Date: Tue, 12 Mar 2002 10:06:55 -0800 (PST)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dane  part 7

Wednesday's mail brought a card for Dane, from Jan as it turned out, and
again I was curious as to how she got my address since I am unlisted. But
the doorbell rang and dinner had arrived in the form of pizza from a local
pizzeria so we macked and it watched Animal Kingdom, one of the few things
I will turn the set on for.  Dane had homework so jumped on the `puter
after dinner while I worked through a biography of Churchill I reading.
Jan called about 7 and this time Dane answered the phone. They talked for a
good 10 minutes before he handed the phone to me.

"Cody, things are not good here. Leeza is barely hanging on, her body is
rejecting the heart and there are other organ complications."  I didn't
know what I could say other than to offer condolences.  She went on, "I
hear things are going well with you and Dane. I want you to know how
grateful I am for you being in our lives Cody. "Your", and here she paused
a second, "involvement with Dane has turned him around completely, almost
like a miracle and I sincerely hope that you will be able to stay in his
life, our lives, for a long time."

I had a strange sense of foreboding. Did she somehow know, or suspect the
full nature of my relationship with her son, and if so, was she giving
unspoken agreement to it?  I told her he was an awesome kid, that I didn't
really think I had all that much to do with his changes other than to
encourage him in a positive direction.  "Oh Cody, that's one of the things
we like and admire so much about you, your honest modesty".

Huh?  What "we?"  She must mean Dane although much as I loved him I
couldn't see him being able to articulate that kind of statement. She went
on, "In any case, thank you and I'll talk with you tomorrow night".  She
talked with Dane a bit more then rang off.

My sweet boy was a bit down in the dumps the rest of the night. He didn't
talk much and after doing his homework said he was tired and going to bed.
"I think I am gonna sleep in my bed tonight Cody, is that ok?" he asked
tentatively.  I told him that was just fine, he was always free to sleep
where he felt he needed to.  He came over and wrapped his arms around my
neck and kissed me tenderly and said "oh my sweet man, I love you so much,
thank you".  He shuffled off, I heard the shower run and then stop, heard
him pad down the hall to his room and close the door.  About an hour after
going to bed I felt Dane crawl into bed with me and snuggle up tight. I
asked, sleepily, if he was ok and he replied "I don't want to sleep without
you Cody, I don't want to be alone". My heart swelled with love and I
wrapped my arms around him protectively and we both fell asleep.

The next afternoon, while the kids were on a field trip, Ben called me into
his office.  I went down the hall and entered to find another man, well
tailored and groomed, a little older than myself, with him.  Ben introduced
us. "Cody this is Austen Chamberlain", Mr. Chamberlain, Cody Sampara". As
we shook hands Ben stated, "I will leave you two alone" and he left,
closing the door.

"Mr Sampara", the man started " I am the attorney for Jan Collins or, more
specifically, her father William DeMarc, but I handle much of the family
affairs in this country.  At the risk of sounding dramatic I will get to
the point, there has been an accident, Jan is dead."  I was shocked,
needless to say. He went on to say that shortly after 8pm the night before,
Jan had left the Hospital and walked to a local quick stop for a pack of
cigarettes. She rarely ever smoked but the stress with Leeza, well....  As
she reached the store counter, two hooded men came in with guns and
attempted to rob the cashier. Another customer tried to prevent the
robbery, guns were fired and Jan was shot and killed."  "Oh my god", I
whispered then immediately added "oh nooooooo, poor Dane my god that poor
boy".  Before I could articulate my concerns the attorney went on. "Well
Mr. Sampara, that is where we need your help. We would like you to take
full care of Dane, that is assuming Dane agrees to, which, if my
information is correct, he will do. The basic paperwork was in place before
Mrs. Collins left".  I was reeling, I didn't know what to think. This was
information overload, pure and simple.

"You don't know anything about me Mr. Chamberlain, besides, there must be
some family members that would take custody of him. I mean, I care a great
deal about Dane but, full care and custody"?

