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Subject: It Ain't Tiffany's Section 3 Gay adult youth OK sorry I had it completed. Then I started talking to my good friend Kevin Night and well things changed a lot. But, I believe it made the story much better.I wish you all peace love and good happiness. Now Im going to go hang out by the Hudson river because im on a vacation from one job and only had to work 3 days at the other. It has been some much needed. time to myself to think and reflect. I want to be very serious here a moment I really would like for you to donate to Nifty. Nifty is a nice place to visit. When I first starting writing Transitions I was severely depressed. I was nearly at my wits end. I was very VERY seriously contemplating taking my life. Now Im not saying NIfty saved my life. But, it has certainly been a help in thinking if I do that then my readers wont know the end of the story. I hate that. So it has helped greatly. So if you have a few extra dollars send them to Nifty. If you live in America and got a stimulus check.. Well Nifty can be pretty fucking stimulating. SO yeah help a brother or sister out here. Eric I hope you enjoy the newest installment. It Ain't Tiffany's Part 3 An Eric Murphey Adventure A few weeks have passed and I decided I was curious about the flooring in the kitchen. Surely someone didn't put tile over the top of hardwood floors. I mean how stupid is that? So when I got done with feeding Kenny and Jenny and they went off to school I got out a hair dryer and heated up a tile in the corner. It took some doing. But, I got it up. I guess a hair dryer isn't the best option. But, its what I had handy. I peeled off the tile and was surprised and not that beneath it was indeed hard wood floors. I just couldn't believe it. Why would you do that. Its like painting a piece of cherry wood. Its just.... Why? So i googled on my phone how the hell to actually remove tile and refinish the floor. After I looked for an hour or so i thought. Well, maybe i will put down new tile. But, i am sure that like putting pineapple on pizza its a cardinal sin and I would go to hell for sure for it. If I actually believed in such places. So i got some coffee and headed to the porch. I saw Mr Green out and headed over to talk to him. As I walked up I say to him. "You know some dumb son of a bitch covered hardwood floors with tile in my kitchen." "Yup. Doesn't surprise me." "So now I got to remove the tile sand and finish. Seems like a lot of work. Its times like these I wish I was rich and could just pay some poor schlub to do it." "It is a lot of work for sho. I done it plenty of times." "I bet it takes me a month. But, I also bet that when its done it will look amazing." "It will. You takes yo time and does things right. I like that about you. House looks real nice now you got it all painted. I likes looking at it now. Befo it was a eye sore." "Thanks. It does look good now doesn't it?" I say admiring my house from this vantage point. We sit in silence a good bit and Mr Green breaks the silence. "You know. I caint do the tile removing no more. Its too hard fo an old man.. But, I wouldn't mind hepin you refinish the floor. I ain't done it in a long time. I think it be something fun to do." "I cant ask you to do that." "You dint ast. I offered. Jus cuz me and Methuselah is brothers don't mean i cant still work." I laugh at his remark. "Well, I would be honored if you helped me." "You done a lot to that house. When you first moved in I knew right away you was gonna be a good neighbor. A good friend is a nice surprise too. Specially at my age." "I agree. Its nice having a good friend to talk shit out with." "Yup sho is. So when you wanna get started?" "I guess I could head down to the Menards and talk to Butch and see what all I need." Mr Green laughs at me. "What?' "You spend so much time down ta that sto you knows em by name. You is becoming a Buckeye fo sho." "Maybe." "Nah ain't no mebbes bout it. The difference tween a person in the Midwest and ever where else is ifn you are in Walmart and someone ast you where sumthin is you not only tell em you show em. If'n you works there or not." "I fucking did that last week." I say laughing. "See you is a true Buckeye now Gary. Like it or not." "I like it." I say smiling. A nice cool breeze is blowing. There are big puffy clouds int he sky. The birds are singing in the trees. Its a truly perfect day I think. We sit about another hour. Sometimes talking, sometimes not. That's what I love about our friendship. We are comfortable around each other. So we don't feel a need to fill the air with chit chat about nothing. Granted we do bullshit about nothing. But, we don't have to. "Well, i guess i better be heading down to the Menards. I want to get this shit started." "Mine if I ride with ya?" "Not at all." So we went to Menards and we got everything we needed. Mr Green corrected the "Floor specialist" about a few things. The guy was really impressed with my friends knowledge. I guess if you do something for 60 years you kind of know your shit. We get it all loaded and shit its a lot. Just not material but, cost. We get back to the house and I got Mr Green and I some carry out from McDonald's for lunch as it was that time and we were hungry. We get back to my house and sit on the porch and have out lunch. "It is a perfect day. Weather is great. Life is great and I get to spend it with a friend." 'Yup. Do make it better to share wit someone. We eat and then he heads to his house after giving me instructions on how to remove the tile easiest without damaging the wood underneath. I get started and i tell you what its hard fucking work. The guys that do this for a living. Hats off you earn your money and then some. After a couple hours I am just beat. I did manage to get about half the tile up. It is going quicker then I expected. But, not as fast as I wished. Then again what does? I clean up my mess which is a rather large one. That takes an hour and the children come tromping in. "Dang Mr Jones you done tore up yo flo." Kenny says. "When I am done with it. It will be beautiful. "Good cuz it was ugly before." Jenny states her opinion. Which is accurate. It was extremely ugly Burnt orange anything from the seventies is gross. How we used to look at it and think. That looks nice. Like the kitchen in the Brady Bunch. I look at it now and think its atrocious. But, back in the day it looked pretty damn good. And bell bottoms. What the hell was wrong with people in the 70's. I was little so it wasn't drugs for me. Maybe everyone else was fucked up on qualudes? Had to be. Had to be something. And shag carpeting. What was that about? My grandma used to have a rake attachment for her vacuum and would rake the carpet. I swear I'm not kidding. Shit was crazy then. You know if grandma was on ludes that would explain a lot. "Yes indeed. Mr Green is going to help me and we are going to sand it down. Then it will look like the floor in the living room." "It will look good." Jenny giving her consent of my idea. "He old. How he gonna hep you?" "Hey you said I'm old the other day." "Yeah but he real old." Kenny says. "Just because someone has a few years on them. Don't discount them. They have lots of useful knowledge sometimes. But, sometimes they are just as big of dumb asses as they were when they were young. So what do you guys feel like for dinner?" "Frish and fies." Kenny says. "So Frish it is." Kenny one time was excited telling his mom we had fish and fries and got it all mixed up. We all thought it was funny so now its always frish and fies. Sometimes just FF for short. So I get out the cooking sheets and preheat the oven. I get it all ready and pop it in when it tells me its heated up. I of course washed my hands first because they were as Jenny would say in her exaggerated tone. They is naaasty. We go to the living room and turn on some cartoons for the children. OK for me too. Its fine I like Sponge Bob. I find it funny. Sue me I got nothing anyway. We watch and laugh a while. I hear the timer go off as do the hunger machines I have now. I love them so its OK they are eating me out of house and home. They hear the timer too and go to their choirs. They get the table set and grab us all a soda. We sit down and have a nice dinner. Granted its a bit early. But, I worked up an appetite. The evening was rather uneventful. Dee came over when she got done with work. We chat a while and of course when she walks in Kenny the town crier announces I done tore up my kitchen. Dee of course has to see and is told me its going to look great. I sure hope so. She has her dinner and we chat a while about everything and nothing. She and the children head home after hugs and kisses. I tell you that is the best part of my day. It makes me feel loved. People need to feel loved. I hadn't felt it in so long I forgot how good it felt. I guess for a long time I felt I didn't deserve to be loved. But, everyone deserves love. Even if its from a pet. Pets are nice. I have always wanted a dog. I just never felt the city was fair to own a dog in. I mean it seems mean to have a dog and no grass for it to play in. Maybe I will get a dog. I took a very hot bath when they left so the muscles I have never used in my life I am sure wont ache so much. At least that's the hope. I head to bed shortly after and think about the day. How it was mundane and nothing special. But, because it was spent with people I love and that love me it made it a truly special day. I fell asleep pretty easily. When I woke the next morning I was stiff and I'm not talking about my cock. It hurt to move. I thought. Fuck what would I feel like if I didn't soak last night. I go to the restroom and take care of business and grab a naproxen and take it with a glass of water. I head downstairs and think I will make waffles today. I got some strawberries at the store the other day and they look really nice today. SO I start making batter when I hear the clumping of a child entering my house. Without turning around I say. "Good morning Kenny." "How you know its me?" "Either you or a herd of buffalo." He giggles at me. "Whatchoo makin?" "Waffles." "Cool." "I figured you would like that idea." "Sho do." He says hugging me around my waist. I rub his back as he does. Hugs are nice. When he lets go of our embrace i turn to finish pull out the waffle iron and groan as I do. 'You alright Mr Jones?" "I'm sore is all." I put the waffle iron on the counter and get it set up. I get a coffee and sit down. Kenny gets behind me and starts rubbing my shoulders. "Oh buddy that feels so nice." I moan. "Yeah mamma says I is the best back rubber ever." He says proudly. "I agree." He is kneading my muscles with his little fingers and the skin to skin contact feels really nice. He continues a few minutes when Jenny walks in and sees him rubbing my shoulders. "You hurting Mr Jones?" "Yeah I worked hard yesterday. I'm lazy and I'm not used to real work." She smiles and gets behind me and starts rubbing my back. I just lean forward and put my head on the table as the children massage my aching back and shoulders. It felt amazing. Their little soft fingers rubbing my back. It was delightful. After probably ten minutes I announce. "I better get breakfast started. Don't want you guys late for school." "It be OK if we miss." Kenny says. "I don't think so." I say and tickle his tummy as I get up. Making him giggle. I make the waffles up and top them with sliced strawberries . I let them butter them and put on syrup. They always like when i sprinkle powdered sugar over them so I did of course. Got to make the customers happy even if it ain't Tiffany's. They get their bellies full and I watch from the porch as they get on the bus. I go back in and clean up the mess and start working on the floor again. I spent from breakfast until a little after one scraping that shit up. You know it seems like they were all a little loose until I want them to come up. Then they hold on like super glue. I clean up all the mess and look at the floor. The glue is everywhere. Its going to suck sanding this down. But we did rent an industrial floor sander. I just have to go pick it up now. So that's what I did after I had a sandwich and a few chips. I lug the heavy ass thing from the truck to the