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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.
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The Naked Surfer
Chapter 20
By John Josept
Chase stood at the kitchen stove with nothing on but an apron as he cooked one of his famous one-pot meals for dinner. Daniel sat at the kitchen table and admired his lover's perfectly round, perfectly smooth ass, the ass he just invaded a couple hours earlier for the first time since they met. A smile covered Daniel's face.
Chase turned his head around and caught Daniel as he looked at him.
"Are you going to just stare as my ass or are you going to help here," Chase chided.
"Well, since I have a choice, I will just sit here and stare at your ass," Daniel joked. Chase shook his head and felt his groin push at his apron. He and Daniel switched rolls during anal sex for the first time and he had more of a pleasurable experience as a bottom than he imagined, that is, after he relaxed enough to let the pain ease up.
Daniel stood up and his erection pointed straight out. He went up behind Chase at the stove, put his muscular arms around him, and pressed his naked body against his partners. His manhood jabbed at Chase's butt.
"What ya cooking, babe," Daniel said as he ran his hands under Chase's apron, rubbed his stomach, kissed his neck, then latched onto his hard dick.
"Well, just something I'm throwing together with some stuff we had in the fridge, and if you're thinking of fucking me again with that weapon that's poking me in my ass, I think we better wait a while. My butt is still sore," Chase laughed. Daniel kept a grip on Chase's dick.
"Well, the thought had run through my mind, but if its hurting, I could wait," Daniel said then kissed his lover's neck and let go of him.
"Hmm, maybe after dinner we could try again," Chase said. He immediately felt sorry he had to deny Daniel a second try, but his butt did feel very tender.
Daniel went back and sat down on the kitchen chair. He knew Chase had a difficult time with his first attempt at anal intercourse. When they took their shower earlier, he noticed Chase's red raw rosebud.
"I guess I will just consol myself by watching your bubble butt for a while," he said with a big grin. He leaned back in his chair, put his hands behind his head, and stretched out his legs and crossed them at his feet. His hard dick pointed to the ceiling. He smiled as he relaxed and watched his lover.
Chase turned around and was about to ask for help again, when he saw Daniel as he sat in the chair as sexy as ever.
"Fuck, Daniel, you are the hottest guy on this planet," Chase said then took off his apron, turned off the burners on the stove, and went over to his lover. He leaned down and pressed his lips against Daniel's while at the same time he grabbed Daniel's stiff dick and held it in his hand. Chase buried his tongue deep in Daniel's mouth, then licked, and twirled it around inside.
"Fuck babe, you're good at this kissing thing," Daniel said with a smile, when they came up for air.
"I'll show you something else I'm good at," Chase said as he spread Daniel's legs and knelt down in between them. He took Daniel's dick in his hand, swallowed the tip, and ran his tongue around the edge and licked the precum that oozed from his pee slit. He let go and licked his lips.
"Yeah, you are pretty good at that, too," Daniel said with a big grin on his face. Chase laughed then completely devoured Daniel erection in one gulp. He moved his head up and down lubricating it with his salvia.
Daniel put his hand on the back of Chase's head and began to help him pump. Chase looked up at Daniel with his dick still in his mouth.
"Fuck babe, you look so damn hot with my dick in your mouth. I could watch you all day," Daniel said breathlessly while he stared into his lover's blue eyes.
Chase just grunted with his mouth full of Daniel's prick. He pulled out then licked Daniel's shaft, then swallowed the whole thing again.
Daniel started to breath heavier as his climax approached. Chase grabbed Daniel's balls and pulled down on them. He knew Daniel loved how that felt and would cause him to have a stronger orgasm.
"Oh goddamn, Chase," Daniel said as he felt his scrotum being stretched. "Oh baby ... here it comes, oh fuck!" Daniel gasped as his load shot down Chase's throat. Chase's mouth was filled with Daniel's cum and he swallowed every drop. He held his cock between his lips until he knew his lover was satisfied.
"Fuck, babe, you do know how to suck a cock that's for sure," Daniel said as he tried to catch his breath.
Chase released Daniel's softening dick from his mouth and smiled at his lover.
"Do you think you could do better?" Chase challenged as he stood up with his hands on his hips and his legs spread out. Daniel's cock in his mouth made Chase's dick as rigid as a steel rod; a steel rod that leaked precum onto the floor.
From his sitting position, Daniel grabbed Chase's boner, knelt down in front of him, and consumed his lover's stiff member. He began to pump in and out letting his saliva coat Chase's shaft. He pumped and pumped and some of the saliva and precum oozed out of Daniel's mouth and dripped down his chin.
Chase breathed hard as he looked down at his hunky lover. Daniel let go of Chase's dick but grabbed it in his hand and began to jack it, while his tongue did tricks on the tip of Chase's dick.
"Fuck, Daniel," Chase was beyond words at this point. Daniel used his hand and his mouth to completely engulf Chase's member. His other hand fondled his balls. Daniel let go of Chase's dick but kept his mouth on it, then swallowed it until his nose was buried in Chase's bush. Daniel held it their until he was about to gag and eased up on it. More saliva and precum dripped down his chin as he continued to pump on Chase's rigid cock.
"I'm getting close, babe," Chase huffed.
Daniel pulled his mouth off his lover pecker and began to jack it. He opened his mouth wide, stuck his tongue under the tip of Chase's leaking pole, and began to beat faster and faster.
"Shit, Daniel, here it comes," Chase cried out as his first blast made its mark and shot a huge glob of cum on Daniel's tongue. His second blast missed and shot his spunk on Daniel's forehead and nose. His third blast partially made it in his mouth, but most hit Daniel on the cheek. He decided to gulp down Chase's cum emitting cock and took it in all the way down to its base.
Chase's body quaked as he continued to paint the inside of Daniel's mouth with his sperm. Daniel pumped with some of Chase's spunk dripping from his mouth and down his chin, where it ultimately landed on the floor.
Daniel opened his mouth as Chase continued his orgasm and more cum shot on his tongue. Daniel closed his mouth again and began to move in and out on Chase's manhood. This time he let some of the spunk ooze out all around his lips and lubed Chase's cock with his spooge, which eventually dripped on his chin again and down to the floor.
"Ahhhh, fuck, babe," Chase said as he looked down at this erotic display and gasped at the sight of Daniel's cum laden face with his lips, that leaked Chase's jizz, encircled around his very rigid cock. He continued to pump his lover's face. He never felt anything like this before.
Chase finally slowed down as his dick gave up all its sperm it was going to give. Daniel swallowed the last of Chase's juice, then reluctantly let go, so he could catch his breath. He grabbed Chase butt cheeks, turned his head and rested it firmly against his softened dick. He moved his head back and forth so he could rub his cheeks and lips on his lover's cock. Daniel's arms wrapped around Chase's legs, until they both breathed normal.
"You win babe," Chase said to his lover, "No one can suck a dick like you. Where the hell did you learn that trick?"
"From the manuals," Daniel said, "Damn that was fucking hot!"
Daniel stood up and kissed Chase. His face had a good amount of cum all over it. Chase licked some of his spunk off Daniel's lips.
"Damn, you're covered in the shit," Chase laughed.
"Yeah, well it your cum dear," Daniel said as he grabbed a towel and wiped the rest of the sperm from his face and some that landed on his chest as well. He stooped down and cleaned the cum and saliva reside from the floor as well.
"Now, what is it you want me to help you with," Daniel said, "and oh, by the way I still plan to fuck that ass of yours again real soon. You ain't getting away with distracting me with a hot blow job."
Chase laughed, "Chop that onion on the counter, wise ass," Chase said still laughing. He grabbed his apron, turned on the burner, and continued with making dinner.
There was silence for a few minutes.
"I love you Daniel," Chase said as his eyes never left the dinner he stirred in the pan.
"I love you too babe," Daniel smiled and continued to chop the onions.
