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The Naked Surfer Chapter 4 by John Josept
The next morning the clock radio went off at 7 AM as usual. Daniel tried to open his eyes but couldn't. The Star radio morning DJ's, Jaime and Danny, were once again all pissed off about something and were yelling on the radio, trying to convince whoever would listen, they were right.
Daniel was having a difficult time waking up. His eyes were just not willing to open. He felt his early morning erection start to grow, but this time there was something different. His erection felt warm, wonderful...and Wet. Daniel's sleepy eyes immediately opened wide. He realized it was Chase's mouth on his dick that was making it feel so good. Daniel looked down at his big cock in Chase's mouth. Chase's smiling blue eyes looked up to him.
"What a sight," Daniel thought to himself as he watched Chase work on his dick. "I don't think I remember seeing anything like this in any of the manuals, especially with someone as good-looking as Chase."
With Daniels' cock still in his mouth, Chase began to fondle Daniel's balls. His hand worked its way to Daniel's asscrack then found his rosebud. Daniel jumped with anticipation. Then he felt Chase's finger enter his hole and push past his sphincter muscle. Daniel jumped again and let out an audile gasp.
Up and down, Chase sucked on Daniel's manhood. Daniel ran his fingers through Chase's hair as he sucked him, just as all the manuals he read told him to do. Chase moved his free hand over Daniel's six-pack and up to his chest. He rolled Daniels' nipples around in his fingers, and then ran his hand back down his abs. Daniel could feel his orgasm start to creep its way through his loins. His breathing became more and more rapid. Chase knew what that meant by now. Daniel desperately tried to hold back from cumming, but it was no use.
"Oh fuck, Chase," Daniel said, trying to talk, but his impeding orgasm limited his vocabulary. "Oh god... cumming." No sooner were the words out of his mouth when Daniel's first blast of cum hit the back of Chase's eager mouth. Chase swallowed just as another shot blasted from Daniel's dick, then another and another. Daniel's face grimaced between pain and ecstasy as the last drop of sperm shot from his cock and slid down into Chase's throat.
Chase held on to Daniel's dick until it went soft. He let it fall from his mouth, removed his finger from Daniel's hole, then moved his body up to meet Daniel, and kissed him long and hard. Chase was still not satisfied sexually. With his dick still very hard, he lay on top of Daniel. Daniel opened his legs and Chase's cock brushed up against Daniel's sensitive rosebud. Daniel jumped and wrapped his legs around Chase.
"Sorry, did I hurt you?" Chase asked.
"Oh God no, that felt so good Chase. Someday, you will have to stick your dick in me instead of your finger," Daniel said with a smile, still remembering the fantasy in the shower.
"Well, someday I will, but right now, you have to get up and go to the office, and I got to meet the guys to go surfing."
Chase got off of Daniel and stood at the side of the bed, with his dick sticking out hard and firm.
Daniel sat up on the bed and was in awe of the man standing in front of him. Chase's smooth tanned all over skin, his hard body and hard dick, were just aching to be touched.
"I know what you want to do Daniel, but we really can't, you will be late for work," Chase tried to rationalize.
Daniel just smiled and swung his legs over the side of the bed and sat in front of Chase. He put his hands on Chase's hips and guided Chase's dick into his mouth. The manual came to Daniel's mind on how to do this and he sucked just as the instruction book taught him. Daniel was relentless in how he was sucking on Chase's dick. He wanted Chase to cum no matter what. Daniel's head was moving wildly in and out on Chase's dick.
"Fuck babe," is all Chase said as his spunk let loose inside Daniel's mouth. Daniel was taken by surprise but he didn't let any of Chase's sperm fall from his lips. Chase just kept cumming and Daniel just kept swallowing. Both men were sweating profusely by the time Daniel let go of Chase's spent cock. Daniel stood up and kissed Chase, their tongues exchanging the remnants of Chase's spunk still in Daniel's mouth. They laughed, as they fell down on the bed with Chase lying on top of Daniel again.
"Isn't this where we were a few minutes ago?" Daniel asked, still laughing.
