Mr Jones Neighborhood

Part 2

"Boys its time to get ready for school."
"OK Aunt Nikki." Jamal answers.

"Aunt Nikki do we meet you here or at the restaurant after school?" Tremay adds.
"I will be here waiting for you boys."
"OK." They answer in unison.

They get dressed and go out and wait for the bus on the enclosed porch Nikki had Juan make for the boys to wait in so they don't get cold.

Nikki heads to the restaurant and gets started. Michelle is doing the cooking from 7 until 3 and a new guy comes in at 3 and works until 10. They decided to extend the hours a bit as they have hired a few more people. That and the demand is actually there and they stay busy until around 9:30. Most everything is going really well.

Nikki and Dee have gone through all the drawings and notes that Gary got on Christmas day and framed each of them and hung them on the wall in the children's section. All the children were really excited to see it and made sure to point out their drawings to the staff and others. Things have been really different and a little weird since Gary got shot she thinks as she gets things ready. The restaurant is still doing really good. It just feels like just any other restaurant now that just happens to do nice things for the community now with Gary not there. He added so much life and fun to the place. Always messing with someone. Always picking on the children in a good natured way. He is really missed here a lot.

She goes through her day thinking of how Gary has always been. Always a soft hearted guy that always wants to help everyone. Like when he paid for her college. She knows it wasn't cheap at all. She knows he made huge sacrifices so she could go. He even would give her a couple hundred dollars a week for spending money. That's before he started making good money. He was just sliding by. One day she went and visited him in his cockroach infested apartment in the south Bronx and he was having Ramen for supper. She remembers the argument they had about it. She tried to convince him to keep some money that she didn't need it all. Of course it was a lie she needed every nickel and a few more on top of it. She said she could get a job. He was adamant that she didn't and focus on her studies. He was always like that sacrificing for other people. This time was no different. But this time it got him shot. Michelle is a terrible mess and has been for three weeks since it happened. No one will say exactly what happened but when it was all said and done there were two people on the ground shot. Mitchell and Quinton loaded up Mr Jones in the back of their car and raced him to the hospital. No one bothered with Michelle's ex boyfriend until the ambulance arrived about an hour later and then he was pronounced dead at the scene. Mike and Dave are constant visitors at Nikki's now and have started calling her and Juan Aunt Nikki and Uncle Juan. More family that Gary added here in the Buckeye state.

Pastor Brown and his church family have been a God send for sure helping however they can. Its been three weeks and the news is still talking about it. People are outraged and appalled about it. How there isn't enough safety for abused woman to leave their abusers. She is happy that now the papers and news agencies aren't saying Sex offender Gary Jones in the headline. Now they say Local Hero Gary Jones. It pisses her off a lot because he has always been a hero in this community and it takes him being shot to put the past behind him, and now the people see him for what he is. A hero to all the children in this community. Not to mention a lot of adults.

William has really stepped up to help too. He has been helping so much. Shelitha never started at McDonald's and started working at Mr Jones Place to help out and because she really likes it a lot. She puts 10% of her tips in the bucket to help feed the children and seniors. Her and William argued about it because she wanted to give more. But they settled on 10%. Its not that he doesn't want to help. He just knows they need the money and Mr Jones taught him that he has to take care of his family first. Then help others. So when he told her that. Well that was the end of the argument. William donates a few hours a week helping and of course gets paid for the rest. The church volunteers are truly great too. They have been helping tons feeding the children as well as taking the seniors their meals every day.

Juan and William got the popcorn popper set up and the nacho items as well. It has been really popular and the children all make sure to get a big bag of popcorn as they leave. The man that owns the used furniture and appliance shop came by and gave them 50 pounds of popcorn to start with as well as salt and butter. Because whats popcorn without it? He found an upright heating cabinet and brought it in. That gives them two now and its so much easier to get the seniors meals ready because they can put them in there after they get packed and they stay hot and fresh that way. Nikki gets done with her shift and heads home She sits on the porch and waits for the bus. It arrives soon after and she gets the boys some cookies while they do their homework. She never has to remind them to do it. They walk in and start on it right away. She asked them if they wanted to play games or something first. The response was instant and agreed upon by both.

