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Brock Clark

[brockclark]

Did you see Brock Clark? I think he looks just like Rainer Dawn. I heard he is twenty-two years old and is known as The Bellicose around Preston. Rumor has it that his mentor is [open]. He is coming to Preston because college wasn’t his thing.

𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.

name: Brock Clark.

age: Twenty-Two ( 22 ) years old.

birthdate:  April 21, 2002.

birthplace:  Santa Cruz, California

social class:  middle. 

gender: cis man.

sexuality: homosexual.

position: top-verse.

height: 6′0″.

build: muscular & toned.

distinguishing marks: no scars, flawless skin, big nipples.

tattoos/piercings: no tattoos or piercings.

𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒊𝒅𝒔.

First time cadet.

Californian, born and raised.

Enjoys working out, excessively.

Founder of the Preston Military Academy fight club.

Graduated pre med but knows he doesn’t want to go to med school.

Dad, who wasn’t around much, works for the CIA.

Rule breaking rascal.

Either at 0 or 100. No in between.

[prestonbros]

Carlos laughed, "Okay, I'll be on the lookout for him" he explained before doing a quick salute to the other cadet. He winked at the other as he retorted, "Well, your hand is welcome to spank my ass anytime" swimming a little closer to the other. The compliments from the other were doing wonders to cheer him up. "And here I was thinking that they were just jack ass mentors who wanted to freak me out about having my hair buzzed off" he teased. When Brock invited him over, he didn't hesitate, "You know, that sounds like just what I need" he smirked, "Make the most of what we both have before it's gone" he joked referencing the other's open room and his curls.

[brockclark]

Brock raises a brow at the salute, with an entertained grin. He finds the small action hot, but that’s probably because he’s an egomaniac with an ascendancy kink. “I hope you know… an invitation like that is one I won’t resist, anytime I see it.” He waits for the man to be within grabbing distance before he reaches for Carlos’ waistband and pulls him the rest of the way in. “It’s all about perspective, pretty twunk.” One hand went to pinch at Carlos’ chin, while the other hand seamlessly moved to his ass. “They could be jack asses trying to freak you out, or they could be horny freaks fantasizing about you.” Brock was the deluded guy that would choose the latter. “Sounds exactly what I need, too.” Roughly grabbing onto his ass, before pulling back. “I like the way you think.” With a swift movement, Brock pushed himself out of the water. Revealing his tight swimming shorts, that did nothing to hide his outline. “I say we go now. So, we can make the most of it, and all.” He offered a hand to the other. 

[prestonbros]

Carlos nodded, "To be honest with you there's a lot of hot ones" he smirked slightly. It seemed like one of the few perks was the plethora of attractive men for Carlos to sneak glances at. Carlos waded in the water as the man complimented him. "Oh, you're picturing that?" he asked before licking his lips. "Might have to find someone to make that picture a reality before my curls are gone" Carlos teased as he swam a little closer to the other. When Brock mentioned he was here to swim laps, Carlos smiled, "Look at you being an overachiever" the curly haired man teased before adding, "And I'm jealous that you have the room to yourself. My mentor's not bad...but I miss having my own space"

[brockclark]

Brock chuckles. “The hottest one.” Firm in his belief that Diego is in fact hotter than the other mentors. At least until he is proven wrong by a sexier man he hasn't met yet. “You'll know it, when you see him.” The younger guy nods at the question. “Yup.” Word comes out with a pop, while still leaning on the pool wall. “My free hand spanking that undoubtedly great ass.” He watches and smiles as the man comes closer. “It shouldn’t be too hard. Trust me, everyone’s picturing it.” Brock doesn’t know many guys that can pull off the long haired look, but he likes it on the man. “Oh, you haven’t seen anything yet.” Brock smirks. “You wanna come over and see it?” And more, obviously. “I can’t offer you your own space, but I can offer a mentor-free room... and that dirty fantasy I mentioned.” Smirk grows.

