Date: Mon, 4 Oct 2004 21:24:00 EDT
From: Sidg0714@cs.com
Subject: Sid/The Final Chapter

The following story is a docudrama, a fictional story based on reality.
The gay sex between teens and men and boys is fictional.  Read, enjoy and
hopefully get something out of it.

All comments to sidg0714@cs.com.

Sid & Danny:  The Final Chapter
By Sid G.  Copyright 2004

In Loving Memory: Danny and Adam.  May they be together in heaven forever
and a day.

	It was a shock to me when shortly after the events in the last
chapter my young boyfriend told me he'd written four stories about how we
met, our love and things we'd done together.  We wrote the fifth part
together while he recuperated and regained his strength.  It's two years
later and when the inevitable became clear he asked me to write this
chapter.  It's taken me awhile, and some prodding, but I'm finally able to
do it.

Right after "Love Conquers All"

	Danny was in the hospital a couple of days after the surgery.  As
much to keep Arne company while he went through another surgery as anything
else.  With the operation behind us we were all more relaxed and back to
our normal selves.  Danny was smiling and joking like we hadn't seen him
since before the incident during the soccer scrimmage with the Longston
Academy varsity soccer team.  Danny finally admitted the incident had
messed with his mind as much as his body.  He'd never experienced such
anger before but now it didn't seem that big a deal.
	Wednesday night Adam insisted George, Jena and I go to supper
ourselves and just bring something back for him.  His mother protested but
I assured her that I was certain Adam could find something in the unit's
kitchen if he got that hungry.
	Turned out he did get thirsty but instead of getting a container of
milk or juice he decided drinking some delicious Norwegian cum was much
better, much much better.  Turned out he was full so Danny drank the excess
out of Adam.
	Fortunately Dr. Winslow had already explained to all of us that
there were still hormones in Danny's body so when he got hard and even
leaked they didn't freak.  Adam admitted he licked it all up and started
crying.  Thinking he'd lost all chance to taste "normal Danny cum" with the
castration.
	He'd shared it with Danny in a long passionate kiss.

	Danny came home on Thursday morning and settled into his own bed.
Adam's parents insisted he had to come home to sleep which while it
provoked tears and anger turned out for the best.
      Around two Friday morning Danny woke up screaming in pain.  His
father came running and found Danny holding his crotch.
      "My balls, they're burning up.  Why do they hurt Daddy?  Help me!"
      George was stunned for a second and stepped back which scared his son
even more.
      "What's wrong?  Don't leave me.  I thought this was over," Danny
cried.
      George sat on the bed and brought his son's tear streaked face to his
chest and stroked his cheek like he had when the fifteen-year-old was a
little boy.
      Danny slowly calmed but pain still etched his face while he listened
to his father's calming voice.  He felt their tears unite and that scared
him but calmed him too.
      "Son, relax, it's only a ghost pain.  I know it hurts bad but
remember what Dr. Winslow told us," George finally said.
      "Yeah," Danny said a minute later, "Just when you're asleep it's so
sudden and I never thought it be this bad."
      "Now we know.  Good thing your boyfriend didn't sleep over.  He'd
have pissed the bed."
      First Danny then his father started laughing.
      "Which one?" Danny said and they both started laughing harder than
ever.
      "Either one," George said, (and I gave him the finger while nodding
when he told me this), "But at least we can warn them now.

