Mr Jones Neighborhood

Part 4

We both get dressed and Tremay helps me and I tell you I appreciate it too. Its bending that hurts so much. He helps me get my socks on as I'm sitting on the bed. Its kind of nice honestly. We head downstairs and he grabs my shoes and unties them.

"Mr Jones you always untie your shoes."
"I was in pain and didn't care."
"I get it. These are super cool shoes though."
"Mitchell and Quinton got them for me."
"They always got cool shoes."
"Yes they do. Maybe I should always have them get me shoes."
He laughs because he knows I would never. OK I might but he still finds it amusing.

He slips on my shoes and ties them for me. I have to admit its nice him doing it for me. I like to be touched by him. It always makes me feel nice.

"What coat do you want?" He asks me.

"The camel hair."

"You like that one huh?"

"Yes I do. It keeps my butt warm."
"Maybe I should get one."
"If you want we can get you one."
"Are they expensive?"

"Kind of but not really. I got this one on sale for like $200."
"Two hundred dollars is super expensive."He is shocked by the amount.

"If you were just wearing it one winter yes it would be. But I have had this coat I guess 15 years or so. So its not so much per year if you think about it like that."
"Yeah but I'm still getting bigger and it would be wasteful to get one for me."
"Buddy if you want one I'm sure we can find one and I'm sure that for a boys size it would be a lot less."
"Seems too expensive for me."
"Buddy nothing is too expensive for you. You deserve anything you want." I tell him as he puts on his coat and I stand up to put mine on.

"I don't know about that. But it is a cool coat."
"I tell you what I will look online and see if I can find one for you. If I cant find one like mine I'm sure we can find a long trench coat for you.
"Maybe next year Mr Jones. This winter is almost over."
"You make a valid point buddy. It is March now. So maybe another month or two of snow and cold."
"Maybe they got one at Goodwill?"
"Maybe. I guess we can check and see. But I would like to get you a new one."
"Mr Jones I don't care nothing about that."
"I know I just like getting you. new stuff because I want you to have new."
"Mr Jones its a coat it ain't like its underwear or nothing."

"Ow used undies." I say making a face and him laughing at me.

We head out the door and its kind of warm today its probably like 40F (around 4C) so I really don't need a heavy coat. But its what I asked for. Its just been really cold lately.

"Lets start with Dee since she is home."
We walk over as fast as I can. So an 80 year old with a walker would beat me. OK maybe not. I may give them a run for their money though. We get there and knock. Jenny answers the door grinning.

"Hi Mr Jones."
"Hi Jenny. I need to talk to your mom."
"Shes in the kitchen drinking coffee."
"Thank you pun kin.
We walk in and all three children are helping me get out of my coat and shoes. Its nice but I wish I could do it myself like I used to without even thinking about it.

Tremay walks with me to the kitchen and I sit down. I grab her pack of Newport's and screw it between my lips. She is looking at me.

"You feeling better?"
I nod as I light it. Tremay gets me a coffee and races off with Kenny and Jenny.

"I need to apologize. I haven't been myself. I've been a real prick to people that love me the most."

"Mr Jones you are just getting over it. I figure you was in pain and worried about stuff. I'm not worried about it."

"I am. I feel like such an idiot."
"You are anything but that."

I sip my coffee.

"This is really good."

"Folgers Breakfast blend."
"I like it. Its not all in your face coffee. Its nice and mild."
"I thought I would try it. I like it a lot. Think its my new brand."

"It is good." I say and take another drink of it.

We sit and talk an hour about nothing and everything. Like good friends do.

"I got more apologizing to do today. So I guess we best be heading out." I tell her.

"Yeah you got Nikki all kinds of upset."
"I didn't mean to. She was just pissing me off. Among other things."

"I understand and she does too."
I get up and rinse out my cup and head to the living room Dee following behind. Tremay sees me and is by my side in a second. I sit down and he is getting one shoe on and Kenny the other. I can see Kenny's cock slipped out from his underwear and is hanging there looking so nice. I still cant believe how big his cock is at his age. If it any indication of how big it will be when hes grown I bet its like a foot long or more. I want to see it later in his life too for sure just because I know its going to be massive.

I'm again all ready and Tremay gets his shoes on quick and his coat just as fast. He is such a good boy I think as I watch him zip his jacket.

"To the restaurant sir." I tell Tremay and he just smiles at me. We are walking in the street because its clear of snow. Normally I would use the side walks because that's what they are there for. I hate when people walk in the street when there are sidewalks. This time of year not so much. But in the summer it irritates me.

