Date: Tue, 21 Mar 2000 22:40:38 -0600
From: "The Y2K Hottie '-)" <y2khottie@usa.net>
Subject: summer of love - part 1

Legal Disclaimer: Ok you all know if you are underage then you shouldn't be
here, let alone reading this story! But I won't stop you. I know how horny
some of you young shits are! So enjoy this, just don't get caught!

Authors Note: Ok be easy on me, this is my first attempt at writing a gay
story.  Please note that this story is not just based on SEX!  It will be
based on a relationship.  I plan for this story to continue for a quite a
while, but a story's got to end sometime, right? This story is half
fiction, half non-fiction.  These characters are real as real can get, but
everything that happens to them does not necessarily happen in real life,
and the places I have put them in the story are not the real places in
which they take place.  Any similarity of these characters to those who you
may know, is merely a coincidence. (LOL Get that?)  Anyway I will accept
all critism positive or negative, but if its negative please use your
common sense! I won't reply to those who are highly rude and vulgar.

( wow! I sound smart with all those big words I'm using don't I!) Anyway
spark it at, y2khottie@usa.net.  Enough said, ENJOY!!



SUMMER OF LOVE- Part 1


It all began 3 years ago, the summer we were both 17 . . . .

	I decided that June, being I had expensive tastes in a lot of
things, and my parents were too damn cheap to raise my allowance, that I
was going to find a summer job.

	One of my aunts, on my Dad's side, was only a few years older than
me so we grew up close.  Known to me as just Dawn, without the appropriate
prefix, never minded my unique name for her .  The Apollo Flame, the ritzy,
classic style Greek Restaurant, where she called work, had a job opening.
I asked her to put in a good word for her hard working, detitcated, young
nephew.

	I guess I should introduce myself.  Its, Jillian Harvard III, but
Jill is just fine.  Many females at my school were attracted to my 6'2,
180lb. frame, my short dirty blonde hair (naturally a light brown), and my
attractive brown eyes.  I thought my eyes were my best feature, amoung
other things '-) I considered myself goodlooking, proud when I looked at a
mirror, and able to pick up any girls I want.  Although, girls arn't what I
want.
	You see, I knew I was gay, around 14, and started to fantasize
about guys non-stop by 15.  I was jock, go figure!  How many queers were
the Captian of their Senior Football teams 2 years in a row? And moved up
from quarterback to fullback in just 4 games? And nominated MVP? Not many
probably.
	I had Jason, my best friend, completely fooled.  He never suspected
a thing.  It was the most natural thing to me, I didn't have to try to hide
it, I just DID.
	And the one other thing.... flamers are a total turn off.  I'm only
attracted to those who are masculine, with a lean, chisled, and defined
body.  My its getting hot in here!!

	Anyway.... Dawn got the interview for me no problem. Little did I
know that this job, would change my life forever . . .



			********************************


	"Well, Mr. Harvard, I was very impressed with the interview, and
you shall recieve a letter of recommendation within a couple business
days." replied the boss, Mr. Brooks.
	I stood and shook his hand.  "Thanks for taking the time to see me,
Mr. Brooks, I really appreciate it."
	"And that politeness you got there, son, will get you far in life.
Your chances on getting this postition are quite high." he flatly stated
with a broad smile on his face.
	"Thanks again." I replied and stepped outside his office.  I had a
really good feeling about this, I was so excited, I felt like screaming!
	As soon as I got home I called Jason.  "Hey dude! Whats up?"

"Hey Jill! Not much . . .h' bout you?"

"Well I got a job!

"Really where??" Jason seamed really proud of me.

"At The Apollo Flame, downtown."

"No WAY! Thats like the most preppy joint in town!"

"I know! Isn't that cool!"

"Yeah dude, thats awesome!"

"I gotta where this uniform, its kinda cool though . . . ."

"I didn't know you have to wear a uniform just to wash dishes!"

"I don't wash dishes ASSWIPE! I wait on tables...." I replied,
matter-of-factly.

"Oh really, you? Wait on tables!" he replied laughing.

"Whats so funny?"

"Nothing . . .when do you start?"

"Well . . .umm . . .I don't have it yet . . ." I replied

"I thought you just said you had the job?"

"Well no I had an interview . . .but it went really well, he said I was
perfect for the job!

"God your such a sucker! Of course they'll tell you that!"

"Well whatever, I think I got it . . ."

"Well next time tell me when you got the job, I gotta go . . ."

"Ok, hey! The boss said that I'd a letter of recommendation in a few days
so there!"

"Well I'll believe it when I see it! Gotta go" And with that Jason hung up.
Sometimes he could be suck a jerk!  Oh well, what could I do?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

That thursday I got a phone call, from Mr. Brooks himself.  "Mr. Harvard,
this is John Brooks calling from The Apollo Flame, in regards to our
interview 2 days previously.  I just wanted to call you and tell you myself
that I have picked you and one other to add to my waitering crew."