      Saturday of the next week George and Danny threw a party at their
house for Danny's teammates and friends.  After the first round of hotdogs
and burgers were served Danny gathered everybody together and called Adam
to his side.
      "First thanks for coming today, I know this was last minute but I
needed to see and talk to all of you before I return to school on Monday.
Couple things I needed to tell you too.  The first is Adam and I decided to
make it official and public that we are both gay and very much in love.
And if I hadn't been a thousand percent positive before these past few
months the last couple weeks proved it beyond a doubt."
      The few gasps came from parents.  The response from his friends and
teammates was cheering and applause.  Most of them, like Danny and Adam
went to Longston Academy which is very gay and lesbian friendly.
      "I thought you said you were going to give us some news," Scott said
and everybody laughed.
      "As most of you know I was in the hospital for a few days, went in
after that soccer practice.  Many of you had asked me, Adam, even Sid and
my Dad if anything was wrong and all they could do was shrug because I'd
clammed up.  Turned out," Danny paused and gripped Adam's hands tighter, "I
had testicular cancer and had it bad."
      "You're a girl now?" one of the boys gasped.
      Adam groped Danny.
      "Nope, still boy."
      "Yes I'm still a boy, just not all there.  They did have to castrate
me but thank God the cancer hadn't spread so I'm going to be ok.  And when
I start hormone replacement therapy I'll be shooting again."
      "Shooting?" one of the mothers said, "I don't understand where guns."
      I watched her husband clamp his hand over her mouth and whisper into
her ear.  I watched her turn deep crimson.
      "When you coming back to practice or are you going to be like Scott?"
Harvey, the soccer goalie said.
      After a gasp he added, "Sorry Scott but we all know that you're not
very athletic.
      "No problem, really.  Never was a jock as my rents will tell you.
Unless you count dance," Scott said.
      "I'll be back week after this but I won't be the same player, at
least not for a while so Coach and I will need you to step up a bit.
      "Swimming too?" One hottie in a Speedo said.
      "Bert you stand there looking like that and you ask this gay boy if
I'm going to give up swimming?"
      "And on that note we close this portion of the party.  Parents there
are adult beverages inside if you so desire and I'll answer any of your
questions I can," George said.
      Five minutes later every parent was inside and from my chaperoning
perch on the deck I could hear a chorus of beer cans popping.  Forty-five
minutes later the delivery truck from the local liquor store pulled up with
refills.
      Dashby walked up, picked up my beer and when I reached for it said,
"I hear by declare this deck part of the sovereign state of Arkansas."  And
finished the beer.
      "Feel better?" I asked.
      "Yeah, my birth father always let me drink beer and down there it got
a little more regular.  My parents don't let me normally but every once in
a while I need it.  And after that kid said what he did."
      "I know what you mean but the reaction from everybody else plus none
of them knew Scott before so it wasn't that unrealistic a question," I
said.
      "Thanks Sid," Dashby and gave me a quick kiss, "now I'll go get you a
replacement."
      "Make it a large diet Coke, had enough beer for now," I saw a look on
Dashby's face, "and I know you weren't going to take any."

      Danny took the lounge chair next to me an hour or so later and he
looked ecstatic if wiped out.
      "You did great lover," I said.
      "Thanks love," Danny said, "never imagined such positive reaction,
such love and support.  See Bert come up and hug me?"
      I nodded, "saw the kiss too."
      "Great kisser and with what I felt pressing against me it's the last
time he gets away with showering with his suit on.

      Danny went back to school that Monday and resumed practicing with his
teams shortly thereafter.  He'd never been a straight A student but he
quickly caught up with his school work.  He never got back all his strength
and stamina but he did become a better overall soccer player because he had
to use his head and all of his teammates like he'd never had to before.
Danny and Bert switched events on the swim team because while they excelled
at the same strokes Danny didn't have the endurance for the longer
distances and Bert did.  When Danny won the state 100 meter butterfly and
freestyle titles we felt he was as close to being back as he was ever going
to be.

