Kal Sheriden

TAG: @mentorkal​

Sammy’s day had been rougher than usual, a part of that due to a new cadet he’d met. Sore from being worked over in more ways than one Sammy headed to the showers. The warm water that rushed over his body was a welcomed wave of bliss as his muscles sighed. One arm resting against the wall of the shower as his forehead rested against it. Water poured over his head, soaking his hair and spilling down his back. He stayed like this for a moment, simply enjoying the heat as it seared into his skin. Little did Sammy know that at this moment he was being watched from a distance. 

His mind already lost replaying what had happened earlier today in the training field. The memory of being fucked for nearly every cadet to see was a thrilling experience. He craved the attention, but even more so he craved the feeling of being filled so roughly. Free hand slowly reaching back, his middle finger sliding between the cheeks of his pert ass. It’s as that finger caresses over his rim that he lets out a low moan, still tender from earlier. He continued to toy with himself like this, lost in his own world of lust and need as he began to finger himself open. 

Kai’s lips parted silently as the sight of his little brother’s hand vanishing down to brush that finger against his hole. He’d not exactly expecting such a show but he’s hardly complaining about it. Sammy was being the perfect whore all without knowing it. That low moan went straight to his cock in the best way- hell, the most erotic way imaginable. Maybe it was just the tension of it all, of knowing exactly who was making it.  Kai didn’t exactly have strong impulse control at the best of times and his hand gave himself a squeeze though his jeans. There was a voice at the back of his head that technically Sammy was a cadet and he was, teachally, a mentor.  And anyone who know what the fuck went on at this academy knew what meant.  Sure, it was fucked but the louder part of Kai’s brain was just staring at how perfect his brothers ass was, how alluring it was. Kai takes a moment to  push off the lockers silently to pull of his own shirt, letting it hit the ground before he unzipping his pants and kicking them way before his underwear joins the pile.  Kai’s cock was already hard from Sammy’s little show, thick and impressive between his legs as he moved towards the other in the shower.  Sammy was his brother. His to use, right? He’s manged to get up behind Sammy pretty silently and his hand was just gonna push Sammy against the tile wall and smirk against the side of his head. 

“It isn’t very imaginative but I didn’t feel like offering them constructive criticism on their bullying. Maybe next time I will.” Nervously gripping his fingers around the edge of his notebook, he tightened his grip to the point that the cover was curling under his hands as he tried to keep himself from blushing as he listened to the other’s vulgar teasing. He kinda preferred being called an altar bitch because at least being called names like that didn’t fill his head with lewd fantasies like this man’s words were.

“I’m– I’m not lying. I, uh, I… I stole enough to get me into trouble but because of my dad being the preacher and all they decided to send me here rather than sendin’ me to some kind of detention center? Like I– I stole a whole bunch of, you know… uh… liquor?” He really wasn’t selling the story at all. In fact the more he tried the more he stammered and stuttered. “So– so yeah. Can’t ruin me ‘cause I’m not innocent.”

“Well you know what they say, they’re never gonna get better at it unless you give them criticism. “ Kai quipped as he watched the other, taking in every little reaction the other gave because, well, the other was really not good at this whole lying thing.  Honestly even the whole blushing thing was adorable.  The smirk on Kai’s face was just going to grow wider as the other spoke, trying to get win back any lost ground he might have had.  “Just liquor, generally? How vague and unconvincing.” Kai mused lightly as he moved forward to brush his hand along the back of the others neck and leaned down to brush his breath against the others ear. 

“Oh, I can ruin you till you’re addicted to the feeling of it. Of me. I could take you right here and not a single person would do a damn thing..” He teased as he stood back up and moved along the couch. 

“Honestly, the whole preachers kid is a cutee.’ 

