Date: Sat, 16 Sep 2000 13:07:13 -0700 (PDT)
From: Josh <brokfan_1@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dreams Coming True Part 5

Hello all! Wow! How long as it been since I last posted? I apologize for my
laziness. Thanks to Vodiac for his kind words on my story and for giving me
that little push to post again. Hope you've been enjoying the story as much
as I have enjoyed writing it so far.

The usual guidelines apply. This story in no way is supposed to represent
anyone or imply anything. This story involves sexual relationships between
adult consenting men, so if this offends or upsets you, don't read it. If
it is an any way illegal for you to be reading this, get your butt to
disney.com or something!

Brian & Josh Part 5

	I awoke what seemed like an eternity later. I tried to raise up and
was met by a pain in my shoulder that reminded me where I was and what I
was doing there.

	I found my watch on the table next to my bed and slapped it on my
wrist. I glanced at it to find that it was almost ten in the morning.

	After lying there a few minutes, there was a light knock on the
door as Fiona came in with a handful of clothes. "Hey you! I thought it was
about time you woke up."

	"And good morning to you." I said as I looked at the clothes she
had brought in.

	"Your Dad just talked to the doctor. They're letting you out of
here this morning, so I brought you some of the clothes you bought
yesterday."

	"Thanks. Where's Brian?"

	She tossed the clothes down on my lap for my inspection. "He left
about an hour ago. He said he'd be back before you left."

	"K. So I can get dressed?" I said hopefully.

	"Yep, I just asked the nurse, and she said it would be fine. Need
some help?" I loved how she was always making sure I could handle things.

	"Yeah, stick around," I said as I turned back the covers and stood
up from my bed. I hadn't actually gotten out of the bed since I arrived
last night and had forgotten that the nurses made me remove everything but
the small hospital gown.

	I quickly remembered when Fi gave a long wistle at the sight of my
butt through the opening in the back of the gown.

	"Hey, can't a guy get a little privacy here?" I said with a laugh
and turning around quickly.

	"Fine, but you're the one who asked me to stay. I stopped at a
department store and picked up everything else you'll need."

	I saw what she meant when I found a pair of boxers and some socks.

	"Well, turn around," I said impatienly.

	She did as she was told and I quickly slipped on the boxers. I then
took off the hospital gown and tossed it at the head of the bead.

	"OK, I'm decent."

	"Good," she said while turning around and whistling again as she
eyed me up and down.  This was the first time I had been so undressed in
front of Fiona.

	I blushed and decided to get her back. "Easy, Fi. You know girls
shouldn't play with boys' toys." I said smugly.

	Now it was her turn to blush. "Oh shut up!" she laughed.

	She walked over and grabbed the pair of jeans from the bed and held
them for me to step into. As she helped me pull them up she reach around
and gave me a quick spank on the ass.

	"Hey! What was that for?" I said like I was angry.

	"Well that was for having such a great guy chasing after you, when
I have no one," Fi said while helping me pull my shirt over my injured
shoulder.

	"I don't know, Fi. I still think Kevin seemed pretty interested
last night."

	The door opened and the doctor walked in. "Well, Mr. Lawson, you
seem a lot better than the last time we met."

	"Yeah, I feel a lot better. So, can I get out of here?" I said
while sticking my feet into my shoes.

	"All of your tests have come back fine, you don't have a
concussion, and your shoulder just needs time to heal, I see no reason to
keep you here any longer," he said while shaking my hand. "This will help
with the pain," he said while handing me a prescription along with my other
papers.

	"Thanks, Doc," I said while following Fiona out into the hall.


	Downstairs we found my parents in a small waiting room with cups of
coffee in their hands.

	"Hey," I said while taking my Mom's coffee from her and taking a
sip.

	"Hey, honey. How are you feeling?" my Mom said.

	"Actually I feel pretty good. A little sore, but good." I said
while flexing my shoulder.

	"That's good. Are you ready to go?" My Dad said while emptying his
cup.

	"Well, Brian said he would meet me back here again before I left,
so I thought I'd wait a few minutes and see if he shows up. Why don't y'all
go on home. Me and Fi can make it fine." I said hoping they would buy the
excuse.

	My Dad had an unsure look about him but thank God he bought
it. "All right, but try to stay out of trouble this time."

	I smiled. "I think we can handle it. Besides, I'm not sure how much
trouble one can get into sitting in the lobby of a hospital," I said to
reassure them that we would be fine on our own.

	"All right. Just take it easy. That's an order," my Mom said while
shaking her finger and giving me a hug.

	After Mom and Dad were gone, Fi and I moved into the lobby near the
front entrance of the hospital, and sat down on a row of chairs facing the
doors so we would be sure to spot Brian when he returned.