It takes half an hour what is usually a ten minute walk. When we finally get there I am tuckered out. I take a seat right inside the door and don't bother removing my coat. Tremay takes his off and hangs it up. He goes and gets me a coffee and him soda. I unbutton my coat and lean back. I take a sip of the coffee. No sugar in it. I grab the sugar from the table and pour some in and give it a stir. Nikki saw us when we first walked in and smiled at us. I smiled back before I sat down.

I get some strength back and I want to get the books all caught up. Its a lot of work and I know they are keeping track on paper. But its not on the computer and its not really great the way they did it. I mean they did what they knew. I'm certainly not upset. But I have the register tapes and the amount per day so I know how much tax and whatnot I need to set aside in a separate account. Who knew I would be a tax collector? I start in and get a couple of weeks done on the spreadsheets. I see that Michelle got underpaid a couple times so I make sure to rectify that. The new evening cook did too, as well as Nikki. Apparently they were taking too much tax out. I'm just going to give them the difference in cash. I don't want to go through all the bullshit to fix it right. Its way too much paperwork for a little over a hundred each. Strangely Williams was right. I wonder how that is. I think I will give him a little extra just because. He really deserves everything he is getting now. He is trying so hard and I just know he is going to make it. I get about three weeks done and Nikki walks in the office.

"Getting it all fixed?"
"Yeah. I found a mistake on the taxes we overpaid for you. guys. So I figure just make it up in cash."
"Sounds fair to me."

I wait a minute and look at her. My sweet sister who I love no matter what. Boy she can sure piss me off in a second though. I guess that's family in general.

"Look I'm sorry."

"Forget about it Gary. Water under the bridge and all that."
"No you need to understand what I think I figured out."

"OK."

"I'm scared Nikki. I'm scared to fucking death. I don't know whats happening with my body. I mean fuck this is hard to explain. Let me try again. The doctor said it could take up to a year for me to recover. I don't know what that means. Fuck. I know what it means. But I don't know how long things are going to be around. Like the pain. Is it going to just one day just be gone? Is it going to be with me the rest of my life? I asked and the doctor couldn't answer. I don't know if I will ever be back to 100% of what I was before. In my head I think I will. But I don't know that for sure. But what really terrifies me the most. Is that I wont be able to take care of the boys. I worry about them so much. I'm afraid I cant be there for them like they need me to be." Tears are slipping down my face now.

"Gary you could be in a wheel chair and those boys wouldn't care. They just want to be with you. As for you taking care of them. They have sadly had lives where they can take care of themselves without any help from anyone. They are survivors those two. So don't you. even think twice about being able to take care of them. They will take care of you if they have to."
I chuckle.

"Tremay has been taking care of me all day. He made breakfast. Helped me with my shoes and coat. Hell he even mostly dressed me. I just don't want to see the pain in your guys eyes. I know you cant control it. But its painful for me to see. I don't want to cause you guys pain ever. I was thinking if I wasn't around you wouldn't have to see it."
"That would hurt worse. Sometimes your a dumb ass you know it?"
"You got the bedside manner of Josef Melange you know that?"
She laughs and I do too.

"I came back to let you know the children have started coming in. They asked about you. You up to visiting?"

I grin.

"Yeah I will go visit. But I don't think I should serve today. It kind of fucked me up the last time. I got to be slower on this shit."
"Good now you. know you aren't fucking superman."
"Nah never thought that. Fartman sure."

"Shut up." She says slapping my arm.

We head to the dining room and I walk out and grab a couple plates on my way and sit them down in front of two children who greet me with happy smiles.

"Thank you Mr Jones." They chime.

I smile and touch the top of their heads. I go and find a spot next to my little princess Jenae. Shay is walking by.

"Shay can you grab me a glass of water and a Coke please?"
"Sure Mr Jones. She takes out a few more plates of food to the last of the children that just came in and brings me my drinks.

"Thank you." I pull out a pill bottle and get out one codeine tablet and a couple of Tylenol's. This seems to be working so far. I want to get rid of the codeine as fast as I can. But I also know it wont be just yet.

"You still hurting Mr Jones?" Jenae asks.

"Yeah but its getting better. Soon I wont have to take any pills. I hope anyway."
"Me too."
We talk while she eats and I see a few more come in and they get served. A few leave and stop and tell me hi and give a quick hug. Its nice I tell you. Jenae gets done and she heads home after giving me a hug and kiss. Of course we shared I love youse too.

For the next hour or so children would come in and join me at my table as they ate. It was nice being able to just sit and talk with them. I learned a lot about my little friends I didn't know before. I got lots more hugs and kisses throughout lunch. I had been sitting by myself a couple minutes just thinking about how nice this all is and how I tried to fuck it all up. Nikki is right I am a dumb ass.
Tremay sits a plate in front of me with some meatloaf mashed potatoes and Lima beans. I like Lima beans and surprisingly when we serve them a lot of the children choose them too.

