Date: Mon, 6 Jun 2005 15:23:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Josept <wildgate1@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Naked Surfer/Chapter 7

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

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

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The Naked Surfer
Chapter 7
by John Josept


	The clock radio went off at its usual time the morning after the
brutal beating Chase received from his father. Daniel immediately turned
the music off. He decided not to go into the office for a few days, in
order to take care of Chase.

	Daniel sat up in bed and looked over at his sleeping lover, who was
lying on his back with the covers pushed off his body. The cut above his
eye was swollen and the area around the eye had started to turn black. His
upper lip was puffed up and a deep red. The cuts on the side of his face
were bandaged but did not show signs of either discoloration or
swelling. Daniel remarked to himself that even with his battered face, he
still was the hottest man he ever saw.

	Daniel looked at Chase from head to toe including his pecs and
abs. He marveled at his lover's perfect body. Even though Chase was asleep,
his erection was standing straight up, pointing to the ceiling. He smiled
at the beautiful sight. Daniel's dick, of course, was hard the moment he
stirred in the morning.

	Chase slowly opened his one good eye. The other was nearly swollen
shut and it hurt like hell. He smiled at Daniel the best he could. Daniel
could see that Chase was still in a lot of pain.

	"G'morning," Chase said, his swollen lip prevented him from
speaking clearly, "Oh fuck, I can't even talk."

	"Good morning babe, not to worry," Daniel said as he lay down next
to Chase and nuzzled close, but was careful not to aggravate any of his
wounds. "Why don't you try and sleep some more," Daniel continued.

	"Don't think I can," Chase said slowly so he could be understood,
"besides I have to get up to make you breakfast. Shouldn't you be getting
ready to go to the office?"

	"No, I'm not going in the rest of the week. I'm staying home and
taking care of you."

	"Hmmm, good," Chase said feeling glad that Daniel was not going to
leave him alone.

	Daniel propped himself up on his elbow and looked at his lover. He
took his hand and brushed aside Chase's blonde hair that was lying across
his forehead. He then ran his finger down to Chase's chest, circling each
of Chase's nipples. He touched the tip of the nubs. Chase jumped with
excitement and his hard dick spasmed.

	Daniel's hand continued down past Chase's stomach and went directly
to his rigid member and grasped it in his hand. He began to stroke up and
down.

	"Damn, I wish I could fuck you again, Daniel," Chase said, although
he knew he didn't have the energy to get up and do it, "Oh yeah, make me
feel good baby," he whispered, as Daniel played with his dick.

	Daniel stopped and held onto Chase's cock, as one of his sex
manuals ran through his mind. He released Chase's dick. "I think there is a
way babe and you won't have to move at all."

	Daniel got up and went to the nightstand and got the KY from the
drawer.

	"What are you doing?" Chase asked, straining to look at Daniel with
his one good eye.

	"I am not sure, its something from one of my sex manuals. If it
works you are going to love it," Daniel said with an evil smile.

	He squeezed a large glob of KY on Chase's hard cock and smeared the
lube up and down the shaft. Chase shuttered at the coldness of the KY, but
it felt so good at the same time.

	Daniel got back on the bed and straddled his lover's waist; he made
sure to stay away from that tender stop on Chase's abs. He then put more
lube on his finger and reached around and inserted his lubed finger into
his own rosebud. Daniel stopped a second to check the manual in his
mind. By this time, Chase figured out what Daniel was planning to do.

	"Ready, babe?"

	"Oh Yeah, go for it."

	Daniel reached around and grabbed Chase's cock and jacked it a
couple times, to make sure it was good and hard, then lined it up with his
waiting hole. Daniel slowly put pressure on Chase's cock. His sphincter
muscle opened slowly and let Chase's cockhead enter. Daniel felt a sharp
pain; he stopped and took several deep breaths until the pain passed.

	"You doing ok, Chase?" Daniel asked.

	"Oh yeah, this is amazing. What about you, are you doing ok?" Chase
said with concern; his lip still made it difficult for him to be
understood.

	"Oh, I'm fine. You don't have to do anything Chase, but lay there
and enjoy, I will do all the work." Daniel said as his ass slowly gobbled
up Chase's erect cock. Daniel stopped half way down to get used to the
burning sensation of Chase's member invading his bowels. Once he was
comfortable his ass swallowed the rest of Chase's dick.

	"Oh shit, fuck," Chase said, completely forgetting how much his eye
hurt. The pleasure of being inside Daniel outweighed any pain that he felt.

	"Here we go, Chase," Daniel said as he held on to Chase's shoulders
and started to ride up and down on Chase cock. Chase started to pump his
hips into Daniel when a sharp pain shot through his stomach.