house when I get back. I am not a patient person. When I start something I want it done and done now. But, I can put it off forever. I know I'm weird that way. I start sanding away and its going along really nicely. I get about a quarter of it done when I see feet in front of me. I look up and smile at Jenny. I turn off the sander and smile at her. "Mr Jones you done got dust up in here everywhere." "Its the price of beautiful floors." I say and blow dust from my face. I look around and there must be a foot of dust on everything. OK I exaggerate some. But, she wasn't lying. It is everywhere. I run my fingers through my hair and let loose a ton more. "Sweetie why don't you go over to Mr Greens. I want to get this done today. I don't want to pay any more rental on this contraption." "Kay. I was just wanting to say hi." "Love you for it too." I say bringing a smile on her face. She walks over and has me bend over and she kisses my cheek after she wipes off the dust. She heads out and I go back to it. I do get done around 6 or so and it looks pretty good. I go get Mr Greene to inspect my work. I did it exactly how he instructed so it wouldn't be wavy and he looks at it. "You dint do bad. Can tell you ain't done it befo. But, it looks good. No one else will notice what I do." "Thanks." I say. We chat a few minutes and I order a couple pizzas from pizza hut because its Kenny's turn. Honestly I am not a fan of their pizza its very greasy. But, its Kenny's turn so he would have chosen them. Mr Green and I go sit on the porch and the children are racing around the yard. Its not a lawn yet its still got my truck parked in it. I need to get the swing set put up so I can put the truck in there. I'm not white trash for crying out loud. I wipe down the table and get all the dust from it. It has a lot. I put some paper plates on it and some paper towels. We head out to the porch and I sip my soda and wait for the pizza to arrive. The children see us sitting and come over with us. Kenny starts rubbing my shoulders standing behind me. It feels heavenly. I groan as he starts. "That boy got magic fingers." Mr Green says. "You ain't lying." I kind of moan. It takes a while but, the pizza arrives and we take it in to eat. "Hey Mr Jones you got paper plates on the table. You told us that they are bad for the planet and we shouldn't use them." Kenny says. "You are right. But, I am tired and at this very moment I don't think four paper plates will ruin the world." We all eat and Kenny keeps complaining about the paper plates. How I said this and I said that. I finally say to him. "You now it ain't tiffanys." "You always be saying that." "I always be meaning it." I say back to him in equally as bad of grammar making him giggle. We finish our dinner and the children head home when their mom arrives. I tell them I am tired and will be going to bed soon and just want to hear nothing as my ears are ringing from the sander. I head upstairs and put on some music on my computer. I got a pretty good set up and i can hear it pretty well in the bathroom. That and I got one of those little speakers you can take wherever you want to go. Blue tooth thingy. I really should know more about technology since I actually write programs but, I just don't. It oddly doesn't interest me. It used to. But, its gotten to be just too much its overwhelming. I put on some Tom Petty as it just seems like something nice i enjoy. I put on the Apartment Song which is one no one has ever heard of and is one of my favorites. I am softly singing along as I start the water and climb in the tub. I just put it all on random play. After that its American Girl. Its weird I hear that song and think its the theme of the late 70s early 80s in America. I think girls in tight nylon pants with punk style hair cuts. The mullet begins. Its weird what certain songs will make you think of just from hearing them. I relax in the tub for a good hour. I get out and look like a prune. I dry off and go climb in bed and read for a while. Its nice I haven't read in a while. I don't know why i don't. Then I think of the troublesome twosome and smile. They are better then reading I think and smile. Before I go to sleep I have a wank about a nice boy I saw when I picked up the sander and off to sleep I go. I wake the next morning and I make some eggs up for a frittata for the family as I am thinking of them as. Because really they are all I have. Well, my sister. But, she has her own life. It includes me. But, I'm a small part of it. I'm not complaining because its the same for me. We have separate lives states away now. We all have breakfast and the kids off to school. Dee off to work and me cleaning all the dust so we can Finnish the floor. I decided on just a clear coat as I like the look of natural wood. It takes a few hours and I make myself some lunch and sit on the porch to eat it. I wave at Mr Green who is on the porch at his house. He of course waves back. I eat and sit for a while. I am feeling pretty relaxed I grab a cigarette when I throw away my trash. I sit on the porch and smoke it. I go in when I am done. I get everything set up for tomorrow so Mr Green and I can start. The kids get home from school and make an appearance to say hi. They come back over for supper. I made pork chops and fried potatoes with green beans. We ate and they head home with a plate for their mom. I wash and go to bed. Another day of just work. I think being a homeowner is great. Sucks too sometimes. It takes Mr Green and I two full days to complete the job. Mr Green made me laugh when in a hidden spot he put a thumb print in the finish. "Ain't nothin perfect in this world and I ain't gonna be the one to break it." He says laughing. He explained that he had done this his entire career. Its his signature on his work. As we are walking out to the fresh air he sees the newest painting Jenny has done. Its the front of the house with Mr Green and I on the porch chatting and smiling. "That girl. She sure got talent. That's fo sho." "Yeah I mean you can see without any doubt who we are in the painting. She is amazing." "She going places that's fo sho." "If I have anything to say about it she will." "And you will. You kinda like her daddy in a way now. Least that's the way I sees it. I think she kinda sees it that way too." I think about it and smile. I like the thought of them being my children. I certainly couldn't love them any more if they were. "You real good with them chillen. You mostly full of compliments and praise like they needs. But, you also quick to correct them. Tear em up when they need it too." "I never really thought about it before. But, yeah its a nice thought for sure." We sit and chat about nothing until they get home. We enjoy the time we have then I go and make some dinner. Mr Green agreed to eat with us as payment for helping. We had a nice meal I made a beef tenderloin to celebrate the floor. Kenny and Jenny had never had it before as its pretty pricey. I paid almost $40 for the piece of meat. It was delicious and The children agreed it is now their new favorite meal. Why cant people favorite meal be cheap like Ramen noodles. When we are done we clear the table. A few weeks pass and things remain the same and that is just fine with me. Its a good life I have now. I appreciate it and the people in it. I had nothing and no one for so long it feels great to be part of something bigger then just oneself. I am truly enjoying my life now. As before I was just surviving going day to day just doing nothing. I had a very sad life before. So I wake up on Thursday morning and make some coffee and head to the porch to greet the morning. I got up pretty early today and the sun isn't even starting to show. I look to Dee's house and see a light flick on. Well my little buddies will be over in a few minutes. I decide I'm just making some instant oatmeal this morning. I don't feel like doing anything. I look at Mr Greens house and don't see a light on in his bedroom. I usually do at this time and let the thought pass. I go in and start boiling water for the little packets of oatmeal. I make some toast and put it on the table as my first guest arrives. "Morning Mr Jones." Jenny sings to me as she walks into the kitchen. "Morning Miss Jenny." I sing back making her giggle. "I made oatmeal today with some toast and juice." "I like oatmeal." "I know you do." I say and tweak her shiny little cheek. As I say this Kenny in all his cuteness walks in. "She does what?" "Likes oatmeal." "I do to. That ain't nothing special." He says and sits down in his spot. I put oatmeal in their bowls and give them toast. They eat and Dee comes over has a quick bite and heads off to work. The children head to school and I head to the porch. When I get done with a cup of coffee I still hadn't noticed anything going on at Mr Greens house. I thought it was odd. I look at the time on my phone and think. I will go over in ah hour if I don't see anything. I sat for about twenty minutes looking at his house. I admit it I'm worried. He isn't a spring chicken anymore. With that I'm up and out of my chair heading to his house. I start to knock on the front door and see through the window Mr Green laying on the floor face down. "Oh boy" I say. Before I even break in I call 911 for an ambulance. As I am talking I crash through the front door and go to Mr Greens side. "Yes ma'am i just came through the door." "Sir feel to see if he has a pulse." I reach down like I have seen on so many TV shows and movies. I feel his wrist I instantly know. "Ma'am I don't think there is anything an ambulance crew can do." I say as tears start to well up in my eyes. I gently roll Mr Green on his back and look at his opened eyes that no longer have that glimmer in them I had come to love. I let go. I sit on the floor holding my friends hand as he lay on the floor. I wait for what seems like forever until the ambulance crew gets here. They come in and check him out. As I had said he is no longer with us. They load him onto the stretcher and carry him to wherever they take people who have passed. I still am sitting on the floor when a cop shows up. He asks me a few questions and then he is gone. I'm in a complete daze. I look at my phone and its pushing eleven. I don't know if I should call Dee or not. I decide that they are pretty close and I would want to know. And I haven't known him forever like she has. I call her up. "Mr Jones what you calling me for. Maybe a bootie call?" She says laughing. "Dee I need you to come home. Your children are just fine the house is fine. But, I need you here as soon as you can be here." "Whats going on Mr Jones. You OK?" "Kind of. How soon can you be here?" "Ten minutes." "I will see you then." "Mr Jones. Whats going......." I disconnected the call and didn't mean to hang up on her. But, she knew something was really important when I did that and she was screeching around the corner and pulled in my driveway. She raced to the porch and I look at her and I start to tell her then I just start bawling again. She closes the gap between us and holds my head to her breast and is trying to comfort me. I finally let enough out for now I can tell her. "Sit down honey." She does. "I don't know how to say this right. So I will just say it. I um found Mr Green this morning." "Whatchoo mean you found him?" She says trying to figure things out. "I didn't see him moving around this morning, and I went over...." "Oh shit." She says at it hits her. Tears start streaming down her face. "Oh Gary what am I gonna tell my babies. They love that man so much." "I know its killing us all. But, they are young they will bounce back quickly." I say not believing it myself. This pain is deep and I have only known him a short while. They have always known him. I made us some sandwiches we hardly ate. We kind of picked at them and when we heard the bus wheels squealing outside it was hard. They both came in and saw their mom. "Why you home you sick mamma?" Jenny asks. "Kind of. You two sit down. We have to talk to you." We went on to explain what happened. As expected they both cried and we comforted them the best we could. But, sometimes there just is no comfort to be had. Kenny wailed and called us liars. He beat on my chest as I held onto him. Then he finally accepted