Meanwhile, out on the beach at the shore in the darkness, Gerald stood waist deep in the turbulent water, fully clothed. He wanted to walk out further, but fear wouldn't let him. A wave over took him and knocked him under, nearly doing what he was afraid to do on his own. He struggled to get up, but another wave overtook him and he went under again. After he went under one more time, the waves seemed to let up a bit and he managed to drag himself out to the shore, where he fell on his hands and knees on the sand. He choked and coughed water from his mouth and nose, then began to sob.
"Fuck, I can't even kill myself right!" he screamed. Then he collapsed on his stomach, pounding his fists in the sand. He was alone on the beach, and in his heart he felt more alone than he ever did.
His mind cleared a bit and knew, now more than ever, his only alternative was the streets of West Hollywood. Since killing himself was no longer an option, he would let the street do that for him. Nick knew about the murder and he felt he put him in jeopardy and it would be all his fault if anything happened to him. That was a responsibility Gerald could not handle.
He wanted to leave now, but the cold ocean water drastically lowered his body temperature and he felt weak. He started to shiver in the cool breeze of the night air.
Daniel and Chase's warm home waited for him. At least he knew he could change there and leave in the middle of the night, so no one would see him. He slowly got to his feet. Sand stuck to his face, hands, and leg as well as his wet clothes. His soaking, sandy body shook uncontrollably. It was difficult for him to walk; he felt dizzy and frail and numbingly cold. His failed attempt at suicide was a result of his weakened emotional state, which now affected him physically.
The long walk across the sand to The Strand was difficult and he stumbled and fell several times. The extreme drop in his body temperature continued to affect him. When he finally made it to the pavement, he rested at the wall for a bit to catch his breath, then slowly walked toward Daniel and Chase's house.
"My house," he said in his mind, "at least for the next few hours." He felt comfortable there. If things were different he would stay there as long as Chase and Daniel would have him.
Gerald was way past the point of despair as he stood and stared at the front door. The wind picked up, again, and his drenched clothes caused his weakened body to shake and his teeth to chatter, again.
Inside, Daniel and Chase, still in their usual state of undress, had just sat down to eat their late night dinner. Gerald opened the front door, walked into the room, and shut the door behind him. He stood at the entrance and dripped sand and water on the floor; he was disoriented and was on the verge of collapse as his body continued to shake uncontrollably. He grew pale and his lips began to turn blue.
"Is that you, Gerald? Come in and have something to eat," Chase called to him from the dining room, but he actually did not see his young friend by the door. Gerald couldn't reply. He wasn't sure where he was going, but he dragged himself in the direction of Chase's voice. Slowly, he got near enough to the dining room to be in full view of his friends.
"Oh, my god!" Daniel said when he saw Gerald, and then jumped up, knocked his chair to the floor as he ran to him. Chase jumped up too and nearly tripped over the chair as he too rushed to their friend. Daniel got to Gerald just as his legs gave way and managed to catch him before he hit the floor.
"Gerald!" Daniel yelled in a panic. "God, he's soaking wet and shivering."
"Gerald, what happened, bud," Chase called out.
Gerald opened his eyes. At first he didn't know where he was, but then he recognized his friends.
Daniel had a quick flash back of the day his mother drowned and he was dragged onto the shore by an off duty lifeguard who wrapped his body in warm blankets. His photographic mind recalled what the lifeguard did to him and he knew what he had to do for Gerald.
"I'm sorry," Gerald said and tried to get up, but Daniel scooped up his lightweight body, and brought him to the bathroom and sat him on the closed toilet seat and began to remove his clothes.
"Chase, run warm water in the bathtub, his body temperature has to be way below normal. We have warm him up; I hope its not hypothermia," Daniel said. He knew the temperature of the ocean water was about 60 degrees Fahrenheit or lower this time of year.
Chase did as Daniel asked and the tub began to fill with warm water. He then went to Daniel and helped him with Gerald's soaking wet clothes that clung to his body.
"Is he going to be alright?" Chase asked very concerned about his young friend. He removed Gerald's shoes and tried to warm his cold feet.
"I don't know. We have to warm up his body, fast. If its hypothermia it can be fatal."
Gerald kept saying he was sorry, over and over.
"What happened, Gerald?" Daniel asked softly as he finished removing Gerald's shorts.
"I killed a man, you know," Gerald said, his eyes were glassed over and his body shivered as he swayed back and forth. Daniel looked at Chase.
"Did he say he killed someone?" Chase asked.
"He must be delirious," Daniel reasoned.
He then picked up Gerald and cradled him in his arms again. His naked body felt frigid next to his.
"God, he's like ice," Daniel said as he stepped into the tub. Chase turned off the water.
"Gerald I am going to put you in warm water," Daniel warned.
"Ok," Gerald gasped barely able to talk. His body still shook and his eyes were half shut as he clung on to Daniel like a baby would hold on to its father.
Daniel gently knelt down in the tub and slowly lowered in. He jumped when his cold body hit the warm water. He still shivered as the water surrounded him. Daniel covered Gerald's body with his and wrapped him in his arms. Gerald grabbed Daniel and held him tight.
Gerald was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. All the horror he went through in the past year finally reached his limit and he couldn't handle anymore. It culminated when he told Nick his darkest secret and he knew he would never again see this boy he loved so much.
After a few minutes Daniel looked over at Chase.
"Is he going to be all right, Daniel? I feel so fuckin' helpless."
"Yeah, I think so, he's warming up a bit. He's not shaking as bad and his lips are not blue. I think there's more going on here than him being cold," Daniel said.
Daniel felt Gerald's grip get tighter. Daniel scooped water from the tub and cleaned Gerald's face and hair of the sand. He did it slowly and gently as to not alarm Gerald in any way.
"Gerald, talk to me," Daniel said affectionately, as he ran his hand over his face and short hair.
Gerald still didn't respond; he just lay in the warm water, clutched in his arms.
"I feel safe holding this guy; he treats me like I was his son," Gerald's mind said to himself in his dementia. His thoughts were just of being held, nothing else seemed to matter. He had blocked out all the bad things for a while and began to relax and enjoy the feel of this strong naked body. His erection started to grow and in his weakened state he didn't care.
Daniel felt Gerald's body was warm enough to stand up. Gerald clutched tighter on his muscular body as Daniel got to his feet and let the water drip back into the tub. He felt Gerald's hard-on push at his chest. Daniel looked at the large member and gave a half smile.
"His dick is hard," Daniel said, "Maybe that's one reason he's warming up. Get a blanket, babe, so we can wrap him in it after he's dry. He has to stay warm."
Chase went to the linen closet, got a heavy blanket and some towels as Daniel stepped out of the bathtub and stood Gerald up on his feet. Daniel looked over this cute blond haired kid, with the slender body that was remarkably cut and muscular for such a slight build; he even had a six-pack. His hard dick looked unusually large for someone as short as he.
Gerald started to shake again and Daniel figured if he were aroused he would warm up, so he touched Gerald's hard manhood with his finger and immediately and without so much as a grunt, Gerald let loose his orgasm. He just stared straight ahead and had no idea what he just did.
"What caused that?" Chase said when he saw Gerald's spunk shoot all over Daniel's legs. Gerald just stood there with his now semi-hard dick as it dripped out the last of his sperm.
"I touched his dick thinking that would keep him warm and he just cummed," Daniel said surprised at Gerald's reaction.
"Look at him, he doesn't even know what happened."
They both watched Gerald closely as they began to dry his body. Then out of the blue, Gerald spoke.
"I gotta go." He said slowly. His body swayed when he started to turn to leave.
"You're not going anywhere right now," Chase said as he grabbed Gerald's shoulders and turned him back around. He continued to dry Gerald's rear end, while Daniel dried Gerald's face, chest, and abs. When he got to his dick, Daniel's gentle touch made him get hard, again. Gerald just stared at Daniel. Daniel didn't think Gerald knew what was going on around him.
