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Message #45 To: ALL Subject: A Summer Romance -- part 1
Hi Boys - I'd like to shair with you a very romantic experience I had. It happened a few years ago but it seems like last week.......
It was the middle of summer Summer when I walked into a Broadway near my house hoping to find the perfect birthday gift for my dad. I didn't realize that I would end up with the perfect gift for myself.... I walked around the store with a fraction of me looking at merchendise, and the rest of me crusing the boys (standard mall proceedure). As I walked passed the mens shirt/tie counter I noticed this awsome looking boy behind the counter. I tried not to stare, however, I realized that we had caught each others glance. Embarased that I was caught crusing him, I quickly turned away. When I looked back a few seconds later he was smiling at me. I smiled back, then walked away.... "FOOL!" I said to myself. Go back and talk to him. ...."Naaaa. It's too late now. He'd probably think I'm a fag...." But I am a fag, so I waited a few minutes then navigated my way back to the mens tie counter.... He smiled that same hart-melting smile and asked if I needed help. I told him I need a birthday gift for my dad and didn't know what to get. (A good line to use since now he could spend more time helping me.) 30 minutes later I walked out with a new wallet and his name (which I got off his name tag, Brian)..... The following day I went back again and who do you think I ran into? BRIAN! This time I told him that I was just hanging out. We talked for about an hour then I wondered off so he could help his customers.......
A week later I was looking through my friends brother's high school yearbook. (A very rich source of eyeball entertainment.) As I'm flipping through the 12th grade pages, who do think I see??? Hmmm? That's right. BRIAN! "WOW"! I exclamed. I grabbed his brother to ask him if he knew anything about this awsome teendreem. He just smiled a weard smile and said "No". ..... Well at least now I had his last name so I could look it up in the phone book and get his number....HA!. YES!..PROGRESS!...I did this. His was the 4th in the list under his last name in the book. Cool. Now what the fuck do I do with it. I can't call him. What would I say? I decided to let the whole thing drop for a few days......
I was living in an apartment at the time with a (very straight) room mate. It was about 10:00 and I was getting ready to crash for the night. I looked and felt like total dogshit from a very long day. ((Picture this: I am unshaven, hair is thrashed, wearing nothing but underwear, and walking around half asleep)) There's a knock on the door. Since my roomate was expecting his girlfriend, I opened the door.....There stood my friends brother and BRIAN!!!.....with that same adorable smile.......
To be continued...
Message #46 To: ALL Subject: Summer Romance -- part 2
Continued from previous post...
Well, this is rotten timing. Of all the nights to just.... drop in. There wasn't a whole lot I could do about it NOW though, so I invited them both in. It turns out that they've been friends in school for over a year. We all kicked back and talked for about an hour then brian and I exchanged phone numbers (even though I already had his). Although I still wasn't sure whether or not Brian was into boys, I went to sleep that night with the biggest shit-eating grin you've ever seen.
The next day I called him. During the course of the conversation I learned that, while he did have a girlfriend, he was very interested in boys but had never been with one. I told him that I would be happy to introduce him to the "boy" scene. He was delighted at the idea and so we arranged to get together that Saturday night for an evening at Odyssey-1. (Those of you who were privlaged to be a part of the Odyssey generation will probably go into a mental time warp about now...) That was the longest week in my life. Saturday night finally arrived, and I picked him up around seven o'clock. He looked hot! I decided to cruse up the coast toward Malibu. When we arrived, we walked along the beach by the water and watched the sunset. Never before in my life had I felt such romantic energy for another boy. We talked about family life and family problems, and school and girls and... whatever. As we stood at the water's edge, the gentle warm breeze, the last golden rays of the sun dissapering over the horizon, and Brian standing beside be made this one of the most intense moments of my life. I wanted it to last forever....I wanted so much to reach over and kiss him. But I didn't do it because I still wasn't sure if he liked me in that way. We walked back to the car and headed for the Odyssey.
We arrived and entered the disco at around ten o'clock. By eleven I had to fight my friends (and strangers) off of Brian. BACK! BACK YOU MONSTERS!... We danced and had a wonderful time till about one o'clcok, then Brian asked if we could leave. Since he didn't want to go home right away, we drove to a country club in the valley which, for some reason, never locks the gates at night. The view up there is spectacular, making it a great place to be alone with someone special. Brian was certanly special to me. We walked along the green but it was so dark we really couldn't see where we were going. It was very warm out that night so we decided to sit down on the grass and talk awhile. We sat very close and discussed the evening. He thanked me for protecting him from the boy-eating mob in the club. We sat there talking for about a half hour then I asked him what he wanted to do. He suggested going back to my apartment. Well, I could hold back no longer. I reached over and kissed him very softly. As I ran my fingers through his silky smooth hair, the fragrence of his colone, and the softness of his lips, created emotional and physical feelings that were almost too powerful for us to handle. That first kiss lasted for what seemed like eternity. We continued holding and kissing on under the stars until we noticed that the sun was begining to rise. Again, he suggested that we go back to my appartment. I took him home instead. I told him that in two weeks he would be eighteen and I wanted to be his birthday present.... Two weeks later we had a night that made the evening on the country club green seem mild in comparison....
Thank you Brian. I will never forget you.
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