Naked Surfer

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

This is a work of fiction meant for private enjoyment and in a fictitious world as 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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****************************** RE-CAP FROM CHAPTER 33 ******************************

"Come on boys let's get out of here," Daniel said as they opened the door into the hall and a bunch of students and teachers were standing there. One of the students was Jenny and one of the teachers was Dave Mason.

"We heard every word, Daniel. Finally we got him," Dave said.

"Yeah, he cant get away with talking like that," Jenny yelled and the students in the hall began to shout.

It was then that Detective Stanley, along with Chase and Ryan, walked into the school. Daniel and the boys went to meet him.

"Hi Daniel," Detective Stanley said, as he reached out his hand to Daniel, who greeted him back. Chase went to his partner and put his arm around his waist. Ryan looked around for Tad, but didn't see him. "Gerald, Nick, its good to see you too. Did Daniel explain what's going on?" Everyone stopped to their shouting and wondered why there was a police detective talking with Nick and Gerald and his dad.

"No I hadn't had a chance," Daniel said, "we seem to be having a problem with a homophobic Assistant Principal."

Daniel turned around and saw that Mr. March was still standing at the door to his office.

"You haven't heard the last of this, March," Daniel shouted. Mr. March slammed the door, then Jenny started to stir up the crowd again.

"Ok guys, let's go, I'll explain what's going on in the car," Detective Stanley said.

"Ryan!" Tad shouted out as he pushed his way through the crowd when he saw his friends leaving the building.

"Tad, good you're here," Ryan said with a serious look on his face.

"What's going on? Someone just said the police are here taking Nick and Gerald away."

"No, its nothing like that. Come on," Ryan said as they left the building with the rest.

"Where we going?" Gerald asked loudly, and stopped in his tracks, "I'm not going anywhere until someone tells me where we're going!"

"The morgue," Detective Stanley answered as they headed toward the car.

The Naked Surfer By John Josept Chapter 34

Daniel, Gerald and Nick got into the police cruiser while half of the student body watched, most thinking that the boys were under arrest. Ryan and Tad got into Chase's SUV and both vehicle headed toward the county morgue.

"Why we going to the morgue?" Gerald asked with a shaky voice, "Dad what's going on?"

Detective Stanley looked at Daniel who was sitting in the front seat. He was puzzled by the "Dad" reference.

"I've adopted Gerald," Daniel said, noticing the look on Detective Stanley's face.

"Oh, that's great. Glad he's got a good home. After what he's been through he deserves it."

"What's going on, goddamn it," Gerald snapped in a panic because he was being taken somewhere by the police.

"Gerald, calm down. Detective Stanley will explain," Daniel said firmly.

"Sorry, Dad, but we're in a police car and I'm scared and I don't like where we're going," Gerald said while Nick had his arm around his shoulders and held his hand tightly.

"Ok, here's what's going on," Detective Stanley started, "Besides his apartment in West LA, we got a warrant to search Andreas Muller's property in Malibu. He has a big house there on about 10 acres of land, so it took us a long time to do the searching, not just the house, but the land surrounding it."

"I never knew he had a place in Malibu," Gerald said, "He never mentioned it."

"Did you find anything important, like where the fuck the bastard's at?" Nick asked with an edge to his voice.

"Calm down Nick," Daniel said.

"Sorry," Nick replied.

"Well, we found some leads on his whereabouts, but nothing concrete," Detective Stanley continued while taking a deep breath, "What we did find was the naked bodies of two male Caucasians, buried on the property. We think one of them is Sam, but we're not sure who the other one is.

"A preliminary autopsy was performed and it was determined they both died in the same manner. There were rope burns on their wrists and ankles, just like you said with Sam, Gerald, and they were both suffocated to death after they were drugged. There were also traces of dried seamen in their anal cavity, suggesting they were both raped before they were killed. Just like you also said of Sam, Gerald."

"Why am I going to the morgue," Gerald asked, but he already knew the answer.

"We need you to identify the bodies, or at least one of them."

"Dad, do I have ta?"

"Gerald you don't have to do anything, but if there is something that you can do to help the police with their investigation to find Andreas, then you really should," Daniel advised his son.

"Ok, I guess. You'll come with me?"

"Sure, don't worry about that," Daniel said. Detective Stanley looked at Daniel and smiled at how Daniel handled his adopted son.

"I'm coming too," Nick whispered in Gerald ear, "I won't let anything happen to you."

"You better," Gerald said with a nervous grin.

Several minutes later, they were in downtown Los Angeles and pulled into the parking garage of the LA County Morgue. Chase was right behind them in the Escalade when they parked their vehicles.

Everyone got out of the cars and headed to the lobby. Ryan was a bit hesitant about going in considering his distrust of the police, but he went to support his best friend.

"You ok, Gerry?" Ryan whispered and put his arm around Gerald.

"Yeah, I guess, but how you doing?" Gerald said concerned for Ryan as they walked into the lobby of the building.

"I'm ok, but all these cops, damn I keep seeing flashes of that day?"

"Me too," Gerald said, "but try and put it out of your mind and if you want to wait outside, I'll understand."

"No, I won't abandon you this time."

"You never abandoned me Ry. There's nothing that could have been done," Gerald said. Ryan just looked away. He knew in his heart what happened.

Daniel heard the exchange between his son and Ryan and wondered what that was all about. He was determined to find out though, even if that meant getting Donnie involved.

Detective Stanley showed his badge at the front desk. Several officers were called to greet them. They questioned Gerald for a bit under the watchful eye of Daniel, who no matter what, would not let Gerald go though this alone.

They got into an elevator and went up a few floors and walked into what looked alike a hospital corridor complete with nurse's station. Without a word, they followed Detective Stanley to a stark room with bright florescent lights. Gerald's eyes squinted and seemed to hurt from the brightness. He was nervous, but for some reason he was not scared. In the room was a woman who introduced herself as Mary Monroe, a forensic technician who would lead them into the room with the bodies.

"Ok, we're ready to go into the morgue now," Mary said, "What you will see are two bodies on gurneys that are each covered with a sheet. We will uncover one body at a time so you can identify them. Now, they were in the ground for quite a while with no protective covering and their bodies started to decay so there was some decomposition, in other words it's not a pretty sight."

"We really need for you to do this Gerald," Detective Stanley added, "You think you're up to it?"

"Yeah, I guess," Gerald said, "my Dad and Nicky come with me, right?"

"Yeah your dad of course, and I kinda figured you would want Nick with you too," Detective Stanley said as he nodded his ok to Mary. He remembered how Nick had to be with Gerald when he was questioned about the Andreas break in attempt.

The door opened to the room where the bodies lay. Daniel had his arm around Gerald's shoulders and Nick held his boyfriend's hand. Mary and Detective Stanley led the way. There was also an attendant behind them in case Gerald got sick or passed out from the gruesome site. Chase, Ryan and Tad came into the room as well, but stood in the background.

In the middle of the room were the two gurneys with a body on each one, covered by a sheet, just like Mary Monroe said.

Without a word they approached the first table. Gerald held his breath and hoped he wouldn't get sick or have nightmares from the sight, or worse, that the body wouldn't sit up and want to suck his brain or anything crazy like that.

Then Mary slowly lifted the sheet from the first body. Daniel and Nick cringed, but Gerald surprisingly was not fazed. He looked closely at the body that was cleaned up. He stared at the face that had no nose and some other very graphic signs of decay.

"Yeah, that's Sam," Gerald said sadly, "Poor Sam, he seemed like a nice guy." Chase came up behind Daniel and looked at the body.

"Fuck, that's gross!" Chase said.

"Yeah, look by his face, and look, it started to rot right there," Gerald said pointing to a rather gruesome looking spot just below the right eye.

"You sure that's Sam," Detective Stanley said, surprised at how Gerald was not disturbed by the sight in front of him. No one was paying attention to Nick, though, as he began to sway.

Mary covered Sam's body and moved to the next table. She grabbed the end of the sheet and removed it to expose the head. Even though Sam's body was in the ground much longer, this body was more decomposed around the face than Sam's. Daniel, Chase and Nick turned away, but Gerald stared at him. His eyebrows furrowed and he thought hard as he looked at the body in front of him.

"You look familiar," Gerald said to the body as he moved in closer to the head trying to picture the face without the holes in it, "like some one... who was at the gallery?" He looked toward his dad and Chase.

"Huh," Daniel and Chase said at the same time then turned and looked again.

"Holy shit, it's Henry!" Chase exclaimed.

"You know this guy?" Detective Stanley asked surprised that Chase and Daniel were the ones to know him.

"Yeah, its Henry Beauchamp," Daniel said, "Poor Chelsea."

It was then, they heard Nick, who could no longer handle the sight of the dead bodies, gasp and fall to the floor.

"Nicky?" Gerald said as he saw his boyfriend passed out on the floor. The attendant came to his aid and Tad and Ryan helped him up. Gerald took him in his arms, while the rest of the group stood by for support.

"Shit, what happened?" Nick asked in a daze and totally disorientated. His face was as white as the sheets that covered Sam and Henry.

"You passed out because of the dead bodies?" Gerald said and let go of Nick to show him the body again.

Nick turned toward Henry, took another look, gasped, and promptly passed out again. This time Daniel grabbed him before he hit the floor.

"My big brave boyfriend," Gerald said with a smile.

Daniel helped Nick out of the room and sat him down on a chair where everyone gathered around him.

"Nicky are you ok?" Gerald asked as the color was slowly coming back to the face of his lover. Gerald sat down next to Nick and put his arm around him and Nick laid his head on his shoulder. Daniel sat down next to him and rubbed his back.

"I'm so fucking embarrassed," Nick muttered.

Daniel laughed, "Don't worry about it Nick, it was pretty gross."

"Candy ass," Chase teased.

Gerald leaned into his boyfriend and whispered in his ear.

"I still think you're the sexiest man alive. You got me hard," he said with a grin because he found Nick had a vulnerable spot.

Nick smiled and felt movement in his groin and the blood started to flow to his brain. Nick held his boyfriend's hand tighter.

Detective Stanley came over with a glass of water and handed it to the still uneasy young jock. Nick took a drink.

"How ya doing Nick?" he said.

"Oh, I'm ok," Nick said looking down and still feeling embarrassed.

Detective Stanley crotched down in front of Nick and said quietly, "I'll tell ya a secret. The first dead body I saw, I upchucked on my lieutenant's shoes. Boy was he pissed. They had to send me home. I almost quit the Police Force that day."

"Really?" Nick said.

"So don't worry about what happened. At least you didn't throw up on anyone's shoes," Detective Stanley said with a smile. This made Nick feel a bit better.

Detective Stanley stood up and turned to Daniel and Chase.

"I'll need you guys to sign a statement about the deceased, Henry Beauchamp and Gerald, I'll need your statement too about Sam."

"I don't understand what Henry had to do with Andreas. And why would he kill him?" Daniel asked as he and Chase walked to a desk that had the paperwork.

"Well, this is an ongoing investigation. We now have two bodies that Andreas is connected with, no telling how many more we will find. We have to catch this nut case before he does anyone else harm. Hopefully, the more we find out about this Henry Beauchamp, we'll come up with the motive."

Daniel and Chase told the detective all they knew about Henry for the record. As they waited for their statement to be transcribed onto paper, Daniel turned to Detective Stanley to ask him a question that has been weighing on his mind.

"Detective Stanley do you think Andreas is still in this area?" Daniel asked when the investigation was over.

"To tell you the truth, he could be anywhere, but I don't think he's around here. He could be in another state or maybe across the border into Mexico by now."

"Mexico?" Daniel and Chase exclaimed at the same time.

"We've alerted the Mexican police about it, but so far no leads there either," Detective Stanley said.

"Hmmm," Chase muttered.

"What's wrong?" Daniel asked.

"Umm, something happened in Mexico when Gerald and I was there the other day," Chase began, "something that I haven't even told you yet, Daniel."

"What's that?" Daniel said with a puzzled look on his face.

"Does it have something to do with this case?" Detective Stanley asked.

"Well, it could, but I thought it was just Gerald over reacting again," Chase said as he looked across the room at Gerald to make sure he didn't hear him.

"What happened Chase?" Daniel said upset his partner didn't tell him something that happened to his adopted son.

Chase turned to Detective Stanley and explained. "We were in this town in Mexico called Playa Zipolite. There was this large house right on the beach that I thought would be good for some interior shots of the models. We went in there to take a look and Gerald kinda freaked because the place...well... smelled like Andreas? At least that is what he said."

"Smelled like Andreas?" Detective Stanley asked.

"Yeah, he said he smelled Andreas' Prada Cologne and I had to get him out of the house because he was in such a panic.

"Why didn't you tell me this before," Daniel asked obviously upset with Chase.

"I'll tell ya when we get home," Chase said a bit annoyed that Daniel would be so upset about this.

"This could be a lead, boys. I'll contact the Mexican authorities about this and maybe they could check the place out."

"Oh and there was a large bloodstain on the floor of the bedroom," Chase added.

"Hmm, that could be good to check out, maybe get some DNA," Detective Stanley said. Then they brought the paperwork in for Chase and Daniel to sign. Gerald, who was still sitting with Nick, and didn't hear the exchange between Detective Stanley, Chase and Daniel, was called over to sign his statement as well.

After that, Detective Stanley thanked everyone and told them they could go home if they wanted to. He leaned in and quietly told Chase and Daniel he would let them know about the lead in Mexico. So the group left the building and got into Chase's SUV and headed toward the freeway.

The boys were in the back seats laughing and joking and teasing Nick about his getting sick over the dead bodies. In the front seat, however, Daniel and Chase were not speaking. Daniel was noticeably upset that Chase didn't tell him about what happened to Gerald in Mexico and Chase could feel it. He reached over to grabbed Daniel's hand, but Daniel pulled away and gave Chase a sharp look. Chase didn't say anything. He never saw Daniel so angry.

They pulled up in their driveway and Daniel got out of the car and immediately went into the house. The boys hadn't noticed anything wrong yet because they were still teasing Nick.

