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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 it is, HIV, AIDS, Hepatitis, and other sexually transmitted diseases do not exist, and so safer sex is not needed. Unfortunately, in the real world these diseases do exist, so please do yourself a favor and everyone you come in contact with, practice safer sex, use a condom.
I dedicate this and everything I do to my partner, who goes through hell just to be with me.
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The Naked Surfer
By John Josept
Chapter 26
Charlie sat on the bed and looked around the room he occupied for the past 4 weeks. His cravings for drugs and alcohol were gone or maybe they was still there and he had a better handle on how to control it. He smiled knowing Michael would be coming to pick him up soon and he would be going home, a new home with the man who loved him so much, he saved his life.
There was a gentle knock on the door and Delvin stuck his head in.
"You ready, Charlie?"
"Yeah, is Michael here yet?" Charlie asked as Delvin walked into the room.
"No not yet, I just wanted to come in and say goodbye to you in private. You're a great guy Charlie and I know you're going to make it."
"Thanks Del, I think your massages that first week got me through a couple difficult times," Charlie laughed.
"Well, I do have to admit, I enjoyed it very much, myself," Delvin said and he took Charlie in his strong arms and kissed him on the lips.
"Really Del, thanks for helping me. I don't think I could have gotten through it alone."
"You did all the work Charlie. I just was there to guide you a bit and to provide a diversion. And I will be here when you need me. From time to time I may just drop by and say hi."
"That would be great," Charlie said as he hug his counselor, "It's kinda scary going out there again without you around."
"Hey, you got Michael to help you though it, and I am just a phone call away, but ultimately it's up to you."
"I know. I heard that enough over the past month," Charlie laughed.
Charlie took a deep breath, "I just want to hold him in my arms again, Del. I miss him so much."
"Come on," Delvin said with a smile and put his arm around Charlie's shoulder, "let's go to the reception room and see if Michael's arrived. You need to get that hot ass of yours home."
Charlie grabbed his suitcase, then he and Delvin left the room. Charlie didn't look back.
They walked into the reception room where several people had gathered to visit or pick up their family members or friends. Charlie looked around but didn't see Michael.
"Looks like he's running late," Delvin said, "I have to go tend to a few things. Will you be ok waiting by yourself?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," Charlie said then found an empty seat and sat down. His mind took account of the past few weeks and the struggle to get through it. He thought of Delvin and his private therapy sessions. He smiled at that and found his dick getting hard. He adjusted his crotch to make it less noticeable. He looked at his watch.
"Come on Michael, where are you?" he muttered quietly. He got up and began to pace the floor. People started to leave the room. Charlie looked at his watch. It was just two minutes from the last time he looked. He sat down and tried to keep his mind busy.
Time past and he was alone in the reception room. Michael was now a half hour late. Michael is never late. Charlie began to worry.
"Maybe he's not coming?" Charlie said to himself, "Maybe he had enough of me. Shit, maybe he got into an accident." Charlie began to pace again and started to breath heavy. He had convinced himself something was wrong.
"Charlie!"
A broad smile appeared on Charlie's face as he turned around and saw Michael on the other side of the room, walking toward him. Michael stopped in his tracks as he saw his lover coming toward him dressed in his favorite green T-shirt and khaki cargo shorts with nothing on his feet but his flip-flops. Michael smiled from ear to ear.
"Sorry I'm late Charlie, I ran into traffic," Michael said, "there was an accident on the freeway and traffic was.."
"Shut up and kiss me," Charlie said as their lips locked together.
Their lips broke and they held each other in their arms.
"You probably thought I wasn't coming or something didn't you," Michael said still out of breath.
"I never doubted you for a second," Charlie said with a smile. He had Michael in his arms again and that is all that mattered.
"Let's go," Michael said and kissed his lover again. "God your beautiful."
Charlie smiled. "Yeah, it was all worth it, going through that hell," he said to himself and picked up his suitcase and they walked hand in hand to Michael's car and drove off.
"Shit, I forgot to say good bye to Delvin," Michael said.
"I'm sure he'll understand," Charlie said.
"I'll call him later."
Charlie looked out the side window and noticed the sign that gave directions to the freeway.
"Hey, you missed the freeway entrance; it's back there," Charlie said.
"I know. I couldn't wait, Charlie, I want to make love to you. I got us a room at a hotel. Hope you don't mind," Michael said.
"Hell no. I want you to fuck me so bad."
"Even after Delvin's big dick," Michael said with a smile, glancing at Charlie, and rubbing his legs and reaching over and feeling Charlie's hardening dick.
"His big dick doesn't mean shit to the love you give me," Charlie said then looked back at his lover.
Michael squeezed Charlie's crotch again then let go, rubbed his hand on the side of his lover's face, then put his hand on his thigh.
Within a short time, they pulled into Inndulge, an all gay resort, and registered. On their way to their room, they walked past the clothing optional pool where several naked men turned and stared at the hot couple, but Michael and Charlie only had eyes for each other.
They got to their room and Charlie entered first, but before they even closed the door, Michael grabbed his arm, pulled him toward him, and began to kiss him wildly all over his face. When he got to his lips, Michael held Charlie head in his hands and buried his tongue deep inside Charlie's eager mouth. His hands grabbed hold of Charlie's T-shirt and pulled it off of him, then buried his tongue in his mouth again.
"Oh god I missed touching your body," Michael panted while running his hands over his lover's chest and stomach. Charlie didn't say anything, he just began to unbutton Michael's shirt and let it fall to the floor. They pressed their naked torsos together and the feeling was electric to both of them. Their hands ran wildly over the backs. Michael grabbed hold of Charlie's ass cheeks and pushed his crotch into his. They felt their hard dicks through their shorts and without breaking their kiss; they unbuckled each other's belts and let their shorts fall to the floor. They moved back and forth and let their cocks rub, like dueling musketeers.
They slowly moved to the bed and Michael gently pushed Charlie down on his back and lay on top of him. Charlie wrapped his legs around his lover and gyrated his hips into him. Their lips locked together again and they rolled around on the bed to where Charlie was on top of Michael.
"Did you bring the lube?" Charlie asked.
"Yeah, in my case," Michael said as he rolled Charlie on his side and got out of bed and opened his case.
Charlie looked at his naked lover with his huge hard dick and smiled.
"He really loves me," Charlie said to himself astonished that someone like Michael could love him, a nobody.
Michael stood at the side of the bed just looking at his lover.
"You ready Charlie?"
"Always am for you."
While still standing by the bed, Michael slicked up his hard as a rock 9-inch dick. He was going to fuck the man he loved for the first time in 4 weeks. He was ready and so was Charlie.
Michael got on the bed and knelt between Charlie's wide spread legs. He leaned down, kissed his partner, then he knelt back up and Charlie lifted his legs up and over his head exposing the object that Michael was ready to invade.
Michael stared at Charlie's hole and marveled at how it moved in and out like it was breathing.
"How do you do that," Michael asked.
"Muscle control," Charlie said smiling, knowing what his partner was talking about.
Michael laughed and continued to stare, then couldn't resist any longer and plunged his tongue into the breathing hole.
"Oh fuck Michael, I love when you eat my ass," Charlie gasped.
Michael grunted and buried his tongue deeper inside Charlie. He pulled out a bit then ran his tongue around the sensitive rosebud.
"Oh fuck," Chase said breathing hard, "fuck me Michael, I got to have that dick inside me." Michael had triggered a sexual frenzy in Charlie.
Michael knelt back up, wiped his mouth with his hand, then lined his dick with Charlie's ass, and gently pushed in until his dick head popped inside his boyfriend's very willing ass.
"Oh yeah," Charlie panted.
"God, Charlie, this feels so fucking good," Michael said as all 9 inches of his dick slid inside Charlie's bowels, "Four weeks is a long time to wait, but damn it was worth it."
"Yeah it was, now quit talking and fuck me," Charlie said with a smile on his face and lust in his heart.
