The King of the College was indisputably the Quaterback of the Football Team - he was the most popular, the most muscular and good looking on the team, and the richest on top of everything owing to his well financed parents. Pity then that Brady Walker was a right asshole about it. He was known across the campus for his cheating and philandering ways - as far as he was concerned, his muscular appearance demanded a new girl every week or two. And he wasn't shy about letting old flames know just why he did it - more or less, just because he got bored. People were a means to his pleasure.
At the gym, Brady was known as a loud and vain braggart - even though his gym had a shirts on policy, Brady would stride around with his shirt off, and in a pair of compression shorts, all the better to demonstrate just how powerful and "superior" he was to everyone else. Especially the people just in to workout for their health. "If you're a man and you aren't buff, that's an indictment on you." Such was his opinion.
His appearance lent itself well to his inflated opinion of himself - Brady was easily 6 foot 5, 230 lbs of incredible musculature, his handsome face crowned by wavy light brown hair, he had piercing gray eyes and always a light amount of stubble. He wore his football jacket - one just tight enough to make a show of himself, a thin white tank top underneath, tight jeans or shorts on his strong legs, and multi-hundred dollar sneakers on his feet. He was tanned perfectly, and nothing was out of place.
Being he was a consummate preppy background wise, it should come as no surprise he was an outright homophobe. Brady enjoyed showing off and making himself look desirable, only to shut down anyone not female who dared so much as look at him too long. He would tease, berate, and show off all the more knowing any outright show of interest would be met with scorn and contempt. And then he'd go home and laugh about it with his bros.
What possibly made Brady even worse was the fact he defied one facet of the stereotype - he was not a stupid man. He was currently studying business and sales, intending to live the rich man's life like his parents. He was bent on not just making himself more muscular, but increasing his monetary capabilities. As far as he was concerned, he was due to become a powerful man in time. Maybe even a future President of the United States. "Course, I won't be a fat sack of shit."
However, such open meanness can only exist for so long before those around him began thinking of ways to take the cruel all-star down a peg. And the method agreed upon was to introduce a new supplement to the vain and overeager Brady. He was always eager to find new ways to buff himself up.
And while the supplement would serve to give him that leg up, it would also introduce a certain long, slow burning transformation - Brady would find himself turned from the straight stud he was, to a more queer young man trending toward gay. All the better to teach him empathy.