"I figured you need to eat."
"Thanks. Its hard to remember when I don't have an appetite. Have you eaten?"
"Yes sir."
"Good boy."

He sees my Coke is almost empty and goes and refills it. He comes and sits down with me as I eat. We talk about how things are going to be different at home now. Its going to be a little more work for the boys. But Tremay is totally on board with it. Just like Nikki said. I hate when she is right. That and a three foot flame always burn my ass.

As I am eating Juan shows up with Jamal. They walk over and sit with us. We chat about nothing in particular. Juan gives me my truck keys and I'm happy about that. I wasn't exactly looking forward to walking home. But I would have. I'm also happy Jamal is coming home with us too. I've missed him greatly. Jamal has some lunch and we head home. Driving doesn't hurt as much as walking. But everything causes a little pain right now. I hope its not always like this. We get home and when we arrive I head in and sit on the couch after I take off my coat. The boys decided they are going to play a game. I'm good with that. I enjoy listening to their banter back and forth as they play.

"Did you see your mom today Jamal?"
"Yes sir."
"Is she doing alright?"
"Yes sir. She said she still wants to use. But wants to enjoy life more. She says the two don't go together."
"I'm sure she is right. Because she didn't seem like she was enjoying life much before."
"No I don't think so either." He answers.

I am worried that she is going to take him from me any day now. I know that's the eventual goal and it will be good for him and for her. I really do want it to happen. I do I swear. But I am going to be so sad when it does. I imagine that Tremay and I will spill gallons of tears when it happens. But it really is how it should be. As much as I don't like it.

"She wanted me to ask if I can stay with her next weekend." Jamal tells me.

"Do you want too?" is my response.

"I think so yes." He tells me never taking his eyes off the game on the TV.

"Its entirely up to you Jamal. If you. want to I'm good with it."
"I want to try. She is doing really good."
"I'm glad." I tell him as my heart is breaking.

I know he loves his mother and he should. I know I did the right thing getting her help as I should. I just guess I'm selfish. Its not like I will never see him. Its just I wont have him here with me all the time. Its getting to be around five now and I imagine the boys are getting hungry.

"Hows Chinese food sound?"
"Sounds good to me Mr Jones." Jamal answers.

"Get lots of egg rolls." Tremay puts in.

"Yeah lots and lots of egg rolls." Jamal agrees.

"So like a dozen or so?" I say smiling and half joking.

"Sounds perfect." Jamal answers and gets killed in the game at the same time.

He rejuvenates and goes back to playing.

"So beef and snow peas you boys like and the General Tsaos and the sweet and sour chicken."
"Yeah I like all those." Tremay tells me.

"Yep."
"I will call now."
I order the food and I watch as the boys play. I paid for it already when I ordered. When it arrives Jamal gets it and gives the driver a tenner because gas is expensive and they got to make a living and buy gas too. Besides its only like a 25% tip. I ordered a lot. I'm thinking maybe lunch for me tomorrow and maybe the next day.

We go to the kitchen table and the boys set it quickly and we sit to eat. Those two weren't kidding about the egg rolls. When we are done there are two left and I only had two myself. The boys put everything up for me, and even do the dishes even when I said I would get it. I feel kind of bad and a little lazy letting them do it. But I also know its temporary I will be back to me soon. I fucking hope anyway. When they get done they walk into the living room.

"Mr Jones we are going to take our bath now." Jamal tells me.

"OK buddy."
"Do you want a Coke or anything?" Tremay asks.

I lift my can and its pretty full.

"No I'm good. Thank you though."
They race up the stairs and I hear the water start and them horsing around. It makes me smile knowing that they are having fun playing. I wonder if I hadn't moved here what would be going on in their lives now. Would Camille have ever entered treatment? You just cant answer questions like that. Where would Tremay be? Would his life be as happy and filled with love if I hadn't moved? Would Mitchell and Quinton have worked towards creating a legitimate business. I mean sure they still sell drugs. I don't know if they sell the harder drugs I have never asked its not my business to know. But I'm sure that they do. I'm kind of daydreaming and half watching the TV. Its nice to be honest. I reach over and take a pill because its time. I'm not hurting as bad as I have been. I guess its because I didn't over do it today. I think that's good. I only take one codeine tablet and am pretty relaxed. I can feel my eyelids getting heavy. Like so much so that my head falls forward waking me up. I look at the time and its only like 8. But I figure if I'm this tired I may as well head to bed. The boys will be fine if I do. I slowly get up and make it upstairs and strip to nothing and climb into my bed. Once I lay my head on my pillow I think I should tell the boys good night. As I am thinking this I pass plum out from being so tired.