"I have to go," Gerald slurred as he looked Daniel in the eyes.
"Gerald you are in no condition to go anywhere, bud," Chase said softly as he wrapped the blanket around Gerald's head and body.
"How did you get all wet?" Daniel said as he wiped Gerald's cum from his legs.
"I wanted to die," Gerald said slowly.
Chase and Daniel stared at Gerald who just confessed to them he tried to commit suicide.
"Shit, Gerald, why would you do that? What about Nick?" Chase said.
"Oh, Nicky is great. I love him, but I can never be with him. He hates me now," Gerald said as he contradicted himself. Hestarted to get weak and dizzy again and grabbed onto Daniel who scooped him up in his arms before he fell over.
"Chase, in the medicine cabinet, there are those sleeping pills that Shelby gave you a while back, get one and give it to Gerald. I want him to sleep through the night."
Daniel took Gerald to his room, stood him up, removed the blanket from his body, and laid him on the bed. He still had an erection and Daniel seemed to be fascinated by it and had the urge to touch it again. Chase came in with a glass of water and the sleeping pill and noticed how his partner stared at their young friend.
"Remember, he's only sixteen," Chase said with a smile.
Daniel turned red and covered Gerald with the warm comforter. He noticed his own dick start to rise.
Daniel was about to say something when the doorbell began to ring over and over.
Chase handed Daniel the water and the sleeping pill.
"I'll get it. You don't want to answer the door with a hard-on," Chase laughed.
"Sorry, Chase," Daniel said meekly. He was caught lusting over Gerald's body and he felt guilty.
Chase headed for the door, but remembered he was naked, too, and grabbed his shorts off the sofa and put them on. He took Daniel's shorts, threw them to him, and winked. All the while the doorbell ran in a panic.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," Chase yelled at the door.
"Chase, Chase is Gerald here?" Nick said when the door opened and he pushed his way in. The hunky teen quarterback was out of breath because he ran all the way from his house. "I been trying to call him for a long time but he doesn't answer. I'm really worried about him."
"Calm down, Nick," Chase said. Nick didn't notice Chase only had on those
hip hugging board shorts that he liked to see Chase wear; his only thoughts were of the boy he loved.
"Gerald's here."
Nick started to run toward the bedroom when Chase grabbed his arm.
"Nick wait."
"What, is he ok, oh shit, what happened," Nick sensed something was wrong.
"Nick, Gerald tried to kill himself."
"Oh god, NO!
"He tried to drown himself in the ocean."
"I shouldn't have let him go, he was really upset. Is he in his room?"
Gerald must have heard Nick's voice and he tried to get up.
"No, lay there," Daniel demanded. He still hadn't put on his shorts. He was too wrapped up in Gerald to think about modesty.
"I hear Nicky," Gerald said. His boyfriend's voice was the first coherent thing he said since he came in the door.
Nick ran into the bedroom and sat next to Gerald on the bed, "Ger, are you ok?" Gerald just looked at his boyfriend and smiled.
"I'm ok, now, Nicky, honest... I tried to do something stupid, though."
"Why, Ger, why did you try to kill yourself?"
Gerald pulled Nick down to him and whispered in his ear.
"Because I'm a murderer and I deserve to die and I know you hate me now."
"I don't hate you Ger, I love you, please believe that." Nick kissed Gerald's lips
Gerald started to babble again and found it difficult to stay awake. His body felt weak and he just wanted to sleep. Gerald's eyes grew heavier and heavier. Pretty soon the sleeping pill Daniel gave him would start to kick in and help him sleep.
"I love you Nicky," Gerald said, barely able to be heard.
"What's wrong with him," Nick said in a panic.
"I think he's physically and emotionally drained. I think he's had a breakdown, Nick. I want him to sleep all night, so I gave him a sleeping pill too. He said something about having to leave. I don't want him to roam the streets in this condition. Do you know what this is all about?" Daniel asked.
"Yeah I do," Nick said then turned toward Daniel and for the first time he noticed that Daniel was naked. He stared at his strong body and his big dick. Ordinarily this would have Nick's hormones running wild, but he was too worried about Gerald.
"Come on, let him sleep. I need to ask you a few questions." Daniel became self-conscious about his nakedness and put on his shorts. They all walked out of the bedroom, but Daniel turned back and put on the dim lamp in the corner near the bed. He leaned down and kissed Gerald on the forehead, then headed toward the door and left it ajar. He intended to check on Gerald over and over throughout the night.
"Dinner is cold," Chase said, "let me warm it up. You hungry Nick?"
"Yeah, I haven't eaten in a while."
Chase went to warm up their dinner and Daniel and Nick sat down at the dining room table.
"Nick, Gerald said a few things that has us worried, maybe you could shed some light on it."
"I'll try, what did he say."
"He said he tried to commit suicide because he killed someone."
"Oh, he told you that?"
"Is it true, he killed someone?" Daniel asked.
"I find that hard to believe," Chase added while he warmed up their meal.
"Well, that's what Gerald thinks. At least that's what that asshole Andreas made him think."
"Andreas? What does he have to do with this?"
Nick took a deep breath and decided to tell Gerald's story. He figured since Gerald already told them something about the murder, he could give Daniel and Chase the details.
Chase came to the table with the warmed up food, served it to Daniel and Nick, got some for himself and they ate as they listened to Nick's retelling of how Gerald came to believe he was a murderer.
Charlie, Michael, and Roger, had finished their dessert at the upscale Chez Mélange Restaurant.
Charlie and Roger seemed to get along very well and Charlie didn't feel out of place. He could see where Michael got his charm.
"Charlie," Roger said, "I hope you enjoyed your meal tonight."
"Yeah, sure did, thanks Roger," Charlie said.
"So Charlie, I know you make surfboards but do you manage to surf much?"
"Yeah, dad," Michael said, proudly, "Charlie's one of the best surfers around. Next time you come to the condo, I will show you a picture of Charlie surfing this huge wave in Hawaii."
"Great, I would like to see that," Roger said.
"I love to surf. It's just me, my board and the wave. I go out at least once a day, sometimes two or three times. Usually with my best bud, Chase Bell, you may have heard of him. He's going to be a famous photographer someday."
"Yes, I remember reading about him in the Times. I believe you took your Aunt Jessica to see his pictures at that gallery in Santa Monica. His partner showed there too, Daniel something, right, Michael?"
"Yeah, dad, Daniel Casadini is Aunt Jessica's neighbor; that's when I met Charlie."
"Oh I see," Roger said, as he lifted his glass, "here's to you Michael, and you too Charlie." All three men picked up their glasses and drank.
"Any ambitions other than surfing, Charlie?" Roger asked.
"Hmm, I don't really know right now, to tell you the truth," Charlie replied. He tensed up and expected Roger to give him a lecture on how a young man like him should think of the future.
"Well, no rush, my boy. You're young, there's plenty of time to decide things like that. Have fun while you can," Roger said like he wished he was young and carefree, again. Charlie was surprised at Roger's comment.
"I was thinking about going professional. I did a few competitions here in SoCal and in Hawaii. Did pretty good, too," Charlie said proudly. "In a few weeks they're having a surf competition in Huntington Beach and I'm thinking of doing it, if I can come up with the entry fee."
"You mean, competing in it?" Michael said, "you never told me about that."
"Well, I guess we all have our little secrets." Charlie stared Michael in the eyes. Michael knew Charlie referred to the fact that he had kept the way his ex-lover died a big secret from him.
Michael didn't know how to reply to that, but he seemed to be a bit put out with what Charlie had said in front of his dad.
"Well, on that note," Roger said, "I think its time for us to say goodnight. And Michael, keep in mind, a successful relationship has no secrets. We'll talk later."