it and just sobbed for a half hatay escort an hour as I held him against my chest. He cried until he fell asleep. Jenny was no better. Her mom just couldn't do anything for her but, hold her. "Its OK Baby he in heaven now." "I don't want him in heaven. I want him heeeeeeere." Jenny cries. "Me too baby. Me too. The next week or so was really rough for all of us. We had a beautiful funeral for Mr Green. It was pretty easy he had everything set up years ago how he wanted it. We went through the motions for a few weeks and it was not easy for sure. I would look all day at his house hoping he would pop out and shuffle over to my house for a visit. He was such a great friend. I don't think I will have another like him again. He was special that was for sure. After about the second week of wallowing in sadness I decided to try and put it aside. I know Mr Green wouldn't want us carrying on like this. So I decided that the swing set had set in the garage for long enough. Dee and I discussed it and since she rents she didn't want to put it in her back yard. I understand that so today I am putting it in my side yard. That way the kids can have great fun with it. Now I just have to remember how to put it together. I started around noon so far I have all the parts pulled out and have then laid out how I think they go. Its now around 3 and my young friends are due off the bus soon. I go get a coke and make some after school snacks for then to enjoy when they get here. I made some of those fat pretzels like you get at the mall. I saw a video how to make them on YouTube thought I would try it. I did and they loved them. So its a new treat they like to eat and I have fun making. I cook them up a couple a piece. With as little as they are they sure can eat. It makes me happy though when they do. I have tried many times to teach Dee to make some simple things. Yet, she just has no ability to cook. I agree that she could burn Ramen noodles. I don't think its that hard myself. But, some people just cant do certain things. I for example cant figure out a lot of things others think are simple. "Mr Jones We are here!!!!!" I hear Jenny scream from the living room as they come in. Of course I knew they were here. Children just are a bit noisy by nature. Its OK I love them anyway. "In here sweetie." I see them both walk in and put their book bags on the back of their chairs. "Just a week left Mr Jones." Kenny says. "Yep and I am looking forward to spending all summer with you two." I respond to two grinning children. "Whats all that in the yard?" He asks me. "Well, I finally figure I got time to put up the swing set I had in the garage." "I been wondering what that was." Jenny says. "I figure put it up now that you guys will be out of school soon. Give you something to do." We always got something to do with you Mr Jones. Sides you got me some more canvases to paint on." "Yeah but, hardly enough to last the summer sweetie." "No prolly not." She says thinking about it. Hardly enough to last the summer I think. I got her ten. Maybe last the first week. But, I don't know. She does take her time to get it just the way she wants. I found online videos of Bob Ross she loves to watch them. She never remembers his name its just the man with the funny hair. But, it is great fun to watch her paint. She is getting really good at it. Her art teacher came by to talk to me and suggested a couple pf summer programs for her. Her mom even though she is making more money doesn't feel she can afford them. I admit they are a bit pricey. But, I did sign her up for one. I hope she likes it because it cost $500. She did get a scholarship into another. That one she is really excited about. Of course when it comes to art she is always excited. Some people still give her crap saying its a waste of time. But, following a passion is never a waste of time. Even if you never get anything from it other then enjoyment. But, she is really good. I am certain she will make a good living at it. The world needs more dreamers as Willy Wonka would say. "Sit down guys I made some pretzels." "Cool. Did you do the cinny ones? "Yes Kenny I made the cinnamon ones you love." "Your so cool Mr Jones." "Buddy I am hardly cool. But, I'm glad you think so." After they have their snack we head outside. Jenny grabs her easel and paints. She said she wants to paint me putting up the swing set. "I am sure you can find something better to paint then an ugly white guy." "Mr Jones you ain't ugly. Momma says you is handsome." "No Kenny you are handsome. I'm just an old white guy." "You silly Mr Jones. I think your pretty." Jenny says. "I appreciate it. But, I think we may need to get you some glasses." I say chuckling. She smiles. I start to lay out the pieces as I think they go. I take out my phone and look at the picture I took before we took it down. I think man I should have taken a lot more as we were taking it down. Would have made shit easier. "Mr Jones it don't go there. It goes over heah." Kenny says. I look at what he is pointing to. "You are absolutely right. Thanks buddy." I say to a grinning boy. So after being corrected by Kenny several times on where things should go I get it set up after a couple hours and a lot of cursing which makes the kids giggle every time I drop the f bomb. "I gets to play on it first." Kenny says. "No I got to get on it and make sure its steady. I don't want you guys getting hurt on it." I get up and I walk around. Damn this thing is really huge. I am up and walking a cross from one side to the other. It seems very steady. I did sink the posts into the ground so it wouldn't move at all. "I give it the all clear buddy. Have at it." Kenny tears into it and he is racing up the ladder and into the raised area where the slide is. It kind of looks like a castle in a way as it has two little rooms of sorts raised off the ground on the ends. It also has four swings a teeter totter and a rope for them to climb on. Its really pretty cool. Kenny slips down the slide. "WHOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPIEEEEE!!!!!!!!!" He screams as he goes down. I just smile. I love his excitable self. "I am heading in the house for a while I'm getting a soda." "Can I have one Mr Jones?" He asks. "If you have one now you cant have one with supper." Dee and I agreed they can have one soda a day as to not allow them too much. "Ill wait then." "You want some water or kool aid?" "You got red?" "Kenny red is not a flavor its a color." "Fine. You got strawberry?" "Yes I made some earlier as I know its you twos favorite." "Cool." "Jenny you want some?" "Yes please." "Your a sweet girl you know that?" "I should. You tell me all the time." "I wouldn't say it if it wasn't true." "You say that all the time too." I just shake my head and go get myself a Coke and them some kool aid. When I walk back out I see Kenny has a couple of new friends playing with him. "Mr Jones these is my friends from school Jamal and Jacameron. They ast if they could play I said it was prolly OK." "Its fine Kenny. You boys want some kool aid?" |"Yes suh." Jamal says. "Jacameron you want some as well?" "If you don't mind sir." "I don't mind buddy. If I did I wouldn't have offered." "Thank you sir." He says. They seem like nice boys. I don't mind if they play with Kenny. To be honest I get kind of tired. I'm not old but I am hardly able to keep up with a now eight year old boy as much as he is around. I hope they spend a lot of time here this summer. They are certainly nice to look at. I go and get the boys some kool aid and when I come out they are playing hard at war. Wish they would play something nicer. But, boys like to play war. They have great fun playing and Jenny enjoys herself painting. I snap a few pics to send my sister. She is truly happy for me that I have a nice family that loves and accepts me. The boys play until Dee gets home then I tell them we have to head inside for dinner. Jamal looks at me kind of sad. Jacameron races off. "Jamal you hungry my young friend?" He looks at his feet and kind of shuffles the toes of his shoe in the grass. "We aren't having anything exciting. Just hamburgers and french fries. But, we would like to have you join us if you want." He looks up at me and smiles. "I likes me hamburgers and fries." "Then why don't you go with Kenny and he will show you where to wash your hands for supper." "Thank you Mr Jones." Jamal says. Dee is standing next to me. "That boys a good boy. Shame about his mamma though." I just look at her and wait for an explanation. "She on crack. I bet that boy don't hardly eat at home. Gonna be hard on him this summer. I know she spend of her stamps on crack." "hmph." I say. "Mr Jones you cant be feeding everybody." "I'm not but, I can feed one more little boy with no problem." "I know he will love you for it." "Not why I'm doing it. You know this." "I know. But, you bes be careful. You gone feed him all the time. Like a cat feed em onst they come back everyday." "Dee I have no problem feeding a boy that's hungry you know this." "I know but, to be honest I think you just adopted that boy." I roll my eyes at her. We walk into the house and I start making the hamburgers. I put a ton of fries on two cookie sheets. I have been trying not to fry too much as its bad for me and the children. That and I kind of like fries baked instead of fried. They seem to taste better. The children think so as well. As I am watching the hamburgers I feel Jenny come in and she wraps her arms around my waist and hugs me. "I love you Mr Jones." She says. "I love you too. Why don't you set the table for everyone sweet heart." "Sure." She says with a smile and lets go of me. I cook up several hamburgers. I like to fry them like this diner I used to eat at when I was in the city. I dice up some onions and fry them up with the burgers and push the onions into the burgers. Its nice that way and the aroma is amazing. "So Dee how was life as a vampire today?" I ask pulling her leg a bit." "You know same as usual. Busy, busy, busy." "A vampires job is never done huh?" "No I reckon not." Kenny and Jamal come in and sit at the table. Looks like Jamal washed his face arms and hands. As he is still wet from doing so. Its cute. "Mr Jones you makes the bes hamburgers. Makes McDonald's seem nasty, and i love me some McDonald's." Kenny says. "Thanks Kenny." I say and smile at him. I put the burgers on a plate and get out buns and the condiments that we all like. I did slice some tomatoes and chopped some lettuce as Dee and I both like them that way. I pull the fries from the oven and I put them on a big serving plate. A lot of people put a turkey on it. Not me I put fries on it. They are mounded pretty high because I know Jenny and Kenny love them. I watch and Jenny and Kenny grab a bun as does Dee and Jamal seems hesitant to get one. So I rub the top of his head and grab a bun for him and put a burger on it. I then get a heaping helping of fries as well and put them on his plate. "My friend you will learn if you don't grab what you want fast these heathens will eat it all up/" I say looking at Kenny and Jenny. "We do not." Kenny says giggling. "We kinda do. Its cuz you cook so good Mr Jones." "I really don't cook that well. I think you think that because your mom is such a horrible cook." I say laughing. Dee just laughs. "I try." "What to be a horrible cook. Honey your don't need to try anymore." I say laughing at her. "Fuck you Mr Jones she says laughing." "Oh you wish." I say and smile at her. She winks at me. "I just love the way you always blush." She says smiling. "Jamal you want ketchup, or mustard?" "No sir. Um you got mayonnaise I kind of like that on my burgers." "Sure I do. I got some mayo. If you want some lettuce and tomato on it its right there. Please help yourself." Much to my surprise he does. The other two wont touch a vegetable unless I make them. And I do. Because unlike Ronald Reagan I don't think of kethup as a vegetable. I get out some mayonnaise and grab a knife and spread some on his buns crown. "There you go white boy." I say to him. He looks at me kind of funny. "I ain't white Mr Jones." "Its an old joke from Saturday night live that white people love mayonnaise. He nods his head and smiles. He has a very pretty smile. "Now you eat until your full. If you don't and