	"Ahhh," Chase yelled.

	"Chase, just lay there I will do all the work. There's no need for
you to strain yourself; you just enjoy," Daniel said as he resumed riding
Chase's cock.

	Chase couldn't talk; he was beside himself with the pleasure of
being inside the man he loved. He looked at Daniel and even with one eye he
could tell his lover's body was perfect. Chase ran his hand up and down
Daniel's hairy chest and abs, and up to his nipples as he took each one in
his hands and gently squeezed and taunted those sensitive nubs.

	Daniel looked at his lover's battered face again. He still couldn't
imagine why a father would do something like that to his son. Daniel wanted
to cry but we was pleasing Chase right now and he didn't want to spoil
that.

	With the feeling of Chase's dick rubbing his prostate and Chase's
hands all over his body, Daniel was enjoying this sexual romp as much as
Chase. Chase let go of one of Daniel's nipples and let his hand grab onto
Daniel's rigid cock. He started to beat him off while Daniel pumped on
Chase's cock.

	"You continue doing that and I will cum really soon," Daniel said,
sweat started to drip down his body from the workout he was giving Chase's
cock.

	"That's ok cause I am really close too," Chase lisped.

	Chase started to stoke Daniel's cock faster and Daniel's up and
down motion increased as well. They knew they were both ready to cum.

	Chase could feel the sperm as it churned inside his ballsack
wanting to be released. Chase let go, "Fuck, I'm cumming," Chase said, as
his first wave shot like an arrow into Daniel's ass. "Ahhhhhhhhh, Fuck."

	Just as Chase's second wave was shooting inside him, Daniel's load
came flowing out his cock and hit Chase in the neck and chest and
stomach. Chase came again and again, while Daniel's cock drained onto
Chase's torso.

	Exhausted, Daniel stopped his motion and just sat there a moment
with Chase's dick in his butt. He then, lifted himself up and Chase's
softening dick fell out of his tender rosebud and some of the cum inside
him started to flow out. Daniel laid down next to Chase, put his head on
Chase's chest and ran his fingers through the pool of his own cum on
Chase's body.

	Chase was breathless; both men just lay quietly for a long time
waiting for their breathing to get back to normal.

	"That was amazing, Daniel. You know how to treat me good. I love
you so much," Chase said while stroking Daniel's head.

	Tears started to come down Daniel's face. He could no longer hold
it back, "I love you too, Chase. I am so sorry you are going through this
pain. Somehow I feel it's all may fault."

	"No, Daniel, its not your fault. It's all my doing. I am the only
one to blame. So, don't cry. We have to stop thinking about this and move
on. We have so much going for us now. We have our "shit" that is going on
display at a big gallery and we will be doing everything we love to do. But
most of all we have each other now. My face will heal soon and this will be
just a fucked up memory."

	Daniel looked at his lover and smiled through his tears. Chase took
his finger and scooped some of the cum from his chest and put it in his
mouth and tried to smile, but it hurt so much when he did.

	"Come on, I will give you a bath and wash your hair," Daniel said,
"we don't want your bandages to get wet in the shower. Then we could sit
down and you can show me your 'shit'. I still have not seen your
photographs."

	"Yeah, that's right," Chase said, trying to get up out of bed.

	"Wait, let me help you," Daniel said, as he went to Chase's side of
the bed and helped him up. Chase got a little dizzy and his body ached all
over. He felt a shape pain in his lower back as he leaned on his
lover. Daniel led him to the bathroom. He filled the tub with water and
they both got in and Chase leaned back while Daniel gently washed his body
and his hair.

	After their bath, Daniel and Chase went into the kitchen. Daniel
whipped up one of Chase's breakfast scrambles. He didn't think it would be
a good idea to have a one-eyed Chase trying to mess around with fire in the
kitchen. Daniel did a pretty good job of it and Chase was very proud of his
lover.

	Just as they finished the breakfast dishes the phone rang.

	Daniel picked up the cordless phone and pushed the 'ON' button,
"Hello," Daniel said.

	"Daniel, it's Chelsea. Is Chase there?"

	"Yeah, he's here."

	"Oh thank god. Everyone has been looking all over for him. Is he
all right? Some of the neighbors said Joe beat him pretty bad this time."

	"He's banged up that's for sure and he's in a lot of pain. His
father did a job on him, Chelsea."

	"I just hope he will be ok. Did you hear what happened to his dad?"

	"No, what happened to him?"

	Chase came up to Daniel and whispered, "What's wrong?"

	Daniel put his hand over the mouthpiece, "It's Chelsea, I don't
know I think something happened to your dad and everyone is looking for
you."