Nick quickly followed Daniel and got into the house just in time to see him as he reached the top of the stairs to the bedroom. He raced up to his lover to try and calm him down.

Daniel stood staring out the window. His body was shaking he was so angry.

"How could you not say anything to me about this, Chase?" Daniel said trying to control his temper.

"I'm sorry Daniel, I was going to tell you, but at the time I didn't think that much of it," Chase said trying to defend himself.

Daniel snapped around and faced his lover. "My son, has this trauma about the man that's trying to kill him and you didn't think that much of it?" Daniel was slowly loosing control. His newly formed father instincts were in protect mode, "What else happened that you didn't tell me?"

"Look Daniel it was nothing, when we got back to the hotel Gerald was still freaked so I laid on the bed to calm him down, he started to beat himself off so I joined him. That seemed to do the trick," Chase said and tried to take his lover in his arms, but Daniel was not having any of it. His rage was now out of control.

"You beat him off?" Daniel said and his face began to flush.

"No Daniel, we beat ourselves off, he seemed to need something like that, he..."

"What else did you do to him?" Daniel was breathing hard and his fists were clinched.

"Nothing Daniel," Chase said beginning to get upset himself.

"Did you fuck him?" Daniel accused.

"No, we just beat off, goddamn it."

"I don't believe you," Daniel barked poking at Chase's chest, "you fucking bastard, you fucked my son. You been wanting to do that ever since he got here, you fucking pervert. Have you been doing this all the while?" Daniel said. His eye's were ablaze as he kept pushing Chase backwards.

"Daniel knock it the fuck off, what's got into you?" Chase said.

Daniel's mind was completely out of control. All he could think about was that his lover fucked his son. Then he snapped and grabbed Chase by the neck and slammed him into the wall. His muscled arms were straining as he held Chase by the neck squeezing tightly. Chase's eyes opened wide, his face flushed and he exploded into anger. Visions of he father doing the same thing to him flashed through his head.

"Take...your fucking hands...off me," Chase said with his fists clinched.

Daniel looked at his hand around Chase's neck and immediately let go, "Oh God, Chase, what am I doing, I'm sorry," he said as he realized he was acting irrationally.

"Fuck you, Daniel," Chase said and pushed his lover away and headed for the stairs, "and I didn't fuck your son."

"Chase wait, I'm sorry," Daniel said, still not sure why he got so angry.

"Go to hell," he yelled and ran down the stairs rubbing his neck.

"Oh shit, oh shit," Daniel said and paced the bedroom wondering why he was so out of control. He then heard Chase's SUV start up and pull out of the driveway. He sped down the stairs, and swung open the front door, but it was too late he had already gone.

"Dad, what happened, why were you and Chase fighting?" Gerald asked. The boys heard the yelling, but couldn't tell what it was about.

"Nothing, nothing," Daniel said franticly, "Did Chase say where he was going?" Daniel was trying to hold it together, but the boys saw he was loosing it.

"He threw his surfboard in the car and said he needed to be alone," Ryan said.

Daniel stood there and thought, then it dawned on him where Chase was headed.

Daniel went upstairs grabbed his keys then ran back down, "You guys are on your own, I don't know when we'll be back."

"Where you going Dad?"

"Going to find Chase," he said and left the house, got into his Z car and sped off.

"Nicky, do you think they'll break up?" Gerald said as he watched his dad's car turn the corner.

"Don't worry Ger, nothing will break those two up," Nick said not sure if what he said was really true.

Chase had a good head start on Daniel, but he knew he would be going to his secret beach to surf. The further south he traveled the darker the skies got as the rain clouds began to move in again.

By the time Daniel got to Laguna Beach, a full downpour was in progress. As he turned into the dirt road to Chase's secret beach, he saw Chase's SUV and pulled up behind him. Chase was still sitting in the driver's seat with the engine running. Daniel got out of his car and approached the passenger side and knocked on the window. Chase knew he was there, but didn't look at him, he just stared out the side window. He was too hurt and too angry, but he unlocked the door so Daniel could get out of the rain. Daniel opened the door and got in. There was silence between the two lovers who normally would talk things out. The sound of the rain, as it pelted the roof of the Escalade, was the only sound for what seemed like several minutes, but in reality were just a few seconds.

"I don't know how to handle being a father, Chase," Daniel began, "I wanta do things right, but I don't know right from wrong anymore when it comes to Gerald. What I do know is what I said and did to you was wrong, oh so wrong in so many ways, Chase. I'm sorry. And I didn't mean anything I said. I know you didn't fuck Gerald; my mind went blank. I don't know why I said those things. They just poured out of my mouth like someone else was saying them. You're a good man and what you did was right. Gerald is a special person with special needs and you saw that."

Chase continued to look out his side window. His anger seemed to ease up at the man he loved.

There was another pause that seemed like a long time to Daniel.

"Chase please say something, even if it's to get out of your fucking car, just don't shut me out."

While still looking out the side window Chase reached his hand out to Daniel, stopping Daniel's plea. Daniel took his lover's hand and held it tight. Chase finally turned and looked at his lover. His eyes were welled up.

"I'm sorry for what I did with your son, Daniel and I promise I won't do that again, just don't be angry with me anymore," Chase said with a lump in his throat.

"No, Chase, no, you did the right thing. Gerald needs a big brother and that's you. Do what you two feel like; it's the right thing. I was wrong, Chase, if you two what to masturbate together then do it," Daniel said. He knew for sure this was right. Chase got up from his seat and moved across the consol to his lover and kissed his lips hard and with passion.

"Chase, I want you inside me," Daniel said breathing hard, "right here in the car, fuck me please, then I'll know everything is alright between us."

Chase kissed his lover hard on the lips again, and felt his erection begin to grow. The seats are down in the back of the big SUV to accommodate his surfboard, so there was plenty of room.

"Fuck me now, Chase."

Chase didn't say anything; he just took his lover in his arms and kissed him, then smiled as he led him to the back.

There was two blankets in the corner of the SUV and Chase grabbed one and spread it out on the floor. They both knelt on the blanket and kissed, while their tongues stirred the juices in their mouths.

They let go of their lips and Daniel pulled off Chase's T-Shirt. Daniel noticed it was the same T-Shirt Chase was wearing when they first met. He smiled as that thought brought his semi-hard-on to a full and rigid erection.

Daniel didn't say anything at first while his hands roamed Chase's chest and stomach. He still marveled on how smooth his skin was.

"I love you, Chase," Daniel whispered then grabbed Chase by the shoulders, pulled him closer to him, then kissed his lips, shooting his tongue back into his lover's mouth. Chase pulled Daniel close to him, wrapped his arm tightly around him and moaned loudly.

They broke their kiss and Chase unbuttoned Daniel's shirt, opened it, and gently pulled it off the shoulders of his hard body.

"Fuck," Chase said as he ran his hands over Daniel muscular chest and abs, "I'm the luckiest fucker on this planet to have you in love with me."

Daniel smiled then pulled his lover into him letting their naked torsos rub against each other while their lips locked into another passionate kiss.

Daniel let go, then laid down on his back on the blanket. Chase knelt over him, letting his hands roam Daniel's body. His fingers circled Daniel's nipples then ran over each ridge of his 8 pack. His hands continued down to Daniel's crotch that was still hidden under his shorts. His hard cock poked at the fabric as Chase took hold of it and smiled. He let go then ran his hand down to Daniel's feet and untied his shoes and pulled them off along with his socks and threw them into a corner. Then, he went right for Daniel's belt and undid it and pulled off his shorts, exposing Daniel's naked body with his cock pointing straight up.

"Fuck," Chase gasped as his eyes scanned his lover's body. A smile spread from ear to ear as his gaze stopped at Daniel's handsome face.

"Fuck me, Chase," Daniel whispered over the sound of the rain hitting the top of the Escalade. Chase quickly removed his shorts and lay on top of his lover. At first he kissed his lips, then ever so slowly began to move downward toward his neck, kissing and licking as he did. Downward he continued sucking on each nipple, then his abs and didn't stop until he swallowed his lover's hard, dripping cock. His lips slid down the shaft until his nose was buried in Daniel's trimmed bush. Chase took a deep breath and drank in the odor of Daniel's musk.

"God damn, Chase," Daniel cried out as Chase moved up and down on his lover manhood. With his dick still in his mouth, Chase looked up at Daniel and they stared into each other's eyes as he rubbed his hands over his body.

Slowly Chase slid his mouth from Daniel's cock and knelt back up and reached into a small compartment and pulled out a bottle of lube he kept there for when he and Daniel would sneak off to this very beach just outside the SUV.

Daniel smiled and raised his legs, as Chase coated his dick with the slick liquid.

Chase moved himself into position and set his cock at the entrance to Daniel rosebud.

"I love you, Daniel," Chase said as he pushed his rigid member past his lover's tight muscle.

"Fuck," Daniel gasped as his head moved back, while Chase continued to slide inside.

With his dick now fully inside Daniel's hole, Chase lay down on top of his lover and continued to kiss him as his hips began to move up and down.

Chase stopped his motion, released his lips from Daniel's and smiled.

"Now, Chase, now," Daniel said. Chase fully understood what he meant and pulled his cock nearly all the way out, then plunged all the way back in. He did it again, then again, but with more thrust.

"Oh yeah, harder, baby," Daniel called out. Chase smiled again then began to plow harder and deeper inside his lover.

Daniel was lost in lust and passion as Chase continued his attack on his butthole.

"Fuck," Daniel yelled out as Chase pumped harder and faster. Sweat began to drip from Chase's face onto Daniel's chest as he worked it more and more.

"Oh fuck, Daniel. I'm going to cum," Chase announced.

"Go for it," Daniel gasped trying to catch his breath.

"Oh Fuck!" Chase cried out as his first load shot into his lover's hole without mercy, "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Chase called out over and over as his spunk continued to flow inside his lover's bowels. He gave one last thrust to make sure he had no more sperm to let go. He was about to collapse on top of Daniel when Daniel cried out.

"Suck me, Chase, swallow my load," Daniel said. Chase pulled his softening cock from Daniel's ass then opened his mouth and swallowed Daniel's swollen cock just in time for him to let loose.

Load after load of jizz slid into Chase's mouth. Daniel cummed like he hadn't cum in weeks and Chase swallowed as he let loose.

"Oh fuck Chase, yeah," Daniel shouted as more and more of his cum filled his lover's mouth. Chase pumped wildly until he could not taste anymore of his lover's sweet juices, but he kept his dick in his mouth even though he felt it getting soft.

Finally, realizing there was no more spunk Daniel was going to give up, not even a drop, Chase let go of his lover's now soft dick. He knelt back up, smiled, then grabbed the other blanket and covered their bodies as he lay next to the man he loved.

For a long time, the two lovers lay naked in the back of the big Escalade clutching each other under the blanket without saying a word.

"So isn't make-up sex great," Chase joked finally breaking the silence. Daniel didn't laugh.

"Sex is always great with you, Chase, but I don't want to do make-up sex ever again. I was out of control and I don't like that especially since it was you that I was mad at. I love you Chase and that is forever, but I need your help and understanding on how to handle Gerald and how to be a good father."

"I will babe and if anything like that happens again between Gerald and me, I will let you know right away. I love you too Daniel and you're right, fighting sucks and not in the good way."

Chase rested his head on Daniel's chest and ran his hands over his stomach.

"Hmm stubble is starting to grow on you abs. I think its time for another shaving session," Chase said with a smile.

"Well I think that could be arranged," Daniel said knowing that usually led to some very wild sexcapades, "but we better get back home, the boys were worried about us. They heard us fighting."

"Oh fuck'em, let them worry. It builds character," Chase joked, "Let's you and me go get something to eat, maybe even get a hotel room for the night. This way we could fuck all night and not have to worry about those boys beating off down stairs while listening to us having sex."

"Yeah, they do seem to do that a lot don't they? To tell you the truth, I find that a real turn on," Daniel laughed.

"Me too," Chase added and they both began to laugh as the held each other tight.

"Ok, lets eat and then go fuck some more, but I will call the boys and tell them everything is alright," Daniel hesitated, "Everything is alright, isn't it?"

"You bet your sweet ass it is," Chase said and grabbed onto Daniels hard butt cheeks.

"Good," Daniel said and kissed his lover, sat up, then grabbed his shorts and took out his cel phone and dialed the house number.

"Hello"

"Gerald it's me."

"Dad is everything ok? You and Chase ain't breaking up are ya? Please don't. I love you both and I don't want to be a product of a broken home. I just..."

"Gerald stop and let me talk."

"Sorry dad, its just when I get nervous and scared I ramble on and on, just ask Nicky, he'll ..."

"Gerald listen," Daniel said trying not to laugh at his son, "Everything is fine with Chase and I. We're going to get something to eat and then we're going to get a hotel room for the night, you guys will be on your own. So, you will have to make your own breakfast in the morning before school."

"Nick and I ain't going to school tomorrow remember?"

"Oh yeah I forgot and I still have some unfinished business with your assistant principal. Well, we'll try and get home really early tomorrow morning then."

"Ok dad. I'm glad you and Chase are ok. I love you both."

"We love you too son."

They said their good-byes and disconnected their phones.

"Everything is ok for us to fuck all night," Daniel said with a smile, then kissed his lover.

Back at the house, Gerald went into the living room where Tad, Ryan and Nick were watching TV. It was pouring rain outside and the fireplace had a blazing fire burning, warming their naked bodies.

"Everything's fine with Daniel and Chase," Gerald announced relieved that his dad and Chase were not breaking up.

"See I told ya," Nick said as Gerald sat down on the couch next to him. Nick put his arm around him and Gerald leaned into him.

"They're going to stay at a hotel tonight."

"Ah, make up sex," Ryan laughed.

"Yeah, that's pretty hot," Nick said and kissed his boyfriend. They both remembered the night after they nearly broke up and what great sex they had.

"What's on TV" Gerald asked, bring him down from his thoughts and trying to control his erection.

"Crap," Tad answered.

They all sat there watching the screen in silence, when Gerald spoke up.

