DJ - 47. Chapter 47

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In Chapter 47, Jamie will be trying to convince Antonio that they need a busboy, at least on Friday and Saturday nights. In a couple of weeks, Jamie and DJ will take their cousins to The Waterhole and the cousins will have a blast. A surprise may result from this. Hang on folks, this ride is far from over.

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DJ Chapter 47 – A gay love story by Doug Spencer

On Thursday afternoon, DJ and Jamie were both preparing for work, DJ due at 3:00 PM to close and Jamie due at the pizzeria at 4:00 PM. The two boys left together in DJ’s Tracker shortly after 2:30 PM.

“Baby,” DJ asked, “you’re not due in till 4:00 PM, why are you going in now?”

“I promised Brandon that I would talk with Antonio,” Jamie answered, “and try to get Antonio to hire a busboy and dishwasher for Friday and Saturday nights, when it’s so busy. I need to talk with Antonio before the evening business starts to pick up, usually around 4:00 PM or a little after.” DJ nodded, now understanding.

Arriving at the shopping center, DJ headed to Southside Drug to clock in for his shift, and Jamie headed to the pizzeria.

Antonio, looking at the clock, “You’re mighty early, Jamie, you’re not due in until 4:00 PM.”

“I know,” Jamie replied, “I came in early, hoping to have a private conversation with you.”

“Uh,oh!” Antonio exclaimed, “This sounds serious. Can it wait until Fernando gets in from school? He can take over the front, and we can retreat to the office.”

Minutes later Fernando bounced in, tossed his backpack under the counter, and got his welcome hugs from Jamie and his Dad.

“Son,” Antonio stated, “you’ve got the front for a while, Jamie and I are going back to the office to have a discussion.” Fernie nodded his head, and Jamie followed Antonio to the office, and they sat.

“Okay, Jamie,” Antonio asked, “What’s on your mind?”

“Antonio, do you remember back when DJ’s Grandma passed, and we brought our California Cousins, Damion and Brandon in for pizza and introduced them to you?”

“Of course I remember,” Antonio replied, “they seemed like nice boys, so what’s up?”

“Well,” Jamie explained, “I think I told you that the brothers decided to move here, and they’re living with us now. Damion landed a job as Office Manager with Smalltown Contractor’s and is doing quite well and Brandon is transferring to the Community
College here, to finish his education.”

“And?” Antonio asked, wondering where this was leading.

“Brandon is dependent on Damion for everything, and is in dire need of a part time job, just to have a little independence and some spending cash. I know that our business has grown, and I thought maybe you might consider hiring a busboy/dishwasher to help us out, especially on Friday and Saturday nights.”

“So,” Antonio said, grinning, “you want me to create a position for Brandon, and give him a job! I actually have been considering hiring an extra pair of hands, especially on the weekends, to help you guys out. Tell Brandon to come in and apply, preferably between 1:30 and 3:00 PM, while it’s slow, and I will give him an interview. No promises, but I would consider hiring him.”

“That’s all I can ask,” Jamie replied, “I’ll relay the information to Brandon tonight, and thank you for considering him. We servers could sure use the help of a busboy, and that would allow us to give the customers even better service.”

“Anything else on your mind?” Anthony asked.

“As a matter of fact, there is,” Jamie responded. “DJ and I would like to treat the cousins to a Saturday night at the Waterhole, if we can both get a Saturday night off together.”

“That’s that gay nightclub that’s way out in the boonies, isn’t it?”

“It’s not a gay club,” Jamie explained, “their clientele is quite mixed, and DJ and I like it because we can be ourselves there. It’s about the only place we can go, where we can dance together and not be too conspicuous. We’re hoping that Damion and Brandon will meet some girls there to have some fun with.”

“So I guess your cousins aren’t like you and DJ?” Antonio asked.

“Not at all,” Jamie replied, grinning, “They’re both serious skirt chasers! We’ve all come to an agreement to respect our different sexual orientations and live together in harmony.”