[armymxn]

Diego was clearly flattered by the younger male coming off so strong, but he wanted to maintain a mentor-like bond with the other...at least in public. "Nothing" Diego replied in response to the other asking what sort of favor he would owe him. "They may look empty but I've got a whole workout regimen planned for my cadet" Diego explained. Maybe he was a bit excited about this new year of being a mentor, but he didn't care. Dumb grin on his face he explained, "Just do whatever you are told and add 10% more effort to it" Diego advised, "And don't piss off the wrong mentors. They can be brutal" the older male warned, "Last, get your hands on a hat for after your mentor buzzes your hair. It gets cold at night"

[brockclark]

Brock smiles, “How about I return the favor. Tell me who your cadet is, and I’ll make sure he knows how lucky he is to have you.” More like, so that Brock can fight him. He doesn’t plan to be civil, seeing whoever this innocent cadet was as the only thing standing between him and Captain Latorre. It only makes sense, in Brock’s twisted mind, that he will have to destroy him. “Are you willing to give a curious guy a sneak peak? I enjoy a good workout.” He really does, from swimming to running, and numerous hours of strength training. The training would probably be the easiest transition into the academy for Brock. “I do 15%.” He replies, matter of fact. Eyes look away, like he can’t hear that part about not pissing off mentors. “That’s really good advice, actually” His voice is genuine, because he hadn’t thought about a hat. He isn't going to cry about a little buzz cut, but he isn't necessarily looking forward to it, either. At least a hat will help. “Thanks!”

[armymxn]

Diego looked at the cadet and then shrugged, "Yeah, it's no big deal. Most of the mentors here are Captains" he explained before trying to set aside the fact that the cadet was still blatantly flirting with him. "Well, then your mentor is a pretty lucky dude" Diego cracked a smile as he looked at the other, "Maybe I'll put in a good word for you or something. We'll see" Diego offered. Then he raised a brow, "What makes you think I don't already have my hands full with a cadet of my own?" he questioned. Though, Diego was definitely the type of mentor to take in a few stray cadets. As the other asked him how long he'd been a mentor, Diego answered, "A long time, cadet"

[brockclark]

But not all are as hot as you, Brock thinks to himself. He also wonders what the point of these titles are, if anyone can be a captain. But Brock’s never been too interested in the military system. A lot of the practices he’s seen seem unnecessary, but that might just be his perspective. There’s a pondering look on Brock, as he wants to give Diego a wisecrack, but keeps it to himself. “Please let him know that, and what would I owe you for the favor, Captain?” Brock looks down at the older male’s literal hands. “They don’t look full, right now. I’d be happy to fill them.” His voice oozing with a suggestive tone. Not his best line, but it works. “Wow, any advice for the newbie?” He flutters his eyes, innocently.

[prestonbros]

Carlos laughed as he tried to rack his brain to see if he had met anyone by that name. All of the mentors' names blurred together at this point, "You'll have to point him out for me" Carlos grinned as he shrugged, "I don't have names yet, but a few have been giving me shit about my hair" he rolled his eyes. Carlos shrugged as the other asked why he was down here late at night, "Just wanted to go for a swim and pretend I'm anywhere but here" he confessed, "What about you?"

[brockclark]

Brock probably has a lot of the people at Preston down by name. A real Type A, he doesn’t like not knowing who’s who. So far he hasn’t met a cadet he wasn’t sure he could beat, or any mentor that intimidated him. “He’s the hot one.” Brock says, as if that clarifies much. “It’s probably their way of complimenting it.” His voice is nonchalant, as he moves his back against the edge of the pool in a more relaxed state. “Hair like that, and that body... I’m sure they're picturing you on all fours, and themselves behind you, with a fist full of your curls. Just like I am.” Not breaking eye contact as he says it. “Oh, it’s been that shitty a time, has it? Pray tell.” It had to be more than just the asshole mentors, and Carlos could mean ‘here’ in a general sense, rather than here at Preston. “Swimming laps.” He decided to be honest. “I finished them a while ago. Plus, I'm all alone in my room. So...” He finishes with a shrug.

[prestonbros]

Carlos sighed as he looked at the other male as he wasn't fully aware of his surroundings, lost in his thoughts about being here at the academy. His eyes widened as the other yelled at him. "Sorry" he repeated, biting down on his lip. He continued, "Yeah, this is the only place where I feel like there isn't a mentor waiting around the corner ready to make my life shit" he offered a laugh to the other. He figured based off appearance and first impression that the stranger wasn't a mentor. "The hot guys are a bonus" he added with a smug smile.

[brockclark]

Brock takes a breath. His rage settles as quickly as it flares, in most circumstances. There is nothing he is really, actually mad at, anyway. It was an accident, and the man has apologized, twice now. “Oh, I wouldn't be mad if Captain Latorre suddenly bumped into me here.” He chuckles. “Man is fucking dreamy. What asshole mentors have you come across?” He asks with a raised brow, curious who’s making cadets’ life shit around here. “So, if I’m the bonus,” Because Brock was, of course, referring to himself as the hot, wet guy. “What’s the main reason you’re down here so late?” 