"You know what?" Gerald said.

"What," Nick answered as Gerald got the attention of his friends.

"We have the house all to ourselves all... night... long...and no school tomorrow."

With that, Nick pounced on his lover and buried his tongue down his throat, as Gerald wrapped his arms and legs around his lover, there on the couch.

Ryan looked over at Tad and stood up and walked over to him, then put out his hand. Ryan dick was pointing directly at Tad and all Tad could do was stare at the beautiful weapon.

"You want to join them?" he asked seductively.

Tad wanted to say no, but he looked up at Ryan and melted. Without saying a word he got on his feet put his arms around Ryan and kissed him. They broke their kiss then walked over to Gerald and Nick who were still kissing on the couch.

"Move over boys we're joinin' you," Ryan said as he and Tad got on their knees and each swallowed a dick.

An hour later, Tad got up from the floor and walked into the bathroom as the rest lay there exhausted from their sexual adventure. Tad had ended up on the floor while everyone knelt over him and cummed on his face, aiming for his mouth. Ryan was the only one we stuck his dick in his mouth so he could swallow his load.

Tad shut the bathroom door and locked it. He stared at himself in the mirror with the cum splattered over his face and neck. He turned on the water and washed his face. He looked at himself in the mirror again and wanted to cry, but he held it in. He finished drying his face and left the room. This was the end for him and Ryan and it was time for him to leave.

Nick and Gerald had gone to their room, but Ryan was sitting in Daniel's favorite chair. He stared at Tad as he come from the bathroom, but Tad didn't say anything, he just went to the bedroom, took a pillow, then a blanket from the closet, threw them on the couch and laid down.

"You don't have to sleep on the couch, Tad," Ryan said feeling guilty he couldn't express his feelings for Tad the way he wanted him to. Tad lay silent on the couch under the blanket with his back to Ryan.

"I'm going to move out and find another place to live," he told Ryan.

"Tad, for christ sake, don't do that, please," Ryan said.

Tad didn't say anything. Ryan stared at him for a few minutes, then got up, walked up to Tad and pulled up the blanket and lay next to him in the spoon position holding him tightly. Exhausted and depressed the two young men soon fell asleep.

The next morning, Daniel and Chase walked into the house. Ryan had already gotten up and was taking a shower. Tad was still lying on the couch.

"Hmm I smell coffee. I love you Ryan, where ever you are," Chase said.

"He's taking a shower," Tad said as Chase passed him.

"Hmm, sleeping on the couch huh? Lover's quarrel?" Chase said, then, without waiting for a reply, went into the kitchen for his coffee.

Daniel looked at Tad and could tell something was wrong.

"You ok?" Daniel said as he stood next to the couch.

"Daniel, I'm going to find some other place to live. I cant live here. It hurts too much."

"I understand, Tad, but you're part of this family now and I can't just set you out the door. This is your home, we will make due."

"I can't sleep with him, Daniel," Tad said as he sat up, "Last night he slept here on the couch with me. He held me like I was his lover, but yet he doesn't love me, he loves that guy Cole Bennett and he doesn't even know why. Fuckin' Cole Bennett hates his guts." Tad was getting all excited and stood up and started to pace.

"Wait, he's in love with Cole Bennett? They don't even speak to each other, Cole just growls at him whenever they're together."

"I know, crazy isn't it?"

"Tad come and sit down," Daniel said as he sat on the couch and Tad sat next to him. "There won't be anymore talk about you moving out. We will set a room up for you on the enclosed porch. It's nice out there and will make a great bedroom for you."

"Daniel, I..."

"Tad, we'll go out and get you a bed and a dresser when we get back from meeting with that asshole assistant principal at your school.

"But, Daniel..."

"No buts, its settled. You can't walk out of our lives like that. You're family Tad and I can't desert someone I care about."

"Ok, Daniel. I'll stay, but if it gets too hard, I'll have to leave."

"Well, then we will do our best to make things right. Come on, let's get some coffee," Daniel said as they stood up and he put his arm around Tad's shoulders. They walked into the kitchen where Chase went up to Tad and put his arms around him and kissed his lips.

"I couldn't help but hear what you and Daniel were talking about. I'm glad you're not going to leave. Kinda got used to you being around and hearing that Mustang pull up in front of the house."

Tad smiled and gave Chase a hug

"Thanks, kinda like it around here myself," Tad admitted.

Ryan walked into the kitchen still drying his hair with a towel, and everyone stopped talking and looked at him. Ryan figured they were talking about him.

"Shit," he said and turned and went into his bedroom.

Tad followed him into the room, "I decided to stay. I can't continue to share a room with you, though, so Daniel's going to get another bed and turn the back porch into a bedroom for me."

"I guess I'm the villain in the house now."

"No, Ryan, you're not a villain."

"I saw the looks on Daniel and Chase's face when I walked into the kitchen."

"Ryan, I didn't blame you for anything. I'm sorry things worked out this way, I really am," Tad said.

"Me too," Ryan said quietly then lay on the bed. Tad looked at Ryan's naked body and felt movement in his groin. He turned and left the room and shut the door behind him.

About an hour later, Daniel took the Escalade and drove Gerald, Nick and Tad to school. They didn't know what kind of reception they were going to get from the student body after their more the dramatic coming Out from the day before and their run in with the assistant principal.

"Look, if Mr. March gives us any trouble, I'm going to take you guys out of this school and we will send you to a private school; that goes for you too Tad. I'm not going to have you guys subjected to that kind of bullshit. OK?"

"Yeah, I guess," Gerald said. Tad and Nick kind of grumbled.

Daniel pulled into the school parking lot and they all got out, not knowing what to really expect. When they walked into the school a group of kids turned their heads and one shouted out, "There they are!"

"Look out, here it goes," Tad said thinking trouble was about to start.

"Ger, get behind me," Nick said in order to protect him. He and Tad clinched their fists ready for anything.

"Hey, guys how's it going? You guys are great, thanks," one of the guys that approached them said as they were followed down the hall.

"What was that about," Tad muttered to Daniel.

"Don't know," Daniel answered.

Another group came up to them and congratulated them too and then more students started to gather around them. Daniel started to worry for his boys.

"There you are," Jenny said coming out of nowhere, "you're going to have to give me your phone number or address or something. I been trying to find out where you guys live to tell you the news." She was all excited about something and the crowd was starting to get larger.

"What's going on? News about what?" Nick asked.

"All kinds of shit," Jenny said.

"Oh Dad, this is Jenny," Gerald said.

"Jenny?... THE...Jenny?" Daniel asked as he stared at Nick, then Gerald.

"Yeah that's me, the girl Nick nearly fucked," Jenny said with a laugh. Daniel looked at Nick again, then at his son.

"Jenny's cool, Dad," Gerald said. Daniel gave his son a puzzled look.

"Ok if you say so," Daniel said then turned to Jenny, "Good to meet you Jenny, I guess, so what's going on here?"

"You guys are the school heroes," she said and everyone around them started to cheer.

"Heroes?" Tad asked.

"Yeah, just like those guys on the TV Show you work miracles. Mr. Asshole is out and all thanks to you guys," she announced and the crowd gave off a louder cheer, patting the boys and Daniel on the back.

"And you, Mr. Casadini," Jenny continued, "You're legend around here. The guy who stood up to Mr. Asshole."

"What do you mean Mr. Asshole is out?" Daniel said not understanding who she was talking about.

"Mr. March, he got the boot, kicked out, gone, fired, whatever you want to call it."

"Damn," Daniel said, "I got a man fired? I feel guilty about that, even though the man was an asshole...Oh I see, where the nickname comes in." Daniel smiled at his revelation. Daniel was about to say more when Dave Mason pushed his way though the crowd.

"Dave," Daniel said as he saw his friend approach.

"Hi Daniel, hi guys," Dave said, "You guys are heroes."

"Yeah, so we're told. I feel guilty about getting Mr. Asshole, I mean Mr. March fired." Daniel slip of the tongue sent the crowd into a wave of laughter and cheers.

"Come on Mr. Hardy, the school principal wants to speak to you."

"He does?" Nick said, "us too?"

"Yes, all of you, come on," Dave said then turned his attention to the crowd, "All right, let us through," he said and a path opened up for Daniel and the boys to walk through.

"Shit, are we getting kicked out?" Gerald asked.

"I don't know," Tad answered.

"Maybe they're going to give us a metal for getting rid of the school rat," Nick said and everyone laughed, except Daniel.

"Don't talk like that, Nick. A man lost his job because of his prejudice. I feel guilty, but I also feel sorry for the man," Daniel said.

Dave led them into Mr. Hardy's office and his secretary, told them to go right in.

Standing beside his desk, Mr. Hardy was an impressive site. A pot marked face that gave him the air of being from the wrong side of the tracks, accented his tall husky body. He was gruff and looked more like a longshoreman than the principal of a large school.

"Gentlemen come on in and sit down," Mr. Hardy said, "I'm Sal Hardy and you must be Daniel Casadini."

"Yes, sir," Daniel said as they shook hands, "what's going on here? This is not what we expected today."

"Well the long and short of it is Frank March overstepped his bounds as an educator and Assistant Principal yesterday in calling you and the boys here a derogatory name. He's usually more careful when he talks like that to make sure no one will turn him in, but several students and several teachers did hear the exchange and filed a complaint with the school board on your behalf."

"All right!" the boys said and high fived themselves.

"Wow, I'm really sorry to hear that Mr. Hardy..." Daniel said giving the boys a dirty look.

"Call me Sal," Mr. Hardy interrupted with what seemed like to Daniel, a forced smile.

"Ok Sal, I'm sorry a man lost his job because of his ignorance. I would have hoped there would be a better way to handle this type of thing, like maybe education."

"Daniel, may I call you Daniel?"

"Sure," Daniel said thinking Sal was being way too cautious in the way he talked.

"Daniel, all our staff are sent to Tolerance Classes once a year, so he knew what he was doing was wrong. The school board got involved and so did the state, so it was out of my hands. In other words it was just a matter of time before he hung himself."

"Well, I still feel bad," Daniel said.

"I understand, Daniel, and because of the situation the suspension of the boys have been wiped off their record and a formal apology will be coming in the mail from the board and from me personally.

"What about Bradley?" Gerald said, "he's the one that started this whole thing."

"Well, Bradley is being dealt with. He has to attend 3 months of meetings of the Gay-Straight Alliance Club here at school."

The boys looked at each other and gave themselves a high five again and began to laugh.

"I see," Daniel said.

"Take the boys home," Mr. Hardy said, "tomorrow they could start back to school. It's been a traumatic few days for them."

"Yeah, it has for all of us, Sal," Daniel said still finding this all to accommodating.

They got up thanked the Principal of the school and left his office.

"Did anyone other than me, think that Mr. 'Hardly' was acting a bit too nice?" Gerald asked.

"Mr. Hardly? I thought his name was Hardy," Daniel asked.

"It is," Nick said with a laugh.

"Oh I see," Daniel smiled, "Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. He seemed to be going out of his way to talk politically correct."

"Maybe he was hitting on you dad," Gerald laughed.

"He was kinda cute in a rugged, 'meet me in the alley' sorta way," Daniel joked.

"Ewww," Gerald said, "that's more gross than looking at those dead bodies, right Nicky." Gerald looked at his boyfriend and laughed.

"Fuck you Ger," Nick said then punched his lover on the arm.

"He's worried about his fucking job," Tad said, "the state frowns on discrimination like that and if he didn't do something about it they would cut their funds off."

"Yeah, and cut their balls off too," Gerald said.

"How do you know all this?" Nick asked.

"Well I read, Nick," Tad joked.

Nick gave them a dirty look, then laughed.

"I think I'm going to join that Gay-Straight Alliance Club," Nick said with a huge grin.

"Me too," Tad agreed.

"Yeah, I want to see, Bradley squirm," Gerald said. They all laughed as Daniel drove them home. He looked at the boys and thought they were lucky this time, but they would have to prepare themselves for more of this type of discrimination and most likely the results would not be in their favor like it was today.

"I hope you're not going to hold your breath waiting for the letter of apology, Dad," Gerald said.

"No, I won't."

Daniel took Tad by the hand and lead him into the enclosed porch that now served as his new bedroom. It had been a couple days since Tad moved out of Ryan's room and had been sleeping on the couch.

"Well, here it is," Daniel said.

"Wow, Daniel this is great, thanks," Tad said as he looked over his new bed and dresser.

"We got you a TV too, hope you like it."

"What's not to like," Tad said with a sad face. Daniel knew what was going on in his mind and put his arm around the young teen.

"You will be ok, Tad, wait and see," Daniel said with compassion, knowing what his young friend is going through.

"But, it hurts so much Daniel."

"I know and I am here for you anytime you need me, ok?"

"Yeah, thanks I think I'll need it."

"But then, maybe spending the night with this guy Coop may help you get over Ryan, as well as a good talk with me. Maybe better," Daniel laughed which put a smile on Tad's face.

"Coop's a good guy," Tad said just as Ryan walked in the room.

"This is nice," Ryan said as he stared at Tad.

"Well, I got to check a few things out," Daniel said and left the room. He figured it best to leave the two boys to work things out by themselves.

Tad tried to stop Daniel's hasty exit, but Daniel left too quickly.

"Thanks," Tad said to Ryan. Ryan walked up to Tad and put his arms around him.

"I'm going to miss sleeping next to you, you now that," Ryan said while holding Tad tightly.

"I'm going to miss you too," Tad said. Ryan looked into Tad's eyes and brought his lips close to his. Tad began to melt, but quickly changed his mind.

"No, don't even try to kiss me, damn it, I'm not your fuck buddy who's going to jump in bed with you every time you get a hard on," Tad cried out.

"I didn't mean it like that, Tad," Ryan said and let his arms slip from Tad's body.

"I'm going to spend Saturday with Coop and probably spend the night," Tad said as he turned his back on Ryan. He still waited to hear Ryan tell him not to go.

"Oh, I see, well, I...I..." Ryan wanted to say don't, but he felt he didn't have that right, "I hope it works out for you."