“So when are you planning that outing to the Waterhole?” Antonio asked, “I’ll likely need you to cover a day shift that day, so that one of the day servers can cover you that night.”

“I think DJ is planning to ask Randy for a week from this Saturday night off, and I’ll need the same night off.”

“You’ve got it,” Antonio said, “let me mark the calendar so I can adjust the schedule for that Saturday.”

Meanwhile, over at Southside Drug a very similar conversation has been transpiring between DJ and Randy, including Randy’s assumption that the cousins were gay.

“Why did you think that Damion and Brandon were gay?” DJ asked.

“I guess,” Randy replied, “just the fact that they were from Gay Francisco, and most folks from Gay Francisco are usually gay.”

“Fortunately, even though my cousins grew up in a region where the majority of the population is gay, they don’t have the hatred toward gay people that my Aunt and Uncle have. I’ve never met Aunt Julia and Uncle Richard, and I’m not anxious to. Even when Grandma passed, Aunt Julia didn’t even have the decency to attend her own Mother’s funeral!” Randy shook his head in disbelief.

“I didn’t even know those cousins until Grandma died, and they said they were coming out to pay their last respects to our Grandma. Damion and Brandon, as well as Jamie and myself and two of our closest friends all served as pallbearers.

“Over the few days that Jamie and I were close to Damion and Brandon, the four of us developed into a loving closeness. I guess that our southern hospitality made an impression on them and Jamie and I love the hell out of those boys, even though they are both hopelessly straight! They weren’t back in Frisco very long when they decided they wanted to move to North Carolina to be close to their East Coast family.”

“My Dad’s think the world of them, and so does Jamie’s parents, and Jamie’s Mom and Dad took them in, regarding them as two more sons. We're all happy that they are now living here.”

Randy, making notes on his calendar, “Okay, DJ off that Saturday night, can you open with Gloria that Saturday morning, and I’ll get you out by about 4:00 PM?”

“That’ll work,” DJ answered, “Thanks, Randy.”

That evening things were reversed from the usual. Jamie had his silverware wrapped by 8:00 PM, and had no tables, so Antonio clocked him out, leaving Danny as the closing server. Jamie walked over to the Drug Store to wait for DJ to finish his closing shift and he and DJ walked out of the store shortly after 9:00 PM along with Randy, and headed to Jamie’s house. When DJ and Jamie walked in through the back door of Jamie’s house an exceptionally anxious Brandon Whitlock met them.

“Welcome home,” Brandon stated, “Jamie, did you talk to Antonio today?” Brandon asked.

“I did,” Jamie replied, “and Antonio was agreeable to hiring a new busboy/dishwasher to give us servers some help on the weekends. He told me to tell you to come in and apply between 1:30 and 3:00 PM when it’s slow, and he will give you an interview. No promise of a job, but if you handle the interview well, you might just land a job at Anthony’s Pizzeria!”

“Great!” Brandon remarked. “That’s encouraging, I’ll go and apply tomorrow after lunch. I hope I can impress him, thanks for paving the way for me.”

“You’re entirely welcome,” Jamie said, “and I wish you the best of luck. If he hires you, I’ll probably be the one to train you.” Brandon grinned and Jamie spoke again, grinning, “I think I’m quite capable of training even a straight boy to be a busboy and dishwasher!” Both Brandon and Damion snickered. Little digs about their different sexualities are common between these four boys, but it’s all in fun, and there is nothing but a ton of love between them.

After snacking on some of Karen’s cookies and milk, Damion and Brandon headed to their rooms to sleep, and DJ and Jamie headed to Jamie’s room for the same, sharing the bed together of course.

Fortunately, the Seldon’s home has four bedrooms, Karen and Carl’s, Jamie’s (and DJ’s) and the two spares. When Phil and Bryan were staying there, they actually preferred to share the same room and bed. Damion and Brandon had expressed their objections to even sharing the same room, let alone the same bed, and Karen gave Damion the room that had been Aggie’s room before her death, so both boys now have their own separate rooms.

