Date: Sat, 13 Oct 2012 12:17:31 -0700
From: Trevor Johnson <supertev699@hotmail.com>
Subject: Adventures of Cliff and Derek Chapter 46 Final Chapter

THE FURTHER ADVENTURES OF
CLIFF & DEREK

Part 46

THE FINAL CHAPTER

Written by
Trevor Johnson

Edited by Richie

 (Life after School)

Please note this story contains boy-to-boy sexual activity and if you
don't enjoy this kind of story read no further.

This story is also based on actual events but all the names and locations
have been changed to protect those involved.

This story is not to be published, or reprinted, without the express
permission of the author.

By the time Derek and I were in our late twenty's we'd settled down to a
life of domestic bliss.  We were by now very wealthy and didn't have to
work unless we wanted to, plus some of the investments we had made with our
money payed off quite handsomely.

We even invested in several plays which didn't make a lot of profit, in
fact a couple of them we lost money but it felt good to put back into an
industry which had been so kind to us. These losses made our accountants
happy because they could write it off and try and keep us out of the
supertax bracket.

Ian and Roland still lived with us when they weren't on the road with some
play or other. It appeared that they were very much in love although Roland
from time to time would look longingly at me and I suspect he still had
strong feelings towards me.

The remaining two boys Jason and Michael were in their last year of being
tutored at home by Jonathon who had proved to be a great asset but would no
longer be needed by the end of the year as the boys would be attending
university.  Both of them remained devoted to each other and Sir Anthony
dropped by every so often to take the boys out somewhere.

We still had our protector Gordon and our two resident nurses come
housekeepers David and Brian, who because of Derek's health we decided to
keep on. While we had relaxed our security at the house we still always had
a couple of guards on duty just to make sure.

We went on a couple more cruises and also visited Michael and Robert who
had settled in the Bahamas with their three Spanish boys who were now very
handsome men.  Money was no object to either of these guys and they looked
after us well whenever we visited. John and Bruce continued to stay in
touch and we went down to their school to conduct acting and theatrical
workshops at least twice a year and I always performed with the school band
and choir for a charity concert once a year.

Our lovemaking had settled down as we became more mature and little bit
older but we still made love almost daily and on the weekends sometimes
twice we were so much in love. I must admit I got lazy not bothered if I
worked or not.  So when Bob my manager suggested a European cabaret tour I
was of two minds to take it or not but Derek said , It'll be good just as
long as Bob doesn't make it too strenuous."

I passed this on to my manger stressing that if it was too hard I would
pull the plug immediately. He agreed and for once it wasn't too bad.  He
had hired a tour bus which Derek and I travelled in along with my eight
piece band except on some long distances when we both flew on to the next
destination.

We started off in Paris, France before travelling through Luxemburg and
then to the Casino at Monte Carlo were we stayed for three nights and
played to packed houses of the elite of Europe. We visited Belgium, Italy,
the South of France, Spain, Portugal and Greece and it was a great trip.

Most of my band members had been with me for a few years and we looked upon
them as close personal friends, especially my keyboard player Peter
Francis, a brilliant musician who was also my musical director. None of my
band was gay but accepted Derek and I as a couple, no problem at all.

So this was the kind of lifestyle we led and suffice to say we were very
happy and contented.  Derek's health remained a worry and regular doctor
check-ups showed that his Leukaemia was still hanging around.  Apart from
bouts of tiredness he didn't complain, although some days I could see in
his eyes that he was making a big effort to hide the pain.

Although our birthdays were two months apart we decide to have a big
thirtieth birthday bash and combine it into one great event. We decided to
have it in a big conference centre rather than at the house as we had done
on previous occasions. We had everything catered so that none of our staff
had to do anything but enjoy themselves.

Peter and John flew over from Boston.  Michael and Robert and the Spanish
mob as we called them along with a host of our friends came from all over
the world including Rama from India. We hired another band so my guys could
also enjoy themselves along with wives and girlfriends, plus I hired and
flew in Tom Jones as the guest artist.

The champagne flowed and the food was great in fact everyone agreed it was
one of the best parties we had ever staged. The presents we received were
staggering but the custom made solid gold Rolex watches Rama gave us were
the best and we found out later when we came to insure them they were
valued at a quarter of a million pounds each.

Peter and John also brought us gold in the shape of matching gold and
diamond cuff links. It was also an emotional time with Gordon giving us
Diamond encrusted tie pins which must have cost him a couple of month's
wages to say the least.  We hugged and kissed him with tears in our eyes as
he thanked us for employing him when he wasn't sure were the next meal was
coming from and how much he had enjoyed the twenty years of service he had
the pleasure to give us.

Derek's parents said they were ashamed that they didn't have anywhere near
as much money as some of our guests and couldn't afford to buy anywhere
near as lavish presents.

We took them in our arms and I said, "You gave me the best gift any person
could possibly have when all those years ago you gave me your only son
Derek." We all started to cry and I continued, "Without Derek my life would
have been empty and meaningless but he gave me something to strive for, he
motivated me to bigger and better things."

