Date: Mon, 13 Aug 2012 14:25:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: Henry Brooks <hankster1430@bellsouth.net>
Subject: Fountain of Dreams Short Story Adult Friends

Fountain of Dreams
Prologue

Saturday night!  The joint was jumping.  The gay bar was generally
frequented by men in their twenties and thirties.  The Far Side was a noisy
place where disco music was blaring non stop, so it was rare to see anyone
older than forty in the place.

Three friends in their late twenties were crowded together around the bar.
They tried to talk to each other but it was so noisy that they finally
surrendered to being silent, and just listened to the ear-blasting music.
Finally one of them screeched.

"Where's Danny?" Alex yelled to Davie.

"I don't know," Davie screamed back.

"He called me this afternoon," Steve joined in, trying to be heard.  "He
said that he'd be here tonight and he had a big surprise."

After that they gave up trying to be heard for a little while more.  It
wasn't long before Danny came in with a big grin on his face.  "Come with
me," he said.  "I need to talk to you, and it's too noisy here."

The foursome left and wended there way to a straight bar a street away.
The atmosphere was intimate, dark, and quiet.  They found a table in a
corner, and sat down.

"What's the big news Danny?" Steve asked.

Danny's grin returned to his face.  "You know the wishing fountain in
Roosevelt Square in the center of town?  Everybody says that if you throw
in a coin, and make a wish, it'll come true."

"Bull crap," Alex said adamantly.

"It worked for me first time I did it," Danny insisted.  "I guess you gotta
believe in it for it to work.  I threw in a quarter three days ago, and I
asked to win the lottery."

"Fuck, you didn't," Davie said.

"Well, I didn't win the big one, but I had five numbers and I won $5700.00.
That's serious bucks, folks."

They all started to whoop and holler, disturbing the quiet demeanor of the
bar.  They found themselves being stared at, and Danny said, "Let's go back
to The Far Side where we can make noise.  Besides I feel like dancing."

Alex

Early the following Monday morning, before the busy streets began to fill,
and before the dawn of the day, Alex stood at the fountain.  A sign
fastened to the brick wall, surrounding the fountain, informed the public
that all proceeds from the fountain were donated to various charities.  He
reached into his pocket and took out all his coins; a dime, two nickels and
three quarters.  He threw them into the fountain, closed his eyes, and made
a wish.  Watching him from a distance was a young college student.

The young man had started to approach the fountain to feed it and make a
wish, but when he saw Alex, he drew back into the still dark morning.  He
didn't want to disturb a man making a sacred wish.  But Alex saw him.

When Alex was done, he did something crazy.  He crossed himself, without a
clue as to why he should do so.  Members of his religion did not cross
themselves.  Besides, he hadn't been inside a church since high school.
Instead of leaving, he too disappeared into the shadows.  He wanted to see
what the young man would do.

As would be expected, the young man did exactly what Alex had done.  When
he was finished, and he started to back off from the fountain, Alex scared
the daylights out of him, by approaching him and asking, "Do you think
we'll get our wishes?"

As soon as he recovered from being startled, the student started to laugh.
"I sure hope so," he said.  "Just last night one of the guys in my dorm was
telling us all about getting his wish.  He has been coming here every day
after school for a month, and wishing the same wish.  It actually came true
for him."

"Oh, and what was his wish?"

The student laughed again.  "Well it seems that he was a virgin, and he
wished that he would meet a lovely girl, and that they would fall in love,
and she would want to make love to him as much as he wanted to make love to
her.  It came true for him.  He met a girl right after his first coin toss,
and last night they consummated their love."

"I hope you wished for something more unattainable," Alex cautioned.  "That
sounds like a coincidence to me."

"Maybe."

"You live in a dorm?" Alex asked.  "Are you a student?"

The young man nodded.  "Yes. I'm a senior."

Alex stuck out his hand, "My name's Alex," he said.

"Jason," the student responded, shaking Alex's hand.

"Hey, it's way too early for me to go to work, or for you to go to a class.
Would you have breakfast with me?  It's my treat."

"Thank you Alex.  I'd like that a lot.  Actually I have no classes today.
I work part time over at The Emporium.  I don't have to be at work until 2
PM."

"Fantastic!"

