DONNIE’S STORY, PART 2: Donnie’s First Job
I used to like to go to the variety store on the corner of my block. The owner’s name was Jake, and he was a great guy, always nice to me, and every once in a while he would give me a candy bar, and never got mad when I would look at the comic books.

One day he said to me, “You are in here so much, I should hire you to work here.

Naturally I thought he was kidding, since I was much too young to work. “Really?” I asked. Do you mean it?”

With a big smile on his face, he said “Of course I mean it, and I’ll pay you a dollar an hour for the four hours you work which, will be from 4 p.m. until we close at 8 p.m., but you have to make sure that it’s ok with your parents.”

Naturally it was ok with my parents. They didn’t want me around anyway, and I told him so. “Ok, you start tomorrow, which is Saturday. It won’t interfere with your hanging out with your friends will it?”

“No, not at all,” I said. I was thrilled to work there and get money to buy comic books.

Jake had this habit of hugging me and telling me what a good boy I was. When he hugged me, I could feel his cock inside his pants pressing against my chest and he would move it side to side a little and then let me go. I couldn’t help but notice the very large bulge in his pants where his cock was, and naturally, it made my little cock get hard also. He stared right at where my cock was and had to notice that mine was hard too. I must looked like I had a sign hanging round my neck reading, “I LOVE SEX.”

One day Jake asked me to clean up the restroom in the back of the store.