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Matt was surprised to find Lou still sleeping sprawled over his blanket, just the way the boy was when Matt had left the room after fetching his Vista to go play downstairs. It was almost 3am, and he had expected the boy to be undergoing Mello's sexual assault at the moment.
He made himself comfortable over the blanket as well, the heat in California being a bit much even at night for him, and drifted to sleep pretty fast.

DAY THREE – 13 contestants / 2 to be eliminated

The rock tune surprised everyone in their sleep, and the line of boys in the main room wasn't pretty when Mello came in to inform them of the program of the day. He surveyed the boys with a grin, taking note that they all slept in boxers except one that had sweater pants on, and one that obviously slept naked because he had jeans on, that he had probably slid in before running downstairs.

"What a nice view to start the day!" he chuckled, noticing some morning woods that could barely be hidden behind chaste hands. "After yesterday's assault course, I thought you'd like something a little less violent, and I really want to see into your own little world, so today, guys, you're gonna show me what you can do. I want to know if you can sing, or dance, or do triple back flips, I don't care what it is, but show me your special thing, your passion, what takes most of your time and you think you're good at. It has to be something you can show me here in this mansion though. Danny will provide anything you need so you have ten minutes to make a list and hand it out to him."
Danny distributed notebooks and pens, and most of the boys started writing frantically, already knowing what they'd do. Some were, on the contrary, totally at loss.
"Fuck, I have no idea..." the tall brunette with the tribal tattoo said under his breath, looking at the white page in his lap with despair.

Lou was grinning, handing out his list in seconds to Danny, who looked at it and refrained shaking his head. What he just read confirmed what he thought about the boy from the beginning.
Matt wasn't so sure, gaming couldn't count as something he could show off so he had quickly set this one aside to focus on what he did best in second place, still not knowing if that was a good idea. Well, at least it counted more as a performance than playing video games. Danny gave him a dubious look when he had the sheet of paper under his eyes.

When everyone had made their list and Danny gathered them all, Mello stood up to leave.
"I'll leave you at your preparations... make sure to be stunning, because the winner will go on a special date with me and I'll show him my special ability. Well, one that doesn't happen in a bedroom at least..."
The boys whistled as the musician exited the mansion.

Everyone began to prepare for the abilities show right after breakfast.
Matt didn't have anything to prepare, the stuff he had asked for was set up and he only had to wait for the show to begin and his turn to come. The more comment he got, the more lame he felt with his idea. Maybe that was a really bad one but he had nothing else in store if that had to happen here in the mansion.
He could have shown his driving abilities on a karting course, if they had been allowed outdoor activities. But even that seemed pretty lame anyway, compared to what some others were planning.
So he just lounged, looking at the others buzzing around, feeling slightly depressed. Now that he had decided to stay, it would be pretty bad to be eliminated... at least not that fast.

Mello arrived in the middle of the afternoon.
"Are you ready boyyyys?" he yelled, sitting on the couch, as Danny brought a bottle of bourbon and a box of chocolate.
Several voices rose to notify that they were indeed ready, covering the shuffling and whispers going on behind the large curtain that had been set up as a made-up stage.
"Bring it on, I'm waiting!"

A techno tune began as the curtain opened. Catwalk was dressed in a suit, and started walking fashion show style, taking his jacket off and throwing it over his shoulder, the other hand in his pocket in a nonchalant manner. He posed a little before exiting the stage, and the music stopped.
"Okay, I hope it gets better..." Mello sighed, talking loud enough for everyone to hear. Catwalk made a face, disappointed. "I'm a model, what did he expect me to do?" he whined.

The second to go was the brunette with the tattoo, setting the tone immediately with nunchakus.
"NOT IMPRESSED!" Mello shouted, stopping the display in the middle as the boy didn't even seem like he had touched the items before.

Mello then had his portrait drawn, a country dance, a juggler, and various other little shows that annoyed him to no end. "Is there someone to save me from boredom in here?" he yawned, stirring and resting his feet on the coffee table.