On a typical morning, DJ and Jamie share a shower together, but Damion and Brandon both prefer to take their showers alone. On Friday morning, Damion beat the other boys into the shower, but at least had the courtesy to leave the door unlocked so the other boys would be able to take a morning pee.

Karen arose about the same time as Damion, and prepared the coffee while Damion was showering. DJ, Jamie and Brandon all appeared at the table wearing just their boxers or boxer-briefs to enjoy that first cup of Java with Karen, wearing her bathrobe. Karen was totally accustomed to seeing the boys only in their underwear this early in the morning. Damion appeared shortly after, completely dressed for work.

Karen had stirred up a batch of pancakes for breakfast, and already had sausage links fried. While Damion sipped his coffee, Karen poured pancake batter on the griddle and prepared a plate for Damion, as he needed to leave by a little after 7:30, due to work at 8:00 AM. Wolfing down his breakfast, Damion told everyone goodbye, kissed Karen on the cheek, and left for work.

Brandon, while they all ate breakfast together, “I need to be at Anthony’s between 1:30 at 3:00 today to apply for a job, and maybe get an interview. I hope one of you guys can take me.”

“SHOOT!” DJ remarked. “We’re not due to work until late afternoon, but we promised the Dad’s we’d come out today and cut the grass and have lunch with them, and I’m not sure we’ll be back in time.”

“I think I have a solution,” Karen stated. “It’s Friday, and I always do grocery shopping on Fridays. Suppose I drop you off at the pizzeria, Brandon, about 2:00 PM, and while you’re taking care of business there, I can do my shopping. I’ll stop back and pick you up on the way home, if you’re done by then, or just wait for you.”

“That should work, Aunt Karen,” Brandon replied, smiling, “Thank you very much, but I hate to put you out of your way.”

“It’s no problem, Brandon,” Karen replied, “I would do the same for any of our boys! It’s just what good mother’s do.”

Brandon, with a slight look of sadness on his face, “I think Dami and I got shortchanged. You and Uncle Carl are much better parents to us than our own biological parents ever were. Damion and I are privileged, and very happy to be able to live with you, and be close to our East Coast cousins and family.” Then, grinning, “Even if our cousins and Uncles are gay!” Karen smiled.

Carl arose shortly, arriving at the table in his briefs, and Karen prepared him some pancakes, as the rest of them had all eaten. While Carl was downing his breakfast, Karen started to prepare lunch, (dinner) for Carl and Brandon. DJ and Jamie donned some old clothes and prepared come to our house to cut the grass, and would be having lunch with Joe and me.

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About 2:00 PM Karen and Brandon headed to the shopping center and Karen drove by the pizzeria to drop Brandon off, then headed to the supermarket to do her shopping. At 2:15 PM Brandon walked into Anthony’s to apply for his first job, ever.

“How may I help you, young man,” Antonio greeted, “ordering carry out or eating in?”

“Actually, sir,” Brandon said, “I was hoping to apply for work here, I am in dire need of a job.” Antonio pulled a blank application from under the counter.

“What kind of position are you looking to obtain?” Antonio asked.

“It doesn’t really matter,” Brandon replied, “as long as I can get paid for a few hours a week. I would be willing to clean the rest rooms, if you can use a janitor.” Antonio smiled.

“Go take a seat and fill out this application,” Antonio stated, “and I’ll give it a look.” He handed Brandon the blank application and a pen, and Brandon sat down to fill it out. Shortly after, Brandon handed the application back to Antonio, and he scanned it with his eyes, noting that Brandon listed no previous employment.

“Brandon Whitlock,” Antonio stated, “If I’m not mistaken, you are DJ’s cousin, from California?”

“Yes, sir,” Brandon replied, “but I live here in Smalltown now. Me and my brother, Damion have relocated here from Frisco, and we are currently living with Jamie Seldon’s family.”

“Jamie is a fine young man,” Antonio stated, “he has worked for me since he was a teen in high school, and is one of my best servers. His parents, Karen and Carl, are fine folks too. You failed to list your previous employers.”

