You are a popular person in your school, and your grades well… aren’t the best. Your math teacher has assigned the smartest person in the school to tutor you, hopefully to help you do better. It was Simon, the nerdiest and dorkiest kid in class. He texted you telling you to meet at his place for tutoring in two hours, and to bring your textbooks since he left his at the library.

You knock on his door thirty minutes nervously, as he opens the door with his waist wrapped in a towel. He had a muscular build, the V to underneath the towel making you curious… his eyes widen as he shakes his wet hair.

“Shit, sorry. I thought you were coming in thirty minutes, but come in just let me change.” Simon says In a deep husky voice, opening the door for you. You walk in as he checks you out from behind, closing the door and going into his bedroom to change. God, Simon looks so hot… you didn’t know he had proper muscles!