Date: Thu, 17 Jun 2004 19:43:42 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mickey S <njmcmick@yahoo.com>
Subject: Billy and Danny II, Chapter 18

This is a story of love between two young men. If you are under age, or
live in an area where reading stories that include sex between males is
illegal, or if you're not into this type of story, please leave. The story
began in 1969. While the characters and their story are completely
fictional, it is set at places that are real and is told against a backdrop
of some real events. This was a time when all sex was safe. It isn't now,
so please respect yourself and others enough to always play safe.

I would like to thank all of those who have written to me with comments,
suggestions and encouragement, especially my fellow writers in the Nifty
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December 1972

Billy

We stopped talking about babies once we all sat down for Thanksgiving
dinner but the next afternoon Lucy came over to our house for a while
before we had to go into the city to work.

"Okay, boys, we've been talking about this for almost two months. You had a
long talk with Aunt Connie yesterday and I've talked to her all week. I
think it's time to make a decision. Are we going to do this?"

The three of us just looked back and forth at each other for a minute.

"I think it's pretty obvious that we all want to do this. It's pretty scary
to come right out and say it, but we all want to do this. Right?"

"You're right, Danny. I know that I want to, more than ever, now that we've
talked about it so much."

"I guess I'll make it unanimous, Luce. I agree with Danny that's it's a
pretty overwhelming decision but the more we've talked about it the more
all of us wanted to go ahead with it. Now, exactly how do we go about it?
We both love you but no way either Danny or me is sleeping with you."

"Don't be absurd, Billy. Of course we're not all gonna have sex with each
other. I was talking to Joanne last week and found out she knows all about
artificial insemination."

"Jeez, Lucy, is there anyone you haven't told about this?"

"I didn't tell her what we were considering, Danny. She was talking about
her work and I steered the conversation around to artificial
insemination. She's assisted the doctor doing it several times and knows
just how to do it. We could get her to help."

"So you're gonna make it with a dyke instead of one of us?"

"Billy, get your mind out of the gutter. This isn't a sex act we're talking
about. It's a medical procedure. Obviously it's going to take a sex act for
you to do your part, but somehow I don't think you'll mind that. After that
it's purely clinical as far my part goes."

"I guess we'd better talk to Frankie and Joanne about it then. Billy and I
will invite them over when we see them at the next Alliance meeting and we
can tell them together."

A week later we had the two of them and Lucy over for dinner. We waited
until after we'd eaten and we were all comfortable in the living room
before we told them our plans and asked for Joanne's help. To say that they
were a little bit shocked was putting it mildly.

"You guys have got to be out of your minds. I've never heard of anybody
doing this kind of thing."

"It's not that crazy, Frankie. We've met a few lesbian mothers at the
Alliance. And artificial insemination is becoming fairly common. Ask
Joanne."

"The lesbians we know who have kids have them because they used to be
married, Danny. They didn't decide to get pregnant after they came out. And
all of the artificial insemination we do at the office is with married
couples who have trouble getting pregnant the old-fashioned way. My boss
won't even do it on single women."

"Neither will my doctor. That's why we need your help, Joanne. You said
you've helped the doctor do it. Think you could do it yourself?"

"I'm positive I could, but are you guys really sure you know what you're
doing?"

"We're sure, Joanne. Billy and Danny and I have been discussing it for
weeks. We know it's what we want. We really need and want your help but
we'll do it ourselves with a turkey baster if we have to."

"You don't have to go that far, Lucy. I'll help out and I'll get all the
right supplies from work. Now then, we've got to figure out when to do it."

Joanne asked Lucy lots of questions and as they got into discussing female
anatomy Danny and I went into the kitchen for some beer.

"I don't think we need to know all of the details of Lucy's end of things,
Danny as long as we can handle our part."

"I know I can handle your part, Billy. I love to handle your part."

"And I love having you handle it, baby. I can't wait to get started on
this."

Frankie poked her head into the kitchen.

"Okay, you can come back now. We're done talking about pussy."

"Eeeuw, Frankie, I don't want to even think about that."

"You don't know what you're missing, Danny."

"I know enough to know that I'm not missing anything I want. Billy's got
everything I need."

We went back into the living room, bringing beer for the others.

"So it's all set, boys. Joanne has determined that I'll be the most likely
to get pregnant around the middle of the month so that's when we're going
to do it."

"Okay, that's all the details we need. Just tell us when and where you need
one of us to fill a cup and we'll be ready."