Chase kissed Daniel and stood up. "That was amazing babe, but we got to get going," Chase said.
"First we have to take a shower," Daniel said with a grin, as his eyebrows moved up and down.
"You horn dog," Chase said laughing, "boy, give you a taste of my dick and you want more, more, more."
They both laughed as they walked hand in hand into the bathroom to the shower. They indeed had sex again, each one, shooting his sperm down the drain. They cleaned themselves up, turned off the water and dried themselves.
Daniel rushed around trying to get ready to leave. It looked like, for the first time in his life, he was going to be late getting to his office. Somehow, it didn't seem to worry him. Leaving Chase, even for eight hours, was difficult enough; going to the office on time didn't seem to be a priority anymore.
Chase, still not dressed said to Daniel, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I have to work a double shift today. I won't get off until 10PM. I have to cover for this guy who covered for me a few weeks ago. Sorry, babe." Chase went up to Daniel who was showing immediate visible signs of disappointment, put his arms around him and kissed his lips.
"Damn, could I come and pick you up at least?" Daniel asked.
"No need, one of the checkers is going to give me a ride. I hope you don't mind me coming here again tonight. I won't be able to for a couple days after tomorrow, though. My fucking old man comes back and I will have to stay around until he gets himself together."
"Fuck," Daniel said, "why are you laying all this on me now, right before I have to head off to work."
Chase still holding Daniel in his arms said lovingly, "Look Daniel, I don't like this anymore than you, but we will be together, no need to worry about that. Nothing is going to keep me from you. So, is it ok if I stay again tonight?"
"Of course, you can stay anytime you want," Daniel said, trying to hold back his insecurities.
"Remember, Chelsea comes tomorrow to look at your shit. I will type up all that we cataloged last night. Do I need a password to get into your computer?" Chase asked trying to change the subject.
"No, just turn it on that's all. Oh, give me a phone number where I can reach you? Here's my number at the house, my cel phone and at my office." Daniel said writing down the three phone numbers for Chase. Chase in turn gave him his cel phone number and the number to his dad's house.
They gave each other one more kiss and Daniel left the house for the office feeling very depressed.
Chase stood in front of the living room window and watched as Daniel drove away. Suddenly the house was dead quiet and Chase felt a sense of loss, like something vital was abruptly taken away from him. He turned and went to the bathroom and got into his wetsuit. He didn't put it over his shoulders yet but just let it ride on his hips. He grabbed the key to the house and put it on his wristband, so he wouldn't loose it. He then went out to the back, got his surfboard, and headed down the Strand to meet his friends.
Devin and Brian were already at the usual meeting place when Chase arrived.
"Hey," Devin said to Chase.
"Hey," Chase replied.
"How's it going Bri?" Chase asked Brian.
Brian just shrugged his shoulders and said, "Ok, I guess."
"What's it like," Chase asked referring to the surf.
"Flat, surf sucks," Devin answered, as they all stood and looked out to the ocean.
"Hey what the fuck is going on between you and Charlie?" Devin asked. Next to Charlie, Devin is Chase's closest friend. He and his long time girlfriend, Shelby, live next door to Charlie and just a block from Chase's Dad's house.
"Why, what did he say?" Chase asked.
"That's just it, he doesn't say anything, but every time I mention your name he gives me this look and walks away. Did you two have a fucking fight or something we don't know about?"
"Beats me" Chase lied, "I haven't been able to talk to him for days. If you see him tell him I want to talk with him and to stop fucking avoiding me."
"Well, I don't know what's going on and frankly, I down give a shit, but he's driving me and Shelby crazy here. I will pass the word on to him." Devin looked into his close friend's eyes with compassion, "You ok, Chase?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," Chase lied again; he missed Charlie a lot.
Chase looked out at the water, the surf was beginning to pick up. He didn't say anything; he put his wetsuit over his shoulders and zipped up, then picked up his board and headed out to the water. The others followed.
