The Reliable

Brock had to admit that Andrew was pretty toned himself, a smile creeping on his lips as he checked the handsome mentor out. “Yeah, it’s a real problem” he teased, “I’ve got a real soft spot for blondes” the southern man grinned from ear to ear. He joked, “This one’s definitely going to get me i trouble” he teased before the other asked if he hoped his cadet would fill him up. “You’d like to see that, wouldn’t you?” he asked with a teasing smile.

“Oh, I’m real aware of your thing for blondes,” Andrew show back almost immediately, even as he continued with the job at hand for a few moments longer, until he was satisfied it was an even trim. “Oh, absolutely. You with these long legs in the air with a cadet between ‘em? Would make for a damn good view. Even without the cadet it’d be a real good show I’m sure.”

Brock felt the hand on his muscles and grinned. He was definitely grateful for the other’s close proximity as well as his willingness to help him out. “That’s why I said just about” Brock smirked as he turned his head to check out the other. “Yeah, first cadet I’ve had that took the buzzcut well too. And he had quite the pretty blonde hair” Brock admitted. To say he was crushing on his cadet was a bit of an understatement. “I don’t now anyone better than you at motivating cadets” Brock teased the other.

As Brock turned to look at him, Andrew gave a playful flex to highlight his own well toned frame, before the other’s comments had him grinning. A hand remaining firm on the other’s shoulder to keep him sat right where he was, a quiet hum rolling free. “Oh really? Blonde and built? Careful Brock, keep that up and I’m gonna start thinking you’re getting a thing for your cadet. Hoping eh fills you up, hm?” A teasing hint to his own voice, to pay the other back for his own teasing.

Maxwell was enjoying every second of the teasing coming from his mentor. As he stood there naked, he took a few steps back under the water when his mentor shoved him playfully. His arms wrapped around Andy for stability as the warm water ran over them. “It’s not a mop” Max protested before the kiss silenced him, their lips pressing against one another. He returned the kiss and deepened it as he felt the other’s hand in his wet hair, a moan escaping his lips as it was tugged on.

As soon as that first moan escape from Maxwell he knew he had the other right where he wanted to be again. One hand curling contently in to the dark locks, while his free hand reached for the soap. Building a quick lather, and starting to work on cleaning Maxwell up with one hand. Paying attention tot he beginning of the other's muscles as he went. Pinching his nipples and squeezing at his pecs, attention to earn more of the soft sounds he’d heard so recently escaping the cadet.

Brock enjoyed the peace for a moment and was grateful his fellow mentor had agreed to help him. “Yeah, I mean I’m sure he’s going to demolish the cadet bowl” Brock commented before adding, “Though I’m not sure it’ll be because of anything I did” he chuckled. Brock sat still as the other worked, “The guy’s almost as ripped as we are” Brock continued. Usually, the kind hearted mentor was dealt the flimsy cadets, but this year he had lucked out.

An easy chuckle escaped Andrew as he continued listening to the other, shaking his head a little but still mostly focused on his task at hand. “Yeah? Well damn. Hard to think he’s in this sort of shape.” The hand not working the clippers through the other’s hair reached around to pat the firm muscles of the other’s chest. “But still, glad you’ve got a cadet that’s actually got the drive for it. Things are working out okay with mine, just gotta keep him motivated.”

Brock stood still as the other mentor moved behind him and began to shave away at the hard to reach places. “That’s good though. We’re supposed to be challenged” he admitted with a warm smile. Brock smirked when he was asked about his cadet, “Yeah, mine’s been keeping me pretty busy. He’s a beast” Brock admitted, impressed by Wolff. He could feel Andy press against his back as he worked. 

“Exactly. Can’t rise to the challenge if there isn’t one, right?” His words were relaxed as he worked, well practiced motions clearing away the other’s hair. A few moments passed, before he was lifting his hand up to brush the hair away with a content him. “A beast, huh? Gonna have to keep an eye out for him, see if he shapes up to how you’re describing him.” No denying the edge of tease in his tone, staying close to the other mentor. Content in his space like this.

Maxwell followed the other to the showers, enjoying the protective feel of his mentor’s arm around him. He knew that other mentors weren’t as kind as his own so it was nice to have Andrew around. He felt the fingers on his jaw and smiled, taking in the compliment and praised. Before he knew it he was pulled into the secluded block of showers, “Hey, it’s not a mop” he protested playfully, his hand resting on his mentor’s chest, his eyes studying his handsome mentor’s features.

“Oh, it’s not?” A grin danced over Andy’s lips before he could help it. Fingers once more curling through the mess of hair, before giving a soft shove as the water started. Guiding Maxwell even further in to the showers after slowly stripping away his own clothes and whatever the cadet had thrown on. “From where I’m stood it’s absolutely a mop of hair.” Head dipping, slowly claiming Maxwell’s lips in another kiss. Tongue working to spread the other’s lips, deepen the kiss immediately.

Felix knew that Andy had a problem that he was dealing with - but tried not to bring it up unless the other did first. Some people didn’t like talking about their problems, and other’s did. “Don’t be sorry. I just want to make sure your okay and all good,” the muscular mentor admitted. “Sounded painful for a second there…”

It’s the thing that had cost him his deployment, and most chances in the real world at anything he could consider a worthwhile job. So many of them just.. Wouldn’t have worked out. It was why he’d been glad when Preston had allowed him back. “I’m fine. Just gets bad if I don’t take y own advie and rest on it occasionally.” A shift of his weight to test it again, and a brief breath. “Should probably just head back to my quarters. Although I really need that shoer, damn.”