"Cut the crap, Billy. You may be a tough guy but you're not superhuman. No
way you can fill a cup."

"You know what I mean, Joanne. Just say when."

"Speaking of this, who's going to be the father? Have you decided, Lucy?"

"It doesn't really matter, Frankie. I want to have a baby with both Billy
and Danny so it can be either one. I thought maybe Billy would want to go
first."

"Hey, why me? How do I get to be first?"

"No reason, Billy. I just picked you because you're sort of the leader and
besides, you're a little older."

"Whoopee, he's two days older than me so he gets to be first?"

"Hey, guys, it's no big deal. You'll both get your chance."

Before Frankie and Joanne left we set a date to start. Joanne said it was
best to do it three days in a row to increase the odds of success. I wasn't
crazy about her instruction that I 'save it up' by not having sex for a few
days before we started. At least she picked a Sunday evening so we'd be
working all weekend. That might make it easier.

Danny

The closer we got the more excited we got. I think every time we saw Lucy
we both asked her if she was still sure. I don't know if we were more
afraid she would or wouldn't back out. We both wanted it so bad but as the
day neared we got more and more nervous. Billy seemed especially
tense. Saturday afternoon before we left for work we got the guest room all
set up for Lucy. Joanne was bringing the supplies from the doctor's office
with her on Sunday. Billy and I decided we would make love in our room and
then give the 'specimen' to Frankie who would take it to Joanne in the
guest room.

Sunday we got home from the city a little after seven to find Aunt Connie
with the three women waiting for us in the sunroom. We talked for a few
minutes and then Joanne suggested we get started.

"We'll take Lucy upstairs to get her ready. You guys go in your room and do
what you've got to do. How long do you think you'll be, Billy?"

"Take it easy, ladies. Danny and I haven't made love in three days and we
want to take our time and enjoy it. Although we're both so horny it may be
quicker than we want."

We all went upstairs and went into our separate rooms after Joanne handed
Billy a small cup. Billy closed the door behind us and just stood there
with his back against it for a minute while I walked over to the
bed. Although I was horny from not having done anything for a couple of
days I was a little self-conscious that we were going to make love while
the others were in the next room waiting for us to finish.

"C'mon, babe. We don't want to keep them waiting all night."

"Danny, I know we decided this a few weeks ago, but would you mind going
first?"

"Me? Why, Billy?"

"It's dumb, I know, but I'm still a little afraid to be a father. I keep
thinking about Pop."

"Billy, we've been over and over that. You're not like him. You'll be a
great father."

"Probably, but I think it might be easier if you went first, though. I just
know I'll love your baby more than anything in the world. That would be the
perfect way for me to ease into being a parent."

"I still think you're being silly, but if that's what you want, that's what
we'll do. It doesn't matter to Lucy which of us is first but we don't
exactly have time to talk it over with her now."

"We could wait nine months and let her figure it out for herself when she
has a white baby."

"I think we'd better tell her before that, like in an hour or so,
Billy. Besides, what makes you think she and I will have a white baby?"

"I guess we'll just have to wait and see, won't we, Danny? But right now
there's something I don't want to wait for. I've been thinking about making
love to you all day. I couldn't take my eyes off your hot little butt all
afternoon at The Restaurant."

Billy and I stripped each other's clothes off and fell into bed, kissing
and groping each other. We were both as hard as steel we were so horny. We
made out for a while but had to be careful where we touched each other. We
didn't want it to be over before it started. I lay on my back with Billy on
top of me. He kissed me fiercely and ran his hands all over my body,
sometimes so lightly he was barely touching me, sometimes so roughly he was
grabbing and pinching me. He knelt between my thighs and spread my legs a
bit. He grabbed the lube from the nightstand and applied some to my hole,
pressing some in with one finger, then another. With his other hand he
spread some over his hard tool, running his hand up and down the shaft,
twisting and squeezing the head slightly in his fist. He wrapped my legs
around his waist and inched in closer, pressing his dick down and aiming it
at my target. I felt the head press against my lubed pucker. I took a deep
breath and pushed out as he pushed in. That big black rod slid right into
me, opening me up, burying itself right where it belonged. Once he was all
the way in and I felt his tight wiry pubic hair pressed against my butt he
leaned forward and kissed me again. Then he pulled back a couple of inches,
locked his eyes with mine and smiled.

"Let's make a baby, white boy."

