It was a hot summer afternoon, when Nick arrived at Mr Jenkins house. He'd missed a lot of work over the past few weeks, but Mr Jenkins had offered to help him catch up. Checking his reflection in the door, one last time, Nick gave it a knock. A few moments later Mr Jenkins answered the door. He wore nothing but a pair of tight black shorts. Nick immediately felt his cock getting hard as he admired the man before him. Mr Jenkins rippling abs glistened with sweat in the afternoon heat, his tight shorts leaving nothing to the imagination. Even soft, Mr Jenkins cock was clearly a monster.
'Nick, you okay buddy?' asked Mr Jenkins, noticing Nick's zoned out expression.
Nick was immediately snapped out of his trance.
'Mr Jenkins, hey', said Nick 'sorry about that, I was in deep thought mode.'
'Ah, thinking about all the fun math we're gonna have this afternoon?' joked Mr Jenkins playfully.
'Totally,' replied Nick rolling his eyes.
Mr Jenkins laughed and beckoned Nick into the house.
'Do you want anything to drink before we get started?' asked Mr Jenkins.
'You're eighteen right? I've got a few beers if you're interested.'
I'd like to lick all that sweat of your abs and fuck your ass thought Nick.
'No, I'm good thanks', replied Nick.
He had no idea how he was going to concentrate on work with Mr Jenkins looking like a like a Calvin Klein underwear model.
Mr Jenkins took a seat next to Nick. Strong masculine odours emanated from Mr Jenkins body, as he sweated in the afternoon heat. The manly scent only made Nick hornier, and he was desperate to jerk himself of. This was going to be hell for him. The afternoon seemed to drag as Nick caught up on his work. Mr Jenkins had explained quite a lot to him over the last few hours. But Nick was taking in none of it. He was completely preoccupied with lusting over his beautiful teacher. But, Mr Jenkins had noticed Nick's preoccupied manner.
'You okay buddy?' asked Mr Jenkins 'you seem pretty out of it.'