Date: Fri, 5 Sep 2008 03:30:32 -0400
From: spunky-14@hotmail.com
Subject: When Brandon met Tommy

When Brandon met Tommy
by spunky14

"HELLO Mr. Willis" Brandon greeted as he walked through the front door of
Willis' cafe early in the morning. He was getting ready to start his shift
as the one of the day waiters. Actually he was the only day waiter and
business was picking up.

Brandon was Elfin, in this very versitile world. Tall and thin, as most
were, with a few exceptions, young, for an elf, in his early twenties, and
very good looking. He had the perfect smooth complexion, light skin, very
shapely smooth body and had long blond hair, reaching past his shoulders,
that he kept in a pony tail.

Today Brandon was wearing very short cut-offs and a short shirt that
allowed his belly button to show. This, with his somewhat feminine walk,
allowed him to gather more tips, not to mention, quite a few pats on the
butt from admireing customers.

Brandon loved his job, the pay, the tips, and the attention he got, but the
job was getting as bit overwhelming without any help.

As he began to set up his stations, Mr. Willis came over and gave him a
little pat on the butt. Mr. Willis was a little over-weight for an Elf.
Actually a lot over-weight. You could tell he really enjoyed his own
cooking. Brandon didn't really care much about the pats on the butt, but he
liked Mr. Willis all the same. A very nice man that tried to treat all his
staff, as well as his guests, with equal respect. He always wore long
wore-out slacks, and a short worn out T-shirt, covered with a white apron
that should have been retired years ago. (He would have probably ran off
all the guests if he wore shorts).

"I have you some help comeing in today." he said.

"Cool," Brandon exclaimed and he jumped from the pat on the butt. They
always seemed to supprise him. "Does he have any experience? Am I gonna
have to train him?"

"He says he has done this a lot, should do okay with just a little tour of
the place."

"Good! What does he look like? Will he be presentable to the customers?"

"Oh I think you will think so", Mr. Willis answered with a wry little
smile.

At that time someone entered the cafe. Brandon turned to see, getting ready
to greet him and offer him a seat.

The prettiest little boy he had ever seen was walking in, looking
around. For some unknown reason, the front of Brandon's cut-offs got a
little tight.

"May I help you?" Brandon asked, as he approached.

"Oh, hello" he said with a big wide smile, showing perfect white teeth
through delicious looking lips. Cut-offs getting a little tighter! "I'm
Tommy. I'm supposed to start working here today.

"Oh My! I mean, hello," Brandon stammered, a little embarrassed with his
greeting, "I'm Brandon."

"Very, very pleased to meet you!" Tommy answered, holding out his hand and
looking Brandon up and down. He was wearing the tightest cut-off jeans,
just as short as Brandon's that showed off a nice little package, and
exposeing muscular but smooth theights and shapely calves. He was much
shorter than Brandon, comeing only up to his chest. He wore a tight yellow
t-shirt, allowing his shapely chest to show its lines. His hair, like
Brandon's was a yellowish blond. It was all Brandon could do to keep from
drooling!

"Customers will be coming in for breakfast in a little while, so I suppose
I should start showing you where everything is," Brandon said as he turned
towards the waiters station.

"Oh, Yes", Tommy said, "I love to see.......EVERYTHING!!"

(Another little twitch in Brandon's Jeans)

Brandon began to show Tommy around the cafe, to explain his duties.

"This will be your station to start", Brandon said as he pointed to a set
of tables in one corner of the eating area. "This area is usually the
slowest, so I'll let you start here to get you used to the business and see
what all you can handle."

"Oh I know I could handle this," Tommy remarked, "In fact, I can handle
just about anything."

"Well sometimes it can get pretty rushed during the lunch hour."

"Oh I think I can handle the customers too," Tommy Grinned.

"Well, that was what I was talking about," Brandon said.

With a shy look,and a small little smirk, Tommy asked, "What did you think
I was talking about?"

"I, um, thought you were talking about, um, well, the customers, I
suppose." Brandon stammered.

"Oh yes, those too!"

" 'Those Too' "?

"Yes, the customers too" Tommy Giggled.

"Those too, and what else?" Brandon was getting confused.

"And I can handle anything else you poke at me," Tommy answered.

Brandon's face was getting a little blushed, and he wasn't sure why. "Let
me show you the waiters' station," he said and turned toward the counter.

As Brandon was showing Tommy how to work the coffee machine, he could feel
Tommy standing very close and brushing up against him. As Tommy was much
shorter, Brandon's theigh would brush up just above Tommy's hip. Brandon
found the brushing a bit arousing and tried to concentrate on what he was
doing.

This is not supposed to be happening. Brandon was thinking, I am supposed
to be showing a new employee what to do.

Brandon wasn't sure, but he think he felt Tommy's hand brush litely over
his butt.

Brandon thought, if he keeps this up, I'm gonna take him to the back room,
bend him over and show him what he's trying to start something he won't be
able to finish!

Oh wait!!

That might be what the little kid really wants!

Brandon explained the coffee maker, ".......and you really gotta be careful
about pouring in more water at the top. It gets really really hot!"

"Hot is good," Tommy said with a large grin, "I can really really handle
hot!"

Damn, Brandon thought, I gotta start wearing looser pants!!

AS the day moved on, customers came and customers went. Tommy seemed to fit
right in, serving them well and making their dineing very pleasant. Brandon
watched him closely, and mostly watching his tight little butt. The front
of his jeans staying tight all day.

As the day came to a close and the last customer left, Mr. Willis asked
Brandon to stay and stock up for the next day, as he had some important
errands to take care of.

"How do you think Tommy will work out?" he asked.

"I think he'll do great. He's good with the customers and very effecient,"
Brandon answered.

"And he's got a cute ass?"

"Oh, I.....um.....didn't really notice," Brandon stammered.

"Oh yea....right!" Mr. Willis grinned, "Well, show him the stuff we are
supposed to do at closeing."

"I'll do that," Brandon answered.

And as Mr. Willis was walking out the door, and called over his shoulder,
"And anything else you can think of." and laughed.

Brandon was not really sure what he meant by this, but he did have some
images come to mind. He turned to look for Tommy, and found him standing
right be hind him, wearing a big grin, showing perfect white teeth.

"Well, I'm supposed to show you the stuff we do at closeing," Brandon said,
trying to keep a business-like manor.

"I'd like to see all your stuff", Tommy answered.

Trying to hide his blush, Brandon walked past him saying, "Come on, I'll
show you the stock room."

They walked to the back of the kitchen and Brandon opened the stock room
door and led Tommy in.

"This is where we keep all the supplies we need to set out for the next
day." Brandon said.

Tommy looked around, and strolled along the shelves, looking at the
supplies. "You have a lot of nice things in here," he said, "but not my
favorite thing to eat."

"And what would your favorite thing to eat be?" Bradon asked, with a bit of
supprise.

Tommy turned to him with a big grin and answered "Spermies."

"Spermies?"

"Spermies!"

Brandon stammered, with a little smirk, "I'm sorry, we must be all out of
that at the time."

"Oh no you aren't", Tommy said as he slowly approached Brandon and placeing
his hand on Brandon's crotch. "I think you have a lot of spermies in
stock!"