“I don’t have any,” Brandon replied, “if you are able to hire me, this will be my first job.”

“Everything else seems to be in order,” Antonio commented. “Maria!” Antonio called out, and Maria appeared. “Brandon, this is my better half, Maria Chevas. Sweetheart, this is DJ and Jamie’s cousin, Brandon Whitlock, and he is applying for work. Please hold the front down for a few minutes, and I’ll take Brandon back to the office where we can talk in private. Follow me, Brandon,” and Brandon followed Antonio into the office, and Antonio offered Brandon a chair in front of his desk.

“Brandon, we are a rather small business, with only a few employees. I hate to disappoint you, but we really don’t have a need for a janitor. The servers wipe down the tables and vacuum the dining area, and the cook staff and dishwasher sweep and mop the kitchen area. Everyone gets their turn to clean the rest rooms daily, and empty the trash containers.” Brandon listened intently, his hopes dwindling.

“We have been getting very busy,” Antonio continued, “especially on Friday and Saturday nights. The overwhelmed servers have asked me to consider hiring a busboy/dishwasher to help them out. Would you be interested in that position?”

“Sir,” Brandon replied, smiling, “If you offer it to me, I’ll grab it, before it goes away! I’ve never done that kind of work, but I’m sure I can learn quickly.”

“I’m certain you can, Brandon,” Antonio replied, “you come off as a bright young man, and you’re planning to complete your degree in graphic arts next year at our Community College. Friday night is the busiest night of the week in the pizza business, and it would be hard on everyone to try and train a new person during a busy weekend. We’re closed on Mondays, but would you be able to start on Tuesday, say about 4:00 PM?”

“Yes sir,” Brandon said, smiling, “I can be here at 4:00 PM Tuesday!”

“Great,” Antonio said, “I’ll hook you up with Jamie for training, starting on Tuesday. He’s the best trainer I’ve got. By next Friday night, you should be able to handle all of your duties by yourself and be an asset to all of us. I need to give you a heads up, Brandon, this position only pays minimum wage, if you accept it, and likely all the pizza you can eat!” Brandon grinned.

“Minimum wage beats heck out of being broke all the time, and the fringe benefits sound pretty tasty! Thank you for giving me a job, Mr. Chevas.”

“We go by Maria and Antonio among our staff, Brandon,” Antonio stated, “No Misters or Mrs.’s. Welcome aboard, and I’ll look for you next Tuesday.” The two shook hands, and Brandon walked out to wait for Karen, who was already parked nearby, and gave her horn a ‘toot’ to draw Brandon’s attention. A very happy and excited Brandon slid into the front seat, and they headed home.

“Guess what, Aunt Karen,” Brandon blurted, “He hired me, and I’ll be starting to work next Tuesday afternoon! And Jamie is going to be training me.”

Karen, smiling, “Antonio and Jamie have had a very long working relationship. I had a gut feeling that if Jamie told you to apply for that job, that Antonio would hire you. Congratulations, Brandon, I’m really happy for you.”

Arriving back at the Seldon home, Karen opened the back of the SUV and carried a bag of groceries into the kitchen, and Brandon made three trips to carry the rest of them in, while Karen busied herself putting the food away. DJ and Jamie had spent the earlier part of the day at the Dad’s, doing the yard work, and had showered and left for work from there, both due in at 4:00 PM.

About 5:15 PM Damion drove in, returning from work and Brandon excitedly shared the good news with him.

“That’s great, Bro!” Damion exclaimed, grinning, “Now maybe you won’t always be begging me for money!”

“I think I need to put the ‘White Board’ back into service,” Karen stated, “I know that Damion works Eight to Five every weekday, but the other three of you have schedules that change like the weather from day to day. I need to know your schedules in order to plan for meals. It’ll be even worse when three of you are back in college for your fall semester. Jamie and DJ are in the same curriculum and have always managed to schedule their classes together, but I expect that Brandon’s classes won’t coincide with DJ and Jamie’s.”

