Once Upon a Time...Again

Chapter 4

Jace

I headed down to the warehouse that I worked at before I was arrested. I knocked on the door of my old boss, Walt saw me walk into his office.

He looked up from his desk, “Jace, what are you doing here?”

I shrugged, “I got time off for good behavior.”

He chuckled, “well, that’s good, you don’t look any worse for wear.”

I smiled, “thanks, I’m just out looking for work, you wouldn’t have any openings, would you?”

He sat back in his chair, “sorry Jace, I got nothing. The company got sold about two years ago, the new owner has spent millions automating the place. We are supposed to be able to run with half the employees, I haven’t had to lay anyone off yet, but I can’t hire any replacements when anyone quits or retires.”

I sat in the chair across from him, “plus your new boss probably wouldn’t like you hiring a felon.”

He sighed, “you know I would hire you back in a second, if you remember right, I was the one who told you to stay away from that McCoy kid.”

I said, “yeah, I guess you did try to warn me. Thanks anyway Walt.”

He stood and shook my hand, “if I have a mass walk out and need someone, you’ll be the first one I call. You have a phone number I can reach you at?”

I suddenly realized I didn’t have a phone, “no, I guess I don’t, you can just leave me a message at the house I am staying at for now.”

I headed back downtown and stopped to pick up a prepaid cell phone, I would need one if I was going be applying for jobs. I filled out applications at the places that my parole officer had given me, they all told me they would get back to me. I headed back to the house to call my parole officer to give him my phone number and to fill him in on the jobs that I had applied for. I stopped at a convenience store that was about a block away from the house to get a Coke, I saw the help wanted sign in the window as I walked in.

I sighed as I asked, “is the manager available?”

A lady with Linda on her name tag said, “I’m the manager, can I help you?”

I smiled, “I saw the help wanted sign, are you still hiring?”

She looked me up and down, “yes, we are, you ever work in a convenience store before?”

I shook my head, “no, but I’m willing to learn.”

She smiled, “come on into the office, we can talk about it.”

I followed her to a small room behind the counter, she shut the door as we sat in the chairs on each side of a small desk. She handed me an application, I filled it out as she asked me some questions.

She started, “are you working somewhere now?”

I took a deep breath and said, “no, I just got out of prison the day before yesterday.” I figured I just as well get that out in the open, so we didn’t waste our time, I handed her a copy of the letter from my parole officer.

She read it, “so, you’re staying at the house down the block?”

I nodded, “yes, at least until I am able to save a few bucks to get my own place.” I handed the completed application back to her.

She looked it over and asked, “are you willing to work nights? I have a spot on the 10pm to 5am shift.”

I answered, “sure, anything would be great.”

Linda said, “we like to have two people on that shift, for safety mostly, but that’s also when we get our daily deliveries, pastries, bread, milk that sort of thing. Those trucks all come between 3 and 5, you would be responsible for unloading the trucks and stocking shelves. You also need to clean, it’s usually pretty slow between midnight and 3. Once the trucks are unloaded, you would need to get the coffee started for our early morning rush. Do you think you can handle all that?”

I asked, “there would be two of us to do all that?”

She nodded, “yep, Jack has been working by himself for the past two weeks, If I don’t get him some help soon, he’s probably going to walk out on me.”

I said, “well if you want me, I’m willing to give it a try.”

She stood from her chair, “can you start tonight?”

I thought a second, “sure, I can do that.”

She handed me some papers, “here, fill these out before you leave, I’ll call Jack and let him know you’ll be here tonight, and he will train you. He’s a good guy, you guys should get along well.”

I filled out the papers and gave them back to Linda. I headed back to the house, called my parole officer, and filled him in on the job. I figured that I would be able to continue my search for a better job during the day. I got some sleep so that I would be able to work through the night. I got to the store about 15 minutes before the start of my shift. I walked in to see two people talking behind the counter, one was a college aged girl and the other was a tall black man, that looked to be about my age.

The girl wearing a name tag that said Megan, asked, “hi, can I help you?”

I smiled, “I’m Jace, I am supposed to start working here tonight with Jack.”

The man looked at me and smiled, “thank God, Linda told me you were starting tonight, and I told her I would believe when I see it.”

I said, “well, believe it, I’m here.”

He came out from behind the counter, “come on, I’ll show you around, the time clock is back here.” We walked to a storage room and both punched in.

Jack handed me a shirt with the company logo and said, “here, Linda said to give this, go ahead and put it on.”

I pulled off the shirt I was wearing and put on my new shirt. Jack continued the tour, pointing out where the trucks came in, where the cleaning supplies were and what we would need to clean during our shift. Just as we came back to the front of the store, Megan was gathering her things up to leave.

She smiled at us, “I’m out of here guys, have a good tonight.”

Jack said, “I’m sure we will, see you tomorrow night.”

I spent the next hour learning to operate the cash register, and waiting on customers as they came in. Shortly after midnight, when the customers slowed down, we started to clean the restrooms, and mop the floors. Right at 3, the first truck showed up and then the next, we finished stocking the shelves with the deliveries and started the coffee machines. Linda came in about a half hour before our shift was to end.

She gave us both a smile, “well, it looks like you guys made it through the night without killing each other.”

Jack grinned, “yep, thanks for the help, we got everything done, that we were supposed to for a change. The new guy did just fine.”

A week later, I was into my new routine, Jack was a nice guy and we worked well together, we soon had our nightly duties down to a science. Linda was happy that we had the store cleaner than when Jack was trying to do it all by himself. I was getting my money saved up and would soon be able to start looking for a place of my own.