Roger paid the bill and they all got up from the table. Michael didn't say anything as they made their way out the door to say their goodbyes.
Charlie took a deep breath and felt his hands start to shake. He knew he had to get back to his place so his drugs could calm him down.
Roger hugged his son and kissed him on the cheek. "I love you, son."
"I love you too, dad."
"Charlie," Roger said as he grabbed him and gave him a big hug, "it's been a pleasure meeting you." He then whispered in Charlie's ear. "Have patience Charlie, he loves you very much. I will talk with him."
"Thanks for everything Roger, I really enjoyed this evening," Charlie said.
Roger went to his car and Michael and Charlie made their way to Michael's. They didn't say anything to each other as they drove away. Charlie was mad and hurt that Michael wouldn't share that one thing with him. In Charlie's mind this was something very important to the point of being obsessed by it.
He then noticed they were not headed in the direction of his apartment or toward Michael's condo. They traveled in the opposite direction, up the hill of the Palos Verdes Peninsula.
"Where we going," Charlie said as he broke the silence with a rather annoyed tone.
"You'll see," Michael said then turned down a dark road that headed high up the hill. They were nearly to the top when Michael pulled over onto the side of the road and stopped the car at an observation area that overlooked the beach cities as well as most of LA. Michael turned off the engine to his car.
"I used to come here on my bike as a kid and just sit and stare, I never could get tired of this view. They call this view The Queen's Necklace. Just wanted to share this with you." Michael rubbed Charlie's thigh.
They got out of the car, walked to the edge of the cliff. Michael grabbed onto Charlie's hand and held it tight. The lights of the city twinkled like the stars in the sky. The lights stopped at the uneven expanse of beach; after that there was nothing but the night blackness of the ocean that stretched out to the horizon and met the sky, where they dissolved into each other.
Michael put his arms round Charlie and Charlie leaned into him. They caressed each other's bodies, then began to kiss.
"I want to make love to you Charlie," Michael said as he took Charlie's hand and led him to the car, but instead of getting into the front, Michael opened the door to the back. Charlie stepped in with Michael right behind him. He shut the door and they held each other in their arms and kissed wildly.
"I love you Charlie," Michael gasped as he ripped at Charlie's belt and pulled down his pants. He scooted down, took Charlie's soft dick between his lips, and felt it grow in his mouth until it was full hard. Michael pumped up and down wildly, but stopped suddenly.
"I want you to fuck me, Charlie," he said with great urgency.
Charlie didn't say anything. He was torn, he wanted to be mad at Michael, but he loved him too much. Besides he was so completely turn on by his lover that nothing, not even drugs, seemed more important than to stick his dick inside Michael's very willing hole.
Michael unbuckled his belt and was out of his pants in a flash. He straddled Charlie then spit in his hand and smeared his saliva on Charlie's very rigid and very large dick.
"Michael, that will hurt you if you stick my dick in your ass without lube," Charlie said with concern.
"I don't give a shit, I want to feel you inside me. Fuck me Charlie," Michael panted then lined up his hole with Charlie's dick and slowly began his descent on Charlie's nine-inch pole.
"I don't want to hurt you, Michael...," Charlie started to protest again, but his dick popped past Michael's sphincter and into his rosebud.
Michael felt his ass burn as he opened up for Charlie. He was in pain but somehow he felt with Charlie inside him, it was worth the agony.
"Oh fuck," Michael said as the pain became increasingly intense, but he continued on until his ass cheeks rested in Charlie's lap.
"Michael, are you ok?"
"Couldn't be better," Michael grimaced. The pain was almost unbearable, but for some reason his dick was hard as a rock.
Michael began to move up and down, slowly at first, but as he got used to the assault, he picked up speed. He felt he had to prove his love to Charlie, because he began to feel Charlie drifted away from him in the last day or so.
Michael wanted to cum on Charlie's chest, so he opened up his shirt, rubbed Charlie's stomach, and tweaked his nipples.
"Fuck me, Charlie," Michael gasped as he moved up and down and jacked his own big dick at the same time. Charlie pushed his hand away, latched on to Michael's manhood, and began to beat him off faster and faster. His other hand slid under Michael's shirt and stroked his strong back.
As Charlie's other hand picked up speed on Michael's dick, Michael picked up his up and down motion on Charlie's hungry cock. Charlie moved his hips up into Michael's ass. They were both very close to a climax.
"I'm going to cum," Michael yelled out, then his spunk shot out onto Charlie's chest. The warmth of Michael's orgasm that splashed on him was all that Charlie needed to take him past the point of no return.
"Oh Michael, I'm cumming," Charlie whispered as he rammed his hips up to his lover's ass and dug his fingers into his back.
"Cum inside me baby ... oh god, fuck, I love you," Michael shouted as the last of his warm cum covered Charlie's chest and then dribbled down his shaft on Charlie's other hand.
Charlie licked Michael's cum from his hand as he shot over and over inside his lover's very hot and very sore ass. The cum seemed to cool down the burning sensation. More cum emptied into Michael hole, until Charlie was drained.
"I love you Michael," Charlie whispered.
Michael began to breathe normal, but the pain appeared again.
"Oh fuck," Michael groaned as he let Charlie's dick fall from his ass.
Michael sat on top of Charlie and rested his head on top of his head. Their dicks continued to drip the remnants of their lovemaking.
Charlie became silent and Michael sensed he had begun to drift away again.
"You ok babe?" Michael asked
"Yeah," Charlie said, but he wasn't ok. This thing about Kevin's death started to dominate his thoughts, again. Charlie, himself, couldn't understand why this was such an issue with him.
He didn't think that maybe it was the drugs he was hooked on that caused things to get so out of control and blown out of proportion. Even if he did, Charlie wouldn't admit it. His drugs were the only things that made sense to him. His addiction had reared it ugly face, once again.
"I think I want to go home, Michael," Charlie said.
"Don't you want to come to my place, tonight?" Michael asked. He wondered what was going through Charlie's head.
"No, not tonight," I just need to get some sleep, I'm tired," Charlie lied. All he wanted was to get high.
Michael climbed off Charlie. He didn't bother to clean himself he just put on his pants. Charlie pulled up his shorts, but left his cum covered chest exposed.
They got out of the back and went into the front seats. Nothing was said all the way back to Charlie's apartment. When they got there, Michael leaned in and kissed Charlie on the lips. Charlie gave a halfhearted response. He wanted to get up to his apartment and snort a couple lines, so he would "feel better" and "think clearer".
"Charlie, are we ok? I mean you and me."
"Yeah, we're ok," Charlie said rather unconvincingly.
"I love you babe."
"I love you too."
"I'll be over about 6 tomorrow for dinner with Devin and Shelby," Michael said.
"Sure," Charlie whispered then got out of the car and walked up the stairs. Michael watched Charlie until he walked into his apartment. He knew this thing about Kevin's death bothered him, but he didn't realize that this was the excuse Charlie had for his strange behavior and mood swings. Michael still didn't want to talk with him, or anyone else for that matter, about it. Michael put the car in gear and drove off.
Charlie went into the bathroom and got a towel to wipe off Michael's cum from his chest and stomach. He looked at himself in the mirror and at the sperm on his body. "That's Michael's cum," he said to himself, then took his fingers, began to run it through the spunk, and licked his fingers clean, then licked his lips. He took the towel and wiped the rest off. He went into the living room and sat down on the couch. He began to feel bad by the way he treated Michael. He loved Michael, but right now all he wanted to do was get stoned. His hands shook as he opened the drawer in the coffee table to get out his dope. Then there was a knock on the door.
Charlie smiled and pushed the drawer closed; he thought it was Michael who had come back. Charlie wanted to tell him he was sorry and that he loved him. He got up from the couch, ran to the door, and swung it open. The smile quickly vanished from his face.
