Jake reached for his alarm clock, knocking empty beer cans and bags of chips onto the ground. He picked up the clock frantically trying to shut it off. It was 4:30 in the morning. I must have accidentally set this thing for the wrong time, he thought. Resigning to his lack of patience for the beeping of the alarm and his lack of coordination to turn it off, he picked the clock up and threw it at the wall. The fate of the clock was determined by the cease of sound. Good, thought Jake. No more fucking noise.nnJake had fallen into a broken bachelor's routine. He rarely saw his friends, rarely went outside. His tour had finished a few weeks ago and since, he'd been inside his house, eating crap from bags and watching bad television. He hadn't bothered with personal grooming – who was there to impress? He lived like a slob; he was behaving uncharacteristically. Even worse, he'd lost his motivation to pick up his guitar and write music. It was incredibly depressing.nnThe pounding on the door was relentless. Didn't I break my alarm already? Jake rubbed his eyes, trying to figure out where the sound was coming from. His curtains were pulled tightly together, making his room as dark as a cave, so Jake was quite surprised when he opened his bedroom door and sunlight poured into the room. He staggered over to the front door and opened it, not bothering to ask who it was.

Chapter 3: My First Blow-JobnnJust over two weeks after Patrick had eaten my pussy for the first time I gave my first ever blow-job. It was a Friday night and it was at my friend, Nicki's, 18th birthday party.nnThe guy in question was called Stevie; he was the older brother of one of Nicki's other friends. The reason I was with him was because Patrick and I had had a row over something pretty inconsequential a few days before and, at the last minute, he decided he wasn't going. Stevie was, I admit, very good looking and when he started chatting me up, I decided I wasn't going to turn down the advances of one of the fittest guys there (yes, I am that shallow).nnAs the evening went on, I (of course) had had a few drinks and was a little bit giddy. I'd been dancing with Stevie most of the night and I'd taken every opportunity to rub myself against him, discovering, not surprisingly, that he was more than mildly interested. Stevie wasn't shy in coming forward either and he never missed a chance to feel my tits or caress my arse. There again, the fact that we spent a fair bit of time with our tongues down each other's throats was also a bit of a give away.nnAt some point he decided we might want to see if we could find somewhere a little more private. I readily agreed although it soon transpired that there wasn't a free room in the house, although not before I'd discreetly investigated the noises coming (or should that be cumming?) from behind Nicki's bedroom door. I'd pretty much expected her boyfriend, Craig to be there, I hadn't counted on the other guy (who's name I didn't know and now can't remember) being there as well. There again, I shouldn't have been too surprised; Nicki's never had a problem when it comes to pulling. I have to say, the brief glimpse of my one of best friends being 'spit-roasted' was a huge turn on.nnAnyway, as it turned out, neither Stevie nor I had any condoms and I wasn't on the pill so he wasn't going to be stealing my somewhat dubious virtue. With that in mind, we decided to go for a walk.nnAt the time, Nicki lived in North Berwick (if you get the train into Edinburgh from East Lothian, you've probably seen her on numerous occasions as part of the gaggle of our fellow pupils who use that train every day to get to and from School) and her house was pretty close to the shore. Stevie and I walked along the shore for about 15 minutes before we came to a suitably secluded spot.nnWe sat down on a bench and started snogging again, becoming ever more heated as time passed (which was just as well as it was early March and still pretty cold.

Author's Note: Well, at least it didn't take three months this time! Thanks again for all the great feedback! I know Ch.02 wasn't quite as good (or long) as Ch.01, but I felt it was important to show Gabriel's side. But now we're back to Kes, and just to reward you for you patience, I give you: SEX! Thanks to coloryourworld and warrior_wolf for editing. Check out my blog for updates. All comments welcome! Enjoy!nn\*****/nnJust Not the SamennHis mouth was hot on mine, his tongue demanding more. His hands travelled up under my t-shirt, finding and caressing my needy breasts. His mouth left mine and travelled along my jaw, then to my earlobe, nibbling me towards ecstasy.nnHis hand began to drift back down my torso, inching towards my jeans until it finally found its goal. Unbuttoning the fly and slipping his hands inside, he quickly found my wet core and began stroking my folds.nnHis skilled fingers began to build a powerful desire in me, but they were not enough. Eye still closed, I pulled him closer to me, asking, begging for more.nn"Gabriel." I moaned against his lips.nnHis hands stilled and he abruptly pulled back leaving me cold.

NINEnnOn my way back to my office, I bumped into Jane in the corridor. She had a cup of coffee in one hand and a ream of copy-paper in the other. When she saw me, she dipped her head, muttered hello, and tried to move by me.nn'Back to your old clothes again,' I said, nodding towards her brown, calf-length corduroy skirt and olive-green long-sleeved t-shirt.nn'I'm late for a meeting,' she said, risking a glance in my direction.nn'I'm guessing you're back in the old underwear as well.'nn'You said this was over. You said if I . if I did what you asked, you'd leave me in peace.'nnI toyed with the idea of taking her back to my office, showing her the footage of me spanking her pert young buttocks, of her brown eyes widening as my cock slid in and out of her mouth. Instead I said:nn'Tell me if you're wearing the underwear, and I'll leave you in peace.'nnShe hesitated, her eyes casting round as if looking for help.nn'I threw them out,' she said.nn'Shame,' I said. 'Dave would probably have enjoyed them as much as I would.'nn'Please don't do this,' she said. 'Please just leave me alone.'nnWith that, she dodged past me and walked quickly away.nnI continued on my way back to my office, but at the last moment I took the stairs up another flight and went to Gemma's office instead. Catherine, her secretary looked up from her computer-screen.