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Another Chance
Chapter 5
The cookout was a lot of fun and when it was over, Mrs. Bolt hugged and kissed Jim. She told him to enjoy himself but be on his best behavior. Jim thought she should make up her mind, but didn't say anything. He just chuckled.
"I'll get the dishes in the morning, boys, I'm beat. Whatever you do, don't stay up to late, you got that? What time do you have to be at the ranch in the morning?" Mrs. Schoen said as she headed upstairs. It was just a little after eight.
"We have to be there at six." Zac said. After she went upstairs, Zac looked at Jim. "Feel like doing something nice?"
"What, do the dishes for your mom?" Jim inquired.
"Yea, you wanna wash or dry?" Zac responded.
"I should wash and you dry. After all, you know where everything goes so it'd be easier for you to put it away."
"Good point." Zac said as they headed to the kitchen. The boys continued talking while they cleaned up. Once the dishes were done, they headed to Zac's room.
Zac stripped down to his boxers without even thinking. Jim just stared and hadn't even take off his shirt. "I'm sorry, I normally sleep naked since I'm normally alone. Want me to put some sweats on?" Zac offered.
"No, I like what I see now. I just wasn't expecting to see you to get almost naked." Jim said starting to take off his shirt.
Zac smiled. "Well, you can strip down to your boxers, too or I can lend you some sweats, whatever makes you comfortable."
"Boxers is fine." Jim said as he lowered his jeans.
"Bed is big enough we can both sleep in it, or I can set up an air mattress." Zac was trying his best to not scare Jim off. Part of him wanted to fool around with Jim, but he didn't want to take a chance of ruining what looked like a promising relationship.
"Bed will be more comfortable, I think. It's not like we're gonna do something. I feel I can trust you."
"I'm glad and hope I never do anything to lose that trust. By the way, that was an amazing kiss earlier. Hope you don't mind that it was my first."
"Really? When you kissed me back, I couldn't tell. I really enjoyed it." Jim said.
"I just did what felt right. I think that I feel a strong connection with you. I hope I don't scare you, and if you don't want to answer, you don't have to, but have you ever been with anyone?" Zac asked.
"I'm with you now, I've been with my mom." Jim saw the look on Zac's face and it hit him what Zac was asking. "OH, no, I've never been with anyone that way. I've kissed and made out, but I've never even jerked off with anyone else. I'm happy to say that I'm a virgin. I'm guessing since you've never kissed that you haven't either."
"No, I'm waiting for someone special." Zac answered. "Once you give your virginity, you can never get it back, so I want to really care, maybe even love the person that I give it to."
"That's cool, I like that answer. Hope you don't mind, but we have to get up early tomorrow, so I'd like to go to bed."
"Yeah, it'll be time to get up before we know it. We can talk more then." Zac said as he started getting into the left side of the bed. Jim climbed into the other side. "Sorry, I should have asked which side you prefer. You are the guest."
"Surprisingly, I've never really slept on a side, per say. I have a twin bed, and I'm kinda on both sides. I sleep on my left side, though, so when I wake up, if you're still there, you'll be the first thing I see." Zac smiled. Jim gave him a kiss and laid his head on the pillow. Zac grinned and stared at Jim as he also put his head on a pillow.
It didn't take long for both boys to be asleep. It was four in the morning when Zac woke up. He went to his bathroom stripped off his shorts and drained his bladder. He started the shower and climbed in. When he was done, he wrapped a towel around himself and went back into the bedroom. Jim was still asleep. Zac slipped on a clean pair of boxers and woke Jim up with a kiss on the cheek.
"What time is it?" Jim asked.
"It's almost four thirty. I thought you might like a shower before getting dressed. Also, we didn't think about it last night, but you don't have anything to wear to the ranch today. You don't want to wear your nice clothes that you had on, so you can wear something of mine, but it might be a little loose on you."
Jim sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes. He flung back the covers and slid his legs over the side. Zac could see Jim had a morning wood, but didn't say anything. He just smiled. Jim headed towards the bathroom. As he started removing his shorts, he realized his situation and wondered whether Zac had seen it. Jim didn't worry about that, if he did, there was nothing he could do anyway. When Jim came out of the shower, he looked around for Zac. Zac wasn't in the bedroom, but a set of clean clothes including boxers was on the bed. Jim started getting dressed.
Downstairs, Zac was fixing breakfast. He had two pounds of bacon, scrambled eggs and hash browns cooking. A fresh pot of coffee just finished brewing. Mrs. Schoen can downstairs. "What smells so good?"
"I'm fixing breakfast, Mom." Zac answered.
