BACHELOR INTRODUCTION.
( trevante rhodes, cis male, he/him/his ) bachelor stone just strolled through the quad, the thirty year old groundskeeper/maintenance has been at the university for one week. rumor has it they are hard-working & distant .i also hear they are bisexual and they’re pretty into rough sex & public sex.
BASIC INFORMATION:
Full Name: Bachelor Maurice Stone Nickname: Bach, B Birthday: October 18 Gender: Cis Male Pronouns: He/Him Sexual Orientation: Bisexual Romantic Orientation: Biromantic Occupation: Groundskeeper/Maintenance Living Conditions: One bedroom apartment Hometown: Meridian, Mississippi
PHYSICAL:
Height: 6′1 Weight: 200 lbs. Eyes: Brown Hair: Black Distinguishing Features: his full beard, large, muscular body with curly black hair across his muscular chest, and smooth dark skin Face: Trevante Rhodes
MANNERISMS:
Speech Style: Uses slang. Shortens things like a true southerner. Accent: Southern Hobbies: Working out, spending time with family, drawing. Nervous Ticks: He bounces his leg. Motivations: To be happy. To be safe. To be content. Fears: Death, failure, losing close family members, letting people down, going back to prison. Positive: Hardworking, easygoing, friendly, caring. Negative: Hard on himself, distant, closed-off. Sense of Humor: He has a good one. Do they curse often?: Very often.
SEXUALITY:
Sexuality: Bisexual Preference: Dominant, Top Kinks: Public sex, threesomes, edging, dirty talk, car sex, anal Anit-Kinks: race play/fetishization, water sports, bondage, scat, blood play, vore, dd/lg/lb, age play
BIOGRAPHY:
All of his life, Bachelor Maurice Stone has been outside. From the time he could walk, he was playing in the backyard with his cousins, playing in the streets of the neighborhood with friends. Outside has always been one of Bachelor's favorite places to be. Just the feeling of freedom that encompasses you when you step outside of the house, no longer boxed in by the four walls that seem so suffocating close together, it was everything that Bachelor loved. He didn't know how much he would miss it until it was gone. He didn't know how much he hated being inside until he was trapped in his small five by seven cement room, with a cheap bed, a toilet and a sink, and no windows to see the blue or night sky. They say prison can change a person, and that's true, because Bachelor hasn't felt the same since they slammed and locked the door in his face.
Growing up, he always knew that he was athletic. He loved playing pickup basketball games in the street, flag football (that inevitably became tackle) in the front yard, racing down the street, and playing baseball. Sports were a place that Bachelor excelled in, the only part about school that he actually enjoyed -- and definitely the thing that kept him in school when he got old enough to drop out -- that and the constant threats from his momma, saying if he dropped out she'd make sure he dropped dead. Bachelor's parents were always encouraging, they saw his talent, especially on the football field, and they found the money to make sure he was in all of the right football camps, had the best gear that they could afford, and bought him a brand new football every year for Christmas (because he would always leave his in the yard and it'd get ruined). They saw the potential in Bachelor, as did everyone else, that boy was going to get out of this shit town, and he was going to make a big name for himself.
After getting plenty of scholarship offers, full-rides of course, the number one Quarterback in the state of Alabama for the year 2008 had accepted a full ride to Mississippi State. Bachelor, his parents, and the people from his neighborhood were excited for his future. He was a beacon of hope for them, a promise that there's more to life than what the "wrong side of the tracks" in Brinkley had to offer. Then Bachelor made one great mistake, that he still regrets to this very day.
The ride was supposed to just be back home. Bachelor had gotten into a car with some friends from school after a graduation party, they promised to drop him back off, but when they started taking the long way back to Bachelor's house, he didn't tell them to let him out. They had a bad reputation, Bachelor knew that, but they had all been cool, and Bachelor didn't feel threatened by them at all -- even though it was known that they were gang affiliated. When they took out the weed, an already intoxicated Bachelor didn't hesitate to smoke with them, he wasn't getting drug tested any time soon anyway. He didn't even realize the driver was speeding until there was a flash of blue lights behind them, and Bachelor's heart dropped into his stomach.
He can still remember the feeling of ice cold fear running through his veins when he was forced out of the car, pushed onto the hood, and handcuffed after guns, one of which had been used to shoot and kill someone earlier that night, and more weed than Bachelor had ever seen before had been found. He remembers the white hot tears rolling down his cheeks as he sat in the back of the police car. He remembers the sick feeling in his stomach when he and his father were told by the lawyer they'd been assigned that he could get a minimum of five years and only a weapons and drug possession charge if he took a plea deal. He still remembers the empty feeling that he had when he was stripped down, humiliated, and put in an orange jumpsuit and closed up in a cell, knowing that his bright future was now very, very dark.
Five long years he spent in jail. Five long years of wallowing in regret, depression, and five years of nights spent listening to the cries and screams of other inmates. Five long years of missing being outside, being free, just like when he was a child.
After five years, Bachelor was finally eligible for parole, and when he stepped outside once more and saw his father there to pick him up in a Stone & Sons Landscaping truck, Bachelor broke down in tears, wrapping his arms around his father and crying. He was finally free, but he had a long road ahead of him in rebuilding.
After five years of being on parole, working with his father, and trying to readjust to life again after being in prison, Bachelor was finally off parole. Bachelor didn’t make a lot of money working for his father, and remaining in his hometown -- not far from where he served his unfair sentence -- was haunting. So, Bachelor packed his bags, kissed his parents goodbye, and made his way up north. It was by strike of luck that he managed to land a job as a groundskeeper at Pinecrest University. The elitism and prestige of the school is what makes him keep his jail time a secret, carrying beneath dark skin stretched over bulging muscle. Bachelor is pretty quiet and reserved, so you might see him out and about on campus, mowing or working in the gardens, raking leaves and making sure the campus stays beautiful. Don’t let his stature scare you though, he’s essentially a giant teddy bear.
As for his relationships with other faculty and students, well, pretty nonexistent so far -- he’s only been at Pinecrest for a week. But it’s Pinecrest we’re talking about, isn’t it? So it’s bound to happen.
WANTED CONNECTIONS:
FRIENDS. people who will show him the ropes and around campus, introduce him to the town, help him acclimate to this new situation and area that he’s been in. keep in mind he’s a thirty year old man, but this is first true venture into complete adulthood. this is the first time he’s ever left home.
HOOKUPS. this is Pinecrest, and bachelor is practically sex on legs, so who wouldn’t want to hookup with him? this can be students and faculty and staff a like.
ETC. honestly, i’m down for any and everything!
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