	As we sat there in the morning sun that was flowing in through the
large windows, Fi leaned over close so we could talk. "Josh, how are you
going to handle this?"

	I knew what she meant, but wanted to make sure. "Handle what?"

	"You know. This may be your last chance to see Brian for a long
time. You're about to go back home. He will be going back on tour in a few
days. You've got school. He's got his and four other careers to consider."
It was obvious that she had put as much thought into this as I had.

	"I just don't know, Fi. I care so much about him. I don't see how I
can let him go," I said while resting my head in both hands.

	At that moment the automatic doors opened and Brian walked through
with Nick and Howie close behind.

	I stood to make sure Brian saw me, and as soon as he did he and the
others were next to me, Nick and Howie extending hands and offering their
"get well soons" while Brian hung back for a moment.

	"Brian, it's good to see you again," I said while extending my hand
to him. I didn't know how much he had told the others so I thought it best
to stay casual for now.

	Brian took my hand and pulled me into a casual hug, that any friend
might give another.  "You too, man," he said outloud. I doubt anyone else
could have seen him bring his lips to my neck before releasing me. He was
driving me crazy, and by the smile on his face he knew it.

	Nick was close behind Brian and also gave me a quick hug (sans
kiss). "Kevin and AJ wanted to be here, but they got tied up with
management."

	"That's OK. I understand," I said while seeing Fiona's
disappointment.

	Brian started digging around in his pockets. "Um, Fiona, Kevin
wanted me to give this to you. It's his personal cell phone number," he
said while passing the note on to Fi as she blushed.


	We sat and talked in the hospital for a while, until Howie stood up
and announced that he and Nick had some things they wanted to do before
heading back to the hotel.

	I looked over at Brian. "You leaving too?" I said while trying to
hide the disappointment in my voice.

	"Nah, I brought one of the rented cars for myself to drive, so the
maniacs could run around on their own," he said while indicating in the
direction of Nick and Howie who were already halfway out the door.

	I looked over to Fi, trying to find the most polite way to say "Get
lost" without offending her. Thank God she got the message without me.

	"Um, I think I'll try catch up with Nick and Howie. I wouldn't mind
having a little more fun before heading home. I'll call on Brian's phone
later," she said with a quick wave.


	After Fiona's hasty exit, Brian and I got up and I followed him to
his car.

	"Brian, where are we going?" I said as we both climbed in.

	He grinned at me. "I don't know. Where do you wanna go?"

	I thought about it for a minute. "Can we go someplace private so we
can talk?"

	He looked at me with those amazing eyes. "Sure," he said with a
quick grin.


	We decided that since all the other boys were out doing their own
thing, our best bet at privacy would be their hotel. Since there was pretty
much people everywhere, we thought it was best if we saved any real
conversation until we were in private.


	"Brian would you pull over here for a second?" I asked.

	"Why, is something wrong?" he said with real concern.

	I laughed at how sweet he was. "No, but I am starving, and it would
probably be a lot faster if I ordered and we avoided the screaming girls at
the drive through window."

	"Sounds like a plan," he said as we switched places.

	As I drove, I felt Brian's hand come to rest on my thigh and slowly
start to move upward to places that would be fun, but would not make it
very easy to stay on the road.

	"Brian, baby, I'm trying to drive," I said with a seductive smile.

	He took the hint, and moved his hand back toward my knew, avoiding
the obvious bulge in my pants.

	I pulled into Burger King and ordered a Whopper, large fries, and a
Coke for each of us as Brian put on his cap and sunglasses and stared out
the window away from my side of the car.

	As predicted there was a girl of about 16 at the window who would
have no doubt been given the thrill of her life to know that she was
handling a Backstreet Boy's lunch.

	After getting the food we drove off and were soon pulling into the
parking lot of the hotel. We got out and walked into the lobby. As corny as
it may look, Brian's disguise of hat and sunglasses was effective. With it,
there was almost no way to know that we were anything but a couple of
attractive guys, and nothing more.

	I followed Brian around to the service elevators. "The hotel likes
us to use these to avoid the crowds around the guest elevators," Brian
explained.

	As soon as the doors of the elevator closed our hands instintively
came together.  Unfortunately the bell rang on the elevator, and we
separated just before the doors opened and a man in a business suit walked
on and stood in front of us.

	This was torture being this close to Brian and not being able to
touch him, so I moved my hand close enough to his to where the brushed each
time one of us swayed a little in place, until the doors opened on our
floor.

	We stepped off and went to the end of the hall where Brian opened
the door and I pushed him into the room and closed the door behind us.

To be continued...

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