Summer

	Sex between Danny and Adam and between Danny and me resumed slowly
over time.  The first time the two of us were back at my house, naked in
the living room stroking each others bodies is a memory I'll never forget.
When Danny finally took hold of my penis and stroked it took no time for me
to shoot.
	It took a month for all the hormones to leave Danny's body and
another week before Dr. Winslow authorized starting the HRT.  As he warned
us it took several days, several long days before Danny had his first
erection, and I'd like to think my talented mouth had something to do with
it.
	It was Adam though two days later who got him to cum.  It was a
long slow blowjob that did the trick Danny told me on the phone later that
day.  The kind that's more love than lust.  Where the orgasm is just the
cherry on top of the whip cream.  This time it was the biggest cherry
nature ever created.
	It was funny at the office the next morning.  The first time I saw
my boss and love's Dad we both started giggling with joy and relief.  Jose
finally asked what was up which only got us laughing harder.  I was finally
able to make a pistol with my hand and pretend to shoot him.  Jose just
stared but George's secretary Eve said.
	"Danny came?  Danny came!"
	We nodded and everybody cheered.  The whole office, the whole
company has been fantastic since George finally told them what was going
on.  They picked up any slack that he and I caused and kept the effort up
even when things returned to close to normal.
	It was at lunch that day we talked about our summer vacations.
	"Going to take two weeks this year, take them together," George
said.
	"Taking the boys someplace?" I said.
	"Ever hear of Camp Starlight up in the Catskills?"
	"Sure, used to be a sleep-away camp that turned into a luxury
second home community.  Every amenity you can dream of and some you can't."
	"I own one of the smaller houses up there, about size of the house
here.  Going to take Danny and Adam up; already cleared it with Adam's
parents.  I also cleared it for the boys to stay another two weeks if you
go up right after me.  Oh, and you left out there are clothing optional
sections and is very gay friendly though you fucking one of the boys by the
pool would probably cause a stir.  How does that sound?"  George said with
the kind of shit kicking grin he usually reserves when he's made a killer
deal.
	"Sounds like a plan," I said and returned the grin.
	"And Jenna and Bryce are taking the next two weeks.  Give the boys
six straight weeks up there."
	"Glad I'm getting the middle two, don't think I want to be apart
for four," I said.
	"Neither did Danny," George said.
	My smile turned from shit kicking to joy.

