1. San Diego Summer


    Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: Bisexual, Author: Avery420, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    everything down the middle. The summer before my senior year I was seventeen years old and finally lost my virginity. I was doing a lawn job one hot July day at a nice mansion. In fact, most houses in the Rancho Santa Fe area were mansions. As I was working in the backyard, a hot red head was sunbathing by the pool. I recognized her as one of my classmates at school. The fact that she didn't seem to know or speak to me was not surprising. Being the Mexican lawn boy, it was something I was used to. But she was so hot. Locks of fiery red hair dangled midway down her back. She was wearing a skimpy little bikini. I would catch myself staring as I worked the details of the yard. I knew I would be jerking off to that mental image later that night. When I finished the job, I was collecting my tools. To my surprise, she called me over. As I approached her, I smiled and said, "Hi," in a very friendly tone, thinking that maybe she did recognize me and she, too, was being friendly. She just looked at me and said, "There's a leak in the shower head in the bathhouse. Can you please fix it?" "I'm sorry," I replied, "I don't know anything about plumbing leaks." "A pool boy doesn't know anything about plumbing?" she responded, "You must not be very good at your job." "I'm the lawn guy," I stated. "Well, whatever you are, I'm sure my parents are paying you good money, and when they get back I would hate for you to lose your job when I tell them that I needed your help and you refused to give ...
    it to me," she said with a snotty attitude. She was right. They were regular customers and to lose their business would mean a dip in my income. So I walked towards the bathhouse. It was bigger than the house my mother and I lived in. When I entered, I located the shower. It was a walk-in shower. There were three shower heads. It was tiled to perfection and there were a few benches built in. This shower was bigger than my bedroom. It was humid in there, so I took off my dirty t-shirt and walked over to one of the shower heads. I figured that if I was going to be working in there, I might as well get comfortable. I turned on the cold water are stepped under it, washing off the sweat and dirt. The cold water felt so refreshing running through my hair and down my chest and back. I didn't care that it was running down to my shorts and work shoes, they were soaked with sweat anyway. After a few seconds I turned the water off. "Why stop there?" I heard a voice say. Startled, I turned around and the red head was standing in the doorway of the shower. She started walking towards me. "I mean, if you're going to wash off, then wash more than just your chest," she said, still walking towards me. I was stunned. I didn't know what she was getting at or what to do. I just stood there dumbfounded. She approached me and reached down and unbuckled my belt. I was frozen. She unbuttoned my shorts and slid the zipper down. My shorts fell to the tiled floor leaving me in my boxers. She turned the ...
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