Michael didn't say anything, he just pulled his big cock out until just the head was in then slowly pushed back in.
"Yeah, that's it. Now harder, Michael, you know how I like it."
"Yeah, I know, patience my love," Michael said as he repeated the way he plunged into Charlie. Charlie groaned, loving every inch of Michael dick.
"Harder baby, harder," Charlie said, lost in his sexual hunger.
Michael pulled all the way out, grabbed onto his cock, then pushed hard into Charlie's ass.
"Oh fuck that's it, Michael, harder, do it how I like it," Charlie grunted.
Michael pulled out, then plunged back in as hard as he dare, then did it again, then again and Charlie yelled out each time he did.
Sweat was pouring off of Michael's hairy body and dripping onto Charlie. Charlie ran his hand through Michael's chest hair, grabbed onto his nipples and squeezed hard causing Michael to yell out. He loved nipple play and Charlie knew how to do it.
Michael pounded faster and fasting into Charlie's gut, while Charlie mercilessly gripped onto Michael's nipples.
Michael's hard dick was rubbing against Charlie's prostate and Charlie knew that meant he could cum without touching his cock.
Michael thrust two more times into Charlie ass then cried out.
"Oh fuck, I'm going to cum."
Charlie's dick shot out his own spunk all over his chest and stomach, and as he did that, Michael began to fill up Charlie's ass with his juices.
Both men were moaning loudly as their balls gave up its white elixir. Michael seemed to cum forever and Charlie's chest had a goodly amount of spunk covering it.
"Oh fuck, Charlie," Michael said as he gave one last shove into his lover's ass then collapsed on top of him spreading Charlie's cum between their bodies.
They both lay there exhausted from their passion. They both had a difficult time catching their breath. Charlie wrapped his arms around his lover and was unable to speak.
"Four weeks, is too long to be without you, Charlie," Michael sighed.
"Yeah, it was. I'll make sure it doesn't happen again," Charlie said with a smile, content he had his lover in his arms again.
"Yeah, it was all worth it," Charlie said to himself.
Rob sat up at the foot of the bed staring at Cole who was sound asleep. They didn't make love the night before. Things had not been going well between he and the handsome man lying there.
Cole seemed to be looking for someone to settle down with, but Rob was not ready for a commitment. He still figured he was young and wanted to sow more wild oats. Or perhaps that was just an excuse. Maybe he didn't have the same feelings for Cole as Cole had for him.
Rob continued to stare at the handsome model, when Cole turned from lying on his stomach to lying on his back. He still slept soundly as his hard dick poked at the sheet that covered his body. Rob gently lifted the sheet off Cole, and stared at the model's body with his huge 10-inch dick pointing toward the ceiling. Rob crawled up to his hard dick and swallowed it. His eyes continued to stare at Cole's face as he moved up and down on Cole's hard on.
Cole took a deep breath and gently opened his eyes, as he woke up to the warm feeling of Rob's mouth around his cock. He looked down and saw Rob looking up at him with his dick in his mouth.
"Hmmm, that's how to wake up every morning," Cole said sleepily, then closed his eyes to enjoy the sensations that ran through his body.
Rob began to move faster and faster on Cole's dick. He didn't know why he was doing this. He felt he shouldn't, but Cole's dick was very tempting and he loved the taste of Cole's spunk. His hands moved up to Cole's chest and he rubbed it, then his abs as he got Cole closer and closer to his orgasm. He wanted him to cum soon; he had something to say to Cole and he wanted to get it over with.
"Oh fuck, I'm cumming," Cole shouted out as his sperm shot into Rob's mouth. He swallowed every drop and enjoyed the taste of this great guy's jizz, perhaps for the last time. He sucked and swallowed until Cole could not give up any more of his juices.
Out of breath, Rob rested his head on Cole's leg. He didn't know what to tell Cole. He felt suffocated in the relationship and wanted out, but he really liked Cole and didn't want to hurt him. He sat up on the edge of the bed. His head hung down.
"That was great Rob," Cole said reaching for Rob's hand. He then noticed the look on Rob's face. Something wrong?" Cole asked.
"No, just tired I guess," Rob lied.
"Look, why don't you go to your place and get some of your things and bring them here. This way you don't have to get up so early when you stay overnight."
Rob panicked, took a deep breath to gain control.
"Cole, don't you think we're moving too fast? I mean we've only known each other for a month or so."
"Yeah, I know, but I like you a lot and I hope you like me just as much."
Rob was silent.
"This is where you are supposed to say, 'Yes Cole I like you a lot, too'" he said with a smile. Cole then realized what the problem was. "Oh, I see." Cole let go of Rob's hand.
"Cole I think we shouldn't see so much of each other. I'm not ready for the same things you are."
"What am I ready for?" Cole said defensively.
"Me bringing my clothes over, next you will be asking me to move in. I like you so much, but I am not ready to settle down."
"Ok," Cole said, "it was just a thought, but if you're not ready, then I guess you're not." Cole got up out of bed and grabbed his boxer shorts, put them on and went into the kitchen leaving Rob sitting on the edge of the bed. He was obviously upset. Rob felt bad that he hurt this guy who was so good to him, but he was just not ready to commit.
A few minutes later, Rob came out of the bedroom completely dressed.
"I better go. I have some things to take care of this morning," Rob lied. He just felt Cole needed to be alone and his presents would only make things worse for both of them.
"Ok," Cole said without turning around. Rob quietly left the apartment.
"Fuck," Cole said softly when he heard the door shut.
Chase sat in his studio, alone. It was still early and Gerald and the crew of employees he hired had not arrived yet. Although, Gerald wouldn't be around much during the morning hours because Chase set up an interview for him with his surf bud, a teacher at Redondo Union High School, for a placement test. Daniel would take Gerald there and drop him off at the studio after the test.
Gerald had proved to be invaluable in the studio in the four weeks since the temporary studio opened. Chase expected to miss him when he starts school, but he would continue to work part time and on weekends. Both Chase and Daniel felt his education was more important right now.
This would be another busy day for Chase. Ever since Andreas Muller disappeared, he had been deluged with offers from all over. Today would be the most ambitious shoot yet. His client was a famous Underwear manufacturer that catered to the gay crowd with their cartoonish prints and pouches the accented one's package. Therefore, he hired 10 young men with buffed bodies to pose for him. Chase smiled at the thought of all those hunky guys running around in nothing but their tidy whities. The interview process for these 10 young men was interesting because he had to ask a line of hot guy to strip down to their underwear. Daniel and Gerald were there to "help" with the selection.
"Well, somebody has to do it," he said to himself then laughed out loud.
Chase sat at his desk to check the appointments Gerald had set up for him. Then noticed there were no appointments for the next day.
"Damn, Charlie's back tomorrow," Chase said out loud with a huge smile on his face.
Michael had told Chase of his plan to take Charlie to a hotel for the night, then drive home the next morning. Chase made sure his calendar was clear, so he could spend as much time with his best bud as possible.
"Hey Chase, where are you?" he heard Daniel yell.
"Back here, babe," he yelled back, and snapped himself out of his thoughts of Charlie.
Daniel and Gerald entered Chase's small office in his temporary studio. Chase got up from his chair and kissed his lover, then while still holding onto Daniel, he gave Gerald a peck on the lips.
"You ready for your test?" Chase asked Gerald cheerfully.
"NO" Gerald said emphatically.
"Oh, you'll do fine," Daniel said as let go of Chase and gave Gerald a quick hug.
"Yeah, little bro. I bet you ace that test," Chase said.
"It's not that kind of test," Gerald growled.
"Oh, I see," Chase said winking at Daniel.
"You going to be ok here, alone," Gerald asked Chase. Gerald had taken charge of his appointments and answered the phones and various other tasks a photographer's assistant was expected to do. One thing he did learn while with Andreas was how to do his job well. With Andreas, though, he was forced to do this job, but with Chase he loved doing it.
"Yeah, I'll be fine," Chase said, not believing a word he said.