Alex took Jason to a coffee shop which was located around the corner from
his office.  He usually skipped breakfast, but he had lunch there almost
every day.  They both ordered the breakfast special; two eggs (any style),
potatoes, choice of bread and coffee: $3.79.

"It's great you have a part time job," Alex commented.  "Jobs are tough to
get these days, especially part time jobs.  By the way, what's your major?"

"I'm majoring in accounting, and for your information, if I didn't have the
job, I couldn't make it.  I'm paying my own way through."

"That's tough.  Are your parents dead?"

"No, they are very much alive.  It's just that they have disowned me."

"That's pretty cruel.  It happened to me also, so I know how it feels.  Why
were you disowned?"

Jason didn't answer the question.  Instead he said incredulously, "You were
disowned too.  What a coincidence.  Why were you disowned?"

"I asked first," Alex sounded a little uncomfortable.

"I told them that I was gay.  That might not sound like a big deal to you
in this day and age, but my father is a Baptist minister."

Alex was silent and Jason was sure that he was going to ask him to get out,
but finally Alex got his senses back.  "You're kidding me.  Aren't you?"

"No, it's the truth.  Don't you believe me?"

"Frankly, it's hard for me to believe anything right now.  It may be a
coincidence that we met making a wish in the same fountain, and it may be a
coincidence that we were both disowned, but it's unbelievable that we both
got disowned for the same reason.  By the way, my father is a Methodist
minister."

Jason was speechless.  Eventually he said, "Wow!"

"Maybe meeting each other wasn't such a coincidence.  Maybe it was a
miracle," Alex reflected.

"What do you mean?"

"Now that I know you're gay, I can tell you this.  When I first laid eyes
on you, I thought that you were so fucking hot."

"Thanks, Alex.  You're pretty hot yourself."

"Are you ready for another miracle?" Alex asked with a smile on his face.

"Can I stand it?"

"I sure hope so, Jason.  I'm a CPA.  I just struck out on my own a few
months ago, and I could sure use some part time help around the office,
especially while I'm at clients.  I have an answering service, but I'm sure
my clients would appreciate a sexy male voice answering their questions,
instead of waiting for me to get around to it.  I guess you can figure out
that the majority of my clients are gay."

"Wow!! I'd sure rather be interning with you than selling socks at The
Emporium," Jason said looking really excited.

"What are they paying you at the store?"

"Minimum wage."

Alex laughed.  "I'll pay you fifty percent more."

"I could hug you," Jason said, "but we are in a public place, a coffee
shop, and all these people are having breakfast.  I wouldn't want to gross
them out."

"Well, Jason, if we went up to my office, we'd be the only two people
there, and you could hug me without anyone seeing you do it."

"What a great idea."

"By the way Jase, what did you wish for?"

"When it comes true, I'll tell you.  I don't want to put a hex on it."

Davie

That evening, on the way home from work, Davie went a little out of his
way, and he found himself standing at the fountain.  He reached into his
pocket and retrieved two quarters.  He tossed them into the fountain and
made a wish.  Then he stood silently in front of the fountain and said a
few silent prayers.  Just as had happened with Alex, a man started to
approach the fountain with similar intent, but when he saw Davie, he turned
and walked quickly away.

Davie took a bus home.  When he entered his lonely apartment, he was struck
by a deep feeling of loneliness and solitude.  Sure he had lots of friends,
and he partied a lot, but for all that, he went home to a lonely apartment.
When he got together with his friends, he usually met them at some watering
hole or at a movie house.  There didn't seem to be any socializing in
anyone's home, at least not for him.

Every evening when he wasn't going out, which was most of the time, he
would make himself a frozen TV dinner.  While he ate, he would do the
crossword puzzle from that morning's newspaper, which he never had time to
read in the morning.  Then he would strip naked and sit in his easy chair
and watch TV.  He wasn't a big fan of TV, and more often than not, he would
insert a porno disk into his DVD player.  He would begin to stroke his cock
as he got aroused, and finally he would bring himself to a very
unsatisfying orgasm.

He would then clean himself up and go to bed, dreaming all the while that
he would meet his Prince Charming on the very next day.