"Well, you take one look at me and that cute smile of yours disappears? You are determined to give me a complex, Charlie. My, don't you look sexy with your shirt open like that. Aren't you going to invite me in? I have some good drugs." He held up a small baggie of crack cocaine. Charlie's eyes opened wide.
"Come on in, Steven."
"That doesn't make sense," Daniel said after a long pause when Nick finished Gerald's account of the so-called murder. He got up and began to clear off the table.
"Yeah, I know. This guy Andreas really has Gerald's head fucked up," Nick said as he helped Daniel.
"Andreas has a way of doing shit like that," Chase said as he put the dishes in the dishwasher. The story Nick told about Gerald just didn't sound right to any of them. They all knew who the real culprit was. All they had to do was convince Gerald.
"Shit," Nick said as he looked at his watch, "I have to get home before Donnie goes nuts wondering where I am. I told him I was going to get something to eat."
"Well, you did eat, so that wasn't too much of stretch," Chase said. "Did you and Gerald tell Donnie about you two?"
"No, not yet and I don't think it would be a good idea right now until we get to the bottom of this killing crap."
"We will help you with that, Nick," Daniel said, "come by tomorrow morning and we will all talk with Gerald."
"Thanks guys," he said as he headed toward the door.
"Hey, could I look in at Gerald? I know he's knocked out, but I want to say goodbye."
"Sure, come on. I want to look in on him too," Daniel said as all three detoured toward Gerald's room.
Daniel opened the door and Gerald was sleeping peacefully.
"He's so damn hot," Nick said as he looked at his boyfriend and bent down and kissed him on the lips and stood back up. Nick started to get aroused just by the little kiss. He stared at Gerald and didn't want to leave him. He wanted to curl up next to him and hold him in his arms and let him know that from now on he would take care of him. The macho teen fought to hold back tears as he watched his boyfriend struggle to sleep.
Daniel saw the emotion in Nick's face and took him in his arms.
"He's going to be ok, Nick," Daniel whispered.
"Yeah, we'll take good care of him," Chase said as he rubbed Nick's back.
"I know," Nick said and wiped his eyes to gain control. "I gotta get out of here."
Daniel led Nick from the bedroom with his arm still around his waist. Chase stood on the other side of him and put his arm around Nick's waist, as well. Nick, in turn, put his arms on Daniel and Chase's shoulders. He felt more relaxed around Daniel and Chase. Even though the touch of their naked shoulders caused his dick to get hard, he smiled.
As they got to the front door, Daniel took Nick in his arms and hugged him. Chase did the same thing and poor Nick's hormones went off the scale, again. He obviously sported a very big erection in his jeans, the outline of which was quite visible. Somehow he didn't care, he was with friends now, gay friends and he didn't have to hide anything.
"Thanks guys for everything," Nick said, "you two are really great, and I like you guys a lot."
"Yeah I can see that," Chase joked as he referred to Nick hard-on. Daniel poked Chase in the ribs, to try to keep him from saying anything further to embarrass Nick.
"Sorry," Nick said with a red face, then opened the door. "See you guys in the morning." Nick had a big smile on his face. He then walked out and shut the door behind him.
"Nick's kinda cute isn't he," Daniel said.
"Sure is," Chase said while he adjusted his own erection in his shorts.
"He has a crush on you, you know."
"Who me?" Chase said with an exaggerated tone. He knew full well by the way Nick looked at him that there was something going on with him.
"Hmm, if he and Gerald break up, maybe I will ask him out," Chase joked.
Daniel just shook his head, smiled, and walked back into the living room, where he sat down on the sofa. Chase sat down next to him then lay down on his back and rested his head in Daniel's lap. He looked up at his handsome lover.
"I am so proud of you, Daniel," Chase said sincerely.
"Oh why, what did I do?"
"When I freaked out about Henry earlier, you were like a rock and helped me get out of my depression. Now with Gerald, you just took over and knew exactly what to do and you did it. God, you're so amazing."
"Something came to me when I was helping Gerald, something that happened the day my mother drowned," Daniel said.
"What was that, babe?" Chase asked. He didn't know if he should ask about such a touchy subject.
"The person who dragged me out of the water was an off duty lifeguard at least I think it was. He must have recognized I was suffering from hypothermia, cause he had a blanket and wrapped me in it, but I was still cold and he got under the blanket and lay on top of me. I got a hard-on and he just said it was ok. I don't remember much after that, but I never did see him again. At least I think that's how it happened. I don't know cause there were other people around as well and I was pretty out of it."
"Wow, that's how you knew what to do with Gerald. But you were so confident. You just did what you had to do. You're still the most amazing person I know.
"Thanks, baby, I guess I have come a long way, but it's you that got me here. I couldn't have done it if you weren't in my life. I love you so much, Chase."
"I love you too babe."
Daniel ran his fingers through Chase's hair but got a far away look in his eyes and a sad expression on his face.
"What's going through that cute head of yours, hon," Chase asked as he looked up at Daniel and then ran his hand over Daniel's face.
"I'm trying to imagine what Gerald went through this past year. It boggles my mind at the cruelty that Andreas put him through."
"Well, he's safe now. We'll take care of him," Chase said then yawned.
"Yeah," Daniel said.
"I'm tired, let's go to bed," Chase said.
"I think I am going to sleep on the couch. I want to look in on Gerald every so often. I don't want him taking off in the middle of the night."
"Ok, I'll curl up with you," Chase said, he knew Daniel was right. Gerald needed to be watched. Chase sat up and kissed his lover.
"There's not much room. Why don't you sleep on the couch and I will sleep on my recliner. I used to do that lots of times."
"First we have to cuddle on the couch," Chase grinned while he moved is eyebrows up and down.
"You horndog," Daniel said. They both got up and went to the linen closet and got pillows and blankets. Daniel threw a pillow and blanket on his recliner and Chase threw a pillow and a blanket on the sofa. Daniel took off his shorts and lay down on the couch. Chase did the same, entwined his naked body with Daniel's, and covered him and Daniel with the blanket. They kissed and just lay there holding each other and felt their erections against their skin. Chase rubbed his hips into his lover and got comfortable.
"I'm going surfing tomorrow," Chase said as he began to get very sleepy.
Daniel didn't say anything. He just lay there with his lover in his arms. Soon Daniel heard the rhythmic breathing of Chase's sleep pattern. He didn't want to get up and go to the recliner. He was too relaxed and happy with his lover in his arms and soon drifted off to sleep himself.
Several hours later in the darkness of the early morning, Chase and Daniel were awaken by Gerald's loud yells.
"No, No, Please, No!" Gerald screamed in his sleep. Chase and Daniel jumped up from the couch and ran to the bedroom. Gerald's arms swung wildly and his legs kicked up in the air. "No, stop, please!" he yelled again.
Daniel grabbed his arms, while Chase held down his legs.
"Gerald, Gerald, you're safe, you're here safe with us. It was only a dream," Daniel said softly as they held on to him tightly.
Gerald opened his eyes and Daniel and Chase released their grip on him. He looked at his two friends then put his arms around Daniel and held on to him. His breathing slowed down to a normal rhythm and his eyes became heavy. Daniel saw this and started to get up so Gerald could lie back down.
"No, don't go," Gerald whisper as his hold onto Daniel became tighter.
Daniel looked at Chase and didn't know what he should do.
"Look, it's nearly 5 AM and I would be getting ready to go surfing soon anyway. Why don't you just stay with him? He needs you, babe," Chase said.
"Are you sure it's ok with you?"
"Yeah, sure. You need your sleep, too," Chase said.
"Yeah, I'm still tired," Daniel yawned as he laid down. Gerald clung on tightly to him.
Chase looked at the two naked bodies on the bed and smiled. Gerald's head rested on Daniel's chest with his arm around him and his leg around Daniel's. Chase took the comforter and covered his lover and his young friend. He leaned down kissed Gerald's head, then kissed his lover's lips and opened up his mouth with his tongue. He let go and stood up and smiled.