Daniel spent another routine and boring day at the office. The only break he had from the monotony was when he called Chase for no special reason but to hear his voice. Otherwise, five o'clock took forever to roll around and when it did, he was out the door. He decided he would go to the gym and workout then head over to Scotties for something to eat. Then he would go home and wait for Chase to arrive.
His gym workout usually lasted a couple hours but he cut it short to only and hour and a half. When his routine was finished, Daniel's body was buffed and hard and sweaty. He wished Chase could see him now. To make matters worse, he was horny as hell. He was having a difficult time suppressing his Chase inspired erection.
Daniel figured to save time, he would shower there at the gym, instead of going home to shower as he usually does. He was always embarrassed to show his body in public. He didn't think his body was good enough. For the first time, though, he noticed other guys on the gym floor, staring at him. His insecurities told him they were laughing at him. In reality they were admiring and even getting turned on by his hot, well-defined, muscular physique.
Daniel got into the shower stall and quickly washed the sweat from his body. He turned off the water, grabbed his towel, and dried himself. He wrapped the towel around his waist and stepped out of the shower. He was hoping the locker room was empty, but it still had about 10 guys hanging around. As Daniel walked to his locker all eyes were on him. He began to sweat and get nervous.
When he got to his locker he took a deep breath and sat down on the bench. He sat there for a while hoping everyone would leave. One by one the other guys, some old, some young, some buffed, some fat and flabby, left the locker room. First, each one had to take one more admiring and envious look at Daniel's body. Daniel didn't notice any of that. He was just trying to hold back all those damn insecurities that keep him from enjoying the awe struck glance of the people around him.
When he finally looked around, there was only one man left on the other side of the room. He was a well-built man, who was standing naked facing his own locker. Daniel noticed this guy had wide shoulders and a tight ass and he wasn't afraid to show it. The guy turned around and caught Daniel staring at him. Daniel quickly turned away.
"God, I hope he didn't see me staring," Daniel said to himself smiling. Daniel looked straight ahead at his locker, hoping that guy would soon leave.
Suddenly, Daniel felt someone standing next to him. He turned his head and jumped. The naked guy was standing next to him, wearing nothing but his towel draped over his shoulder. Daniel couldn't help but stare at this guy's hairy cut chest and abs. He also notice he was very well endowed.
"Hi, my name is Andy," the tall handsome guy said.
"Hi," Daniel said very shyly.
"Look, I may be way out of line here, but I have seen you around here a few times and think you have one of the best bodies in this gym."
Daniel blushed and figured the guy was making fun of him, but he said thank you anyway.
"I usually go to Jamba Juice for a smoothie after my workout, would you like to join me, my treat," Andy asked.
Daniel hesitated, and then said, "No Thank you."
Andy took Daniel's reply as shyness, but then said, "Or, if you like more privacy, we can go to my place and have a drink."
Daniel noticed Andy's dick getting larger.
"Sorry," Daniel said, "I have an appointment."
"Sure, no problem. You are very hot, you know."
Daniel was about to say something when the towel around his waist fell to the floor, exposing his half hard dick.
Andy's eyes opened wide and he smiled from ear to ear. He reached over and quickly ran his finger up and down Daniel's cock, which was full hard by now. Daniel froze and didn't know what to say or do.
"You sure, you don't want that drink?" Andy said, still staring at Daniel erection.
Daniel, trying to gain his composure said he was positive and bent down and picked up his towel and wrapped it around his waist.
"Ok," Andy said, "Thanks for the show, though. But, you will come around sooner or later. I usually get what I want and right now, what I want is you."
Andy turned and walked to his locker; his hard dick pointing the way.
Daniel quickly put on his shorts and a tank top that showed off all the work he did at the gym. His muscles were cut and hard.
As he left the locker room, Andy called out to him, "See you later, good looking." Daniel just nodded his head and smiled. He couldn't get over how bold this guy Andy had been, nevertheless, Daniel left the gym feeling pretty good about himself for a change. He couldn't wait to tell Chase.