She walked in the kitchen and saw that the dishes were done. She kissed Zac on the cheek and he shooed her away. "Just grab a cup of coffee and go sit at the table. Jim should be down soon, and breakfast is almost ready."
"I think he needs to spend more nights here. This is the first time you've had breakfast almost done before I got up." Mrs. Schoen said with a smile.
Jim came downstairs and was looking for Zac. He found Mrs. Schoen at the dining room table. A pitcher of orange juice and a few glasses were in the center. She motioned for him to have a seat. At first, he felt uneasy thinking she was going to question him about what they did after she went to bed. He poured himself a glass of juice as he sat down. "Thank you for the dishes. You boys didn't have to do that."
"I know we didn't, but Zac thought it would be nice." Jim said. Zac came out of the kitchen and set the bacon and eggs on the table. He went back into the kitchen and came out with a plate of toast, the hash browns and some butter.
"Jim tells me it was your idea to do the dishes." Mrs. Schoen said looking at Zac.
"Yea, I felt like it was the least we could do." Zac answered. "Sort of my way of thanking you for asking me to do you that favor yesterday."
"Well, it was awfully nice of you boys. I really appreciate it."
Zac and Jim finished breakfast. Zac kissed his mom on the cheek and they headed out. When they got to the ranch, they had fifteen minutes before they were supposed to start working. Zac looked at Jim, "So what did you think about last night? Weren't uncomfortable, were you?"
"It felt nature, actually. I think I liked sharing your bed." Jim smiled.
"You're actually the first person to sleep in it with me. I thought it felt good. I really enjoyed the goodnight kiss. And Mom thinks you should sleep over again." Jim began to blush.
Zac leaned over and kissed Jim. Shortly after their lips touched, someone knocked on Zac's window. It was the owner. Zac rolled his window down. "Sorry, I know I shouldn't be kissing at the work place, Mr. Jackson. We haven't." He was cut off.
"No, you're fine. Hell, I don't care if you kiss while I'm paying you as long as you get the work done. I just thought I'd let you know, I'm logging you in, so finish up and you can get started when you're ready. And stop with the mister stuff, Name is just Jackson. How many times do I have to tell you that." Jim chuckled.
"Yes, sir, we'll get right to work." Zac said.
"No, I said finish what you're doing, then get to work. Josh has a list of things that I'd like you to show Montana here." He pointed to Jim.
Jim smiled. "Thanks, Jackson."
"See, his first day and he didn't say mister." Jackson said as he headed off.
"I think I'm going to like it here. Jackson seems cool." Jim stated.
Zac leaned over and kissed Jim again. This time they managed to get their tongues in each other's mouths. When they separated, they headed for the barn. Zac grabbed a couple of pairs of gloves and handed one pair to Jim. Zac put his in his back pocket so Jim did also. Zac looked at the list of duties they need to do.
"You ever clean the stalls and feed the horses on your ranch?" Zac asked.
"Just Gold's. Dad insisted that I had to take full responsibility for him. The ranch hands took care of the rest."
"Then, we should be able to knock that out quick. Not sure what you normally fed your horse, but each horse here has a customized diet according to their individual needs. You may notice some of the diets are alike, but you need to look at the chart at each stall. We'll clean all of the stalls first, then go about feeding them."
Zac and Jim slipped some rubber boots over their shoes and put their gloves on and got busy. By the time they finished feeding the last horse, it was a little after seven. This ranch was fairly new compared to other ranches in the area, so they didn't have large number of horses, but they had enough. The stable wasn't even half full. Josh poked his head in, "Delivery of fresh hay's here. Hope you're ready to work your muscles." He said staring at Jim.
Zac climbed up a ladder. Jim followed him. Zac opened a large door that went outside. A conveyor took the hay from down below to this door. As the bales reached the top, the boys grabbed and carried them to where they were being stacked. A couple other hands were doing the stacking. By the time the truck was unloaded, Jim was worn out.
"How often does the truck come?" Jim asked.
"Every Sunday. We usually get enough to last eight days, but today was a lighter load so we could use some of the excess." Zac said.
"We have a few minutes so you can catch your breath. Mr. Jackson wants you to saddle Gold and show us what you know about riding."
"What was that?" Zac heard a voice coming from behind him.
He spun around and saw Jackson. "Umm, I was just telling Jim that you wanted to see what he knew about riding, sir."
"Yea, but I swore I heard the 'm' word. Am I gonna have to start making you do push-ups or something to quit using it? I'm only twenty-one years old, and Jackson is my first name. You've been working here for a little over six month, I would have figured you'd stopped calling me mister by now."
