The wishing well
A magic weekend
By Corbin Grey
1st edition, 2020
© 2020 S. Cordes - All rights reserved.
Sedroc Publishing
Thailand
Persons and action are freely invented.
Similarities with living or dead persons are purely coincidental and not intentionally.
Daniel
"Now that you're single, you can come with me. It'll be fun."
I smiled at my best friend Alex and did the only right thing at that moment. I lied.
"Yes, definitely, the two of us in Rome, it'll be an unforgettable trip."
Why did I lie to him and not tell him the truth? He was my best friend and had taken care of me, when I caught my fiancée cheating six weeks ago. It hadn't been easy with me, so I owed it to him, even if I didn't feel like it at all.
Alex beamed at me enthusiastically.
"You and me in Rome. It will be legendary."
I cringed at the thought of it. Our parties were legendary. Every time we went out to celebrate, the evening escalated. Lost wallets, cell phones, and blackouts were the norm. As a goodbye, he gave me a high five and left happy.
"In the morning. Meeting at the station. I'll organize the things for the trip. Don't worry, your physical well-being will be taken care of. Don't let me down."
In front of my inner eye, tons of alcohol passed by, hopefully, he was thinking about food. I went to the car and drove to my parents' house. I had moved back into my old room in the basement. Shortly after the separation I needed company, especially my mother, was happy to comfort me a little. A few days quickly turned into a few weeks. Slowly but surely it was time, to find a new place to stay.
Alex kept offering me the chance to move in with him. He had a big villa all to himself and had been nagging me about it for days. After the weekend I wanted to make a decision. Alex was the only friend, who had stood by me and didn't take sides with my ex-fiancée. A men's weekend was a good idea to get my mind off these things. I turned into my parents' house and parked the car in the driveway.
"Daniel. You're back early. Would you like something to eat? Drink? You look hungry. I'll fix you something."
I gave my mother a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Don't trouble yourself, I'm not hungry."
"But, boy, you gotta eat, you look so tired."
As much, as I loved my mother, the hiccups were getting on my nerves lately and I became more and more irritable.
"No. Really, everything's fine. I'm going to Rome with Alex tomorrow. Men's weekend."
My mother stopped and looked at me sceptical
.
"Alex?"
I nodded briefly and prepared myself for the speech, that was to come. My mother did not disappoint me and I tried to stay calm.
"Why are you even seeing him? He's kind of weird. Drinks too much, parties all the time and who knows what else he does."
"He's all right and he's my best friend. Everyone else has taken Svenja's side."
That was my killer argument, as soon as I brought my ex into the game, she gave in. That was the one plus point, that Alex had with my mother.
I promised to be on time for dinner and went to my room. The few things I had taken with me, were in my old nursery. On the walls still hung posters of the Bravo. Not much had been left of my old life. Svenja had been cheating on me for years and had made fun of me. I hadn't seen it, or didn't want to see it and ignored Alex's hints. Then I caught her cheating and had to face the truth. My ex-fiancee was a lying bitch. I left the shared apartment and was back at my parents' place at the age of 32. Not that I had to, as a consultant, I made more than enough money. I was devastated by the situation, so I came here.
"Stop it. This weekend is a new beginning. We'll celebrate, party hard, and next week I'll find a place to stay."
I had occupied the Hotel Mama long enough. It was time for a new beginning.
Alex
Daniel got into his car and I looked after him thoughtfully. If he knew, what was going on in my mind, he would probably withdraw his promise and never speak a word to me again. I was on my way home.
I had gotten myself into a stupid situation. Daniel was my best friend, and I had a crush on him. The small fact, that I was gay through and through was a secret. We had met through his ex-fiancée Svenja and immediately liked each other. One thing led to another and all of a sudden, we were best friends, I didn't dare to come out anymore. Daniel thought I would enjoy my single life and fuck me halfway across the city, which was true, but I was into dicks. So I played along, pretended to be the great womanizer.
Stupidly, he corresponded exactly to my prey scheme, with his nearly two meters height and athletically trained body. The fact, that we often saw each other half-naked after sports, did not make it better. The situation was simply crappy. Often enough I sucked his big, hard cock in my fantasies, and now we went together to celebrate in Rome, the city of eternal love. The trip had gone by in a flash, in my villa nobody was expecting me. Time to pack up.
"What were you thinking," I murmured. Lost in thoughts, I packed my bag, opened the chest of drawers and took a few condoms and lubricants as a precaution. You never knew, maybe an opportunity arose to fuck a crunchy Italian.
When I saw the tin of pills, I paused briefly and hesitated. On
