Date: Wed, 5 Nov 2014 23:27:51 -0800
From: Josh Rey <justahintofjr@gmail.com>
Subject: In Love with the Worker's Son

Chapter 1: The Shower

Kent POV:

       My name is Kent Michelson, seventeen years old, only son of Justin
Michelson and Annabelle Michelson, or better known as Belle Chelson her
supermodel name. Anyways, I am a senior at St. Ajuture a private catholic
school in New Mexico and the star of the lacrosse team. I am pretty popular
at school and hear girls yell out at the top of their lungs for me. It fed
my ego and boy did I show it because I would always walk allover those who
were at the lower food chain of our school. I have a girlfriend named Lucy
Stealth, she is the head cheerleader and her father is a colleague of my
father, but I don't love her or anything she's just great company. My
friends see me as the alpha dog and look up to me it is pretty refreshing
to say the least. I am a straight "A" student and a charismatic character
as I have been told. Little did I know a lot more would happen this senior
year.

	It was Saturday, Saturday for god's sake! I just wanted to sleep in
and get a good weekend slumber. Senioritis was kicking in and I didn't want
to have to worry about Midterms and just enjoy hibernating in my room.
This, however, was not part of the plan I heard the pounding of the hammer
and shriek of the sawing machine. I looked at the time it is only ten o'
clock. I got up tiredly and looked outside to see what was going on. The
workers had turned up that were renovating my father's office in the
backyard. We had a large backyard, well a large everything to be exact. My
family was well off, my father was a lawyer for a big corporation of New
Mexico and my mother was a well known retired supermodel with a new
clothing line. We have our own personal drivers and we have a butler, as
well, as two maids. "Claire!" I yelled out and she came in, in a matter of
seconds "Yes, sir?" I looked at her, "Claire, have my parents left to
work?" and she said "Yes, but Mr. Michelson said you must not leave the
house." I looked at her upset and said "Alright, before you go, do you know
how long the men will be working outside? I want to take a dip in the
pool." "No, I am sorry sir" she replied with her head down and I thanked
her as she left my room.

	I was going for a swim anyways. I got my towel and put on my shorts
after smoothing out the sunscreen on my pale skin. I had a nice six pack
and some very nice biceps, so you could tell I put a lot of hard work into
my body. As for my face it was naturally beautiful I had my mother's face
with the masculinity of my father's features. My eyes were as blue as the
light blue water in my pool and my lips plump but not too much. I loved the
pompadour style on my blonde hair because it keeps the hair out of my face
which works to my advantage.

	I strut to the side of the pool as I put my legs in I felt the warm
water wrap around my skin which made me have a gleaming smile plastered on
my face. I turn to look towards the workers and I felt the most confusing
feeling radiate within my body as I locked eyes with this other guy who
seemed to be about my age. I smiled and he shyly smiled back, but then his
father one of the construction workers called to him "Manuel! Ven ayudarme
y parate de ayi que no vienes para sentarte, you come to work son!" He got
up fast and ran towards his father's direction and began putting the pieces
of broken cement into a bucket.

	After realizing I was still smiling and looking at him I quickly
turned away. I ran into the outside bathroom and began to get ready for a
shower. I couldn't forget his beautiful innocent face that he had and when
he gave me that crooked smile I got all flustered. His hair was slicked
back into a pompadour hairstyle similar to mine and he had some dark brown
eyes that I found intriguing and mysterious. He had a nice tan skin tone,
he had to be Latino, he had the look of a cowboy, although, his clothes did
look kind of baggy and worn out, but he was still very handsome in that
tank top. I was startled at the fact that I was still thinking of this
guy. Then, he came in as I began to pull my shorts down I looked at
him. "Sorry..." he began "I needed to use the restroom." "Its fine, I'm
just going to get in the shower." I walked into the shower and turned on
the shower. The shower had a clear glass which looked blurry from the
outside looking in but was a clear view from the inside looking out. I saw
him turn a couple times to look at me, but he couldn't see me looking
back. As he was peeing I began to get aroused as he pulled his shirt up
halfway with one hand and holding his dick with the other. I could see he
had a swimmers built with a nice V line which was nice to see, but what was
I thinking I don't know. I saw him coming towards me after he flushed the
toilet he was beginning to take off his clothes as he got closer I began to
want him to get in. "Manuel!" his father yelled from outside "Let's go!" He
swiftly put his clothes back on and ran out the door. I was so confused at
this moment and began to think if I really wanted it to happen.



