#mentor.start

“Hm?” Travis whined as he looked away from the screen, controller clutched tightly in the mentor’s hand as he focused on playing as the new killer in Dead by Daylight. “Come on bro...You’re really going to pull me away from the love of my life?” Travis whined before grinning. “What were you needing?” Travis asked as he turned to give the other man all of his attention.

“I get it, no one wants to be in a place as boring and dull as this place.” Skye said with a grin as he looked at the other. “But I’m here to liven it up now! Give me a week, and I’ll have the booze and the music. It’ll be a glorified frat party!” Skye joked with a grin.

He hated to admit it, but Paco wasn’t as young as he used to be. Though you wouldn’t necessarily know it from the way he looked, he was staring down his fiftieth birthday soon, so keeping fit was absolutely crucial for his lifestyle. (Though looking hot was definitely another part of it...)

When he wasn’t working, Paco could usually be found in the gym, working out, particularly focusing on keeping his impressive ass as firm and luscious as it was in his twenties. Who said being thicc was a younger man’s game? But because of his deep, deep focus, Paco didn’t even notice someone else encroaching on his space in the empty workout room.

There was nothing like capping off an amazing workout with a nice, long, hot shower. Jason spent so much time sculpting his body into a perfect specimen of human excellence; the least he could do to reward himself was enjoy the little time he under the spray of water as it cascaded down his body, highlighting all of the incredible, rock-hard muscles underneath...

But he couldn’t stay in the shower forever. He didn’t want his skin to prune — that always grossed him the hell out. Once he got out, he tied a towel around his waist (which looked puny in comparison to his large mass) and proceeded towards the locker room to change back into his clothes. 

Just as he was almost to get out of his towel, however, he realized he wasn’t alone in the locker room like he thought he was... but not before letting the towel fall to the ground, revealing his massive cock to the unsuspecting voyeur. Whoops.

If Andre ever made it out of here alive, he was for sure disowning his parents. Emancipation was sounding real damn good right about now… even if he knew the feeling would pass eventually. It always did. Besides, it’s not like he could live on his trust fund forever. If he wanted to achieve his goals of being a big-time record producer, or an Instagram influencer, or…. something, he’d have to work for it. This place was work.

At least this place had a pretty nice pool… one he assumed was available to cadets. He always liked swimming for taking his mind off stuff that bothered him. Thinking nothing of it, he stripped down to his undies and started doing laps, not hearing someone as they entered the cavernous space and looked down on him from their vantage point.

Ravi had been settling into the academy at a pace that was to be expected. He still had yet to meet his mentor and this gave the recent college graduate something to smile about. So he went to the pool at the gym for a swim to kill some time. Wasting no time, Ravi stripped down to just his briefs and hopped into the pool. When he came up for air, he shook his head back and forth like a wet dog to dry off some of his hair and smoothed back the hair from his eyes. He then took a few steps back in the pool before he realized he had bumped into someone else he hadn’t seen, “Dude, ‘m so sorry” he apologized for shaking his wet hair all over the other as he smiled, “I didn’t know someone else had the same great idea as me to come here for a swim” the man offered.

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.