Again folks. This is a work of pure fiction and it has nothing to do with any real living persons. (Too bad!)
Tony Struggled to continue his job of caring for the Bower's home as though the biggest thing in his life had not just happened. He and Jonathan were now a pair and he felt like he could jump to the moon! But he had to subdue his emotions and keep his cool. Every time he looked at Jonathan his heart would jump up to his throat, making it hard to breath. While Tony was serving breakfast the morning after their encounter, Jonathan tossed him a little wink. Tony almost passed out where he stood. Yeah, it was going to be tough keeping cool.
It had been a week since Tony and Jonathan opened up to each and everything seemed as though it was going to be OK. Tony had a long talk with Jonathan and explained what kind of trouble he could get into if anybody found out. Jonathan told him he understood and it would be their secret forever. Tony was impressed with how adult-like Jonathan was handling all of this. He loved Tony and knew Tony loved him. He didn't see why enjoying their love was considered to be a bad thing. There was nothing bad about it. But he also understood the gravity of the situation should they be caught. This just made Tony love the boy even more.
On Wednesday night after dinner Mona told Tony she had a little gift for him up in her apartment. This got a few raised eyebrows and a couple of jokes around the table. But Tony didn't think it was so funny. Mona had been giving Tony and Jonathan funny looks lately and Tony feared for the worst. It was probably just his overactive nerves fooling him but just the same, he was worried.
The dinner ended and Mona went home. Angela, Samantha and Jonathan went into the living room and watched TV while Tony cleaned up. After the last of the dished were put away Tony joined them. A new show called "Malcom in the Middle" was on and everybody loved it. "Hey." Tony said as he bounced up off of the couch after the show. "Anybody up for some dessert?" Both kids enthusiastically answered "Yes!" and Tony headed back to the kitchen. "Wait a minute, Tony." Angela said, getting up from the couch. "You're supposed to go see Mother tonight, weren't you?" Tony stopped in his tracks. "Oh. Oh yeah. I almost forgot." Angela said, "You go ahead. I'll get the desert." "OK", Tony said. "Thanks. I won't be gone long."
Angela followed Tony into the kitchen and as Tony opened the back door Angela said, "If you come back with a big smile I'm going to kill her." Tony forced a big fake smile and said, "You mean like this?" Angela barked out an involuntary laugh and waved Tony off.
Tony walked out into the cool night air and breathed in deeply. His heart was pounding wildly and his hands were shaking. He went to the stairs of Mona's loft apartment and slowly climbed them, telling himself over and over that she really did just want to give him something. In a way she did. He reached the top of the stairs and rang the doorbell. "Come in, Tony." Mona called from within. Tony opened the door and walked in.
Mona sat on the couch, two glasses and a chilled bottle of wine sat on the coffee table. She patted the couch next to her and said, "Come on, Tony sit down. I won't bite." Tony shook himself then sat next to Mona. "So, Mona. What's up?" Mona gestured toward the wine and said. "Why don't you poor us a glass, Tony." He did as she asked. He had to try very hard to keep the shaking of his hands from showing when he handed Mona her glass. She held the glass up and said, "Let's have a toast, shall we?" Tony raised his glass to meet hers. "A toast to You, Tony." Relieved, Tony smiled wide and said, "Thank you, Mona. How sweet." Then Mona added, "And to Jonathan." She then touched her glass to his, sat back into the couch and downed the whole glass of wine.
Tony sat frozen, his wine untouched. "Wha... wha... what do you mean by that?" Mona answered softly, "Why, Tony. You know what I mean. You and Jonathan. You know." She drew a big heart in the air slowly with her index finger. Tony looked down at his wine glass then downed it. Then he poured another and downed it. He reached for a third and Mona gently pulled his arm back to stop him. "Look at me Tony." She said. Tony couldn't. She placed her hand under his chin and gently turned his face to her. He looked at her and was surprised to se that she was smiling.
"What did you think I was going to do, Tony? Shoot you? Turn you in? Yell at you?" Mona asked softly. Tony just sat frozen to the couch. "I thought you were the best thing that ever happened to that boy and I still do."
Tony, expression went from shame and fear to complete puzzlement. "You... you mean you're all right with it?" Mona smiled and nodded her head. Tony closed his eyes and sighed in relief. "How did you find out?" Tony asked, his eyes still closed. Mona poured Tony a glass of wine and handed it to him, then poured herself one.