Billy put my legs up over his shoulders and leaned into me, tipping me back
until most of my weight and his was on my upper back and shoulders. He
slowly pulled almost all the way out of me and then plunged back in. He
repeated the move, over and over, a little faster each time. He reached a
steady and forceful thrusting rhythm, driving down into me from above. He
continued to stare down into my eyes and I looked up into his. After ten
minutes of him ramming into me, pressing against my prostate with each
thrust, I felt the pressure building up in my balls. I reached over to the
table and grabbed the cup and held in under the head of my dick. Billy
tipped me back a little more so that my cock was aimed down. My first shot
went directly into the cup. It was so forceful I was afraid it would splash
right out. It took all of my concentration to hold the cup against the head
of my dick as I continued to spasm and shoot. I looked up as Billy gasped
and half closed his eyes. I felt him expand within me as he also began to
cum. I held the cup steady until Billy's orgasm subsided, then I carefully
placed it on the table next to us as Billy leaned down and kissed me.

"Well, in spite of the unusual circumstances, we'll at least be able to
honestly tell this child that he or she was created by an act of love."

"You got that right, Billy. And I wish you could stay in me like this all
night, but shouldn't we get this stuff to Frankie right away?"

"Yeah, I guess we'd better. You stay there and I'll take it."

"Put your robe on, Billy. We don't want to scare the lesbians."

Lucy

It's odd, but after weeks of talking to Billy and Danny and going over all
of the pros and cons of our having babies together to the point where I was
beginning to think we were becoming obsessed with it, when it came down to
the few days where we were actually going to 'do the deed' all I could
think about was Brad. He was always in my heart and somewhere in my mind,
but when the weekend arrived, I kept thinking about him in context with
what the boys and I were about to do. I talked to Aunt Connie about it
Sunday afternoon while Billy and Danny were at work.

"It's strange but I almost feel as if I'm cheating on Brad in some way by
doing this, Aunt Connie."

"I can understand where that thought is coming from, Lucy, but you
shouldn't think of it that way. It's not like you're forgetting about him
and running off to marry another man."

"I know, but I was supposed to be having babies with Brad. We both wanted
that so badly. Having a baby with someone else, even if it is Billy, makes
me feel a little guilty."

"Don't, honey. You know how much Brad loved the boys. And didn't he always
say they'd make great fathers? I think he'd be happy that you're finding a
way to live a part of your dream."

"I suppose so. There may or may not be some kind of romance for me a long
way down the road but I know that my heart will always belong to Brad. I
guess my guilt is just because it's still so soon. It's hard to believe it
was seven months ago we got the news."

"Brad knew how much you loved him and he knew how much you love the boys. I
wasn't sure about this when you brought it up last month but now I am sure
that you're doing the right thing. Yes, it's soon, but it's the right time
for all of you. Brad would understand and approve, I think."

"I think he would too. He was a very special man."

The actual procedure was pretty simple. Joanne was a real pro and made me
feel totally at ease. From the look on the boys' faces afterwards it was
obvious they were enjoying their part. We repeated the whole thing again on
Monday and Tuesday nights. By the third time it was becoming a bit routine,
though Billy and Danny didn't seem to think so. After each time Joanne
wanted me to lie in bed for a while so everyone came into the guest room to
talk once she was done.

"So what's next, Joanne?"

"It's pretty much wait and see, Danny. If Lucy's not pregnant in a month
we'll do it all over again."

"Shouldn't three times in a row be enough?"

"Just like in real sex, once is often all it takes, Frankie, but it can be
pretty random. At work we usually run all kinds of fertility tests first so
we have a better idea of the odds, but since we couldn't do that we just
have to assume Lucy and Billy are normal."

"Um, I think you mean Lucy and Danny. I chickened out at the last minute."

"You didn't chicken out, Billy. You just acted like a gentleman and let me
go first."

"Yeah, right, whatever you say, Danny."

"I hope you're not disappointed or mad, Lucy. We would have told you first
but it was kind of a last minute change and then we got a little tied up."

"No, I'm not disappointed, Danny. It's a nice surprise. The next one can be
Billy's. It really doesn't matter who is first. These kids are going to
have two fathers no matter what."

Mark

It's been a very confusing fall. Law school is a lot tougher than college
was but I'm doing all right with it. Peter's job is going well though the
hours are long. At least he can bring some of his work home so he does that
while I study for school. Work is going well, the money's good and, though
it is work it is also fun most of the time. But I just can't figure out
where my head is the rest of the time.

