Hi Boys - I'd
like to share with you a very romantic
experience I had. It happened a few years ago but it
like last week.......
It was the middle of summer Summer when I walked into a
Broadway near my house hoping to find the perfect
gift for my dad. I didn't realize that I would end up
the perfect gift for myself.... I walked around the
with a fraction of me looking at merchandise, and the
of me crusing the boys (standard mall procedure). As I
walked passed the mens shirt/tie counter I noticed this
awesome looking boy behind the counter. I tried not to
stare, however, I realized that we had caught each
glance. Embarrassed that I was caught crusing him, I
turned away. When I looked back a few seconds later he
smiling at me. I smiled back, then walked away....
I said to myself. Go back and talk to him. ...."Naaaa.
It's too late now. He'd probably think I'm a fag...."
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
I need a birthday gift for my dad and didn't know what
get. (A good line to use since now he could spend more
time helping me.) 30 minutes later I walked out with a
wallet and his name (which I got off his name tag,
Brian)..... The following day I went back again and who
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 exclaimed. I grabbed his brother to ask him if
knew anything about this awesome teen dream. He just
a weird smile and said "No". ..... Well at least now I
his last name so I could look it up in the phone book
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
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
ready to crash for the night. I looked and felt like
dogshit from a very long day. ((Picture this: I am
unshaven, hair is thrashed, wearing nothing but
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...
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
not Brian was into boys, I went to sleep that night with
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
idea and so we arranged to get together that Saturday
night for an evening at Odyssey-1. (Those of you who
privileged 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 cruise up the coast toward
Malibu. When we arrived, we walked along the beach by
water and watched the sunset. Never before in my life
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
disappearing 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
the car and headed for the Odyssey.
We arrived and entered the disco at around ten o'clock.
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
we could leave. Since he didn't want to go home right
away, we drove to a country club in the valley which,
some reason, never locks the gates at night. The view up
there is spectacular, making it a great place to be
with someone special. Brian was certainly 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 fragrance of his cologne, 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 beginning to rise. Again, he suggested
that we go back to my apartment. 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.
He was my best friend, and we had frequent sleep overs.
somehow, both of us knew this would be different. We'd
playing basketball in the back and we were both sweaty
from the workout. As we stripped our tee shirts off, I
watching me with an odd look on his face. I didn't know
make of it. As we pulled down our sweaty shorts and
the shower, he yelled "me first," and darted past me
bathroom. I could hear water running and steam escaped
which was left ajar. He seemed to be in there a really
time, and I yelled, "Come on, dork, let me get in." "You
come in," he said. Thinking he was through, I went into
john. He was standing there in the shower with soap all
his stomach and dick and all, and he was washing his
dick with a
little more energy than I thought necessary. It was
than I remember it and seemed pumped up. "Get in," he
nonchalantly, as if this was the most normal request in
world. "Get in and I'll help you shower." "What are you
I asked. "No, listen do it -- don't ask so damned many
questions." I don't know why I used to obey him. I mean,
really was bossy sometimes, and I don't know why, but I
generally did what he told me too. Just that afternoon,
we were playing ball, I had to take a leak. I went
bush and pulled out my dick. Then, I looked around and,
was, watching. "Let me hold it for you," he said. I
that was really strange, but the next thing I knew, he
holding MY COCK while I was peeing. When I finished, he
it and then put it away for me. Anyway, when he told me
in the shower, I did it! It was a small stall and our
touched. I still didn't really know what was going on.
the bar of soap and began rubbing it on my chest, making
lather. Weird, I thought, and then his hands moved down
belly and he soaped it up. His hands went in a circular
I looked at his face ... Christ we were almost kissing
so close. He looked back with a smile and said, "Relax,
I'm gonna show you something neat. Just lean back
shower wall and close your eyes and ... let it happen."
what he said and his hands moved a little lower to the
my pubic hairs. He was washing, soaping, pushing,
fooling around. I should have stopped him, I suppose,
was feeling ok, good actually. Now he was soaping my
"thing" ... and like it was ... terrific. His slippery
moved around my body, soaping and washing my balls, my
my legs, and back to my dick. After awhile, he had
really hard and excited, and he turned around with his
me. "Now, put it in me." "What!" I almost shouted.
stick in inside my ass. That's what this is all about --
you to fuck me." He reached around and started guiding
thick, hard dick into his asshole. It was covered with
dick that is, and it slid around his hole ... but his
hard and tight. "Push harder," he said, and he bent over
give me maximum hole. "First, your finger," he said,
finger in my hole." I touched the outside of his anus
"Oh, that's it. Now push it in as deep as you can." His
resisted, put I was able to pop my finger through and
inside of his ass. "Now do it with three fingers," he
complied. "Now wiggle them around," and I did. He was
moaning, "oh, that feels great." He raised his ass
higher in the
air. "Now, replaced the fingers with your cock and slam
into me. "What the hell, I thought, everything is an
.. so, why not? I pushed on my cock, pushed and pushed
it started going in as his asshole muscles relaxed.
After I got
through the opening, it went in easily. He groaned, but
"Don't stop -- now just push and pull, push and pull and
yourself come in my asshole." "You WANT me to?" I asked,
surprised. "No, asshole -- of course I do." He began
his ass around to help me get into the motion he wanted.
began to feel light-headed, like I was going to come.
come in any way but jerking off ... by myself. This
thing was really wild. "Don't stop fucking, he said,
I picked up the pace again. "I think I'm gonna come."
baby, that's what I want you to do. I want to feel your
sliding down my asshole ... there's nothing like it."
I'm losing it," I said. "Give up, stop trying to control
Come ... NOW, NOW, NOW." he said, grinding his butt
damned near lifting me in the air. "Oh, God, here I go."
could feel my legs give in a little and I almost fell on
I blew off, and it was like supercharged, better than
off alone. We remained in that position for a minute or
then I pulled out of his ass. I was still really
stood up, and before I knew what happened, he gave me a
kiss and stuck his tongue in my mouth. Then, he looked
with a smile and said, "see ... that's what friends are
We both finished showering, with me wondering what
be like. Shit, this was only the afternoon!!