I wake up slightly when the boys climb into bed with me. It could have been a few minutes or a few hours. I really don't know. I feel them snuggle in and everything seems right with the world now and I fall back to sleep and dream of puppies and rainbows. I do wake up around three in the morning and have to pee. I am in a little pain but manageable but I still take a pill so that it doesn't overwhelm me. I think about staying up and decide that I will. I'm pretty well rested. I slip on my house coat because its a little chilly this morning and head downstairs and make a pot of coffee. I see I have a few text messages from everyone. I answer them all back and thank them for their concern. I am in a good place now in my life I think. Getting shot really sucks. But it really has shown me how much everyone truly does care about me. Being a sex offender and the life I have had. You just always question if they truly like you. or if its what they can get out of you. They truly like me. I'm feeling pretty happy now and make some coffee and ts so early I decide to make a couple pans of homemade sticky buns. Everyone absolutely loves them. I don't make them often because they are so much work. Actually its not really a lot of work its a matter of you have to let them rise twice. That's why I rarely make them. It takes forever for all that to happen. I get out the stuff and make the dough and sit down with a cup of coffee and a cigarette. I really should stop before it gets too bad. But I really just don't want too. I like smoking it feels nice. I don't know what I will do when menthol's are illegal to sell in the United States in a few years. They say its to help black people was their reasoning. I call bullshit. Because I live in a black hood and no one cares even a little bit about them in the government. I wait a good while and the dough has risen. I roll it out put butter, cinnamon and sugar on the dough roll it up and start cutting off pieces and laying them in a glass pan. I cover them with towels so the heat stays in and set them on top of the stove so they will rise faster. I sit and smoke and drink coffee. Around 5 I get a text from Mitchell.

I have some information about what you asked. If your up I can come tell you.

I'm like cool. I want to make Tremays desire a reality.

I'm up. Just drinking coffee.

He texts back.

Be there in say half an hour?

Perfect is my response.

I check the rolls and they have risen enough and I turn on the oven to get it heated up. When it beeps I put them in. I get more coffee and make more because I don't know if Quinton is coming with him or not. I do know there is only two cups left and that's not enough if its just Mitchell and myself. I get it started and grab another fag and light it up. I hear him pull in my drive and go to the door to let him in so he doesn't have to knock and possibly wake the boys. I don't want them to know about it. At least until I'm done with it or find out to see if its even possible. He walks in by himself. I don't think I've ever seen him alone before. He slips off his coat and hangs it up. I walk to the kitchen and he follows.

"Damn Mr Jones it smells good as fuck in here."
"Making sticky bus they are almost done." I say as I pour him a cup of coffee and sit it where he set at.

I sit in my spot and he starts.

"OK I know a judge says he will do it for 100. I told him you ain't rich trying to get him to go down a little. He wouldn't budge."
"Damn Mitchell. I ain't got that kind of money. I got maybe half if I use the boys college fund. Let me think here. They got about 45 in their college fund. I got about 20 in savings and everything else. So that's only 65. Dammit if we hadn't opened the restaurant I would have 35 more. Want to buy my share for 35?"
"I would in a second Mr Jones. But if I do that one everyone would kill me. Two it just wouldn't be right. Three everyone would kill me. I can loan you 35."
"Fuck Mitchell that's a ton of money. No way can I borrow that off of you. It would take me forever to pay you back."
"I wouldn't charge no vig or nothing."

I smile at him.

"You would do that for me?"

He smiles and nods his head.

"Let me look into some other things first. But I love that boy so much. I would do almost anything for to make this happen."

"Except borrow from me. That hurts Mr Jones."
"Mitchell I don't like to borrow from friends. What if something happens to me like I don't know get fucking shot or something. Then what? Its just not fair to a friend. But trust me. I am going to get that 35 and make this happen. Is there a time frame involved?"
"Not that I'm aware of."

"Huh." I say and start thinking. As I do the timer goes off. I pull out the sticky buns and set them on the counter on a rack to let them cool just a few minutes. Because right now they are hot as molten lava. I grab a couple plates from the cabinet and set them next to the sticky buns. Fuck it I think and grab a spatula and dig two out and put one on each plate. I pop it in the freezer for a minute or two and pull them out. I do this on occasion because I like how the sugary goodness crystallizes. Makes it nice and chewy. Yum. I grab forks and set one in front of Mitchell.

"Careful its still hot as fuck."

I cut mine up into pieces and let it cool. Mitchell follows my lead.