"Mr Jones says work comes first."
The boys come onto the porch and smile. She hugs them both and then they head inside to get their homework and cookies. They eat the cookies not even really noticing they are. But enjoying them at the same time. When they get done they all hop in the car.

"But I got to go home. Its been three weeks." Nikki hears as they get near the door.

"Sir you need to relax and heal. You have been shot." she hears.

"No shit I've been shot. You think I think this pain is from bad chili? Come on doc you got to let me go people are depending on me. I got to feed the children."

"Shut up Gary and listen to the man. He knows better than you do." Nikki tells me.

"I'm going crazy Nikki. But the daily dose of my boys is good medicine for sure" He says as the boys carefully climb up into the bed with him.

"Gary we told the doctor not to let you go until you were healed nearly completely because we know your dumb ass will be trying to go back to work the day you get out."
"I would not."
"Gary you lie horribly. I don't even know why you even try. I swear we have everything under control."
"I know." I say upset. "I just want to go home. I want to be with my boys."

"Doc if I promise not to go back to work until you say. Can I please go home?"

"Mr Jones do you realize how close you came to dying. You had two surgeries to repair the damage and you did die twice during one operation. So that's a big no."

"How about when I get off the pain medication?"

"Mr Jones we have discussed this every day this week. You know where I stand on this." the doctor tells me.

"Next week?"

"If everything continues going well. Yes I can see that."

"Well that's better than you said yesterday."
"You have to take the pain medication. Stop refusing it." I'm told.

"God dam it Gary. You got to take the pills." Nikki tells me.

"But it doesn't hurt."
Nikki raises her eyebrows at me.

"OK it doesn't hurt as bad." I tell her lying. But I know they want to wean me off of them before they release me. So I'm suffering through the pain so I can go home.

"Mr Jones you will heal faster if the pain isn't there."
I just sigh and tighten my arms around Jamal and Tremay.

"But I just want to go home with these guys. Is that asking too much?"
"No its not and you will. Just not today."The doctor tells me and leaves because he knows I wont stop bothering him about going home.

"Mr Jones you should be nice to that doctor." Jamal tells me.

""What I'm nice to him."
"Gary you hassle the poor guy every time he comes in here. Just let him be the doctor and you stop being a dick." Nikki tells me.

"I just want to go home." I whine.

"You think he hasn't figured that out yet?" She answers.

"Alright I wont ask him again." I tell them properly chastised. I mean they are probably right. The poor guy doesn't deserve me hounding him every time he walks in my room.

"Aunt Nikki gots lots more get well wishes from like everybody." Tremay tells me.

"Well good lets see them." I say grinning. Its truly the highlight of my day after seeing my boys.

I go through them smiling at every single one of the drawings. One teacher even had her class sign a BIG ass card that's like 4 feet tall. It really made me feel special.

I got flowers everywhere from Pastor Browns church members. I tell you its nice being loved.

"Hows Michelle doing?"
"Shes still upset and blaming herself." Nikki tells me.

"Sis that's bullshit and you know it. She didn't fucking shoot me."
"I know and she knows. But Gar shes an abused woman you cant convince her its not her fault."
"I'm the dumb ass that charged a guy with a gun. I should have figured a better plan."
"When did you have time to do that?"
I just sigh.

"Is it still snowing?"
"No it stopped." Tremay tells me.

We sit and visit until the supper trays come.

"We better get going so you can eat and rest." Nikki tells me.

"No please don't go." I beg and tears starting to form in my eyes. "I miss the boys so much."
"Please Aunt Nikki?" The boys beg too.

"An hour then we are leaving if you cry or not."She tells all of us.

I eat my supper and visit and skip over the cauliflower.

"Mr Jones you got to eat it all/" Jamal scolds me.

"I fucking hate cauliflower, you eat it." I tell him.

He scowls at me.

I take a bite of the nasty shit.

"I'm wondering who is in charge here anymore."
"No reason to wonder its me." Nikki says laughing.

"What the fuck ever." I say as I shove the last bite in my mouth chewing as little as possible then swallow it.

"Now that's a good boy." Nikki says to me.

"Yeah fuck you."