"Remember you got those models coming in at 10AM," Gerald reminded Chase.
"Yeah, I remember."
"And the caterer will be here to set up for breakfast at 9:00."
"Yeah, I remember."
"And the reps from R&R Underwear will be here about 9:30."
"9:30? I thought they were coming at 10, too."
"No, 9:30. See I better stick around or you'll fuck it up," Gerald said all panicky.
Chase put his arms on his little brother's shoulders, "I'll be ok, Gerald, honest. You'll be missed, but I think I will be ok," Chase said seeing fear in his eye because of the test. "You're going to do fine on the test," Chase said again.
"I guess," Gerald said, not truly convinced he would.
"Come on, we got to go," Daniel said and kissed Chase goodbye, "you will be ok, wont you?" he whispered in his lover's ear.
"Yeah, go," Chase said.
Daniel grabbed Gerald by the shoulders and led him to the door.
"Don't forget to call Union Clothes to set up an appointment with them," Gerald said as Daniel pushed him out the door.
"Don't worry, I won't" Chase said smiling at his efficient assistant.
"Now what time are the models coming?" Chase said to himself as he scratched his head.
In Daniel's car, Gerald sat quietly as Daniel drove to the school.
"Gerald, just do the best you can. This isn't a life or death test."
"But it will decide where they put me. I want to be in the same class as Nicky."
"Just hang in there," Daniel said, then reached over and rubbed Gerald's thigh, then tweaked his nipple through his shirt.
"Oh great, that's all I need is to walk in that school with a hard on," Gerald said.
Daniel laughed out loud, "Ok, Ok, I wont touch you," Daniel said and withdrew his hand from Gerald, but before he got it too far, Gerald grabbed it and put it on his thigh again, close to his crotch with his hard dick.
"That's ok, I like it," Gerald said with a smile.
Within a few minutes Daniel pulled into the school parking lot and parked the car.
"Well, let's go. Do you still have your hard on?" Daniel joked.
"If I did it would have gone soft," Gerald said as he looked at the imposing structure they were about to enter.
They stood in the entryway. Everything was quiet. Classes were in session and very few people roamed the halls.
"Let's see maybe we could ask this guy where Mr. Mason's office is," Daniel said as, what looked like a teacher, came toward them.
"Hi, are you Daniel?" the man who approached them said.
"Yes, Daniel Casadini," he said and held out his hand to the handsome man, who Daniel quickly sized up and figure was in his late 30's.
"Hi, I'm Dave Mason, and you must be Gerald," Dave said and held out his hand to a very nervous young teen.
"Yeah," is all Gerald said. He was too tense to say much else.
"Chase had nothing but praise for both of you. He's a great guy. I've known him since he was a kid your age Gerald. We still go surfing once in a while," the teacher said, then turned to Gerald.
"You ready for your test? This way we will see where you will fit in best in the school."
"I guess," Gerald said softly.
The teacher led the way to an empty classroom. Gerald's heart was thumping. He swore Daniel and Mr. Mason could hear it.
"Take a seat anywhere, Gerald," Dave said.
Gerald found a seat, sat down and began to tap his fingers on the desk. Dave noticed how anxious Gerald was and did his best to keep him calm.
"This test should take about 3 hours and consists of everything from English Grammar to Calculus and trigonometry," Dave said to Gerald as he handed him his test, "just keep in mind you are not expected to answer all the questions. Just answer those that you can and don't worry about the rest.
Gerald was expressionless as Dave handed him his #2 pencil.
"Daniel, maybe it would be best if you wait outside because this will take a long time."
"No, I'll be ok," Daniel said, still concerned for Gerald's safety. Andreas was still on the loose somewhere, and he didn't want to take the chance and leave Gerald alone. Daniel was still shook up about the break in and became over protective of his young charge.
Daniel took a seat at one of the desks in the back of the room.
"Ok Gerald you ready?"
Gerald nodded, "I guess."
"Good, now begin."
Gerald opened his test booklet and began. Dave Mason sat down at the teacher's desk and took some papers out of his briefcase and proceeded to grade his English test.
The first hour seemed to drag on for Daniel and the teacher, but Gerald worked feverishly. Dave watched Gerald carefully as he whisked through his test. The teacher noticed how focused Gerald was and how fast he was working. Chase had told him about Gerald and how they took him in off the streets. He knew about Chase being gay from the word on The Strand, but that didn't faze him or his wife.
His concern was for Gerald and figured him to not be very intelligent because of his background. He was very intuitive and seldom was wrong about his students. He could tell the smart ones from the slower students. He classified Gerald as one of the slower ones.
A half hour later, Gerald closed his test booklet got up and handed the test to a very surprised teacher.
"You're done, already?
"Yeah, sorry, did I do something wrong?"
"NNNNo, not at all," the astounded teacher said as Daniel came up behind his young friend.
"You did that pretty quick," Daniel said and he placed his hands on shoulders.
"I guess" Gerald said.
"Did you skip many questions?" Dave said figuring Gerald had to have skipped at least half.
"No, I did them all. I would have gotten done quicker if I had a calculator."
"You did all the mathematical computations in your head... all of them?" the bewildered teacher said.
"Yeah, why, wasn't I supposed to? No one told me I had to bring a calculator," Gerald said in a panic.
"No, No that's ok."
Dave was taken by surprise by Gerald finishing this test so quick. "Maybe he's lying and skipped some questions or this kid doesn't care," Dave said in his thoughts, "He must have just written down anything in order to get done this quick...or maybe I was wrong and he's some kind of genius. No, he cheated somehow."
"Well, we better get going," Daniel said.
"Ok, it was great meeting you both and I will see you and Chase as soon as the results come it in about a day or two."
"Yeah, we'll look forward to it."
Gerald didn't have the same optimistic view as Daniel. He said goodbye to the teacher, who gave him a strange look.
They walked out of the classroom and Gerald said, "I think he feels I cheated."
Daniel laughed and was about to say something when the bell rang and out of all the doors came a sea of high school student running to their next class.
Daniel felt self-conscious as the teenager girls and some of the boys stared at him with a smile.
"They're flirting with you," Gerald chuckled, "even some of the guys. Take a look at that guy." Gerald gestured toward a handsome young man who was staring at him and who happened to be on the school football team with Nick.
"Oh, he's not gay," Daniel whispered.
"Oh please, the way he looked at you. He's so closeted, he'll probably get married and be miserable all his life."
"And you got that from one glance," Daniel said with a smile.
"Yeah, I have great gaydar. I picked it up on the streets. I can pick out the queer anywhere."
Daniel laughed and gently shoved his young friend.
"You're a nut," Daniel said.
"Yeah, I know," Gerald laughed. "Hey, there's Nicky," Gerald said seeing his boyfriend standing at his hall locker, talking to ... a girl.
The pretty young thing seemed to talk on and on, but Nick tried his best to be interested in what she had to say. Gerald couldn't hear they're conversation, but did see her begen to rub Nick's arm. Gerald turned red with anger, or perhaps it was green with jealousy.
"Get your hands off my man, you bitch," Gerald muttered under his breath.
Daniel heard what Gerald said and grabbed his arm as he was about to charge at the unsuspecting young teenage girl.
"Hold on there, tiger," Daniel said.
Nick's head turned and he saw Gerald and his eyes brightened. He walked from his locker, leaving the young girl with a shocked look on her face.
"Ger, god its good to see you. How did the test go?"
"Ok, I guess. Who's she, your girlfriend?" Gerald said sarcastically. He wanted to put his arms around Nick and kiss him to let the "bitch" know she was treading on his man.
"Who Tracie? She wishes," Nick laughed and Gerald smiled. He felt a bit better.
"Oh hi, Daniel. Sorry, sometimes all I see is Ger," Nick said.
"Yeah, I've noticed that," Daniel said, "Come on, we got to get going and you have to get to class."
"Oh shit," Nick said just as the bell rang.
"See you after football practice," Nick said as he ran to his next class.
Gerald was silent as they got to the car.