"Man why couldn't he say 50?" I say out loud and not expecting answer.

I take a bite and Mitchell does as well.

"These are better than that place in the mall. You should make these at the restaurant.
"The thought is there. But I don't really want to wake up at 3am every day to make them."
"I get that."

We finish our sticky buns and I grab two more because they are too good to just have one. We enjoy them in silence and when we are done I grab our plates and put them in the sink after I asked if he wanted another one. I get out a little box and put two in it one for Winston and one for his lovely lady.

"Does he know I'm a sex offender?"
"Yes he knows exactly who you are. He said he wouldn't do it for anyone and if it ever comes out he did they his career is over as a judge. But I also have someone that will create background checks and shit like that through CPS so it will look legitimate to the courts so it wont fall back on him."
"Did you. tell him this?"
"Yeah that's why he will do it. Niggas got to cover they asses."

I just raise my eyebrows at him.

"I know. I know."
We sit and chat a while and he says he has to get going. I walk him to the door and he grabs his coat and I hand him the box for them and he leaves. I go sit at the table and am thinking. As I am Jamal walks in smelling the air. He grins at me.

"You made sticky buns."
"Yes I did." I say and get up to get him two and some milk. He sits down and I put everything in front of him and he tears into them. I love watching these guys eat. Its a treat to see. You can tell they enjoy every bite.

"Jamal I need to talk to you and you. need to keep it a secret."
"Mr Jones I keep secrets good. You know this."
"But its from Tremay."
"Is it good?" He asks.

"I think so."
He thinks a minute as he is eating. After he is done he looks at me.

"OK."

I watch the stairs to make sure Tremay doesn't appear and hear.

"A while back Tremay told me he wished he could be my real son. Legal and everything. I told him I didn't think it was remotely possible. But I would check. I have found a way for that to happen. The reason I'm telling you is I don't want you to be upset that I don't want you to think I love him more. Its because you have your mom in your life. He doesn't have anyone really. I love you. and would love for you. to be my son too. But like I said you. have your mom and you are my son in my heart anyway. I just want to make sure he is protected in case anything happens. That way if I die or something he will for sure go to Nikki and Juan. Not off to some foster home where god knows what kind of abuse he might get."
I watch is face as he thinks about what I told him. It takes him a good minute to answer me.

"I understand."
"Are you upset?"
He smiles.

"No Mr Jones like you. said its to protect him. If I was in the same deal as him. You would do the same for me."
"Absolutely right."
"When will it happen?"
"I don't know yet."
"Why not?"
"There are a lot of things involved that have to be done first. So those have to get done and I don't know how long it will take."
He smiles.

"What?"
"We can have a HUGE party to celebrate."
"You bet your sweet ass we will."
He giggles.

"You better go wake up your brother. You got school today."

He races off and Tremay comes down and has his breakfast and is thrilled with sticky bun. Jenny and Kenny show up as Tremay is eating and they enjoy theirs and take Dee one because she is running behind. They head off to school and I get dressed. I head to the bank and withdraw $4,000 all in hundreds. I head to the restaurant and head straight to the office and put it in the safe in an envelope. See I know that if you withdraw more than I think 7 grand they report it to the feds. I'm not wanting that to happen. I figure take some out like that every few days until the accounts are drained. Because I'm sure the judge wont take a check. I finish catching the books up all the way until today. Cant do today's because we don't know yet. I lean back in my chair and light a cigarette and Grant walks in.

"You feeling better?"
"Loads. I tried to do too much at once. Thinking I'm back to normal" "Yeah I can understand that."
"I hope Jason wasn't upset I left early."
"No he understood. He was excited you showed up at all."

"Hes a nice boy."
"Yeah I talked to your sister and she said bring him by this coming weekend and she will put him to work somehow."
"For fucks sake don't trust my sister in charge of him."
He laughs.

"I got sisters too. I get ya."

He pulls out a pack of cigarettes and opens it takes one out and opens my drawer and drops it in there.

"Figure I owe you that many."
"I wasn't worried about it."

"I know."
"You going to be here this weekend?"
"I will be. I don't know to what capacity. But I will be here."

"Excellent. I know Jason will be thrilled."
"I still don't understand his liking me."
"I probably shouldn't tell you this. But I know you wont tell a soul what I tell you."
"Absolutely not."
He takes a long hit off his cigarette hold it in his lungs a minute and exhales.

"If its private maybe you shouldn't." I tell him.

"It is. But I think you should know."
"OK."
"Last year Jason told us he is gay. He hasn't come out to anyone else but he felt we should know. We of course talked to him about it and went through the usual. You are young yet you may not be. He assured us he was positive."
"I understand. That was about the age I was when I knew for sure."