We visit and Nikki says its time to go. The boys and I don't try to argue this time. We know better because we will lose. I know shes right I need to rest. But I really just want to do it at home is all.

"Can you bring me a hamburger tomorrow and maybe a slice of peach pie?"

"I will ask the nurses." Is the response I harrumph and they leave after hugs and kisses. When they leave I turn on the TV and am asleep in seconds. I guess I was tired. I sleep through the night except when I get woken up by the nurses to check me and give me pills. I tell you I have never had such pain in my life. I will never forget it. But I still think I did the right thing. Did it way fucking wrong but it was the right thing.

I wake up the next morning when I hear the breakfast carts come off the elevators. I sigh and think about my life and how I really want to get back to it. In New York if I would have gotten shot I would have died for sure. Honestly if it wasn't for Mitchell and Quinton I would have died. Bullet clipped an artery to my heart and I was bleeding out pretty fast. I was in surgury within 15 minutes of arriving I'm told. I now know I have AB positive blood. Never knew that before. I got a huge nasty scar where they cracked open my chest and a hideous scar from where the bullet went in and out. The doctor said I was lucky it went in and out other than bouncing around. He told me if it did he wouldn't be able to tell me this. I am thankful for everything everyone did. But I just want to go home. I have my breakfast. Its so tasteless. No salt or anything on it. They put me as kosher meals because I refused to eat bacon. It is what it is I suppose. The doctor comes in and he looks at my wounds.

"You are healing nicely."
"Thanks I guess."

"I see you haven't refused any pain medication. Is it hurting more?"
"No sir. Its just the boys told me to do what you said and stop being a dick."

He laughs.

"You got two special ones there for sure."
I smile. Because really I cant add to that. They are special and the best boys in the entire planet as far as I'm concerned.

"So doc..…"
"Next week probably."
"No I wasn't going to ask that. The boys told me to stop. I was going to ask if its OK my sister brings me a hamburger. I just want something that has some flavor. Is that OK?"

He looks at me.

"Yeah I suppose that would be fine. But I want you to eat the food the hospital gives you. Its designed to help you heal quicker, and of course healthier than a hamburger."
"Yes sir."

"I will stop by later to check on you."
"Thank you sir."
I text Nikki as soon as he walks out.

The doctor says I can have a hamburger.

You being truthful

Yes.

Do I need to check with him?
If you want. But I just asked him. I was good too. I didn't bitch at him to let me go home.

I will see you around 4 with the boys. Kenny and Jenny want to come too.

I miss them too. I miss everyone.

And they miss you. Now take a nap.

I set my phone down and the nurse walks in and hands me pain pills. I take them and when they hit my system I am napping as Nikki ordered me to do.

So that's pretty much how it went for me for the next week. Finally on Friday he says to me.

"Mr Jones are you ready to go home?"
I just look at him like he is the biggest idiot on the planet.

"I will take that as a yes."

"What time?"
"Around noon. Usually after lunch."
"Alright." I say grinning.

"Now you cant go back to work for another month. Are you going to listen to that? Or will you be a dumb ass?"
I just sigh.

"Look doc even if I wanted to go back to work. Which I do with all of my heart. No one would let me."
"I think they made that perfectly clear to you. I just don't know if you were listening."
"I was. I have one very small favor to ask."
He looks at me and waits. I try to find the words so he will say yes.

"Tomorrow is Saturday."
"Mhm." He nods.

"On the weekends we have the children come to the restaurant for lunch. "Can I please go?" I ask tears in my eyes.

"Will you be working?"

"Can I carry plates of food?"
"No. Not yet."
"If I promise to sit on my lazy ass and not do anything but talk to the children is that OK"
He looks at me.

"Why is it so important to you?"
"Because they have all been scared and worried about me. I want to show them I'm OK. Well, as OK as I can be right now. That and I just really love all of them so much. So may I please go? I promise I will be good. I wont even go into the kitchen. I wont touch a plate of food. I will only give and receive hugs."

He nods at me.

"I think that will be OK. I can see why you want to. I have been in your restaurant a few times since it happened and I have to admit I was really impressed. The children walked in and the place stopped until all the children were fed. My wife was really impressed too. Not to mention the food was amazing. So I can understand why you want to say hi to your little friends."
I'm grinning now.

