mitch pov,
23rd September 1923,
My family and I recently hired a new help. The old guy wasn't shaping up so we thought it was time to get someone new and fresh. We found a guy. His name, Avi Kaplan. My parents say he moved here from someplace far. A place I'd never been before. I can hear it in his voice. He isn't American.
He certainly doesn't look American. He isn't like other boys I live around. He looks so different compared to the other boys. Every boy here is like a copy of each other, but he is his own design.
Every morning I walk past him, whether he's cleaning one of the rooms in this extremely big house or the hallways or tending to the garden, I seem to find him everywhere. He always says good morning to me with a smile and somehow, I feel a little giddy every time.
Sometimes, he compliments me. Well, I can never tell if they're compliments. They're never in English. But he says things like 'Eres la cosa más linda que he visto' or 'mi amor'. They all sound so sweet to my ears but I wish I knew what they meant. I had no way of knowing, so I just took them as compliments.
As time progressed, his compliments increased and increased and his seduction grew. I'd try to fight off his advances but I had no success. I'd find myself in his room, on his lap, kissing him like I'd never kissed anyone before. He'd start saying things like 'Me pregunto cómo será hacerte gritar' anytime I would come in his room.
He the tendency to tease me but in the best way possible. He would kiss my neck, play with my cock, grind our hips together, he'd do anything to try and get me to the edge but he'd never let me reach it.
There was something so tempting about him. Whether it was due to his Adonis-like appearance. Or his constant affection. I believed it was due to the fact that he was older and I was younger. He was experienced. Him, being older made me feel like I needed constant affection and he was the source.
But yesterday I did something bad. We had sex and we nearly got found out. I went to his chambers where he waited for me. I got in there and we were already at it. However, no one told me that my parents had guests over that day.
My parents came looking for me just when I was on the brink of an orgasm. I was in his arms and that's all I cared about. My moans grew louder and more frequent until they became on noise. He had to cover my mouth so I wouldn't raise any alarms, but I wanted to raise alarms.
As I climaxed, I was loud and that's how my parents located me, We had to speedily get dressed so they wouldn't know.
They rushed me out of his room to join the guests.
But once everyone was gone, we were at it for hours and hours and hours.
And once I finish writing this, I'll be back in his room.
Ciao!
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Translations for the long phrases.
1. You're the cutest thing I've ever seen.
2. I wonder what it will be like to make you scream