Another song started, very cabaret style, very sensual, and the curtain opened on Lou, dressed with only very tight pink dance boxers, black leg warmers and a feather boa dangling around his neck. The petite boy really worked the outfit, and proved that he rocked his little show as well as he danced in a sultry way, doing backbends, splits and wheels, hands sliding on his chest and shaved legs, making cute little expressions and blowing a kiss to Mello when the song ended, taking his boxers off and throwing them to the musician, who laughed out loud when he saw his name written with a marker on the boy's butt who was running away, his hands hiding his package, giggling.
Danny shook his head. The boy was a stripper.
"Now that's what I call a talent! Looks like someone here is a professional, isn't it baby?" he clapped, "Whoever is going next better be good because that's the best I have seen so far!"
Matt knew he was screwed...

He wanted the date. He hadn't stayed here for nothing, and to verify the things he believed in, he had to spend time with Mello. But damn was he screwed if he kept his own run the way it was. It was still very risky to go on a date with Mello because Matt didn't want things to end up in bed, and Mello tried real hard to make him give in, but he believed in his own self control, and would go for it. Even if that was totally not his ground to do what he was about to do.

When the curtain opened, a sluggish bluesy Motörhead tune playing, Matt was turning his back to the musician, and all Mello could see was him standing there doing nothing. Slowly, Matt lifted the hem of his tee-shirt, rolling his back muscles in the process, pulling it over his head even slower, and, his arms back by his sides, let it fall on the floor from the tip of his fingers in a lascivious way, glancing over his shoulder at Mello with half lidded eyes and a slight smirk.

"Oh yeah Mattie, I love that..." Mello whistled and straightened in the couch, his elbows resting on his thighs, eager to see where this was going.

The redhead took something on a small table in front of him, and turned to face the target on his left, a dart between each finger section, on both hands.
Fast, he sent each dart in the target, stopping when both his hands were empty.
"I don't know what you're doing, but if you keep on being so sexy, I just don't care what you do babe..."

Matt gave him another smirk, and went back to the table, his back hiding what he was doing. It only lasted two or three seconds before he was back face to the dartboard.
He looked at Mello, stirred a cigarette from the pack in his pocket, sending said pack on the table, and lit it, very Marlboro cowboy style.
He then faced Mello, the stick dangling between his lips, keeping his steps slow and trying to be sexy, which obviously worked, he could tell by the way Mello 's eyes were focused on him, almost on edge.
"Wanna see my ammos?" Matt almost moaned around the cigarette, unbuttoning his jeans always so slowly, exhaling in Mello's direction, never using his fingers to smoke, and plunged his hand in his boxer, fumbling a bit in there just for the show.
"Holy fuck show me what you got baby..." the rockstar was laughing loud and howling at the sight, totally hooked by Matt's efforts.

His hand came off his underwear with some more darts, and, looking at the board on the side, his body still facing Mello, he sent them all, making sure he showed his biceps, exaggerating a bit to keep the show on a soft parody side. He was trying to pull sexy, but all his effects relied on the comic of the situation, and he knew he was doing good so far.

Matt turned his back to Mello again, and slid off his jeans sensually. He closed the distance between himself and the target, and removed his boxer, barely giving Mello a view on his ass before he unhooked the dartboard and placed it in front of his crotch, walking back to the front of the small stage. The darts were planted in a heart shape...

"Holy shit that was hilarious... and sexy... Mattie you're really something, I loved that!" Mello was curling up with laughter. Shit, that guy was almost gone last night and now he was pulling this? That would have been such a waste...
"The heart was lame though..." the singer dried his watery eyes and grabbed a chocolate, still chuckling. "Come here baby."
Matt approached, the target still hiding his middle, Mello standing up to walk around the coffee table.
"This one's for you sweetie." He placed the chocolate between his teeth and caught the redhead's face between his palms. But Matt was quicker and took the chocolate before Mello got to kiss him, winking at him before running off the room, Mello slapping his butt before he was out of reach.
"Hey!" the redhead yelped.