"Yeah, right," Tad said angrily. Ryan stood there for a second then quietly turned and left the room. Tad wanted to run after him, but knew that would just prolong the inevitable. He lay down on his bed and looked around the room that Daniel had set up for him. He smiled at the bright and airy surroundings with all the windows and the new furniture. He knew if it hadn't been for Daniel and Chase he would be living out on the streets. He had nowhere to go but here, where he knew there were people who cared about him.

His cel phone interrupted his thoughts. He picketed it up off the dresser, looked at the Caller ID and smiled.

"Hey Coop," Tad said.

"Hey, Tad, how ya doing?"

"Doing ok, looking forward to spending the day with you on Saturday," Tad said.

"Yeah, me too. I'm looking forward to it a lot," Coop said with a grin, "my dick gets hard just thinking about it."

"My dick is hard now, but let's hold off until Saturday so we could both pop a big load," Tad laughed.

"Hmm, ok, I think I could hold out," Coop said.

Just outside Tad's new room stood Ryan, who had decided to tell Tad not to go with this guy Coop, but to stay there with him. He was going to plead with him to wait until he got his head together, because he felt he was falling in love with him, but he heard the conversation Tad had with Coop, then turned around and went into his room alone, even more confused than ever.

In the kitchen, Chase and Daniel were having a cup of coffee. Daniel looked out the window and noticed the house next door had a for sale sign in front.

"When did that For Sale sign go up?" Daniel asked.

"What For Sale sign?" Chase said and got up to look out the window with Daniel.

"The one next door," Daniel replied.

"Shit, I don't know, it's just a dumpy summer rental," Chase said.

"God I hope we get good neighbors, ones that don't mind a bunch a gay's living next door and running around naked," Daniel laughed.

"Well, fuck'em. I don't give a shit. Maybe we should buy the place and knock it down and build a bigger place. This house is getting pretty crowded," Chase joked.

"Hmmm," Daniel said, but he wasn't laughing.

"Daniel, I was just joking. This is your family home; you can't just go out and buy another one."

"I don't know Chase. The thought passed through my head a few times, especially now that Tad moved into the porch. That's a good temporary solution, but we need something where these guys can stretch out."

"They can stretch out in the backyard," Chase protested.

"You can have that dream kitchen you been wanting," Daniel said with a smile. Chase's eyes lit up.

"Hmmm, I didn't think of that."

"You know, granite counter tops, built in stainless steel appliances and stuff like that," Daniel coaxed.

"Can I have that big indoor grill I have always wanted?" Chase asked.

"Anything you want."

"Well maybe we could talk with Chelsea about it and see what she thinks," Chase said. The dream kitchen idea seemed to win him over big time.

"Maybe Noah could give us a discount. Hell we're spending a fortune on the studio. He should give us a break."

"I think this is a great idea, but what about this place," Chase said.

"I don't know, I need to think about it. Don't mention anything to the boys just yet ok?"

"Yeah, let's wait until we're sure we can do it."

They walked outside and took a look at the old house on the property next door. The more they thought about it the more excited they seemed to get.

"Come on let's call Chelsea now!" Chase said and they went into the house and up to the bedroom so the boys couldn't hear what they were plotting.

Tad pulled up in front of Coop's family home, parked the Mustang and got out of the car with his overnight duffle. Before he got to the front door, Coop swung it open and met him halfway up the walkway. Tad stopped and stared at the hot teen with his skin tight, low cut jeans with the big bulge at the crotch and his form fitting T-Shirt that showed his hard nipples.

"Hey, Tad," Coop said, "did ya have any problem finding the place?"

"Naw, it was easy to find," Tad said. He looked at Coop and wanted to kiss him there in front of the house, but thought better of it.

"Come on in," Coop said and they both walked into the house.

At first there was an awkward silence. Both boys wanted to devour each other and satisfy their sexual urges.

"Nice place you got here," Tad said, but he wasn't looking at the house he was looking at Coop.

"Thanks, hmm, do you want a beer?"

"Maybe later, why don't you show me around the house," Tad said getting bolder, "like where the bedroom is...so I could put down my bag." Coop smiled at him knowing what he wanted to do.

"Yeah, its this way," he said and began to walk past Tad, but he grabbed Coop's arm, drew him into him and kissed his lips. That set off a wave of uncontrollable passion in both boys and their tongues darted in and out of their mouths and their hands wildly explored up and down their backs. In seconds their clothes seemed to fly off, leaving their naked bodies to be ravaged by the overly excitable young teens.

"Let's go up to my bedroom," Coop panted.

"No, I want to fuck you right here on the floor," Tad said then grabbed Coop again and kissed him passionately, not giving him a chance to protest.

He gently forced Coop to the floor and laid on top of him, spreading his legs with his knees. Tad started to grab Coop's legs to push them up, but Coop stopped him.

"Wait, don't fuck me yet," Coop said as he pushed Tad around so he was lying on his back. He smiled at Tad then lay on top of him and kissed his lips, then moved his way down licking and lapping over his chest and stomach until he got to Tad hard cock. He took it into his hand and began to lick it like a lollipop.

"Hmmm, tastes good," Coop said with a smile as he wrapped his lips around the tip of Tad's dick.

"Feels good too," Tad said with a smile, "now suck it," he added then put his hand on the back of Coop's head and pushed down so his lips would slide over his cock and down to his pubic hair. Coop nearly choked, but he managed to gain control. Up and Down Coop sucked on Tad big dick, slicking it with his saliva.

"God Coop you really know how to suck a mean dick," Tad said, filled with lust for the guy with his lips around his cock.

Coop smiled with Tad's dick still inside his mouth, then continued his up and down motion.

"I want to fuck you right now," Tad said panting to be inside his friend.

Coop let go of Tad's dick and started to stand up.

"I'll get the lube," Coop said, but just as he was about to get to his feet, Tad pulled a large bottle of Gun Oil out of his duffle bad.

"Lay back down, Coop. I came prepared," Tad said with a devilish smile. Coop began to laugh.

"I guess you really were looking forward to this," he said.

Tad looked into his eyes as he coated his rigid member with the lube. Coop's laugh turned serious as he saw the lusty look in Tad's eyes.

"Fuck me Tad," Coop said with a shaky voice.

Tad leaned down over Coop and kissed his lips while at the same time he reached for his thighs and pushed them up to expose his rosebud. He looked to see if he was lined up right.

"You got a pretty hole," Tad said of Coop's smooth clean hairless butt crack. He then put some lube on his finger and smeared it around Coop's pucker causing Coop to shutter and when he inserted his finger, Coop gasped. Tad was being a little rough, but for some reason Coop liked it a lot.

Tad put the tip of his cock at the entrance to Coop's hole and without saying a word he put pressure on it. Coop took a deep breath then opened his muscle, letting Tad's cockhead popped in.

"Oh yeah," Coop whispered. Tad looked at Coop's face to make sure he wasn't being too rough on him. Coop opened his eyes and looked back at Tad with a smile. Tad smiled back as he pushed his hard cock the rest of the way inside Coop's hole until he couldn't go any further.

"Fuck," Coop said, "you feel fuckin' good."

Tad smiled then leaned down and kissed Coop hard on the lips, darting his tongue deep into his mouth. Tad's hips began to slowly move up and down causing his dick to go in and out of Coop's stretched ass.

Tad let go of Coop's lips and looked into his eyes while his hips kept rhythm. Coop smiled then brought his arm up and around Tad's head, pulling him down so they could kiss. While moaning with lust, he buried his tongue into Tad's mouth. With his lips still planted firmly on Tad's, Coop began to move his hips up into Tad's thrusts causing both boys more pleasure.

Tad picked up speed, while Coop kept up with him. Faster and faster, both boy's moved as they both approached their orgasms. Tad's was coming from his hard cock inside Coop's ass, while Coop's orgasm was being brought on by Tad being inside him.

"Oh fuck!" Coop cried out as he unexpectedly began to shoot his load between his and Tad's bodies. "Fuck," he cried out again as more and more of his hot jizz shot onto his chest and stomach. "Oh fuck," he said one more time as his body shivered out the last of his spooge.

Tad looked at the load Coop just laid between their bodies, then looked into Coop's eyes again and smiled.

"Ready?" he said softly.

"Oh yeah," Coop said still breathless from his intense orgasm.

Tad knew he was close, so he began to move in and out again, slowly at first then he picked up speed until he reached his point of no return.

"Oh shit, I'm cumming," Tad said as the first volley of spunk shot from his pee slit and into Coops waiting hole. Over and over the young man let go into the handsome teen lying under him. Two and three more times he shot his load until he couldn't shoot anymore. He looked at Coop and smiled.

"Fuck you're hot," he said then collapsed on top of Coop's sweaty cum splattered body and kissed his lips. They smiled at each other and kissed again. Tad's half hard cock still lay deep inside his young friend.

"I'll take that beer now," Tad said with a grin, then kissed him one more time, pulled his dick from Coop hole and stood up. He put out his hand to the handsome young teen and helped him off the floor.

The rest of the day was spent with the boys getting to know each other. Tad told him about his family and Coop told Tad about his. The contrast between the way they were raised was quite apparent. Tad came from a drunken dysfunctional family, while Coop came from a supportive middle class family.

"What about your mom and dad, do they know you're gay?" Tad asked as they soaked in the family Jacuzzi.

"I came out to mom about a year ago. She was upset at first, but she came around. She's been cool about it. My brother's the best though. He teases me sometimes, but it's all in fun. I love my brother. I know that's weird to say, but he's my best friend."

"Did you tell him I was coming to spend the night?"

"Yeah, he said to tell you, no fucking on his bed."

Both boys began to laugh hard and long.

When Tad gained control he asked Coop, "What about your dad?"

"I'm sure mom told him, but he hasn't said anything to me yet. I think he's waiting for me to tell him myself," Coop laughed, "What about you, did you tell your folks?"

"Yeah, my dad punched me in the face, then kicked me out of the house. House? It was a fucking trailer."

"Fuck! Tad, that sucks."

"Yeah, thank god for Daniel and Chase. They took me in; they're great people."

"Daniel, that's Nick's boyfriend's dad, right? He's the one that stood up to Mr. Asshole. He's pretty hot."

"Yeah, that's him. He adopted Gerald. Now we all live like this big family. Its great."

Coop moved from his position next to Tad, to facing him in between his legs and leaned into him. He let the warm water circle their bodies, then kissed him.

"I'm glad you decided to spend the night," Coop said then kissed Tad again.

"Me too," Tad replied. He was getting hard again and Coop could feel his erection as it poked him in the stomach. Coop smiled at Tad, took a deep breath, then slowly moved his head under the water and devoured Tad's cock.

"Oh fuck," Tad said as Coop moved up and down, on his member, under the water.

Tad's whole body began to shake as Coop continued his underwater blowjob. The sensation was new and unbelievable to Tad, maybe that is why he felt his orgasm approach so quickly.

"Fuck," Tad exclaimed as he unloaded inside Coop's mouth. Coop slowly let go of Tad dick and lifted his head out of the water, still holding a mouthful of Tad's spunk. He brought his lips closer to Tad's and when he opened his mouth, Coop snowballed Tad's spunk. Tad swallowed his own juices as both boys kissed, then moved his tongue around, making sure he cleaned out all of his sperm. Coop smiled at Tad then laid his head on his shoulder, letting the water soothe their bodies, again.

"Damn where did you learn that?" Tad said.

"I don't know, this is the first time I ever did it," Coop smiled.

The rest of the day was spent with the boys just talking and fooling around. The fucked again on the couch, then Coop cooked them dinner. After they finished they cleaned up, took a shower then went into the bedroom, talked until mid-night, then fucked again, then fell asleep in each other's arms.

In the morning, Coop lay there as the sun came up. Something happened in the middle of the night that disturbed him and he had a difficult time falling asleep. He weighed back and forth whether he should ask Tad about it. He took a deep breath then tried to sleep some more.

"Hmm, good morning," Tad said, a bit groggy from the early hour.

"Hi," Coop said then turned and lay his head on Tad's chest, "did you sleep ok?"

"Yeah, you wore me out," Tad said with a grin, "what about you?"

"I slept ok. I guess I'm not used to sleeping with anyone," Coop lied.

"Oh sorry," Tad apologized.

"Don't be, its ok. I'm just a light sleeper."

There was silence for a few minutes.

"Tad, who's Ryan?"

"Huh? How did you..."

"You talk in your sleep. You called out his name several times."

"Shit, sorry," Tad apologized. He tried desperately through his visit to not talk about or even think about Ryan while he was there with Coop, but his dreams betrayed his thoughts.

"Is he... your boyfriend?" Coop asked.

"No," Tad said, but his tone gave away his regret.

"Well that was convincing," Coop said, trying to be funny and not get angry. He liked Tad, he liked him a lot, but now with this problem he didn't know what to think.

"Sorry, what did I say, I mean in my dream."

"Nothing much, just something like 'Ryan please no' and shit like that."

Tad sat up in the bed and put his legs over the side. Coop ran his hand up Tad's back.

"Are you in love with him?"

"Coop, look, whatever there was between me and Ryan is over," Tad said.

"So, you're on the rebound," Coop said with a sad face.

"Coop, I..."

"You didn't answer my question, Are you in love with him?"

"I better go, I'm making you angry and that's the last thing I want to do," Tad said and started to get up, but Coop grabbed his arm and pulled him down.

"Relax, don't leave, Tad. You're upset and I guess I am too. I like you a lot, so let's talk about it," Coop said. Tad gave in and rested his head on Coop's chest.

"It doesn't work if you love someone and that someone doesn't love you back," Tad said.

"What is it you feel for me, or am I in the same boat as you?"

"Coop we just met. I know I like you a lot, but I have to get over Ryan before I can let myself feel anything for anyone again."

"He's a jackass, you know, letting someone like you get away from him," Coop said as he stroked Tad's back.

"Thanks, but I can't blame him I guess. It was supposed to be just a friendship."

