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Mr Jones Second Chances

Part 7

We had a ton of fun on our vacation. I would tell you more but there isn't much to tell. The boys tried to wear out my cock and their asses. Other than that nothing much happened. OH, I almost caught a fish. I got a bit too excited and it got off the hook. Jason scolded me for that. I was punished and had to suck him off. I kept hoping another fish would get away We are driving back now. The boys have no energy left and are sleeping. Its fine with me. I don't need as much sleep with them. Last night Jason talked me into taking him and then Tremay leaning over the porch railing. It was pretty exciting. I had little thought to us getting caught. Because like Jason said no one drives back there. It was also one in the morning too. Now I want to take Tremay and Jamal on the front porch of my house. From the sounds of it little Kenny wants to be added to that mix. I'm OK with that.

On the drive back I am thinking of all that I have to do when we get back. The yard for one will be needing some attention. Its been rainy and I imagine I have a foot of grass now. That will be taken care of when I get back. I look down and see we are getting low on gas. I see a sign and pull off the interstate and pull up to a pump. The two boys don't even bother to move. I get out and go pee. Grab me a soda and go back slip my card in and start pumping. As I am a guy pulls up in a big ass truck. He has the Confederate battle flag flying and that man who is running for president who I refuse to say. Hint hes an asshole. The guy jumps out of his truck.

"Interesting combination you have there." I say nodding to the flags.

"Its about heritage not hate."
"Really?"
"Sure."

"HM. So you are from the south then?"
"Nope, born and raised right here in Ohio."

"Whose heritage are you celebrating then?"
"Americas."

I roll my eyes at him.

"Seems to me that if it was about heritage you would have the Blue Bonny flying. Not the battle flag."
I can see he has no idea what I am talking about.

"You know the flag of the traitorous confederacy who I am sure some of your relatives fought and died to defeat."
"They wasn't traitors."

"What would they be then?"
"American heroes."
"Let me get this straight. You think that people that left the United States and then attacked Fort Sumter starting the Civil War are American heroes?"
"Yep. They stood up for what they believed in. Just like Trump."

"Oh you mean that traitor."
"He ain't no traitor."

"Now my logic may be skewed from, I don't know facts. But if you try to overthrow the government that makes you a traitor to the nation. I think he should be hung. Isn't that what he said should happen to traitors?"

"That was all a conspiracy that Nancy Pelosi set up. The deep state did it all. They were operatives."
"Are you really that fucking stupid? That you believe that bullshit. Jesus Christ no wonder your cult leader says he loves the uneducated."
"What fuck you. I ought to kick your ass."
I step up and close the gap between us and am inches from his face.

"If you think you can. I suggest you start right now. Otherwise shut the fuck up. You ignorant piece of white trash."
Ray Charles could have blocked this punch. I block the punch set my leg behind his, grab his throat and follow him to the ground.

"Do you want to continue?" I ask him applying a lot of pressure to his throat. "Because I am just starting to have fun. I hope you aren't done yet."
"Fuck you." he somehow manages to get out. "You're probably a nigger lover anyway."
"Gee thought it was about heritage. So your a liar and stupid."
Hes trying to hit me but he cant. Hes a moron. You know I knew I should have just kept my mouth shut. Sometimes I just cant.

I apply a bit more pressure and see his eyes start to bulge. I hear the truck door open.

"Dad stop it!!!" Tremay shouts. I look over my shoulder and hes got a look of terror on his face. I let loose of this dumb fucks throat and he gasps for breath and has his hands holding his throat now.

"See that boy there. He called me Dad. You got a problem with that>"
He is vigorously shaking his head no. I get up from his chest and unhook the pump from my truck seeing as how its stopped. I walk back over to the guy still laying on the ground and give him a swift kick to the ribs.

"Maybe now you will have some sense you stupid racist fuck."
I get into the truck and we take off. I see no reason to stay. I don't want to press charges and I'm sure he would want to. I see no reason to have to fight this bullshit. We get down the road a couple miles.

"Dad what was that all about?"
"He tried to hit me. I don't like when people try to hit me."
"I guess not. We have any sodas?"
I look at him like are you serious.

"You packed them. Pour me some coffee out of the thermos would you?"
He grabs himself a Coke and gets me more coffee. I rub the top of his head.

"I love you."
He grins.

Jason slept almost all the way back to Dayton. he woke up about ten minutes from our exit.

"Where are we?" he asks.