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As normal for a Monday, the boys had both been off today, and as usual planned to spend the night at our house. By the time Mike dropped Joe off at 11:00 PM the boys were already in their room with the door closed for privacy. As a rule, they leave the door open, if they’re only sleeping!

Joe and I always look forward to sharing breakfast with them on Tuesday mornings, before DJ heads to the store for his open to close shift with Gloria. Jamie usually leaves at the same time and spends much of Tuesday with Karen and Carl, until Carl leaves for work about 2:30 and Jamie needs to go to work, if scheduled. Tuesday’s are about the only time that Jamie gets to spend some family time alone with them.

Tuesday morning was ‘almost’ typical. At breakfast, the boys told Joe and me that Antonio had hired Brandon as a dishwasher and busboy, and that Jamie was to start training him at 4:00 PM today.

“I think that will be good for Brandon,” Joe stated, “He needs to have something to keep him out of trouble, and give him a little bit of independence.”

“I don’t know about keeping him out of trouble,” Jamie said, chuckling, “Those boys are so sex-starved, they lust for almost anyone walking around with a female anatomy! I hope he doesn’t make a pass at the wrong girl, that may have a jealous boyfriend!”

“We’re taking them to the Waterhole next Saturday night,” DJ stated, “Maybe they’ll meet some nice chicks up there?”

Joe, grinning, “I’m not so sure they are looking for NICE girls, especially Damion. I suspect they are looking for some action.” DJ, Jamie and I all got a laugh from that, but it’s likely true.

“They might get more than they bargain for!” I added.

DJ kissed both Joe and me on our cheeks with a hug, and left to start his shift, followed by the same affection from Jamie, who then headed to the Seldon home. Gosh, Joe and I love having the boys around, and we both have unconditional love for both.

At long last, Tuesday afternoon has arrived, and the day that Brandon starts his new job. About 2:00 PM Karen and Carl, along with Jamie and Brandon are just polishing off one of Karen’s tasty creations, dinner, that she calls lunch because of the time of day. As usual, there will be leftovers that Karen can warm up for Damion when he gets home a little after 5:00.

Karen has always been a stay-at-home Mom and Wife, and uses few shortcuts. She strives to feed her boys healthy and nourishing food, even as the family has grown from just one teenaged boy to as many as four young men. She rarely lets the cookie jar stay empty for more than a day, keeping an adequate supply of fresh homemade cookies on hand for bedtime snacks.

“Jamie,” Brandon asked, “What clothes should I wear to work?”

“We’re pretty casual,” Jamie replied, “Normal attire is a decent pair of jeans, any color, with no holes, and sneakers. Antonio hasn’t given you an ‘Anthony’s Pizza’ tee-shirt yet, so just wear a normal, non-suggestive Tee, and you’ll be fine.”

“Aunt Karen,” Brandon asked, “I’m due in at 4:00, could you maybe drive me in?”

“Brandon, there’s no need for anyone to take you in to work today,” Jamie stated, “I’m going in at 3:00 and you can ride with me, and just hang around until Antonio clocks you in at 4:00. Most likely you’ll be training until close at 9:00 PM, and you can ride home with me. It’s 2:30 now, and we both better get dressed so I won’t be late.” Jamie and Brandon both quickly dressed for work and left for Anthony’s about 2:40.

Fifteen minutes later Jamie walked into the pizzeria with Brandon on his tail and Antonio clocked Jamie in at 2:55 PM.

“Brandon, you’re not scheduled in until 4:00 PM,” Antonio said.

“Since we live in the same house,” Jamie said, “I told Brandon he could ride in with me and just hang loose until time for him to clock in. It would save someone else a trip to bring him in.”

“If it will help you guys,” Antonio suggested, “suppose I schedule you both the same hours while Brandon is in training.”

“That’d be cool, Antonio,” Jamie replied, “especially since Brandon doesn’t have his own transportation yet.”

“Okay Brandon,” Antonio stated, “I’m clocking you in now, and Jamie can start showing you the ropes. Jamie, he’s all yours! There are a couple bins of dishes from the day shift, and you can start by introducing Brandon to the dishwasher.”