Steve

Steve approached the fountain, and saw Davie throw some coins in.  He was
shocked and very embarrassed.  He didn't want his friend to see him
succumbing to voodoo, even if his friend was doing the same thing.  He
quickly retreated and waited for Davie to leave.  When Davie was out of
sight, he went back to the fountain, and rashly threw in every piece of
change he had, which came to $1.10 in nickels, dimes, and quarters.

When he was ready to make his wish, he looked around.  There wasn't a soul
around.  He made his wish in a whisper, but it was certainly audible.

"Please God," he whispered, "Give me the strength to tell Davie how much I
love him, and how much I want to be with him.  I know he just wants to
party all the time, and not settle down, at least for now, but I must tell
him how I feel.  If I don't, I'll go crazy.  He may want to stop being my
friend, but I'm willing to risk it.  Dear God, I am so lonely.  I can't
stand going back to my apartment any more.  It's forbidding and empty, and
I hate the solitude."

Steve started to cry, and he ran all the way to his bus stop.  When he got
there, his bus was just approaching.  He never knew why he did what he did
next.  He let the bus go by, just as he heard some inner voice whisper in
his ear, "God helps those who help themselves."

The next bus to come along took a different route.  It was the bus Davie
would take to go home. In fact, Davie had taken the previous one.  After he
got seated on the bus, Steve took out his phone and called Davie.

Davie was surprised to get the call.  He rarely got a call at home.  If his
friends wanted to make some arrangements to meet somewhere, it was usually
done during their working hours.  They hardly ever called each other just
to chat.  He glanced at the caller ID and answered the phone.

Steve," he said.  "What's up?"

"Hi kiddo," Steve said brightly, hiding his depression.  "I was wondering.
Did you start dinner yet?"

"No.  I just got in.  I haven't even taken off my shoes yet."

Steve steeled himself.  "I can pick you up in a few minutes.  Would you
like to go out to dinner with me?  I feel like talking.  What I don't feel
like is spending another lonely evening alone."  He couldn't believe he had
said that.  Steve expected Davie to laugh at him.  He did not expect the
answer he got.

"Steve," Davie said.  "That's the nicest question anybody has ever asked
me, and the greatest invitation.  I don't want to be alone tonight either.
I'll be ready when you get here."

Alex and Jason

Alex put a key into his office door, and he and Jason entered.  Alex locked
the door behind him.  He led Jason through a small reception area.  There
were two doors in the room.  One was on the left side, and the other was
behind the receptionist's desk.  The door on the left was open, but the
other door was closed.  Jason looked into the open room.  One side was
lined with file cabinets, and the other side was lined with office
supplies.  Between the two sides, on the far wall, there was some office
equipment, which appeared to be a copy machine and a fax machine.  There
was no window in the room.  Jason thought that maybe it was just meant to
be a storeroom.

Alex opened the door behind the receptionist's desk.  "This is my office,"
he said.  Jason looked around.  The office was sparsely furnished.  Alex's
degrees and his CPA certificate hung on the wall behind his desk.  There
was a large window on the left side, and underneath the window was a sofa.
Two comfortable chairs faced the desk.  Along the right wall there was a
computer station.

"You can hug me now," Alex advised Jason.

Jason removed his knap sack, and wrapped his arms around Alex, but Alex had
other ideas.  He grabbed Jason's cock and started kneading lightly.  At the
same time, his lips found Jason's, and Jason's hand found Alex's package.

"How am I doing as a boss so far?" Alex asked.

"Pretty damned good.  I've never made love to a boss before."

The two men began to strip.  When they were fully naked they stared at each
other, sizing themselves up, as is the habit of all men.  They were both
tight skinned and muscular.  Alex was a 5'10" blue eyed blond.  He had a
straight nose and a square chin.  His cock was cut and about four and a
half inches flaccid, but now it was hard and nearly seven inches, Jason was
5'9", brown hair, blue eyes, pug nose, a few freckles, and as cute as a
button.  His cock was about the same size as Alex's, but he was uncut.

Jason fell on the sofa and lay on his back.  Alex fell on top of him and
they continued to kiss and fondle.  Alex began to crawl up Jason's body
until he was able to present his cock to Jason's mouth.  Jason did not
hesitate to take as much of Alex's cock into his mouth as he could, but he
didn't neglect Alex's balls and inner thighs.  His wandering tongue made
Alex whimper and purr.  Alex came gushing into Jason's mouth and Jason
swallowed it all.