It was pretty late in the day when Kai finally stolled his way into the showers, his hand running along the wall. Honestly his whole mentorship was really just an excuse to to abuse his power to the extreme and frankly, it was amazing that the academy even let him keep doing this sort of thing. It’s the sound of the showers that actually get his attention and there’s a little peer of his head around the corner to spot...well, wasn’t that a familiar sight? Well, mostly. The sight of his younger brother standing in the shower with his back to him, water rushing down his back and over those perfect globes of an ass.  He’d heard from his parents that they’d sent poor Sammy here for being a whore all over town- apparently fucking in a church was a line for his parents.  He did look good, though, didn’t he? Kai dropped his back against the locker as he just soaked in the sight before him. 

He knew it was fucked up but pretty much everything that got Kai off was fucked up in one way or another- soaking in the sight of his younger, naked brother. God even the tabbo of it already was going straight to his cock. A hand reaching down to squeeze himself though his pants as he just...watched. 

I swear this school is aggressively thirsty as ever, I swear. 

Ya’ll want it. 

Find it here. 

With his notebook in his lap Eddie tried to distract himself from how uncomfortable he was by writing. He didn’t even care what he wound up writing. As long as it was something to take his mind off how frustratingly attractive everyone around him was or to help him forget that some of the other cadets found out he was a preacher’s kid and started teasing him for it on his first day. Anything would work.

Looking up as soon as he heard someone’s voice Eddie wasn’t sure if it was the fact he was staring up at another attractive stranger or the fact he called Eddie cute but either way he blushed a little. “Huh? Wait, is this– is this because those guys were making fun of me for being a preacher’s kid. Please don’t call me angel ass or altar bitch like they did.” He asked softly under his breath. “…’cause i’m not a preacher’s kid. I, uh, I swear. I’m here because I… because I tried to rob a liquor store? Yeah. Because I tried to rob a liquor store. I’m like a serious bad ass… so don’t worry about me. You, or this place, won’t be able to ruin me?” He lied; and he was bad at lying.

Honestly a preachers kid was properly the worst person to put in front of Kal, not with his innocence kink and his enjoyment of corruption. But here was, like a deer who didn’t know a predator was around. It was kinda cute, honestly, even as Kal’s eyebrows went up at the others muttering words. “ Altar bitch? That doesn’t seem very imaginative. “ Kal hummed as he dropped his hips against one of the chairs and peered down at the other, taking in the sight of that notebook with a little tilt of his head.  His eyes did flick up to meet the others again as he tried that rather elaborate lie on him,  and considering he strumbled his way though every last word and was just, so, so bad at lying it had Kal chuckling under his breath. 

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      Both brows perked, both eyes quickly shifted toward the voice, and his head slowly turned the mentor’s direction. He stared at the stranger for a second, then realized it was he they addressed.

      “Me?…What?”

      Saint’s head canted with a jerk, a little confused by what the guy meant, because he definitely didn’t enroll at Preston to be ruined. Without a little more context, he hadn’t a clue  what that question meant.

      “Isn’t this joint supposed to do the opposite?” He took the opportunity to look the other over, still convinced he probably wasn’t a cadet by the way he spoke of the academy. Saint wore a jean jacket with a white cotton hood, white thermal shirt underneath, and a pair of black jeans that wonderfully showed off his devotion to leg day.

 Kal was just going to smirk at that oh so sweet and innocent question, evidently the other was fresh meat if he didn’t know what actually went on in those halls of the school. Kal flicked  his eyes up and down the others body, admiring the choice of outfit and those tight, rather nice jeans with bite of his cheek. “Well you know what they say, break you down to build you back up again, or something like that. This place has a very..intense program, that’s all I meant...”  Granted the boy in front of him looked like someone he’d rather get on his knees for than have on his knees but maybe that was just the cheekbones the other had having an effect on him. 

But why spoil what this school had instore for him? Even if it would be fun to indulge in it with the boy in front of him. 

As he entered the common room, Declan was oblivious to the other man’s clear propensity for new, doe eyed cadets. He nodded his head before the other spelt it out for him in plain english. “Oh?” he asked as he nodded once more. At this point, Declan was a bobble head, just trying to be as agreeable and diplomatic as possible so as not to get on anyone’s bad side. He heard the other’s rant about how he was trouble and Declan had come to the wrong place if he was looking for empathy or softness. He bit down on his lip and thought about how to answer the question.

