Math had never been one of my strengths. As a matter of fact, I’d always been really lost when it came to formulas, equations, and all that nerdy stuff. It also didn’t help that my professor was drop dead gorgeous. I often spent many class hours just staring at his tight little trousers. He had a way of erasing the board that always made my cock stand up and take notice. It was weird that I would find him so attractive. Although he had a very fit tight body, made obvious by the muscle shirts he favored, he was also small framed. Almost like a grown up twink, and twinks had never been my thing.

Now I was by no means a huge guy, but years of playing football had certainly developed my physique. I often got many looks from the girls on campus. Some were right out obvious, if only they knew that they were of no interest to me. I’d much rather stick it to a tight end receiver than some air headed cheerleader.

“Owen, earth to Owen, are you with us today?” I heard his voice coming from the front of the class. “It won’t be a surprise if I see you there again next semester since you’re clearly not going to join us for this one.”

Professor Frakes had a way of belittling students, and for some reason he always seemed to enjoy it a little extra when it was me. What I wouldn’t give to wipe that little smirk off his face.

“Sorry, I was just trying to figure…” I started to explain.

“Figure out what career doesn’t involved simple math? Sorry, Mr. Baker, there’s no such thing.” His quip made everyone erupt in laughter.

“Jerk,” I muttered a little too loudly. I couldn’t help it. After half a semester of these insults, enough was enough. Even though I found him incredibly attractive, I also found him to be the most annoying little man I had ever met. He clearly had a thing against athletes and I was no exception.

“I’m sorry, I don’t think I heard you correctly, but perhaps you can come see me during my office hours tomorrow and you can clarify what you said.”

It was obvious that he had heard me. He just wanted to be an ass, but I wasn’t going to give in.

“Yes sir.”

It was all I could mutter before the dismissal bell interrupted me, just as I was about to expand on why I thought he was such a jerk. Hastily I packed up my stuff to leave. I didn’t want to be late for practice. If there was one thing I hated more than math it was missing out on my teammates changing in the locker room. And after this class, taking a peek at some college cock was just what I needed.

I had just gotten my hand on the doorknob when the voice of Frakes stopped me. “Mr. Baker I hope you realize that games are better suited for the football field and not my classroom.”

“I didn’t realize I was playing a game Professor Frakes. If I had known that I would have worn my jock,” I said.

I didn’t care anymore. If this man wanted a piece of my mind then he was certainly going to get it. If my comment had an effect him he only showed it with his smug smile. The man was unshakable.

“Mr. Baker, I don’t know what you’re insinuating but