"To answer some questions for you," spoke the attorney. "First of all there
is no family to speak of. His father was from northern Canada, neither Jan
or Dane knew any of them and his father is in jail for life.  Family on his
mother's side all live in Europe as does her father Mr. DeMarc. It is
impractical as well as unhealthy for the boy to be uprooted. In time
perhaps it might be possible but not now. As to knowing about you, we know
a great deal. When Dane began speaking of you in such glowing terms, and a
lot I might add, Mr. DeMarc had you investigated quite thoroughly, for
reasons he will explain since he will be here for the funeral. What we know
is that you are an honest, upstanding man of integrity who appears to care
a great deal for Dane so it's practical not just convenient. It is a
sensible choice, if you will accept. Mr. DeMarc will explain things further
but for now I can tell you this, even though money would be little
consideration to a man of your caliber in arriving at a decision, you will
not have to worry about finances.  In fact, things will be made available
to you that can be called nothing less than extravagant. Mr. DeMarc is
quite wealthy and wanted Jan and her family to be comfortable. Yes, Jan
worked as a nurse, but Mr. DeMarc paid all medical bills for Leeza. Their
house is paid for, a trust pays all taxes and maintainance, a new vehicle
every 3 years, a college fund for Dane.  Amongst other things, there are
condo's in Hawaii, Los Angeles and New York that will be at your disposal,
all travel costs are paid for by the trust. Mr. DeMarc would like Dane to
experience life Mr. Sampara and he would like you to guide his grandson
through those experiences. I know this is a shock, we would like you to
continue having Dane stay with you at least until after the funeral, after
you have spoken with my client.  Can you do that at least?"

I was fucking shell shocked. All I could do is nod. Mr. Chamberlain went on
"Dane will be here shortly I understand, and Dr. Horgath will take
responsibility for breaking the news to Dane. Also Mr. Sampara, Dane knows
nothing of the financial aspects of his mother's life. Mr. DeMarc would
like it kept that way.  Again all I could do was nod and at that moment the
door opened and Ben came in with Dane.  The boy's smile brightened when he
saw me and although I tried to force a similar response Dane noticed the
failure and asked if I was ok.  At the same time he noticed the attorney
and I suppose his sixth sense went into overdrive.

"Is something wrong Cody, Dr. Ben?" he asked with some fear in his young
voice as he looked from face to face.  Ben invited Dane to sit next to him
on a sofa, then said in his best therapeutic voice,

"Dane, I'm afraid I have some bad news.  There was a robbery last night in
Denver, your mother was present when it happened..."  Dane interrupted

"is she ok, was she hurt, how is she Dr. Ben" he asked frantically, his
eyes wide and his face pale, "tell me she's ok Dr Ben"

Ben continued, "I'm so sorry Dane but your mother was killed accidentally
by the robbers and..

"NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" Dane screamed with all the pain and anguish
any one person could experience, he ran to me "say it isn't so Cody, tell
me it's not true please Cody tell me it's not true", tears streaming down
his angelic face, a now face contorted in pain.  My heart felt like it was
being torn from my body for this boy.

"Oh Dane", I was crying now as well, for him. He fell into my arms and held
on as though he was in danger of being taken away also. I returned his grip
pound for pound. "I am sooooo sorry sweetie", I whispered in his ear, "I am
so so so very sorry."  After a bit his sobbing died down. He moved back
from me, and turned to look at the other two men, each in turn as if hoping
that someone would tell him it was all a mistake.  He looked back at me,
and I held his hand and maneuvered him to sit in the chair next to me.  At
this time the attorney introduced himself and leaned forward to shake
Dane's hand. Dane declined.  Nonplussed, Chamberlain went on,

"Dane I am your grandfather's lawyer, and your mother's.  She was special
person Dane and many of us will miss her alot. Please accept my deepest
condolences."  He paused for a small bit of time to let that seep in then
went on. "Dane there are a few things that need talking about right now
though, are you ok and able to do that", to which Dane nodded in assent.
"Good boy, your mom would be proud of you.  The biggest question is where
you will live, who will take care of you.  Your mother would wish for Cody
to be that person for now and Cody has agreed that he would like that. Is
that ok with you?"