[armymxn]

Diego was minding his business walking down the hall to his room when he felt eyes staring at him from behind, "Excuse me?" the cheery mentor asked with a raised brow as he turned around. Diego couldn't help but grin as he looked at the younger male. "Captain Latorre" he introduced himself. Diego wasn't a super strict mentor, but he found it to be out of the ordinary that a cadet was so forward. "If you were my cadet you wouldn't be cat calling mentors in the hall, Clark" he said with a smile. "Where is your mentor?" he asked.

[brockclark]

Head tilts to the sides, as Brock continues eyeing at the older man. The younger man expects to be brushed off, which is why he’s enjoying being so forward. He truly finds the man irresistible, and he’s happy to let him know it. “Hot, and a Captain?” He sighs longingly, feeling like he’s truly missed out. Even if he knows jackshit about officer rankings. “Yes, Captain Latorre. If I was your cadet, I’d be doing exactly what you asked of me. Any time you asked it.” There’s a pause, as he gives a small shrug. “I don’t know, but I have you to mentor me for now. And no more cat calling.” He raises his hand to his forehead for a salute. "You been a mentor long, Captain?"

[brockclark]

After a long morning working out, Brock spends the time he has to himself spread over a picnic table. Lounging in the sun, as one does. The boy was from a California beach town, so he enjoys soaking up as much of the sun as he can. Sunglasses cover his face, but he looks over at a passerby. "Don't even think about sitting here. This table is taken. Unless you wanna entertain me."

[brockclark]

starter for Diego (@armymxn)

Brock moves towards one of the mentors he's seen around the academy before, very clearly checking out his ass. "Damn. Why couldn't you be my mentor?" He crosses his arms as he gets the man's attention. He grins, which is a rare, but not unseen, gesture from Brock. "I'd love to be able to say I have one of the hottest mentors in this place." He bit on his thumb as he continued eyeing up the older man. "Brock Clark. What's your name?"

[petrifiiedarchive]

"why is everyone at the academy so bloody hot? is that some of requirement? must be fit?" luca hummed, bright hues glistening with amusement, "thought i was meant to be here to be punished. doesn't seem like much of a punishment to me."

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[brockclark]

Brock rolls his eyes, but an amused grin crosses his lips for a moment a moment later. "Maybe your standards are just that low. Did you ever think about that?" He raises a brow as he looks at the stranger more closely. "Oh? And, why are we being punished?"

[isleofheroes]

Lance was excited to finally be at Preston Academy. The past couple of years have been a bit difficult, with all of his family being at Preston as Lance finished up his bachelor's degree in college, he didn't get to see them often, only during the holidays, spending most of his summer alone as his brothers and father were at The Academy. But now that Lance was finished with college and living at The Academy himself, he would be seeing them more often. Still, Lance wasn't exactly sure if Preston was a good fit for him, he was a quiet guy, very much to himself and timid, the other men his family being confident and loud, the fourth Montgomery being quite different. Lance spent most of his time during college studying and in the library, or at the gym working out. Finally moved in, Lance decided to take up the latter option, heading down to the gym to workout. It was a bit of an intense workout, Lance a bit out of shape from the time between now and his last work out on campus, but after he finished, Lance sat on the end of the bench in the locker room, catching his breath as he heard another man walk into the room. Sitting up, his eyes landed on the other with a friendly smile, " Heya...good workout?"

[brockclark]

After finishing with some weight lifting in the other room. Brock moved to a different room to get on one of the machines there for some cardio. The young guy was a beast in the gym, where he could regularly be found. It was a great way to let out some aggression, of which he had plenty.

Brown eyes landed on the other man at the same time. "It will be when I shred this treadmill for about forty minutes." He turned to the stranger, moving down to retie his shoes. "Who are you?" Brock questioned as he got a good look at the man. Someone he hadn't met before. "And, are you going to be okay over there?"

[prestonbros]

STARTER /// open to anyone!

Carlos 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, Carlos 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 curls from his face. He then took a few steps back in the pool before he realized he had bumped into someone else he hadn’t seen, “Shit, I‘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.

[brockclark]

Brock reacts immediately. "Hey! Watch it! You don't own the pool, you know?" He's quick to lash out, but that's his default setting. He gives himself some space as the stranger apologizes, and his next words are a lot more calm. "Yeah," Brock has just recently arrived at the academy as well, and he's made himself right at home. Strangely, the guy is looking forward to all the academy has to offer. He's never been one to run from a challenge, after all. "Where else would someone run into a hot guy that is both soaking wet and naked in this place?"

[fuckyeahbroski]

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