“C’mon Brandon, and I’ll show you around,” Jamie stated. Leading Brandon into the kitchen area, he suggested that Brandon put on a rubber apron to protect his clothing from the water, and Brandon followed Jamie’s advice, now looking like a busboy.

Jamie spent the next hour instructing and demonstrating to Brandon how to stand the plates up in the dishwasher trays, and separating the silverware into the white cylinders for washing. Then showing Brandon how to operate the dishwasher.

Maria was busy in the prep area, preparing onions, green peppers and other toppings for the pizzas, placing them in small containers to be placed on the line when needed.

Maria, while the dishwasher was doing its cycle, “Brandon, Honey, help me take this stuff to the walk-in cooler. You’ll need to know where everything is, as we may ask you to retrieve things from the back when we’re busy and need them up front.” Brandon was a bit surprised that Maria called him ‘Honey’. Evidently Maria has already developed a liking for him. Maria and Brandon carried the several containers to the walk-in, and Maria showed Brandon where what was kept in the walk-in.

About 3:30 PM, while Jamie was giving Brandon his lesson in Dishwashing 101, Fernando bounced in from school, and tossed his backpack under the counter as usual. He got his welcome hug from Antonio and headed to the kitchen for his hug from Maria, and one from Jamie.

Seeing Brandon for the first time, Fernando questioned, “And who is this?” pointing at Brandon.

“Sorry, Fernie,” Jamie responded, “This is Brandon Whitlock. Brandon is DJ’s first cousin, and your Dad has hired him as a dishwasher and busboy to help us out on the busy nights. Brandon, this is Antonio and Maria’s son, Fernando.”

Fernando, smiling, as the two boys shared a warm handshake, “Boy am I glad to see you! We sure can use the help, welcome.” Fernie made no mention of it, but he thinks Brandon is a cute and handsome addition to the staff.

Being an early weekday, Tuesday, Antonio had scheduled just one server for the day shift, and Weezy (Louise) was preparing to cash out and leave as soon as Danny comes in to work the evening shift with Jamie, and her last two tables are done with their meals. Louise had already bused any other tables that had been used for the lunch crowd, and those were the dishes that Jamie used to show Brandon how to load the dishwasher.

As Louise’s last two tables were preparing to leave, one of them needed a to-go box for their last half pizza, and Louise entered the back to get one.

“Weezy,” Jamie stated, “I’d like you to meet our new busboy and dishwasher, Brandon, and Brandon, this is Louise, one of our long time day servers. Did you have a good lunch business today?”

“Pretty decent for a Tuesday,” Weezy replied, shaking hands with Brandon, “Brandon, it’s good to meet you, and I know we’ll be working together from time to time. My name is Louise, but everybody calls me ‘Weezy’. Welcome to our crew, I need to take this box out for my last table.” About five minutes later both tables were vacated, and paying Fernando for their meals, leaving the dining area empty.

“There are two tables that need busing,” Jamie stated, “right now, before we get more customers is a good time for me to show you how to properly bus the tables. We keep a bar cloth in this bucket of sanitized water. Pull it out and wring out the excess water, and grab one of those empty gray bus bins.” Brandon followed Jamie’s instructions and they headed into the dining area. “You can drop that bin onto a chair.”

“Now stack all the plates in a single stack in the bin, and the empty glasses will nest together, inside of each other. Use one or two glasses to hold the silverware, and don’t worry if some glasses still have ice or beverages in them. They can be dumped at the dishwasher. If there is food remaining on a plate or in a bowl, scrape it off into a single bowl or on a plate, and place it on top of the stack.” With Jamie’s assistance, Brandon cleared both tables.

“Now, Brandon,” Jamie said, “use that sanitized cloth to wipe down the tops of both tables. When you’re done with that, arrange the napkin dispenser, salt and pepper, grated cheese and red pepper into a group in the center of the table, like this.” Brandon copied Jamie’s placement on the second table.

“What do we do with this money that was left on the tables?” Brandon asked.