"Go back to sleep babe," Chase whispered, "I'm going to shut the door so I won't disturb you when I leave. I love you."
"I love you too, babe, have fun," Daniel whispered as his eyes began to get hearvy.
"You too," Chase said with a grin as he shut the door. Daniel opened his eyes and wondered what Chase meant by that. But Daniel was very tired. It was quite a night, so it wasn't long before he fell into a deep sleep with Gerald still wrapped around his body.
Chase went into the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee. While he waited for it to brew he got his camera, took it to the computer room, and set it up to download the pictures he took of Daniel on the beach. He went back to the kitchen just in time to see the last drop of coffee drip into the pot. He poured himself a cup, poured an unreal amount of sugar in it with some milk and went back to check his download.
"Wow, Fuck," he said as the thumbnails popped up on the monitor, "Damn, I'm good," he said as one thumbnail picture after another of Daniel's naked body appeared on the screen. "Look at that man," he said to himself and looked down at his dick as it started to grow. "You always do that to me baby," he said to the pictures of Daniel. He took a deep breath then filed the pictures in a new folder for him to analyze later.
He got up, went to the bathroom, and got into his wetsuit. His dick was still hard, the outline of which was very noticeable through his tight rubber suit.
He then went to Gerald's room and slowly opened the door not wanting to wake his lover or Gerald. Daniel still lay there sound asleep, almost in the same position Chase left him. His morning erection poked up and tented the comforter. Chase was tempted to grab on to it, but Gerald still clung to Daniel with his head resting on his chest. He went over, kissed Daniel, and slowly began to walk out of the room. A strange feeling came over him. He looked back at Daniel and Gerald.
"Yep, those two are going to get it on," he said to himself, then smiled. "Wish I could stick around to watch that." His dick grew harder than ever as he walked out of the room and shut the door. He left the house, got his surfboard from the shed, and walked down The Strand and tried desperately to adjust his erection in his wetsuit.
When he got to the usual meeting place, only Devin and Lucas were there.
"There's Chase," he heard Lucas tell Devin.
"Hey," Chase said. And his friends greeted him in the same manner.
"Where is everyone?" Chase asked.
"Who the fuck knows," Lucas replied, "they'll show up whenever."
Chase smiled and thought, "Lucas never changes."
No sooner did Lucas say that, though, when the rest of the group showed up with the notable exception of Charlie.
"I don't see Charlie," Chase said.
"Can I talk to you about Charlie?" Devin asked.
"Yeah sure, what's goin on?" Chase said as they walked away from their buds.
"Chase, I think Charlie's on drugs again."
"Huh? I haven't seen Charlie since, well for a while," Chase was going to say he hadn't seem much of Charlie since he started to date Michael, but he didn't want to out him to Devin.
"Well, there's this guy coming over really late at night and sometimes we can hear them. And Charlie comes in the morning still high or with a drug hangover. It's really affecting how he makes his boards."
"Shit, who's this guy, I can't believe its Michael."
"No, it's not the doctor. Its some really nellie guy with long hair and looks like he hasn't shaved in a week."
"Fuck, that's Steven Marks. Really bad news; goddamn it, Charlie."
Just as they said that Charlie walked up The Strand and headed for Chase and Devin. Their buds greeted him as he passed them.
Chase looked into Charlie's eyes when he approached, grabbed Charlie, and then smacked him on the back of the head.
"What the fuck you doing?" Chase whispered. He tried to keep it down so his friends would not hear. Devin though stuck around to make sure things didn't get out of hand between the two best friends. He'd seen that before and it could get ugly.
"Why the fuck did ya do that?" Charlie said
"Cause your fucking stoned and a fucking idiot," Chase said louder than he should.
"I'm not stoned," Charlie fidgeted and rubbed his nose with his finger then nearly fell over.
"You're not going out there like that. You can hardly stand up," Chase insisted.
"Fuck you, I'll do what I want."
"Well I am not going to drag your dead body to the beach," Chase said, "you could just float out there and let the sharks go at ya." He didn't mean a word. He would do anything for Charlie and Charlie knew it.
Charlie stood there and swayed a bit. He was still stoned from the all night session with Steven.
"Does Michael know?" Chase asked.
"No," Charlie said meekly.
"Do you think he'd stick around if he knew you are an addict?"
"I'm not an addict," Charlie protested, "I could stop anytime I want, but right now I don't want to."
"Ok Charlie," Chase said. He knew whatever he said to Charlie when he was in this condition, wouldn't absorb.
"Charlie, please go home until your head is clear. I love you brother. I just don't want anything to happen to you," Chase whispered.
"Ok, you're right as usual," Charlie laughed, "I love you, too."
Charlie put his arm around Chase and hugged him, then grabbed his board and headed back to his apartment.
He heard his friends ask where he was headed, but Charlie didn't answer, he just staggered down The Strand.
"How long do you think you can control him like that, Chase?" Devin asked.
"I don't know; as long as I can, I guess. He seems to be heading like he was when he OD a few years back."
"Yeah, we almost lost him then. What about this guy Michael? I don't imagine he knows. Could you have a word with him, I mean he is Charlie's, well you know what I mean."
Chase smiled. Devin seemed to know Michael was Charlie's lover.
"You know then?"
"Well, yeah. I've known for quite sometime, before you came out, actually. That apartment has thin walls. Come on, let's hit those waves," Devin said. They both picked up their boards and headed out.
Deep in sleep, Daniel dreamed of Chase who opened the door to the bedroom and, in slow motion as only a dream could, he walked toward Daniel's naked body lying in bed. A bright light bathed in fog, surrounded Chase's body and nearly obliterated the fact he was naked and very hard. Daniel leaned up and supported himself on his elbows.
"I love you Daniel," Chase's voice echoed as he sat down next to him.
"I love you too, Chase," Daniel's voice echoed back.
Daniel looked at his lover's body, all tanned and muscular. His hard dick dripped precum that slid down his shaft.
Chase leaned down and kissed his lover while his hands explored his chest, abs and eventually his hard manhood.
Daniel's groans echoed as he wrapped his arms around Chase, who then slowly lay on top of him. Daniel could feel Chase's warm breath as he kissed his neck and leisurely moved down his body and wrapped his lips around Daniel's left nipple, then bit gently.
"Oh, god, Chase, you drive me crazy," Daniel boomed.
"I love you Daniel," Chase's voice reverberated, then continued to attack his left nipple. Chase sucked on it and let his saliva coat the hard nub. He then dragged his tongue to Daniel's other tit and concentrated on that one. All the while, Daniel's moans filled the room.
Chase finally let go of Daniel's nipples and dragged his tongue down his abs and licked each ridge of his six-pack. He stopped at his bellybutton and ran his tongue inside. Daniel jumped with excitement. But Chase didn't stay there very long. He continued his lickfest down to Daniel's bush, took a deep breath, and drank in his manliness. He then licked his way up Daniel's shaft, around the tip of his dick, lightly running his tongue around the opening of his pee slit.
Daniel's moaned again, but this time he felt like he was about to wake up, but the sensation of his dream keep him deep in slumber.
Chase then swallowed Daniel's dick and gradually moved up and down.
"Oh goddamn," Daniel said as Chase picked up speed on his rod.
"Oh fuck Chase you do that so good," Daniel said but this time his voice didn't echo. He fought hard not to wake up, but to enjoy his dream as long as possible. Chase ran his hands over Daniel's body and concentrated on his chest and abs. Daniel started to buck his hips into Chase's mouth. The faster he moved his hips, the faster Chase moved his mouth.