your hungry its not my fault." I say to him and run my hand over the top of his very short cut hair. He is a very pretty boy that's for sure. "So Jamal how old are you?" "Nine." "You do good in school?" He smiles at me. "Mr Jones he is the smartest kid in his class. He gets all A's." "Really? That's great. What do you want to be when you get older?" "A radiologist. He says. I am a bit surprised. Because most children would say something like basket ball player. Foot ball star. Fire man or something like that. "Interesting choice. Why that field?" "Its neat. You get to help people and make lots of money too." "I suppose that's true. I think its a good choice for a smart young man like yourself." He smiles at the praise. The others have already started eating and Jamal looks at me as I sit down and waits for me to start. He takes a big bite of the burger. He smiles as he is chewing. "I told you Mr Jones cooks good." Kenny says shoving a few ketchup coated fries in his mouth. When Jamal finishes chewing he says. "Mr Jones this is the best hamburger I ever ate." "You must not have eaten many." I say laughing. "Mr Jones you needs to give yourself more credit. I agree with him and I done ate a lot of hamburgers in my life." Dee says. "You are just trying to butter me up because you know I made butterscotch pie for desert." Jenny's eyes light up. "You put the stuff on top too?" She asks. "Yes I put the meringue on top. I know you love it." "Cool." Jamal looks at me with questioning eyes. "I never had butterscotch pie before." He says. "Well, you will today my young friend." He smiles at me that pretty smile again. I can tell he is a good boy. We eat some burgers and fries. When Kenny gets done with his and the fries on his plate he kind of eyes the other burgers on the plate. "You want another one?" I say looking at him. "I don't want to be greedy." "Jamal in this house if you are hungry and eat I will never think of you as being greedy. It makes me happy to see you children eating." "If its alright I kinda would like another hamburger. They are really good." "Of course its alright I say grabbing a bun and putting mayo on it for the white boy. I grab a burger and put it on the bun and put it on his plate. He adds lettuce and tomato. I smile at him. "Best get you some more fries too." I say to him. He grabs the tongs I put on the plate and gets some. He gets as many as I gave him before. He eats every bite too. I don't know where he put it. But, I am not complaining. Makes me happy to watch him eat. Especially if what Dee says is true that his mom doesn't make it a priority to feed him. Breaks my heart as I think about it. No child should be hungry. Its just a damn shame. "Who is ready for pie?" I ask. "Meeeeeeeeee." Jenny says. "Shoot yeah." Kenny says. Jamal just smiles and looks down. "I suppose I can have a piece. I shouldn't I'm getting fat with you feeding us so good all the time." Dee says. "Honey there ain't a lick of fat on you, and I have seen first hand." "Cuz you like walking in on me taking a bath." I blush. Seems like every time I need to talk to her she is in the bath. Its kind of becoming a ritual. I sit and talk with her as she soaks in the tub. I usually have a cigarette when I am talking to her. She has a glass of wine. Its really a nice time. A few times I have gotten in with her and it reminds me of when I was a boy and getting in with my sister. Except my sister didn't give me wood at times. "Its our private time." I say to her smiling. "Yeah it is nice." She says smiling. Kenny and Jenny clear all the plates and rinse them off. I got them trained pretty well on that. I cut up the pie and put a piece on a plate for everyone. I put an extra big piece on Jamal and Jenny's plates. I set the plates in front of everyone and they all dig in. I watch and Jamal's eyes light up at his first bite. "Mr Jones this is so goooood. Thank you." He says to me getting another bite. "Your very welcome." He smiles and has meringue above his top lip. I wipe it off with my finger, and smile at him. Once we are done eating Dee and I as usual get up to do the dishes. "Mr Jones can we watch a movie on your big ole TV?" Jenny asks. "Sure. I downloaded a new one for you guys. Its called Inside Out. I think you will like it. It sounds funny." "Cool." She says. "C'mon Jamal." Kenny says to his friend. When Jamal gets up he walks to me and hugs me. "Thanks Mr Jones. It was real good." I put my hand on his back and rub it as he hugs me. "I am glad you liked it. Now go watch a movie with Kenny and Jenny." "You coming in there?" He asks. "I will be in a few minutes when I get done with the dishes. "I can help." He offers. "No its OK Dee and I got this. Go have fun like boys are supposed to do." I say and rub his back some more. He kind of melts into me as I am. Its obvious this young guy doesn't get a lot of attention. Its a shame too he seems like a good boy. But, I think all children are good. Its just people make them bad. Dee and I talk and laugh as we do the dishes. When we get done she sits down and lights a cigarette. I get up and grab one from the cabinet. I have gotten to buying a pack about every two weeks now. I just smoke one a day. I tell myself that's not bad. Though I know if I'm not careful I will be back to a two pack a day smoker in a minute. I don't want that. I feel better since I quit. I also don't stink all the time. I know I shouldn't toy with it. But, what the hell I really enjoy it. I light one up and smile at her as I exhale a plume of smoke. "I wish I could smoke like you. Just once in a while." "Yeah I wish I could smoke like you all the time." I say smiling. "No you don't or you would." "Well, if I carried them with me. I know I would smoke them all. Its why I keep them in the cabinet. I'm too lazy to come get one." "You anything but, lazy. What you got like four jobs now?" "Yeah but, I don't usually work on but, one project a day." "Kenny said the other day he wants to be like you and work on computer stuff. He thinks you are rich." "Ha. I'm hardly rich." "Yeah but, you do alright. You work what a couple hours a day." "Yeah about that. I guess I do pretty good." We talk about her plans for going back to school in the fall. She is really excited and scared about it too. I assure her she will do great. Hell she finished first in her last class. I don't see her doing worse then that. She is driven that's for sure. She wants a better life for her and her babies. We chat about half an hour and she decides to head to the house. I tell her when the movie is over I will send the kids home. I walk her to the door and we part as usual with a hug and a kiss. I like kissing her. She has nice lips. I see the kids have taken over the couch so I sit in my chair. Jamal like a magnetic comes and sits on the edge of the chair next to me. I just pull him up onto my lap and he leans back into me. I wrap my arms around him and rest my hands on his full tummy. We watch the movie and I gently rub his chest and tummy through his shirt. He seems to really enjoy this. I kiss the top off his head as I would Kenny or Jenny and he looks up at me and smiles. "You a nice man Mr Jones." "I try." He goes back to watching the film. Its pretty funny. We all laugh at it and have a good time watching it. When it ends I turn off the TV. "Time for you guys to head to the house." I say to them. "Kay Mr Jones." Jenny says getting up and putting her shoes back on. Kenny just shoves his feet into his. I notice Jamal's socks have holes in them and his shoes are pretty worn out. As he puts on his shoes I see they seem a bit tight. "What size shoes you where Jamal?" I ask. "These is threes. But they a little tight." "Oh." I get up to walk the children to the door and Jenny of course gives me a hug. I of course hug her back. "Love you Mr Jones." "Love you too." Kenny is of course next. "Love you Mr Jones." He says. It surprises me and not that Jamal is in line for a good bye hug as well. He hugs me and pretty tight too. "Good bye Mr Jones. Thanks for super it was real good." "Jamal anytime you are hungry you come over here and I will make you something to eat. Might just be peanut butter and jelly sandwich but, I will always have something for you." He looks at me to see if I am being truthful. He sees I am and hugs me more. "Thanks Mr Jones." I watch Kenny and Jenny race off to their house and Jamal heads to wherever he lives. I walk back into the house and grab a coke and head upstairs. I turn on my computer and go to Nifty. I a rereading my favorite story on there called Joel. I have read it a couple times. But, its just so beautiful I can read it a hundred times and not be tired of it. A sign of good writing. That and I like this new story Boy From the Shed. I am hoping Sparky put up another chapter. He seems to put one up about every four days. Its a good spacing I think. Cool I think as I see he has. Cant wait to see what the guys do this time. I read and as always love the new chapter. I go back and start reading book 2 of Joel. I know he will be OK but, I always cry when I find out he has cancer. I read a few chapters and head downstairs and turn on the TV and see whats on. I kind of wish I was a normal guy and liked sports center. But, sports don't really interest me. Sometimes I will watch a baseball game or a hockey game. But, its pretty rare. I settle for a marathon of Andy Griffith. I like that show. Its so simple and wholesome. Its a show where you can trust people and no one is out to get anything from you. Nothing like the real world that's for sure. I settle in on the couch and since Kenny isn't here I put my feet up on my coffee table. I feel kind of guilty about it. I guess I'm silly. I watch a few episodes and I look and its around 9:30. I decide I am going to watch another episode or two and then off to bed. About half way through the first episode I hear a light tapping on my door. I am kind of curious because if it was Dee or hers they would just walk in. I get up and I hear it again. So I answer the door and Jamal is standing there. "Hi Jamal. What can I do for you?" He looks down embarrassed. "I was home and I got scared. I was thinking....." "Sure come in. You can keep me company." He looks up at me and smiles his big wide smile. I open the door wider so he can enter. He walks in and hugs me. "Thanks Mr Jones." "Anytime buddy." I say as I rub his back. He looks up at me and smiles. He lets go and I walk in and retake my position on the couch. Jamal takes off his shoes and climbs up on my lap. I do what feels natural and I wrap my arms around him and gently rub his chest and tummy. When the episode ends I take a sip of my Coke and see its empty. "Let me up buddy. I need to go grab another soda." He slips off of me and onto the couch. I walk out into the kitchen and see the pie sitting there. It has a couple pieces left I think what the hell. I put them on plates and carry them back out with my soda. I put them on the coffee table. "Thought you could use another piece of pie." I say to a smile. "It is real good." He says not wasting any time and slips down on his knees on the floor and starts eating the pie. I sit mine down and walk out and grab him a glass of milk. I sit it in front of him and he takes a drink and goes back to the pie. Another episode starts and when he is done he takes both of our plates to the kitchen I hear him rinse them off and he is back on my lap. I kiss the top of his head and he looks up and smiles at me. "Your a good boy." I say to him. He smiles wider if that's possible. I kiss his fore head, and we go back to seeing what Barney and Andy are up to this episode. Once its over he looks up at me. "Mr Jones can I stay here tonight. My moms out working and sometimes she brings the men back to our house and I don't like to be there for that." I know I shouldn't. But, I cant say no to him. I am thinking and I find out later rightly so that his mom is selling herself to support her habit. Sadly a common thing. "Well, I got the extra bedroom so I think it would be alright." "Um Mr Jones?" "Yes sir?" He smiles when I call him sir. "Can I take a bath. We ain't got no hot water." Not a bit surprised by this revelation I answer. "Sure. Let me show you where everything hurma escort is." I say. He slides off my lap and I