"Well the thing is we found out he had a boyfriend..…"
He takes another drag from his cigarette.

"That's normal. Most boys have a friend they have a little fun with. Sadly it may not be like that for the other boy. Boys like what feels good. So please warn him when his friend gets older he may not feel the same way as he does."
"I don't see that being the case. What we found out by accident a few months after that is the house next door we own and rent out. We were renting it to a college student who was getting his masters degree. That's who his boyfriend was."
"Oh." I answer surprised.

"Yeah. When I first found out I was furious. I was going to call the cops and report him for abusing my son. I talked to the wife and she surprised me saying she already knew. I was like. What the fuck? Why didn't you. tell me this shit. The guy is molesting our son. She looks at me and tells me they are in love and it would break my sons heart of we did that. I couldn't grasp the thought of a man who is 23 years old and my son together and it being OK with my son. Who was 10 at the time. So I waited until Jason got home to talk to him. It was a few hours I had to think before he got home thankfully. I tell him I want to talk to him. Now the entire time I'm thinking before I think how he always wants to go over there. It was always dad can I go see the neighbor. So I sat him down on the couch and said. First of all you know I love you with all my heart right? He of course answers yes. I tell him I know who your boyfriend is. He starts crying instantly. He is begging me not to tell anyone. How he wanted to do stuff and his boyfriend kept telling him no. Then one day he finally talked him into it and it was all his idea and not to get him in trouble." He takes another hit.

"Bad situation."
"Yeah. So we sit and talk about it a good two hours. I'm convinced that he is telling the truth. My son doesn't lie. OK he lies about did you. take a cookie. But when its important he is truthful. I believed him and still do. When he graduated he couldn't find a job around here. By this time I talked to him and explained so long as Jason is wanting this that it fine with me. I don't like it but I understand it. So like I was saying he couldn't find a job here as much as he tried. He worked as a server trying to make it. But the perfect job opened for him in Washington state. He just couldn't say no. Jason sadly understood and of course they were both very sad. I let him stay at his boyfriends house the entire last week he was here. Jason was naturally heart broken. But he also understood that his boyfriend had to take the job because its too perfect."
"So why are you telling me this?" I ask confused by why hes telling me this.

"He has a crush on you Mr Jones."
I really don't know how to respond to this. He sees the look of confusion on my face.

"Yeah confusing isn't it?"
"To say the least."
"Is that what happened to you?"
"Except the part about the parent being understanding yeah."

"I figured that was the case. I cant see you hurting a child."
"I couldn't no matter what."
"So what I am saying is that Jason wants to spend time with you. If anything happens his mom and I will be OK with it."
"I would never suggest he and I do anything."
"I know. But if he does. Just follow your instincts. If you. think its just an infatuation don't do anything. But if you have legitimate feelings for him and he does for you. I'm really OK with it."

"I don't know what to say."
"Don't say anything its a lot to digest. Besides there is no rush."
"No there is not."
"Well better get back on my route. You have a good day Mr Jones."

"You too Grant. I think thanks for the heads up so if he does suggest something I'm not surprised."

"Its why I told you. I wanted to gauge your reaction and to see what you thought."
"I don't know what to think honestly."
"I feel ya. See you next time."
"Sure." I say nodding my head. He takes his leave and I just sit and think of Jason. I shake my head and decide to take a pill. I head out of the office and lock the door as usual. Could probably leave the front doors unlocked and we would be safe. But don't want to tempt an honest person. I go and grab a glass of water and take my pill. I talk to everyone working a few minutes then head home. I go to my kitchen office and pull up my emails. The real estate guy answered me back the day I sent it. I call him up.

"I have changed my mind. I don't want to sell but I want the house appraised. Can you do that?"
"Sure. When do you want it done?"
"The sooner the better."
"Today around 2 OK?"
"Perfect.

I have some lunch and straighten the house a little. I have a seat and watch TV until he shows up. He shows up on time.

"So Mr Jones you want an appraisal done?"
"Yes sir. I need to borrow some money from the bank and I figure this would make it easier in the long run if I have a general idea what its worth now."

He looks around the living room.

"I can assure you its worth a lot more than you paid for it. I saw from the outside you have done an amazing amount of work on the house. What all have you done?"
So I walk him through the house and show him all the updates I have done. He loves the floors being redone. He said that in itself added a lot of value. When we are done he tells me he thinks he could easily sell it for $75,000 but he would list it for around 85 with the current housing market. Now I'm thinking my house that I paid $7500 for is now worth ten times as much. I cant help but smile. He gets done and leaves just in time for my boys to get off the school bus.

