Naked Surfer

The Naked Surfer Chapter 3 By John Josept

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The following story deals with explicit gay sex between men. If this type of material offends you, or you are under the age allowed by the state or region you reside in or you live in an area where this type of material is not legal, you must please leave and not go any further.

This is a work of fiction meant for private enjoyment and in a fictitious world as this is, HIV, AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases do not exist, and so safer sex is not needed. Unfortunately, in the real world these diseases do exist, so please do yourself a favor and everyone you come in contact with, practice safer sex, use a condom.

I dedicate this and everything I do to my partner, who goes through hell just to be with me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh Fuck," Daniel screamed.

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

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

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

"Cum inside me Chase."

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

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

"I love you too, Daniel."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chase leaned down and kissed the spot he just hit.

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

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

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

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

"Hello," Daniel said into the phone.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Daniel," Marty yelled.

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

Slowly Daniel started to breathe normal again.

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

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

Finally it dawned on Daniel.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What's gaydar?" Chase asked.

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

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

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

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

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

"Sounds great, thanks." Chase said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What's a PA?" Daniel asked.

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

"No, Shit!" Daniel said in amazement.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Who does that belong to?" Daniel asked.

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

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

"You fix cars, too?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I guess," Chase replied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Good night, Daniel."

"Good night, Chase"

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

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

To Be Continued