"About home buddy."
"Man, I had so much fun. We got to do it again sometime."
"Yeah we do," Tremay responds.

I drive to Jason's and drop him off. Talked to Gran a few minutes and Tremay and I head home. I am so looking forward to being home. I had a great time on our little vacation. But I love my life now and I love my friends and family as well. I think next time we will only go for a week instead of two. I missed everyone so much. I got very few texts and no calls at all. Everyone said they would let us relax and enjoy our vacation. We pull in and the yard is cut. That's nice wonder who did it. I think a moment and know it was Cam. I will have to thank him for it. Tremay and I get everything unloaded and I flop on the couch.

"Dad I had a lot of fun. But I am so happy to be home."
"Me too."
"I think for lunch shortly we will go get something at the restaurant and then go get some groceries. That way we can eat later too."

"You care if I play a game?"
"No buddy you go ahead. I know you are having withdraws its been two weeks."
He laughs at my comment and starts playing a game. I was watching. I was just fine but I smoked a joint and next thing I know I'm waking up and its one.

He is still playing his game. I think if I never told him to stop he would sit there for six weeks only moving to use the restroom and eat.

I get up to go pee.

"Save it when you get to a point you can," I tell him and go pee. I go put in a load of laundry and grab a soda. I walk into the living room and hes still playing.

"Any day now."
"I'm almost there Dad."
"Alright."
I sip on my soda and five minutes later he is shutting off the game. We get into the truck and head to the restaurant. Its busy as usual.

"MR. JOOOOONEESSSS!!!!!!!!!!!" I hear and see Winston racing towards me. I bend down and scoop him up.

"I missed you," he informs me as he kisses my cheek.

"I missed you too."

"Next time take me."
"You would miss your mom too much."
"Nu uh."
"We will see."
Never going to happen when hes this young. I don't have the energy to keep up with him all day. Wait I had two boys that have tons of energy. OK, maybe next time when we just go for a weekend or something. Grant said I could use it anytime. I think he will be happy when he walks in and sees a microwave in the kitchen now. I think it was the least I could do. He wouldn't take a cent from me to use the place. I figure at least take something for the electricity we used. It wasn't a lot because the place has no air conditioning. HM maybe next time a window unit for the living room.

Others are gathering around us and we find a table. We order our food and everyone is asking us about the vacation. I tell you I feel very relaxed now. I didn't even realize I was stressed until I got away for a while.

Nikki walks up to the table.

"Did you have fun big brother?"
"Yes we did. Did you miss me?"
"Not a chance."
"Uh huh. I saw you smile when I walked through the door."
"It was gas."
I laugh at her.

I see Brad walk out of the kitchen and Nikki looks over at him and smiles. OK, that's different. He walks over.

"You doing OK back there Brad?" she asks him.

"Doing great Miss Nikki."

She puts her hand on his shoulder.

"You need help you let us know OK?"

"Thanks. I just wanted to say welcome back to Mr Jones. They said he was up here."
"Thanks for the welcome back."
"I better get back to work. It piles up pretty quick if I don't keep on top of it."

He takes his leave and goes back to the kitchen to do up the dishes.

"Whats that about?"
"Whats what about?"
"You being nice to Brad. I thought you hated him."
"I'm always nice to everyone.
"Tell that lie to someone that might believe it. So, whats up?"
"Its not my place. But I will say he is very excited to show you something he has been working on for two weeks now."

"Oh, OK," I say getting up to go see.

"Its not here dumb ass."
I look at Tremay.

"You see she just said she is nice to everyone. Then she calls me a dumb ass."
He just smiles. He knows how we are.

Our food comes out and people scatter. That's nice of them. As we are eating William and Shelitha walk in with Mikayla. The head for me.

"There's my baby girl," I say taking her from her mom.

Mikayla is just grinning and giggling.

"I missed you so much baby girl," I tell her and kiss her little baby cheek.

"Brad texted and said you were back and I came to take over for him for a while."

Wait. What? What the fuck is going on here. I mean I like the boy. When I left I was about the only one that did. I was kind of worried about him when I left. But I knew no one would hurt him. Treat him like shit as they had been. I had been trying to curb that to no avail.

"William why is everyone all happy with Brad now?"
"Not my place to say."

He walks back to the kitchen. Shelitha takes the baby back and sits with us. Tremay and I finish our lunch and Brad walks out smiling and wiping his hands on a towel.

