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.'
Nick felt a pang of anxiety rush through his body, as he thought of something to say. What if Mr Jenkins realised that Nick was lusting over him?
'I'm good sir. Just need a bathroom break I think,' replied Nick.
'Of course, it's just down the hall, second right, then just walk through the bedroom.'
'Thanks Mr Jenkins.'
Walking towards the bathroom, Nick tried to gather himself. He needed to calm down, or Mr Jenkins would realise something was up. As he walked through Mr Jenkins bedroom an open drawer caught his eye. Not trusting his eyes, he walked up to the drawer for a closer look. He couldn't believe it. The drawer was full of sex toys. Dildos, anal beads, vibrators, fleshlights etc. Did Mr Jenkins use them on himself? Had he used them on himself today? So many filthy images flashed through Nick's mind as he imagined Mr Jenkins using his toys. He was so caught up in his thoughts, that he didn't hear Mr Jenkins come into the room.
'See something you like?' asked Mr Jenkins, a crude grin on his face.
'Mr Jenkins!' said Nick startled 'I...I was just, um. The drawer was open and I...I'm sorry sir. I didn't mean to pry.'