"Make sure you put that on my releases papers because no one would believe me and swear I'm lying. If it was up to them I bet I would go home and get into bed and stay there for years."
"They love you and want whats best for you."
"I know its irritating and great at the same time."
"I understand." He answers with a smile.

The doctor and I talk a few minutes more about my after care. What I have to do and I have a few questions. He answers them really well. He really is a good doctor I have found. After he leaves I grab my phone and text Mitchell. I don't want Nikki to know yet.

Free at last. Free at last. Thank God Almighty I'm free at last.

Can you come get me and not tell Nikki?
A minute or so later I get a text back from him.

Be right there.

I text back.

They said like an hour. So take your time. Can you grab me some clothes. I don't want to go home naked.

I get back a laughing emoji. I smile and think. Yeah big time gangsta sending silly emojis. Hes such a good guy. I wish people could see him like I do. I mean I know he has probably hurt people so badly they don't recover. You know kill them. But I doubt he wanted to. I wish I could have met Mitchell and Quinton when they were boys. I bet their lives would be different now. I sigh as I am thinking about this. I know I cant change the world. But I can make a difference in my little neighborhood. I know I made a difference in William and Shelitha's life. I know that I have had a positive impact on Jamal and his mom. I know for sure Tremay has been influenced positively by me. I just wish I could help every single child that needs it. I don't mean in my little neck of the woods but everywhere. I know I cant. But the desire is there for certain. I eat the food they give me for lunch. I don't want to because I know in a little while I will be having something good to eat. But I'm trying to be a good boy like the boys told me to be. I know they were right. I just was going nuts with desire to go home. They set me straight pretty quick.

As I finish Mitchell and Quinton walk in carrying a bag of clothes I'm guessing.

"We picked some stuff up for you. Pretty sure it will all fit."
"Why didn't you just get some stuff from my house?"
"You said not to tell Nikki and I just didn't want to break in your house."

"Yeah sorry didn't think about that."

He pulls out a t-shirt and snaps it open.

"What do you think?"

I look at the t-shirt and it has our logo on the right breast. Mr Jones Place Everyone Welcome. Then on the other breast is printed Mr Jones.

"They are super cool. How much did they cost?"

"Just the cost of the shirts. We loaned a guy some money to start a print shop."
"Oh. So how is he doing with it?"

"So good he paid us back in a month, and was real happy to do this for you."
"Was he real happy or did you suggest he was real happy?"
"Seeing as how he printed an extra 50 shirts and made 10 special like this for you. I'm going to say he was genuinely happy to do it for you." Quinton answers in his deep baritone.

"OK I'm not complaining. But what are we going to do with all the shirts?"
"See we asked him the same thing. He was like. Sell them and make some extra money." Mitchell answers.
"Huh. I never thought about that. Maybe we can have him print on the back next time. I helped at Mr Jones Place."
"Shoot wont have to wait until next time. Just ask him he will do it with a smile. Never seen a happier guy in my life." Mitchell tells me.

"So why is he doing this for me? I'm not thinking he has any ill intentions. Just curious."
"We was too. You remember a boy named Clayton?"
I smile.

"Sure nice little guy. Always super polite."
"That's his son."
I just nod and smile.

"You know I bet he will do really good business. Does he have any fliers or cards we can set out at the restaurant so people will know hes in business?"
"Already taken care of.'

"Maybe on the next shirts he can put under out logo smaller of course. Printed by Clayton's dad or whatever his name is."
"I bet he would like that."
"I figure its only fair. The man is doing it at cost. Only seems right he gets something out of it other than feeling good."

I slip on the t-shirt and it takes me a minute because it still hurts a lot. Especially when I lift my arms up like that. I slip on the jeans they got me and socks. Then lace up the new tennis shoes. Now mind you I don't spend loads of money on shoes. I think $80 is the most I ever paid for tennis shoes in my life. But I know these shoes and they are like $200 a pair.

"I will pay you guys for this stuff when we get back."

"We ain't worried about that at all. Matter fact you try you gonna wind up back here." Quinton says.