Daniel felt his orgasm approach. He chest moved up and down as his stomach began to spasm to let loose his load. He was half awake and half asleep now and couldn't tell if this was still a dream or it was really happening. All he knew was he was about to cum. His body started to shake and he breathed more rapidly than before. The sensation was too intense to be a dream. His eye popped open.
"Fuck," he gasped, "I'm awake." He looked down toward his hard dick that was about to erupt and expected to see Chase.
"Oh Fuck, Gerald what are you doing?" Daniel yelled when he saw Gerald with his hands on his body and his mouth on his dick, bobbing his head up and down.
"Oh, God, Gerald stop...," Daniel yelled out, but it was too late. "Oh fuck, oh Gerald," Daniel yelled as his spunk shot into Gerald's mouth and down his throat.
Daniel grabbed the back of Gerald's head and began to fuck his face. Gerald didn't let up; he pumped and swallowed as Daniel screamed out with pleasure. Daniel didn't want it to stop, he knew it was wrong, but he was way past reason.
The flow of Daniel's seamen finally stopped. Reluctantly, Gerald let go of Daniel's dick and looked up at his friend, ready to face the consequences for what he just did. He wiped his mouth of Daniel's cum that slid on his lips. Daniel looked down at Gerald who still breathed hard.
"Come here," Daniel said breathlessly.
Gerald knelt up quickly in between Daniel's legs with a terrified look on his face.
"I'm sorry, I just saw your hard dick and I couldn't help it, don't hit me," Gerald said with a shaky voice, thinking Daniel was going to beat him up for what happened.
"Hit you? Come here," Daniel said, then sat up and grabbed Gerald by the shoulders, picked him up in the air, then laid him down on his back next to him.
Gerald's eyes shut tight and his face cringed as he thought Daniel was about punch him, but Daniel looked at Gerald and smiled.
"I'm not going to hurt you," Daniel whispered lovingly. His lips got closer to Gerald's and when they touched, Gerald's eyes opened wide. He immediately wrapped his arms around Daniel and opened his mouth to let in his tongue. With their lips locked firmly together, Daniel ran his hand over Gerald's cut chest and six-pack, then slid it down to Gerald's hard dick. He wrapped his hand around it and began to jack his cock while his tongue continued to circle inside Gerald's mouth.
Daniel released Gerald's lips and looked into his eyes. His gaze moved down over Gerald cut body and stopped at his big dick encased in his hand. He picked up speed on Gerald's teenage manhood, then looked back into his eyes. He looked frightened.
"Relax Gerald, its ok. I would never hurt you," Daniel said then kissed his lips again. Gerald breathed more rapidly and his body began to tense up. He held onto Daniel tighter.
"Oh... Daniel...I'm...going to cum," Gerald gasped. Daniel's hand moved faster.
"Oh fuck!" Gerald panted, then let go of his huge teenage load that shot into the air and landed on his chest and stomach, then oozed out his pee slit, down his shaft, and over Daniel's hand.
"Oh fuck!" Gerald said again, "ahhhh god," he panted over and over as his orgasm finally subsided. His grip on Daniel let up and he relaxed. Daniel looked at Gerald and smiled then kissed his lips. He took his cum covered hand and began to lick some of Gerald spooge from it. Then he brought his hand to Gerald's lips. He opened his mouth and licked the rest until Daniel's hand was nearly clean.
"You ok?" Daniel asked.
"Yeah, we shouldn't have done that, though. I guess I couldn't control myself. I'm sorry."
"Gerald, there is nothing to be sorry for. We both have wanted this since you got here. We just gave in. Even though, people considered what I did wrong, I don't regret doing it at all. And I don't want you to regret it either. The thing is we got it out of our system now and we'll never do it again, ok? You have Nick and I have Chase.
"Yeah, I guess I do," Gerald said, even though he knew he would never see Nick again. At least that's what he thought.
"Will you tell Chase what we did?"
"Yep most likely."
"Is he going to be pissed and kick my out?"
"I don't think so. Somehow I feel he knew it was going to happen."
"Don't tell Nicky, ok, even if I'm not around. He won't understand."
"Ok, I won't tell him and I will warn Chase to keep his mouth shut too."
"Thanks Daniel," Gerald said as he cuddled closer to him. Both were silent for a while.
"Gerald."
"Yeah."
"You give good head," Daniel said and began to tickle his friend. Gerald laughed like a little boy and squirmed around the bed until he was on top of Daniel. He looked into his eyes and kissed him on the lips.
"You better go shower. Chase should be back from surfing soon."
"Ok," Gerald said as he jumped out of bed.
Daniel watched Gerald's cute ass as he walked into the bathroom. He still seemed to be a little shaky from last night's ordeal.
"Damn, look at my clothes," Gerald yelled while he stared at his sandy, shorts and shirt that lay in the middle of the bathroom floor.
"Sorry, I forgot to clean that up," Daniel said as he walked into the bathroom. "I will take them out and shake the sand off, then wash them."
They picked up his clothes and things started to fall out of Gerald's pockets. Things like his wallet and the key to Daniel's house...and Nick's Razr phone.
"Shit, look at Nicky's phone. God it's ruined. Oh fuck, I broke his phone," Gerald said all upset.
"Hmmm, I guess that's why Nick couldn't contact you last night. His Razr drowned," he laughed.
"Nick tried to call me last night?"
"Yeah, he was here."
"He was?"
"You really don't remember much about last night, do you," Daniel asked.
"I guess not."
"That's ok, we will talk about that later."
"Now get that cute ass of yours into the shower," Daniel said.
"Daniel, thank you for everything. I mean you and Chase did so much for me. I will be leaving sometime today and you won't be bothered by me anymore."
"Gerald, you ain't going no where. You are staying here with us. Chase and I made a vow to take care of you."
"Wow, thanks, but you don't understand."
"Oh you mean the murder thing, well we will discuss that when Chase comes home and Nick comes over."
"Nick is coming over? When?"
"I imagine right after Donnie goes off to work."
"How did you know about me, you know, killing someone?"
"You started to tell us last night and then Nick told us the rest of the story."
"Oh but..."
"No more about that right now, so get into that shower," Daniel said feigning like he was angry, then ran his finger through the cum that still clung to Gerald's abs and brought it to his mouth. Gerald looked at him and smiled, then got into the shower.
Daniel took Gerald's clothes to the back yard to shake the sand off. He was just about finished with Gerald's jeans, when Chase came in the yard ... along with Josh, Lucas, Greg, and Kyle. Daniel froze and stared at the group as they walked toward his naked body.
"Hi, babe, the guys are going to put their boards in our shed," Chase said as he amused himself at the astonished and somewhat panicky look on Daniel's face.
"Looking good there Daniel," Kyle said with a broad grin, as he walked around Daniel and pretended to check out his butt. Greg gave the catcall whistle. Daniel face was red as a beet.
"Damn, Daniel, you're hung," Josh said with a broad grin.
"Isn't this the second time I caught you running around naked," Lucas joked.
Daniel was speechless.
"Well, its good to see you guys, too," Daniel said after a bit, and they all laughed.
"You're starting to act like a surfer," Kyle said.
"You been hanging around this guy way too long," Greg joked, then punched Chase in his arm.
They all laughed as they put their surfboard in the shed and said their goodbyes still giving Daniel a hard time about his naked nakedness.
They headed for the gate as Chase came up to Daniel and kissed him on the lips while their buds took notice.
"I still can't get used to two guys kissing, fuck, especially Chase. Shit I saw him fuck women," Lucas whispered loud enough for everyone to hear while he opened the gate to leave.
"Shut up, Lucas," Kyle said then smacked him on the back of his head as they walked toward The Strand.
"Well your morning started out good, flashing my buds," Chase joked, "you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm ok, I guess I will live. It's been an interesting morning, that's for sure," Daniel said as he and Chase walked back into the kitchen.
"What do you mean?" Chase asked, "Is Gerald ok?"