	I arrived on Saturday July 26, 2003 and spent the afternoon
relaxing with the three of them.  After supper at the resort's four star
restaurant the boys went down to the game room while I filled George in on
the previous two weeks at work.  Not that we hadn't talked at least once a
day anyway.
	George headed home after lunch the next day and we stayed around
the house the rest of the day.  I worked on getting rid of those pesky tan
lines, a problem Adam and Danny didn't have to worry about.  They both had
creamy mocha tans that people spend a ton of money at tanning salons and on
creams to get.
	We grilled beef ribs for supper and then took a shower together to
get the sauce off.  To be honest there wasn't much sauce left on us since
we took turns licking it off the other.  And I will admit to taking a full
ladle and powering it over myself when it was my turned to be licked clean.
	"Cheater," they said together before they got to work.
	After cleaning my chest Danny decided that the only way to clean my
cock was to suck it clean.  Adam started on my balls.  I was in the shower
about ten minutes later.
	And that does include recovery time and letting the water warm up.
	When I got out the boys were cleaned and dressed which caused my
eyebrows to rise.
	"Got a call from a few kids we've met up here and we agreed to meet
them at the dance pavilion," Danny said.
	"And you want me to drive you over," I said.
	"Stay too, acting responsibly and meeting their parents so we can
invite them over while you're here," Adam said.
	"Dad's already vouched for you but you know how some rents can be,"
Danny added with a smile.
	"Especially with single guy watching two gay boys and now watching
their precious angels," I finished and got two big smiles back.
	I shaved before dressing in a light blue short sleeve shirt and
khaki shorts and my best sandals
	The dance pavilion was a large deck on the back of the auditorium
and the DJ played a mix of music to appeal to all the various age groups
there.  I got dragged up for the Chicken dance and the Macarena.  Stayed up
and did a couple of fast dances after the Macarena with one of the boys'
friend's mother.  We both sat and chatted over diet Cokes with some other
parents.
	It was great seeing Danny and Adam slow dancing together with
nobody giving them a disapproving glance.  Not even the businessman I
recognized who I knew was a strict Catholic.  After a while another two all
boy couples came on the floor and while at first they didn't dance as close
as Danny and Adam they soon were.  I looked around the parents I was with
and saw only smiles.
	"It's never been a secret that those four are gay or couples but I
guess it took your guys to show them it was ok and safe," Joanne whispered
in my ear.
	After the next song the music went hip hop and the six gay boys
gathered together and had a blast dancing together.  Got even better when a
group of six teen girls set up camp next to them and they started matching
move for move.
	The dance floor cleared except for the dozen hot kids, yes I can
recognize a hot chick when I see one, and the DJ kicked the pace up a
notch.  From the back of his bag he pulled out a hot dance mix that would
be at home at any city dance club.  The two groups merged and it turned
into an omni-sexual vision.  At the wrong angle you saw crotches and
breasts being caressed but at the right one you saw at least an inch of
space, even between the couples.  Turned out two of the girls was a lesbian
couple.
	One point Adam had Jason on one side and Chyna, one of the
lesbians, on the other side.  Together they slid Adam's t-shirt off and
caressed his chiseled sweat soaked chest and back while Adam gyrated.
Danny moved behind Adam, Jarrett moved behind Jason and Sarah behind Chyna
and started grinding crotches to asses.
	I took a good look at Danny and behind the pure joy of the moment I
recognized the signs of exhaustion.  At that moment he looked at me and I
mouthed "enough?"
	"Five," he mouthed back.
	I turned to the DJ who before I could say anything mouthed "five."
	A minute later the music turned slow and the couples reformed and
when the song ended and the DJ announced he was taking a break the crowd
cheered the young dancers who just sank to the floor where they were.
      Almost instantly the waiters were bringing bottles of water and soda
out to them.  Whoever sent them was smart since there was enough for two
for everybody.  The teens eventually put two tables together and spent the
rest of the evening chatting.  Seeing Danny was all right now that he was
resting I rejoined the conversation with the other adults.
      And if you're wondering about the hot sex when we got back home that
night the truth is I had to wake both of them so they could make it from
the car to their bedroom where they collapsed on the bed and were instantly
back asleep with their clothes back on.  I took their socks and sneakers
off covered them with a light blanket.
	The next day Danny had me make the required phone calls so Tuesday
afternoon Jason and Jarrett along with Jonny and Aaron arrived on their
bikes wearing proper shorts and backpacks.  Ten minutes later they weren't
even that dressed.  As an experienced boy lover I knew not to stare at the
four extremely hot newcomers, with or without shorts.
      Jason had short red hair, developing six-pack and yes the biggest
cock of the lot to go with a nice set of low hangers.  Jarrett had black
hair on his head and nowhere else except a neatly trimmed patch of pubic
hair.  He also came with a divine English accent.  Aaron's first words
were, "Yes I look like him except I didn't step into a garbage pail full of
glass but as far as we know I'm not related to Carter at all."
      "Ah, now I see the resemblance but you're much better looking.  His
legs have gotten way to hairy," I said.
      "Didn't know your eyes had gotten down that far," Jonny said and we
all laughed.
      Ah yes, Jonny.  If he'd been at the swim meet in Las Vegas with Danny
my lust would have been torn in two.  At about six feet he was the same
height as Aaron and my two and a few inches taller than Jason and Jarrett.
His blond-brown hair was cut in a medium surfer's cut and his cock and
balls were all anybody like me could want.
      They headed out back to the pool area and I went upstairs to my
bedroom window to have a nice long wank as I watched.  Somehow they all
slept on Danny and Adam's new king sized bed.  Though from the smell when I
peaked in when I woke I figured a gallon or so of boy cum had been spilled
before sleep took them.
      About as much again around the pool in the afternoon and again before
they slept.  Neither event included me except as a watcher in the
afternoon.  I was poolside but I'm not sure they noticed.  Not even Danny
after he gave me a wink ten minutes in.