After that night where I did those two other guys at the baths Peter and I
fell back into our usual routine, at least most of the time. We'd go there
and watch the others but have sex with each other. Except when I had a bit
too much to drink or smoke, which was probably more often than it should
have been. When I was high I didn't mind if others joined in; in fact, I
loved it when they did. One time a guy sucked me off while Peter fucked
me. Another time I sucked someone while getting fucked. That reminded me of
that night in the back room bar in Boston but I was so high I didn't
care. And there were more nights when I sucked more than one guy. I don't
think it's so much that I'm getting into being a slut. I just feel so
emotionally needy all the time. I keep it bottled up but when I'm high it
all comes out. The sexual activity seems to relieve my emotional needs, at
least for a few minutes. It doesn't last, but it's a bit of comfort when
it's happening. And Peter really seems to like it. One Saturday morning in
November after one of my sluttier performances we talked about it and
further refined the rules of our relationship.

"Are you sure you don't mind when I do other guys, Peter?"

"You know I don't mind, babe. I think it's hot, watching you with guys,
especially when I'm doing you."

"It's just so weird. I really get into it when it's happening but afterward
the thought just doesn't do anything for me."

"It must be satisfying some need in you, Mark, or you wouldn't do it, much
less enjoy it. Like I told you before, don't think about it so much, just
go with it."

"Easier said than done, Peter. I do go with it but I can't stop my brain
from thinking about it."

"I've been doing a little thinking about this too and I have a proposition
for you. I know you've never liked the idea that I might be getting it on
with other guys, so how about this? I won't be with any other guy, except
when I'm with you. We'll do threesomes but other than that, it's just you
and me. Nothing outside the relationship. How do you feel about that?"

I thought about that for a few minutes before I answered.

"I'm not sure. Don't get me wrong, I love the idea that you wouldn't be out
somewhere doing some guy and I've gotten off on what we've done at the
baths. But it's been pretty limited and not that often. Like, it's always
been me doing somebody while you do me. I don't know how I'd feel if it was
you doing someone else in front of me. And it hasn't really involved
fucking either, just a little oral sex on the side. I'm not sure how much
of this I could get into or even if I want to continue doing it very long."

"We'll just take it as it comes, Mark. Anything either of us isn't
comfortable with we just won't do. It'll be sort of trial and error for a
while. Okay, babe?"

"Yeah, I guess so. Can't hurt to try. But I'd really rather not tell our
friends about it, not yet, anyway. Let's just keep it between us."

"Sure thing, Mark. It's really nobody else's business, anyway."

Billy

With it being our first Christmas in our new home, Danny and I wanted to
have a little party although we didn't think it was appropriate to make it
too much like a celebration. We were all still mourning in our own ways and
had agreed to have a low-keyed holiday. Danny and I finally decided on a
little informal open house for our friends a few days before
Christmas. Since we worked weekends it had to be during the week so it was
easy not to make it a big party. Just some food, drinks and friends. A few
guys from Rutgers stopped in, several members of the Alliance, our poker
pals, even a few neighbors. And Lucy, Aunt Connie, Mark and Peter, of
course.

We'd talked it over with Lucy and we all decided not to say anything to
anyone about the baby project until much later, at least until after Lucy
was pregnant. Everyone would find out eventually; we just didn't want to
spend the whole evening going through the same explanations and answering
the same questions over and over. We swore Frankie and Joanne to secrecy.

Mark brought along his little brother, Jamie, who wasn't so little any
more. He was a junior in high school and had finally grown to the point
where he looked his age. Jamie followed me into the kitchen at one point
when I was going for more ice.

"Do you guys think Mark is doing okay?"

"What do you mean, Jamie?"

"Well, he just isn't himself any more. I know he's still really upset about
Brad. We all are. But Mark just doesn't seem to be all there lately when I
talk to him."

"I guess I know what you're talking about. It's hard to put my finger on
it, it's like he's distracted or moody or something. Danny and I are hoping
to find some time over the holidays to talk to him alone. We've seen so
little of him lately."

"Yeah, and he's always with Peter. I don't trust him."

"Oh come on, Jamie. Mark and Peter have had some rough spots in their
relationship but overall Peter's a pretty good guy and really cares about
Mark."

"I suppose so, but there's just something about him I never liked, right
from the beginning. It was just the opposite with that guy Joe that Mark
used to go out with. I liked him a lot."

"Joe's a great guy, Jamie. Unfortunately, the timing just wasn't right for
him and Mark."