Dane managed to find his voice, "I will not live with anyone else but Cody"
he said firmly and squeezed my hand.  Chamberlain nodded in agreement,

"Good" he said, "your grandfather suspected that you would say that. Next,
your grandfather will be in town for the funeral which is next Tuesday. You
and Cody may stay in either Cody's house or yours. "Hey" he added, "you can
alternate between the houses if you want".  The attempt at levity failed
and after a few more pleasantries the meeting ended and Chamberlain gave me
his card with a local number where he could be reached.

Dane and I were both given leave from school for a week, or however long
was needed.  We walked to my car in silence, arms around each other, neck
and waist. The drive home was the same, with Dane leaning against his door,
eyes looking ahead trance like. Just before reaching my place Dane said
softly "My house, can we go to my house Cody".

"Sure baby boy, we can do that" and I did a 180 degree turn and headed
toward Dane's.  The trip continued in silence.  We pulled into the driveway
and shut the car off. Dane was still staring straight ahead, and then asked

"What will happen to Leeza?". It was more a case of thinking out loud than
actually asking a question so I elected not to answer unless he asked it
again.  We got out, he unlocked the front door and went in while I got 3
days of mail from the box although there wasn't much.  I went into the
house. Dane was not in sight but Budgie was so I opened the patio door and
provided fresh food and water for him.  A little attention was in order so
I petted him and rubbed his ears.  He got his fill then went about
eating. I went back in, could not hear Dane so went looking. I found him in
his mother's room, laying curled on the bed, eyes closed. He must have
heard me enter the room because he asked, without opening his eyes, "Why
Cody? Why her. She was a nice person, she never hurt no one" and tears
began seeping from his still closed eyes.

"I don't know my sweet boy, I wish I had an answer for you but I just don't
know".  I told him a little bit of how I lost my father when I was
Seventeen, and how I asked the same questions, how much of a sense of loss
I felt.  "I can't say I know how you feel sweetie but I can understand. I
wish I could do something for you but I don't know what that would be, so
you let me know if and when you think of something ok?" and I placed my
hand on his back and began slow rubbing motions of comfort.

Dane nodded his head and whispered "I will Cody".  He fell asleep there
while I fixed a small supper. I didn't wake him, sleep being the best thing
for him right now. About 10 o'clock I draped a blanket over him and went up
to his room, undressed and went to sleep in his bed.  I was woken up at 630
by the movement of Dane crawling into bed. I rolled over to greet him, his
wonderful eyes still puffy from sleep. Before I could say a word, he leaned
in, and placing his tender lips to mine, engaged me in a long passionate
kiss.  The kiss was accompanied by his hand on my morning hard cock,
stroking it almost with a vengeance.  He slid in a little closer and I
could feel his equally hard teen cock on my leg and I reached to grasp onto
it.  Once in my hand, Dane started pumping into it, fucking my hand. He
broke the kiss but not the rest of the connections and said quietly,

"Make love to me Cody, right now...Please".  I fully understood.  This
wasn't about sex but about being connected to another person, to feel vital
and alive. I was amazed that this young boy could understand or voice the
answer to such a need.  I nodded my head, this not being a time for a lot
of words and said,

"Lube?".  My eager young lover rolled away from me, reached under the bed
and brought out hand towel and bottle of Vaseline Intensive Care, the
choice of lube for masturbating boys. He threw the covers off us, quickly
lubed up my cock, then lubed up his tight young asshole. He wiped his hand,
rolled on his back and pulled on my arm in encouragement. I got between his
legs that he had pulled back exposing his invitingly pink spot. I guided
his feet onto my chest which helped roll him up, allowing me easy entry
into his magnificent willing young body.  I slipped a finger in first,
moved it in and out to loosen him up at least a little.  I hit his prostate
and slid my finger back and forth across it which produced the desired
effect of inflaming his passion.

