Once Upon a Time

Chapter 3

February 14, 1929

 Tony and I woke up and got ready to go to my doctor’s appointment, school had just let out for the summer and Tony had vacation days saved up so he could go with me. We went to the exam room, I was able to talk the nurse into letting Tony come in with me. He was being so supportive and was very concerned about my headaches. After the nurse took down the initial information and took my vitals, she headed for the door with a smile, “the doctor will be in to see you shortly.”

Tony held my hand as we waited, giving me a reassuring smile. I took a deep breath as the door opened and Dr. Hopkins walked in.

He said, “well Liam, tell me what’s going on.”

I explained about the blinding headaches and then hesitated, I just knew if I told him about the dreams or visions, he was going to think I was nuts.

Tony squeezed my hand, “Liam, you need to tell him.”

Dr. Hopkins gave me a look, “ok, so what else is going on?”

I sighed, “when I get one of these headaches. I black out and have these horrible dreams.”

I explained the dreams as the Dr. listened, jotting notes down as I talked. Once I was finished, he gave me a concerned look.

He said, “wow, this is a first for me, but we’ll figure it out. We are going to run some tests, a full blood work up, an MRI and full Cat Scan. Then Liam, I want to go see Dr Goodson, he is a psychiatrist on staff here at the hospital.”

I shook my head, “I knew you would think I’m nuts.”

Dr Hopkins shook his head, “not at all Liam, I believe this is physical not mental, but I do think it would be good for to talk about this with a professional. I am also going to have you see a neurologist, we are going to attack this from all directions.”

Tony smiled at me, “we need to look at all our options Liam, please listen to the doctor.”

I smiled back at him, “ok, whatever it takes to get to the bottom of this.”

Dr Hopkins smiled, “good, I’ll go order the tests, a nurse will in soon to take you to the first one.”

We spent the rest of the day going from room to room, getting blood drawn, getting scanned on several machines, even x-rays from every angle. I lost count of how many people poked and prodded me or asked me a whole lot of questions. Six hours later Tony and I were headed home.

Tony asked, “how are you doing?”

I sighed, “I’m beat, I hope they find something, soon.”

He took my hand, “I know babe, but remember the doctor did say some of the test results won’t be back for three or four days.”

I nodded, “well, maybe the shrink on Thursday will just tell me I’m bonkers and just toss me in the looney bin.”

We pulled into our driveway and Tony put the car in park, “you are not crazy Liam, I saw the look in your eye last week, there is something else going on. Please keep an open mind when you talk to Dr Goodson, he only wants to help.”

I took a breath, “I know, I’m sorry, I will talk to him. I’m just a little worked up right now.

We walked inside and Tony gave me a hug, “I love you.”

I hugged him back, “I love you too, thank you for going with me today.”

He kissed me, “I will be there for every appointment.”

I went to my appointment with Dr Goodson, Tony was right, it did help to talk to him about everything. At the end of the meeting, Dr Goodson said, “you are not crazy, there is something going on, I am sure Dr Hopkins, and his crew will figure it out. In the meantime, we can meet as often as you like to talk.”

I set up another appointment for the following week. We went home to wait for the rest of the test results.

Tony and I woke up Saturday morning. After breakfast, Tony needed to run a couple errands and we needed groceries. I wasn’t feeling up to going, so he went without me.

He asked, “are you sure you want to be alone?”

I smiled, “yeah, if you don’t go, we are going to starve, we are out of everything.”

He gave me a kiss, “ok, I’ll be back as quick as I can.”

I tried to take a nap on the couch, I felt another headache starting, I leaned my head back on a pillow and the bright light flashed again.

***

I walked out of my family’s apartment on the south side of Chicago, I needed to find a job. There just weren’t too many places looking to hire an 18-year-old kid with no real skills. I had been washing dishes at a crumby diner for 10 cents an hour for the past month, and I wasn’t getting near enough hours to make enough money to move out of my folk’s house. My old man worked for a bank as a teller and my mother was trying to raise five kids in a two-bedroom apartment. I quit school a year ago and had worked at a grocery store stocking shelves and swept floors in a warehouse. It just wasn’t enough to get out on my own.