In fact we gave the both of them something this time presenting them with
the deeds of the house they lived in, a new car, a bank account and a
number of sound investments insuring they would never have to worry about
money again.  Likewise, we set up a trust in my dear mothers name to help
abused and abandoned children.

Over the next two years Derek's health gradually began to worsen and in
early July nineteen seventy two he was admitted to a private hospital.  He
became very pale and anaemic, lost weight becoming just a shadow of his
former self, his hair gradually fell out from the chemicals they used to
try and save him.

I moved into the hospital to be near him all the time and for four weeks
only left his side to shower, change and attend to my own toiletry
needs. We spent our days holding hands, cuddling and talking about the
great times we had together, about all the adventures and mishaps we had
along the way.

I'll never forget the time and date of August two at ten thirty in the
morning when the doctors asked to speak to me outside of the room, "I'm
sorry Mr Steele we have done all we can for Mr Driscoll and it is now only
a matter of time before he leaves us."  I burst into tears telling them
they were wrong but deep down I knew they were right.

I went back in after drying my face trying to look brave but Derek held
onto me whispering," I know Cliff and I'm prepared for the end. I love you
my darling and will wait in heaven for you to join me some day. While I ask
you to never to forget me please don't mope and mourn me for ever, but
enjoy the remainder of your life on earth, promise me that?"

I couldn't answer him and we remained together for the next two days as I
watched him slowly fade away. Family and friends dropped in over that time
to say goodbye but I have no idea who they were except his parents who
maintained a bedside vigil with me until at six forty five in the evening
of August four nineteen seventy two after mouthing the words I love you,
Derek passed away and a part of my life ended.

The funeral was a blur to me and was organized mainly by Gordon, David and
Brian. My doctor kept me sedated most of the time. Derek's wish was to be
buried back in Malvern next to my mother and the plot next to that was
reserved for his parents.

I was told later that the funeral was a big affair with mourners from all
over the world but it was all very vague to me. Peter and John of course
were there by my side most of the time and all our friends including Sir
Alex Guinness, Cliff Richard and heaps more.  The church and our home were
filled with flowers and the sympathy cards numbered in the hundreds.

One card with the royal coat of arms on it did catch my eye later it simply
said `Our deepest sympathy on your loss' and was signed Elizabeth R.  Our
wedding rings were both buried with Derek.  At the `wake' afterwards at a
local football stadium I have no recollection of at all because I became
very drunk and remained in that state for the next two years.

I just couldn't cope with life without my lover and even made a couple of
attempts to take my own life.  Over that period of time I drank away all
our fortune and lost everything including the house, cars, boat and all our
money and investments. Bob tried booking me for a couple of shows and I
didn't even bother turning up and lost more money when the club owners sued
me.

After that even my manager stopped bothering as I sank deeper and deeper
into a drunken state of depression. Two years on and I'm not sure what
happened but I would like to believe that Derek came to me in a dream and
one day I woke up and said to myself this is no good.  I've got to get my
life back on track because this is what Derek wanted.

I went cold turkey and can remember sitting in the corner of my one room
apartment as the little green men and yellow snakes kept crawling all over
me and I shook uncontrollably sweating and then shivering from the cold.
It took almost a week before my head began to clear and I could begin to
think rationally.

In my mind I decided that it was no good for me to remain in Britain and
borrowed enough money from the Salvation Army, in fact to buy a one way
ticket to Australia.  Why did I decide to go to Australia?  I think it was
because it was the farthest place away from my demons.

I had some cousins living in Sydney, New South Wales who looked after me
when I first arrived. Then I met a lady in Brisbane Queensland who
continued to help me remain sober and I eventually married her.

Getting married was a mistake because I didn't fully enjoy the sexual side
of our marriage and eventually we stopped having intercourse altogether.  I
wound up having a few affairs with guys which were mainly one night stands.

I think this is a good place to bring my story to an end. From that day in
nineteen fifty four when I was first seduced at school by that cute young
guy with curly hair and one lock of hair that always hung down on his
forehead until I lost him in nineteen seventy two, those were the happiest
days of my life.  Not a day goes by after all these years that I don't
think of that wonderful man who became my partner.  If he were still alive
I'm sure Derek and I would still be together.  I do miss him but life must
go on.

The End

Writers Corner:-

Not much left to say except I must apologize for the short chapter.  I did
intend to make it much longer but I was finding it so difficult to write.
I cried a lot as I recalled the events.  I did list and between writing
sessions talked with friends who I knew would cheer me up.

I hope you enjoyed the two books which are the chronicles of two people in
love.

On a happier note I will be shortly writing a new story entirely different
from any others I have composed so far so watch out for that and of course
Davey (formerly titled Rebirth) and Living in a lie will continue to be
written.

Please provide me with some feedback if you have the time and inclination.

Hugs,

Trevor

Supertev699@hotmail.com

Editors Corner:-

Guys,

I do not know what to say.  I cried this entire chapter.  It is such a rare
thing to find a love that deep.  So if you ever find it, fight like hell to
keep it.  Make sure your partner knows from your words and actions that he
is the most important person in the world for you.

Please let Trevor know what your thoughts are about this beautiful love
story.

Richie