	And yes I got my first turn alone with Danny that night.
	"Sorry it took this long," Danny said as he got into my bed after
saying good night to Adam.
	"No problem, been a blast in a way being responsible parent," I
said.
	"Can imagine how many parents would just sit calmly there watching
a gay orgy between six hot teenaged boys."
	I kissed him gently on the lips, "Not sure calmly is the right
word.  There was a reason I had a towel over my lap."
	"Good," Danny said and the kiss he initiated could not be described
as gentle.
	Neither was my response.
	We touched and tasted places we hadn't since the night before the
three of them had left to come up here.  His hand brushing my buttock was
enough to get me hard.  I brushed his long blond hair out of his eyes and
smiled.
	"I love you Danny Winston.
	"I love you so much Sid G."
	We moved into a 69 and started by kissing and licking the area
between the hole and balls, especially that tender spot.  When I finally
took his left ball sac in my mouth he gasped and then moaned before
following suit.  I almost came right then but my talented lover pulled off
in time and we rested for a moment before slowly absorbing the other's love
tool into our mouth.
	Danny tasted even better than usual.  Something I attributed to two
and a half weeks of country air, taking it easy.  And maybe the fact he'd
taken his monthly HRT shot that morning.  Whatever the reason I soon found
myself enjoying a hard boy cock as I slowly sucked it.
	From what I was feeling through my rod I knew he was enjoying
sucking as much as I was.  Hoped he was enjoying being sucked as much as he
I was.
	As we continued we fell into a joyful lustful rhythm.  As one we
slowed as came close then speeded back up as one.  Wordlessly we knew that
it was time and didn't back off.  Instead we screamed in love and ecstasy
as we spilled our loads into our lover's mouth and throat.
	After licking the cocks clean we pulled apart and I swung around so
both are heads were on the pillows and we faced each other.  The kiss again
was gentle, at least to start.
	We cuddled and caressed for a while.
	"Make love to me Sid," Danny said and gave a peck on the lips.
	I pushed a little harder and nodded.  Danny got on his back while I
reached for the lube and condom.  I greased up my index finger and slowly
inserted into Danny's rectum as he lightly stroked my hardening rod.
	When he was ready he took the condom and slid it over my cut cock
head.  I moved into position, looked into his eyes.
	"I love you, love you forever," I said.
	"And make love to me forever," he said and blew me a kiss.
	I pushed my way in his inner ring and he moaned.  I kept pushing
until my balls slapped against his smooth ass.
	"So good," he said.
	"So right," I said finishing what has become our love making
couplet.
	I pulled out and started stroking.  Long luxuriant strokes, each
designed to give both of us as much pleasure as possible.  This was
lovemaking at its finest.  The desire not just to cum not just to orgasm
but to share, unite with a loved one.
	And we did unite as I rubbed my throbbing cock in his most private
place and against his prostate.  We fed off each others bliss.  Fed off of
it for a long time until I could hold back no longer and filled his rectum
with the symbol of my love as he dry orgasmed.
	After we kissed, recovered and kissed some more Danny went and got
us each a glass of soda, cherry 7Up for him and Diet Mountain Dew Code Red
for me.  We drank and cuddled and talked quietly for a while.  No sense of
urgency pushed us to the next round of sexual mating.  What still strikes
me from that night in fact isn't the incredible sex but my love's maturity
in that conversation.  The brush with death, no matter how short or slight
it had been had given him something or maybe just removed the rose colored
glasses some of my adult friends still had glued to their heads.
	The next night Danny was back in Adam's bed and that rotation
continued for the remainder of my time up there except for the night they
stayed over at Jonny's.  Of course there were a couple of daytime
three-ways and even a couple of just Adam and I.  All were special.
	Adam's parents arrived on August 9th for lunch and I left after
supper.  They returned two weeks later and Danny slept over the next night.
	School started the Wednesday after Labor Day and the extra
concentration Danny needed in athletics seemed to carry over into academics
and he had his best grades ever.  Business was better than ever at the
company and the improved teamwork from the crises carried over as well.

	And that brings us to next June.

