Archive-name: FirstGay/ftg045.txt

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Archive-title: 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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