"Sorry, it won't happen again. I was just taught to be respectful of my bosses."
"Well, being respectful includes calling or not calling what they ask." Jackson stated.
"You're right, I promise, if I call you mister again, I'll do however many push-ups you say." Zac said.
"You're only twenty-one?" Jim asked.
"Do I look older?" Jackson asked with a frown.
"No, if I didn't know you owned this ranch, I would have guessed you to be eighteen or nineteen. I only thought you were older because you must have put some money down for this ranch. How big is it any way?"
Jackson smiled. "I was able buy a couple thousand acres for a good price. What I was short, the owner of the ranch I worked at lent me. He's the best boss I have ever worked for and I hope I treat my people as good as he does. If you're his friend, he'll be a true friend, but hurt any of his friends and I wouldn't want to be you. He takes care of his family, and if you are his friend, you are family. I talk to him and his partner almost every day."
"Well, all I can say is, I've been happy working for you. I can't see anyone being a better boss, Jackson. That's one of the reasons I brought Jim here yesterday."
"I barely know you, and I told Zac before we got out of the truck that I think I'm gonna enjoy working for you." Jim piped in.
Jackson smiled. "I'm glad to hear it. Other than this young man showing what he knows about riding, I think you boys are done for the day. Take him to get whatever gear he needs when you're done. Ranch will cover whatever he's going to use here and he can pay back as he can anything else that he wants. I'll call ahead to authorize it and you can just bring me the invoice next time you work."
"Thanks, Jackson" Jim said taking the glove off his right hand and holding it out.
Jackson took Jim's hand and shook it. He told Jim to think nothing of it as it was a business expense. Jim and Zac led Gold to the double post. Jim started grooming Gold while Zac grabbed the tack that he would need. When he returned carrying the saddle and other items, Jim looked at him with a grin. "How did you know I didn't want an English saddle?"
Zac gave him a funny look. "This is Wyoming. We only do western riding on this ranch."
"So, I haven't really seen what all goes on, how exactly does this ranch make money to pay us? Jackson seems awfully generous." Jim asked.
"Well, I started shortly after mist." Zac caught himself, "Jackson started this ranch. Not sure if he was always been generous or if he learnt that from who he worked for, but you heard how he talks about his former boss. This ranch is actually multi-faceted."
"OH?" Jim questioned.
"Yeah, see, there are a couple hundred acres over towards Yellowstone that have cattle on them. There's a bunk house and barn and everything... The hands that work there tend to their own horses. Jackson raises the cattle and sells what he can. The beef we had for the cookout was probably from here. You noticed the horses we took care of today?"
"Yeah, a third were stallions, rest were mares. Not a gelding in the bunch." Jim replied.
"Exactly. Jackson breeds his horses and offers a stud service. He is also looking for good riding who can train others to ride. Ranch gets calls every day and we don't have enough qualified trainers."
"I'd be willing to help where I can." Jim offered.
"That would be one of the reasons Jackson wants to see what you know. So how long have you been riding?"
"Shoot, my daddy had me on a horse before I could walk. I'd rather not talk about it, though. Might sound cocky. Better to show you what I know and you can tell me areas I may need to work on."
"Not me, I've only been riding for a few years. Jackson and some of the hands know way better than I do." Zac stated.
Jim finished putting the tack on Gold. He checked the cinch and everything else. When he was satisfied, he grabbed reins and mounted his stallion. It had been a while since he had ridden a horse, Gold being his last, or Gold had a rider, so he started off at a walk. After both seemed comfortable being back together, Jim made a kiss and Gold sped up to a trot. After a few minutes, Jim kissed again and Gold moved to a cantor. He rode over to Zac. "He hasn't missed a beat. I believe I could ride him not even using the reins."
"You do seem to do very well with him." Zac offered.
"Montana?" Jackson started, "You don't mind me calling you that, do you?"
"I prefer Jim, but you can get away with calling me Montana." Jim said.
"Jim, for the next few weeks, I want you to spend at least an hour each day you work just riding. You look like you know what you're doing, but haven't done it in a while. Besides that, I think your horse will appreciate the time with you."
"I'll be here as often as I can, Jackson." Jim offered.
"Well, whenever you're here, even for leisure riding, you're actually doing something for the ranch. Federal Labor Laws states that I can't work you more than twenty hours a week during a school week, but I can work you forty on non-school weeks. If you put in more than that, I can get in trouble."
"I'll try to keep it under twenty hours. If it should go over, you don't have to show all my riding time." Jim offered.
"Well, on the weekends, you'll be putting in fourteen hours. Just try not to go over six through the week. How are you at teaching others?" Jackson asked.