Fountain of Youth
by zulator
“Here take my hand!” I shouted as Mr. Devon stretched to make the ruff incline up the rocky wall.
“You sure were still on the path?” he said, looking like he was out of breath and wishing we would stop for another rest. “Yes, yes this is it according to your map Sir.” I said.
I stopped just then once Mr. Devon had gained his footing on the ledge and examined the map more closely.
“This has turned out to be a bit more than I had anticipated young man.” “You sure this was my Idea?” He said with a laugh.
“Yes, it was your idea and this silly map you found in your attic was the cause!” I said trying to make out the landmarks that had surely changed over time.
“This ledge is very clear on the map, but from here I am a bit confused Sir, it’s not like everything is drawn to perfect scale!”
“Let me see that boy!” Mr. Devon said grabbing it out of my hand, holding it in his shaking hands and dripping his sweat all over it.
“I should have brought my binoculars, because from this point were supposed to see a peak off in the distance to guide us.”
I looked around through the over growth of trees and brush shaking my head as I sipped some of my water bottle. “I don’t see anything Sir!”
“OK, I’ve rested enough, let’s move on straight ahead through those bushes and see if we can get a better view point.”
I let Mr. Devon lead the way with the map, I had been a good navigator so far and maybe it was time for him to take over. It was his quest we were going for after all- I had to giggle- The fountain of Youth as he called it, buried amongst the jagged rocks in the middle of a desert no less.
“Mark, come here I see the peak now!” Devon shouted from behind the brush. I put my bottle away and sped up to where he was.
“Wow, your right – there it is- so how far now?” I said trying to look as excited as he was.
“From what I can gather from the map and comparing how far we have gone so far, I would say another mile young man.” Mr. Devon said with confidence.
He would always call me young man since he was in his 50’s and I was 25. I would rather he called me Mark more, but he always wanted to compare himself to me with the age card. Being my neighbor, I had to hear about his supposed middle aged crisis thing, which I had no clue about. He was so intense on finding this Fountain of Youth to somehow rejuvenate himself I suppose; I liked to hike so I said I would come along. The real reason I chose to come was that I was afraid he wouldn’t make it by himself.
Mr. Devon was maybe 53, not really old compared to old people, but he was not in shape like me, so here I was following his dream or pipe dream.
The closer we got to the peak, the more excited he appeared- almost like he could sniff out the smell of youth up ahead and the prospects of returning to a younger time in his life so that maybe he could make some different decisions; and knowing what he knows now he would make better ones.
Mr. Devon was walking faster and his sweat stained tee shirt was evidence that he was hot in pursuit of his dream. “Hurry up young man, this may very well be the discovery of a life time!”
I hurried up and was walking right behind him, keeping up with his pace and hoping that when we got to where it was we were going, what he found was what he was looking for.
Before long the peak that looked so far off, was now a monolith in front of us and as he studied the map, I decided to take short break myself and take another drink from my water bottle.
“Here take a swig Mr. Devon!” I said holding the water bottle out for him to grab.
With out taking his eyes off the map, his hand reached out as if he knew exactly where I was holding it and took the bottle and took a long drink of it. “Thanks young man.” He said as if he had figured out the next step in the map directions.
“So where are we going from here Sir?” “Wish there was a Circle K with a Pool, it is getting pretty hot!” I said flapping my tee shirt to cool off my chest and stomach.
“Look, Mark, up there – you see a cave like opening in the rocks?” He said.
I stood up and followed his finger to where he was pointing and sure enough there was an opening, but it meant another steep climb. I wasn’t worried about myself, but more for him.
“Here, let me go first!” I shouted as I rearranged my cargo shorts and pulled off my sweaty tee shirt, tying it around my waist.
“OK, young man I will follow right behind you.” He said all excited.
The rocks were sharp and rugged and some were loose as we pulled ourselves up the stiff grade.
Once we had made it half way, the rocks began to glisten as signs of moisture became evident and his hopes began to turn into a reality.
“Look, water, this has to be it – were getting close young man!” He said like a kid on getting his first baseball glove for Christmas.
Indeed as we got to where the cave entrance was now in front of us, a stream of water could be seen and Mr. Devon nearly pushed me off balance as he rushed to enter it and find his Fountain.
From this point on we had to turn on the flash lights that we brought and as I remember it was my idea since I had no idea how long this adventure was going to take and I hate to be caught in the darkness in rocky areas.
We followed the stream which began to widen some and soon way back about 100 yards into the cave, there was what some could construe as a fountain coming out of the rocks and filling what looked like a deep pool.
Quickly he took out his digital camera and started to click away, taking as many pictures as he could.
“This is it young man, I have found it and now I will get my wish!”
I found a rock to sit on as he began his ritual and prepared the glass he brought to gather some of the water from the rock fountain. He was careful that the glass was clean and had no dust or impurities that might taint the youthful powers of the water.
As he took the cup to his mouth, I walked over to examine the pool and it looked pretty dark and foreboding to me and smelled kind of like organic with a musky smell of moss.
I wanted for him to find his wish in the water, it is what he had wanted and it would please me to no end if the water in fact had the power he needed to rejuvenate.
After drinking a full glass of the water and not noticing any changes, Mr. Devon dropped the glass and sat on a nearby rock and lowered his head in disgrace, covering his disappointed face with his hands.
“I am so sorry for dragging you along on this faux dream of mine, Mark- To say it straight- I am totally embarrassed!”
“Hey Mr. Devon, look at the bright side- we both got a good hiking work out and heck, I am still looking for that pool to jump into and this one looks perfect!” I said slipping off my hiking boots, socks and then my cargo shorts. I laid them in a pile with my tee shirt and while he was still feeling sorry for himself and covering his face, I lowered myself into the pool of very cool water.
