The Worst Day of His Life So Far
Bart stood in front of the mirror and admired the handsome reflection that stared back at him. He'd developed some real tone over the summer and now a few weeks into his senior year at Springfield High he'd finally started to add some mass. His pecs were becoming more pronounced everyday and his lean six-pack had started to come in nicely. He flexed his thighs, his bis and his tris, even taking a moment to appreciate the way his black boxer-briefs hugged his glutes before turning around and...