End Game

	As Danny and Adam's sophomore year wound down Danny was tired
almost all the time.  His attitude was fine, not like when he had the
testicular cancer, so everybody believed him when he said he'd just pushed
himself too hard with swimming and soccer on top of really studying hard
for school and finals.
	Looking back to that period I guess there were signs I missed, we
all missed but as Dr. Winslow told all of us over and over it wouldn't have
made a difference.  The first of them I guess was at his school's gay and
straight group's spring fling dance.  George volunteered to chaperone and
when another parent had to back out at the last minute I got corralled.
Danny slow and fast danced and hung with his friends, and there were a lot
of them.  And yes some of the gay boys were almost as hot as my love.
Almost.
	But every time he was standing still he was rubbing his stomach,
and not sensuously.  When I asked him about it as we drove home Danny said
his stomach was bothering him every now and then and after a bit it went
away.  His Dad asked him if he wanted to see the doctor about it but that
got a fast no.  George and I looked at each other but weren't alarmed.
There'd been more than enough trips to doctors and labs to satisfy a
hypochondriac in the months after the surgery that Danny wanted nothing to
do with an extra trip.  And sure enough the discomfort was gone by morning.
	Adam said he fucked it away.  I said I'd remember that cure for the
next time.  Danny said I didn't have to wait that long to fuck his hot ass.
I didn't.
	School ended and Adam and Danny started working as soccer
instructors at the local Y.  They were supposed to have a group of seven
and eight year old boys but were soon switched to working with the Y's
eleven year old traveling team.  Danny kept raving about this one boy,
Gill, who was the only one who seemed to have the vision thing, that sense
of where everybody was on the field and what they were doing.  Besides the
boy was blond, hot and always wanted to be on the skins team so Danny and
Adam got loads of chances to admire his smooth chest and a four pack
quickly moving up to six.
	It was a four week camp so George, Adam's parents and I adjusted
our vacation schedules till after it was over.

	We never made it up.

	It wasn't a big crises or injury.  Just another routine blood test.
Quarterly blood tests Danny had passed with flying colors since shortly
after the surgery.  This time red flags flew and before any of us really
knew what was happening he was back in the hospital for a full battery of
tests.
	Dr. Winslow didn't try and sugar coat it for any of us.
	"Prostate cancer and we think its spread or spreading into Danny's
bowels and colon.  We won't know for sure how far until we operate in the
morning.  Danny, I'm sorry but we will try our best to remove and control
this but the treatment is going to be harder than last time."
	"Harder than having my balls cut off?" Danny said half in amusement
half in horror.
	Dr. Winslow smiled, "Well that was a bit hard to get used to but
this is going to be a longer and harder fight but I know you're up to it
and you've got about the best support team I have ever seen."
	"Thanks Doc, is it ok if Adam stays the night?" Danny said.
	"You've got a private room this time, nobody's going to get kicked
out."
	At least the hospital staff didn't kick anybody out.  Danny and
Adam did that after the eleven o'clock news.