A few minutes after he left the gym, he was sitting in a booth at Scotties Restaurant, staring out the window at the beach and the Strand, daydreaming of Chase. Then his thoughts moved to the boldness of Andy. Daniel had to admit he did have a fine body and a pretty big dick. Daniel also noted that none of that compared to Chase.
Jenna, one of the longtime server's at Scottie's, came up to Daniel and asked for his order.
"You ready, hon?" she asked.
"Hmm, not yet, but I will take a diet coke."
"Sure, I'll bring it to ya in a sec. Take your time, it's dead in here tonight."
She turned and walked away and Daniel looked over the menu and decided to take the Meatloaf Special. As he continued looking over the menu trying to decide if he wanted something for dessert, he felt someone standing in front of his table and thinking it was the server, turned, looked up and almost jumped out of his seat.
"Charlie!!" Daniel exclaimed loudly. He was stunned to see Chase's best friend standing there. Charlie didn't say a word he just stared at Daniel, expressionless. A chill ran through Daniel's body. He looked around for the exist trying to see if he should run, but Charlie was standing too close for him to make an escape. Daniel's insecurities were running wild and he felt he had no control "He's going to hit me, I know it." Daniel screamed in his thoughts, "Where are you Chase?"
Finally Daniel managed to speak, his voice was very shaky.
"Its good to see you Charlie," Daniel lied, "have a seat and let me buy you dinner or something."
"I don't want anything from you, Fucker!" Charlie said in a low menacing tone. His dark threatening eyes pierced right through Daniel.
His insecurities all ran in at once. "Oh God, Chase, were are you? I need you now." Daniel said to himself, knowing full well that Chase was nowhere around and would not be anywhere nearby for several hours.
Charlie kept staring at Daniel sending chills up and down Daniel's back. Daniel's hands were shaking and sweat was starting to slide down his forehead. He felt he was in the start of another panic attack. He figured Charlie was about to do something to him, but all Charlie did was stare. Daniel knew he had to pull himself together. He knew Chase was very upset about Charlie. He knew this was something he had to do for Chase.
Daniel took a deep breath, kicked as many of his insecurities out the door as possible and said, "Charlie look I know you saw what happened between Chase and me. Sit down and let's talk about it."
"I don't want to sit down with you, Fucker," Charlie said with all the malice he could muster. Charlie's fists were clinched tight.
"Then, why are you here, Charlie?"
Charlie didn't answer. He wanted to pound the daylights out of Daniel, but didn't realize just now how big and muscular Daniel was.
Daniel was loosing patience with Charlie and the situation, but knew this was for Chase.
"Sit.... Down," Daniel insisted angrily. He surprised himself at his tone of authority.
This time Charlie listened and sat down in the booth facing Daniel; his back leaning on the side of the booth, one arm around the back, and one leg on the seat. He stared again at Daniel in defiance, like a child who was just scolded by his father.
"Look," Daniel said, "I saw you looking in the door at Chase and I, so let's talk about it."
After a long pause, Charlie said, "Why you? Why was it you? I've seen Chase fuck women, what did you do to him?"
Now, that was news Daniel wasn't expecting, that Chase had sex with women. Daniel didn't know what to think of that, but then he decided to put that aside until later. Right now he had the Charlie problem in front of him.
"Charlie, I didn't do anything to Chase, it just happened."
"I've known Chase since junior high. I go where he goes and do what he does... I even took up surfing because of him. I follow him around like a goddamn puppy dog... Shit!" Charlie exclaimed loudly and slammed his hand on the table in front of him.
Daniel jumped at the sudden outburst from Charlie, he then said trying to calm him down, "Charlie, I know you and Chase are best friends, but what you saw doesn't change anything. He's still Chase."
Charlie said softly, while leaning across the table to get as close to Daniel as possible, "You don't understand, Fucker, that should have been me!"
At first what Charlie said got past Daniel but then it sunk in.
"What are you saying Charlie?"
Just then Jenna came with Daniel's diet coke and set it down in front of him. Daniel was still starring at Charlie.
"You ready hon?" Jenna asked.