"Mr Jones who was that man?" Tremay asks me.

"Someone I know." I tell him.

I don't want him to know anything about the money changing hands. I just want it to happen because I love him so much. I don't want him thinking he owes me or anything like that. I just want it to be done. After I get the boys something to eat I just made them some grilled cheese sandwiches. Its easy and they love them and so do I that's why I made one for me too.

When they get done I go to my computer and open my emails. I start working on the projects in my email box until around 5. I walk out into the living room and the boys have their homework done already of course and are playing their game. I like that they have fun doing it. But I need to get them interested in other things. Granted in the summer they love to be outside and playing with the others. But this time of year when its 15 degrees outside its not as much fun for sure. I sit on the couch and am thinking about how much I will need to borrow. If I work my ass off I can have it paid of in a year. Maybe sooner depending on many factors. I sure don't want to owe money on the house. It makes me feel secure its paid for. Its one less worry to have. But I also want to be able to replace the boys college fund money too. I'm at a loss of exactly how to approach it and how to get the money for a big ass bribe. I feel gross since I didn't shower yesterday and haven't yet today.

"Guys what sounds good for supper?" I hadn't thought about it until now because I have had everything else on my mind.

"Can we go to the restaurant and have meatloaf Its meatloaf Monday." Tremay asks.

"I think that sounds pretty good Tremay. What do you think Jamal?"
"Sure. I like meatloaf."
So I go and get dressed thinking I'm a dirty person. I need a shower or bath. I will get one when we get back for certain. I feel all oily. We head down to the restaurant after I get dressed. I probably should have gotten dressed earlier for the real estate guy. But fuck all that. I have found that being dressed hurts me more. Like I need a reason to be naked I think to myself.

When we get to the restaurant its pretty busy. So busy in fact that we get the last available table. I look around and smile thinking that we did this. The ladies and I created a good restaurant that is affordable for the people in the neighborhood to enjoy a nice meal that doesn't break the bank. It does my heart good to see all the families eating. After I sit down of course a few people come over and talk with me and the boys a minute. They all leave us alone when our food arrives. We all eat and enjoy everything and I have a slice of peach pie for dessert. I am thinking we should start making them here instead of buying them. Not just because its cheaper. But because its just better that way. I will look into it. It doesn't seem like there is really a place for me as a cook anymore. They have hired another person to help with that as well. So now we have three cooks. One that just works 5 nights a week. Michelle who works 5 days a week at it. Then a guy that works their shifts when they are off. It seems to be working out pretty well. Then we have a new full time dishwasher as well. Its really turning into a thriving restaurant. Who would have thought me feeding some children that were playing would turn into this? Before our dinner arrived I took a pill. Its only the third one I have taken today. I'm not sure if its because the pain is starting to fade or if I am being smarter and not pushing the limits. Maybe a mixture of both. The pain is still there. But its more of a dull ache than the massive pain from a few days ago.

We head home and when we get there I let the boys know I want to take a shower. I head upstairs undress and do just that. When I get done I put my robe back on and head back downstairs.

"Mr Jones can we play a game?" Jamal asks me.

"Aren't you playing a game now?"
"Yes sir. But we were thinking of a game you like to play. So we can all play." Jamal answers next.

"Sure guys. What would you like to do?"

"I want to play chess." Tremay informs me.

"I would like that. But it wouldn't be much fun for you guys because I'm better than you are for now. Why don't we play something all three of us can play like monopoly?"
"How about Payday?" Tremay asks.

I think that's his favorite board game. Its fun sure and I like it as well as Jamal.

"Sure. What do you think Jamal?"

He smiles and races off to get the board. That's the answer I suppose.

I go and grab a soda from the fridge and we sit at the kitchen table. Before I would have just sat on the floor with them. But those days are gone for now. Its just too hard to get up yet. We play a couple hours and Tremay ends up winning. He has his celebration telling us how bad we are and how great he is.

