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Home Away From Home - 11. Chapter 11

The morning was filled with good food and light chatter. As we were leaving, Rita whispered in my ear, “There seems to be a change in the air. Do I read that as an agreement or an acknowledgement of a relationship.”

“Yes, we had a good talk last night before dinner. I had a few fears that were put aside and he’s a very convincing boy. Now you and Tony have a job to get him enrolled in my university.”

“We already have done that and leased a two bedroom apartment close to the school. Tony moves fast, your scholarship has been settled as well.”

I was a little surprised at how fast Tony moved. “Does Anthony know this or are you going to surprise him?”

“I think Tony wants to surprise him.”

“Hey, what are you two whispering about?”

“Massages, your mom and dad want a massage this morning.”

“No massages unless I’m there. Can’t trust you Navy men.”

I walked for about 10 yards when it hit me, Navy men, sinking the sub. What a dirty mind my boyfriend has. I started to laugh and began chasing him toward our suite. “I have some training to do, then I’ll be over to give you both a massage.”

Chasing Anthony into our suite, I tackled him with both of us falling on the bed. He looked up at me and started to laugh. I looked into his eyes and gave him a toe curling kiss. “I love you. I need to get dad busy enrolling me at your university. Where do you live in a dorm or apartment?”

“Neither, I stay at home and travel each day.”

“Well, that has to change. So which would you prefer, a dorm room or an apartment?”

“Which do you prefer?” I already knew that it would be an apartment.

“I don’t care as long as you are there to share it.”

“That deserves a kiss and then I have two massages to give.”

“There will be three but the third one will be later tonight.”

I tickled him, kissed him again and headed next door. “Wait, I was serious, I want to go with you. I can talk to my dad about school.”

I knocked on Rita and Tony’s suite, then entered. Tony was standing with a towel wrapped around himself, “Rita is taking a shower, so if it’s ok, you can give me my massage first.”

“Dad, can we talk while Carlo gives you a massage?”

“Sure, what is on your mind?”

While Anthony and his dad talked about schools, I set up the massage table and selected two oils. When the table was ready, I tapped Tony on the shoulder and indicated for him to get on the table face down. I took the towel he was wearing and placed it across his buttocks. Rubbing some oil in my hands, I started to massage his shoulders. They felt a little tense, probably from this morning’s work out. As I began to loosen the muscle knots, I think he fell asleep. That was, until Anthony yelled, ‘dad wake up’.

As I gave him a deep massage of his muscles in his shoulder, they began to talk about schools. I already knew where Anthony was enrolled, but didn’t say anything. I continued to massage Tony’s back moving to his thighs and legs. I then had him to turn over and just as I was finishing, Rita came out of the bathroom with a large towel wrapped around her. “Carlo, are you finished with Tony?”

“Just about Rita, there are a few muscles in the neck that need to be relaxed and then the table is yours.” One thing about giving a massage, although you are working on a body, you tend to concentrate on a set of muscles and not the body. So the rise in Tony’s towel when Rita came into the room, I didn’t noticed but Anthony did and started to chuckle.

“What are you chuckling about?”

“Another sub will need to be sunk.” That was when I noticed Tony’s arousal by his wife.

“I think you should leave while I give your mom a massage.”

“No, I’ll be good and not make any comments.”

I left the towel on Tony and helped him off the table. Then took a fresh towel and wiped down the table before helping Rita on. I folded the towel across her buttocks and began to relax her shoulder muscles. Anthony was watching what I was doing with a lot of interest. “Will you teach me how to give a massage?”

“Only if I’m your only customer.”

“That’s not fair, I could give massages at the university and earn some extra money.”

“I’ll earn the extra money, that’s a man’s job.” The swift boot to the seat of my ass followed by a laugh was the answer I got from Anthony. Rita just laughed and as Tony came out of the bathroom dressed looked puzzled.

“What did I miss?” Rita told him what happened. “That’s right Carlo, the man makes the money.” Then he started to laugh and I saw Anthony’s foot headed toward his dad’s ass.

As I was giving Rita a massage, I was showing Anthony the what, how and why of a massage. Rita was humming under my ministrations. The aroma of the massage oil was invading the room. I had chosen gardenia like the first time I gave her a massage. “Don’t go to sleep on me, if you remember this is the scented oil I used for your first massage.”

Tony looked at me and I told him about the first massage I gave Rita. “That was the first massage I gave to anyone, I selected an oil with the fragrance of a gardenia. As I was massaging her back, she went to sleep. I didn’t noticed until it was time for her to turn over. She was in a dead sleep. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t leave her on the table, so I shut my eyes, picked her up and laid her in bed. Covered her with a sheet and left. I had to go and relax, worried that I screwed up and it would cost me my job. It was Chet who brought me out of my mind by telling me that it was lunch time.

Rita just smiled. “You need to teach me how to give her a massage. I would love to put her to sleep.”

“You bad man, you put me to sleep another way.”

Anthony yelled, “Too much information. I’m leaving.”

I just laughed. “Did you tell Anthony about school?”

“No, just that I have a list of four schools and Doug is checking them out.”

“Who is Doug?"

“Doug works for me. He handles a lot of my non-business work. He’ll sort out the school, the apartment and your scholarship. He’s a good guy and very effective in what he does.”

“Will I get to meet him?”

“Yes, he’ll meet you at school and show you the apartment. How are you getting back to school?”

“I rode down with Chet, so I’ll probably ride back with him.”

“You may have another passenger when you go back. Will you have room?”

“Sure, he can ride on my lap.” Tony just laughed. “But he’ll need clothes for school and I'm sure he’ll want some personal items.”

“By the time you get back, Doug will have moved all of Anthony’s clothes to the apartment and his personal effects. Remember, I said Doug is very efficient. But what about your clothes and personal effects?”

“That wouldn’t be a problem. First, I need to tell my folks I’m moving out and then when they recover from that shock, I tell them about Anthony and my new life. They will either throw me out after that or give me a hug and kiss.”

“Your folks don’t know you’re gay?”

“No, I never focused on my sexuality until I met Anthony. I never had an affair. I was too busy working or studying. This really is the first vacation I have ever had. If it wasn’t for Chet getting me this job, I would be working from 7 to 11 each day, except Sunday, at two jobs, supermarket and cabinet shop. That is how I earn my school money. My dad is a hard working man but he’s lacking an education. He grew up on a farm and his schooling was sacrificed to a working farm. He was the only son. Even to this day he loves to be in his garden. My mom is an Italian house wife and boy can she cook, almost as good as my grandmother. They want me to succeed and want a good life for me. I love them very much. They have taught me tolerance, patience and to be caring about other people. I’m proud of them, I think they'll be ok with me being gay. They'll be more upset with me moving away. But they will be close and I’ll go and see them often.”

“Sounds like the kind of people I’d like to meet.”

“I’m sure you’ll have that chance. Ok Rita, you’re finish and I’ll let Tony put on the finishing touch. Look. she’s asleep again. I’ll let you put her into bed.” I put the table away and left for my suite and lover. Maybe I’ll put him to sleep.

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