"Really?! That's totally awesome, Mr. Brooks, thank you, so much!"  I was
so happy I got the job, although I kinda knew I had it comin'!

"Well you should thank yourself, Jill, I was very impressed with your
interview."

"Thanks . ." was my only reply.

"I would ask that you start work this Monday morning at 10 am, sharp."

"Ok thats great!"

"I will also ask that you stop by sometime Saturday afternoon, and pick up
your outfit."

"Ok will do, thanks again, Mr. Brooks"

"Jillian, call me John please, and no problem!"

"Um, John can I ask you one more question, before I let you go?"

"Sure . . ."

"Who was this other one you hired?"

"Oh yes, that's another thing that I wanted to tell you. . . . he's a
handsome young boy, much like yourself, that I hope you will work with, be
a team, K?"

Man it sounded like this young much-like-myself kid was a total loser, and
he knew it, too.  Maybe it was his own kid?

"Sure, Mr. uh . . John"

"I'll see you on Saturday, Jillian. Bye now . ."

"Goodbye . ." As I placed the reciever back in its place, I couldn't stop
thinking about this kid.  What if he was a total freak!  That would totally
ruin my image.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Hey boner, guess what?"

"What the hell do you want now?"

"Fine then I won't tell you."

Jason was laughing. "I was just kidding, what?"

"I got the job."

"Really, Jill? Thats great!"

"You think so?"

"Yeah, you need to keep your mind occupied . . ."

"Whats that suppose to mean?"

"Oh nothing . . ."

"Whatever. Anyway I have to "become a team" with some loser that he hired,
and he wants me to be his friend, it kinda sounds like his own kid or
somethin' . . ." I said, kinda of sullenly.

"Well look on the bright side, you won't have to do all the work your self
. . ."

"Well what if he's a total freak, a nerd, a geek, a wiedro?"

"Then I guess he'd be perfect with you! Nobody would even notice!" He
replied laughing so hard he dropped the phone.

"Bitch."

"Whore!"

"Cunt"

"Pimp!"

"Cock Sucker"

"You wish!"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The weekend flew by and before I knew it I was in the car, freshly done up
in my uniform, and on my way to work in my, '83 jag.  The whole time I was
driving on the way to work, I was constantly worrying about this kid I was
supposed to team up with, I was so intently nervous about the situation
. . .I was litterally being stupid, there's probably nothing to worry about
. . .Oh god who was I kidding, my luck sucks! I'm gonna be stuck with the
ugliest, zittiest, boniest, freak, in town!

As I pulled into the parking lot of my new found "work", there was almost
nothing I could do to make my heart stop beating so hard.  I opened the
door, and was immediately greeted by Mr. Brooks.

"Mr. Harvard, I was expecting you."

"Hi John, so what do I do?"

"Are we that eager to start?" Mr.Brooks replied laughing, "Since this is
your very first day in the job, I want you to take it quite easy learning a
little as you go, and I also want you to meet your acomplice . . .HEY
JOHNSON! Could you come out here a moment?"

"Well his name ain't bad . . ." I thought to myself.  As I stood there
waiting for my life to be ruined, I saw the hottest hunk I have ever seen
in my whole life.  He was around 6' nicely built, with the cutest face.
His hair was a light brown, ceaser style, and had dark brown eyes, and his
full lips formed a delightful smile.

"Mr. Johnson, I'd like you to meet, Mr. Harvard."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Harvard" he said with a wink.  God! I was dying
inside!

"The pleasures all mine, Mr. Johnson . ." I replied, giving back a wink.

"Well now that you 2 boys have met, I have some work to do, so you both are
free to go back in the lounge and get to know each other a bit better
. . .afterall you will be working together for the rest of the summer." And
I was not about to assest to that, I could be stuck with this piece of hot
flesh for the rest of my life, and I wouldn't mind.....in fact I'd really
like that!  Mr. Brooks had left, the hot stud had started to speak.

"Come I'll show you the lounge, its really cool, comfortable furniture, and
an N64!" he seemed to have a real cheery attitude. I could tell I was gonna
like this guy! "By the way...," he said, "My names Justin . . ."

"Hey Just, mines Jillian, you can call me Jill . . ."

"Darn, my name should have been Jack, then we'd be a real team!" he said.

"Ya right!' I replied laughing.

"So you play football, Jill?" he asked me, showing that killer grin, again.

"Well actually yeah I do . . .why do you ask?"

"Your nicely built, ya look like a jock . .who do you play for?"

"The Cantonberry High Falcons . . ."

"Really?" he asked stunned, "We played them a couple months ago . .remember
24-5?"

"Oh yeah, I remember! We kicked your guys's ASS!" I replied laughing.

"Yeah you did!"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 From that point on I had the hugest crush on this guy, and I'd do
everything in my power to make him mine!


TBC