James Grady

“Mr. Halloran!” yelled James on the street to a man in his 40’s wearing a transit worker uniform and cap of a subway token clerk. James later learned that Mr. Halloran worked in another neighborhood and was filling in for a sick worker. It was pure luck and chance that he was around, and that James spotted him. Mr. Halloran was Donny’s father, the boy James had loved in school.

“Yes?”

“My name is James Grady. I went to school with Donny. I remember you had to come get him and take him home after he got into a fight.”

“Ah, time flies. That’s when he was always getting it trouble.”

“How’s he doing?”

“He’s been to reform school for thieving but straightened himself and learned a trade there. He works 10 at night to six o’clock in the morning at Krauss’ bakery. He’s been there a year and pays me and Mrs. Halloran room and board.”

“Thanks, Mr. Halloran. It was nice running in to you, have a good evening.”

That midnight James left home and walked the deserted Brooklyn streets to Krauss’ Bakery. The shop was closed but the lights were on and Mr. Krauss, the middle-aged owner was visible inside. James knocked on the door and Mr. Krauss opened it.

“I’m a neighbor of Donny Halloran's and his father wanted me to give him message.”

Mr. Krauss stared sourly and dully said, “Downstairs.”

James walked downstairs and was struck by the heat of the several ovens and the sight of six men of various ages hard at work making baked goods. Though they hadn’t seen each other in nearly five years, James recognized Donny because of his lustrous curly black hair and striking green eyes. His handsome face was framed by prominent cheekbones and was even more appealing as he now had a small scar on one cheek. He’d shot up and was now much taller than James. He was wearing black pants, a white apron over a white T-shirt that showed off his biceps and a white cap.

“Donny, it’s me James. We went to school together”

“That makes sense. I’ve been Don for quite a while, no one’s called me Donny since then” said Donny in a deep voice with a pleasant lilt. He squinted. “Oh, Jimmy! The strange quiet kid who was always daydreaming, I remember you. Bernie, if Krauss asks, I went for a smoke. Let’s go outside.”

“Hey, Jimmy. What’s up? Why the visit?” said Donny as they smoked cigarettes in the alley.

“Uh, I’m a queer. I’ve been sweet you on you since the day I first saw you. I think about you all the time. I’ve always wanted to tell you that.”

“So, you’re a queer are you!” growled Donny as he grabbed James by his collar, pulled him in close, raised his other fist and with a furious expression said, “I ought to punch in your cocksucking face for telling me that, but in reform school some of the best times of my life were with queers. Never mind all the old fairies that give me the eye, like you.” Donny had now released James, put his hands down and was smiling.

“Since you’re sweet on me” said Donny as he lifted his apron, undid the buttons of his black trousers and hauled out his hairy large young uncut cock and balls and sat on a trashcan. “Get sweet on this real fast, I got to get back to work.”

James was taken aback. He hadn’t worked out in his head what would happen after he confessed his feelings to Donny. This was a fantasy but was now reality! James dropped to his knees. Donny’s cock was not as big as Mr. Ross’, but it was in a league with Mr. Parker’s.

James was dazed by this turn of events but focused enough to suck Donny’s cock and lick his mighty balls with precision as he looked up and into Donny’s beautiful green eyes. From sucking the construction workers, James was used to managing time and so got Donny to soon shot his spunk down his throat which he gulped down.

“Hmmm. I’m going to be able to get through the next five hours after that” said Donny as he fixed his trousers and apron. “So, want to suck me again?”

“Yeah, I do.”

“Do you take it up the ass too?”

“Yeah, I take it up the ass too.”

“Great! How about when I’m done with my shift here?”

“I’m at 32 Warren Street. I could meet you in the backyard shed.”

“It’s a deal, Jimmy.”