"I think maybe after today we shouldn't see each other anymore, at least not physically like this. I could easily fall in love with you. Maybe I already am."

"I'm sorry Coop, I didn't want this to happen. I think I'm doing the same thing to you that Ryan is doing to me and that's not right," Tad said and began to get up.

"Don't go," Coop said, then hesitated, "Would you let me fuck you?"

Tad sat there and thought a bit, "Yeah, I'd like that a lot," he said and rolled over and kissed Coop hard on the lips.

"Hi Janice," Chase said over the phone.

"Chase, good to hear from you. Did you get a chance to look over the models in the book I left there the other day?"

"Yeah, that's what I'm calling about. Some of your models have the look that I want; they're really great. I talked it over with Clark Hamilton, the CEO of Union Clothes, and we want to see your people in person."

"Great, give me the names of the models and I will set something up for this coming week, if that's ok."

"Sure, anytime but Monday or Tuesday cause I will be in Santa Barbara. Daniel and I are going up there. My best bud is in the Santa Barbara Classic and I am taking a group up there."

"What is that?"

"Surfing. Charlie's the number one newcomer on the professional surf scene."

"Well great, if he ever needs an agent, tell him about me. A lot of money out there doing endorsements."

"I will let him know about that," Chase said. "Ok I have the list and before I give the names, I am definitely going with Tad."

"I kinda figured you would, so give me the names of the rest and I will make sure they are here."

Chase gave off his list of names. He was only planning on choosing 5 males and 5 females but gave Janice a list of 15 models he wanted to see. They said their good-byes just as Daniel got home from the gym.

"Hey babe," Daniel said as Chase walked up to him and kissed his lips.

"Hmm, my dick is hard," Chase said and he ran his hands up Daniel's bulging arms, then moved his hand up inside Daniel's shirt and pinched his nipples on his solid chest.

"Yeah, I can see," Daniel said as he looked at his naked lover, "you just got my dick hard too, but we can't do anything about it yet."

"Shit, why?" Chase said with his arms around his lover and grinding his groin against Daniel crotch.

"Cause we have to be at Chelsea's and Noah's in about half hour to talk over you know what," Daniel said while grabbing Chase's smooth butt and pushing it toward him. He didn't want to say out loud that they were going to talk with Chelsea about buying the house next door. They didn't want any of the boys to know just yet.

"Fuck, how about a quickie," Chase joked.

"Hmm, how about we wait until we get back home and then take our time," Daniel said then kissed his lover.

"God, you two are always pawing each other," Gerald joked as he came out of his bedroom, naked as usual, sporting a hard on.

"Yeah, and we gave you that woody too," Chase laughed.

"No, I gave him that," Nick said as he walked up behind Gerald and put his arms around him.

"Well, we have to get ready to leave," Daniel said as he let go of Chase. His hard-on was poking at his gym shorts as he stared at the three naked young men in front of him all sporting major erections as well. Daniel took a deep breath then tore himself away from the boys and walked up stairs to the bedroom. Chase looked at the boy then ran up the stairs and grabbed Daniel's butt.

Nick and Gerald laughed, then Nick kissed Gerald's neck while rubbing his hands over this chest.

"I'm hungry," Nick said, let's raid the fridge."

"Yeah, I'm hungry too. Hey is Ry still in bed?"

"I don't know, let's go find out," Nick said and the boys ran toward Ryan's room and swung open the door. There lay Ryan with his hand around his cock. The boys looked at him and smiled.

A few hours later, Tad walked into the house, feeling very low. He and Coop agreed it wouldn't be fair to see each other socially, until Tad got over Ryan. Tad didn't know how long that would be, but he understood how Coop felt, because that is the same feeling he is going through with Ryan.

"Hi Tad," Daniel said.

"Hi," Tad replied. Daniel noticed the strange look on Tad's face.

"You ok, you don't look like a guy who just came back from a night of sex and debauchery," Daniel said trying to make Tad laugh. He didn't.

"Daniel can I talk with you later?" It always made Tad feel good just to talk with Daniel, because Daniel seems to care so much.

"Sure, anytime just let me know when."

"Thanks, right now I need to talk with Ryan. Is he in our, I mean, his room."

"Yeah, he hasn't come out of there in a while. The boys were in there doing god knows what earlier, but they went for a walk on the beach."

"Ok, we'll talk later. I really need it."

Daniel put his arms around the handsome teen, "I'm here for you whenever you need me." Tad kissed him then headed toward Ryan's room. He knocked on the door, but no one answered, so he knocked again.

"Come on in, there's no need to knock," Tad heard Ryan say from inside his room.

Tad opened the door and walked in.

"Tad!" Ryan said, with a smile, but his smile was short lived and he got a serious look on his face.

"Hey, can I come in?"

"No need to ever ask that either, Tad."

Tad walked in and sat on the bed next to Ryan. He got that tingly feeling again when he gets close to him.

"How did it go...with your friend?" Ryan asked but really didn't want to know the answer.

"Ok, I guess, but I talk in my sleep and that kinda spoiled things."

"What did you say?"

"Coop said I kept calling out your name."

"Oh" Ryan said at a lose for words.

"Seems I'm not going to be able to have a relationship until I am over you," Tad said with a slight edge to his voice.

"Tad look..."

"There's no need to say anything Ryan, it's just that I understand what you are going through ok? Until you get Cole Bennett out of your system you're not going to able to think of anything, especially me."

"Tad, I..."

"Ryan, there's no need to say anything," Tad repeated, "I love you and I'll either get over it or you'll come around, but right now...I need you to hold me. Don't say anything just hold me. I need to feel your arms around me, no sex just let me feel you."

Ryan didn't say anything. Even if he wanted to he wouldn't know what to say to him, so he grabbed him and held him in his arms and held him tight as they lay down on the bed. Neither boy said anything; they just held on to each other.

Early Monday morning, Chase and Daniel had gotten into their Escalade, picked up Lucas and his girlfriend Katie, as well as two other of his surf buds and their ladies and were well on their way to Santa Barbara to meet up with Charlie and Michael as well as several other of their friends, for the Santa Barbara Surf Classic.

It was one of those strange, hot mid-December days that sometime occur in Southern California; so much so, the guys were all shirtless and the girls were dressed summerlike as well.

They were all talking about various things when Chase spoke up and asked the group a question.

"Hey, guys, how would you like to be in my next exposition? If it's a hit, I'll turn it into a photo book?"

"Who us?" Lucas asked.

"Yeah, all you guys," Chase replied

"Fuck yeah," Kyle, Chase's well-tattooed surf bud said and all agreed including the girls.

"One catch though," Chase said then looked at Daniel. He had discussed this with him earlier and wasn't sure how his friends would react.

"What's that," Katie asked.

"Well, the tentative title of the exhibit is My Friends in the Raw."

"That title really sucks, Chase," Kyle commented and they all laughed.

"Well my point is, I want to take pictures of my friends...Naked."

There was silence for a few seconds.

"You just want to see my dick," Lucas said all serious like.

"I already saw your dick, in fact I saw most of you naked before," Chase laughed, "so that's sure not the reason. I just want to photograph my friends in the raw without clothes to hide behind. People act different when they're exposed like that. I want to capture that in my camera."

Daniel looked at his lover and smiled. He loved it when Chase got passionate about his work. It showed his sensitive side that he seldom would reveal to anyone.

"I'm the shy type," Josh, the youngest of Chase's surf buds said with a laugh.

"Yeah, right," said his girlfriend Lisa, "what do you think? Should we do it?" she asked her boyfriend.

"Yeah, fuck I'll do it?" Josh replied.

"Me too," Lisa said.

"Cool, what about the rest of you?"

"I'll do it," Kyle said, "what about you Kitty?" he said to his girlfriend.

"If you'll do it, I'll do it."

"All right!" Chase said.

"Lucas?"

"I don't know, what if I get a hard-on?" Lucas said with a very concerned expression.

"I've seen your hard-on before. Hell we've all seen your hard-on, remember those circle jerks on the beach?" Chase said while laughing.

"That was before you were queer," Lucas said. Katie hit him on the back of the head.

"Lucas, I was queer back then too, you just didn't know it."

"I know now," he said.

"I want to do it," Katie spoke up.

"What?" Lucas said.

"Yeah I'll do it even if Lucas doesn't want to," she laughed. Chase looked at her in the rear view mirror and she winked at him. Chase knew want she was doing.

"No, you ain't doing it alone," Lucas protested.

Before anyone got to say anything, Chase spoke up.

"Ok, that means if Katie can't do it alone, then you will do it with her. All right Lucas," Chase shouted, then everyone cheered except Lucas who was not sure what just happened.

"Huh? Wait!" Lucas protested again.

"Don't worry Lucas, this ain't going to be porn, and you can reveal as much or as little as you want," Chase said seriously.

"Hmmm, I will think about it," Lucas said, "and Katie you ain't doing it without me."

"Anything you say dear."

Lucas didn't realize he was being tricked by his girlfriend into doing what she wanted him to do.

"Lucas, I really want you in on this, bud," Chase said sincerely.

"Ok, since you put it like that, Katie and me will do it, but no funny stuff. No staring at my dick."

"I'll try my best, bud," Chase said with a grin, "Good, now I have 4 couples for the exhibit, so far."

"Four?" Kyle asked, "Who's the fourth couple?"

"Daniel and me. It took me awhile to convince him to pose naked again, in fact it took all night to work on him to change his mine." Daniel blushed as everyone laughed, knowing full well what Chase meant.

"Who else you going to ask?" Josh asked.

"Well, Charlie and Michael, Craig and Marianne, and the rest of the crew, including Devin and Shelby, and some of Daniel and mine's friends, too."

"Hey wait, Shelby's pregnant," Lucas said.

"Yeah, I know."

"God I bet that will be a beautiful picture," Katie said.

"Yeah, I sure hope they'll do it," Chase said, happy that Katie understood what he was trying to do.

"Who wants to see a naked pregnant woman," Lucas remarked. Everyone groaned as Katie hit him on the back of his head.

"Hey, that hurt," Lucas whined, "someday you're going to do damage to my brain hitting me like that."

"Your brain is already damaged," Kyle yelled with a hardy laugh.

"Oh I didn't mention. You'd all get paid $350.00 each to model for me," Chase added.

"Hey, that's cool," Josh said and they all agreed.

Chase felt that his new project was getting off to a good start. He reached over and took Daniel's hand then kissed it.

Everyone saw the gesture and thought it was cool, except Lucas of course who thought it was gross.

Chase saw Lucas' reaction in the rear view mirror, then kissed Daniel's hand again as he sped toward Santa Barbara.

Nick, Gerald and Tad walked into school with everyone still high on the fact that the boys had been instrumental in shooting down their "arch nemesis".

The boys were feeling pretty good themselves, since this would be their first meeting of the Gay-Straight Alliance and would get to see Bradley squirm.

"Hey guys," Jenny said as she walked up to them.

"Jenny?" they all said at once.

"You're not a zombie!" Gerald exclaimed. Jenny had changed her look and now wore jeans and a white blouse. Gone were the dark clothes and the pale make-up and the dark circles around her eyes. She did keep the spiky blue hair though.

"You look great," Gerald said.

"Yeah," Nick and Tad said at the same time.

"Thanks guys," she said, "but not great enough for either one of you guys to fuck me, huh?"

They all laughed. Jenny may have changed her look but she was still the same person.

"Why the change?" Gerald asked.

"Fuck, my old man just stopped commenting on my look, so I changed back. I think I kinda confused him," she laughed.

"Well I like it," Gerald said, "and if I was straight, I would fuck you."

"Thanks, Gerald, you're really sweet," Jenny said, knowing that was quite a compliment coming from her young friend.

"Hey, you're not trying to steal my man, are ya?" Nick joked as he put his arm around Gerald.

"Ha, that'll never happen," Jenny said knowing full well how those two boys felt toward each other. "Ready for the club meeting after class," she said changing he subject.

"Sure the hell are," Nick said.

"Dorian better show up," Tad added.

"Oh he will. I saw him here earlier and reminded him of the meeting and he told me to Fuck Off, so I think he remembers," Jenny laughed.

"What time is the meeting?" Nick asked.

"Right after class, about 3:30," Jenny replied. "I think we will have a crowd there because of you guys."

"Hope it's not too much of circus," Tad said.

"Oh you can count on it being a big event at this boring school," Jenny said.

"Just as long as I can see Bradley out of his element, I don't care who's there," Gerald added.

"Hey, Gerald, I got a math test coming up. Could you help me study for it?" Jenny asked.

"Sure why don't you come over to the house after the meeting and we'll go over some stuff."

"Thanks, I sure need the help Gerald."

Nick looked at Tad, then his partner and smiled. Just a few days ago Gerald was ready to kill her, now he's told her if he was straight he would fuck her and invited her to the house for a study date.

Later on after class, Tad, Nick and Gerald walked into the room to attend their first meeting of the Gay-Straight Alliance Club. Jenny was right, because of the boys the room was filled to capacity.

Bryan Sanderson was the teacher who presided over the Gay-Straight Alliance at the school. He was a tall, dark haired, slender man in his late 30's. He wore wire rimmed eyeglasses that gave him an intellectual, yet handsome look. He was also gay but kept his sexuality secret from his students. Mr. Hardy knew though, and that is the reason he asked the teacher to preside over the club.

"Nick," Mr. Sanderson called out, "guys, come over here."

Everyone turned when they saw the boys enter the room. The boys wanted to make a quiet entrance, but when Mr. Sanderson called out to them, everyone took notice and began to come up to them.

After greeting a bunch of their friends, they finally they made their way to the teacher.

"Welcome guys. I'm really glad you showed up. I think there would have been a mutiny of you didn't," Mr. Sanderson laughed.

"Well, we had decided to join the club before all this came down, Mr. Sanderson," Nick said, "we want to be part of this, but we're not sure what the club is all about."

"You'll see as we go on," Mr. Sanderson said, "right now we better call the meeting to order."

Gerald looked around the room, "Where's Bradley?"