	"You two get in our car," Bryce said, "you'll spend the night with
us and we'll drive to the hospital in the morning."
	"And don't even think of saying no," Jena said as she took her
husband's hand.
	We didn't argue and when we got there Bryce made us each a
screwdriver.  I think I finished it but when he woke us in the morning
Bryce swore he hadn't drugged us.  He's just made the drinks a bit on the
strong side.
	I groaned and headed to the bathroom to piss on a dead run.  No I
didn't throw up.
	We stopped for McDonalds before a quick stop at my and George's
house so we could freshen up and change and were back at the hospital by
seven.  We slowly opened the door and just watched them in each others
arms.  Prayed it would be that way for a very long time.
	Ten minutes later George went in and touched his son lightly on the
shoulder and Danny opened his eyes and smiled at him.  When he saw the
three of us the smile grew and he shook Adam.
	"Just a little more Mom, not school day," Adam said without opening
his eyes.
	"I'm not your mother," Danny said.
	"Darn right, I am," Jena said and Adam's eyes flew open.
	It still took him a couple of moments to regain his bearings,
remember where he was and, fortunately, what he was wearing.  That was of
course nothing.
	"Uh Mom, I got to pee and," Adam turned deep red.
	"I'm out of here, let me know when the both of you are decent,"
Jena said and left.
	From the looks of both boys and the bed linens it was clear that
sleep had come only after a long night of lovemaking.
	"Remember when we could go that long?" Adam's dad said.
	George and I chuckled.
	"Think Danny was conceived the last time," George said.
	"Don't think I ever could," I said and noticed a fresh set of
linens on top of the dresser, "Love these nurses."
	In my youth I'd gone to a sleep away camp not far from Camp
Starlight and still remembered how to do hospital corners so I replaced the
cum stained sheets with fresh ones while the boys were showering.
	Danny came out first wearing his Winnie-the-Pooh boxers and looked
at the three of us and tears began to fall.  George and I both moved a step
toward him and stopped looking at each other.
	"Need both," Danny said as his knees buckled and we caught him just
before he hit the ground.
	Over Danny's tears we heard crying from inside the bathroom and
Bryce went to his son.  How long they were in there I've got no idea since
along with his Dad I was trying to comfort my love as he cried his fears.
	Didn't cry them out or away.  Nor did we try and tell him he was
being foolish and everything was going to be fine after another simple
surgery.  We tried to be strong and supportive but in the end we cried with
him and in the long run that was the best thing for Danny.  When he
realized we were crying, that his Dad and lover were as scared as he was it
relaxed him by showing he wasn't being a little boy scared of the shadows
in the dark.  There was something in the darkness inside his body and it
was all right to be scared of it.
	At some point Dr. Winslow and Jen came in and I saw a nurse and
some orderlies waiting outside the room with a gurney.
	"Bryce, it's time," I said while pointing to Adam's Tigger boxers.
	Jena handed them through a crack in the bathroom door and a minute
later a red-eyed father and son emerged.
	"It's time? Danny asked for all of us.
	"Yes, everything's ready, we just need our star patient to start.
And before you ask Adam the answer is no.  Going to give Danny a shot now
to start putting him under and he's going right into the OR.  You can all
wait here and I'll be up as soon as I can.  If you go someplace else just
let the desk know," Dr. Winslow said.

	The television was on in the room as we waited.  I know we watched
since every once in a while somebody would change the channel to avoid a
soap opera or a stupid talk show.  At some point Nurse Betty walked in with
five pizzas for one and gave two to Adam.
	"Danny's not going to be able to eat solids I thought," he said.
	"Both are for you, I have a teenaged son of my own I know one isn't
going to be enough for you.  And don't you think about going for your
wallet Mr. Winston, this is courtesy of the hospital."
	George got up and hugged her, "Your son's lucky to have such a good
mother."
	She blushed and left the room.

	We ate and watched some more.  We knew time was passing, and a bit
of it but then Dr. Winslow never said how long it would take.  Adam sat on
each of our laps at one point or other and was on mine when a very tired
doctor came in.
	Betty was right behind him with a chair which he gratefully took
after looking longingly at the empty bed.  She then handed him a cup of
very hot, very strong black coffee and one gulp of it seemed to revive him.
Betty turned to leave.
	"Stay please," George said.
	She closed the door and stood behind Danny's father.
	The doctor took another sip of the coffee and put it down on the
floor.  His gaze was focused on his patient's father but seemed to be
meeting all of our eyes.
	"Danny is in recovery and will be there for another three hours
before he's brought back here.  The operation went smoothly and there
shouldn't be any complications from it."
	George started to say something but Betty put her hand on his
shoulder and he stopped.
	"What we found was along the lines we talked about yesterday.  We
removed his prostate and cleaned out as much as we could of his bowels and
colon.  Didn't get it all this time, there's a ball in his colon that's a
problem but was just too late in the surgery to go after it.  After the
biopsies are done I'll consult with my partners and develop a treatment
plan but off the top I'll say it will involve radiation and chemotherapy
and probably another surgery down the line."
	"How soon can he come home?" George said.
	The doctor shook his head, "Don't know yet, going to be at least a
month.  Two floors up is the adolescent oncology unit and I recommend we
move Danny up there as soon as we can."
	"But won't have Nurse Betty there," Adam said.
	"Honey, they've been trying to get me up there for a year now.  If
they still do I'll move with your boyfriend."
	Adam was off my lap and hugging her faster than he ran the 100
meters for Longston Academy.
	While Adam was distracted George moved his hands up and down like a
scale.  Doc just shrugged.  We all nodded, too early to know if Danny was
going to live or die.