"Hmmmm, yeah, I'll have the meatloaf special," Daniel said, although his appetite was gone after realizing what Charlie was saying.
"Ok good." Jenna said, "What about you Charlie? God you look like hell." She obviously knew Charlie and Daniel had to agree with her, Charlie did look pretty bad.
"I ain't hungry," Charlie said.
"He'll have a cheeseburger and fries," Daniel said.
"I have no money."
"I'm paying for it."
"Charlie the man here knows what you need, so take advantage of his good nature." Jenna said then turned and walked away, shaking her head.
"I don't need any charity from you, Fucker," Charlie said angrily.
"It's not charity, Charlie, I am just buying dinner for a friend."
Charlie just kept looking down at the table. Jenna came with a coke for Charlie. She really did know him well.
"You ain't my friend fucker," Charlie said quietly.
Daniel's new found sense of authority was quickly diminishing. His hands started to shake again and sweat started to pour from his head. It was Charlie's eyes that sent these feeling thru Daniel. They were dark and sunken. His pupils were dilated. Daniel figured he was on something. He didn't smell of alcohol, so it must be some kind of drug. Daniel didn't know what it could be.
"All I ever think about is Chase, even when I am with another guy," Charlie continued, "Night and day he's in my brain, just to be near him, to look at him is all I ever want to do. My dream has always been that Chase and I would be together. Now, because of you Fucker, that's all gone. It will never happen. Shit, when I seen him sucking your dick I wanted to bust in there and kick both your asses. Do you love him, you better say you do, fucker."
Charlie's threatening tone sent shivers down Daniel back. He didn't know what to say.
"I care a lot about him, Charlie, but you have to talk to him about this. He thinks the reason you are staying away from him, is because you found out he's gay. You are his best friend and he's really hurting."
"Good, cause he hurt me."
"It wasn't intentional, he doesn't know how you feel about him. Who knows if you said something to him months or even years ago, things might have been different."
Jenna came with their order. Charlie gulped down his food as if he hadn't eaten in a long time.
"When was the last time you ate something, Charlie?"
"I don't know, maybe a couple days ago. I been too stoned to care about food," Charlie looked up at Daniel, "and too fucking pissed off."
It was then that Daniel realized how much this affected Charlie. Daniel started to feel terrible, like he did something intentional to hurt him.
They ate the rest of the meal in silence. After they finished, Daniel said, "Come to the house, Charlie, Chase will be there later. You really need to talk to him about all this."
"Fuck No, he will hate me for even talking to you about this."
"It will be better coming from you, than coming from me. You know I am going to tell him."
Charlie got up to leave, but Daniel grabbed his arm. "Charlie, you are his best friend, come to the house, he should be there in a couple hours." This time Daniel's tone was more a command than a request. A couple more of Daniel's insecurities disappeared.
Charlie reluctantly gave in to Daniel's demand. Daniel paid the bill and left a good tip.
As they were walking the short distance to Daniel's house, he was wondering if he was doing the right thing by bringing Charlie home to confront Chase. What if Chase has the same kind of feeling for Charlie as Charlie has for him? He could loose Chase. Daniel hadn't thought of that until now. "Damn, me and my big mouth," he thought to himself. "But, its too late now," he thought, as they approached his front door.
They walked into the living room. Charlie looked around and stood almost in the same spot where he saw Chase having oral sex with Daniel. His face was filled with sadness, as he looked at the floor.
"Do you want something to drink?" Daniel asked, "I think Chase has some beer in the fridge."
"Yeah, I will have one, thanks," Charlie's tone had calmed down as he sat down on the sofa. He kept staring at that spot.
Daniel came into the living room with a beer for Charlie and one for himself.
"Well, I take it you are not in the closet anymore," Daniel said trying to make conversation, as he sat down in his favorite chair looking over to Charlie.
"I still am around here, I mean with Chase and the guys we surf with, but I go to West Hollywood once in a while. I like to go down to the clubs, get high and dance," Charlie said with a smile, "there's no gay clubs around here that has dancing, so I go to WeHo to play. I like to dance."