"OK. I appreciate it."
"We know."

I sign all the paperwork and the nurse wheels me down. Its so funny because Mitchell and Quinton are loaded down with flowers as well as me It just strikes me funny these two guys most people would think are just stone cold thugs helping me carrying flowers. Not only that but fussing to make sure they don't get messed up.

Quinton runs off and gets the car and pulls it around. I get in the back and off we go.
When we arrive at my house I ask if they want to come in. Both say they have things to do. I'm good with that. I'm just glad they could come and get me. I walk in the house and see a pack of cigarettes sitting there. Now I haven't had one in a month. I haven't missed them really. But now I want one more than anything in the world. OK not to that extreme but I really REALLY want one.

"Fuck it."I tap the pack and one pops out and I screw it between my lips and fire that baby up. I inhale and it hurts a little in the lung that collapsed but not bad enough I don't want to smoke it. I walk through the house just checking to make sure everything is the way its supposed to be. I know no one would dare rob me. I hope not anyway. I don't see them lasting a day or two after if they did. Not from anything I would do but others would take care of it before I even figured it out. I'm pretty sure Mitchell and Quinton wouldn't even ask me what I wanted done. I think they would just do it.

When I get to my room I look at my bed and long to climb in it. The hospital bed was less than comfortable. I'm pretty worn out already. But I'm not going to waste my time sleeping right now. But I do think about it. I look at the time and its 1:00.

"OK maybe a little nap."

I set my phone for an hour slip off my new clothes and slide into bed. It feels so amazing and I can smell the boys. My cock gets rock hard and then I fall asleep in seconds. The alarm is blaring I swear in seconds I hit the snooze button twice and realize I wished Christmas came that fast when I was a boy. Not that I ever really got lots. But it was a fun day anyway. I wake up after the alarm goes off for the third time and rub the sleep from my eyes. I really just want to go back to sleep. But I need to go to the restaurant. I put my clothes back on and grab a winter coat because the guys didn't think to get me one. Its fine I don't care. I was in the car and it was warm so it didn't really matter. I grab the truck keys and my wallet and go to the restaurant. I walk in and its busy. I see the drawings framed on the wall and go look at them. Wondering who did it. Its all the Christmas wishes and other thank you cards from the children. I smile as I read them. Such good children I am thinking.

"Mr Jones what are you doing here?" Shay asks from behind me.

I slowly turn and look at her.

"I'm allowed to be here."
"You ain't working."
"No I cant yet. But soon." I say grinning.

"You want something to eat?"

"Ill just grab some pizza and a Coke."

"Can I hug you?" she asks me.

"Not hard. But yes."
She gives me a soft hug and we both hear.

"MR JOOOOOONESSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Winston is flying across the dining room drawing attention as he does. Everyone sees me and smiles.

Nikki looks over and sees me and glares at me. She is right behind Winston who I scoop up and pull up to hug. It was a mistake. It hurts so bad now I almost peed myself. I hug him and put him back down quickly after a sloppy little boy kiss and hug.

"Why aren't you in the hospital?!?!" Nikki half screams at me.

"The doctor said I could leave. So I did."

"Why are you here. You are so not working yet?"
"I just wanted to come in and see it is all. I missed it. I know I cant work yet. I like the drawings and notes framed."
"Don't try to change the subject on me Gary."

"Who is changing the subject I thought we were done with it."
she harrumphs at me.

"Mr Jones can you make me some fancy toast? Everybody does it wrong."

I look down at him.

"I got to get permission. But maybe."

He grins.

"So can I make him some fancy toast?"

"Is that all you will do?" She looks at me hard.

"I might go to the office and check the books."
She bends down and gets to Winston's level.

"Mr Jones can make you some fancy toast." He grins. Then she looks at me. "And that's ALL he is going to make."

I just hold up my hands. I know when I'm beaten.

I walk back to the kitchen and Michelle is working the grill and looks like she is doing a great job of it.

I walk up and grab some Texas toast and dip it in the batter she looks at me and goes back to what she was doing then takes a double take.

"Mr Jones!!!" She says excited.

"Michelle!!!!" I say back just as excited to mess with her.

