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Hello 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... On Am I
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