I stopped at a service station a few blocks from home, I knew a gas jockey paid 25 cents an hour and I was hoping they might train me to work on cars. Dad told me that cars were here to stay, it would be a good field to get into. I left disappointed when I was told they had no openings and didn’t really want to train any new mechanics. I walked a few blocks down the street and saw a soda fountain, I reached in my pocket and pulled out my last nickel and decided to spend it on a malted. I sat at the counter and nursed my drink, a man in a nice suit and a fedora sat at the stool next to mine.

I nodded at him, and said, “hello.”

He nodded back as he took his hat off, “hello, how’s the malted.”

I took another sip, “pretty good.”

He motioned to the soda jerk and ordered his own. He looked to be just a year or two older than I was, I couldn’t help but admire his nice clothes. He even paid for his drink with a dollar bill, I hadn’t seen a dollar bill in a long time.

He took a drink and looked at me, “why the long face, sport?”

I took the last drink form my glass, “I just spent my last nickel to buy this.” I held up my glass.

He nodded, “no job, huh?”

I shook my head, “nope.”

He asked, “what can you do?”

I sighed, “according to all the places I been to, not much. I wash dishes at a diner right now.”

He chuckled, “maybe you been looking at the wrong places.”

I gave him another look, damn, even his shoes were shined to a mirror finish.

I asked, “where should I look then?”

He shrugged, “I might know a place.”

“Where do you work?” I asked.

He took the last drink from his glass, “come on, I’ll introduce you to my boss.”

We walked a few blocks to a building on North Clark Street, he told me his name was Frankie Segal.

We walked into the building, there were several guys dressed in nice suits, just as Frankie was. The man sitting at the desk looked up at us walking in.

He said, “Frankie, what the hell are you doing, you know Mr. Moran doesn’t like visitors at the office.

Frankie stuttered, “yes sir, I know Mr. Costanza, but Liam here is looking for work. I know we have a shipment coming in tomorrow and you said we need some help unloading.”

He shook his head, “damn it, Frankie, you already said too much, I ought to kick your ass right now.”

Frankie rolled his hat in his hands, “I’m sorry Mr. Costanza, I just thought we could use the help.”

He stood up and walked around the desk and looked me up and down. He asked, “can you lift over fifty pounds, kid?”

I looked to Frankie and then back at Mr. Costanza, “yes sir.”

He walked back to the desk, “we got a truck making a delivering some crates and barrels here tomorrow at noon, you don’t need to know what’s in them. Be here at eleven, and you are to tell no one where you are going and what you are doing, do you understand kid?”

I swallowed hard and nodded, “yes sir.”

He turned to Frankie, “now get the hell out of here, and don’t you ever bring anyone else here without me or Mr. Moran knowing about it.”

We left the building and walked a few blocks to the rooming house that Frankie stayed at.

He said, “come on up to my room, I’ll tell you about the job.”

We sat at a table near the window as Frankie explained that we would be unloading bootleg liquor and beer and the job would pay about fifty dollars. Shit, no wonder he could buy fancy clothes and live in his own place, he was really no different than I was, if he could do it, so could I. After he made me promise not to tell anyone, he told me about some of the other jobs he helped with and how much money he made, I was hooked.

As he talked, I looked into his eyes, I was only half listening to what he was saying. Those dark eyes and long eyelashes were beautiful, his dark skin and square jaw just had me under a spell. I had never had feelings like this before, I wasn’t sure if I was idolizing him or if it was something more. He must have noticed me staring at him, he stood and walked around to my side of the table.

