~All characters are 18 or older~
I had just graduated high school and needed to find a job to save up for college. I got a job cleaning the pool once a week for one of the rich families. It was better then nothing and paid a hundred and was only about two hours of work usually. Today was different though.
There I was at the pool on a hot Sunday afternoon. The tall privacy fence kept the pool hidden from the outside world but the sun still beat down on my muscular back. I was in nothing but my faded blue shorts and a comfy pair of flip flops. Sweat glistened on my lean bare chest and down my back. I wiped my curly red hair from my face I skimmed around the pool.
I heard the back door and looked up to see Mr Carson. He looked good for his age, a shaved slightly pudgy man with short black hair with specks of gray. He had on a pair of sunglasses. He waved to me and sat down on one of the pool chairs and leaned back right across from me on the other side of the pool. A few minutes passed as I cleaned the pool until heard him talk to me.
"Hey boy!" he said and leaned forward in the chair. He held up a little bottle of sunscreen. "You put any on?"
I looked down to my pale body and realized I did for get to put on some sunscreen. I burned easy. I walked over to him, my flip flops padded on the concrete on the side of the pool. He handed me the bottle and I lathered up my face chest and arms. The cool lotion felt so refreshing on my scrawny body.
I was about to get back to work when Mr Carson stopped me once more.
"Wait," he opened the bottle once more and stood. I looked him up and down. His chubby chest was hairless save for a dark happy trail. I'm not gay but he also had an impressive bulge in his shorts. "I can help with your back. I don't mind."
"Sure," I said. He was kind.
I turned my back towards him and felt the coolness of the sunscreen a moment later. He took his time rubbing my back, he worked his way over my muscles. He was gentle yet firm, it felt like a nice massage. I felt him on my lower back, then I felt him slip down my shorts and grope my ass.
I gasped and tensed my ass. He had caught me off guard, but not my dick. I felt my shorts tighten. He pulled his hand from my shorts and turned around. "Hey!" I said but I felt my face was reddening, from arousal or embarrassment, I couldn't tell.
I saw how hard he was as well under those shorts. I was tempted to pull them down just to catch a glimpse.
He put a finger to his lips. "No one will see us. Why don't we take a dip in the pool?"
I looked around to the tall privacy fence. I looked back at him. "I could cool off a bit."
I slipped off my flip flops and felt the warm concrete under my bare feet. I stepped out of my shorts. He looked down at my hard uncut seven inch cock. I could tell even under those sunglasses that he was impressed. I then stepped into the pool and he followed suit. What the hell was I doing I wondered.
I turned back to him as he floated over to me. "I'm straight..."
He smirked. "Are you? Well I can give you a little treat afterwards. My wife is inside." He winked.
I had almost forgotten about her. Mrs Carson was cute for an older woman. Even her tits were still round and beautiful. Was he saying I could fuck her?
"Fine," I said after a moment. "No ass though. I'm not gay."
He smiled. "That's fine," he swam over to the pool side and patted the concrete. "Up here."