Date: Tue, 27 Jul 2004 13:44:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: Edward Morgan <emd222004@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Summer with Lorenzo

Here is my next story. I hope it qualifies for posting on your site.
Thank you.


A Summer with Lorenzo

By: Isaiah Lincoln


Chapter 1: First Impression

Another sweltering summer day had me yearning to cool off. My dad had
assigned me to mow the grass. With a push mower I had started the job at
9AM, and three hours later, I was pretty close to being done with the two
acre job. I was pouring sweat and was beet red. I pulled my soaked white
t-shirt off and discarded it, then threw myself onto the hammock. I laid
there trying to cool off, but their wasn't the least of a breeze
blowing. I finally decided to douse myself with the water hose. I poured
the cold water over my head, and shivered as the cool streams coursed
through my hair and down my chest. I moved the hose, getting every part
of my body wet. Dirt and bits of grass washed off of me, and I stood
glistening in the midday sun. I hypnotically watched the rivulets of
water stream across my chest and down into my pubic patch. I grabbed the
hose and jammed it into the front of my shorts. Today was no day for
wearing boxers so I had gone commando. The water ran across my prick and
balls making them cringe from the cold. I slipped a hand into my shorts
and gently rubbed my member. My fingers grazed my sac, and I began to
feel blood pump its way into my dick. I turned the hose to my backside
and poured water down the crack of my creamy bubble butt. I shuddered as
the cold water ran down my cheeks and into my tight pink hole. I was so
hot, the water was so refreshing, and now I was starting to get horny.
"Maybe I should go inside and get cleaned up," I thought. " I think a
shower will prove to be quite stimulating."

I turned the water off and prepared to go inside when I heard my dad call
my name. I went to the front of the house to see what he wanted and saw
that a car was parked at the gate. From the porch, my dad waved me over.
"Yeah, Dad, what's up?," I asked. "The new tenants are here to get
the keys to the place and their copy of the contract. I want you to take
it to them." "No problem," I replied and headed to do one more task
before I could go take a shower.

Approaching the car, it was clear in my mind who I was taking these items
to. A man and a woman in their early forties had come to see the mobile
home we had for rent and decided to take it. I was glad to see the place
rented because part of the rent came to me, and the last three months had
been hard without the money. I had asked them if they had any children
and they had told me no. I walked up to the gate anticipating Diane to
get out of the car. Instead I watched as the back door opened, and my first
glimpse of Him sent everything moving into slow motion. I literally
gasped and lost my breath when my eyes made contact with his. He smiled
as he walked the four feet or so from the backdoor of the car to the
gate. He stretched his hand out through an opening in the gate and
introduced himself. "Hey, what's up? My name is Lorenzo." I just stood
there motionless, unable to recover from the beautiful sight my eyes
beheld. He was Latin with a rich creamy tanned shade to his skin. He
stood 6'1'', had buzz cut black hair, a slight mustache and goatee,
and was in excellent shape. My eyes traced the lines of his muscles, from
his broad chest to his chiseled abs, which easily showed through the
fabric of his muscle shirt. He wore a pair of blue denim shorts, and my
eyes clearly memorized every curve of his long strong legs.

Diane lowered her window and explained why this magnificent young man
stood before me. "This is my son from California," she explained. It
was unexpected, but my ex-husband sent him to me because of problems they
are having. I hope it won't be a problem that he's coming to live with
us." "No!," I quickly retorted, recovering now and trying to make
everything seem normal. "It won`t be a problem, I just hope he doesn't
get bored." I shook his hand and felt the most incredible impulses from
his touch. "My name is Isaiah, and I'm glad to meet you," I greeted.
From there I handed him the things he had come to get and then watched
him get back in the car. He looked at me from the window and smiled.
Diane thanked me and told me that they would be moving in that evening. I
walked back to the house stunned. I had just been wishing the other day
that a hot guy would move into the place we had for rent, and then this
guy steps out of the car. I was so sure that Diane and Mark told me they
didn't have any kids. Well obviously she did, as she said he was her
son. I arrived at the house with this tingling feeling running up and
down my spine. I turned at the porch and looked across the street to the
mobile home they were going to move into. I gazed at the place picturing
Lorenzo living there and us being friends. I closed my eyes and was
suddenly overcome with his image burning brightly in my mind. I felt him
touch me and saw his dark brown eyes piercing into mine. My eyes flew
open in shock, and still I could feel his hands on my sweating body. I
started to shudder and shake and nearly collapsed. I felt the most
incredible ecstasy and almost came in my pants right there. The sensation
of his hands on my skin faded instantly, and a few moments later I
regained my composure. "What the hell was that?," I breathily asked
myself. "Whatever it was I'm not complaining." I went into the house
and truly enjoyed the shower I took. The ice cold water pouring down my
skin paled in comparison to the intensity of my fantasy. Lorenzo had
entrapped me. I would have him, I saw it. We would have the most
incredible and passionate sex, and already I was in withdrawal from it. I
busted the most incredible nut, shooting stream after stream spraying
onto the shower wall. Tonight would be the beginning...soon our
encounters would actually take place for real.


Readers, did you find this interesting? Would you like to read the next
chapter? The intensity is about to grow. This story is filled with
twists, turns, and a most erotic adventure. I want to share this true
story, if you would like me to tell it. Send me your comments,
suggestions, and any stories you would like to share. E-mail me at
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