"Gerald, he was just talking to her," Daniel said sensing what was bothering his young friend.
"I guess, but did you see how she rubbed his arm?"
"Jealousy sucks," Daniel said.
"I'm not jealous...Yeah, I guess I am," Gerald said smiling as he realized how stupid he sounded. Although, he now knew for sure, he had to get in the same classes as Nick in order to protect his boyfriend from predatory teenage girls.
By the time they got back to the studio, it was abuzz with activity. The 10 buffed models where there along with make-up people, hair stylists, wardrobe people, and various other people running around in chaotic order. And in the middle of all this activity was Chase Bell, giving out orders telling the technical people where to set up lights, talking with executives from the underwear company, all the while taking pictures to the beat of some very loud Techno music. Chase was in his element. He knew what he was doing even though he never had formal training. He ran purely on instinct and loads of talent.
"There you are Daniel," Chelsea said as she came up to him and kissed him on both cheeks, "Gerald, how are you young man," she said and kissed him on each cheek as well.
"Chelsea, did Chase call Union Clothes?" Gerald asked.
"Oh gee, I don't think so. He's been running around ever since I got here. I don't know how he can keep track of what's going on," Chelsea said, rubbing her stomach.
"I better find out and if he hasn't, I better give them a call. We don't want to loose that job under any circumstance," Gerald said, sounding very much like a photographer's assistant as he took off to check and make sure things were ok with the new perspective client.
"My, he is a bundle of energy," Chelsea said of Gerald, but Daniel wasn't listening. He eyes and ears were focused on his partner.
"That's my man over there," Daniel said with pride in his voice, "can you believe him. Look at him Chelsea." Daniel continued to stare at Chase as he left no doubt in anyone's mind who was in charge, even though he was one of the youngest persons in the room.
Daniel looked at Chelsea when she reply. She was holding her stomach and looked like she was about to get sick.
"You ok Chelsea?" Daniel said.
"Oh I don't know, I have such an upset stomach lately. Every morning I get up and have to throw up. Oh god, where's the bathroom," Chelsea said and put her hand over her mouth, then ran toward what she figured was the Ladies Room. Daniel followed her in. She ran to the nearest commode and Daniel held on to her as she began to vomit.
"Oh, god, I feel terrible," Chelsea said as she wiped her mouth with some toilet paper, "I must be coming down with the flu or something."
"Chelsea, are you sure it's not the 'or something'?" Daniel said to her.
"Oh now wait a minute," Chelsea said, "you're not thinking I am pregnant. Hell, I haven't been with a man since Henry left, oh except Noah."
"Noah? Noah Jordan our contractor? Hmm, did you have sex with him?"
"Of course, dear boy," Chelsea said like it was a given.
"How long has he been, I mean, you and he doing, hell you know what I mean," Daniel stammered.
"Only about a couple weeks now, and there's no way I could get pregnant in that short a time. But oh lord is he some kind of man. He has a schlong on him that goes on forever. Much bigger than Henry's..."
"Henry?" they both said at once as they left the Ladies Room.
"Oh my god, no. Don't say I'm pregnant with Henry's baby?"
"Well, the timing is right. He left about two months ago."
"Oh my god, oh my god," Chelsea said then grabbed her cel phone and walked away all frazzled, but Daniel heard her say that she needed to make an appointment with her doctor right away.
"Damn, Chelsea as a mama?" Daniel smiled to himself, "oh that poor kid," he said then laughed out loud.
It was then that Chase caught Daniel's eye and signaled for him to come over. Daniel walked over to his lover and Chase took him in his arms and kissed him on the lips.
"Hey, everyone," Chase yelled and everyone quieted down, "this stud in my arms is my partner, Daniel Casadini. Say hi to Daniel."
And everyone in unison, said "Hi Daniel." And the hunky guys in their underwear started to whistle. It was then that Daniel noticed there were several of his naked pictures hanging on the walls of the studio. Daniel's jaw dropped and his face turned red. Chase saw this and thought it best to distract everyone.
"Ok, enough of a break, I need a wardrobe change," he yelled then all ten hunky models took off their underwear and stood around naked.
"Where's the wardrobe people? I got 10 hot hunky guys standing here naked. Hmm, on second thought, hold up wardrobe people," Chase joked and everyone laughed as the girls from wardrobe came running with the next change of underwear.
Daniel shook his head as he watched his boyfriend standing there giving out orders, holding the camera upright in one hand and gesturing with the other hand on just how he wanted things done.
"God, he's turning me on," Daniel said to himself, "I better get out of here."
"I have to go, Chase. I need the Escalade. I'm going to take some of our 'shit' to Chelsea's gallery for the opening on Friday. I'll leave the keys to the Z car with Gerald."
"Ok, babe," Chase said not able to really hear what Daniel was saying over the music and the noise from everyone talking at the same time. Daniel leaned in and kissed Chase on the lips as Chase tired to tell the lighting people how he wanted the lights situated for the next shot. Daniel whispered in Chase's ear, "I think Chelsea's pregnant."
"Ok babe ... huh?...What?"
Daniel smiled, but didn't say anymore about it and walked into the office as Gerald just got off the phone.
"Well it's all set for Union Clothes. They will be here next Wednesday about 11 AM. I will have a buffet set up for them."
"I can't believe how you're taking charge here, Gerald. I'm so proud of you," Daniel said.
"Thanks that means a lot," Gerald said and hugged his mentor. "I don't know what will happen though, if I start school."
"We will worry about that later," Daniel said.
"Here's the keys to the Z car, I'm taking the SUV. I need that monster to take our 'shit' to the Gallery. I told Chase, but I don't think he heard me."
"I'll take care of it," Gerald said, "you look freaked out. Go home."
"I don't want to leave you here alone."
"You sound like Nicky now. Shit there must be 50 people out there, I sure the hell ain't alone."
Daniel smiled, kissed Gerald on the lips. "I love you, you know that?"
"Yeah, and I love you too. I owe you so much."
"Nah, you just do good in school and make us all proud."
"Ok, I guess," Gerald said with a smile as Daniel left the office, got into the monster SUV and drove off.
Daniel parked the big Escalade in front of his house. He had just returned from Chelsea's studio where he dropped off more of his sculptures and several of the photographs that Chase chose to exhibit.
He walked into the house and there was a strangeness in the quiet that surrounded him. His photographic mind remembered the last time he was alone in the house. It seemed like a million years ago. He sat down on the couch, enjoying the solitude. Then a sadness swept over him. He felt lonely. He missed his lover laying next to him on the couch. He missed the sound of Gerald and Nick laughing or arguing about who could play the best on their video games. He remembered how he loved to be alone, but now that was all changed. He had family and he really didn't like being alone anymore.
He thought of Chase again and how they would lay naked together on couch. He closed his eyes and his photographic mind had a difficult time remembering life without Chase. Actually he could, but he didn't want to. Life began the day he met Chase.
He pictured Chase standing naked in front of him and Daniel began to rub his hands under his shirt and ran it across his chest and rippled abs. His dick got hard and his hand moved down to his crotch. He stood up and quickly removed his clothes, then sat back down, took his dick in his hand and began to masturbate.
He looked at his weapon and softly ran his hand up the shaft and to the crown and ran his fingers around the edge. His other hand was busy gliding over his chest and abs. His mind was enjoying the sensation of his self-love.
This was the first time he masturbated alone since he met Chase. In fact he realized, it was just a couple days after he "ran into" Chase that he last played by himself. His photographic mind remembered how his daily routine gave him no real pleasure. Now he's sitting in his living room turned on by his own hand and visions of his lover standing in front of him.
His fist wrapped around his hard cock and moved slowly up and down as precum began to trickle out his pee slit. He took his free hand and let the clear sweet liquid drip onto his fingers, then put them in his mouth. Then that hand began to roam his body again, but this time he grabbed onto his ballsack and griped them and pulled them down. He used to do this countless times just to speed things up, but now he used it to do draw more pleasure from his self-inflected love.