Nikki takes our plates away and brings me a fresh soda. As much crap as I give her she's an OK waitress. Ha.

"Mr Jones are you busy now?" He asks.

"Not particularly. I need to get to the store and buy some groceries. But I have time. You need to talk?"
"No sir. I want to show you something."
"I ad heard you wanted to show me something. No one wold tell me what though."

He grins.

"I get up and Tremay does as well. We walk out the front door and walk two blocks. I hear children playing and having great fun. We turn the comer and I see the park is clean. I mean no weeds. No trash. I see children swinging. A few are sliding down the slide. I see some of the toys are still broken.

"You did this?"
"Yes, sir. I had to have help with the slide though. It was pretty messed up and I looked and a new one was like ten grand. I asked my dad and he knows a guy and he put new metal on it so its slides again. I tried to fix the merry go round. But its beyond repair. I got all new seats and chains for the swing sets seeing as how there weren't any. you would think they are made of gold what they cost. But just look a them playing and having fun. It was so worth it," he tells me grinning ear to ear.

"I think you are starting to see how I feel."
"It feels pretty good Mr Jones. Here I want to show you one other thing before we go. I had to have my Dad help me put it up. But he has been so proud of me lately. It feels really good."

We walk to the front of the park and there is a sign over the entrance.

Jones Park. Under it reads Everyone Welcome.

"I think the city might have an issue with you renaming a park."
"Fuck them. They weren't taking care of it. I figure the people here will appreciate it more and take care of it if it has your name on it. See I got trash cans lots of places. I borrow my Dad's truck and pick it up every Saturday. So far its not been much. People know I'm doing it and try not to make a mess."
I hug him because I knew he wasn't a jerk off racist. I knew he was just terrible at picking friends.

"I am really proud of you Brad. Do you think you have completed your self imposed penance?"
"I think I did that a long time ago. Now I am just doing it because it seems like the right thing to do for the community."

"How did you find the time?"
"Easy I told my boss at BK what I was doing. He was so happy to hear about it he gave me all the time I wanted off or wanted to work. Hes really nice. He lives a few blocks from here. He knows you."
"I think I know who you are talking about. I know a lot of people anymore."

"He said he is trying to get a grant from the company to help get some more things. I told him I don't think we will need it. I was thinking we can have a massive cookout slash party and raise some money for at least one new thing for the kids to play on. I want to get a little swing for the littlest ones. But they were around five hundred dollars just for the swing. I wanted to get as much as I could with what I had. That has to wait a few weeks. But little Mikayla will love it I know."
HM now he knows my grand baby by name and is doing things for her. Pretty interesting turn of events. Maybe I should go on vacation more often if things like this happen while I'm gone.

As he is telling me everything he has done and still wants to do Mitchell and Quinton pull up and park.

"Mr Jones its good to see you back." Mitchell tells me.

These guys automatically give me a hug now. I think it is nice.

"I see Brad is showing you what he got done while you were gone," Quinton says as he hugs me.

"Its pretty amazing huh?" I ask them.

"Sure is. We tried to get him some help. He said its a task he wanted to do on his own. I understand that," Mitchell says.

"I do too. Now we need to figure out a way to raise some money for new equipment. He got the swings himself, he also got a friend of his Dad's to put new sheet metal on the slide. But I think the children in our neighborhood deserve more."
I get three people nodding their heads at me. Tremay is over talking to a friend.

"You know Mr Jones I don't know how you do it. But when you first saw Brad you saw the good in him. You didn't see what I saw which was rage and I wanted to snap his neck hurting you like that. How do you do it?" Mitchell asks me.

I shrug because I don't know. I just know things sometimes.

"Lets have a massive barbecue. Invite everyone. I will donate a shit ton of ribs, hot dogs and burgers for everyone. I can make a half a ton of potato salad."
"You know Barry has a big portable smoker right?" Quentin asks me.

"I did not. Enlist him. But in a nice way."
Would we ever force anyone to do anything against their will?" Quinton asks.

I roll my eyes.

"I bet Mr Lee would donate a few cases of chips," Mitchell adds.

"Why don't you see what he can give us and the rest see if he will sell them to us at his cost."
"Shoot we got the chips over what he cant donate," Quinton tells me.

"I bet I can talk Kroger's into donating some sodas, and the bread company I deal with to donate bread," I add
"Shit call Coke. Get a ton from them. See if Kroger's and Walmart will donate desserts and things," Quinton tosses in.