walk upstairs and grab a towel from the hall closet for him. I walk into the bathroom and see him already naked and bending over showing me his pretty bottom. Its strong I can see. I can even see his little star winking at me. He is checking the water temperature and plugs the drain. He climbs in and sits down. I hand him a wash cloth. "Here you go." I look down and see he has a nice uncut about 2 inch pecker between his legs. It looks interesting I think. Since Kenny has been around. It seems like I am attracted to younger boys now. Weird I think. But, I'm OK with it. I start to walk out. "Will you stay with me?" "Sure." I say and sit on the toilet. He starts talking and I ask questions about him. He seems generally pleased someone s asking about him. I can tell it makes him feel good. We have been talking about ten minutes and he hasn't started washing. So as I do with Kenny I just grab the wash cloth and soap it up and start washing him. I start with his back and then I work on his arms and hands I soap up his chest . Then I get the cup I keep up here for Kenny and Jenny and rinse him off. I lift up one of his feet and Start to clean it making him giggle. "I never had anyone wash me befo its kind of nice." "I do it for Kenny all the time." I soap up one calf then the other. "Stand up so I can get the rest of you." He does as requested. I soap up his beautiful cheeks and then run the towel between his legs and get his legs really well. I turn him towards me revealing a very hard three inch boy package. His balls are pulled up nicely in a tight sack. "Sorry it does that sometimes." "Its perfectly alright with me. Its just natural. Mine does it all the time too." "It ain't as big as Kenny's. But, its pretty big." He says toying with it. "Its a big one alright. Kenny just isn't normal in that area I think." "He got a big one for sure." I run the cloth up and down his legs washing him there. "Here you go you can wash your privates." "Its OK you can do it." He says moving his hand off his boy toy. So I do. I know I shouldn't but I just cant help it. I wash him there and take a little longer then is probably needed. I stroke him up and down as I soap him up. He closes his eyes and I can tell it feels good to him. I stop myself after a few seconds. Even though I realty didn't want to. I then have him sit back down to rinse off and I gently run some shampoo on his very short hair. He leans back against the side of the tub as I massage it in. "That feels real nice Mr Jones." "I'm glad you like it." I say as I finish up and use the cup to rinse off the shampoo. "I think I will wash your clothes so you can have some clean ones for school tomorrow. You want to sit in the tub for a while or get out?" "I reckon I will get out fore I turn into a prune." He says smiling. He unplugs the drain and the water starts to go down. He stands up and I wrap a towel around his beautiful glistening body. My cock is rock hard right now. Seeing him wet and his cock hard. It was truly hot. I lift him out of the tub and put him on the bath mat. He starts to dry himself off and I grab up his clothes and check the pockets to find nothing. I go to my room and grab my dirty laundry. No reason to just do his when I got some. I walk downstairs and put the laundry in and turn on the machine. I turn around and Jamal is standing there naked watching me. "Oh I didn't think about it. Kenny and Jenny know where my t-shirts are and just grab one. I will show you where they are." OK that is kind of a lie. They never grab one. But, they do know where they are. "Its OK I kind of like being naked." "I kind of like being naked too." I reply. "You can get naked if you want to." He says smiling. "No I usually only do it when I am alone." I say while I am thinking. No way can I sit there naked with you and not have a hard on the entire time. "Lets go find something else to watch." I say to him. He turns and races into the living room. I like to watch his little butt from behind. Its rather nice. I go in and sit down and he gets on my lap. My cock is raging hard at this point. His beautiful little body nude sitting on my lap. Its heavenly and just feels natural. As before I start to gently rub his chest and tummy as we watch a show. I saw an old episode of Good Times on. I like that show. Its silly most of the time. But, I like it. It is the episode they introduce Penny. She is abused and is scared to tell anyone. When its over I can see Jamal is thinking. "What are you thinking about?" "I know how she feels. Sometimes my mom gets mad at me and hits me a lot." "I am sorry to hear that. If she ever does and you need to get away you can come here anytime." He looks up at me and can tell I'm serious. He smiles and spins around and hugs me. I feel his cock pressing against me as he does. I cant deny it feels very nice. I gently rub his ass as he does. It is so soft and silky. Very much to my surprise he kisses me on the lips. "You a good man Mr Jones." He says after. "Thank you I try." I say and kiss his cheek. He turns back around and I hear the washer buzz saying its done. "I better put those in the dryer and we should get to bed. You got school tomorrow." "OK." He says and slips off my lap and walks in front of me to the machines. I take the wet clothes and put them in the dryer. I toss in a dryer sheet and turn it on. I head upstairs Jamal right behind me. I head to the spare bedroom and turn on the light. Before it was just a bare bulb. But, I got a really good deal on a nice fixture at Menards. The people there are so helpful. I turn back the covers and he slides into the bed. I pull the covers up and tuck him in. I reach down to kiss his cheek and he turns so I kiss him on the lips. `Good night Jamal. Sleep well." "Thank you Mr Jones. For everything." "That's what friends are for." "We friends?" He looks at me questioning. "Sure we are. We just met but, I consider you my friend." "Me too." He says smiling. I head to my room and undress. My cock is still hard as it has been most of the night. I am so turned on right now that my underwear are damp from thee pre cum that has leaked out. I put on some sleeping pants and climb into the bed. I reach down and start tugging on my monster. I am imagining doing anything and everything will Jamal from just stoking his cock to us having oral then anal. I think I would like to have him up my butt. I know I would like to be up his. I cum with a few loud grunts shooting my juices all over my tummy. As I come down I reach over to grab some tissues from the bedside table and see Jamal standing in the door way. "I do that sometimes. It feels real nice. I cant shoot yet though like you." I really don't know what to say. So I just wipe up the mess on my stomach and cock. "I was scared so I was wanting to know um...' I put the tissues in the waste basket next to the bed. I put up my cock and lift the sheets for him to climb in. He does just that. He pulls up next to me and puts his head on my chest and his arm over me. "That was really neat seeing it shoot. Can I see you do it again sometime?" "I don't know. We will see." I say and slip off to dreamland. In the morning I wake up and Jamal's hand is on my cock. Not over the sleeping pants. But in them. It feels really nice his hand wrapped around my cock. He is gently snoring so I know he is sleeping. I slowly remove his hand from my pants as I don't want him to freak out over it. I gently say his name. "Jamal. Its time to get up." "Hmph." He says and slowly opens his eyes. He smiles at me. "Morning Mr Jones. I thought it was a dream." "Nope you are really here" He hugs into me and I can feel his boy wood pressing against me. I put my arm around him. "We better get some breakfast in you, dressed and off to school." "Yep. I like school." "Your lucky. I never much cared for it." "You think I'm lucky?" "Sure because you like school. You keep doing good and you will be pretty good off financially." He smiles and says. "Gotta pee." He slips out of bed quickly and I hear the water works flowing. I think yeah seems a good plan and slip out of bed and follow him in. I step up to the bowl as he is finishing. I pull out my guy and let her rip. Jamal is staring at my cock the entire time. Even when he stops he still stands there watching. After I am done I slip him home and we go downstairs. I start making some omelets as I know soon Kenny and Jenny will be coming through the door. Once I get Jamal's done sure enough here come the twosome. "Morning Mr Jones." Jenny says hugging me." Kenny follows suit and hugs me as well. "Love you Mr Jones." "I love you too Kenny. Now go sit down I am making omelets. "Cool. How come Jamal is here?" "Because he got scared and wanted to be with someone. Kind of like someone I know." I say rubbing his head. "Momma says she ain't coming over this morning. She gotsta go in early." Jenny says. "OK." I say and start another omelet. Jamal is ripping through his pretty well. I also made him a couple slices of toast and gave him orange juice. "You like that OK Jamal?" "Its the best I ever had." He says smiling. "Momma says he should open a restaurant. Me and Kenny think so too. Hes a good cook." "He should." Jamal says taking another bite. We all finally sit down and when Jamal finishes he puts his plate in the sink and rinses it off. He then comes and stands next to me and puts his hands on my shoulder and puts his head on it. It feels really nice. I wish it didn't have to stop. I actually slowed down eating to make it last longer. It just feels so nice. Once I am done Jamal grabs my plate from the table and rinses it off for me. "Thanks Jamal. That was nice of you." I say. He smiles eating up the praise. He seems to deserve a lot I doubt he gets at home. "You welcome." He says. "Lets get your clothes from the dryer." I say getting up. He follows me in there and I pull out the clothes. I hand them to him and as I do I pay attention to the sizes. He gets dressed right there. Seems a shame to hide such a beautiful boy under clothes. One of the many sins of humanity I guess. He walks out and heads to the living room and puts his shoes on. I watch the children walk out to the corner to catch the bus. I sit on the porch and wait for the bus to come. When it does I head inside and get dressed. I keep thinking about Jamal and his hand on my cock this morning. I have to go upstairs and have a wank before I go on to my daily tasks. I cum and I cum hard thinking of Jamal. I then go and check my emails. I have two jobs today. I click on the first and its a simple fix takes me about fifteen minutes. The second one is a bitch though. I keep looking and after about four hours I find the issue and correct it. Everything seems to be going smoothly with the program now. I turn off the computer and go get dressed. I need to go to Walmart today to get more groceries. Because I am feeding a few extras. I love it though. It feels like my life has purpose now. I get in my truck and head of to my new favorite place to shop. Well second I love Menards now. A year ago I had never heard of it. Now I just love it. I go in and I get the groceries we need. I see lunch meat is on special so I grab a lot as I know summer is just around the corner and I figure I will freeze it and pull it out as I need it. Seems a good plan. I walk over and see the boys shoes. I look and find a pair I think don't totally suck. I find a size four and put them in the cart. I go and find the boys section and pick out some underwear socks and a few outfits for Jamal. I wish I could get him some nicer things like some Jordan's. But they are expensive. I'm not poor but I sure ain't rich either. I go and check out and head back to the house. I got all the fixings for lasagna for dinner tonight. I thought it sounded pretty damn good. I also know that if I don't get started on it now it wont get done in time. So I start boiling the noodles as soon as I get done and get everything put up. I pull out a pan and line it with sauce and put the cooked noodles on it. I do a few layers mixing cheese and hamburger. I put it in the fridge after I put a generous layer of cheese on top. I will op it in around four or so. That way it will be done around five. I head out and sit on the porch. I take a sip of the soda I got for myself. I look over at Mr