"Oh god, that feels good, fuck," he groaned as he tugged on his ample ballsack. Then he let it go and moved further down until his finger found his rosebud, then gently pushed it in up to his knuckle. All the while, his other hand continued to move up and down and around the top of his cock, stimulating his libido. Visions of his lover's mouth over his rigid manhood also helped to stimulate his arousal.
"Oh fuck," Daniel said out loud, as his finger moved in and out of his ass and his other hand moved up and down on his very hard dick. He was close to his orgasm and tried in vain to control it.
"Oh motherfucker," Daniel yelled out, held his breath, and watched as his sperm shot into the air and landed on this chest, stomach and pubic hairs. Daniel kept pumping his hand and watched as his cum began to ooze more of it's precious white liquid over his hand.
He let go of his spent manhood and it flopped onto his belly, still giving up more of his fluid. Daniel took his cum covered hand and licked it clean. He still liked the taste of Chase's cum better than his.
He got up from the couch and went into Gerald's bathroom to clean himself. He looked in the mirror at has muscular body with his spunk sliding down his chest and over the ridges of his abs. He smiled and got a towel and cleaned his body, then threw it in a corner on the floor. He looked again in the mirror and smiled. His body still looked strange without the hair on his chest and abdomen, but he was beginning to get used to it. It had become a ritual that Chase would shave Daniel's body once a week to keep it smooth ... then the fun part, when they would have wild sex.
He walked back into the living room then went into his studio and turned on the lights. He walked over to the sculpture that had a cloth coving it and removed it and revealed the completed maquette of Chase as The Naked Surfer. He looked at the small sculpture in detail and stared at Chase's body on his surfboard riding a big wave and was pleased on how it had turned out.
"Next step, the real thing," Daniel said. His plan to do this statue in bronze was finally coming together. He was pleased with himself.
He covered the maquette, again, then put on the heavy boots that he kept in the corner, and the heavy rubberized apron and covered his arms with the sleeves he had cut out off an old shirt, just for what he was about to do. He walked over to a half finished metal sculpture, got out his blowtorch and put his mask on and began to work on his latest project. A wealthy entrepreneur was paying him, $25,000 for this piece. Yes, Daniel was very pleased with himself.
Several hours later, Daniel heard someone rumbling around inside living room. He turned off the blowtorch and lifted his mask. He looked at the time and it was close to 6PM.
"Damn, I been doing this 4 hours, now," he said to himself. He then took off his mask and sweat dripped down his face as he walked into the living room.
"Hi Gerald," Daniel said, "where's Chase?"
"Hi Daniel, he's still at the studio. He said he was going to have to work late again tonight and I wanted to get home before Nicky got here."
"How did you get here?" Daniel said concerned that he somehow got there on his own.
"Chelsea gave me a ride, but she couldn't come in. She had a doctor's appointment."
Daniel smiled and thoughts of Chelsea as a mother crossed his mind again.
"I'm going to shower," Gerald said.
"Ok, I'm going to finish up in the studio," Daniel said and turned and walked toward the door.
"Nice outfit," Gerald said when he saw Daniel's bare ass. Daniel just wiggled his butt and went back to work.
Gerald walked into the bathroom and took off his clothes. He saw a towel lying in a corner and picked it up to put it in the hamper of dirty towels when he noticed it was stuck together in spots.
"Hmmm, I don't remember beating off and throwing a towel in the corner?" Then he smiled and put it to his nose. "Its not mine or Nicky's. Hmmm, maybe it's Daniel's. Damn, I wish I was here to see him beat off," Gerald said.
He looked at himself in the mirror as it began to fog up from the steam of the shower. He took his hard dick in hand beat off until he came in the same towel as Daniel. He smiled licked some of the cum from the towel, then got into the shower.
Fifteen minutes later, Gerald came out of the bathroom. Nick still wasn't home. He wished they had cel phones so he could call and find out what's keeping him. Then he thought of that girl, Tracie, and his mind started to wander.
"Knock it off, Gerald," he said to himself, then smiled. He walked into his bedroom, put on a pair of shorts, then went to the front door. He decided to wait on the porch for his boyfriend. He sat on the steps daydreaming, when he heard someone calling his name.
"Gerald, yoo woo, Gerald."
Gerald looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Jessica Avery calling him.
"Hi Jessica," he called out, then walked over to her yard.
"I just wanted to say hi, I haven't seen you around lately."
"Oh I been here, just been busy with Chase and his studio."
"Oh yes, Michael told me about that, how wonderful for them. Would you like a cup of tea?"
"Yeah, sure," he said. From Jessica's house he had a good view of his house, so he could see when Nick arrived, so he saw no harm in having tea with Jessica, besides he liked talking with her. He didn't think about Daniel.
"Come into the house and help me bring out the tea pot and the cups. I baked some cookies," Jessica said.
"Great," Gerald said as he followed her into her bungalow.
Meanwhile, Daniel came out of his studio. He had taken off his apron and mask, so he was sweaty and naked.
"Gerald?" he called out, but there was no answer.
"Gerald!" he called out louder. Daniel's heart began to pound when he still had no answer.
"Gerald, where are you?" Daniel ran into his room, then into the bathroom. He was nowhere to be found.
"I shouldn't have left him alone," Daniel said over and over. He had a difficult time breathing. He ran up to his bedroom, but he wasn't up there. He ran down and out to the back yard.
He came back into the house. That's when he noticed the front door was wide open.
"Oh god, oh god, no! Gerald!" Daniel was in full panic mode. "Oh fuck, he took him, he took him," Daniel was having a panic attack.
He put on a pair of shorts and ran out the front door. He franticly looked around. Gerald was still inside Jessica's house, so he didn't see him. Daniel ran back into the house. He couldn't breath, his mind whirled around not sure what to do. He stood in the middle of the living room trying desperately to breath and not pass out.
"I'll call Chase, no I'll call the police. Oh god what did I do," Daniel said in his mind. He managed to pick up the phone to call someone, he wasn't sure who. His hands were shaking, so he couldn't dial anyone even if he knew who to call. His eyes looked up from the phone and glanced out the window. That's when he saw Gerald coming out of Jessica's house. Daniel ran out the door. He was angry at first, but that disappeared quickly as he got closer to Gerald.
"Oh hello, Daniel," Jessica said as Daniel approached her porch.
Daniel's bare chest was heaving, trying to breath.
"Hey, Daniel, I'm having tea with Jessica."
"Would you like some tea, Daniel?"
Daniel couldn't speak he was still in the middle of his panic attack and Chase wasn't there to help him get through it.
"Daniel what's wrong," Gerald said completely oblivious to what he did. He never saw Daniel in a panic attack and didn't know what was happening.
Daniel was still having a hard time breathing and began to make loud gasping sounds for air.
Gerald saw the agony on Daniel's face and saw that he was pale almost to the point of being blue.
"Daniel, what's wrong," he cried out as he too began to panic seeing his Daniel in such distress.
Daniel gasped loudly again and managed to breath some air. He reached out and grabbed Gerald in his arms.
"Don't ever ... do that ... again," he wheezeed out.
Then it dawned on Gerald what he did.
"Oh shit," Gerald said, "I'm sorry, Daniel, I should have told you where I was at."
"My, my, Daniel sit down, you look like you're ready to pass out," Jessica said as she got up from her chair and sat Daniel down.
"I thought he took you," Daniel said as tears flooded his face. This was a good sign because tears come when the panic attack goes.
Gerald held onto Daniel, who slowly was able to gain control of his emotions.
"Daniel are you ok?" Gerald said softly.
"Yeah, now I know you're safe," Daniel said as he began to breath normal.
"Gerald you better take Daniel home," Jessica said.
"I'll be ok now," Daniel said, but he didn't let Gerald go. He felt if he did, Gerald would be taken away.
"Come on, let's go home," Gerald said, "sorry Jessica, maybe we could do this again at another time."
"Oh, of course young man. You too Daniel, you come for tea as well and you take care of yourself."