Manuel POV:

	My name is Manuel Cervantes, sixteen years old, son of Gabriel
Cervantes and Angelica Cervantes. My parents were Mexican immigrants who
dealt a tough hand coming to the US back in 1997 when my mother was
pregnant with me. We had lived in California for most of my life, but found
it hard to pay rent so my father wanted to move somewhere cheaper in
another state and found out from an uncle of mine that there were plenty of
cheap houses in New Mexico. It was now 2014 I was ready for something new,
I guess. My sisters, the twins, were angry though, they did not like the
fact of moving again. "Teresa y Christina, hijas! This is a great
opportunity for us, please be happy!" My father never liked to see them
upset, me however, he got me upset every chance he got and I think he
enjoyed it. I was in the middle of junior year of high school and he said
he got me into a "white kids" school he called it that way, but I knew what
he meant. "How are you going to pay for it?" I said and he said "I know a
guy que me debia." My sisters were in their first year of middle school so
they weren't going to bother me.

	It was six o' clock and my dad woke me up by shaking me with his
rough hands. I got up groggily and said "what?" He said with an angry tone,
"We are going to work! Apurate!" that was just the way he spoke it wasn't
intentional and it also wasn't a surprise to be woken up to go to work with
him because he always did that in weekends he didn't like me sleeping all
day. I got up quickly and began to get dressed and brush my teeth. My
mother made breakfast and we ate, as we ate she packed our lunches. I
grabbed our lunches and ran to the car because my father was honking. My
mother gave us our send off kisses and we left.

	We pulled up in front of a mansion it was like what you would see
in movies. My dad entered a code on the phone that was next to the gated
door and some man answered who allowed my dad to enter. We went around to
the backyard with the car where many other cars of the other workers were
parked. My dad introduced me to them, but I wasn't really paying attention
I was to busy admiring the place. Then I locked eyes with a guy who turned
towards me as he was in the shallow end of the pool. He looked around my
age so he must have been the son of the owner. He smiled at me so I smiled
back. I knew I was gay but my family didn't know. See, in the Latin culture
it is a very rough topic and looked upon badly. So, coming out to my
parents while I solely depended on them was not an option. Anyways, this
guy was gorgeous and I didn't know what I was doing and then my smile left
my face when my father called out, "Manuel! Ven ayudarme y parate de ayi
que no vienes para sentarte, you come to work son!" and I ran to him. As I
was helping my dad I turned back and didn't see him anymore.

       I needed to use the restroom so I asked my dad where it was and he
said "You always do this, we're almost done so hurry up! Pero rapido!" I
walked towards the direction he sent me and saw the little restroom and I
walked in since it was unlocked. As I went inside I saw half of his dick
coming out of his shorts and he pulled them up quickly. I apologized and
explained I needed to use the restroom. He assured me it was okay and said
he was going to take a shower. I was looking at his nicely toned back as he
went into the shower and he threw his shorts over the shower after he was
inside. I began to pee but I kept looking back into the shower, I figured
he couldn't see me because it was all blurry for me looking in. I finished
peeing and flushed the toilet I was so aroused I stroke it twice and
stopped. I had a crazy idea and it might have gotten me into trouble if it
happened. I started walking to the door of the shower and began removing my
clothes. I was so anxious and ready, but just as I was getting close to the
door my father yelled for me. I got my clothes on and ran out the door. I
was kind of relieved after because this guy could've beat my ass if I tried
anything with him and surely could have outed me.

       My dad was waiting for me in the car as he started it he said "You
never help out! I am bringing you next time, too, para que se te quite!"
Hate to break it to him, but he was doing me a favor. When we got home we
ate dinner and we spoke of our day, I of course left out many details. As I
was in my room watching television my dad peeked through and assertively
said "Go to sleep, tomorrow you need to be up and ready for church at eight
because it is mandatory to go every Sunday!" I nodded and went to bed as I
was heading to bed I wondered if I would even like St. Ajuture.



Thank you for reading, any comments feel free to email me @:
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