"WeHo?" Daniel asked.
"Yeah you know, West Hollywood," Charlie answered taking a long swig of his beer. "I go there every chance I get."
"I have never been to a gay bar. I don't think Chase has either," Daniel said wishing Chase were there right now.
"How did you keep all this from Chase?"
"I just would tell him I had to work late, or had a date or something like that. You do care about him don't you? I mean I can't stand to see him hurt, so you better take good care of him." There was gentleness in his tone this time.
"I will do my best Charlie."
"When I saw you in Scottie's tonight, I went in there to beat the shit out of you, you know. But damn you are a big muscled guy and I figured you would have beat the crap out of me instead," Charlie said with a laugh.
Daniel thought Charlie was joking, but Charlie wasn't he really had intentions of beating the crap out of Daniel, but hadn't remembered what a big guy Daniel was.
Charlie asked for another beer. In fact, over the next couple hours, Charlie had four beers to Daniel's one. The alcohol loosened Charlie's tongue and relaxed him enough to talk about his feeling for Chase.
"I remember when we were about 14, Chase had a sleep over at my house." Charlie began to reminisce, "Mom made us my favorite meal, Hot Dogs mixed in Kraft Macaroni and Cheese, know the blue box. God I loved that crap," Charlie laughed, his eyes were glazed over like he was trying to relive that time in his mind. "I couldn't wait to go to bed because I knew that Chase and I were going to sleep in the same bed. We played video games though, until Chase couldn't keep his eyes open anymore. Then he crawled in my bed. I couldn't sleep. All I wanted to do was to take Chase in my arms, but I knew I couldn't do that.
"Around 2AM, I was still wide awake but Chase was in a dead sleep. I was just watching him all night. The moon was shining into my room from the window beside my bed and I could see Chase's hard dick sticking out of this boxer shorts. He was sound asleep but had the biggest woody I had ever seen! I will never forget how it looked. Shit, man I just said fuck it and I reached over and slowly put that big dick of his in my hand. I had never felt any other dick, but my own before. Fuck, it felt so good. Shit, I am getting a hard on now just thinking about it," Charlie laughed as he adjusted his erection in his jeans.
"I jacked him off that night. He came all over his stomach and his shorts and my hand. God, I don't think I ever saw so much cum in my life. I licked some of the cum off my hand. It was incredible." Charlie laughed again. His hard edge had softened with the memory of that day long ago. "He never did wake up. I came myself a little while later, then slept pretty good the rest of the night, what was left of it. To this day, Chase thinks he had a wet dream that night," Charlie started to laugh uncontrollably. Daniel had to admit it was pretty funny too and laughed along with him. He figured this would be a secret just between Charlie and him.
Around 10:15, Charlie and Daniel heard a car drop off Chase in front of the house. A few seconds later, Chase used his key to open the front door. Chase's jaw dropped when he saw Charlie sitting in the living room with Daniel.
"Charlie!" Chase shouted, "What are you doing here? I mean, it's great, damn it's really fucking great!" Chase was elated but confused.
Charlie got up and stumbled to Chase and put his arms around him.
"I'm sorry Chase," Charlie said, slurring his words again, "I didn't mean to make you think I hated you cause you are gay. I love you man."
Chase looked to Daniel, who had a strange smile on his face.
"What's this all about?" Chase asked Daniel.
"I bumped into Charlie at Scottie's tonight," Daniel said, "I think Charlie has something to tell you."
Charlie sat down on the sofa and pulled Chase down next to him and recounted to him what he had told Daniel. Chase was shocked. He had no idea that Charlie was gay let alone how he felt toward him.
"This is so weird. Fuck, first Marty now Charlie, is everyone gay in Hermosa Beach?" Chase snickered.
"You got a good man, here," Charlie said, now totally stoned. He leaned into Chase and whispered loud enough for Daniel to hear, "I think Danny boy here, loves you, thank you very much," Charlie's words were no long making sense.
Daniel and Chase laughed, but looked at each other rather nervously.