At first I was chilled and my teeth began to chatter as I went lower into what looked like an endless abyss. The water must have been rich with minerals as I seemed to float easily. I began bobbing up and down having fun while poor Mr. Devon sat there like he had just lost his best friend.
The longer I stayed in the water, the more comfortable I was becoming with the temperature and it even seemed like it was warming up – or I was entering the first stages of hypothermia.
The water began to become rather soothing and with out noticing I found that my cock had grown to full length and I was getting the feeling I would be climaxing before long. All I know was I was beginning to moan so loud that Mr. Devon took notice.
My eyes were closed at this point as my body seemed to need the relief of a sexual climax and as I began to reach that point of no return, Mr. Devon was staring at me while I braced myself for the event.
With in seconds of his watching me, I let loose of the most gratifying ejaculation I could imagine and my smile became obvious and the moaning became deafening as I added my rich young sperm to the pool.
Almost simultaneously as I released my load, the pool began to glow a mellow blue, as if I had woken up the phosphors that had collected on the rocks below for centuries. The bright mellow glow then revealed my body in all its youthful glory, making my stiff hard on visible from the edge of the pool.
Mr. Devon came closer when he detected the glow and looked down into the pool and I could swear his twill shorts swelled in the crotch as he looked jealously at my body.
“Come in the water is fine!” I shouted to him and before I could say it again he was undressing right in front of me. Off came his sweaty shirt, his twill shorts and jockey briefs, socks and hiking boots.
I reached out my hand for him to enter and soon he was sliding into the water right next to me. Mr. Devon was not a fit man, but he wasn’t real fat either- he was chubby and very hairy and it was evident that he lacked the tone of a man who worked out regularly.
Once he entered the water he fell deep below the surface for a short moment, then his head bobbed up next to mine with a big smile on his face.
“Mark this is wonderful!” He kept saying over and over as he began to keep bobbing up and down.
It didn’t take long and his cock was also fully erect and I could feel it rubbing up against mine.
“Looks like things are looking up!” I shouted as he noticed his erection and reached down to meet it. “Hey that’s mine your grabbing”, as he fumbled to get hold of his.
“Oops, sorry”, he said smiling as he felt his rock hard cock.
“Hum, feels like yours young man!” he said grinning even wider.
I could tell he was going through the same things I did and I knew he was going to shoot his load at any moment. The more I looked at him and the more I anticipated his body’s reaction to the water, he began to change in appearance as well and I could swear he was getting younger.
Then the moment came and he grabbed me and I could feel the gush of his cum shooting against my cock and it wasn’t just one shot either- Mr. Devon was having multiple ejaculations, which made my cock stiffen up against his and the urge to cum came back to me instantly.
As I let loose more cum, my cock was nestled into his sacs and when I came so instantaneously it was like he was having my convulsion. My eyes closed again to savor my climax and we were moaning together with each shot we made.
Mr. Devon’s voice was changing as his nosey responses became much like mine. I was so turned on; I didn’t want this to ever end.
When I opened my eyes, it was like looking in a mirror- Mr. Devon had transformed into a perfect duplicate of me and he didn’t have a clue until I stopped moaning and he could hear his own voice resonating in his ears.
“What’s happened?” he shouted as he realized he was no longer in the same body he arrived in. “This pool has rejuvenated me!” he shouted.
He quickly climbed out of the pool and then helped me out and stood there still unsure of the results.
“Well how do I look?” He said feeling his new young body.
I was in shock as I had to tell him that his rejuvenation had actually transformed him in a twin of me.
“Err; I think you’re me Sir!” I said admiring the very same body I had become so accustomed to seeing reflected back to me in my mirror.
He quickly tried to dry off and get dressed but his clothes which were much too large for him then he looked confused for a second until he understood he wouldn’t be wearing those clothes anymore.
Luckily I had planned for a possible sleep over and as I got dried and dressed, I went through my back pack and handed him a pair of my underwear, a clean tee shirt and a pair of gym shorts.
I also found my shaving kit that had a mirror in it and gave him the mirror to let him get his first look.
“My God I am you!” he shouted as he looked in the mirror and checked every part of him he could see from it.
“Yes you are!” I giggled
“I suppose the moral to this story is, you need to put some youth in the fountain if you want to take some out of it!” I said admiring myself as I now could see myself as if I had stepped out of my body.
“Wow, nice ass I have!” I said laughing.
“Yes, Mark it is nice and firm but it can’t compare to his muscle in the front here!” He said massaging his new cock wildly.
“So I guess this is your new birthday Mr. Devon?” I said to see his reaction.
“Oh Mark, if I couldn’t have been personally rejuvenated, it sure was nice to become you!” He said walking over to give me kiss on my cheek. “Hey, watch that stuff – I am not Gay you know!” I said.
“Well me either, but I am so overjoyed I had to kiss you and thank you for coming along- with out you this thing would have never worked” He said Hugging me tight.
“Well it was my pleasure Sir.” I said wondering what was going to become of me and us now.
“Hey lets head back before it gets too late and we can discuss this over one of my gourmet dinners!” He said.
We headed back, but this time it was a test of which Mark was the better one as he tried to beat me back to our vehicle. It was amazing to see him in control of my body since losing 30 some years and taking on a very athletic body can change a man very fast.
The drive home was great conversation and the dinner was excellent- I had a twin now but a twin with the added experience that Mr. Devon had gained in his life and the best part was I had a twin who could cook!
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