	Chelsea continued with her story, "Well, he was running down the
street like a maniac yelling and screaming and cursing. The neighbors just
about had it with him and called the police. When they came, Joe put up a
struggle and they ended up arresting him."

	"Oh geeze," Daniel said. He put his hand over the mouthpiece again
and told Chase that his dad was arrested. Chase didn't know if he should be
happy or sad. Whichever it was, he felt safer with his dad in jail.

	"I think the police are looking for Chase, Daniel, they want to
talk with him about what happened in that house. Most of the neighbors know
what happened and they told the police, but they need a statement from
Chase."

	"Well thanks Chelsea, I will tell Chase. Right now he needs his
rest."

	"I can understand that," Chelsea said, "look, I wont come by today
to talk about the gallery showing, but how's tomorrow, will that be ok with
you?"

	"Yeah sure, tomorrow will be fine Chelsea," Daniel said.

	"Ok, Daniel, you take care of Chase, now."

	"Oh I am, no need to worry about that."

	"Bye for now, Tootles."

	"Bye," Daniel said and hung up the phone.

	"What was that all about?" Chase asked.

	"Seems the neighbors were fed up with your dad and called the
police. The police want to talk with you sometime, Chase, about what went
on in that house."

	"Well I am not sure I want to talk with them. We will see."

	Daniel could see this talk started to bring Chase down so he took
Chase in his arms and held his naked body close to his. Then the phone rang
again. This time it was Shelby asking if it was ok to come by to look at
Chase's eye and change his bandages. They agreed it would be ok. She said
she would be there in about 20 minutes. Then they hung up.

	"We better get some clothes on before Shelby comes over," Daniel
said.

	"Yeah I guess so, it's just that I love looking at your naked body
so much, even with one eye," Chase said, who still found it difficult to
smile and talk through his swollen lip.

	Daniel laughed, "Come on you horn dog."

	They went into the bedroom and got into some clothes. Daniel put on
his favorite cargo shorts and a tee shirt and Chase put on his baggie
shorts that hung low on his hips and a tank top. Daniel loved how Chase
looked in those shorts, "He's do damn sexy," he said to himself.

	"If my dad is in jail maybe we should go get my stuff out of that
house and bring it over here."

	"Hmm that's a good idea, but how will we get it here. Your van is
not running yet and my car won't hold much." Daniel thought a second, "I
know, what we can do, Marty has a big Expedition. I could call him and see
if he would help. Besides it would be good to have his muscle in case your
dad comes back."

	"Yeah that's a good idea," Chase said.

	The doorbell rang and Chase answered it and Shelby came in with her
medical bag.

	"Hi Shelby," Chase said as he hugged her.

	"Hi Chase. Well the eye looks like I was expecting it to, it's not
too bad. Let me change the bandages."

	Daniel walked into the room and greeted Shelby. Shelby, in turn,
gave Daniel a big hug.

	"Has our boy been behaving himself," Shelby said sounding like a
nurse.

	"Oh yeah, he's been pretty good, so far," Daniel said with a smile,
as he remembered what a good boy he was when Daniel straddled him earlier
this morning. He winked at Chase. Chase just shook his head.

	"Although," Daniel said, remembering when Chase got out of bed, "he
has had some back pain."

	"Well that's to be expected from what he went
through. Nevertheless, let me know if it gets any worse."

	Shelby took Chase into the bathroom to dress his wounds, while
Daniel picked up the phone and called Marty.

	"Marty's Body Shop." the raspy voice on the other end of the phone
said.

	"Marty, it's me Daniel,"

	"Hey Daniel, good to hear from you. Oh I told Butch all about you
and Chase and he was blown away and very happy for you both. He wants to
have you guys over for dinner real soon."

	"Thanks Marty but I have to ask you for another favor."

	"You sound serious, is everything ok?" Marty said with genuine
concern.

	"Well, not really, things are ok now, but, well let me explain."

	Daniel told Marty about what Chase's dad did to him and that Chase
had moved in with him, and he needed him and maybe Butch to help get
Chase's things out of his dad's house.

	"Sure Daniel, no problem. You know I am always watching out for you
and now it's you and Chase I will take care of. Damn I am really sorry to
hear all this, though. Is Chase going to be ok?"

	"Yeah, he will be fine. His face is pretty banged up right now, but
his wounds will heal."

	"Well I plan on closing the shop around 4 this afternoon, would
that be ok?"

	"Yeah that would be great Marty, and thanks so much. This is two
favors I owe you now."

	"Oh we will figure out some way for you guys to pay us back," Marty
said with a slight chuckle.