Greens house. "I miss you buddy." I say to the house. We had a good relationship that's for sure. We talked about everything and nothing. For not being very educated. Mr Green was really smart. He always had good advice for me. I always appreciated our time together. I just wish we had more of it. As I am thinking about him the bus pulls up and off come three happy children. They all race over to me. Jamal winning the race and hugging me first. "I am the top of my class. The teacher said so today." He says beaming. "That is fantastic." I say with great enthusiasm. He grins at me very proud of himself like he should be, I tickle his belly and Jenny comes up and hugs me. "Love you Mr Jones." She says and kisses my shirt just above my belt. "I love you too." Kenny comes in next for his after school hug. I just pick him up and walk into the house. "How was your day little man?" "Pretty good. We had lots of fun.. We ain't hardly doing no work cuz school is almost out." "Yeah I remember it was a lot of fun the last week." I sit him on a chair in the kitchen kissing the top of his head. The other two following us in. I make some sandwiches and chips for them. I give them some milk to drink. "Thanks Mr Jones." Jamal says between mouthfuls. "No problem." When they get done eating they throw away the paper towels I put the sandwich and chips on. "Jamal I got you a present. "Me?" "Yes your the only Jamal here right?" He smiles. "Yeah." "Go sit on the couch I will get them for you." "Sure." He says and races into the living room. The other two follow out of curiosity. I grab the Walmart bag with all the things I got for him. I walk in and I sit it on the coffee table. He gets up and peers into the bag. He takes out the shoes. "These ares so cool. Thanks Mr Jones." He says and hugs me around my waist. "I thought you needed them. Not to mention you are number one in your class." He lets go of me and pulls out the rest of the things one by one. Each time hugging me. I wish I would have gotten him more. I like him hugging me. "Try them on then." I say to him. Instead of going to the other room or the bathroom he just strips down there he is so excited. I just smile. Kenny and Jenny just watch. He opens the pack of new underwear and slips them on. They have cartoons on them. I like them and think they are cute. Though he is probably a little old for them. I think its cute seeing scooby a crossed his but. He puts on the socks then a pair of pants and a t-shirt. I check to make sure the pants fit right. They fit perfect. I am pleased about that. I think I need to get him some shorts for summer. Not sure what I was thinking. He tries on the shoes and he stands up and is beaming with pride at his new outfit. "Thank you Mr Jones." He says again hugging me. "You as I keep telling you are very welcomed." We sit down and watch some cartoons after they finish the very small amount of homework they have. We all sit down and have dinner when Dee gets there and we have a nice dinner. I bid farewell to everyone and Jamal takes his bag of things home with him. I sit down and start watching TV feeling kind of lonely. I keep hoping Jamal will come back tonight. But, he never does. That's the way the rest of the week goes. Dee in her new job doesn't work weekends. In the morning anyway. But, her second job she does. She is a hard working woman that's for sure. I wake up Saturday morning and go sit on the porch and drink some coffee. I look over at Mr Greens yard and it needs mowed pretty bad. Mine too for that matter. I decide I better do it now. Because I know me I wont do it later. I will get side tracked. I go and get dressed putting on my mowing tennis shoes. Yes I have those because they turn green and I don't dare wear them to go anywhere. I would be too embarrassed. I hit the button to open the garage doors I have inside the house. Yes I got garage doors and I got an opener for them too. Told you I was working on the house. I pull out the mower and fill it with gas and start it up. I mow my lawn and get it done. I push the mower over and restart it and start in on Mr Greens lawn. When I am about half done I spy Jamal walking over. I cut off the engine as he walks up. "Happy first day of summer break." I say to him smiling. He smiles back. "I can do that for you." "I got it. But, if you want to rake up the heavy spots of cut grass that would be nice. The rake is in the garage if you want to." "Sure." He says excited to help and races to get the rake. He starts in my yard and heads over to me. He is quick and good at it. He has it nicely piled up for me. Once I am done I cut off the engine and push the mower back over to my garage. I grab the refuse cans and drag one out. I put a liner in it and scoop up the grass and put it in the bag. I should start a compost pile but, I just don't want to. I break out the rototiller I got on special and I start to dig up part of the backyard for a garden. I always wanted a garden. I probably should have doe this sooner I just didn't. I get the how and I hoe it to make it even better. Jamal is just sitting on the ground watching. He asks me a question every now and then. We have some idle chat about nothing. He has a blade of grass in the corner of his mouth and its kind of cute. I get the seeds I bought last month and Jamal and I plant the garden. I figure I will buy some tomato plants that are already started next time I go to Menards. I look at Jamal. "I'm sorry buddy I'm kind of stupid I should have fed you breakfast before we started." "You don't have to feed me." "I know but, I like to." "Mr Jones can I stay with you this weekend?" "I would need to talk to your mother first." "Kay." He says sounding like that wont happen. "We can go to your house later if you think she will be home." "She will be there." He says smiling. "Good. I hope its OK for you to stay the weekend I like your company." He smiles. "I like yours too." He says. We head in and I fry him up some eggs and sausage. I make some toast and give him some orange juice. Dee and hers are at her house having breakfast Dee makes. I dread the thought of what she makes. She burnt toaster waffles last week the kids told me. So Jamal and I eat our breakfast and he kind of hums a little as he is eating today. " Just curious. But, why aren't you wearing your new shoes?" "I don't want to ruin them." He says and takes a bite of toast. "So you aren't ever going to wear them? Seems silly to me. You wear them if they get ruined I will get you a new pair." "I cain't ast you to do that." He says. "You haven't ever asked me for anything. I have just done it on my own." "I guess." "Look Jamal you wear them and even if they get ruined. I will get you a new pair for when school starts. I figure you already helped me today so that earns some points towards new shoes." "But, I didn't help for nothing. I just helped cuz I wanted to." "Same goes for me." "Huh?" "I didn't help you for anything. I just wanted to." "Why you so nice to me Mr Jones?" "Well, I figure no one else is and I think your a good boy and deserve to be treated nice." "I don't know if I'm good or not. But, I know I sure do appreciate it." He says as he finishes his glass of orange juice. "Mr Jones can I ask you something?" "Sure." "You ain't gonna judge me or nothing are you?" I look at him and am very curious what he is going to ask me. "No I wouldn't do that." "How you know if you gay or not?" He asks then looks down ashamed. I reach over and lift up his chin. "Buddy if your gay I don't give a crap. Did you know I am is that why you asked?" "No. I didn't know you was gay. But, how did you know then." I think a moment and sigh. "Well, I guess I was about your age. I was looking at boys and having sex thoughts about them. The girls I just wanted to be friends with. I didn't want to see them naked like I did the boys. I guess that's when I realized it. Do you feel that way?" "Pretty much. But, don't tell nobody. Cuz people round here well they funny bout gay stuff." "Its not just around here they are funny about it. Instead of judging someone what they should do is just love them. See they have been doing a lot of studies about being gay. One thing they found is that gay people are born that way. Its their genetic disposition to be attracted to the same sex." "Don't know genetic disposition means." "Its just means that's how they are made." "So I was born this way?" "Yes my friend you were. Just like you were born a boy and black. Just like I was born a boy and white. Its just part of what makes us who we are." "I gone have to think on that one. Cuz people be saying its a choice." "Did you choose to be gay? Because it sure would be a lot easier to be straight. Seems to me if you choose you would choose the path where people don't pick on you and hate you." "You got a point Mr Jones." "I got lots of them." He finishes the last bite of food on his plate. He gets up and grabs my plate as well and washes them both. He is thinking pretty hard about what we talked about. I can see by his face. I go over and rinse them and put them in the rack. As I do I hear the front door open and hear Dee clicking her heels on my floor as she walks into the kitchen. "Mr Jones good morning. I see you gots company." "Yes Jamal came over this morning and helped me mow my lawn and Mr Greens." "That was nice of him." "I need a favor from you Dee." "Anything you need. I got you." She says putting her hand to her chest. Serious but, joking too. "Jamal wants to stay the weekend and I think its best to talk to his mother first. I want you to go with me." "She ain't gonna care." "Told you Mr Jones." Jamal says. "I would just feel better about it." "I'll go. But, she ain't gonna care." "That's all I ask. And thank you." I hear Kenny and Jenny walk in the front door. "Morning Mr Jones." Jenny sings to me. "Morning to you miss Jenny." I sing back to much laughter from the others. Because I twirled around with my hand above my head like a ballerina. Kenny giggling says "Good Morning Mr Jones." "Good morning my young friend. How was your breakfast?" He makes a sour face. "It want that bad." Dee says trying to defend herself. "Momma it was burned." Jenny says. "Jus a little bit." She says still trying to defend herself. "Momma it looked like charcoal." Kenny says. "Alright it was pretty bad." She admits. "But, I'm trying." "You sure are Dee. What did you make?" "French toast and bacon." "Yeah and the bacon was all raw too." Jenny says. "Yeah it was pretty bad." She says giving in and laughing. "But, as you said you do try." I say smiling. "I do I really do. I don't know why I cant cook. My mamma is a great cook. Her mamma is a great cook. I don't get it." "We will get you there. It takes time." I say to her. "Can we play on the swing set?" Kenny asks. "I didn't put it there to look at." I say and push his shoulder a little. "Cool." He says and it was like a cartoon he went out so fast all you saw was s streak of color behind him. Jenny didn't waste any time either. Jamal looks at me. "You go have fun too." I say. He looks at me and smiles. Then another blur. "What time do you work tonight?" "Five. I'm thinking about quitting that job. I got a years rent saved. That was my goal." "That's up to you. I know the kids would be thrilled to see you more." "I just worry it ain't enough saved." "I think you will be just fine." "I sure hope so cuz I'm going to put in my two weeks tonight." "Dee you are doing better then most people. I heard that sixty percent of people in our country don't have $400 saved." "Dang that ain't nothing." "Nope it isn't much. But, people just want to buy things or in our hood they just make enough to survive. Unless like you they get two full time jobs. Then they can save a little. But, when you go for so long without having anything. You get a few dollars you feel like you need to but some nicer stuff. Not that they don't deserve it. Its just they should save first and spend later." "I reckon you right Mr Jones. Your smart about stuff like this." "Nah I just think about it all the time. How to help people have better lives." "So I see you got a kitten ığdır escort now?" "I ain't got a kitten." "I tole you feed him once he be back. Just like a cat." "Whatever. I like Jamal he is a sweet boy. He got first in his class you know." "You