“Just leave it there,” Jamie replied, “These were Weezy’s tables, and those are her tips. She will be by soon to get them.” Not 30 seconds later Weezy approached them.

“Brandon,” Louise asked, “is my silverware ready to be wrapped?”

“It’s probably not dry yet,” Jamie responded, “there isn’t that much of it, and I’m sure that Danny and I can knock it out before we get very busy. Enjoy your early out and your evening, Weezy, Danny is here now, and Tuesday nights aren’t usually very busy.”

Louise, casually picking up the money and stuffing it in her pocket, “Thanks, Jamie, you’re a sweetie!” Jamie blushed a little and grinned as Louise left the store.

“Jamie,” Brandon remarked, “I think Weezy has the hots for you.”

“Nah, she’s just friendly,” Jamie replied, “besides, she’s been happily married for a few years, and has two preteens at home. She’ll head home now to cook supper for her husband and kids. She is pleased now that the kids are old enough to take care of themselves while their parents are both working. She is also well aware that my affections are totally for DJ. Everyone here knows that DJ and I are a couple, and it’s never been an issue.”

A few minutes later, Danny approached Jamie and Brandon, curious as to whom Brandon might be.

“Danny,” Jamie stated, smiling, “I’m pleased to introduce you to our new busboy and dishwasher, Brandon Whitlock, Brandon, this is our most recently hired server, Danny White, who is also Fernando’s closest friend. Danny, Brandon is DJ’s and my cousin. He and his brother, Damion have relocated here from California, and are living with my parents.”

Danny, smiling, “Awesome! Our prayers have been answered.” Danny gave Brandon a warm, welcome hug, making Brandon feel just a bit uncomfortable, as Brandon doesn’t really appreciate close hugs from other boys, with the exception of DJ and Jamie. A fist bumping would have been quite satisfactory.

“Danny, the days silverware wasn’t dry yet, and I told Weezy that we would wrap it for her,” Jamie said, “there isn’t very much.”

“Then maybe,” Danny replied, “we should go ahead and wrap it, before we get busy. Brandon, will you please bring us out the white cylinders of silverware?” Danny retrieved the silver tray, a stack of napkins and the tapes they used to hold the wrappings. Jamie and Danny worked together, and made quick work of it.

About 5:00 PM patrons started to arrive, and by 6:00 PM Jamie and Danny both had four tables each and expected more as they don’t close until 8:00 PM. Brandon was trying his best to stay ahead of the dishes. Whenever a party left, he quickly bused the table and took the dirty dishes to the dishwasher, and arranged them in the tray. When a tray was full, or nearly full, he started the washing cycle.

Jamie, about 8:00 PM, “Brandon, will you please bring out the clean silverware and put it on a table so that Danny and I can start wrapping it?” Brandon complied, and Danny got the napkins and the silverware tray. Jamie had one table still dining, and started to vacuum the dining area, keeping his eye on the remaining table.

Maria swept the kitchen area and the front, where the pizza’s are made, and behind the front counter. Brandon prepared the mop water bucket, to mop the same areas.

While Jamie was vacuuming the dining area, Fernando sat with Danny, and they got their silverware-wrapping machine into operation, while discussing Brandon.

“What do you think of our new busboy?” Fernando asked.

“He’s cute!” Danny replied, “I haven’t seen him without that apron on, but I’m really curious what he sports behind his zipper!”

“Danny,” Fernando stated, grinning, “it’s wild how much we think alike! I’d also love to see him naked, but somehow I doubt we’ll ever get to see him that way!”

As you may recall, back at the time of Grandma’s funeral, the Whitlock brothers showered together for the first time in a few years. Damion was surprised, and a little envious to realize that his younger brother’s pecker had gotten bigger than his own. Brandon also has a tendency to wear slim fit or skinny jeans that make the size of his boyhood even somewhat more noticeable, especially when he wears boxers, and his shaft slips down into his pantleg.