"I will Jessica, sorry."
Daniel put his arm around Gerald and they walked back into the house. Daniel grabbed Gerald and hugged him tight.
"I know I'm making a fool of myself," Daniel said, "but when you didn't answer my mind just panicked."
"It's ok, Daniel. I'm sorry, I won't do anything like that again, I promise."
Daniel took a deep breath; he felt dizzy and had to leave the room.
"Good, I'm going into my studio and do some more work." Daniel let go of Gerald and headed for the door. He couldn't be angry with Gerald, after all he was just being a 16-year-old kid.
"Daniel."
"Yeah," Daniel said as he opened the studio door.
"Thank you."
"What for?"
"For caring what happens to me."
"We're family now," Daniel said with a slight smile on his face.
Just as he said that, Nick walked in the door.
"Hey, sorry, I'm so late. The coach kept us later than usual," Nick said as he walked up to Gerald and kissed him.
"I was beginning to worry," Gerald said.
"Sorry, babe, I got home as quickly as I could. I didn't even take a shower. Hi, Daniel, you ok? You look kinda pale."
"I'm ok now," Daniel said, as he looked at Nick and Gerald, then headed into his studio. He knew Gerald was in safe hands with Nick around.
"Is everything ok? He looks really bad," Nick said with concern.
"I think he'll be ok. I'll explain what happened when I scrub your back in the shower," Gerald said with a gleam in his eye.
"Hell with scrubbing my back, I want to fuck you in the shower," Nick said with a lusty grin.
Gerald grabbed his hand and pulled Nick into the bathroom.
Daniel sat down in his studio trying to collect his thoughts. He needed a distraction, so he took off his shorts, put his on his rubber apron and his mask, and began to work on his sculpture, again.
Two hours later, Daniel heard the door to the studio open and he turned his head.
"There you are," Chase said.
"Yeah, I'm here. I didn't hear you pull up." Daniel said as he took off his mask. He was feeling better now. Working with his hands usually got him out of his depression. Which accounted for the many sculptures in his possession.
"Gerald told me what happened. You doin' ok?" Chase said then walked up to Daniel and started to put his arms around him, but instead he pulled off the sleeves and untied the rubber apron that adorned his lover's naked body.
"That's better," he said as he let the heavy rubber apron drop to the floor, then took Daniel's naked body in his arms and kissed him.
"You're all hot and sweaty."
"Sorry," Daniel said.
"I'm not," Chase said and began to lick the sweat on Daniel's chest, while looking up into Daniel's eyes. Daniel dick immediately jumped to attention as Chase continued to lick his moist, salty body.
Chase stood straight and let his hands slide over Daniel's chest and rippled abs, wet from sweat and his saliva. Daniel took his hand and grabbed onto Chase's hard dick confined in his shorts. They kissed long and hard, licking each other's lips and tongues.
Chase looked at Daniel naked body then got down on his knees. He turned his lover around and kissed each ass check, licking the sweat as he did. Then he turned him around again and took hold of Daniel's hard cock with one hand, rubbed his other hand over his muscled abs, and looked up at his handsome lover.
"You're amazing, you know that?" Chase said looking up at Daniel.
He didn't wait for a reply, he jus licked the tip if Daniel's dick, letting his precum flow onto his tongue; then swallowed it down to the base while both hands slid over his slick torso. The odor of Daniel's musk was overpowering, but he inhaled it anyway and then moved his hands down and grabbed onto his sweaty balls.
"Oh, Fuck," Daniel gasped as Chase released his cock and began to lick the sweat from his ballsack. Chase took one ball in his mouth and ran his tongue around it. Daniel's body shivered. Chase let go of his balls and swallowed Daniel rigid member again and took another deep breath, while running his hands up and down Daniel's chest and stomach, again. The touch of his body made Chase shiver.
"Oh Fuck baby, oh fuck," Daniel said as his breathing became more rapid. He was close to his orgasm, and he pulled his dick from his lover's mouth, gripped Chase by his shoulders, and pulled him up on his feet, then buried his tongue inside his mouth. The taste of his musk was still on Chase's lips.
"I love you Chase, oh god, I love you so fucking much," Daniel said never leaving this lips from Chase's. "When I saw you at the studio, so much in charge of everything, I wanted to get on my knees and suck your dick right there in front of everyone. I was so turned on, like I am now."
Daniel got down on his knees, bit Chase's dick through his shorts then unbuttoned them and pulled them down. He opened his mouth and devoured Chase's rock hard member and pumped deep in and out as fast as his throat would let him. Chase held onto the back of Daniel's head with one hand and began to fuck his face, forcing his cock down Daniel's throat. Daniel almost choked, but he had learned to control his gag reflexes and continued to allow Chase to have his way with his mouth.
Daniel had his own cock in his hand and beat it to the rhythm of his sucking on his lover's member.
"Oh fuck, I'm going to cum. Oh god Daniel I love you baby, fuck!" Chase yelled out as he filled Daniel's mouth with his thick white spunk. He cummed more than Daniel could swallow and it began to drip from his mouth down his chin and onto his sweaty muscular chest.
Daniel let out a loud groan with Chase's dick still in his mouth as his sperm shot out onto the floor and all over Chase's legs.
Chase's cum finally stopped, Daniel held on to Chase's dick with firm grip and licked it like a lollipop, cleaning as much cum as he could off the sides of his boyfriend still hard manhood. He then swallowed it one more to make sure he got it all.
Having finished with his own orgasm, Daniel stood up and they kissed.
"You have cum on your chin," Chase said, then licked it up on one slurp.
"Let's go get you into the shower," Chase said and kissed his lips again, "besides I'm hungry."
Daniel laughed and kissed his lover again, then they left the studio, and walked into the living room.
Nick and Gerald sat naked on the sofa, trying to hide their erections. They didn't want Chase and Daniel to know they were listening, again, to them having sex.
"Did you guys get a good ear full?" Chase said noticing the boys looking guilty and trying in vain to conceal their erections.
Gerald stood up and pointed to his hard dick, "Yeah, I guess we did," he laughed, bravely.
"You guys are such perverts," Chase said laughing along with Nick and his "little bro".
Gerald walked up to Daniel, "You ok now?"
"Yeah, I fine. Sorry about loosing it like I did."
"That's ok, I promise I will be more considerate," Gerald said then ran his fingers through the cum that was still on Daniel's chest, and put it in his mouth. He leaned into Daniel and said, "Tastes just like I remembered it."
Daniel smiled at this young handsome kid that got into his heart so fast.
"It's not mine," he whispered.
Gerald's jaw dropped, "Hmm, interesting."
"Come on you need a shower. We better wash that cum off your chest before Gerald eats it all," Chase said with a laugh.
Nick's eyes opened wide. He didn't see what Gerald had done.
"We're going to Scotties after we shower, you guys want to come along?"
"Hell yeah," Nick said with Gerald nodding his head in agreement.
"That was a stupid question," Daniel said.
"Yeah I guess it was."
Chase and Daniel walked up to their bedroom and went into the bathroom. Chase turned on the water and they got in and stood under the spray of the shower in each other's arms.
"Are you ok, babe?" Chase asked Daniel.
"Yeah, I'm ok."
"I'm sorry I wasn't there to help you with your panic attack."
"I am too," Daniel smiled then kissed his lover, "I just freaked when I couldn't find him. I thought Andreas took him, Chase. You don't know how that felt. I thought I really fucked up."
"Well the way everyone keeps an eye on him, I don't think Andreas would come with a mile of him."
"We should have kept that detective that Cole hired for us," Daniel said referring to the private detective that watched the house day and night for the first two weeks after Andreas tried to break in.
"Well, I don't think we need that guy anymore. He was hot though," Chase said as he began to wash his lover's chest.
"Hmm, well that he was," Daniel laughed.
He stared at his lover as they continued to wash their bodies.
"You looked so good today at the studio, babe," Daniel said.