"I think he's hiding over in the corner," Sanderson said, "see over there." He pointed to the far corner of the room where Bradley sat trying to be as inconspicuous as possible.

"Hey Dorian," Gerald shouted out, "what ya doin in that corner?" Everyone turned in the direction Gerald was looking. Nick and Tad laughed at Gerald's boldness. The rest of the people in the room all called out Bradley's first name, causing the jock to turn red faced. He wanted to run out of the room, but sat there and just stared straight at Gerald and sent darts from his eyes across the room at the guy who first called out his name.

"All right, all right," Mr. Sanderson said, getting the room under control. "I want to remind everyone in this room," he continued, as the room got quiet, "that one of the main by-laws of the Gay-Straight Alliance is to not judge people. Just because someone is in the room does not mean he or she is gay, or straight for that matter. We're all here to learn and listen and support. This is a place where you can be who you are, not a place to fear. If you have something to say, then just say it without judgment or prejudice or repercussions. This is a safe place."

"Sorry, Bradley," Gerald said, he felt bad he called out his name. He thought about it and wondered what was going through his mind. Bradley didn't reply, but he was affected by what Mr. Sanderson said and by Gerald's apology. But he wouldn't give either one the satisfaction of acknowledging what they said.

"Ok, as you can see we have four high profile students here, three from the football team, one of which is here just as an observer, and the fourth is an academic wiz kid," Mr. Sanderson said trying to bring the attention away from Bradley who he saw was very uncomfortable. Making a person feel uneasy was not the purpose of the club.

Everyone gave out a muffled chuckle at Mr. Sanderson's "wiz kid" remark. Gerald thought it was cool.

"Very seldom does anyone manage to overcome prejudice, but these 3 did just that. Against all odds, they came Out as gay men. That took a lot of courage for them to face their fears. If its ok with you three, we would like to hear what it was like, what made you decide to come out to everyone at school. You want to start Nick?"

Nick sat there for a second. He looked at his boyfriend, then at Tad. This was his time to tell the world or at least those in the room, how it felt to be gay and afraid to be found out. All eyes were on him.

"I don't know where to start," Nick said, "I guess, most of us know we're gay when we're real young. The hardest part is admitting it to ourselves. I kept it in for years until just recently when I told my brother. He told me, 'You cant be gay, you play football.'" Nick said in an exaggerated Donnie voice. Everyone in the class laughed. Nick looked up and saw even Bradley was laughing.

"I tried to convince him, but he wasn't listening, but eventually he came around," Nick continued, "The big turning point in my life was meeting Ger, here." Nick put his hand on Gerald's shoulder and looked at him as he spoke. "Everything changed after that, everything I dreamed about had come true. I met Daniel who later became his dad. He was gay and his gay lover was someone I had known most of my life. They opened up their house to me and I had myself a new family. I now had gay friends and could be gay and not have to worry. But then I came to school and all that changed. I was afraid to admit to anyone here that I'm gay.

"I was the big high school jock who had girls hanging all over him. I was in the spotlight and I loved it and I didn't want that to end. Then, Tad here guessed and we became friends, but still I couldn't face the truth here at school. Then the teasing started because I was hanging around Ger who is not exactly the athletic type." Everyone chuckled at Nick's joke.

"Yeah, I'm a geek," Gerald said and everyone laughed louder. Nick smiled at his boyfriend, as the room quieted down again.

"After that I became obsessed with hiding my homosexuality from everyone at school. I didn't realize I was hurting the people I love, especially Ger here. Its so easy to just blame Bradley for all this, when it was me who had the problem," Nick looked over at Bradley who had a very serious look on his face, "all I had to do was say Yes, Bradley, I am Gay, but instead I continued to deny it.

"Then I tried something really stupid and hurt two people really bad because of it and nearly lost my partner. It was then that I decided to come Out at school. I couldn't hurt Ger or anyone else because of my fear.

"All of us who are gay in this room have gone through the pain of knowing you are gay and having the fear of being found out. A fear that was so intense that ... "

"Ha," a high pitched voice rang out breaking the tenseness of the moment, "You don't know what fear is, Mister High School Jock."

"You want to comment on something Clarence?" Mr. Sanderson said to the rather rotund boy sitting a few feet from them.

"Look at you Mr. High School Jock. You're the hottest guy in this school," Clarence's voice squeaked, "and you have a cute boyfriend. Try looking like me, a short, fat, redheaded 'twerp', I believe that's the name you called me one time, Nick, right? Even you teased me. Try coming to school each day terrified that the jocks, in order to prove their manhood, have to pick on a guy like me. I'm a guy who wouldn't know how to defend himself even if his life depended on it. You're big and strong and know how to fight back.

"Not me. They punch me, laugh at me, call me names, stuff me in garbage cans or my locker, or like one time they dunked my head in the toilet. You try that for fear, Mr. High School football jock. And to top it off, I don't even know if I am gay," Clarence's high pitched voice stopped and his lower lip quivered. By this time tears were running down his face. Gerald got up and went to him and put his arms around him. Jenny then got up and did the same. A few others followed their lead.

"You're not as alone as you think, Clarence," Gerald said.

"Yeah, Clarence," another boy said.

Nick sat staring at everyone giving their love and understanding to the guy he never really thought about. Everyone sat back into their seats. Jenny sat next to Clarence and held his hand.

Bradley looked over at what was happening with his mouth wide open.

"Clarence, I don't know what to say," Nick said with welled up eyes, "It may be too late, but I am sorry and I won't ever do that to you or anyone else again. When I think of all the crap I laid on people to hide the fact that I was gay, it tears me up. I truly am sorry Clarence."

"Why didn't you report this?" one girl said.

"Yeah, like to whom, Mr. Asshole?" Clarence's voice whined sarcastically, "besides, it would have only made things worse."

"Thank you Clarence for being so open and you too, Nick. It just goes to show that everyone in this situation goes through some kind of trauma that is brought on by our society," Mr. Sanderson said.

Several more people got up to give testimony on their ordeal. Tad and Gerald did not. Gerald didn't think the school was ready for the story of his life as a teen street hustler. More wanted to talk, but time ran out and Mr. Sanderson adjourned the meeting until the next week.

Nick looked for Bradley, because he wanted to talk with him, but Bradley had already left.

Tad, Gerald and Nick walked to Tad's Mustang without saying a word. They got in and Tad pulled away from the parking lot.

"That was pretty intense. I didn't expect it to be like that," Gerald said finally breaking the silence.

"I feel really bad for the way I treated some of those guys," Nick said, "especially Clarence."

"Yeah, I hope things go better for him now that he got to tell his story to the club," Tad said.

"I doubt it will," Nick said.

Up in Santa Barbara, everyone on the crowded beach awaited the results of the surf competition. Charlie had just come out of the water and was greeted by Michael and Chase.

"I really nailed it man, I really nailed it fucking good," Charlie said all pumped up on adrenalin, then unzipped his wet suit and uncovered his cut and defined upper body.

"You looked so fucking good out there Charlie. Man you were right in there in that curl. I got some fuckin' hot shots of you. Wait till you see them," Chase gloated.

"You really did look good," Michael said. He wanted to put his arms around his lover but managed to control his urge.

"Attention, here is the results of today's Santa Barbara Classic," a voice blared out over the loudspeaker, drowning out even the sound of the waves crashing on the shore. Charlie, along with Michael and Chase moved in closer to the judges booth.

"In third place, Steve Shipley from the Huntington Beach Zephyr Club. The crowd gave out a muffle cry. In second place Kemo Makaha, from the Hawaii Surf Club." Charlie held his breath. "And in first place and the winner of the Santa Barbara Surf Classic, Charlie Knox from Manhattan Beach."

A loud roar rang out from the crowd, mostly from Charlie's surf buds who came running down the stands to congratulate their bud.

"You did it!" Chase yelled and jumped onto Charlie messing up his wet hair and yelling louder than anyone around. His friends all joined them and punched and shoved Charlie. Michael stood off in the distance looking at his lover wanting to go up to him and hold him and kiss him. But this was Charlie's moment, who seemed to really be enjoying it.

Charlie headed toward the judges stand to collect his trophy and his 5000 dollar prize money, escorted by all this friends.

Steve Shipley grabbed his 3rd place trophy and then stared at Charlie.

"Fuckin' faggot," Steve muttered as he passed Charlie, who stared him down and smiled.

"This fuckin' faggot beat your fuckin candy ass," Charlie said brazenly. He was too high on winning to let a remark like that bother him. Everyone who heard it, thought it was pretty funny and laughed at the guy as he pushed his way through the crowd.

Kemo Makaha accepted his second place trophy then smiled at Charlie and put out his hand.

"Hey bradda," Kemo said in his Hawaiian accent. Charlie thought being called "bradda," or brother, by Kemo Makaha was quite a compliment. He considered Kemo his greatest threat in the competition. He checked out the cut body on the surfer. He was about his age, and with his mixture Polynesian, Japanese, and Caucasian blood, he made a strikingly handsome figure.

"You a good surfer, man," Kemo continued, "and don't let dat fucka, bodder, you. You good and he know it."

"Thanks Kemo," Charlie said as they shook hands.

"But don't count on winning all the time. I plan to beat you ass off," Kemo said while laughing. Charlie laughed as well, "He could beat me off anytime," Charlie said to himself.

"Well, sounds like a challenge, Kemo. You going to Huntington?"

"Yep, I be dare."

"Cool, let the better surfer win," Charlie said.

"Yeah and dats me." Both surfers laughed as Kemo walked away. Charlie stared at the hot surfer, with the board short that were slung low enough on his hips his ass crack was beginning to show. Michael noticed Charlie's interest in Kemo and smiled at his lover.

Charlie accepted his first place trophy and his check, then his friends led by Chase, dragged him off to celebrate. Charlie looked around for Michael and signaled him to come along. Michael winked at Charlie to let him know it was ok to go with his friends.

A few hours later, everyone were still celebrating Charlie's win at the hotel bar and most were definitely feeling their liquor. All except Charlie who kept his word to Michael to not touch alcohol again. A vow Chase did not take and he too was feeling no pain.

"This is the best motherfucking surfer in California, no the US, no the fucking world," Chase slurred out. He could barely stand up and rested his body next to Charlie's so he wouldn't fall over. Michael and Daniel were standing with them at the bar and laughed at Chase's antics. Daniel had only seen Chase this drunk once before and remembered that it wouldn't be long before Chase would have to be taken back to the hotel to sleep it off.

"Thanks, Chase," Charlie said as he put his arm around his best friend's shoulders, "that means a lot to me."

Chase laughed and got real close to Charlie, "I wanna suck your dick right here," he said and grabbed for Charlie's cock.

"Ok, there," Daniel said as he reached for his partner and pulled him from Charlie.

"I wanna suck Charlie's dick," Chase said wondering why Daniel was pulling him away.

"Not here, babe, this is a public place."

"Oh yeah," Chase said as he looked around. He could hardly stand up and went to rest himself against the bar but slipped and was about to fall, when Daniel grabbed onto him.

"I think you need to lay down," Daniel laughed.

"But I wanna suck Charlie," Chase protested. Charlie looked at his best bud and put his arm around him again.

"Will do that another time ok, bud?" he said to Chase.

"Ok," Chase said abruptly.

"You better take him back to the hotel before he passes out," Michael advised.

"Yeah, you're right," Daniel agreed, "Come on Chase let's go back to the room and put you to bed."

"Can we fuck when we get there?" Chase said swaying back and forth.

"Yeah, I'll let you fuck me, babe," Daniel laughed. He knew full well Chase would pass out as soon as they got to their room.

"Good," Chase said with a broad smile then turned to Charlie and put his arms around him, "I love you Charlie."

"I love you too Chase," Charlie said as he looked at his handsome best friend.

"I had better go, Daniel wants me to fuck him and I always do what Daniel wants," Chase laughed then slipped again, but this time Charlie caught him. "Shit, I'm drunk."

Daniel laughed and grabbed onto Chase and led him toward his friends where they all said goodbye, then he held onto Chase and they walked out of the bar and to the elevator to get to their hotel room.

Michael moved closer to Charlie and smiled. He was silent for a short while then looked at his young lover.

"Do you miss it, Charlie? I mean the booze."

"Not after watching Chase," Charlie laughed. He looked down at the bottle of water he was drinking. "Sometimes, I do," Charlie said seriously. "Sometimes, its really rough, but then I look at you and that goes away." Charlie looked up from his bottle of water, and stared at his lover. "I love you Michael and I want you to be proud of me." Charlie's voice began to crack.

"I am proud of you, Charlie. You really turned your life around."

"Because of you, and..."

"Hey, bradda," a loud voice called out behind them interrupting what Charlie was about to say.

"Hey Kemo," Charlie said gaining control of his emotions again. Kemo walked up next to Charlie and put his arm around his shoulders. Kemo had been drinking but was not really drunk, just feeling good.

"I'm gonna buy you a drink," he said then noticed Michael standing very close to Charlie.

"He puttin' the make on you, bradda?" Kemo whispered to Charlie.

"He always does. Actually Kemo, Michael here is my partner," Charlie said proudly.

"Your partner huh. Cool, he's pretty hot, dare Charlie," Kemo said, "but then, you too." Michael reached out and shook Kemo's hand.

Charlie looked at Michael and wondered if he was hearing right.

"Let me buy you two a drink," Kemo said calling over the bartender. "What you drinking Michael?"

"Oh, just a Corona," Michael said to the bartender.

"I'll have a bloody Mary," Kemo said, then turned to Charlie, "what about you bradda?"

"Just another water," Charlie said to the bartender.

"Water? You got ta have somein' better than dat, we celebratin."

"Hmmm, I'm a recovering alcoholic, Kemo. Water will be fine," Charlie said.

"Oh, I see, ok, then bar keep, give my friend a large glass of water with lots of fruit in it... and an umbrella," Kemo laughed.

Michael and Charlie laughed and were surprised at how Kemo took to them and accepted the fact that Charlie's alcoholism was an important factor.

