Deep Touch – Part 1

Garret waited in line as the announcer called each students name through the loud booming microphone. He watched as fellow students ascended the stage, shook the deans hand, and then collected their graduating certificate. Garret was anxious, excited, and proud. Over the last two years, he had studied diligently and put in hundreds of hours of supervised massages.

Today is the day, I am finally becoming a licensed massage therapist. Garret anxiously rubbed his clammy hands against his robe, and then he heard his name called out.

As Garret walked across the stage, he turned and looked out over the auditorium and saw his family. He watched as they took photos of him and he casually smiled and waved as his footsteps moved him closer to the dean and his long awaited certificate.

Just like that, within seconds, it was over and he had his document. As he descended the stage, he could hear the clapping crowd fade behind him and he quickly made his way towards his classmates. He beamed as his friends gave each other hugs, took photos, and promised to keep in touch.

The rest of the day was a busy blur to him. He found his family in the lobby and they did the usual hugs, congratulations and photo taking. Garret could see the pride in his father’s eyes as he admired his sons graduating certificate.

Garret was part of a blended family. His dad had remarried a younger and absolutely stunning lady named, Mia. Her skin was tanned, her body was slender yet still curvaceous, and she was quick-witted with her tongue. She also had a son, named Gabriel, who was now his step-brother. Gabriel was the typical macho, self-obsessed, Puerto Rican guy.

Gabriel was still in school and he loved playing baseball. He was definitely easy on the eyes, and girls constantly flirted with him. Like his mom, he had beautiful brown skin, piercing brown eyes and jet black hair that he kept short and faded at all times.

Garret had inherited features from his father. His skin was nicely tanned from laying by the pool and his dirty blond hair and blue eyes were always complimented by others. Garret had a tall and slender body frame and he was very toned from running each morning. He and his stepbrother couldn’t have been any more different.

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Garret was laying on his bed when he heard a knock at his door.

“Hey Garret, it’s me Gabe, are you awake?”

“Yea, come in.”

Garret watched as Gabriel entered the room and closed the door behind him. Garret broke the silence and spoke first, “What’s up bud, everything ok?” Garret propped himself up in bed as Gabriel sat at his desk.

“So, you’re like a real massage person now right?” Gabe’s tone and body language indicated he was nervous and hesitant. He stared at the floor as he continued. “Like, do you know anything about sports medicine?”

Garret waited until Gabe was silent before he replied, “I know a little about sports medicine, but I am an LMT and I am trained in muscle reflexology and stimulation. What’s bothering you?”

“Well, I was at practice today and when I slid into third base, I think I pulled a muscle in my thigh. It’s really sore and I figured I’d ask you for advice.” Gabe again stared at the floor as he spoke.

Garret thought for a moment before he offered a solution. “Let me pull out my massage table and I’ll examine your thigh and we can go from there. Sound like a plan?”

Gabe looked up at him and nodded his head yes. “You sure you don’t mind?”

“It’s what I went to school for bro.” Garret laughed as he unfolded his massage table. He looked over at Gabe who was still sitting. “You’ll need to drop your shorts though, I want to see if there is any bruising before we start.”

Gabe went red in the face from embarrassment.