She laughs and goes back to working on what she was working on. I finish Winston's fancy toast and sprinkle powdered sugar over it like I know he likes. I add a couple strawberries to the side of the plate and put it in the window. I see a few tickets in the window seeing as how Michelle is behind a little I pitch in and start making a few plates up. Nikki comes to the window and looks at me

"Are you fucking kidding me?" She shouts through the window.

I plate the food and set it in the window, look down properly chastised, and head to the office. I go over the books and I just cant believe how good we are doing. I am looking at the deposits and a knock on the door and the delivery guy Grant pokes his head in.

"Heard you were here."
"Yeah no one will let me do anything though."
"You got shot. Seems like you should take a little time off."
"I did Grant. I was off a month."
He walks in the office and I motion to the chair. I open the desk drawer and we both reach in and grab a cigarette from the pack there. We fire them up with the lighter I have on the desk.

"So how is your sons basketball team doing. I haven't heard for a month."

"Jason is doing great. He is the starting power forward."
"Fucking awesome. I should bring the boys and watch a game."

"I would love that if you did. He wants to meet you. Every time I make a delivery he is asking me later if I talked to you. He has been really worried about you."
"That makes two of us. I was pretty worried about me too."
He takes a hit off his cigarette and looks at me through squinted eyes from the smoke.

"I assure you it was a lot more than two. That poor girl you got in there was worried sick. All of them really. But Michelle man she is still upset. Swears its her fault."
"Yeah. She keeps telling me that. I keep telling her it wasn't. She wont listen. Fucking women never do."
He laughs.

"Yeah I been married 22 years. Who you telling?"
"Does Jason play tonight? Maybe the boys and I can come see him tonight?"
"It is a home game starts at 7."
"At the middle school?"
"Yes sir."

"Cool. I don't know if I will be there. Seems like I'm on a pretty short leash. I'm not even sure Nikki will let the boys come home tonight. But I hope she does."
"You will be lucky if she lets you go home tonight. She has been carrying on about you something fierce."
"Yeah she tends to do that."

"I tell you my son will be thrilled if you make it. He has been telling his team we are friends. He wants to meet you so bad."
"I really don't know why."
"He thinks you are a hero. Not to mention he has been reading about you feeding the kids around here. He wants to help on the weekends. I told him I would have to talk to you first."

"We always use more help. Even if we have enough it might be nice for him to just go around and talk to the children. See how they are doing. See if there is some special food they have been wanting we don't serve."
"He would like that. He told me he would even do dishes if that's what you needed. The boy hates doing dishes. But he wants to help."

"I cant promise but I will try to be there. I don't know what its going to be like. I'm guessing like prison but with less freedom."
He laughs as do I.

He snuffs out his butt and then I do.

"Did you get something to eat?"

"Getting a meatloaf sandwich to go."

"Good."
We walk out of the office and I smell popcorn popping. I'm wondering whats going on and walk up front as Grant heads out the back with his to go box. I really like him. He loves his son so much. He is always telling me stories about what they have done. He is a good dad and a very active one at that. He is a great guy for sure. If someone asked me how to be a good dad I would say follow that guy.

I see the popcorn machine is going and I'm curious as to why. I open the door and pull out a handful and start munching on it. Its pushing 3 now. I'm smile as a little girl comes through the door with her big brother.

"Hi Mr Jones." They say to me.

"You guys hungry?"
"Yeah we came in for our after school snack."

"Oh. What would you like?"
"Big old bag of popcorn please." She says to me.

"And you fine sir?" He giggles and I tweak his cheek.

"The same please."
"Sure thing guys." I make up a bag for each of them and a few more children come in. So I got a line of children all waiting for popcorn. I'm almost out after a few minutes and figure out how to make more and it starts popping. I'm handing out bag after bag of popcorn for a good 45 minutes when Jamal and Tremay walk in. We see each other at the same time. Their eyes get great big and their smiles soon follow. They strip off their coats and half hang them up and are around the counter in seconds hugging me.

"Your really here." Tremay says.

"Yeah buddy. They kicked me out of the hospital."

Both boys are hugging me and I rub their backs.