"Do you and Danny ever see him?"

"Now and then. He finished school and works at St. Vincent's as a physical
therapist but he stops by The Restaurant sometimes. He's doing really
well."

"I'm glad. So are you sure you're going to talk to Mark, Billy? I'm worried
about him."

"Don't worry, Jamie. We'll keep an eye on him."

Jamie went back out to the living room and I took the ice into the dining
room. He's a pretty perceptive kid. Danny and I have been going out with
Peter and Mark Fridays after work most of the fall and we've both been a
little concerned about Mark's mood. We're definitely going to have to talk
to him.

Danny

We had a quiet Christmas with Aunt Connie and Lucy at our house. We had had
Thanksgiving dinner next door because that holiday is more about food and
Aunt Connie is the expert on that. But Christmas, in addition to the
religious significance, is about the decorations and Billy and I are both
really into it, so we decided to celebrate at our house. Of course, Aunt
Connie 'helped out' a bit with the cooking.

It's funny, after talking about almost nothing but having babies for the
last two months, once we had done the three tries with Joanne earlier in
the week we almost hadn't mentioned it. It's as if we were all talked out
about it or maybe we were all holding our breath to see if it was gonna
work. Of course, it had only been a few days and we were busy with the open
house and last minute shopping. Maybe that was it.

Mark came over after dinner to exchange gifts and visit for a while. Peter
was spending the day with his family in New York. After a while Aunt Connie
excused herself and went home, leaving the four of us to talk.

"It really sucks to be apart on Christmas, doesn't it, Mark? I hated it
freshman year when Danny and I were each with our families and couldn't be
with each other."

"Yeah, well, since neither of us is out to our families it would be hard to
explain the two of us being together with one family or the other. So we
stayed in last night and had a nice Christmas Eve together."

"Have you given any more thought to coming out to your parents?"

"Not much, Danny. With everything else going on it just hasn't seemed that
important. I mean, I know I'm going to have the talk with them sometime
soon, but there's no rush. They already know, it's just a matter of getting
it out into the open. I think they'll take it pretty well. After all, we
now know what a real family tragedy is like. That puts it in perspective a
little, I think."

"Are you doing all right with everything, Mark? Sometimes when we've seen
you lately you've seemed a little distracted, a little out of it."

"You're sounding like Jamie, Billy. I guess I'm doing all right. I'm not
great, but I'm getting by. I know I'm drinking and getting high too much
but it's not out of control or interfering with work or school. So I guess
I'm okay."

"You should watch the booze and dope, Mark. They can sneak up on you."

"I'm okay, Danny. I just need a little help now and then. It's not like I'm
gonna be like this forever. This mood of mine will pass eventually and I'll
get back to normal."

"I hope that happens soon. How is everything with Peter?"

"Good. He's been really good to me, taking care of me. And we're
fine-tuning our relationship a bit. I think it's heading in the right
direction."

It seemed to me that Mark was holding back when he said that. I wasn't sure
if he was covering up something or what. Maybe I was just feeling a bit
guilty because we still hadn't told him what we were doing with Lucy. We
wanted to wait and surprise everyone but I still felt bad. After all, Mark
was family. I decided to talk to Billy and Lucy about letting Mark in on
the secret soon. It was bad enough that he was living in the city and we
didn't get to see much of him. I didn't want our lines of communication to
break down.

Mark hung around for a little while longer then went back to his parents'
place before catching the train into the city. Lucy left a little while
later after informing us that she had plans for the three of us in the
morning so we shouldn't sleep too late. She's sweet but it's a little
obvious that she's trying to keep our spirits up the day after Christmas.

Lucy

Another December 26 and another year of trying to keep the boys from
getting too depressed about their families. I figured a day of baby
planning would definitely take their minds off it. I was right for a while.

I let myself in their back door, put on a pot of coffee and then went
upstairs to wake them. They were wrapped around each other, lying naked in
the middle of their huge bed with a sheet and blanket only covering their
lower legs. They looked so beautiful and also sexy as hell.

"If we're gonna have little kids running around this house you two are
going to have to start wearing pajamas."

Danny stirred a bit but didn't open his eyes. Billy pulled him in tighter
and squinted at me.

"You gonna give us a little privacy, girl, or do you want to watch us blow
each other? We've got a little morning routine we don't like to miss out
on."

"I'll go downstairs and make breakfast, Billy. Don't be too long."

"You know full well that we're both plenty long, Luce."