sure you want to help him. His mamma is a mess. She is trickin and on the crack." "All the more reason to help him." "You a good man Mister Jones. Lets go talk to that crack head." She say and turns. I follow her out the door. We head out and we get in her car seeing as how she knows where we are going. The kids were told to stay in the yard and play while we were gone. We drove a few blocks and pulled up to a house that looked very run down. In the drive was an old car with the hood up. The grass needed mowing. Looked like it hasn't seen a mower in a good while. "You sure?" Dee asks me. "I have no doubt I'm doing the right thing." "Aight." We get out and she knocks on the door. "I be right there. We hear someone scream. Dee looks at me and smiles. A moment later the door opens and I see a woman standing in front of me. She is rail thin. Her hair is a hot mess. It looks like Buckwheat's from the little rascals. She has on a ratty robe. "Hey Dee. Who dis?" She says motioning to me. "Hes my new neighbor. Gary Jones." "A white boy in the hood?" "Hes a good man. My kids and I love him. Thing is Jamal was down playing the other day with mines. He took a real shine to Mr Jones here and he has been hanging with him a little. He wants to stay the weekend with Mr Jones. I told Mr Jones you wouldn't care but, he insisted he come talk to you." "You'se the one got him new clothes ain't you?" "Yes ma'am I did." "He tole me bout you. He says you nice to him. Don't know why hes a brat roun heah. But, ifn he wants to stay with you I don't care. Shit you can keep him if you want. Nothing but, problems that boy. He nevah said you was white though." "I guess like me he doesn't give a shit what color someone is if they treat him nice." "I reckon." "I will send him home at some point today to get some things to wear this weekend. If you need to contact me I live a cross from Dee." "Aight." She says and shuts the door apparently done with our conversation. "Told you." "I know I just wanted to be certain." We got back into the car and went back to my house. Jamal came running up smiling and out of breath. "I tole you she wouldn't care." "That you did." I say and rub the top of his head. "You need any help with anything?" He asks me still smiling. "No buddy you go play with Kenny and Jenny." "Cool." He says and races back over to the others. "Yep a kitten. He does like you a lot it seems." "That's good because I like him a lot." I turn to go to the house. "I'm gonna get some more coffee. Want to join me?" "Sure." She says smiling. We head into the kitchen and I grab the cup she usually uses. Its not like its her mug or anything. Just seems she gets it all the time. I pour us both some coffee and put the cream and sugar on the table. We both fix our coffee so its how we like it. "Some lawyer called me yesterday. I guess Mr Green left me something in his will." She says. "That's nice. I sure do miss that man." "Me too. Been knowing him my whole life. He was always a good man." She says and sips her coffee and lights a Newport. She slides the package to me. I look at her get up and grab one of mine from the cabinet. We both light up our cigarettes and I enjoy as I inhale the smoke. The exhilaration I feel in my lungs. I exhale a big plume of blue smoke. "God that's good." I say. We sit and talk for about an hour. I just have the one. As I don't have any desire to be addicted again and be a slave to tobacco. I shouldn't smoke the few I do. But, what the hell. "I best be going." She says and gets up and rinses out her cup in the sink. I get up and follow her to the door. She gives me a hug as we get to the door. "Mr Jones you a good man. I love you." Its the first time Dee told me she loves me. It made my heart flutter. It made me feel so good. Because of the years of not having anyone around me but, my sister I guess I just felt like I didn't deserve love anymore. "I love you too. You are the greatest." She smiles and laughs at me. "I know. Glad someone else knows too." I just laugh at her. I watch as she heads to her house. I look over and the kids are playing and having fun. I see the boy Jacameron is back. I also notice a couple of other children playing with them. I go back inside and grab my coffee and sit on the porch. I watch as they play. I see one girl she is about ten I would guess. She has on a dress and I notice all the boys seem to enjoy looking up her dress. I also notice that she not only doesn't mid but is purposely showing her panties to the boys and seems to be loving it. I cant lie I enjoyed her teasing the boys as I can see their little shorts are all tented. Its a pretty hot thing to see. I was really noticing Jamal's tent. My shorts seem to have taken the appearance of a tent as well. I adjust myself and watch them play. Its fun to watch them play and hear the peels of laughter. Its a great thing to hear for sure. Happy children always make me smile. I sit and watch them play a while when the girl who enjoys showing her panties to the boys comes over with Jenny. "Mr Jones. Jenae needs to use your bathroom. I told her its OK but, she wanted me to ask you first." Jenae is pronounced the French way. I look at her and she is a lovely girl. About ten or eleven with no buds. She has lovely dark skin, She is very dark and it looks really nice. She smiles at me showing her perfect very white teeth. "Of course its OK. I honestly am pleased you asked. It shows you have respect for me and my house." She smiles bigger if that's possible. She blushes and looks down. "Now go use my restroom." I say smiling at her. "Thank you Mr Jones." She says to me. "Your welcome." I count the children playing and then the two girls. Looks like eight. I think. I head in the house and I had gotten some of those square frozen pizzas that are cheap. I figured they aren't horrible and Kenny and Jenny like them. So I got several. I pull out some of them and turn on the stove as the package indicates I should do. After it heats up I put in several and cover the rack with them. Weird square pizzas but, it does make it easier to fit more in the oven. Once they are in I make a big picture of Kool Aid. Strawberry Kenny's favorite. I put it on the table with nine glasses. I put ice in all of them and fill them. I get out plates and set them out. Then I get some paper towels too. I put them at each place. As I finish the timer dings and I go take out the pizzas. I cut them and evenly distribute the pieces. I walk out to the play area. "Alright everyone I made some frozen pizzas." I see a few of the children looking kind of sad. "I figured all of you would be hungry from a hard morning of playing. So I made enough for everyone." That brought smiles from the ones that looked glum. We all head into the house and I have them all wash their hands. As they have been playing and they were dirty. They all get back in record time. Most with hands still dripping. I watch as they all tear into their lunch. I see smiles and hear giggles and laughter. Its a good day so far I think. This is nice. Really nice. When Jenny gets done she takes her plate into the kitchen and rinses it off. Janaee follows suit and does the same. I finish my last piece and sip some Kool aid and Jenae comes and takes my plate from the table and rinses it off. "Thank you." I say to her when she walks back into the dining area. "You welcome Mr Jones. I just wanted show show I appreciated the pizza. Cuz I want gone to have no lunch today." I wish I could say I was shocked. But, sadly I wasn't. I look at the others some still eating. "I don't want to embarrass any of you guys. But, how many of you weren't going to have anything to eat for lunch today?" All of their hands went up. "Hmph. Well, I tell you guys what. If you know you aren't going to be able to have something to eat. You come here for lunch. I will make you something. It wont be fancy. But, it will fill your bellies. It Ain't Tiffany's you know." They all smile and say thank you. I think to myself. Dee is going to say I didn't get a kitten I got a litter. I shake my head and smile. Because I know she is going to say something about it. But, she wont be mad or judge, She will just think its Mr Jones being too nice again. After they all get done they do as the Jenny and Jenae did and rinse their plates. "Go have more fun guys." I say to them. All of them take off except Jenny and Jenae. "Aren't you girls going to play?" "We thought we would help wash the dishes. Seems like a lot for just one person." Jenae says. "That's nice of you girls." So we head to the kitchen and I start the water. I get a chair for Jenny but, Jenae doesn't need one. She stands almost five feet I would guess. She is pretty and I like that she smiles a lot. Jenae I figured would get on the other side of Jenny. But she sidles up against me. I wash. She takes the plate and rinses and Jenny puts it in the rack. I notice. Jenae has very lovely hands. Beautiful fingers with well manicured nails. It looks like she has a gloss on them. We all have idle chit chat about nothing as we wash. Once we are done I ask. "You girls want a coke as a reward for helping?" "Yeah!" They both say. "Go ahead and grab one from the fridge. Jenny grab me one too and bring it to me on the porch sweetie." "Sure Mr Jones." She says smiling. I go sit down and a moment later the girls appear. Jenae hands me a cold can of Coke. "Here Mr Jones." She says smiling at me. "Thank you sweet heart." I say making her smile. Jenny takes her usual spot on my lap and Jenae sits in the chair opposite of us. Much to my surprise she puts her feet up on the edge of the chair and her dress lifts up exposing her pretty panties. They are typical girl panties. Simple cotton panties that are light blue.. I couldn't help but, look. I chubbed up a lot. As in rock solid. Jenny felt it and smiled at me. She moved her butt so my cock laid in the crack of her ass. It felt very nice that much I assure you. I could see a little damp spot on her panties. I wondered if it was drips of pee from earlier or if her pussy was hot. I wasn't sure but, I wouldn't mind finding out. I can see her panties are pulled up into her pussy outlining it beautifully. Which is weird because I am not even remotely interested in girls. We talk a while and I notice as I continue to glance and try not to stare at her pussy that the wet spot is getting a little bigger. So that answers that question. That pussy is hot and wanting some attention. I wish it was me to give it to her. I don't understand I used to only be attracted to boys. "Mr Jones if you want to see her puss she will show you. She likes to show it off." Jenny says. I start to say something. But, nothing will come out I want to protest but, my mouth wont work. Before I can stammer out a no. Jenae has her hand down and is pulling her panties aside. She reveals a lovely black mound of pussy she spreads he legs a bit more revealing inside her lips. I see a lovely pink clit and a pretty pink gash below it. " I likes when the boys lick it too. I let Kenny poke me with his because it feels real nice." She says and runs gently on her clit a moment. I can see her wetness and it is turning me on. When she says she lets Kenny fuck her my dick twitched. It looked amazing and I wanted nothing more then to dive in it face first. Send her into orgasm after orgasm. But, finally my mouth worked. "That's lovely. But, you better put it away so no one sees and I get into trouble." She looks at me and smiles and gives herself a final rub. And puts her panties back where they belong. It made me a little sad. I liked very much what I saw. She smiles at me as she does. The girls and I talk as they drink their sodas and when they get done they go and put their cans in the recycling and go play some more. I watch as they do and I notice Jenae is going up to the club house part with Kenny. I see he is rock hard from the tent in his pants. When they get up there I see Kenny standing up and smiling. She must be sucking him off I think as I cant see her. That and he has a silly grin on his face. I see a minute or so later he disapears behind the little wall. Man how I would love to see that I think. Watching his big boy cock slide in and out of that pretty pink gash. Watching his ass muscles flex as he pushes in and out of her. Watching