	Daniel laughed and felt uneasy at Marty's innuendo.

	"See you just after four and I will definitely bring Butch with
me."

	"Ok great, bye for now"

	"Bye, Daniel, and tell that man of yours to duck next time."

	Daniel chuckled at Marty's remark as he hung up the phone. No
sooner had he ended his conversation with Marty, when Shelby and Chase came
out of the bathroom.

	"Well believe it or not, his eye is doing what nature intended it
to do in these cases," Shelby said to Daniel, "It's going to be ok."

	"Thanks Shelby, we really appreciate this," Daniel said.

	"Oh its nothing, I have patched up Joe's handy work on Chase
before. What a bastard. Well I gotta go." Shelby gently kissed Chase on the
cheek then came up to Daniel and kissed him the same way. Daniel was a bit
stunned by Chase's friends and how well they treated him. They seemed to
like him, but then Daniel knew in his heart, they didn't, so he just
shrugged this show of affection off. Daniel's insecurities were still very
evident.

	"Bye guys, I will come back tomorrow to take a look at that eye,
again," Shelby said as she left the house.

	"Wow, she can be a dynamo, can't she?" Daniel said.

	"Yeah, she can and she seems to have taken a liking to you. Maybe I
should be jealous," Chase said as he tried to smile and took Daniel into
his arms.

	Daniel put his head on Chase's shoulder. "No need to worry about
that Chase, I don't want anyone but you."

	Chase started to rub Daniel's back. He lifted Daniel's shirt and
ran his hands up and down Daniel's bare back. They both started to get
aroused, when the doorbell rang once again.

	"Hmm, this doorbell hasn't rang this much in years," Daniel said
laughing, as he let go of Chase, "God, my dick is still hard."

	"Mine too," Chase said as he tried not to laugh.

	The doorbell rang again. Daniel was going commando under his cargo
shorts and hoped whoever it was at the door wouldn't notice his woody.

	This time it was Charlie and Devin coming back from surfing. They
were both in their wet suits and carried their shorts in their hand. They
had set their boards on the front porch.

	"Hey, guys," Chase said, happy to see his closest friends.

	"Hey, Chase, Hey Daniel," Devin and Charlie said.

	"Hey," Daniel said back to them, not sure if 'Hey' was the proper
response. He just smiled, "How you guys doing?"

	"Were doing fine, but damn that eye looks like shit, Chase, and
look at that lip?" Charlie said, in his own, not so subtle way.

	"Nah, it's ok, I'll be surfing again in a couple days."

	Daniel snickered, "We'll see about that."

	Everyone laughed.

	"Hey could we change here?" Devin said

	"Yeah sure, just put your boards in the back if you want," Chase
said.

	They walked out the front door, got their boards and took them
around to the back. Right there in Daniel's yard, they peeled off their
wetsuits and stood there naked, as they readied themselves to put on their
shorts.

	Daniel saw what they did and wondered what the neighbors would say,
but then he dismissed it. It was nice seeing Charlie and Devin's naked
bodies he thought to himself. Chase caught Daniel staring at his friends
and began to laugh.

	"Surfers get naked wherever they want, Daniel, we have no modesty;
you will get used to it," Chase said and tried not to laugh.

	"Oh I don't mind. Kinda nice actually. Devin's got a hot body, but
damn Charlie's, hung," Daniel smiled, as Charlie and Devin came into the
house, dressed in just their low slung board shorts with no shirt, surfer
style.

	The guys just stopped on by to see how Chase was doing before they
went off to work. Charlie made surfboards at Devin's surf shop. Charlie was
very good at it, as was Devin. At first the shop only sold surfboards, but
now that the shop was doing so well, they expanded to sell beach attire
like Hawaiian Shirts, bikini's for woman and Board Shorts for men as well
as other surf accessories. All in all, the shop, Hermosa Beach Surf-N-Wear,
was doing very well, mainly because of the custom surfboards that Devin and
Charlie made.

	Daniel made coffee and they all sat around the living room drinking
the brew and talking about Chase and his dad and what an ass Joe Bell
was. This made Chase upset. Daniel noticed how quiet Chase had gotten, so
did Devin.

	"Well, Charlie, we better get our asses out of here and go open the
shop," Devin said.

	They got up and headed for the door. Devin gave Chase a hug, "Take
care, Chase. If you need anything you know my number."

	"Thanks Devin," Chase said.

	Devin turned and gave Daniel a hug and said the same thing to him.

	Charlie came up to Chase and hugged him, but didn't say anything.

	"Thanks again Charlie for being there for me yesterday. I don't
know what I would have done had you not showed up when you did," Chase said
quietly.