Dallas liked to think that he had it in him to do well at Preston. He wanted to showcase his talents and show that he wasn’t scared or afraid of discipline . The brunette came to Preston to look after himself and become healthier, but to also make new friends with him. “I have seen some people really struggling with everything going on here. It’s hard to watch someone act like that and not go over and comfort them.” 

Brock smirked as he looked at the other mentor, “Oh, come on, Andrew - don’t tell me you’re scared of the buzz” he teased his buddy as he continued to work on fine tuning his own cut. “Finish me up then” he flashed a smile and handed the clippers to Andrew, checking out his own reflection in the mirror as well as the other mentor’s. “All these new cadets keeping you busy?” he questioned, his southern drawl apparent.

As soon as Brock passed him the clippers, he was taking them and settling himself behind his fellow mentor. Calm and precise in how he ran the blades against the back of the other’s head, free hand holding the other steady by one of his shoulders. “I’d say they’re definitely keeping me on my toes. Better that than having nothing to do though, right? How about you, been keeping them busy?” A smirk over the other’s shoulder, practically pressed against the other bare back for a moment.

Once those thrusts began once again, he was bobbing his head again and his cock was bouncing, spraying precum as he was getting close. He hadn’t had a real release in quite some time so he was ready to burst. He relaxed hsi throat and allowed Andy to do his own thing and slide in and out of his mouth. He blinked twice so that Andrew would know what he was talking about. He was groaning around the other’s cock as he sat still for a minute and he bursted his load all over the floor. Bailey was panting at this point, not able to do anything as he had just exhausted himself. 

“I understand. I know that when I get control it’s bottoming and I ride you into the sunset so I have come to accept that, hun.” He replied as he looked at him. He smiled as he looked at the other. “Oooof, I remember the night that you tied me up. that was actually quite erotic and I loved that. That’s something I could totally be down with doing again. It was a fun night for sure. Felt like we were in one of those pornos.”

“Yeah, well, play your cards right and I’d be more than happy to tie you up again.” A hint of amusement in Andy’s tone, even as he shifted his head a little. Lips settling against the other’s throat and brushing a few kisses along the skin there, tongue eventually dragging it’s way down his neck. Taking the opportunity to give the other some casual affection and attention while they were pressed so closely together.

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Brock was in the bathroom, freshly stepped out of the shower, towel loosely wrapped around his waist as he rummaged through his things on top of the sink. The mentor grabbed his set of clippers from his bag and plugged them in before begging to trim his own hair back to the short length he kept it at. He couldn’t help but notice someone else standing in the bathroom, “You’re up next” he teased, southern accent strong as he winked at the other.

A soft snort of amusement escaped Andy before he could help it at the other’s threat, a grin dancing over his lips as he raised his arms in mock surrender. “Oh please, you threatened me with that thing enough to last us both a lifetime, Brock. Was gonna offer to get the parts you can’t reach.” An easy enough offer to make for his fellow mentor as he stretched his own back a little. Cleaned up nicely, towel loose on his hips.

Max eyed his mentor as he listened to what he had to say in response to a question he perceived to be very important. He nodded, “Okay, that sounds reasonable enough” thinking back to all of the guys he had passed on his way in here. He knew that sooner or later he would likely get himself into a bit of trouble. “Though I doubt I’ll be participating in any extracurricular activities once you turn me into a walking egg for a few months” Maxwell added dramatically as a reference to Andy buzzing his hair off.

A soft snort of amusement escaped the mentor before he could help it, even as he began to lead the way toward the showers once they were both decent again. Arm shifting, curling over Max’s shoulders and curling his fingers against his jaw. “Please, face like this? Buzzed hair’s hardly gonna be holding you back.” Thumb shifting to brush over the other’s lower lip, before tugging him in to a quiet block of showers. “Still gonna have plenty working for you even when that mop comes off.”

“I figured the best way to shut them up is by being completely submissive to them, but I’ll try out the other method, because I’m not making myself completely vulnerable to everyone here.” Dallas wanted to show he wasn’t just a pretty boy, and could actually put in the hard work and effort expected of the other cadets here. “I can handle it. It’s just a new experience. I’m sure you’ve heard loads of people complaining about being here before.”

“It’s my second year as a mentor, so I must have done something right last time,”. Felix’s eyes widened ever so slightly as he heard the other hiss out in what seemed like pain. Felix placed a hand gently on the other’s back and raised his eyebrow. “Are you okay? Do you need anything?” The dark-haired boy asked. “Medication, or do you usually just let the pain wear off itself?”

The hand on his back was at least comforting, even as Andy forced his breathing it even out. Giving himself a minute, before shaking his head. “I should be fine in a bit. Just been pushing myself a little too hard. The first couple of days are always so busy, y’know? Haven’t really given myself a chance to rest on it.” It took a few moments for his breathing to even out again, muscle finally stating to relax. “Sorry, man.”

Jonah looked at Andrew and when he came over to him and he kissed him back softly. There was something about Andy that Jonah couldn’t put his finger on but he was just so great and sweet. “Yeah, I know. I mean I would love to top but I don’t think you are ever going to allow me to do that.” He mentioned to the other as he used one of his thumbs to brush against Andy’s lip. “You know you can tell me if there’s ever something you want ot try as well.”

Andrew was glad to feel the other returning the brief kiss, one arm settling on either side of his fellow mentor’s head to keep his balance. A soft chuckle sliding free at the other’s first comment, and shaking hi head. “Not my thing. Tried it a few time, really just... Doesn’t do anything for me.” A shift of his head, tilting it a little in to the other’s hand and kissing the thumb that brushed against his lip. “I’ll definitely keep that in mind, Jonah. You usually let me have whatever I want anyway. Even if it’s you tied up like a damn feast for me.”