn't help that either."
"Hey, Gerald, I think you had better go lay down, before you pass out," Chase said.
"Huh?" Gerald said as he slumped backwards into the chair with his eyes closed, sound asleep.
"Oh geeze," Daniel said looking at Gerald. "Chase, get the bed ready I will bring him in."
They got up from the couch; Chase went to the spare bedroom and Daniel went over to Gerald, picked him up in his arms like a baby, and brought him to the bed as Chase threw back the bedspread. Daniel gently laid him down.
Chase took off Gerald's shoes and socks. Daniel began to remove his shirt. "Damn these clothes are filthy and so is he. I will take his clothes and put them in the washing machine. He could shower in the morning." Chase agreed with him as he removed his jeans and handed them to Daniel.
To get ready for the laundry, Daniel took out the things in Gerald's jeans pockets and put them on the dresser. When he got to his wallet, Daniel noticed it was stuffed with cash.
"Hmm, look at this," Daniel said to Chase.
"Damn," was Chase's reaction as he looked at the large amount of money carelessly stuffed into Gerald's wallet.
"What have you been up to?" Chase said to a sleeping Gerald as he and Chase stood there and looked at his naked body.
"Wow, he has a PA like Marty," Chase said as they both stared at Gerald's soft dick with the ring going through the head, "He's kinda cute, isn't he."
"Yeah, very, and we shouldn't be starring at him like this. He's just a kid," Daniel said not able to take his eyes off their houseguest. He then tucked Gerald in by covering him with the warm comforter.
"Night Gerald," Daniel said as they walked out of the spare room.
"Let's call it a night," Chase said as he stretched. "Besides, I promised to suck your dick, swallow your cum, then fuck your brains out tonight," Chase laughed.
"Hmmm, hope you're still up for that," Daniel replied.
"I'm always up for you babe," Chase said as he grabbed Daniel's hand and brought it to his hard-on. Daniel smiled as his dick got hard at the touch of his lover's erection.
They looked at each other and kissed then turned out the lights in the house and walked up to their bedroom.
They got to the top of the stairs then stopped and held each other in their arms and kissed softly.
"What a remarkable week. I can't believe all that has happened," Daniel said.
"Yeah, can't believe how much energy it took out of me, either," Chase replied.
"Well, hope not too much energy," Daniel said with a sheepish smile.
"Don't worry about that, babe, I won't let you down," Chase said as he lead Daniel to the edge of the bed.
Daniel started to take his clothes off, but Chase stopped him.
"No, let me do that for you tonight Daniel," Chase said as he gently pushed Daniel's hand from his shirt and started to unbutton it for him. "Tonight I want to do all the work, you just relax and enjoy."
Chase removed Daniel's shirt and let it fall to the floor. He took a deep breath as if he was breathing in Daniel's essence and ran his hands over his lover's chest and abs. He pulled Daniel close to him and they kissed, letting their tongues do the dance of love. With his lips firmly in place around Daniel's tongue, Chase unbuckled Daniel's pants and let them fall to the floor. He released Daniel's tongue with a audible pop, then as he bent down to get on his knees, he pulled down Daniel's jockey briefs and Daniel's dick sprang from its confines just inches from his mouth.
Chase didn't hesitate; he began to work on his lover's cock starting at the base and working his way up to the tip, licking the precum on the way. He then swallowed the rigid member right down to the base, inhaled the scent of his lover's pubic hairs, and reveled in the musk of the days labor. Daniel moaned with pleasure.
"Oh fuck, babe, you make me feel so good."
Chase just grunted and started his in and out motion on his lover's very hard dick.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck," Daniel said over and over. Chase sensing his lover might be close to cumming dropped his cock form his mouth, stood up and kissed Daniel, guiding him to lie down on the bed. Chase removed his clothes and his dick stood out in front of him. He then knelt between Daniel's legs, looked at his lover's muscular body, and thought to himself "And he's all mine. How the hell did I luck out?"
Chase lay down and devoured Daniel's cock causing him to once again let out a loud groan.
"OHHHHH, god, Chase, that feels so good," Daniel said trying desperately to control his orgasm but Chase wanted his lover's spunk down his throat, he needed to taste his sweet jucies. Chase ran his hands over Daniel's hard chest and abs.
"Oh fuck, Chase, I am going to cum," Daniel announced. Chase increased the speed of his head bobbing until he began to taste his lover's jism.
"Ahhhhhhh," Daniel yelled as his cum shot down his lover's throat. Chase swallowed wave after wave of warm, salty sweet cum that jetted from his lover's cock head. Daniel pumped his hips into his lover mouth until his cum stopped flowing.
Chase swallowed the last drop of Daniel's spunk and knelt back up, wiped any cum residue from his mouth with his tongue, then kissed his lover.
"Ok babe, now I am going to fuck you," Chase said smiling, still trying to catch his breath.
Daniel rolled his eyes, but started to laugh and eagerly spread his legs open for Chase.
Chase dove on top of his partner, making sure he landed just right so not to hurt the man he loved. They laughed uncontrollably until their side ached, then they abruptly stopped and stared into each other's eyes. Their warm breath flowed over their faces as their lips got closer and closer until they touched ever so softly. Then their tongues darted inside their mouths and the floodgates opened to their passion and lust. Their kisses became wild, their hands roamed over their bodies not knowing where to stop, just circling every spot, every inch of their torsos, buttocks, and groins.
"Fuck me, Chase. God I want you to fuck me," Daniel pleaded, "fuck me like we're two spoons."
"Anything for my baby," Chase said as they got themselves into one of their favorite positions for sex.