	"I love you, Chase. I will always be there for you," Charlie
whispered as he hugged Chase again. Then turned to Daniel and hugged him.

	"I saw the bulge in your pants when I came in," Charlie whispered
into Daniel's ear, "go finish what we interrupted." Charlie looked at
Daniel with a bit of envy in his eyes, and then laughed. Daniel turned red,
and realized his shorts didn't hide his hard on when the boys came in, but
then he smiled. Somehow, he felt comfortable around Charlie.

	They said their goodbyes again and Chase walked out to the porch
with them and waved one last goodbye. Chase came back into the house and
shut the door. Chase was still facing the door when Daniel came from behind
and held him. Even though they both had their clothes on, Chase could feel
Daniel's hard manhood up against his butt. Daniel ran his hands under
Chase's tank top and began to rub Chase's abs, but was careful not to rub
too hard on that sensitive spot. Daniel's groin pushed up against Chase's
ass. Daniel took a deep breath and began to kiss Chase's neck. Chase leaned
his head back onto Daniel's shoulder, and enjoyed the attention Daniel gave
him. One of Daniel's hands ran down Chase's abs and grabbed Chase's
hardening dick thru his shorts.

	"I want you now," Daniel demanded, and undid Chase's shorts and let
them fall to the floor in front of the door. He turned Chase around to face
him and yearned to kiss his lover but knew that would hurt the bruises on
his face.

	Instead, he lifted up Chase's shirt and exposed his bare chest and
stomach. Daniel wildly kissed and licked Chase's chest. He devoured Chase's
right nipple and sucked on like he was trying to extract something from
it. Daniel grabbed onto Chase's firm ass with both hands and his fingers
got dangerously close to Chase's rosebud.

	Chase gasped, the sensation was extraordinary. Chase's legs started
to weaken because of the sexual attack on his body and he slid down the
wall guided by Daniel's firm grip on his ass to make sure he wouldn't hurt
himself, until he sat on the floor. Daniel pushed him down so he would lie
on his back. Chase's hard and dripping cock pointed to the ceiling. Daniel
lapped up Chase's precum, before gulping down his dick. Chase was lying on
the floor with his shirt pulled up to his neck and his shorts pulled down
to his ankles, and his dick in Daniel's mouth. Daniel was like a wild man.

	"Oh fuck, Daniel, shit," Chase managed to say as he tried to catch
his breath. Chase liked Daniel to dominate him as he was.

	Daniel felt lust for Chase like he has never felt before. Up and
down he feverishly sucked on his lover's cock. Daniel's erection strained
at this cargo shorts but he felt if he pulled his dick out he would have to
let go of Chase's cock and he didn't want to do that, not even for a
second. So he just continued his attack, not realizing he was also
stimulating his own erection in the process.

	The feeling of Chase's hard cock in his mouth with the tip of his
mushroom head, that tickled the bad of his throat, only fueled Daniel
lust. He was driven to out of control passion.

	Daniel's hands reached up to Chase's nipples and he took each one
in his hands and pulled and twisted hard. Chase let out a squeal.

	"Oh, fuck, I'm going to cum!" he yelled. The nipple play had sent
him over the top.

	Daniel greedily swallowed Chase's first blast. Chase exploded his
spunk into Daniel's mouth three or four times more. Daniel's body shuddered
over and over as he swallowed Chase's sweet cream. Never had Daniel felt
such pleasure. Chase just kept yelling, "Oh Fuck," over and over until he
was spent. Chase's body went limp, his cock slowly started to retract but
Daniel wouldn't let go.

	After a while, Daniel did let Chase's limp dick fall from his mouth
and rested his head on Chase's thigh. His insecurities came rushing back to
him.

	"Sorry Chase," Daniel said meekly, "I don't know what came over
me. God I hope I didn't hurt you, oh please say you are ok."

	Chase just barely able to catch his breath managed to say, "No
babe, you didn't hurt me, that was fucking amazing. I never saw you like
this, I think I like it."

	Daniel lifted his head and smiled at his lover. "I am glad babe. I
still don't understand what happened. I just had to make love to you and
that is all that was running through my mind."

	"Well, babe, it was amazing that is all I can say. I am sorry you
didn't get off though."

	Daniel was about to say that he didn't mind when he felt something
moist and sticky around his groin.

	"I think I did, Chase," Daniel said as he stood up to see a very
large wet spot in the crotch of his short. Apparently, the shuttering he
felt was his orgasm. He was so into sucking Chase, he didn't realize that
he too, had cum.

	"Holy Shit," Chase said as he tried to laugh. Daniel just shook his
head and smiled then helped Chase off the floor. He then helped Chase out
of his shorts that were still around his ankles.

