Date: Wed, 5 Nov 2014 23:27:51 -0800 From: Josh Rey 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 @: justahintofjr@gmail.com