Two more shows and the ability contest was over.
"Okay guys, I appreciated the efforts, even if some put a lot more than others into what they did, but I have to say that once again, Matt won this challenge. Don't be jealous, you can only blame yourselves, and there will be a lot of challenges to come that you can win if you bust your asses."
"As if that was surprising..." Catwalk huffed, "If I had known that it was about showing ass I would have gotten naked too!"
"If you think it's all about the ass, then I'm afraid you're heading for elimination honey..." Mello hated bad losers, and what could he do anyway? It was obvious that Matt had thrown the best show, it didn't matter that he had already won the previous challenge, Mello was only being fair. Okay, if Matt hadn't been in his favourites, he might have cheated the results but that wasn't the point right now, and it wouldn't have been easy to do.
He could manipulate the show as he wanted, but still, when that would be broadcast, the spectators would see the obvious and giving the prize to someone else than Matt would seem really tricky.

Danny stared a few seconds at his boss. It wasn't all about the ass? Either Mello was taking advantage of the situation to build a rivalry, as he was expected from the production, either something was going on with Matt. Considering the way Mello had been during the redhead's show, very, very attentive and obviously enjoying it, and how Mello had reacted to the boy until now, he believed more in the second option. Mello had never been interested in anything that much since music.
He would have to talk to him though, because Mello had to balance the show, he couldn't be all over one of the boys right away and forget the others, but the musician could be really obsessive.

"Matt, Mello's waiting for you in front of the mansion." Danny called from downstairs around 8pm.
The redhead exited the bedroom where he had been playing on his console, and joined Danny in the main room. The latter handed him a helmet and a motorcycle leather jacket.
"Put this on, you will need it."
Matt was quite excited by the prospect of riding with Mello because he loved motorcycles, but couldn't afford one although he had his license.
But the excitation reached his nether regions too fast for him to keep them at bay when he took in the sight of Mello all dressed in black leather, riding his custom Honda, helmet on his hip, as Danny opened the door. Holy fuck. Now, holding on to Mello during the ride seemed like it was going to be Matt's personal hell...

Mello didn't miss the blush on Matt's face and smirked, satisfied.
"You look good in leather Mattie." he complimented the redhead. It was true, Matt looked so fuckable right now with the jacket Mello had had delivered especially for him. It was more for protection at first, but still, spoiling the boy wasn't an option he would neglect. The white tee-shirt Matt wore made a stark contrast with the black garment, complimenting his hair.
Damn, Mello was starting to get used to that fiery mop...

Matt climbed behind Mello while he was putting his helmet on.
"Come closer baby." the musician reached behind himself and pushed Matt's ass closer, the redhead's crotch now fully rubbing against the leather pants, to Mello's full satisfaction.
He waved at Danny, who was about to follow in a van with the camera crew, before riding away.

The motorcycle came to a halt, to Matt's relief. Mello had given him a bitch of a ride, taking curves roughly and speeding just to scare him sometimes, forcing him to hold on tighter to the musician. Matt also felt a bit troubled by the way Mello had put his hand over his each time they stopped at a red light, his gloved thumb stroking the back of Matt's hand lazily while his other hand stayed on the steering.

Aphrodite Pole Dance Studio
Well, at least Matt knew what was coming...
They climbed a few stairs, and the redhead couldn't refrain his eyes from going wide at the sight: a small studio lit up with candles everywhere, two poles in the middle at good distance, and between the two, small carpets piled up to make a comfortable area, and what was obviously a picnic installed on them.
"I didn't expect something like that." he whispered, quite taken aback by the romantic set up that was to his opinion very far from what he expected from Mello.
Taking his jacket off, he left it on the floor next to the door, where Mello had left his, along with helmets.

He spotted a guitar on a small stand in a corner as he turned around. He was now a bit confused.
Mello chuckled: "You already saw what I can do with a pole so I thought that I had to add something more, and music is my first ability after all..." he pulled Matt by the hand to the carpets, and sat, gesturing to the redhead to do the same.
"Let's have a drink before I start talking you into having sex with me." Mello handed a glass of white wine to Matt, laughing.
"I knew I would regret it..." the redhead laughed as well, even if he knew that Mello half meant it anyway. Or maybe completely and Matt was a fool to put himself into such a situation...