“I’ve been here two days” he said confidently before flashing is charming grin once more, “My mentor is Jason. Jason Little” he explained with a nod of his head. “He’s honestly pretty cool” Declan admitted truthfully, his hand carding through his soft blond hair as he wondered where this was all headed.

Honestly the kid was adorable,nodding like crazy and yet somehow still seeming like a deer in the headlights. “Two days?” My, you are new. This place really has quite the turnover rate.” Kal mused lightly as he stared down at the boy as he spoke. “Jason Little.  The Australian dude? Huh.” He’d seen him briefly enough when they’d introduced him to the other mentors, enough to clock a name to the face, anyway.  “Lucky him.” He mused lightly as he watched the other play with his hair as he clicked his tongue.  It was tempting to see how far he could take the boy, find a private area and utterly ravish him. After all, if Kal loved anything it was a power kink and lords knows this place gave him a lot of it. 

Still-...

“So you’re enjoying yourself then? Those two days?” He asked, running his tongue along his lip as he tired to work out what he should do. 

Declan had barely gotten settled in and the first thing he had done was take a shower. He knew that after adjusting to such a new environment, a warm, calming shower would soothe all of his concerns and aches from the gym too. Coming back from the shower, fresh uniform on and wet blonde hair forming a curtain next to his eyes, Declan kept his head down. 

However, he couldn’t help but notice the confident man in the tight jeans coming towards him. As soon as the Senator’s son was noticed, he bit down on his lip, his hand brushing his hair from his face, “Not yet” he flashed a charming grin, “You have any pointers to help me stay un-ruined?” he asked teasingly. He knew he could stand to gain a friend around here. Or more.

Kal grinned, enjoying the sight of that cute, adorable blond as he pushed off the doorframe and took a few steps into the common room. “Not yet? I suppose you do have that wide eyed doe look. Which hey, I’m super into.’ He mused because god knows he had an innocence kink as he moved closer till he stopped short just a little ways from Declan. There’s an easy laugh at that question before he gave a little tilt of his head, his long blond hair falling to one side. “See- asking me that question is like little red riding hood asking the wolf what he likes to eat. Ruining is rather sort of what I do. Just ironic, that’s all.” even if he was fairly sure that wasn’t what ironic meant but he was just going to brush his tongue along  his lower lip as he peered down at the other boy. 

“So you haven’t been here long then? Who’s your mentor?” Because maybe Kal would know the guy and wonder how he held back. 

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He should have been on the field with the other cadets and their mentors but Nox wasn’t fond of doing the right thing yet. Instead he was barely hidden on his knees behind the watch tower next to the field. They were close enough that they could still hear the yelling as the pairs ran through some ridiculous obstacle course that was supposed to teach them about perseverance and trust– you know, that usual team building bullshit just with a military twist to it. In way Nox was working on building a relationship as he bobbed his head back and forth, gagging every so often, as he eagerly sucked Kal off; his cheeks hollowed out as he kept his plump lips tight around the mentor’s cock. 

Pulling back, his mouth leaving the other with a lewd, wet popping sound, Nox quickly rose to his feet and pressed himself flat up against the building he was trying to hide them behind. “We’re running out of time…” he hissed under his breath as he heard his mentor calling out for him. Apparently someone did notice he was skipping out on the day’s activities. Rather than responding, Nox quickly unfastened his pants and pushed them– as well as his underwear– down past his knees before turning around.

Leaning forward into the wall for support, he arched his back to help draw attention to his rounded, pert ass while looking back at the other over his shoulder. “Don’t worry about a condom– just fuck me before someone catches us. Please. I need it.”