the happiness on their faces as they reach their peaks. My cock is leaking at this point. I cant stand it I head into the house and head upstairs to the restroom and free myself. I grab hold of my cock stroke it fast and hard for about thirty strokes and shoot my load into the toilet. I moan with pleasure as it shoots into the bowl. I cum so hard my knees almost buckle. I catch my breath and put my cock back in its place and go back downstairs to the porch. I watch as the kids play for a few hours and as it gets later I see them play and eventually all take off except Kenny, Jenny and Jamal. Hey all head to the porch and Jamal beats Jenny to my lap. I wrap my arm around him as he leans against my chest. "It seems like you all had fun today." "Yeah Jenae let me poke her again. It felt real good." Kenny says smiling and rubs his cock as he thinks about it. "That's nice. I hope you made her feel as good as she made you feel." "Yeah she liked it. She got her feelings a few times." "That's a good boy. Don't want to be a selfish lover." He smiles. I get hard as I think about it. It grows up between Jamal's crack. He notices and squirms a little adjust it it so that it is in a good spot. He looks up at me and smiles. I kiss his forehead. We sit for a few minutes and I say I need to get dinner started for us. "I want to help." Jamal says. "Sure buddy." I say as he hops off my lap and heads to the kitchen in front of me. I watch his pert little ass bounce in his shorts. I decide to make a meatloaf as we haven't had that in a while and its pretty easy to make. Jamal and I cut up some peppers and onions to go in it. I put all ingredients into a bowl and start to mix it up with my hands. "Whats that feel like." He says and just steps between me and the counter and plunges his hands in it and he seems to linger on mine. |"Here you just do it like this." I say and then take my hands out and go wash them. "Its squishy." He says giggling. "Yeah I suppose it is." I reply with a smile. We get everything in order and started. We walk into the living room where Kenny and Jenny had retired to and were watching a movie. I sat in the chair and Jamal is on my lap quickly. I wrap my arms around him. He is starved for attention I think. I don't mind one bit. I like giving him the attention he craves. He is a good boy and a hot one too. We watch the movie until the timer goes off. I slip Jamal off my lap and go pull the meat loaf out of the oven. I make some instant mashed potatoes and green beans. I sit it all on the kitchen table and tell the kids its ready. "Now you guys get your own drinks. You can have a soda if you want one." Jamal smiles a me. They all get a sodas and we sit down to eat. We all enjoy the meal and Jamal is surprised he helped make something that is so good. The other two tell him Mr Jones is a good cook. We clean up. I leave the dishes for later. Not feeling like doing them with my belly so full. What I am is tired. I ate too much and its hitting me hard. We go in and sit on the couch. Jamal takes a spot on my lap Kenny on one side Jenny on the other. I turn on a show I know they like and they all settle in to me. Its a nice feeling. I feel loved and I hope they do as well. I start to watch the show with them and doze off in the first few minutes of it. We had a late dinner tonight around seven and so I dozed off around eight I would guess. I wake up a couple hours later and Jenny is asleep next to me. Kenny is watching another show and Jamal is as well. My cock is hard and running down my leg. What is interesting is Jamal was squeezing it and it felt amazing. His little hand gripping my cock through my shorts. I know I should make him stop. But,I don't think I see that happening. After a while he sees I am awake and smiles at me and gives it a squeeze. I smile back and my cock twitches. "You sleep good Mr Jones?" He asks. "Yes I did. I didn't mean to but, it was a nice sleep for sure." "Cool." We all watch the show. I do get up and go to relieve myself. I had to pee pretty bad. I grab another coke and head back into the living room. I hear the boys talking. "Yeah its big. I was holding it." "Yeah I done that when he was sleeping before.' Kenny says. "Think he will let me play with it?" "I doubt it. I ask and he tells me I'm too young. But, you are older so maybe. If not just go to his room when he is sleeping. That's what I do." Well, Ill be damned. I didn't know he was doing that. I guess I need to sleep a little lighter when Kenny stays the night. Or just pretend to be asleep. My cock twitched thinking about it. "I like Mr Jones a lot. Hes really nice isn't he?" "Yeah he gets me and Jenny stuff all the time. He got that swing set for us when he first met us." "I like how he looks. He just looks nice. You can tell." I walk in like I haven't been listening to them. "What can you tell?" I ask. "That you is nice." Jamal says. "I'm not really that nice. I just do what anyone does." "No you is nice." Jamal says sitting back on my lap when I sit down. "I suppose when people are nice to me I'm nice to them." Jamal kisses my cheek. "Thank you Mr Jones." "For what?" "For letting me stay with you this weekend. For being nice to me and getting me stuff." "Its my pleasure. I like seeing you happy." I say and kiss his forehead. We watch the rest of the show and Dee walks in. "Well?" I look at her. "I gave my two weeks." She says. "Good. I know the children will be happy." "Yeah me too. But, I am still worried about money." "It will be fine. You make now what you were before just with one job instead of two." She smiles. "Yeah." "Want something to eat?" "Nah we all ordered a pizza at work. I just came to get my heathens and go home." Jenny was waking up after I shook gently. They all go to their house leaving just me and Jamal. I decide I want to stretch out on the couch and he just lays on top of me chest to chest. His head on mine just below my chin. I feel his cock is hard which leads me to believe that no cock is ever hard alone. I feel him gently press his cock against me. We lay like that and watch a couple shows he likes. "Mr Jones can I take a bath?" "Of course." He gets up and I walk up with him and get him a towel. He is in the bathroom already getting the water ready. I walk in and he is bent over the tub. His ass in plain view. I see his star and was hard as fast as when I was 12. He looks through his legs and smiles at me. I put the towel on the table between the tub and the stool. "Mr Jones will you wash me tonight?" He asks as he is stepping into the tub. "Sure Jamal." I say and sit next to the tub. I grab the soap and lather it up I start with his back as he is facing away from me. He looks around and smiles at me. I enjoy seeing the water glistening on his creamy brown skin. I soap his back up and ask him to stand. He does and I see those beautiful globes of his. They look like pure muscle. I gently rub soap on them and feel them and enjoy running my hands over them. I don't want to linger too long here. Well I do but, I don't. I work down to his legs and wash them down to the water. He bends over exposing his anus to me. "You got to get me here too." He says. I smile at him and softly wash over his sweet little hole. I cant help myself and slide part of a finger in. He doesn't jump or anything he actually scoots back onto it taking it all in. His little butt feels so tight and nice. I slide my finger in and out a few times and he starts rocking into it. I finally get my bearings and slowly pull it out. He kind of moans when I do. He stands up straight and turns around so I can get his front. I see his cock is rock solid standing at about three inches of perfect beauty. His ball sack was tight up against him and not a hair in sight. I gently soap up his face then his chest. I can feel his muscles as I do. He feels glorious. I get down to his stomach and his cock twitches as I accidentally touch it with my arm. I get to his cock and I soap it up and rub his balls soaping them up too. I stroke his cock and he moans as I do. I gently stroke him for several minutes. He has his hands on my shoulders and he starts to push his cock in and out of my hand. His eyes are closed and I just cant stop myself. I know I shouldn't but, I reach down and take him into my mouth. He gasps as I do and I feel his cock twitch a time or two as I start to slide him in and out of my mouth. He puts his hands on my head and starts to push into my mouth. I let him set the pace and he fucks my face. He has his orgasm after a minute or so and he tenses up and shoves his cock all the way in my mouth and I feel it pulse seven times. He grunts and groans as he cums. No flavor to savor as it was dry. But, it was amazing. He is breathing hard and pulls his cock slowly from my mouth. "That was so cool." He says still breathing heavily. "I probably shouldn't have done that." I say. "No. I wanted you too. Sides it felt really good too." "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Now lets get the rest of you clean." That's what we do and then he puts on his underwear I got him and we head to the spare room and I tuck him in. "Sleep well. Little buddy." I say to him He reaches up and wraps his arms around me and hugs me. "Mr Jones. I love you." He says and kisses me on the lips. I'm shocked and kind of elated at the same time. "I love you too. Now get to sleep." I left him and he is smiling. I turn off the light and can still see his white teeth in the dark. I smile back at him. I head to my room and I am so worked up from sucking his morsel I am about to cream my pants. I quickly get out of my clothes and slip on some sleeping pants. I slip into bed under the covers I grab my raging cock and Slowly stroke it and think about sucking his hard nail. I am really enjoying the thoughts and I feel the bed sink because Jamal is getting into it. I quickly stop what I'm doing and tuck my poor hard cock into my pants. He snuggles up to me and kisses my cheek. "I want to play with yours." He says. "I don't think that would be a good idea." "You played with mine and made me feel amazing. Its only fair I do it for you." I start to protest. Even though I don't have any real desire to protest I feel his little hand slide into my sleeping pants and grab my cock. I almost came right there. He starts slowly stroking me. "I like how it feels its hard and spongy at the same time." "I umm. You should stop." I say very weakly. "Does it feel nice?" He says as he spins his had around the head of my cock. I cant answer as I am moaning. "I'm going to make you shoot Mr Jones." "Any second now." I say panting. He pulls my cock out of its confines. He sits up and reaches down with his other hand and starts rubbing my balls. "I like your nuts. They is big. I know they shoot a lot. I know a boy he shoots but, not very much. I play with his dick all the time." I'm thinking I would love to see that. He reaches down and places his mouth over my cock head and proceeds to bounce up and down. I have never ever felt a mouth so sweet on my cock before. He slides up and down about ten times and I pant out. "I'm going to shoot." He just speeds up and I feel my toes curl hard I push up with my hips into his mouth and am pumping in and out as he is going up and down. Him meeting my thrusts. I start to unload the first shot I thought I was going to die it felt so good and honestly would have been OK with it. I unload seven hard shots into his eager young mouth. I shot so hard I thought I was going to shoot the back of his head off. I have my hand on the back of his head it takes all of my might not to just ram my cock down his throat. But, somehow I succeed in not doing so. When I finish and am starting to come down he gently releases my cock from his mouth holding it with one hand and gently licks all around the glans sending me into a frenzy. I am going nuts it feels so amazing. He finally licks and sucks every drop of cum I had to offer from my cock and lays back down on my chest never letting go of my cock. As I lay there collecting myself I hear him say. "Mr Jones your sperms tastes like pineapple. I likes pineapple. I cant wait to do that again. I just wrap my arm around him and pull him as close as possible. I am asleep in a matter of seconds and dream of Jamal doing it time and again.