"Now go get your homework started."
"Yes sir." The answer in unison and go get their book bags they had cast aside.

I hand out popcorn to about a hundred children from 5 to 18. I am glad the older ones are starting to come in now too. There are no more children in line so I go and sit with the boys and bring them a bag of popcorn each and a soda.

"Thanks Mr Jones." I hear from both of them. I sit at the same table they are at and soon a line of children are waiting to talk to me.

I get lots of well wishes and told they were worried about me. All got hugs even the older children were hugging me. It was really nice. I cant think of a better way to spend my time then getting hugs from children I love and that love me.

Around 5 the boys are done with their homework and I am starting to get hungry.

"Come on boys lets get you home and fed." Nikki says walking up behind me.

"We are going to a basket ball game tonight." I tell her.

"That's good I like basketball." She answers.

"I meant the boys and myself." I got to stand up for myself or they will walk all over me.
"And I'm going with you." She tells me.

"I suppose that will be fine."
She smacks me. And it wasn't playful either.

"I know it will be fine. Have everybody worried and scared like that. What the hell were you thinking. Big dumb ass."
I knew this was going to come eventually. I'm surprised she waited. But she probably wanted to make sure I was OK before she tore into me.

"I saw a friend in trouble and acted without thinking. I have gone through it a million times in my head and every time I think that's the only move to make. It did work out OK though. Michelle wont ever have to worry about him again."

"So you getting shot is OK?" She says glaring at me.

"Not what I meant. I meant that she is free now. Sucks I got shot but I cant change it. Even if I could I'm not sure I would. Because if I didn't its hard to say what would have happened or how many other people got hurt."
Her look softens.

"You are still a dumb ass."

"So you have said for the last.......all your life."

She smiles at me.

"So when did we start after school snacks?"
"Right after you got hurt. The children all love popcorn day which is obviously Friday. The rest of the week we give them something like a peanut butter and Jelly sandwich and some chips. Other times a handful of cookies. You know to get rid of the after school hungries."

"I like it. Its a good idea. Who came up with it?"

"William." She tells me.

"He was looking at the grocery how much bulk popcorn was and thought it was real cheap. So he suggested it. We couldn't give them popcorn every day I said. So we mix it up."
"I like it."
"I saw you were having fun passing it out."
"It was. Thanks for letting me."
"I didn't figure it would hurt you any. Popcorn's not too heavy. So whats this about a basketball game?"
"Grants son Jason is playing tonight. I have heard so much about him from Grant I just wanted to see him play. I thought it would be fun for the boys and myself. And apparently you."
"Juan will want to go too. Oh I better call Dee. I bet she will want to go." She starts saying and walking away.

I look at the boys.

"You know the whole fucking neighborhood is going right?"

They laugh because they know I'm close to right.

We order some food and Nikki gets mad.

"I got a chicken in the fridge I was going to make." She says huffy.

"It will be there tomorrow. I don't see it going anywhere."
"Totally beside the point Gary."
"Look. I love you. I love that you took my boys in without any hesitation and have taken very good care of them. But tonight we are going home after the game. I cant stand to be without them any longer."
"But I figured you would stay with us a little while." She half pouts like she used to when she was 8.

"I love you so much. But I have to do this."
"I know. Its just I will miss them so much." She tells me.

I just look at her like shes stupid.

"I know. Alright you win. But you are so coming over to help eat that chicken tomorrow."
"You only got one?"
"No there's two."

"Deal."

The boys and I have our supper at the restaurant and head back to our house. I'm so happy they are with me. When we get to the house I want to take a shower. I haven't had one in a month. Oh I'm not a dirty bastard. They gave me sponge baths but I want a real shower.

So I tell the boys I'm going to shower and after that we can sit around a half an hour or so until we go. I go upstairs and turn on the shower and climb in. The water cascading off of me feels so great. I lather up my hair first and rinse it out. I look at the still red scars on my chest. They really look vicious. The only other scar I have is on my knee when I thought I could ride a skate board when I was around 11 and failed miserably. I finish washing and get out grab a towel and dry off. I head to my room and there are two very naked and apparently horny boys laying on my bed.