The bartender brought their drinks with Charlie's glass of water filled to the brim with different kinds of fruit. The three men laughed as they toasted their new friendship.

"How long you two been togeter?" Kemo asked.

"Hmm about 6 or 7 months, I think," Charlie said.

"Cool, me and my man been togeter goin on about 4 years now," Kemo said. Charlie took another drink of his water then stopped.

"Huh? You and your man?" Charlie asked and looked at Michael.

"You ain't the only queer on the circuit, bradda," Kemo said with a smile, "I'm just not as open as you."

"That's great Kemo. Is he here or back on the islands," Michael said.

"He's home, I miss his fuckin ass. It gets lonely here," Kemo said.

"Thanks Kemo for trusting us with your secret," Michael said.

"Yeah, Kemo. I won't feel so alone out there now," Charlie laughed and stared at the handsome Hawaiian. Kemo stared back but turned away, not wanting to cause any problem with Michael.

Michael did observe the exchange between his partner and the other young surfer.

"Yeah, I miss my Johnny Boy," Kemo said.

"Is he as hot as you?" Charlie said and winked at Michael. Michael smiled back at him, knowing what Charlie was trying to do.

"Ha, Johnny Boy is the looker in the family," Kemo laughed.

"Don't undersell yourself Kemo, you're very handsome and have a terrific body," Michael said.

"Tanks, both a you," Kemo said, then thought a bit. "Would you guys want ta hook-up togeter or sometin tonight?"

"Yeah, I think I'd like that, what do you say Michael?" Charlie said, winking at his partner.

"I think that would be a great idea, myself," Michael said, "why don't you come up to our room."

"I need a shower, first," Kemo said.

"You can shower up at our room," Michael said grinning.

"Let's go bradda," Kemo said. They said their goodbyes to there friends and headed toward the elevator.

They got in and were the only 3 there as it sped to their penthouse suite. They were silent then Charlie put his arm around Kemo and brought him close and kissed his lips. Kemo smiled then looked at Michael and kissed him as well.

"You got my dick hard," Kemo blurted out as he grabbed at Michael's and Charlie's manhoods. They laughed as the door opened to their floor and headed to their room.

"Hey, this room is bigga than my apartment on Maui," Kemo said as they walked into the suite and he looked around, "I gotta pee and shower, then let's fuck."

"Sounds good to me. It's over here," Michael said as he led Kemo through the bedroom and to the spacious bathroom.

"Holy Shit, this shower is big," Kemo exclaimed as he approached the toilet to take a pee. He left the door open.

"Do you think we should join him?" Charlie asked.

"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing," Michael said as he took Charlie in his arms.

"I can't believe I'm about to get fucked by Kemo Makaha," Charlie said.

"What if he's a bottom," Michael said with a grin then kissed Charlie's lips.

"No, he's a top. I'm sure of it."

"Bet you he's a bottom," Michael said.

"Ok, ten bucks and your on," Charlie laughed as they both heard the toilet flush and the shower go on.

"Come on, sexy, let's get naked and go find out who wins the 10 bucks," Michael said, then he and Charlie stripped off their clothes and walked into the bathroom, just as Kemo stepped into the shower.

"Hey bradda," Kemo said, "you guys wanta start already, huh?"

"We have a bet going and we want to find out who wins," Charlie said as he and Michael got into the shower, took Kemo in their arms and began to kiss him.

"Whoo, you guys good kissers," Kemo said as he came up for air. Then he looked down at Michael's and Charlie's 9-inch dicks.

"Holy Mothe Fucka, you guys going to fuck me with dose tings?" Kemo said staring at the two lovers' weapons.

"That's what we were thinking," Michael said, then he looked at Charlie and they laughed.

"What's so funny," Kemo asked a bit defensively, thinking he was being laughed at.

"We had a bet wondering if you were a top or a bottom," Michael laughed. Kemo smiled and said.

"Oh my Johnny Boy fucks me good. Who won da bet?" Kemo asked while looking at Charlie.

"I did," Michael said and took Kemo in his arms and kissed him. Charlie poured liquid soap on Kemo's body, then on Michael's body, then on his. They all laughed and began to wash each other paying particular attention to their genitals and ass. They rinsed themselves off and turned off the water.

Kemo stood there as the water beaded up on his body. His dripping wet black hair lay on his forehead and over his ears.

"Goddamn Kemo, you're very sexy. Your Johnny Boy is a lucky man," Michael said as he stared at Kemo large, think uncut cock. Charlie smiled. He was glad Michael was attracted to Kemo which meant they both could have fun with him.

"Hey, are we going to stand here looking at our dicks or are we going to dry off so we could fuck. My ass itching," Kemo laughed. Michael and Charlie laughed too as they took towels and dried themselves off.

Michael took Charlie and Kemo by the hands and led them to the bed. He pushed each one down on their backs with their legs hanging off the side. He stood and stared at the two boys and grinned.

"Goddamn you two are hot," he panted then got on his knees, grabbed Kemo's uncut piece of meat in his hand while he devoured Charlie 9 inch cock until it slid down his throat and his nose was buried in his bush.

Kemo leaned up on his elbows to get a better vantage point while enjoying Michael's hand on his cock.

"Damn Michael, you swallow that whole ting," Kemo said when he saw Michael had all 9 inches of Charlie's dick in his mouth. Michael let Charlie's dick slide from in between his lips and smiled.

"We practice a lot," Michael grinned, then latched onto Charlie's dick and looked at Kemo, pulled back his foreskin, and swallowed his impressive cock down to his dark bush.

"Mutter fucka," Kemo gasped, "you good." Charlie smiled then leaned into Kemo and buried his tongue deep into his mouth. Michael looked up and saw Charlie and Kemo kissing and it turned him on, but he wanted them to suck him, so he dropped Kemo's dick and stood up in front of the boys. Charlie knew what Michael wanted so he let go of Kemo's tongue and sat up signaling for Kemo to do the same. They both went in and Kemo took one side of Michael's cock, while Charlie took the other and licked their way up and down Michael's member. Each time Kemo and Charlie got to the tip of Michael dick, their lips would meet and their tongues would find their way inside each other's mouths.

Kemo thought he would be greedy and tried to swallow Michael's cock in one gulp. He was not successful and began to gag.

"Take it easy, Kemo, you have to work up to that thing," Charlie said referring to Michael big size.

Kemo smiled and tried again with the same results.

"I tink you right," Kemo said smiling.

"See let me show ya," Charlie said then slid his lips over Michael's dick until he had the whole thing down his throat.

"Mutter Fucka," Kemo said all impressed.

Michael watched as the boys sucked his dick but the urge to fuck both of them became pretty strong.

"Ok, this is fun but who am I going to fuck first?" Michael said.

"You can fuck me first," Charlie said.

Michael was about to say ok when Kemo spoke up.

"No, no," Kemo said, "I want you bote to fuck me, you first Michael. You been doin all the work now you lay down," Kemo said as he stood up. Michael lay down on the bed, his big dick was pointed to the ceiling in anticipation of what he was about to do.

Charlie got the lube and poured a good amount in his hand and coated his lover's cock while smiling at him. He put more on his fingers then kissed Kemo while bringing his lube coated finger to Kemo's backside and stuck his fingers inside his pucker.

"You're going to need a lot of this," Charlie said to Kemo.

"We'll see," Kemo said as he stood on the bed then crouched down over Michael's hard member. Charlie helped him line up Michael's cock with his rosebud, and Kemo opened up and let it slide all the way down.

"Oh fuck, dis is good," Kemo said in sexual bliss.

"Fuck," Michael gasped. Charlie lay next to his lover and ran his hand over his hairy chest and pinched his nipple.

"Charlie," Kemo said with Michael's big dick in his ass, "stand over Michael and put you dick in my mouth."

Charlie smiled, then kissed Michael, then stood up over him so he could put his cock in Kemo's mouth.

"Now don't cum," Kemo ordered, "I want you to cum inside me too after Michael is done."

"Ok, I'll try," Charlie said just as Kemo slid his lips around Charlie big dick. In and out Kemo slid his lips round Charlie rigid member, as he moved up and down on Michael's dick.

Michael had the best vantage point. He watched as his dick slid in and out of Kemo's ass and looked up to see Kemo's sucking his lover. Some of Kemo's saliva dripped from Charlie's coated dick onto Michael's stomach.

"Oh fuck," Michael said and Kemo dropped Charlie's dick from his mouth sensing he was too close to dropping his load, and smiled up at him.

"Whatever you are doing, Kemo, don't stop!" Michael said as Kemo butt hole was working wonders on his extra hard cock.

"It's an old Hawaiian trick," Kemo joked, "taught to me by my fadder." He began to laugh as he continued to use his anal muscles to pleasure Michael. Michael got very serious as he tried to control his orgasm. Kemo sped up his up and down motion, closing his eyes as the sensation of Michael's dick inside him was bringing him close to his orgasm, but he wanted Charlie to fuck him too before he let go.

"Oh Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Michael cried out just as his big dick unleashed inside Kemo's ass. Michael plowed his big dick inside Kemo over and over again until his balls were empty. Kemo lifted his butt off Michael's dick then lay down next to him.

"Come Charlie, fuck me quick," Kemo cried out as he raised his legs. Charlie quickly lubed his dick, stood at the side of the bed, grabbed Kemo's hips and pulled him toward him. Charlie looked at Kemo's hole that was still dripping Michael's load. He smiled and slid his dick inside and watched Michael's cum ooze out over his cock. Then Kemo did the Hawaiian thing with his sphincter.

"Oh fuck," Charlie said then began to shoot his load inside Kemo's ass. He didn't have time to even try and control it. "Jesus christ," Charlie called out as he let loose with load after load of his sex juices, mixing his spunk with Michael's inside Kemo's ass. "Fuck," Charlie said one last time.

Kemo grabbed his dick and began to beat off, but Michael pushed his hand away and devoured his cock in his mouth. Charlie pulled out of Kemo's ass then joined Michael. They each took a side of Kemo's dick, literally jacking his dick with their tongues.

"Fuck," Kemo said as he began to shoot a big load onto his stomach, Michael began to lap it up, while Charlie swallowed Kemo's dick letting the rest of his cum slide down his throat.

Charlie let go of Kemo's dick as soon as he was satisfied no more cum was going to be given up then lay down next to him and Michael.

"Fuck, Kemo," Charlie said, "that was one hell of a wild ride."

"Yeah, sure was," Michael said still breathing hard.

"Yeah, my ass gonna be hurtin for a week," Kemo laughed.

"Well, I can look at it if you want to," Michael said letting the doctor in him come out.

"Huh?" Kemo said then laughed thinking Michael was being funny.

"Michael's a doctor," Charlie said, "and a pretty good one at that."

"You be a docta?" Kemo said, "I never been fucked by a docta before."

"Now you can say you have," Michael laughed.

"I be ok, though," Kemo said.

"Well if you want to clean the cum out of your butt you can do that too if you wish," Michael offered.

"Nope, gotta sleep with it inside me," Kemo replied, "my Hawaiian grandfadda said if I wanna have cum braddas, you gotta sleep with the cum inside you," he laughed, "Then we be braddas for real," Kemo said seriously.

"Ok Kemo, then we be braddas," Charlie said.

"Yeah, bradda," Michael added.

"Good," Kemo said then kissed his new formed "family".

Chase and Daniel, along with Gerald, Ryan and Tad rode up the escalator to the third level of the Hollywood and Highland complex and walked into the Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency. Daniel was there just because Chase wanted his partner to be there. He always felt more confident and sure of himself when Daniel was around.

"Hi, are you Louise?" Chase asked the sexy blond receptionist.

"Yes...I am," Louise said still reading from her script.

"Hi, Louise," I'm Chase Bell and we have an appointment with Janice.

"Oh, Mr. Bell, it is so nice to meet you," Louise said. She stood up, shook Chase's hand, batted her eyes and put her shoulders back to make sure her boobs were noticed by Chase, who she knew was a photographer. She poured on the sexuality, but didn't know she was wasting her time on the gay men in front of her.

"I will tell Ms. Dickinson that you are here," she said mechanically, then sat down again and dialed Janice's extension. Within a few seconds, Janice came out of her office to greet them. Her assistants, Gabe and Mark, followed soon after her. Gabe noticed Tad and gave him a wink and a smile.

"Chase, so glad to see you again," she said then kissed him on the cheek. She did the same thing to Daniel, making sure she ran her hands up his muscular arms.

"My lord," she said and smiled at herself because of the way she was acting. She then turned to Tad and Ryan, "You boys are looking great as usual. Today, you're going to meet some of the other models."

"And don't let the males models freak you out. They can be a little insecure when new blood comes on board, especially when they are as good-looking as you two," Gabe added.

"That's true, so don't show any signs of weakness or they will attack," Janice said as everyone laughed. Tad and Ryan looked at each other and wondered what they got themselves into.

"Well are we ready to meet the models?" Janice asked.

"We might want to wait a bit for Clark Hamilton, he should be here soon," Chase announced, just as Clark Hamilton and Doug Anderson walked into the lobby. Chase was not too happy to see Doug again, especially after what happened in Mexico.

"Ah, speaking of the devil," Chase said then introduced Clark and Doug to Janice.

"It's great to meet you Janice," Clark said, "Chase has nothing but phrase for you and your agency."

"Thank you Clark, we all think very highly of Chase here too," she said returning the compliment. "Ok enough of the brown nosing, shit, you ready to get down to business and see the models?" Janice continued in her usual bold way.

"Yeah, let's do it," Chase said and everyone agreed. Janice led them to an area where chairs were set up so the models could parade in front of them.

"Gerald, come over little bro and sit here," Chase called out.

"Ok, boss," Gerald said and sat down between him and Daniel. Chase knew Gerald had a good instinct when it came to the models so he wanted his input.

"Are we ready?" Janice asked.

"Yeah, bring'em on," Clark said.

"Gabe, would you tell the models to come out now?" Janice asked of her assistant.

"Sure Janice," Gabe replied and got up from his chair, glanced at Tad and winked, then went to the back to get the models. Ryan saw this and leaned into Tad, "You know he's flirting with you," Ryan advised.