	"I better go clean up," Daniel said still smiling from ear to
ear. Chase followed him into the bedroom. As Daniel was taking off his
shorts, Chase grabbed him in his arms, "I love you Daniel."

	"I love you too, Chase," Daniel said as he laid his head on Chase's
shoulder.

	They stood there for a while then Daniel broke away, finished
removing his shorts. They went into the bedroom and Daniel cleaned the cum
from his body with a cum towel.

	"Lets look at your pictures now," Daniel said, with a smileas he
put his arms around his naked lover.

	They went into the living room and Chase showed Daniel his
photographs.

	"Damn, these are fantastic, Chase. Chelsea is right, you are a
great photographer." Daniel was very impressed on how professional Chase's
pictures were. He thought he needed a computer and a large format printer,
so he can do his own printing. He would check at the office to see what he
can get. Sometimes they had good discounts on some equipment they want to
get rid of. He thought he would surprise Chase with whatever he finds. They
spent the rest of the afternoon looking at Chase's pictures.

	About 4:30, Daniel and Chase were dressed and wrapped up in each
other's arms again, lying on the couch waiting for Marty and Butch to
arrive. Chase was apprehensive about going back to that house to get his
things. He began to wonder if he should not leave his dad's house after
all. He was about to say something to Daniel, when the doorbell rang,
breaking the silence, even though it was expected. They got up from the
couch and went to the door to greet Marty and Butch.

	"Hi Marty, Hi Butch, come on in," Daniel said to his friends as
they hugged. This was the first time Daniel had seen Marty since he and
Chase were outed in Marty's garage. There was comfortableness in the way
they hugged when they greeted each other.

	"Hi Daniel," Marty said, then looked over at Chase and his swollen
eye, "Holy Christ, Chase, that looks like it hurts like hell." Marty
wrapped his massive arms around Chase and gave him a hug, carefully so he
wouldn't hurt any part of his body.

	"Well, yeah, but it looks worse than it actually feels," Chase
said.

	"Oh, Chase, this is Butch, my other half."

	"Hi, Butch, I heard a lot about you from Marty. Glad to meet you."

	Now Marty is not a small guy at five foot, eleven inches, with
muscles bulging all over his huge body, but Butch towered over him. He's a
whopping 6 foot 4 inches tall and 325 lbs of solid hard muscle with
virtually no fat. He's a good old boy from Alabama with a heart as big as
his stature, but when he gets angry its best to stay out of his way. As
Marty had put it, "You don't want that gorilla pissed off at you." Butch
also has a PhD in Physical Therapy and has written several published papers
on the subject of Traumatic Injuries. Two years ago he opened his own
Physical Therapy Clinic.

	"Hi Chase," Butch said, still sporting his southern accent, as he
extended his hand to Chase, "looks pretty nasty. Marty said your daddy did
that to y'all. What a bastard."

	"Yeah, that he is," Chase said, being a bit embarrassed at everyone
looking at his beat-up face.

	Daniel sensed Chase's was uncomfortable and said, "Well, let's get
going and get this over with."

	Chase turned around and a sharp pain hit his lower back. Butch,
being the consummate Physical Therapist, noticed it immediately.

	"What's wrong with your back, Chase?" Butch asked.

	"Don't know, it hurts sometimes, probably from being banged up
against the wall a few times."

	Butch put his hand on Chase's lower back and Chase winced with
pain.

	"Hmm, let's have a look at it when we get back, ok?"

	"Yeah sure."

	They all got into Marty's big Expedition. Chase gave Marty
directions to get to their destination. As they approached the house, Butch
turned to Daniel and Chase, sitting in the back and said, "Don't worry no
matter what happens we have your back. That bastard won't touch y'all."

	"Thanks Butch, that means a lot," Chase said, really meaning how
great Marty and Butch were for dropping everything to help him.

	As they pulled up to the house, Chase took a deep breath. Daniel
leaned over and kissed Chase on the cheek, "You ok babe?"

	"Yeah, I am fine," Chase said.

	As they got out of the car, a squad car from the Hermosa Beach
Police Department pulled up. Two officers got out of their car, put their
batons into their belts, and approached the four men coming out of the
Expedition.

	"Chase!" one of the officers called out.

	"Hey, Donnie," Chase said to the very tanned and good-looking
officer. Donnie Burns was one of Chase's surf buddies.

	"Damn, Joe did a job on you this time. It really looks bad. He's
back in there you know," Donnie said, indicating Chase's dad was back in
the house.

	"Shit," Chase said, "I didn't want to see that fucker. I'm moving
out today. I just come for my stuff."