Brandon, done washing dishes, removed the apron and hung it up. He didn’t feel compelled to wear it while mopping the floor. He mopped the front area and returned to the kitchen area, just as the dishwasher finished its cycle. He gathered the cylinders of clean silverware and carried them out to Danny and Fernie, without the cover of the apron. Instinctively both boy’s eyes became glued to Brandon’s crotch area and they both grinned, and giggled.

“What’s funny, guys?” Brandon inquired.

“Nothing, really, “Danny replied, “We were just thinking about something we’d been discussing earlier. Got time for a break?”

“I guess a can take five,” Brandon replied, and sat down with the boys. “I still need to mop the kitchen and take out the trash.”

“Just curious, Brandon,” Danny queried, “Do you have a boyfriend?”

“BOYFRIEND!” Brandon exclaimed. “Why on earth would I want a boyfriend? I think I might be wired a little different than some of you guys. My romantic interest is strictly limited to the opposite sex, however, I would like to meet a girl that might become my girlfriend. Do you know of any available girls?”

“I know a few girls,” Danny replied, “but most of them already have boyfriends. If I run across a nice girl that is not attached, I’ll try and introduce you. Some girls come in here, mostly on Friday nights, usually after the ball games.”

“I’m twenty years old,” Brandon stated, “and I’m not looking for jail bait, I would hope to meet a girl that is at least eighteen years of age. It would be great if you can kinda hook me up. I think my break is over, catch ya later.” Brandon returned to the kitchen.

“Did you notice what I noticed about Brandon?” Fernando asked.

“I know, right?” Danny replied, grinning, “That dude is hung!”

“Wouldn’t you like to get him in the sack?” Fernando asked.

“I don’t know what I would do with it,” Danny replied, “I think I would choke on a bone that big! I’ll bet it would be fun to play with, though. We just saw it soft, inside his pantleg. I’ll bet he’s got eight inches hard, maybe even more. All joking aside, I’m more into a Fernando sized pecker that’s just a perfect fit for my mouth.” Fernando grinned.

Fernando will be sixteen on December 10th, and likely his pecker won’t get much bigger than it is now. Hopefully, if everything for his adoption goes well, his name will change from Fernando Gomez to Fernando Chevas long before his sixteenth birthday.

Yes these two boys have tasted each other’s wine, and Danny has grown accustomed to Fernando’s uncut pecker, and actually loves it. If you recall, Fernando had told Danny that he wanted to have his foreskin cut off, and Danny discouraged him, telling him that he was special and that still having his foreskin made him unique.

By 8:30 the last guests had left, and Fernando cashed them out, then cashed out Jamie and Danny, handing them their credit card tips in cash. He counted down the till and went to the office to prepare the deposit, which has become his regular duty. Antonio no longer checks behind him, as Fernando knows well how to count money and do the deposit.

Checking the schedule, Danny is off until Friday evening, and Brandon is still scheduled as training along with Jamie on Wednesday and Thursday from 5:00 PM to close, and on Friday night he will be on his own and closing with Danny and Celeste.

Saturday’s schedule was totally different because Antonio had promised Jamie and Brandon off on Saturday night for their outing to the Waterhole. Brandon was scheduled off for the day, and Jamie was scheduled from open until 4:00 PM and Louise was coming in at 4:00 PM and covering Jamie’s usual closing shift. With Brandon scheduled off, the servers would need to bus their own tables Saturday night, with some assistance from Fernando.

Jamie and Danny returned to finish wrapping the silverware and Brandon took out the trash and replaced the liners in the trashcans. By 8:45 everything was cleaned, vacuumed and mopped, and they all walked out after Antonio clocked out the three boys. As Fernando is family he only clocks in if he is working as a server, mainly to keep track of the servers tickets. He isn’t paid the hourly wage of the servers, but does get to keep his tips.

To be continued...............

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Author’s Note: Readers may notice a difference in my writing style starting with Chapter 48 of this story as well as future chapters of JC and Watergame. Previous chapters have tended to be quite long and I feel that if I make them shorter I can upload new material more often. There IS a limit to how much I can write in a given time span and none of these three stories have been previously penned.