	Danny came home the end of September.
	He wasn't better.
	He wasn't getting better.
	He wasn't going to get better.
	And he knew it and said, "Dad, take me home I don't want to die
here."

	It took a week to convert George's home office into a bedroom
overlooking the pool and back yard.  There were obvious signs it was a sick
room, the hospital bed, rows of medical supplies, but we'd moved as much of
his stuff from his room so he'd feel at home.
	Danny's spirits picked up and he actually felt better when he got
home.  His friends and schoolmates came over a few at a time and left as
soon as they saw he was tiring.
	The end of October George rented a private plane and villa and we
all went down to Key West for a long weekend.  By this time "we" included
Nurse Betty and her son.  There was a small bungalow on the grounds and
Adam and Danny had that for themselves.

	It was a sunny afternoon, the 22nd of November of 2003 when God was
kind and merciful.  Danny had been, for him, alert and talking with the
three of us when a bolt of pain went through him.  Adam went to push the
button on the morphine dispenser but Danny stopped him.
	"It hurts but I'm aware and want to see the three of you, talk with
you a little more."
	We did.  He listened as George told him about things at the
company, I told him about his traveling soccer and swimming teams.  Adam
filled him in about school, all the hot boys waiting for Danny once he was
well enough.
	Finally Danny fell asleep and Adam pushed the button that let the
morphine flow.  The three of us just sat and watched him.
      Finally Danny Cody Winston slipped from a drugged sleep to the
eternal sleep of the blessed.

Epilogue

	The funeral was held on a warm beautiful day the following Monday
at the most appropriate place in the world, Longston Academy's soccer
field.  They called off classes for the day but just about every student
was there, everybody he'd ever played with or against as well.  They all
filed by the closed casket standing beneath a portrait of Danny in his
prime.  This formal picture was flanked by pictures in his school soccer
and swimming uniforms.  The eulogies were great.  I managed to get through
mine without breaking down.

	George and Nurse Betty stayed in touch and eventually started
dating.  Won't say he's happier than ever bet he's coming around nicely.
Her son Arne, though occasionally he likes to use Odin as a nickname, has
even improved emotionally from George's fatherly attention.
	Adam was a total physical and emotional wreck for the rest of the
year.  His friends kept coming over and talking with him even when he
screamed at them to go and ended up curling into a ball and crying himself
to sleep.  At the start of the winter vacation Gill came over and kicked
everybody else out of Adam's room and locked the door.
	He told us later that the last time he'd seen Danny his coach had
given him a note with instructions.  Gill was to, and had, gone into the
room stripped first himself then Adam before giving Adam a great blowjob.
Danny knew what he was doing, Gill blew Adam's mind as much as his cock and
Adam began to come out of it.  When school started up again he was able to
go back part time and within a month was back to full time.  And while he
and Gill aren't lovers they are boyfriends which is all his parents, George
and I can ask for.
	As for me I'm doing ok.  It was really rough, especially having to
support George, Adam and the others, help them through their grief while
not really dealing with mine.  Why it's taken close to a year for me to be
able to write this final chapter.  In fact even think about it without
crying.


Author's Notes:

	This is the sixth and final chapter in the Sid & Danny series.
Danny wrote the first four chapters himself while healthy and happy.  Those
chapters are 100% fiction.  Then he got cancer, yes testicular cancer among
others, and after he was castrated we wrote "Love Can Conquer All" together
in the hope that other teens would get the hint and self test and maybe
we'd save a life if not a set of balls.
      When it became clear that his death was inevitable he asked me, made
me promise to write this final chapter.  And as much as I hoped, prayed
that a miracle would occur I made the promise knowing one day I'd have to
keep it.  It took time, and a little prodding from mutual friends to get me
to write it. I hope Danny likes it and approves.
      In the story Adam recovers from his sorrow and starts to move on.  In
real life due to circumstances beyond anybody's control the real Adam
didn't have the support system that fictional Adam did.  In the end he
chose to join his one true love.  Please keep that lesson in mind.