"Shit, I better get my ass out of here, home. I think I had too much beer and way too many drugs," Charlie said as he stood up but immediately collapsed to the floor. Chase and Daniel ran to his aid.
"You're not going anywhere," Chase said then he turned to Daniel.
"Is it ok if he stays here on the couch tonight? He's in no condition to drive or ever walk home."
"No, that's fine. I will get a blanket and some pillows."
Daniel went and got some bed linen out of the closet and brought it to the living room.
Chase was just sitting there looking at Charlie, who now seemed fast asleep. Chase removed Charlie's shoes, shirt, and pants. He covered him with the blanket that Daniel brought and tucked him in. Chase kissed Charlie on the forehead like a father would his child. Then turned to Daniel and smiled.
"Charlie's gay too, I'll be damned. I would never have guessed."
"I think he was saying the same about you."
Chase took Daniel in his arms, kissed him and they walked into the bedroom, closing the door behind them.
"You look so tired, Chase," Daniel said.
"Yeah, it was a rough day," Chase held him closer and tightened his grip around Daniel. They kissed gently. Daniel slowly unbuttoned Chase's shirt and pulled it off his shoulders. They caressed again. Daniel kissed Chase's bare shoulder. He loved the feel of his smooth skin. Chase laid his head on the comfort of Daniel's shoulders and held him tight. Daniel ran his hands up and down Chase's smooth as silk back.
"You know he is in love with you and has been since junior high," Daniel said.
"No, I really didn't know that, Daniel," Chase said with a sigh, "Poor Charlie."
"Now that you know, what are your feelings for him? Are you holding back some deep seeded love for him?" Daniel said cautiously, afraid of what Chase may say.
"Daniel, Charlie is like my brother, I mean, I don't have those kinds of feelings for him. I love the guy, but I don't think I could fall In Love with him. You do understand that don't you?"
"Yeah, I guess I do," Daniel said hesitating, trying to make sense of it all and trying desperately to convince himself that what Chase was saying was true.
Daniel's insecurities were really pressing him hard. He wanted to believe Chase, "but what if..." Daniel stopped thinking the thoughts we has having about Chase. "Chase cares about you dummy," Daniel said to himself as his insecurities were fought off once again, at least for the time being.
Daniel looked into Chase's blue eyes and kissed him.
"I'm sorry Chase, but you know me and how fucked up I can be sometimes."
"Hey, what did I tell you about that potty mouth of yours," Chase said pulling Daniel's chain once again, but this time he had a huge grin on his face. Daniel smiled back and held Chase in his arms as they stood in the middle of the bedroom and kissed. Daniel looked into Chase's blue eyes again and saw a very tired young man.
"You look beat," Daniel said lovingly.
"Yeah, it's been a long ass shitty day."
"Hmmm, I know what you need," Daniel said as he led Chase to the bed. Daniel unbuckled Chase's pants and let them fall to his ankles. He sat Chase on the bed and bent down and removed his shoes and socks and pulled off his pants and boxers.
"Lay down on your stomach," Daniel told Chase. Chase took his tired body and laid down in the middle of the bed, his arms were off to the side and his bare butt was facing upwards.
Daniel stood there for a moment looking at Chase's backside. His beautifully tanned body was perfectly proportioned.
"How do you manage to be tanned all over with no tan line?" Daniel questioned as he began to remove his own clothes.
"Someday, I will take you to my secret beach. No one knows of it except me," Chase said has he was fighting off falling asleep.
Daniel smiled at the thought that Chase wanted to share his secret beach with him.
Now naked, Daniel got on the bed and knelt next to Chase and began to massage his shoulders.
"I would love to see your secret beach, Chase, thanks. God, you have such a beautiful body."
Chase just grunted enjoying Daniel's touch.
Remembering the chapter in one of his manuals called How to Relax your Lover, Daniel climbed over Chase and straddled his hips. Daniel started to massage Chase's shoulders and neck. His muscles were tense and strained. Daniel then moved down Chase's back, working his fingers and the palms of his hands back and forth. Daniel could feel Chase's tense muscles relax under this touch. Daniel's dick was resting in the crack of Chase's ass and was getting harder and harder as he moved up and down Chase's backs. How Daniel wanted to put his cock inside Chase's smooth, firm butt.
