Reckless and Relentless

This story is pure fiction and is not intended to imply anything About the true sexuality of the reader. This story contains sexual Contact between to underage males if this is illegal to read where You live then please hit the back button now!! Everything in this Story is made up, the names and people are fake: they are not real; I did not base them off people I know! Please do not copy or paste this anywhere else, but please feel free to email me k.davids@ymail.com KD -------------------------------------------------------------- Hello all this is my third story writing, I wrote the Some sense of Security stories and one other one. So this isn't my first go round with stories if you have read Some Sense of Security then do not expect this to be anything like it! Welcome to a story of self destruction. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Not gonna stop until my heart stops beating Not gonna stop until my last breath comes I'm gonna go until I hit the floor and I can't find my back to my feet anymore Pass me a glass and let's destroy everything in this fucking place Life at 300 miles an hour ~Reckless And Relentless~ Asking Alexandria -------------------------------------------------- Characters Jakob Sindler- Age 16-Main Character Brittany Greenich- Age- 18-Best friend Catherine Lawland- Mother Tom Lawland- Stepfather. ------------------------------------------------------

I push one more time into his tight hole and grunt. I stay on top of him for a minute then pull out of his hole. I peel the condom off my spent dick, and toss it in the trashcan that lay near his bed. I pull up my boxers and zip my pants. I can feel the liquor running its course through my body. I shake my head and sit back on the bed. "That was fun.." I hear him pant as he is trying to catch his breath.

I look at him, "No, you are just a fuck. I don't even know your name and I probably wont remember what you even look like come tomorrow." I say getting to my feet.

He doesn't say anything as I make my way out of the room, which is good, because he wouldn't like anything that I had to say. Making my way down stairs I feel exposed since I couldn't find my shirt. Reaching the end of the hallway I find the stairs.

The blaring music hits me in waves. I can feel the pounding in my head, I hold on to the railing as I make my way down to the sea of people in the middle of the room dancing. I try to make my way through the crowd, but a girl catches my arm.

"Dance with me sexy." She whispers in my ear running a hand down my abs.

I just smirk, and dance with her for a while. I get a kick out of how hard she is trying to get me hard. I have seen her at other parties and I already know all about her. We dance for about ten minutes I have fun watching her try and arouse me. Hell at one point she puts her hand down my pants, and licks my ear suggestively. "You're not hard?" She looks at me.

I lean in, "I just had sex, plus you aren't even attractive to me, it would be like throwing a hotdog down a hallway." I say and walk away losing myself in the crowd.

I finally make my way out and into the kitchen where I see others taking shots, and I tell them to pour me in.

We toast to whatever it is, and I tilt my head back letting the liquor go down. I shake it off and turn around and see Brittany looking at me. "Where have you been?"

"Dancing." I say giving her a smile.

"Well come on Jakob it's four already!" She whines.

I nod and take two more shots, and let her lead me out of the house. Everything around me is spinning, and I can still feel the music reverberate off my skull. The last thing I remember doing is getting into a car.

I open my eyes and pain explodes from behind them. I stumble up, and make it to the toilet before I puke everywhere. I puke for a good five minutes; I spit and flush the toilet.

I walk to the counter and let out a shiver. Turning on the faucet I look at myself in the mirror my Hazel eyes are bloodshot, I run my hands through my chestnut brown hair. My ears are red right now. I squirt toothpaste on my finger and brush the taste of vomit off my tongue. I look at my build in the mirror.

I smile, because I still have a nice six pack and tone to me even if I have been skipping football a lot. I shot off the lights and go back into the room. I see Brittany looking at me from her bed.

"I am so hung over." I say lying in her bed getting under the covers.

She laughs, "Well if you wouldn't drink so damned much you might not be in this shape. By the way you look like shit."

I just hug her pulling her closer to me. "It's fucking freezing in here." I mutter while my teeth chatter.

She lays her head on my chest her brown hair still in a ponytail. "Well it is the middle of January in Texas, it gets cold."

"Yeah well what if I froze on the floor last night?" I ask.

She hits me in the chest. "Well you didn't."

"I could have though." I say.

She rolls her eyes, "You going home tonight?"

I shrug my shoulders, "Don't know yet. When does your dad come back?" I ask.

"Jcup! He just went off shore you know he won't be back till the end of the month. Why don't aren't you going home?" she asks tracing the three freckles that are placed on my ribs right next to each other.

"Just right now I don't feel like being in the house, besides Catherine won't even be home." I say getting the shivers from her tracing the freckles.

She just sighs, "Lets go back to sleep its to early to be up!"

I laugh, "Do I have to get on the floor?" I ask putting on my pouty face.

She slaps me again, "No! Just don't snore this time."

I have known Brittany for almost three years now. I met her at a party she stopped me from drinking, because I was thirteen at the time, we became best friends she looked out for me. She is the only one allowed to call me Jcup. It's a stupid nickname she gave me the night we met. I was so drunk and high I could barely speak.

I look down at her sleeping on my chest. She has always supported me no matter what I do. She might not like the drinking, the smoking, and the random sex I have, but she never turns her back on me. Honestly I don't have a fucked up home if that's what your thinking.

I have a mom who works at a mental health clinic, but she is trying to fix her marriage with my step dad. They are separated, most likely because he and I don't get along. He expects me to be this perfect kid and obey everything and I am not that boy. Hell he'd flip if he found out I like to have sex with guys.