"Yeah, I was pretty good. I was scared stiff at first, but damn then things started happen. Everyone was looking to me for the answers. I think I did pretty good."
"You looked very much in charge with all those people running around kissing your ass. And you were having fun too, it was pretty cool."
"It was such a rush, Daniel. I think I'm gonna like this."
"What about those hot models. That had to be a rush too," Daniel said with a laugh.
"One of them wanted to know if I wanted to go out for a drink," Chase laughed.
"That bastard," Daniel laughed, "What did you tell him?"
"I told him I would meet him tonight at midnight," Chase joked and Daniel took him in his arms and kissed him.
"Oh yeah, you told him that," Daniel said laughing as he turned off the water, got out of the shower, and began to dry themselves.
"What did you really tell him" Daniel said.
"I told him my boyfriend would kick both our asses if we did," Chase began to laugh so hard he nearly fell over trying to put on his shorts.
Daniel grabbed onto his lover, "You bet your sweet ass he would," Daniel laughed.
"Come on I'm hungry. Let's go to Scotties."
Charlie and Michael walked naked out of their hotel room. They held each other's hands as they headed toward the Jacuzzi. Charlie's butt was hurting a bit because Michael had fucked him about 3 times since they got there. They only stopped long enough for lunch and dinner.
The cool late night air swept over their bodies, as they approached the bubbling pool, where an older couple relaxed in the steaming waters. The two older gentlemen's eye opened wide when they saw Michael and Charlie with their big dicks. Even soft they were pretty impressive.
Michael got in first and sat down and Charlie followed and sat between his legs resting his body against Michael's chest. Michael's dick began to poke Charlie in his butt. Charlie smiled knowing he was turning Michael on once again and this time in public. Michael kissed Charlie's neck and wrapped his arms around his partner.
"Hi," Charlie said to the two guys who were staring at them.
"Hi," one of them said, "sorry for staring, but its good to see two young people so in love."
"Are we that obvious," Michael said.
"Yeah, you sure are," the other stranger said, "you two make a handsome couple."
"Thanks," Charlie said and wiggled his butt into Michael.
"How long have you two been together," the first man asked.
"About 4 months now," Michael replied.
"Is that all?" Charlie said with a smile, "seems like I've know you all my life."
"That's sweet," the second man said.
"What about you guys. How long for you?" Charlie asked.
"Oh us, we're old hands at this. We've been together 32 years now."
"Wow, 32 years, that's cool. We'll make it that long," Charlie said and Michael held him tighter.
"You know it babe."
"Well, we're going to our room," one of the strangers said.
"Good night and nice meeting you," Michael said.
"Same here, maybe we will see you again."
"You never know," Michael replied, then the two naked strangers got out of the Jacuzzi sporting major erections and walked proudly to their room. Charlie turned around and kissed his lover.
"Do you think in 32 years we will look like those two? I mean they still are in love after all that time."
"I know we will," Michael said then Charlie rested his head on Michael's shoulder.
"Michael"
"Yeah, babe."
"Can we go home?" Charlie asked.
"Now?"
"Yeah."
"Ok, let's go."
The two handsome lovers got out of the Jacuzzi just as a group of naked men, who had too much to drink, approached the pool.
"Oh, you guy's going back to your room? Why don't you join us?" one of the men slurred.
"Sorry, we're going home," Michael said, then turned around and saw that man who talked to them had a raging hard on, and big one at that.
"Maybe another time, guys," Charlie said looking at the guy's big dick.
"Do you want to stay and play?" Michael asked quietly, when he saw Charlie staring at the man's body, especially his dick. Charlie was also staring at the beer that the other guys had in their hands.
"No, I want to go home," Charlie said proudly and he and Michael walked into their room to pack.
It took them less than an hour and a half to get from Palm Springs to Manhattan Beach. Traffic was light because of the late hour and Michael did go way over the speed limit so they could get home quick.
They pulled into the parking garage and Charlie noticed someone was parked in one of Michael's two parking spots.
"Hey, there's someone parked in one of your spots," Charlie said, "I'll key that motherfucker."
"No, no, don't do that," Michael said as he pulled in next to the brown Honda Element SC and stopped the car.
"Why, the bastard shouldn't be parked there," Charlie insisted. Michael reached in his pack that was in the back seat.
"Charlie, the reason you shouldn't key that car, is because it's yours."
"Huh? Mine? My car is a piece of shit. This ain't my ..." Charlie stopped as Michael dangled a set of keys in front of him.
"Welcome home, baby," Michael with a big grin on his face. Charlie, on the other hand, had a pained expression.
"No, no, no, I don't deserve all this, Michael, I'm an alcoholic and a drug addict; I'm a fuck up, I don't deserve to be rewarded for it," Charlie's eyes welled up.
"Charlie, I'm not rewarding you for being an addict and an alcoholic," Michael said as he wiped away Charlie's tears with his hand, "And you're not a fuck up. It's because you need a reliable vehicle to go surfing with your friends and to go to work. It's not like your other place where you could walk where you are needed."
"But..."
"No buts, Charlie. The car is paid for and in your name. Insurance is paid for the next 2 years," Michael said dangling the keys in front of him.
Charlie reached up and grabbed them.
"You're too good to me, Michael, but I love you for it," Charlie said with a half smile. Michael leaned in and kissed him.
"Well, go take a look at it," Michael said.
They got out of the car and Charlie opened the door to his new vehicle and sat in the driver's seat and rubbed the steering wheel.
"Fuckin' Cool," he said softly.
"I take it, you like it then?"
"Yeah, but..."
"Oh, oh another but," Michael interrupted.
"Yeah, Michael, I'm going to make payments to you on this," Charlie said firmly.
"No, Charlie there's no need for that. I have..."
"Michael," this time Charlie interrupted, "I have a job and I know if I really put my mind to it I can make good money at it. And I still plan to go pro on the surfing circuit."
"Charlie, look, I have plenty of money for both of us," Michael protested.
"Michael, I love you for doing this with all my heart, but I won't be a boy toy. I'm going to pay my way," Charlie insisted.
Michael stopped and thought about it a minute.
"Ok, if you want to pay for it, then we will work something out. I just want you to be comfortable and happy here with me. I didn't mean to make you feel like I was your sugar daddy or anything like that and for that I am really sorry."
"Michael, it's you that makes me happy. I don't need things. I love you,"
Charlie said from deep in his heart.
"I love you too, babe," Michael said with a yawn, "let's get inside and go to bed."
"Yeah, I am kinda tired myself," Charlie said as he got out of the car and locked the door and set the car alarm. Michael put his arms around him. He was sorry Charlie wouldn't accept his gift, but he was also proud that his lover wanted to stand on his own two feet.
"Are you too tired for one more shag? You got my dick hard," Michael said as he kissed Charlie.
"Yeah, I think my ass could take it one more time," Charlie said with a laugh.
Michael put his arm around his young partner as the walked into the condo.
"God, I love your place, Michael," Chase said as he walked up to the floor to ceiling window and looked out onto the dimly lit Strand.
"Our place, now, Charlie," Michael said as he took Charlie's hand and led him into the bedroom.
Michael dimmed the lights and put on soft music as Charlie undressed and lay down on the bed; his hard dick curved upwards.
Michael stood at the foot of the bed, admiring his lover's body while removing his clothes. Charlie watched as Michael took of his jockey shorts and stood there naked. His hairy well defined body made Charlie smile from ear to ear.
"God, you're so fucking hot, Michael," Charlie said as Michael slicked his dick with lube.
Michael smiled as he knelt on the bed.
"Roll on your stomach, I want to massage your back."
"Hmmm," Charlie said and rolled over adjusting his rigid dick downward so it would be more comfortable for him.
Michael knelt between his legs and started to massage Charlie's back, but thought better of it and slowly laid his body on top of his young lover. His hard dick rested in Charlie's ass crack and poked at his ballsack.
Michael kissed Charlie's neck, then ran his tongue around the spot he kissed. He maneuvered his dick to the entrance to Charlie's rosebud, put pressure on it, and slid all the way into his lover.