"I'll tell you only if you promise not to get angry with me." Tony was confused again. "Angry? At YOU?" Tony said and drank from his glass.
"Well, Tony." Mona said. "Remember when I decided to turn the loft into an apartment so I could be closer to Angela?" Tony nodded. "Yeah. I thought that was a great idea." Mona drank deeply from her glass. "That's not the only reason. My bedroom window just happens to overlook the west side of the house, which includes your bedroom window... and Jonathan's." Tony thought for a moment, then his face went white. "You mean you've been..." Mona looked down at her glass. "You're a good looking man, Tony. And well, you know me." Tony thought of all the times he'd lay in bed with some of his special pictures, masturbating to them. He never really thought about closing the curtains of his window since his room was upstairs. His embarrassment was now almost as strong as his earlier fear. His cheeks were on fire. He was speechless.
Mona finished off her wine and poured another glass. Well it was all out in the open now. "I'm sorry if I've embarrassed you, Tony." Mona said sincerely. "I just want everything to be out in the open between us. And now that it is, I want you to know that your secret is safe with me. I've known for a long time that Jonathan is gay. He needs a man like you, someone who will be gentle with him and teach him to be a good man. I can tell by the way you look at him that you love him, and I know he loves you. I'm just so grateful that you're here for him."
Tony leaned over Mona and gave her a long hug. "Thank you Mona. You don't know what a relief it is knowing that you approve. And I forgive you for looking in on me." Tony let go of Mona and she sat back. "Well," she said. "My spying days have been over for quite some time. The novelty wore off after the first couple of times. I've got bigger fish to fry. When I saw you in Jonathan's room last week I was closing my curtains. It was all by chance." Tony smiled, the wine starting to get to him. "So," he said. "Did you watch the whole thing?"
Mona smiled back. "I couldn't look away. You're some lover." Tony smirked, pretending modesty. "Well, it runs in the family. You know, Italian passion."
Mona put her glass down and got up. Tony stood up as well. Mona said, "I told you I have a gift for you and I do.
She reached under the coffee table and pulled out a gift wrapped box and handed it to Tony. Tony took the gift and opened it, thanking her as he did. He pulled out two pair of bikini briefs, one large and one small. Both were light yellow with pink hearts. In the center of the large pair was the word "His". On the small pair it said "Little His". Tony could feel the heat creeping back into his cheeks again. "Gee, Mona." He said. "You shouldn't have." He comically held the small pair up to his crotch and said, "Are these for me too?" Mona rolled her eyes and said, "Go home, Tony. The wine and this conversation are knocking me out."
Tony leaned forward, kissed Mona on the forehead and said, "Thank you for everything, Mona." She waved him off. "Yeah, yeah. Goodnight, Tony. And kiss Jonathan goodnight for me." "I will." Tony said, then left the apartment.
Tony didn't realize how long he'd been up at Mona's. When he walked into the kitchen the house was silent. He looked up at the clock over the sink. It was 10:30 and everybody was in bed. He made his way through the dark living room and up the stairs. He checked in on Jonathan before retiring to his own room.
Jonathan lay in bed awake. Tony closed the door behind him. The night-light next to the bed gave off enough light so he could his little lover. Jonathan watched as Tony sat down on the bed. "Why were you gone so late?" Jonathan asked. "Oh, me and Mona had a few drinks and talked a lot. Shouldn't you be asleep?"
Jonathan yawned then said, "I guess so. I just wanted to wait until you got home." Tony leaned over Jonathan.
"Mona told me to give you a kiss." Jonathan smiled sweetly. Tony placed his lips on Jonathan's and was surprised when the boy's mouth opened. Tony's lips parted as well and he tasted the warm, wet sweetness of Jonathan's mouth. The kiss lasted a long time and Tony was becoming very aroused.
Jonathan whispered into Tony's ear, "Can we do it again Tony? I really want to." Tony sat up with some difficulty. "Of course we can little buddy, but not tonight. It's too risky. But I've got a little surprise for you. This weekend you and me are going camping. It'll be just you and me. We'll have plenty of time for that, I promise." Jonathan's mouth dropped open and he gave Tony a big hug. "I love you Tony!" He said. "I love you too, little buddy. Now go to sleep." Tony smoothed Jonathan's blanket over then left the room and went to bed himself.
Once in his own bed, Tony removed his clothes and took care of himself. "This one's for you, Mona." Tony left the curtains open for the last time.