"Now Cody, go in me now" he pleaded.  I put my cock head in place against
the muscle and pushed it through the ring of muscle and he grunted with
eyes closed. Leaning forward on his feet held him in place as I slowly
pushed until his body totally engulfed mine.  His eyes had been closed but
opened wide when I bottomed out inside of him. I began stroking, almost
pulling out then pushing back in. When I leaned a little more forward on
his feet it created a slightly different position which took me even
farther into his asshole.

With each inward stroke Dane emitted an "ugggghhh" sound. My hand were on
his upper thighs and he put his slender hands on mine.  I began to fuck him
harder, pushing into him with force which also pushed his body back and
forth with each stroke.  His moaning became louder,

"uuuggghhh, oh god, mmmmmmmm, oh, oh, oh, fuck me harder Cody, fuck me
harder, oohhh" he went on.  I grabbed the vaseline and dropped some on his
rigid teen cock then reached under his leg to grasp it and once again, my
fucking motion creating a jacking motion on his beautiful cock,
concentrating on the head.  His eyes were open, if one can call them open,
more like slits, lust filled eyes of a boy in the throes of passionate love
making.  I fucked him onward, pulling out then driving in, sometimes
pushing his feet up and giving me maximum depth sometimes not. It was all
good though believe me. I hadn't pissed yet morning so my orgasm was a long
time getting there, as was my boy lover's, and that was ok. But cum we did,
him first and then me right afterwards, both orgasms accompanied by lots of
noise and thrashing.  Dane soon dropped his legs and asked to be pulled up
into a sitting position, which I did. He gripped me in a tight embrace,
chin on my shoulder, head next to mine. I held him tight in return,
following his lead of silence.

"I miss her Cody" he eventually whispered.  "I can't believe I'll never see
her again".  I could feel his tears on the side of my face, and on my
shoulder where they fell.  We stayed there a while and when my cock
softened enough to pull out of him he grunted.  "That feels so weird when
you go out of me Cody," he said with what seemed like a bit of awe in his
voice.  We sat a while longer and then I told him I loved him and wanted to
hold him forever but if I didn't go to the bathroom soon I was gonna piss
all over him and his bed.  He finally chuckled a little and said that he
needed to go also. Before he broke the hold however he looked me in the
eyes and said "Thank you for lovin me Cody". I knew he meant over all as
well as this particular episode.

We got up, stood at the toilet together, our stream crossing in a familiar
boy type of ritual.  His shower wasn't as large as mine, but it was big
enough to accommodate us both and so we engaged in another ritual, the
soaping and rinsing of each other.  "I like your body Cody, I am glad
you're kinda smooth like me and not hairy" he stated in an appraising sort
of way.  I was glad too, in fact overall, I was comfortable with my body.
At just under 6 feet and 175 pounds I felt I was "just right". And Dane was
correct, aside from a small love trail of hair from my navel downward, the
rest of my body was smooth. Oh sure, my arms and legs had enough dark hair
to look complete but not over or underdone, again, "just right".  I wasn't
a gym rat but at 26 years old, I exercised enough to maintain a solid body,
not "cut" but some definition. Just your, a little above average, "boy next
door".

We got out, toweled off and Dane got into clean clothes while I had to make
do with yesterday's.  Dane allowed as how he was starved. I suggested we
head to the OAK TABLE, a gourmet restaurant known for great breakfasts.
"Yaaaaa" Dane said with some excitement in his voice. We headed toward our
destination in silence.  I was thinking about my life and future. Do I need
this, a teenage boy, the father role, and that role muddied by sex.  On the
other hand, I professed to love this fantastic young boy, and if I was true
and honest in that love I could never turn away from him, especially in a
time of dire need.  I needed to find out what his thoughts were as well,
and even though I knew what they would be, right now was not the time to
discuss it.  I reached over and squeezed his hand, 3 little squeezes
signifying, "I love you".  He squeezed back, 3 little squeezes.