"Wow, this is how it's supposed to be," Charlie said as his body shivered.
"Better than Delvin?" Michael panted while moving his hips up and down inside his lover.
"No contest," Charlie whispered as Michael plunged his dick deep inside Charlie's bowels.
"Oh, Michael fuck me, baby."
Michael put his full weight on top of Charlie, which forced his manhood deeper inside Charlie's hole. Michael grabbed onto Charlie's hands and stretched them above Charlie's head. Michael squeezed Charlie's hands as his thrusts became faster and harder.
Charlie's hands gripped Michael's as he moaned loudly while his lover pleasured his insides.
Michael kissed Charlie's neck again then sucked on the same spot. He moaned as he plowed Charlie's ass.
"Oh Michael, harder, baby, harder."
Michael didn't say anything, he just continued his assault on his lover, knowing he was bringing pleasure to the man he loved.
Charlie's dick was rubbing against the bedsheets and Michael's in and out motion was causing Charlie's body to move forward and backward. That along with Michael's huge cock massaging his prostate, brought Charlie to the edge of his orgasm.
"Oh Michael, Oh Michael," Charlie gasped. Michael knew that meant his young partner was close to cumming. Charlie lifted his head and turned it as much as he could toward Michael and Michael leaned over to meet Charlie's lips and the kissed while Michael continued his thrusts inside his lover's sensitive hole.
Their tongues played inside their mouths when Charlie cried out.
"Oh fuck, Oh, oh," and his spunk shot out onto the sheets.
"Fuck, Charlie," Michael gasped as he began to fill Charlie's hole once again with his hot, slippery sperm, "Oh Charlie, fuck I love you baby, Fuck," he cried out again as he pushed harder and harder inside Charlie's hole. He continued to thrust as he felt the last of his sperm shoot into Charlie's ass, overflowing it as it leaked out his hole and mixed with the sperm Charlie left on the sheets.
Both men, breathed heavy and hard as their lovemaking came to an end. Michael let go of Charlie's hands and with his hips still pushing in and out of Charlie's ass, ran his hands through Charlie's sweaty hair, then kissed the back of his neck again.
"You ok, baby," Michael said to a silent Charlie.
"Yeah," Charlie sniffled.
"You crying?"
"No," Charlie replied obviously trying to hide his tears.
Michael didn't say anything. He pulled his dick from Charlie's ass then turned onto his back. Charlie moved close to him and laid his head on Michael's furry chest.
"It's ok Charlie, let it out. You've been though hell the past few weeks. It's over now baby, we are together for always."
"I love you," Charlie said though his tears.
"Me too baby, me too."
Playa Zipolite is a little known resort beach town on the Pacific Coast of Mexico. It's popular with the younger European crowd because of its inexpensive accommodations, but mostly, because of Playa del Amor, a clothing optional beach. Europeans are a lot less uptight about such things than Americans.
Andreas Muller, who changed his name to Marshall Eddy to hide his identity, rented a large house on the edge of Play Del Amor. It is there one day when he was taking advantage of the nude beach, that he met a 20 year old Swedish student, Nils Olofsen, there on holiday with five of his friends. He was your typical drop dead gorgeous Swede with blonde hair, blue eyes and a body that wouldn't quit. Nils took an instant liking to Andreas or Marshall as he introduced himself to the handsome Swede. Within a few days after they met on that beach, Nils fell under Andreas' spell and moved in with him, abandoning his friends and possibly his future.
Andreas initiated Nils into the strange world of Master/Slave relationships. Little by little, Andreas began his transformation of Nils by piercing his ears in several places and even pierced both his nipples. There were other places he wanted to pierce Nils, like his eyebrow and his naval along with a Prince Albert, but he didn't want to frighten him away. He decided to wait for the right moment. He cut Nils hair really short to the point he looked bald. Consciously or subconsciously, Andreas was turning Nils into Gerald.
Their lovemaking became increasingly violent, but unlike Gerald, Nils loved it. He loved it all, the piercings, the slave lock and chain around his neck, the degradation and abuse.
Nils stood naked in front of the mirror and admired his piercings and the trinkets Andreas put in them. He fondled his soft penis by holding it in his hand and staring at the tip. Earlier that day Andreas told Nils that he wanted to give him a Prince Albert. Until that time, he didn't know what a Prince Albert was. He let his penis flop onto his ball sack and began to rub his chest and nipple rings again.
A naked Andreas walked into the room and came up behind the young Swede and put his arms around him.
"You like those baubles , my Gerald?" Andreas said.
"Yes, very much, Marshall," Nils said in broken English as he continued to stare at himself in the mirror, "but why do you call me Gerald, when you know my name is Nils."
"Gerald was my son," Andreas said with a strange smile on his face, "and you remind me of him."
"Oh? What happened to him?"
"He was a bad boy and ran away. But now I have you," Andreas whispered, then kissed Nils neck and ran his hand up and down his "boy's" chest and abs.
"Here, Gerald, take this," Andreas said as he opened his free hand and gave Nils a pill. Nils took it without questioning.
"Good, my Gerald, now come lay down and I will show you how good boys get rewarded."
"Yes Sir," Nils said like a good slave boy.
Nils lay down on the bed and Andreas lay next to him and began to run his hand over his young Swede.
"You have such a beautiful body, Gerald," Andreas said as his fingers circled Nils' nipple rings. Andreas leaned into Nils and kissed his lips while his hand moved down to his rigid cock and gripped it. His hand moved faster and faster while his mouth covered Nils' lips. Nils was fast approaching his orgasm.
"Master, I am to cum," Nils said as his sperm shot into the air and landed on his stomach and oozed on Andreas' hand. "Master, I am sorry, you made me cum, I couldn't hold it."
"I wanted you to cum, Gerald," Andreas said then took his cum covered hand and roughly wiped it on Nils' lips, chin and face, forcing his fingers into his mouth.
"That's it suck on my fingers, pig boy," Andreas said.
Nils licked his lips and sucked on Andreas' fingers. Andreas licked up the cum on Nils stomach, held it in his mouth, then moved up to Nils' lips and deposited the cum on his tongue. They both smiled
"Do you love me, my Gerald," Andreas whispered in Nils' ear.
"Yah, I do my master," Nils said as Andreas held onto his soft dick.
"My Gerald, I think it's time," Andreas said.
"Time for what," Nils asked with his Swedish accent.
Andreas got up and went to another room and came back with a pan of hot water that had some strange looking tools in it.
Andreas set the pan next to the bed, took a cloth and dipped it into the hot water, wrung the excess water out, then proceeded to clean Nils from the sperm that still was on his body. He paid particular attention to Nils' soft penis making sure the tip was cleaned thoroughly. He took a towel and dried it.
"Everything will be ok now Gerald. You will a feel little pain and it will be all over with."
"Marshall, sir, what are you going to do to me," Nils said. His head was fogged and he could barely make out what Andreas was doing.
"What is wrong with me. I feel dizzy. I can't see," Nils said.
"It's the pill I gave you. It will relax you."
Nils found he was too relaxed and couldn't move. He was at Andreas' mercy.
Andreas took Nils' soft penis into his hand.
"You have a beautiful penis my Gerald. I will make it even more beautiful."
That's when Andreas removed a strange looking tool from the hot water, a tool that was a long hollow tube with a tapered point, along with a very large needle. He also took out a 10-gauge titanium circular barbell as jewelry to complete the Prince Albert.
"No, sir, please," Nils said like a frightened child.
"It will only hurt for a short time, then it will be all over. It would please me to see you with this jewel in your penis," Andreas said softly.
"Yes, sir," Nils whimpered. The drug made him helpless, he couldn't fight it, so he gave in to Andreas' wishes.
Andreas took the tube and the needle and got closer and closer to Nils penis. Nils closed his eyes as the steel tip touched his dick.
Nils scream echoed off the cliffs over Play del Amor.
To Be Continued
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