"Yeah, I know, he's cute," Tad said. Ryan looked at Tad again and wondered what he was up to.

One by one in a single file, the models, male and female, walked out and stood in front of Chase and his crew.

"Before we get started," Janice said to her models, "I want you to meet the two newest members of the Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency." She then signaled for Tad and Ryan to step up and get in line.

"This is Tad Markus and Ryan West, they were both recently signed with the agency." Some of the female models eyes lit up when they saw the two handsome young men in their group. A few of the male models eyes lit up as well, but most felt insecure because of the new competition. Tad and Ryan greeted everyone hoping they could learn a thing or two from them.

"Before I signed Tad and Ryan, they had already been chosen by Chase Bell for the shoot. Chase Bell is the photographer, for this project," Janice continued, "Tad and Ryan have little experience but they are naturals at this and I hope you guys will help them along.

Some of the guys looked at each other as if to say "yeah right". Something that didn't go unnoticed by Janice.

"Kehoe, is there a problem?" Janice barked at the handsome young model who seemed to have the biggest smirk on his face.

"Do you think it's fair that these guys were chosen before they got to see us?" Kehoe said with a smug look on his face.

"Yes," Chase said firmly as he answered the question with no explanation. Kehoe thought he better keep his mouth shut or he would blow his chance to be part of the shoot. There were no more questions.

Kehoe was one of the models that Chase was impressed with when he saw his picture in Janice's book and hoped he would not be a troublemaker.

Janice shook her head, knowing that Kehoe, although one of her more popular models, also had a tendency to be a bit of a rabble-rouser.

"Janice," Clark said wanting to get the selection process moving, "can I say something to the models?"

"Of course, Clark, go ahead." Clark stood up and looked at the handsome array of young men and women in front of him.

"Hi, I'm Clark Hamilton, president and CEO of Union Clothes. I'm sure you are familiar with our line. In the past we mainly have catered to the young gay male, but now we are going on a large scale change in our demographic. We are aiming for both young male and female, straight as well as gay, and at the same time, going after another demographic of the late twenties early thirties and still keep our gay customers. They made us and we do not intend to abandon them. That is why we have signed on Cole Bennett to this project."

The name Cole Bennett caused a rumble among the models that were familiar with the name.

"I will let Chase Bell, explain what he expects of the models that will be chosen today."

"Hi everyone," Chase said as he stood up to face the models. Everyone said hi back, but stared at the young man who was about the same age or younger than most of the them. Chase noticed the looks and, by now, was used to it and knew what people were thinking. Chase decided to ignore it and not try to defend his age to anyone, anymore.

"Ok, this is what I'm looking for, young, bright energetic people. I think Janice has told you that we are going our summer fashion shoot and for you to come prepared to show skin.

"So guys, take off your shirts and ladies I hope you are in some kind of swim wear."

The guys, including Tad and Ryan, immediately removed their shirts and the girls stripped down to the swimwear they had under their clothes. The males models became very insecure when they saw the bodies of the two newest members, especially Ryan's body.

"Wow, you all look great," Chase said, as his photographer's eye looked over the girls and their great bodies, while his gay photographer's eye looked over the very hot, cut bodies of the male models. "This shoots going to be fun," he said to himself with a smile. He looked over at Daniel who saw the look on his face and winked at him.

"Ok, let me explain a few things about the shoot," Chase continued pulling himself back to business, "The catalog as well as the Union Clothes website will tell several stories while showing off the line of clothes. There will be photos as well as film on this shoot. You may be interviewed for the film. There will be some acting involved. There will also be interaction between male and male, male and female, and female and female. If this bothers you, say it right now and we will take you off the list for consideration. Good, no one is bothered," Chase said not giving anyone a chance to object. He wanted to establish himself as the one calling the shots and not let anyone get the idea, because he was young he couldn't be in charge. "I chose you all by looking at your pictures, now I want to see how you react in person.

"The location for the shoot will be in Mexico, Playa Zipolite to be exact. We will fly into Acapulco, and helicopter to the site. The shoot is expected to last about two weeks. Clark's a good boss and he will pay very well for this project. It will get national attention and will be good exposure for all of you. So any questions?"

"Yes," one of the female models said. She was the one Chase wanted for the straight couple to play opposite Tad, "are you married or single?" she asked much to Janice's dismay. Everyone laughed including Chase.

Janice didn't and was about to chastise her model for the unprofessional question, when Chase spoke up.

"Well ladies, I'm openly gay and that hunky bastard over there," Chase said pointing to Daniel, "is my partner, sorry ladies and, for those inclined, sorry guys." That got a big laugh. Daniel blushed and shook his head.

"So, I'm a bastard, now," Daniel joked. This got an even bigger laugh from the models, who seemed to begin to relax, something Chase was hoping they would do.

"You're Daniel," PJ, one of Janice's openly gay models said.

"Yeah, that's me," Daniel said knowing where this was going.

"Your book is hot!" PJ said and that got another laugh. "We were looking at Janice's copy in the back before we came out."

"Ok, so now you made points with my partner. I guess he will make me choose you," Chase laughed.

"Ok, ok, let's get down to business," Janice said, bringing the meeting back onto a more professional level.

"One more thing," Chase said, "I usually run a relaxed shoot, but I also expect you all to act in a professional manner and do what is expected of you," Chase said while staring at Kehoe. He had already decided to pick him, but wanted him and the others to understand what was expected of them. "That's all I have to say right now, so let's start the selection process."

Chase sat down in his chair and conferred with Clark and Janice, but kept looking to Gerald for advice and his instincts. Chase asked Tad about a few of the female models and asked him to stand next to them to see how they looked together. Ryan teased him about it.

They asked several of the models questions and within the hour had decided on their choices. They picked more models than originally expected because Chase had more ideas once he saw the models in person.

Janice dismissed the models that were not chosen so she could congratulate the models that were.

"Well this is great," she said, "congratulations to all of you." All her models applauded themselves and felt good about being chosen. Even Kehoe, felt good. PJ was chosen as well, not because of the compliment he paid Daniel but because Chase felt he fit the look perfectly. All together there were 12 models chosen, not counting Tad, Ryan or Cole. Chase did take note of the 3 models that were not chosen and knew they would be perfect for another high fashion shoot he had coming up. He asked Janice to let them know he would contact them in about a week.

"Ok everyone gather together," Janice called out, "Gabe is going to take our picture for a few of the trade publications."

Everyone laughed and got into place. Even Daniel was called over to join in the picture. After moving a few people around the picture was taken and they all applauded themselves again.

"I tell you what," Clark said, "I know it's a Friday Night, but if you all have nothing to do, I would like to take you all out for dinner." That seemed to get approval from all the models.

"Janice, you, Gabe and Mark, will come with us?" Clark asked more like a demand than a question.

"Sure," Janice answered for herself and her assistants. Gabe looked at Tad and smiled. Tad smiled back. He found Gabe, who was several years older than he, to be attractive and decided to see what could happen.

On the way out the door, Doug Andersen stopped Chase and pulled him off to the side.

"Chase, I need to talk with you," Doug said.

"What is it Doug," Chase said with a hostile tone.

"Look, I want to apologize for the way I acted in Mexico, especially toward your partner's son. That's not me. I just recently came out. I was married and she left me when I told her I was gay and, well, I guess down in Mexico I felt free and I drank too much and over stepped my bounds. I really want to say I'm sorry." Chase stared at Doug. His look softened once he realized Doug's apology was sincere.

"Apology accepted, Doug. Maybe you should also apologize to Gerald," Chase said.

"I was going to ask you if that was ok."

"Sure, but don't let his dad see you. He's a little sensitive about things like someone hitting on his son," Chase said while rubbing his neck.

"Sure thanks," Doug said as he and Chase met up with the rest of the crowd.

They all went to one of the upscale restaurants in the Hollywood and Highland complex. When they got seated, Tad was sitting next to Gabe, but Ryan was on the other end of the table talking with some of the models. Every once in a while he would glance at Tad who seemed to be laughing and having a good time with Gabe. A twinge of jealousy swept over Ryan, but he knew it was his fault for pushing Tad away.

When they finished eating, Tad leaned into Gabe and said, "I'll be right back I got to hit the head."

"Hmm, I'll join ya. I gotta pee pretty bad," Gabe said as they both got up. Ryan watched as Tad and Gabe headed toward the bathroom.

The bathroom was empty and there were many urinals to choose from, but Gabe and Tad chose the ones next to each other. Gabe kept staring at Tad's manhood as he tried to pee.

"You're giving me a hard-on and I can't pee," Tad said with a smile.

Gabe looked down at Tad's growing erection and his own dick began to grow.

"Fuck," he said and pulled Tad into one of the toilet stalls shut the door, and kissed Tad wildly while grabbing onto his hard cock that was still dangling out of his jeans. Without saying a word, Gabe got down on his knees and swallowed Tad's dick and began to suck on it wildly.

"Oh fuck," Tad said as he felt his orgasm quickly approach. He tried to pull out but Gabe held him there.

"I'm cumming," Tad whispered as he let loose inside Gabe's mouth. Gabe waited until he was sure Tad was done then let go and stood back up, while wiping his mouth.

"Let me do you," Tad said breathlessly.

"No, we don't have time. Here is my address," Gabe said reaching into his pocket for his card, "do you think you could come over tonight?"

"Yeah, I think that could be arranged," Tad said.

"Good, bring your tooth brush and don't say anything to anyone, especially that boyfriend of yours," Gabe said referring to Ryan.

"Ryan's not my boyfriend," Tad said.

"Yeah, right. He's been watching us ever since you guys got here."

"It doesn't matter. He don't love me," Tad said.

"Come on over tonight and we'll talk about it after I fuck your ass," Gabe said then kissed Tad as they left the bathroom.

Andreas Muller, now known as James Olsen, lay naked on his lounge chair next to the pool. His tanned body was covered in sweat from lying in the hot Mexican sun. In spite of his madness, Andreas still kept his body in good shape.

He grabbed the photographer's trade paper that was just delivered to him and was about to page through it when his mind drifted back to Playa Zipolite, and that night that Nils beat him with his own gun. His head wounds were not serious although he did loose a lot of blood. He remembered treating the gash on his head with some antiseptic, then, fearful of what Nils might say to the police packed his car with all his belongings and left Playa del Amor before the sun came up. Within a few days, he made his way to another small seaside town about 50 miles outside of Acapulco and rented this big house that overlooked the ocean.

Andreas went to grab his drink, but realized the glass was empty.

"Gerald," he called out, "bring me another drink."

A young, cute Mexican boy about 16 years old with a shaved head, came running out of the house with Andreas' tropical drink. He waited for Andreas to dismiss him, but Andreas just looked up at him and gave him an evil smile as he stared at the boy's naked body.

"I love the way you look, Gerald with all those things I put on you," Andreas said while he fondled the boy's genitals until he was erect. He had adorned the boy's body, as he did Gerald's, with piercings on his ears, nipples, eyebrows and naval. The young boy even went through the agony of Andreas' sadistic way of piercing his penis. He also wore a slave lock and chain around his neck.

"Thank you senior," the boy said. The boy's real name was Carlos, but got used to Andreas calling him by someone else's name. He didn't know who this Gerald was, but he was smart enough to know Gerald was in a safer place than being with the mad man laying on the chaise lounge in front of him.

You see Andreas killed another man in the same manner he killed Sam, by drugging him then tying his hands and feet to the bed and suffocating him while having anal sex. He also convinced young Carlos that he killed the man, just like he duped Gerald. The young boy was a street waif that Andreas picked up. He had no family and no friends to speak of or miss him, and was forced to stay with the mad man, in fear of being taken to jail for murder.

Andreas took a long drink of his Mai Tai, then put it down and sat up in the lounge. By this time the young boy's dick was at full erection and Andreas swallowed it down to Carlos' dark bush.

"Oh Jimmy," Carlos moaned. Andreas allowed him to call him Jimmy only when they were having sex. Andreas' tongue played with the Prince Albert in his mouth causing more pleasure for both of them.

Andreas dropped the cock from his mouth and ran his hands over the young boy's smooth chest and his stomach that had the hint of a six-pack.

"Lay down next to me Gerald," Andreas said. His dick was hard as a rock and wanted to be inside this new Gerald.

Without a word, Carlos laid down on the chaise lounge, dreading what was about to happen. He was about to get fucked dry, with no lube, maybe just some spit, but that was never enough.

Andreas lay on top of him and kissed him passionately, all the while calling out Gerald's name. He stared into the eyes of the boy under him, but his demented mind saw the real Gerald and not the handsome teen that was actually there.

Then he lifted Carlos' leg and mercilessly rammed his big hard cock all the way inside the young lad's hole. Carlos let out a loud scream from the pain. But there was no one around for miles to come to his rescue. His screams were only heard by the mad man on top of him. The young boy had soon reached his threshold of pain and just lay there waiting for Andreas to cum inside him. His eyes were glassy as he just stared at the clouds in the sky and dreamed of flying amongst them.

Andreas' hips were pumping away inside the boy ass, when his eyes drifted toward the photographer's trade paper that fell open onto the ground.

He stopped abruptly and pulled his cock from Carlos, causing the young man to scream out in pain again.

Andreas stood up, picked up the trade paper and there before him was a picture of Chase Bell, Daniel Casadini and his Gerald along with a bunch of other people he didn't know or care about, at the Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency. He quickly read the article.

"That shoot was supposed to be mine," he said out loud when he finished reading. "So you are all coming to Acapulco in March," he stopped and thought for a bit, then and evil grin swept over his face, and said out loud, "I'll deal with you then, all of you."

Andreas let the paper fall to the ground and walked back toward the house. Carlos picked up the paper and for the first time saw the boy his same age who was the real Gerald. He stared at the picture then ran his finger over Gerald's likeness.

"You are lucky my friend," the boy said in his native language to Gerald's picture.

"Gerald, come," Andreas ordered. Carlos dropped the paper and followed Andreas into the house.

To Be Continued