We were leaving after our shift one morning, Jack hit me on the shoulder and said, “how about some breakfast, my treat.”

I smiled at him, “I could eat.”

We walked across the street to the McDonald’s, the dining room didn’t open until 6, but the drive through was open 24hrs. Jack lived about three blocks away, he said, “we have to walk thru the drive thru.”

I chuckled, “really? Do you think they will serve us without a car?”

He laughed, “sure, I do it all the time.”

We walked up to the window and Jack knocked, the lady opened the window and smiled, “hey Jack, what can we get you today?”

We ordered and started to walk away, Jack said, “my place is just a couple blocks away, if you want, we can eat there.” 

I said, “sure, sounds good.”

We got to his apartment and sat and talked as we ate our breakfast. Once we were finished, Jack gathered our wrappers up and threw them away.

He stretched his arms above his head, causing his shirt to ride up a little. His ebony skin flashed, his stomach was smooth and well-toned. In the weeks that I worked with him, I was sneaking peaks at his body as we unloaded trucks and moved boxes around. He was starting to appear in my fantasies as I jacked off.

He stretched again and said, “I need a shower.” He pulled his shirt off right there in the kitchen. His chest was just as sexy as I had imagined in my dreams, I did a double take when I noticed the ring in his left nipple. I felt my cock stir and quickly realized I was staring.

I quickly looked away and said, “yeah, I guess I could use a shower too, I had better be going.” I stood to leave.

He stopped me, “you can shower here if you want.”

I looked at him as he walked toward me, pulled my shirt off and ran his hands over my chest, pinching my nipples. I did the same to him as I leaned in for a kiss, we were soon shedding our clothes as we walked to his shower. Jack adjusted the temp of the water and we stepped under the shower, resuming our kiss. We each reached down to stroke each other’s cocks, our bare chests rubbing together, it had been three years since I felt skin on skin. Jack broke our kiss and went to his knees, sucking my dick down his throat in one slurp. He rolled his tongue across the head each time he pulled back, the man had skills. A few minutes later I pushed him away, “you are going to make me cum.” He stood back up and we kissed again. I kneeled down to return the favor, his chocolate cock was thicker and longer than either of the McCoy brothers, I opened as wide as I could and swallowed him as deep as I could. I tried to mimic the tongue action that he had given me, I must have done ok, I heard him moan as he held my head tight. He pulled me up and gave me another kiss, wrapping his arms around me as he pulled me tight against him. His hands worked their way down my back, and he was soon pushing a finger, then two into my ass crack. I reached back and spread my cheeks as the first finger went inside my tight hole. I turned and put my hands up on the wall of the shower, pushing my ass out as an invitation to Jack. He leaned forward and rimmed me for a few pleasurable minutes before he stood and pushed his cock against my hole. Jack kissed my neck and was soon balls deep in my ass. He pumped in and out as my face was flat against the shower wall, I heard his moans start to come faster and faster and felt him fill my hole with his hot seed. I let out a loud grunt as my own dick erupted, painting the wall in front of me. Jack turned me around and we kissed as we watched our cum being washed down the drain by the water spraying out of the shower head.

After I dressed, I headed home and slept the best I had slept in long time. Jack and I would go for breakfast about once a week from that time on. Our nights at work even became more fun, we had to be careful how far we went, there were cameras all over and we never knew when a customer would come in.

About a month later, we were cleaning the restrooms, we heard a customer come in and Jack went to wait on them. I continued to clean until I heard some shouting, just as I was coming out of the restroom, I heard a gunshot. I ran out to see a guy in a black hoodie, he had the hood up and dark sunglasses, pointing a gun in the direction of the counter, I couldn’t see Jack. I ran up the aisle, I saw the intruder start to turn toward me. There was a candy rack on wheels right in front of me, I gave it a hard push toward the guy, hitting him square in the chest. His hands went up and his gun flew across the room, and he fell to the floor. I ran to pick up the gun and pointed at him as he lay with the rack still on top of him.

I walked to look behind the counter, Jack was on the floor with blood covering his right shoulder.

I yelled, “Jack, are you alright?” I was trying to keep the guy down and see if Jack was still alive at the same time.

He winced, “Yeah, I’m fine, is that bastard still here?”

I said, “yes, I have his gun though.”

Jack pulled himself up and called the police as I kept the gun on the intruder. The police and ambulance showed up a few minutes later.

The next day I was visiting Jack in the hospital, he was lucky the bullet missed anything vital, he was going to be sore for a few weeks, but the doctor said there shouldn’t be any permanent damage.

Jack said, “I hate this place Jace.”

I took his hand, “yeah, so do I.”

“I’m not going back to that place to work, I talked to my sister this morning, she said I could move in with her. She lives in a small town in Oklahoma, I think I am going to move.” Jack told me.

I sat in silence, not sure what to say, he was right, the crime in this city was getting worse.

I talked to my parole officer and told him that I wanted to leave the city, just like Jack had done. We filled out all the paperwork, I went to the bank and closed my account and packed the few things that I owned in my backpack.

I called my Aunt Sara in Green Lake and asked if I could stay with her for a few days.

She said, “oh, Jace I didn’t know you were out of prison.”

I said, “yes, I’ve been out a couple of months now and want to come back to Green Lake.”

“Well, I’ll have to check with Rob, I’ll let you know.”

Two days later I was on a bus headed to Green Lake, the very place I swore I would never return to ten years ago.