	"Well, I see you brought muscle with you, so he shouldn't give you
any trouble. It's about time you moved out of that place. I would get a
restraining order on his ass, too." Donnie said, "Do you want us to go in
there first and kinda pave the way?"

	"Ya, that would be a good idea," Chase said.

	All six started to walk up the driveway.

	"Chase, we actually came here looking for you. They want to talk
with you down at the station about what happened yesterday in that
house. Your neighbors are really pissed at your old man. You should go down
to the station to give a statement. Or maybe you can just give it to me and
I will take it there for you."

	"Yeah, maybe later," Chase said, but he knew he had no intentions
of doing that either.

	"Oh, this is my partner, Officer Bill Franklin," Donnie said to
Chase introducing the other police officer.

	"Hi," Chase said, "this is my partner, Daniel Casadini and our
friends Marty and Butch." Chase didn't realize it, but he may have just
Outed himself and Daniel to the police officers. If he did, the two police
officers didn't say anything.

	"Wait, here," Donnie said, to the four others as he and Officer
Bill knocked on the door.

	There was no answer at first so he knocked again. Then the door
opened and there stood Joe Bell, drunk as usual.

	"What, now," Joe said angrily he saw the two officers, "you going
to fucking arrest me again?"

	Then Joe noticed his son, "Get your fucking ass in here you
worthless piece of shit. Where the fuck did you go. I need my dinner."

	"Joe, Chase is here for his stuff, he's moving out," Donnie said,
trying to keep control of the situation.

	"The fuck he is," Joe said, and lunged toward Chase, but Officer
Donnie pull out his baton and pushed Joe back into the house.

	"Joe, I am going to let Chase and his friends come in and get his
stuff. Now we can do this with no trouble or we can run you in again. Your
choice."

	Joe thought a bit and decided to let his son in. He figured, in his
own convoluted way that when his son came in he could kick the crap out of
him again, and this would convince him stay.

	"Ok, get your ass in here and get your shit," Joe said to Chase.

	"You guys go in." Donnie said, "Technically we can't go in without
a warrant or due cause. If there is any trouble, we will be out here and
then Bill and I can come in."

	Chase, Daniel, Marty, and Butch walked into the house. Joe, having
walked ahead into the kitchen didn't see Marty or Butch until he turned
around.

	"Shit, who the fuck are you?" Joe said as he looked up at Marty and
Butch.

	"These are my friends. Come on guys let me show you what I want so
we could get the hell out of here."

	"You ain't going nowhere, you sack of shit," Joe said, as he
clinched his fist, making a move toward Chase, but he hadn't counted on
Butch.

	"Now, Joe," Butch said with his Alabama twang, "I think y'all need
to just sit down and let us get Chase's stuff out of here," Butch grabbed
Joe by the shoulder and pushed him down to a chair in the kitchen. Joe
tried to get up only to have Butch push him down again.

	Chase went into his bedroom and that was still in a mess from
yesterdays beating. Chase looked down and saw the large bloodstain on the
carpet. He just stood there and stared.

	"Is that your blood?" Daniel asked with a lump in his throat as he
saw the large stain on the floor.

	"Yeah," is all Chase said. Daniel put his arm around him. Daniel
wanted to yell and scream at Joe, but he just kept close to Chase.

 	"I am just going to take what I bought with my own money," Chase
said trying to ignore the mess and the bloodstain, "and all my clothes,
too." he added.

 	Chase started to point to his things. "Take the TV, the DVD player
and the stereo and all my CD's and DVD's, oh and that lamp and my
skateboard." Chase was trying to hold back tears as he grabbed the tattered
teddy bear that his mother gave him before she disappeared. That was the
only thing he had left to remember her by.

	Chase pointed to more of his stuff, then went into the closet and
grabbed all his clothes and threw them into his suitcase. Then he went deep
into the closet, way in the back, where he grabbed his digital camera and
his Nikon 35mm camera and all their accessories including lenses. He had
them hid were Joe could never find them. Daniel put his arms around Chase
to let him know he was there for him. Chase smiled as best he could. Chase
pointed to more of his things, then he, Daniel and Marty started to carry
out the first batch.

	"Where you going with that shit," Joe yelled as he tried to get up
again only to be pushed back down by Butch.

	"Now Joe, I told y'all to sit down here and relax," Butch said,
leaning down to meet Joe's face.

	"These are the things that I bought with my own money. The rest of
the crap you can have, I don't want anything of yours," Chase yelled back.