"Good idea, No great idea. We can invite all the churches that have been helping out. Not to try to keep tapping the same sources for revenue. But as a way of saying thank you and we appreciate you so much," I tell them.

"If they wanted to donate we wouldn't say no though," Mitchel says grinning.

"Of course not. Fuck this is going to be a lot of work. But a ton of fucking fun," I tell them.

"You could talk to that stupid morning show you watch all the time. Maybe they will do a public service announcement for you. Maybe you can even get on it and act like an ass like that guy you like," Quinton says.

"He is such a goof ball. I love him," I say laughing. "Hey would could have a 50/50 drawing. I bet that would raise a ton of money. Plus make someone a few bucks too."
"We could make it like a big carnival too. Have games and pries for the kids. Man this shit is gonna be fly," Mitchell says.

"You know what I will do is I will get some stores to donate prizes for the children to win too. Maybe have a drawing for something really nice too. Alright lets say a month from today, its a Saturday. Lets get this shit going." I say as I look at my phone to make sure it is a Saturday.

Brad the entire time hasn't said a word. He is just watching, and listening to us just grinning ear to ear. He is one proud boy seeing what he has started.

"Mr Jones I got $100 saved, I will give it to you for prizes and next week my check should be around $300 I will give that too."
"Brad you need to keep some money for you," Mitchell tells him.

"For what? My Mom and Dad pay for everything for me. I got no bills except my phone. Besides its worth it to see them all laughing and smiling."
Quinton pulls him into a hug.

"You are turning out to be a good little guy," he tells him.

"Thanks. I'm really trying."
"It shows Brad. It shows a lot," I tell him and rub his back. "I know I am proud of you and I am positive your Mom and Dad are too."
"Yeah, I think I'm going to be a minister now. I never thought about it before. I just figured I would go into construction like my Dad. But I been really thinking about it. I like helping people and I figure that would be the best go to do it."
"I will put you in touch with a couple of the ministers that help out if you would like. They can answer a lot of questions about what to expect and what kind of training you need."
"Thanks, Mr. Jones that would be cool."
I look over and see Tremay. I whistle and he races over.

"Whats up Dad?" he asks panting.

"I'm heading home. You want to stay and play or go with me?"
He looks back at his friends then at me.

"Just be home when the street lights go on," I tell him.

He grins and races back off.

"That is one very different boy than the one I brought to you not so long ago," Mitchell says.

"He's happy for a change," Quinton adds.

"Lots of people happy now cuz of Mr. Jones," Mitchell adds.

"I am leaving before the shit you guys are spewing makes the sidewalks slippery,"

They laugh and I turn and head back to the restaurant. with Brad next to me just smiling like he just got laid for the first time.

I put my arm around his shoulders.

"Buddy, we are going to make this the best park in Dayton. Good job."
I think his face will hurt later all the smiling he has been doing. But what a pleasurable pain. I pat him on the butt as he walks in the door and I head to my truck. I go and get our groceries purchased. I also talked to the manager of the Walmart and they are going to help out a lot with deserts. That's a help because they can be expensive as it adds up. I am driving home and see Cameron and Kenny walking. I pull over and they both hop in.

"Cameron thanks for taking care of my yard," I tell him and put my hand on his bare leg.

"Anytime, Mr Jones."
I notice a rise in his shorts and its not a small one either. I would bet hes at least five inches.

Kenny is eying us and leaning in the console and reaches out and grabs Cameron's cock.

"Mr Jones we was just fixing to go play. You want to play with us. Momma said I can do anything I want with you now."
"I suppose that's up to Cameron."

Man is Tremay going to be pissed he missed out on this. But I have learned that once a boy and I are together they want it to happen again and again. I am totally OK with that.

Cam didn't say anything he reaches over and grabs my cock through my shorts.

"My house it is then."
I couldn't get the groceries in and put up fast enough. I wanted to just leave them and say fuck it. But the logical side told me I spent over a hundred dollars on meat. Stupid logic.

"Lets go upstairs," Kenny suggests as I put up the last item.

Nothing is said as he leads the way to my room. It looked like Hansel and Gretel left a trail of clothes instead of breadcrumbs.