"He's doing much better this morning...much better! He's taking a shower," Daniel said as they went into the laundry room and he put Gerald's clothes in the washer and Chase took off his wetsuit and stood naked in front of Daniel.
"Ummm, before he comes out of the bathroom, I better tell you this."
"Oh what's that," Chase said as he hugged Daniel and kissed him.
"This morning, I guess I was having this dream that you and I were having sex, but it turned out to be kinda real cause when I opened my eyes, Gerald had his mouth around my dick just as I was about to cum."
"Oh?" Chase said.
Daniel couldn't read his expression to see if he was angry or not.
"The other thing is," Daniel continued, "I ended up beating him off, too." Daniel started to worry. Chase hadn't said anything. He was afraid that maybe the Henry incident still weighed on his mind.
"Well, babe," Chase said, then held Daniel tighter, "I can't say I am surprised. I kinda expected that to happen sooner or later. I had noticed the way you react to Gerald and it was just a matter of time."
"What to you mean 'the way I react'?" Daniel asked defensively.
"Oh hell, Daniel, every time Gerald walks into the room you get a hard on," Chase laughed.
"Was I that obvious?"
"Yeah, babe, just goes to prove."
"Prove what?"
"That your human," Chase smiled at his lover and Daniel smiled back. They kissed and Daniel rested his head on Chase's shoulder.
"By the way," Chase asked with a devilish grin, "how was it?"
Daniel hesitated then lifted his head, saw the look on Chase's face and gave a sheepish look to him.
"It was ... Fucking Fantastic," Daniel said and they both burst out laughing.
"You'll have to fill me in on the details, later when we're alone. Maybe even give me a demonstration."
Daniel was about to reply when Gerald came out of the bathroom with his towel over his shoulder.
"Daniel, where's your broom so I could sweep up the sand in the bathroom," Gerald said. Then he notice Chase had come home.
"Oh, hi, Chase," he said a bit embarrassed not because he was naked, but for what he and Daniel did in bed earlier. He wondered if Daniel had told Chase about it like he said.
"Hi Gerald," Chase said and walked up to him and rested his forearms on his shoulders and looked him right in the eyes.
"So, I hear you sucked my boyfriend's cock."
Gerald panicked. "Oh god, I'm sorry. It just happened, it all my fault, don't blame Daniel, please. I'll leave." Gerald started to shake; he still wasn't completely recovered from the night before.
"Chase!" Daniel scolded.
Chase wrapped his arms around Gerald, "Hey, hey, I am only kidding. It's ok, honest. I was just pulling your leg. You know me."
Chase lift Gerald's chin so he could look into his eyes. "It's ok, Gerald, really," he said seriously.
"It was just wrong of me. I owe you guys so much. This was not a way to pay you back."
"Well, I think Daniel might not agree with that," Chase said, "he told me it was fucking fantastic." Gerald looked over at Daniel and smiled. Daniel walked over to his lover and his young friend.
"Gerald, if I wanted it to stop I could have stopped it. It's ok,
so you have to stop feeling guilty."
Gerald took a deep breath. "You guys are the greatest. It's going to be so hard to leave here."
Daniel was about to reply to that when the doorbell rang.
"That must be Nick," Chase said, "we better get some clothes on, we don't want to freak him out."
"Chase, Please don't say anything to Nick about what happened with me and Daniel, ok? Not even as a joke," Gerald pleaded as he wrapped the towel around his waist.
"No, I won't, don't worry," Chase said, then went to the living room to get his and Daniel's shorts.
Gerald went to answer the door, but first he undid the towel wrapped around his waist and held it together with one hand. He flung the door open and at the same time he greeted Nick with the towel spread wide and exposed his ample genitalia.
Nick smiled from ear to ear when he saw his boyfriend naked again, but also because he looked so much better than last night. He then walked into the open towel, wrapped his arms around Gerald, and kissed him while Gerald closed the towel around them.
"God, Gerald you look so, good. I was worried about you. I could hardly sleep all night," Nick whispered, "I guess you are feeling good, too," he smiled as he looked down and saw Gerald's hard dick.
Chase loudly cleared his throat.
Nick looked up and saw Chase and Daniel standing there and his face turned a bit red. He hadn't noticed his two friends; he was too caught up in his boyfriend. He didn't feel as embarrassed as the last time, though.
"Sorry guys," Nick said.
"No problem," Daniel said as he looked at Nick and Gerald who noticeably had major erections.
Chase was about to say something "funny" but Daniel poked him in the ribs and Chase got the message.
"Hey, Nick, I'm about to make some breakfast. What to join us?" Chase asked as he tried to take his eyes away from the two young lover's crotches.
"Yeah, sure," Nick said still a bit embarrassed.
"Ok, you guys sit down in the kitchen while I cook," Chase said, "we need to talk to Gerald about this killing he did." Chase's remark was meant to be funny, but Gerald didn't see it that way.
"Yeah, come on, sit down and don't mind Mr. Tact over there," Daniel said.
"What," Chase asked like he didn't know what he just said. Daniel just shook his head.
Gerald froze, "I better put on my shorts or something. Help me Nicky."
Gerald ran to his room with Nick right behind him and shut the door. He dropped his towel and took Nick into his arms. His dick still was hard and so was Nick's.
"Fuck me, Nicky," Gerald said as he kissed his boyfriend, then buried his tongue down his throat. Nick grabbed Gerald by the shoulders and looked him in the eyes.
"Ger, you know I love you and I want to have sex with you, but you have to listen to what Chase, Daniel and me, have to say."
"I don't want to listen to it," Gerald demanded, "I killed that man and I don't need to go through it again."
"Ger, just listen to what we have to say. Now put on your shorts and let's do this."
Gerald looked sad but agreed it was time to face his demons. Nick took hold of Gerald's erection and knelt down and quickly swallowed it, then stood up.
"More of that later."
Gerald grinned from ear to ear as he put on his shorts. He didn't bother with underwear or a T-shirt.
They walked out of the bedroom into the kitchen as Chase cooked breakfast. He and Daniel looked at Nick and a very frightened Gerald.
"He's afraid of what we are going to say to him," Nick said when he saw his friends expressions.
Daniel walked up to Gerald and put his arms around him. "Gerald, everything is going to be ok. You have a boyfriend who is crazy about you and two friends who will do anything to protect you. Listen to what we have to say and you will see."
Gerald shook his head and agreed to listen. He sat down at the table; Nick sat next to him and held his hand. Daniel sat across from him and Chase served them their breakfast then sat down next to Daniel.
They all took a bite of their food, except Gerald. He looked like he was about to be sick.
"Gerald," Daniel started, "we all have been thinking about this very hard. You didn't kill anyone. You're not capable of such and act, even if you were drunk and stoned."
Gerald looked up at Daniel, then Chase, then Nick, who put his arm around him.
"Gerald, we believe that Andreas, killed this guy and not you."
Outside the house, in a car parked very close, Andreas sat and contemplated his next move. Henry was out of the way now. He planned to dump his body where no one would ever find it. The same place he dumped Joe Dillon.
Joe Dillon's murder was an accident, of sorts, but Henry's wasn't. He even enjoyed how it felt as the life drained out of his two victims while he lay on top of them. He got some kind of sick pleasure out of killing these two unsuspecting men while having sex with them.
He looked at Daniel and Chase's house. He now knew Gerald was there. He saw his antics when he answered the door for Nick.
"So, he took Gerald away from me, too. Daniel is going to regret all this. He should have taken me up on my offer to fuck him in that shower, right Henry? If anyone knows what happens when someone crosses me it's you, huh?" Andreas said; his madness was now complete. He turned and looked in the back seat where Henry's dead body lay wrapped in plastic. Andreas smiled then looked forward.
"This is going to take a lot more planning that I thought." The sinister smile disappeared from his face as he started the car and drove away.
To Be Continued