"Yes young man you are great. But you two need to get your baths. School tomorrow."
"Yes sir." They answer and race off and take their baths. I look and its around 8 now. Perfect I'm thinking we can sit and watch some TV and I can cuddle with my sweet boys a while before they head to bed. While they are gone I'm thinking I made about $800 today with the programs I fixed and I'm thinking since I don't really have a job at the restaurant anymore. Well one that requires me to be there all the time. I can really start to focus a lot more on this while the boys are at school and make a lot more money this way. As I am thinking about everything and planning to go to the bank tomorrow to apply for a home loan the boys appear all squeaky clean, and naked as the day they were born. Never a sight I will grow tired of that's for certain. My cock twinges when I see them. I also think a half a second about Jason. I wonder if the boys would like to include him in their fun. I'm not sure about with me yet. I'm not sure I ever will be. But its definitely tempting for sure. I wonder what he has done before. Is his tight little ass still a virgin? I sit in the middle of the couch and each boy lays their head on my lap and I gently run my fingers up and down their backs. I will never grow tired of this either. Feeling the soft boy skin under my fingers. I am not sure who enjoys it more them or me. While I'm thinking about all of this my cock grows solid as a rock. It hasn't been doing that as often. I think from the pills or maybe my body is just saying not right yet. I close my eyes and imagine my boys and Jason having some fun. Watching his white boy cock slipping into my black boys asses and then my boys sliding in and out of him. Its an exciting thought for sure. I feel a hand on my cock and look down and see its Tremay stroking me softly.

"Is this OK Mr Jones?"
"Yes that is very OK." Is my idiotic reply.

Jamal has now lost all interest in the show and he starts to rub my balls. Tremay takes the head of my cock into his mouth and it feels so heavenly. He will bob a few times take it out and lick around the head like its an ice cream cone. It is feeling absolutely amazing. Jamal stops playing with my balls and races upstairs and I'm thinking what is he doing. He appears less than a minute later with a tube of KY in his hand and is squeezing some out on his fingers. He reaches behind him and he slides it across his hole. I turn him to the side so I can watch. He is slipping a finger in then two. Then he works in a third as Tremay is sucking on my cock. Making me feel so amazing. To be honest I'm not sure I'm up to this. But I am sure going to try. It to me is obvious that they want to do this because I didn't say a word. I just got a hard on and they took over from there.

"Lay down Mr Jones." Tremay tells me.

So I lay on the couch and Jamal climbs on top of me and straddles my chest. He works back and Tremay is pointing my cock at his tight little hole. Jamal carefully and slowly pushes back and my cock pops through his ring. He lets out a little hiss. I watch as his chest and stomach muscles tighten. He waits a moment and pushes down further until about half my cock is in him. He lifts up and starts to pump half my cock in and out of his little hole. I swear one day I want to see it like this. Maybe I can set up a mirror or maybe have Tremay record it. Not sure I want to create child porn. Of course I would never share it. That would be really dumb. Making it might be too. Jamal is slowly working up and down on my cock and with every time in he slips just a bit more into him. I love watching his soft cock bouncing as he does. It looks amazing to me. Tremay is sucking on my balls as Jamal is working my cock. I don't think I can think of anything that has ever felt better than being with these two boys. I love them so much. I wish that I could have raised Tremay from a baby. So he would be more confident and sure of himself. But that didn't happen. Jamal has managed to work my entire cock into him as he slowly pumps up and down. I can never get over how amazing this feels. A sweet boy I love allowing me this pleasure. I never would have thought a boy would want this truly. I know better I suppose because of my past. That I always wanted a man in my life that would love me and take care of me. One that wouldn't abuse me and call me names for being who and what I am. I imagine its like that for everyone. That we just really want and need someone to love. Someone that makes us not feel so all alone in the world like I did for years in a city of millions I felt alone. I love watching Jamal's cock as he slides my cock in and out of his lovely hot chute. I love that once he gets over the initial pain of entry that he loves it. As I can now see by his very hard cock. He is keeping a nice steady pace. Its not fast and its not slow either. I cant say its just right because frankly I want to just pound into him. But I think that the choice they obviously made is perfect with me doing as little work as possible. Not that I don't want to because I do. Its just at this time its best I don't. He starts to gently run his fingers over my scars. I don't know why it turns me on but it does. I think maybe its because I am trying to think what he is. That he loves me and wishes this never happened. Or maybe he is thinking he is glad I am still here regardless of the scars. I'm not sure but its hot to me for certain.

"I love you so much Mr Jones." He tells me.

That's all it took for me to feel my balls start to churn out the cock juice I love to shoot.
"Oh fuck I'm gonna cum." I moan out.

He increases his pace and I start to feel the shots shooting from my cock. I grab his hips and force my cock as deep inside his tight little ass as I can. I unload what feels like gallons since I haven't been cumming so much lately. I get my cum and he has my cock buried in him. I reach forward and grab his cock and start to stroke him furiously and he reaches his drymax in about 30 seconds. His ass pulsing around my now softening cock as he does. I wish I could go another round but it doesn't seem to be the case tonight.

Also probably not a good idea. I don't feel a lot of pain from this. But I do feel some from my muscles tightening. I cant wait until the pain is gone and life is normal. I offer to suck off Tremay but he says he had fun with Jamal's butt before in the bath. I smile and soon we head to bed to rest to be ready for another day of life.

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