He brought his hand up to my chin, and leaned in a gave me a kiss, I didn’t pull away. What the hell did that mean? He gave me a slight smile and wrapped his arms around me and kissed me some more, this time using his tongue to probe my mouth. I felt my dick stiffen as I put my arms around him, I could feel his hardness against my leg as we made out. He moved his arms back around and removed my shirt, he smiled as he ran his fingers through the hair on my chest. I unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off and admired the olive-colored skin on his perfect chest and quarter sized nipples. We kissed again as our bare chest rubbed together, Frankie unbuttoned my pants and let them fall to the floor. A few seconds later we were both completely naked and sucking each other’s dicks on Frankie’s bed. Frankie sat up and continued to stroke my dick, I looked his whole body over. He had just a small patch of hair in the center of his chest, a nice dark bush around his hard six-inch cock and plump full balls. His legs were thick and had a light coat of fur on them as well. He wasn’t as hairy as I was, but I liked what I saw. He turned and I got a good look at his ass, it was just as perfect as the rest of him, mostly smooth, with just a trace on hair at the bottom of his ass crack.

He smiled at me as he went back down to suck my dick, then moved to my nuts and back to my dick again. He lifted my leg up and stuck his tongue in the crack of my ass, I jumped at the sensation. He held me down and pushed my legs up further as he worked my hole over for a few minutes.

He came up and gave me a kiss, “will you do that to me now?”

I smiled, “of course.” He turned his ass to me and spread his cheeks apart. I had never seen a hole up close like this, but I liked the way it looked. I dove in, I must have been doing ok, because I soon heard moans coming from Frankie.

“That’s it, Liam, lick that ass.” he gasped.

Once I had him good and wet, he pushed me down on the bed and straddled my waist, my eyes widened as he sat on my cock until he had my nuts smashed flat between my legs and his cheeks. He smiled down at me as he started to bounce up and down, his own hard dick slapping against my stomach with each bounce. The bed was squeaking with every movement, drowning out the sound of our hard breathing. My dick had never felt so good, his tight ass massaging it from all angles. Frankie leaned back down for a deep kiss and then groaned as he sat back and his cock started to twitch, shooting a load of creamy white goodness across my stomach and chest. The sight of this and his muscle contracting on my dick cause my own eruption, deep in his ass. He milked me dry until my dick started to soften. He rolled off to lie beside me as we both tried to catch our breath.

I panted, “wow.”

He chuckled, “you have a nice pecker, thanks.”

I said, “your ass isn’t bad either.”

We lay there until dark talking, I asked a few more questions about the job tomorrow, he answered the best he could. I finally got up and dressed to head home, we made arrangements for me to come to his room tomorrow before we went to the garage for our job.

I arrived back home that evening and told my folks that I had job a job tomorrow unloading a truck, if I did well, it might turn into a fulltime job. They were pleased and wished me well as I went off to bed for the night.

I got up the next morning and headed for Frankie’s room, he let me in and told me to take my clothes off. This of course led to us fooling around a little, but we didn’t have much time. He gave me a suit from his closet so I would fit in with the rest of the crew. He put a hat on my head as I looked at myself in the mirror.

He smiled, “yep, you can pull this look off.”

I smiled back and gave him a kiss, we walked over to the office on Clark Street and joined the rest to wait for the truck to arrive.

About a half hour later, four cops walked in with their guns drawn, I looked over to Frankie.

He smiled at me and whispered, “it’s ok, just do what they say, they are probably on Mr. Moran’s payroll. They will take us in, but we will be back here in less than an hour. It’s all for show.”

The head cop yelled, alright this a raid, everyone to the garage with your hands up, against that wall.”

Frankie whispered, “relax, they will search us and take us downtown.”

I second later I heard the metallic click of guns being cocked, I looked to Frankie, he suddenly looked worried. He turned back to look at the cops and said, “oh shit.”

I started to turn as the gunfire began and I saw the other six guys in our crew start to fall. I felt the bullets go into my back and then the bright flash of light came back across my eyes.

***

I opened my eyes back up to see Tony holding me with tears running down his face.

He said, “Liam, it’s ok. I’m here.”

I burst into tears and wrapped my arms around him, “thank God.”

Tony held me for about a half hour while I tried to calm down. I was finally able to sit up, still holding him tight.

He asked, “another dream?”

I nodded, “yes, I hope they find something in all those tests they did.”

Tony kissed my cheek, “they will babe, they will.”