Chase could feel Daniel's cock rubbing around his ass crack. His own dick was hard and pushing downward. He knew what Daniel wanted, but his thoughts were of him putting his dick into Daniel.
Daniel climbed off Chase, knelt next to him and asked him to turn around on his back. When he did, Chase's dick sprang upward and was pointing to the ceiling. Daniel smiled as he looked down at Chase. If his backside was perfect then his front side was a dream come true.
Chase's eyes opened wide, as he saw Daniel's still pumped up body, "Damn you worked out at the gym, today. You look so fucking hot." Chase reach up and ran his hands over Daniel's hard chest and abs.
"I was wondering when you were going to notice," Daniel chuckled.
Chase took Daniel's hand and pulled him down toward him, so Daniel could lay on top of his body. They each opened their mouth's to let in their tongues. Their kisses were passionate, yet controlled. Chase was tired and Daniel could feel it. Daniel let go of Chase's lips and began to work his way down Chase's body stopping only briefly at Chase's left nipple where he ran his tongue around the hard nub and let his teeth ever so gently nip at the tip. Daniel continued down Chase's body until his lips were wrapped firmly around Chase hard cock. He moved down his shaft until the tip of Chase's dick was touching the back of Daniel's throat. Daniel could smell the musk from Chase's pubic hair. He drank in the odor and it acted as an aphrodisiac and sparked more passion in Daniel, as he moved up and down Chase's rigid manhood.
"Oh fuck, Daniel, I am so close to cumming," Chase said, his breathing was short and strained. He didn't want to cum so soon, but he knew he was past the point of no return.
"Oh Fuck, oh god, Ahhhhh," Chase said as his cum shot from his dick to Daniel's mouth. Daniel was eagerly awaited the taste of the white liquid that poured from Chase's pole. A second, then third wave exploded down Daniels throat and he reveled in every drop.
"Sorry, Daniel, I couldn't hold it," a breathless Chase said, feeling he had to apologize for cumming so quick.
"No need to apologize, Chase, I enjoyed every minute and every drop," Daniel said after he let Chase's softening cock fall from is mouth. Daniel moved his body up to kiss Chase and laid down next to him with his head resting on Chase's shoulder, his arm and leg were wrapped around his body.
"I feel bad you didn't get off, Daniel," Chase said half asleep and half awake. His words were nearly indistinguishable.
"Don't worry about that, Chase, I am satisfied just laying in your arms."
Daniel snuggled in closer. He reached over and turned off the lamp next to the bed.
"Good night babe," Chase mumbled as his tired body drifted off into a very deep sleep, "I love you."
Daniel's eyes popped wide open, "What did you say?" Daniel whispered. There was no response from Chase other than the rhythmic sound of his sleeping.
Daniel wondered, "Did he mean what he just said or was that just the sleep talking." Daniel didn't know whether to be happy about what Chase said or not. He just snuggled in next to Chase and whispered quietly, " I love you too, Chase." Then closed his eyes and tried to sleep.
Daniel knew tomorrow was going to be a frightening day for him. Chase's friend, Chelsea Reeves, of the Chelsea Reeves Galleries of Santa Monica, was coming over to look at his work. Daniel was sure his sculptures were not good enough for anyone to look at let alone put on display in an art gallery. The thought kept him awake for over an hour before he drifted off to sleep in Chase's arms.
Meanwhile, in the living room, Charlie lay wide-awake on the sofa. "Hmmmm, so I am his brother, huh?" Charlie said to himself. He heard every word Chase said to Daniel. He also had heard the moans of ecstasy coming from the bedroom when Chase and Daniel were making love earlier. Tears had been coming from his eyes ever since. The thought kept coming to his mind, "Why isn't that me?" It would be another hour or so before Charlie would cry himself off to sleep.
To Be Continued