"I'm sorry," Alex said.  "I didn't mean to cum so fast.  It's been too
long."

"No need to apologize," Jason laughed.  "I came before you did.

Alex got up and got some tissues.  First he used a finger to capture some
of Jason's spunk, and the two men lapped it up greedily.  Then he wiped
Jason clean with tissues.  They got dressed and sat on the sofa holding
hands.

"You made me very happy," Alex said.  "Do you think that this might be more
than a one night stand?"

"Definitely."

"Do you think you might want to move out of your dorm and into my
apartment?"

"I'm graduating in a couple of months, so that's no problem.  You'll have
to take the rent out of my wages."

"Deal!  Now are you going to tell me what you wished for?" Alex asked."

"Actually I asked for two things.  First I asked for someone to love me,
and then as an afterthought I wished to be offered a job in accounting, so
I could stop struggling when school is over.  Now you know, so tell me what
you wished for."

"I wished for my ideal guy to sweep me off my feet.  I turned around, and
there he was.  There you were."

Davie and Steve

Steve bounded into Davie's apartment.  He was excited and he had a big grin
on his face.  He wanted desperately to wrap Davie up in his arms, but he
restrained himself.

"I am so glad you came over tonight," Davie said.  "I'm in the mood for
company, and a quiet dinner for two."

"I couldn't agree more.  I came directly from work and don't have my car.
Is there a nice place nearby?"

"My car is in the garage below the building.  We can use it if you have a
specific place in mind.  Otherwise there's a great little eclectic
neighborhood restaurant just around the corner."

"That sounds fine," Steve said.  "It's not the food I crave.  It's your
company."  Steve said `your company' instead of `the company.'  It was a
little bold, but he hoped that Davie would get the subtle difference.

The more time that Steve was alone with Davie in the restaurant, the bolder
he got.  While they were waiting for the entrée, he even dared ask. "How
come we never made it together?"  He didn't know what kind of reaction that
would get from Davie, but he was desperate.

"I dunno.  Maybe it's because we've been just good buddies for so long."

Both of them had placed their folded hands on top of the table.  Steve put
his hand on Davie's.  It was now or never.  "Davie," he said, "I care for
you a lot.  In fact, I love you.  I've wanted to tell you that for such a
long time."

Davie just stared at Steve.  He couldn't believe what he had just heard.
He didn't know what to say or how to respond, so he just stared at Steve in
silence.

Finally, he said a single word.  "Fuck."

Steve was devastated, but nothing more was said because their entrées
were served at that moment.

When the waiter left, Steve said, "Maybe I should leave now."

"If you dare leave this table, I'll track you down, lasso you, and drag you
back to my apartment."

"What?  What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that I feel the same way.  I've been too chicken to say
anything to you.  Whenever I'm with a guy, I can't get into him because no
guy ever measures up to you.  Steve baby, I went to the wishing fountain
tonight and I wished for you."

It was Steve's turn to remain silent.  Finally he uttered, "Fuck.  I wished
for you."

They were too happy and excited to eat.  They left most of their meal,
paid, and left.  They ran all the way home.  No two people undressed
quicker.  When they were naked, things got a little awkward as they went
through the checking out process.  They could have passed for brothers.
They both had light brown hair, dark brown eyes, Roman noses, square chins,
muscular bodies, and cut cocks.  They were both erect and measured about
six and a half inches.  They both stood about 5" 10" tall.

Finally, they fell into each other's arms and they grabbed the other's
cock.  They made love all through the night, and they both called in sick
to work the next day.  They were together every night for the rest of the
week.

Epilogue

On Saturday, the three friends met at The Far Side.  Alex brought Jason
along, and introduced him as his first associate in his growing practice.
He didn't mention their growing relationship.

Davie and Steve announced that they were moving in together.

Nobody mentioned the fountain in Roosevelt Square until Danny came running
in, and announced that he had four numbers in that week's lottery.  He had
been visiting the fountain almost every day.  Then they each related their
amazing stories.

Danny proposed a toast, and they all drank to the fountain and to their
good fortune.  Nobody chalked up what happened to them as mere coincidence.
They all gave credit to the wishing fountain.

"You just gotta believe in the fountain of dreams, and the dream will
happen," Danny said after concluding their toast.

"Amen," said the other friends.