Chase moved in closer to Daniel, his hard cock pressed into the crack of his lover's ass. He rubbed his hand over Daniel's muscled chest and stomach then ran it down to his hard cock that was leaking precum onto the bed sheets.
"Damn babe, you are hard again. Think you got another load in there," Chase panted.
"Stick that dick of yours inside me and let's see," Daniel said. His passion to be fucked was overflowing like the precum leaking from his dick.
"Hmm ok babe, god I love that ass of yours. You have the sexiest butt of anyone I have ever known."
Chase reached over to the nightstand, took out the lube, and made sure his cock was nice and greasy so he would just slide into his lover's hole with no trouble.
He lined his rock hard dick to Daniel's rosebud, "Ready babe?"
"Oh yeah, fuck me."
Chase's dick put pressure on his lover's hole and the sphincter muscle opened up willing and lovingly and Chase pushed slowly into Daniel's love canal.
Daniel rolled his eyes back into his head, "Oh fuck babe, god I love it when you are inside me."
"Oh Daniel, I love you so much babe. I'm going to fuck you hard now cause I can feel myself ready to cum real soon. Oh damn I love how this feels," Chase ran his hand over Daniel's chest again and pinched his nipples, first the right one then the left one.
"God, do it harder," Daniel said and Chase obliged by twisting one of the hard nubs.
"Oh fuck, Chase," Daniel gasped.
Chase moved his hand down to Daniel hard-on and began to stroke his lover's dick.
"You going to cum for me again babe?" Chase asked as he began to pump Daniel harder and harder, faster and faster.
"Oh yeah, I am going to cum again just for you."
Chase kept in cadence with his thrusts inside Daniel's ass with the beating of Daniel's cock.
"Oh fuck Daniel, I'm going to cum baby, oh god yeah," Chase yelled as his spunk shot into Daniel's ass like a rocket. At the same time Daniel let loose his jizz all over the bed sheets.
"Oh god, oh god," Chase repeated over and over until his thrusts slowed down and his spunk subsided inside Daniel's buttock.
Chase released his grip on Daniel's softening dick. His hand was coated with Daniel's cum, so Chase put it up to Daniel's mouth and he began to lick it off. Chase then brought it to his own mouth and finished cleaning it with his tongue.
He then pulled Daniel closer to him. He dick was still inside Daniel and neither one wanted to give it up.
They lay that way for a long while, until Chase's dick naturally feel out of Daniel's ass; they stayed in the spoon position for the rest of the night.
"Hmm you feel so good babe," Chase said. Daniel grunted and ground his buttock into Chase's crotch.
"Oh, I am going surfing in the morning," Chase said half asleep.
"Hmmm Ok good. Don't wake me," Daniel said as he nodded off to sleep.
In another part of town, on a rooftop high above West Los Angeles, Andreas Muller sat shirtless and shoeless on the ledge of his luxury apartment building looking down at the street below.
Andreas was no longer the man he was just a few short weeks ago. Something had snapped inside him and got worse when Gerald walked out.
He stared down in the darkness at the cars below as their headlights eerily drove through the dimly lit streets. His breathing was quick and erratic, and his body swayed back and forth.
"I will get even with them all," he muttered, as if someone was sitting next to him. Revenge was all Andreas could think of; revenge for what? Only his convoluted mind knew. Andreas was on the verge of complete madness.
"I get what I want and if not I just take it. Remember that Daniel Casadini," Andreas said as he swayed back and forth. "I will take Chase Bell from you, dead or alive. I will fuck him in front of your eyes then I will blow his brains out as you watch. And you Gerald, my unfaithful slave, you deserted me, too. I have something very special waiting for you when I find you and I will find you. I am still your Master and you are still my Slave."
Andreas stood up on the ledge with his head back and his arms stretched out to his sides; the toes oh his bare feet hung over the edge, fearless of the hard concrete sidewalk some 20 stories below, "You are out there somewhere, all of you, and I will find you," he said calmly, but rage was in his heart.
He turned around, jumped off the ledge onto the roof, and walked down to his apartment. He went to his safe in his bedroom and took out a black leather bag. He opened it to make sure what he wanted was still in there. He did this several times each day like a man obsessed.
One by one he took out the contents of the bag that included several illicit drugs, everything from Ecstasy to Rohypnol or Roofies, as they are known on the streets...the Date Rape Drug. Next to the drugs was an 11-inch Italian Stiletto knife with a white pearl handle. He took it out, pushed the hair trigger button, and listened to the snap of the blade, as it swung open. The mirror like finish of the double edge blade flashed from the lights in the room. He closed the steel knife then pushed the button again, smiling at the sound. He then put it down next to the drugs.
The next two items he took out were a box of bullets and a double action revolver, loaded and ready to fire. Andreas slowly spun the cylinder to make sure that each chamber had a bullet. He put the gun up to his mouth and licked the barrel from one end to the other, then put it in his mouth and moved it in and out like he was sucking a dick. He got an immediate erection. The gun was the ultimate phallic symbol to him. He considered pulling the trigger, but Andreas had a mission to accomplish first, so he put the gun down next to the other items of annihilation. He counted them again, then put them all back in the black leather bag, put the bag back into the safe, and locked it.
Andreas took off the rest of his clothes, walked naked into the living room of his huge apartment, and sat down on the big sofa. He grabbed a newspaper and began to read. His facial expression had relaxed. All the symptoms of his madness had disappeared. For now, he had control over them. He was content and smiled as he read the news of the day. He knew what had to be done.
TO BE CONTINUED