We walk in and Kenny is already naked, and hard. I see that and my rod rises to say hi. Cameron slips off his clothes very quickly and I admire him as he does. He looks up and gives me a shy smile. I smile back. He stands up after dropping his shorts and my goodness. He is a fit boy. He is muscled from his neck to his legs. Hes not big but very toned that's for sure. His cock is as I figured around five inches. His balls are the size of grapes and my god he is beautiful. I strip quickly with Kenny's help pulling and tugging my things off. We climb on the bed and I am torn on which cock I wanted to pay attention to first. On one hand Cameron is possibly a one shot thing while I am sure Kenny will be pretty much all the time now. It is quickly settled for me when Kenny latches onto my cock.

He isn't the greatest at sucking cock. But he is sure putting forth an effort to make my cock very happy. I take Cams hard cock into my mouth. He moans as I take it all the way in. I start working him and fondling his balls. He lifts up his legs and I figure he is giving me access to his ass for a reason. I push a finger up into him and he bucks up into my mouth. He starts lifting his hips into me. I find his button quickly and he lets out a gasp and unloads three nice shots into my mouth. I'm a bot sad that it didn't take longer. But hes young he will recover quickly if he even needs time to recover.

"Can I Cam?"Kenny asks as he pulls off my member.

"Yessss."
Kenny lets my cock go and moves up and Cam flips over and puts a pillow under his hips. Kenny spits down on his cock and then pushes it in Cameron. Both of them let out a moan of satisfaction. Kenny starts just hammering away. I reach out my hand and put it on his ass. Certainly not the first time I have touched it. But this time its sexual in nature. Which makes it so much more appetizing to me.

"Slow down Kenny. Its not a race. Take your time and enjoy it. Let your partner enjoy it too."
He looks over at me like I'm crazy. Hes a little boy its all about getting the tingles and fast.

"Trust me."
I gently start rubbing his ass and he does slow down and is slowly pushing in and out of Cameron. I spread his cheeks and admire his pucker and start to run a finger over it. I take my finger back and moisten it and gently press it into him. I have wanted to do that for ages now. I find his immature prostate for the first time and start toying with it. Kenny moans and tell me.

"Cam hits that with his big pecker and I love it."

I slowly work my finger in and out of his tight hole. When I pull out its like its trying to suck it back in. I work another finger in him. I figure I want to loosen him up because I want to see Cam fuck my little friend.

"Ahh."

It wasn't pain either. I have been working his ass a good three minutes and he speeds up.

"Take your time Kenny."
"Cant." he relies and starts to fuck Cam fast and hard. I leave my fingers prone and watch as he moves his cock in and out of Cam and my fingers in and out of himself.

"Oh, oh, oh yeah," Kenny pants as I feel his ass start to tighten around my fingers. He gives a final slam into Cam and grunts loudly.

Kenny is panting hard and sweat is beading on him. It looks sexy as fuck. I slip my fingers from his ass and wipe them on a towel laying by the bed. It is there for just such occasions. Kenny rolls off of Cam and smiles when he looks at me.

"Now you do Cam Mr. Jones."
"He hasn't said he wants me to."
"I do. My cousin taught me this stuff hes about the same size as you. Just use a little lotion or something. It will pop right in. Kenny hits that spot. But not like my cousin."

I'm not a fool and don't need to be asked twice. I do as he said and lotion up my cock. Kenny takes the lotion and starts working a fingers into Cams ass getting him lubed up. The process takes 30 seconds at most. I am worked up and ready to fit my cock into something after watching Kenny nailing his ass. I push his legs a bit further apart as I get above him. I line up my cock and press against his hole. He has experience I can tell because his ass opens right up and accepts my intruding member. I gently press all the way into him. I moan as I feel his warm tightens gripping my cock.

I start to go slowly and savor the taking of this boy for the first time for me.

"Lay on me," he commands.
Of course you know me. I oblige him and do just that.

"Yeah, Mr. Jones just like that."
I am certain I am hitting his prostate because he is slowly rocking his hips as I push in and out of him.

I run my hands up and down his sides slowly feeling him. He is so firm yet so soft. I feel him speeding up under me so I speed up as well. Before I know it I'm pounding into his cute little ass and he lets out a cry of ecstasy and I feel his ass clamp my cock hard. After three pups of that feeling I shoot my offering as far into him as I can. Grunting the entire time. My eyes are closed tight and I hear Tremay say.

"Man, I miss everything."

I cant help but laugh. It struck me funny. Especially when Kenny says.

"We just getting started."
"You boys have fun. I am going to go shower and then start supper. As much as I wish I could go again. I know it ain't going to happen.

I go and make supper and try to figure out how to raise that massive amount of cash and fast.