Kal supposed the proper mentor thing to do here would be to have to encourage Nox to go back to the group exercise and embrace whatever lesson the school was trying to tell. But perhaps the truth of it was that Kal wasn’t exactly a great mentor for the school, he was here for the power trip and the fun little notation one gets on their resume for doing such a job at the school. Besides Nox looked fucking beautiful on his knees, those lips stretched around his cock and every perfect gagging sound made Kal just want to hold the boys head and fuck his throat till there tears in his eyes.  But he was, for a change, holding back on that. Perhaps because the boy was so eager and they were already taking a risk for stealing the younger man away from his training like this.  His head tilted forward as his long hair fell in front of his face as he gazed down at the boy on his knees. “Someone likes that big fucking cock..” Kal drawled before the other popped off with that sound that made Kal’s cock twitch between his lips, as he admired Nox’s lips shiny with precome and spit. 

“That does seem like a you issue.” Kal pointed out a devilish smirk as the other pressed himself against the wall and Kal wrapped a hand around his cock to give it a few loving strokes, covering it with Nox’s spit. His head did tilt at the Mentor yelling out for Nox and for a moment he was tempted to tell out that he had Nox before the other turned around and pushed down that underwear to show off one of the best asses Kal had ever seen . “Well...damn..” He mused as he took a step forward to brush his hand along the curve of that perky ass before taking a handful of it with a little suck of his cheek. “Well if you need it...who am I to deny you?” He teased under his breath as he took a step forward to brush his eight inch cock between the others cheeks before he found himself lined up with that tight hole. ‘This might hurt, sweetheart. If you’re gonna scream. Make it fucking loud..” He teased into the others ear as he started to push inside him, the thick head already stretching the poor boy. 

5. for sex in public

Kal wasn’t exactly shy at the best of times and he had even less hesitation at Preston where he’d already experienced quite a lot of dirty things himself when he’d gone though the program. So perhaps it was no surprise that there was exactly zero shame in the older man for fucking someone in public, that person, in this case, was Chase who was currently bent over the table in the library where just about anyone could walk in and they were very much breaking the “no noise” rule most libraries had. Kal was already naked, his clothes piled up on the floor because hey, if you were going to do it, you might as well do it right? He’d all but force Chase over the table as his hand held his hip and the other grabbed a handful of the boys hair and tugged it back roughly, wanting to hear every last moan, gasp and whimper- and frankly fuck being quiet- as he shoved a good eight inches into the beautiful bent over boy below him. 

“Hm..Fuck. You’re fucking perfect..” The groan came out of the mentors mouth without even thinking, even as his head turned to the sound of the library door creaking open. “You like that? Huh?” he teased down at the boy. Why bother telling him they had an audience? 

Kal strolled back down the halls of the  Academy with a little smirk on his face, a hand reaching out to brush along the walls as he hummed. He wasn’t sure he’d ever bother to come back to this place, not after his time here but apparently life had a hilarious way of turning out in the ways you least expect. Kal had always been a cocky little shit but now he was a cocky little shit with power thanks to the mentor program. His long blond hair bouncing with every step and his tight jeans and shirt clearly designed to draw a few reactions from the various boys and men around  campus. Because why not, right? His hand dropped as he moved towards one of the common areas, dropping against the door frame as he glanced around the room. 

there was some part of steve that got off on this sort of thing - he’d discovered this after he had been hooking up with brock rumlow for over a year and it then came out about hydra and rumlow being one of their goons. he felt guilty and shame but at the same time, he’d never been more turned on and now here he was with ward. bottoming out, the soldiers nails dug into wards back and began to leave deep scratches. “breed me, daddy…. please”

“Put it on.” Jem said, not bothering to answer his questions. His jaw tightened and he couldn’t even look at Ward. Anger and jealousy ran through him in a merciless rage and he didn’t know how to contain it. He pulled out the collar they’d made and handed it to him. “If you want to stay with us, stay with Fitz, then you wear this. Do you recall that lie detector in the secret base?” He asked, still not looking at him. “This is a miniaturized version of it. If you want to remain a part of our lives, you wear this.” Finally his eyes met Ward’s before he looked away again just as quickly.