"We missed you lots Mr Jones." Jamal says stroking his hard pecker.

It didn't take long before my cock thought it was a good idea to visit with the boys too.

"Lay down Mr Jones." Tremay says taking my hand.

I lay on my back and Tremay had his mouth on the head of my cock almost as soon as I was laid down. It feels so amazing as he slowly bobs up and down on my hardness. Tremay has his cute little ass in the air and Jamal crawls on his knees behind him. I watch as he lets some saliva from his mouth and it dribbles on Tremays hole. Jamal lets more out and coats his cock with it and lines up and pushes into Tremay. I imagine in my head seeing it. I love watching them penetrate each other. It is such a turn on for me. Jamal starts pumping his cock in and out of Tremay as he works my cock with his expert little young mouth. Its been so long that I almost cum a couple times but Tremay pulls off of me because he knows my reactions and doesn't want me to cum yet obviously. It only takes Jamal about four minutes or so to reach his peak as he is pummeling his brothers ass. When he comes down he taps Tremay on the shoulder and Tremay lifts off my cock and Jamal takes his place and Tremay lines his throbbing cock up to Jamal's darker ass and pushes in. Jamal is really working my cock and I know I wont last too long watching my cock slip between his thicker lips and into his hot warm mouth. I love watching his cheeks flair out as my cock slips into his mouth. He fondles my balls and that's all it took. I start unleashing my cum into his mouth. I tell you what it was a lot. As I am cumming I put my hand on the back of his head and he swallows most of what is shooting into his mouth. After he milks me dry he slowly lifts off and I see a bit of cum that escaped the corner of his mouth. Seeing the color contrast of the whiteness of the cum on his lovely black skin is so hot to me. Tremay is slamming into him now and has his drymax forcing his cock as deep into him as he can. He is panting as he gets done. When he gets done he slowly pulls from Jamal and they both lay on either side of me and they are snuggled up. They both are carefully tracing my scar with their fingers.

"We were so scared Mr Jones." Tremay says to me.

"I was scared too."
"We was scared you was gonna die." Jamal informs me.

"I didn't so no need to worry about it now."
"But what if it happens again?" Tremay asks.

"I think the odds are highly unlikely. But guys our plan worked out pretty well if something happens to me. You boys stayed with Nikki and she loves you boys almost as much as me. Not to mention Juan he really loves you guys too."
"Juan has a big pecker." Tremay informs me.

"Yeah super huge even." Jamal agrees.

I am kind of shocked. I never thought Juan would do anything with a boy.

"How do you know this? Did you boys play with Juan?"
Honestly it was kind of turning me on. I never really thought of Juan that way before. But now that thought is in my head I kind of like it.

"No he wouldn't let us. He said whatever we do with you is fine. He just isn't interested in boys."

"So how do you boys know how big Juan is?"

"It was kind of an accident. See I got scared one night and I went to their room to sleep with them. Like we do with you and Aunt Nikki was sucking him and it was huge." Tremay tells me.

"When I woke up and he wasn't there I got worried so I went to see and he was in the doorway watching. It was real hot watching them."
"Did you tell them what you saw?"
"Yeah. We only watched a minute or so. But we told them the next day about it. Aunt Nikki was super embarrassed." Jamal tells me.

"I'm sure she was."

"Yeah the next day we was talking to Uncle Juan and I asked him if I could do that. Cuz I wanted to see if it would even fit in my mouth. But he said no." Tremay informs me.

"Well, not everyone is like me."
"We know Mr Jones. But you should have seen it. It was like this big."
He holds his hands out showing about a foot.

"Wow no wonder my sister is always in a good mood." I say laughing.

The boys both giggle.

"Guys as much as I am enjoying laying here with you. We need to get dressed so we don't miss any of the game."
"Cool." Is the response in stereo and we all get dressed and I drive to get Nikki and Juan.

When we arrive we walk in and I see all the changes and make a comment it all looks great. We get out to the truck and I ask Juan if he will drive because I need to take a pill. Sadly having fun with the boy and tensing my muscles really hurts me now. But it was so worth it. Juan drives to the middle school and we pull in and park among the throng of cars, and head in with a small groups of people.

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