"You're not even awake and you're talking trash, Billy. You must have been
born in the gutter."

"Better get out of here or you'll see more than you want, Lucy. You know
better than to get Billy started."

The boys came down to the kitchen a half hour later, shaved and showered
and looking wide-awake. Danny did seem to ease himself down into a chair
rather gingerly though.

"Okay, guys, have some breakfast and then we're going out. I've decided we
should start looking at baby stuff."

"Already? Don't you think we should wait a while? You may not even be
pregnant yet, Lucy."

"I don't mean we should buy anything now, Danny, just start looking around
and get an idea of what we're going to need and what it's going to cost."

"Before we can do that we should have some idea of what our living
arrangements are going to be. Like, are the kids gonna live here with Danny
and me or next door with you and Aunt Connie?"

"I've been thinking about that for a while and I'm not sure. I think we'll
just have to wait and see how it works out, kind of play it by ear."

"But we have to make some kind of preparations. Not now, but definitely
before the baby comes."

"I thought we could use this house as our base to start. You boys have more
space available than Aunt Connie. I could move into the guest room around
the time the baby is due and we could set up one of the empty rooms
upstairs as a nursery. Then after the second baby is born we could take a
look at things and see the best way to go from there. Maybe a room in each
house for the kids. They could go back and forth. It's not like there's any
distance involved."

"A lot depends on whether we have two girls, two boys or one of each. We
don't know just how much room we'll need."

"I think they can share a room when they're small no matter what sex they
are, Billy. Separate rooms will only be an issue when they get older."

"This is getting complicated, Lucy. We didn't talk about practical stuff
like this before. Maybe we should hold off a while until we figure all of
this out."

"It may be a little late for that, Danny. Don't worry, this isn't such a
big deal. It'll all work itself out."

"I hope so, Lucy. This is a huge thing we're doing here. It better all work
out."

"You worry too much, Danny. Lucy's right, we'll figure it out."

We went out to a furniture store specializing in kid's stuff and looked
around most of the day. We were pretty amazed at how many different things
you needed for babies. I was thinking that a crib was pretty much it. We
started feeling a little overwhelmed so we went for a late lunch at
Cutter's.

"This is all gonna cost a lot of money, Lucy. Billy and I are pretty much
broke after buying the house and what furniture we have so far. It didn't
occur to me we'd need so much stuff."

"Yeah, Luce. Danny and I are saving a little each week and we only have one
more semester of school to pay for but I don't know if we can afford all
this."

"You have nine months to save up, guys. And don't forget about me. I'm one
of the parents too. I've got some money in the bank. We'll be fine."

"Billy and I will be teaching in the fall so we should be making more money
then. I guess we'll make out all right."

"It's too bad we're not on good terms with our parents. Grandparents are
always a big help with babies."

"Billy, did you have to bring that up, today of all times? One of the
reasons for this window shopping trip was to take your minds off your
parents."

"You think we don't know that and love you for thinking of it, Lucy? But
don't worry about us. After three years Danny and I are pretty used to the
situation. It's still sucks but it doesn't hurt as much any more. Not like
it used to, anyway."

"But there are still times I miss them so much. I know we're being so grown
up talking about having children of our own but sometimes I feel
overwhelmed and just want to be a kid again and go home and let my parents
take care of me. Sometimes it's just so hard being an adult."

"Yeah, it is hard, Danny, and it's a lot of work but it's worth it. We can
look at our lives and what we've got and know that we did it
ourselves. Nobody gave it to us. This life may be hard at times but it's
all ours. We earned it."

"Yeah, Billy, I'm pretty proud of what we've done, too, and I know I can't
ever go back to being a kid. I don't even know what kind of relationship I
could have with my parents at this point. But it's kind of sad to think
that by this time next year they'll be grandparents and they won't even
know it."

"Are you thinking of trying to talk to them, Dan?"

"You know I'm always thinking about it, Billy. Sometimes so much I think
it's gonna drive me crazy. Sometimes it's just a little thought in the back
of my mind. When we started talking about this baby business I didn't think
of them so much because I thought you were going to be first. But after we
switched I thought about it a little. Then again, the day after Christmas I
always think of them."

"So, what do you think?"

"I don't know. If they couldn't understand and accept me being gay, I can't
imagine how they'd react to something like this. They might be ready to
come around on the gay issue but this baby thing could make them flip out
again. I just don't know."

"Well, we've got a long time to think about it, babe. You know whatever you
decide, I'm there for you."