	"You ain't shit, Chase, you fucking ungrateful son of a bitch," Joe
screamed as they left the house to put things into the Expedition. They
made two more trips and went into the house to get the last of Chase's
belongings. Marty and Chase went back out to the Expedition, but Daniel
stayed behind. He had kept quiet up till now. He went over to where Butch
was hovering over Joe and keeping him under control.

	"How could you do this to your son, Joe?" Daniel began, "He's your
flesh and blood. He loves you. He could have kicked your ass a long time
ago, but he loves you too much to raise a hand to you, even though you have
been beating the crap out of him all his life. You're pathetic, Joe."

	"Who the fuck are you?" Joe said not listening to what Daniel was
actually saying.

	"Its not nice to talk that way Joe," Butch said.

	Joe looked up at Butch staring down at him and slid down in his
chair. Daniel totally fed up with the man and pissed off like he has never
been before, leaned into Joe.

	"I am your worst fucking nightmare, Joe," Daniel said gritting his
teeth and trying to keep himself under control, "I am your son's Gay Lover,
Joe."

	Daniel shocked himself for saying what he said, but he didn't care.

	"What?" Joe yelled, "He's a faggot too?" Joe screamed and tried to
get up again to punch Daniel. This time, Butch grabbed Joe by the shoulders
and picked him up like a rag doll.

	"I'm one of those faggots too, Joe. I hate that word." Butch
started to get pissed. The gorilla was let out of its cage.

	"Y'all don't like faggots Joe? Well this faggot is gonna kick your
ass. I am going to give you the same kind of treatment y'all gave your
son. No daddy should hurt his son like that."

	Butch's tone turned from cool and calm to hot and angry. "I don't
like you Joe." Butch was still holding Joe in the air by his shoulders. Joe
started to squirm.

	"Put me down you oversized faggot," Joe said, but Joe realized that
it was the wrong thing to say to a man of Butch's size, especially when he
is angry. Joe looked into Butch's irate eyes; they were red with rage.

	"Oh Shit," Joe whimpered, "don't hurt me, please."

	Butch took Joe and slammed him hard against the wall, sending the
pictures that were on that wall crashing to the floor.

	"Hurts to get your head banged up against a wall, now doesn't it,
Joe," Butch said angrily.

	He set Joe down but held him against the wall with his enormous
hand around his neck and then, with the other hand, he clinched his fist
and drew back ready to swing into Joe's face.

"Oh fuck no, don't hurt me," Joe pleaded, tears starting to flow down his
face. "Please!" Joe screamed out again.

	Butch's hand held Joe around the neck, firmly against the wall, his
fist came hurling toward Joe's face. Joe couldn't move he just closed his
eyes. "Oh mother of god," Joe prayed and braced himself.

	Joe felt Butch's fist swish past his ear and smash into the wall
next to his head punching a huge hole through the plasterboard.

	Joe still had his eyes closed, when he felt something warm around
his crotch. He had lost control and was peeing in his pants. Urine was
pouring down his legs onto the kitchen floor.

	"You had an accident Joe," Butch said referring to his pee all over
the floor.

	"You see Joe, I really wanted to smash your fucking face in. The
difference is I didn't do it. I controlled myself. That is something y'all
need to learn Joe."

	Butch finally released Joe and he fell to the floor and lay in his
own urine, crying like a baby.

	"You bastard," Joe said, just as Marty walked back into the
kitchen. Daniel was witness to this whole incident and was in awe of the
power and self-control of Butch.

	"What the fuck is going on?" Marty's gravely voice asked.

	"Nothing," Butch said, slowly, "just teaching Joe here the art of
self control."

	"He was awesome, Marty," Daniel said. Marty looked at the hole in
the wall, Joe on the floor in a pool of his piss and Marty put it together
and figured out what had happened. "Come on you big gorilla, let's get the
hell out of here, it stinks." Butch took one last look at Joe, crying in
his piss, shook his head and left with his partner.

	Chase walked back into the house, saw Joe lying on the floor
weeping in a puddle of his own urine. Seeing his father lying there just
put everything into perspective. His dad was just a man and now someone to
be pitied.

	"How pitiful, you are, Joe. You're all alone now, and I don't give
a shit," Chase said. For the first time he had no feelings for his
father. No emotional ties, they were all gone. He knew his life is no
longer attached to Joe Bell. It was Daniel Casadini that was his life, now.

	He looked at his lover and tried to smile, but Daniel knew what he
was saying without a word spoken between them. He put his arms around Chase
and didn't care that Chase's dad was watching.

	"It's time we got out of here, Chase," Daniel said.

	"Yeah, let's go home Daniel," Chase said.

	Daniel and Chase walked out the front door. Joe yelled for him to
come back, but Chase quietly shut the door behind him.


To Be Continued