Did I mention he is the head coach at my school? He is and he didn't make football easy at all for me, and I doubt he will make baseball easy either. Baseball is my passion truly is, but don't get me wrong I haven't made it easy for Tom either. I guess you can say I get bored a lot and I cause trouble. I have ADD it's not my fault so I smoke weed to calm down, it's not something that I need I just do it because it keeps me calm and stops me from getting into more trouble.

I know your thinking your mother works at a mental clinic, yeah I get the pills...but I also can sell them for cash, who knew rich kids like ADD meds. The drinking, well I like to drink, a lot. Another thing me and good ole step dad argue about is I like to sneak out and party. He says because I didn't have a male authority figure in my childhood years, and that my mom isn't to blame since she had to support the household.

Ok enough of the thinking it's getting on my nerves, I thump Brittany on the head, "I can't sleep." I say.

"So you thump me in the head?" She asks looking up at me.

"Well yeah, what else am I supposed to do?" I ask innocently.

We just lay there not wanting to leave the warmth of the bed. I feel her tracing the three freckles on my ribs. "Jake...who did you sleep with yesterday?"

"Karli after school, and I never got the name of the boy last night. I didn't give him the chance either." I say avoiding her gaze.

"Jakob Andrew! You are still messing with Karli? I thought you said ya'll were over with?" She asked.

"She's just addicted to my dick." I say smiling.

She looks hurt. "Jakob, you are being careless with the people you are having sex with! Just cause you don't have feelings for them doesn't mean they don't! You are being ridiculous."

I just sigh, and get out of the bed and look for my pants. "Look Brittany I get shit from my mom and my step dad, I really don't need it from you."

I pull on my pants, while she gets out of bed, "Jake come on just stop. I just worry about you. You're like my little brother."

I just shrug her off, "Where is my shirt?"

"You didn't have it on last night when we left. I barely got you into the car." She says.

I just grab my discarded hoodie that I threw on a chair yesterday. "Look I just got to go."

She stops me, "Come on its probably 30 degrees outside. Are you going home? Just stay here I will order pizza and we will stay warm and watch lame movies."

I hug her, "Thanks Brittany, but its only Saturday and there isn't a chance in hell I'm going home. Like I said Catherine isn't at home she is with Tom and their perfect son. I probably need to go to Henry's."

"Jakob, why do you call your mom by her first name, and maybe you should go see your little brother. I don't like this whole arrangement with Henry. It seems creepy as hell." She tells me.

"Because me and my dearest mother don't get along, I already told you the deal with Henry we don't do anything. I just sit in my boxers and do homework or whatever. Besides he pays for my cell phone, and he's weirdly nice. I guess we could eat while I wait for him to pick me up." I say reassuringly.

I give her my grin that no one can resist, and she just rolls her eyes which means I win. "Fine I am going to go start on eggs." She says.

I make sure she is down stairs before I pull out my phone and make the call. I hit and hold the number 3 and it calls him directly.

"Hello?" I hear him answer.

"Hey, it's me." I say.

"Jakob, what are you doing?" He says in a gruff voice.

"Just at Brittany's suffering from a major hangover." I smile as I say it.

I hear him chuckle, "You never learn do you?"

"Nah, that's for pussies. So think you can come pick me up?" I ask.

I hear him sigh, "Your language is terrible. I can pick you up I was actually out your way. I had a few errands I had to run; I was just on my way back into the city. I can be there in about fifteen."

"Well maybe you can teach me better language like the language of love." I say flirting with him.

As normal he ignores the flirting, "I will see you soon."

I walk down stairs to find Brittany sitting at the island, watching the eggs cook, "You're going to burn those." I say.

"Jcup....What do you know about Henry?" she asks.

She is starting to piss me off, "Look Brittany I already told you. He is just a lonely older guy that's it. He doesn't touch me inappropriate or anything."

"Well it's weird that an old man would pay for barely sixteen years old's cell phone! He isn't making you touch him?" She asks.

"Fuck no Britt! I told you he isn't like that and he is thirty eight. I tried to seduce him and he pushed me off him! You know what I don't know what your deal is this weekend maybe you are on your period but I'm not dealing with the third degree from you." I say storming out of the house, and down the street.

I called Henry and told him just to pick me up at the 7-11 down the street. Henry agreed said he would be there soon since it was so cold. I was fifteen when I met Henry, well I was given his number by a college dude at a party said if I needed cash to call him. That he wasn't a shady guy just a lonely man that helped him when he needed it.

Of course I figured he was like a sixty year old that wanted sex, and I wasn't prepared for that, but I took a chance. Henry is a college teacher in Austin. He lives in a nice apartment suite, and I know he has plenty of money that is for sure he was born into money. The first time we met up I was sweating bullets I wasn't prepared for it.

But he wasn't what I thought. He was a nice looking guy, about six one, he towered over my five eleven frame and he was built you could tell he worked out. He introduced himself. He eventually told me the deal. I would chill at his apartment or we'd go out eat, movies whatever I wanted. Just at the house he would like me to wear just my boxer, and well me being me I was happy to agree I like people looking at my fit body. Plus he always gave me a hundred at the end of the day. He liked my body, but he never touched me at all. Believe me I tried, I tried to seduce him like I said before and he literally shoved me off the couch. Kind of hurt my ego.

I heard my name being called, and it broke me from the memory. I look to the left, and I see him parked calling to me. I shiver as the cold icy wind slices through my thin hoodie. I rush to the black corvette and get in.

"What were you doing waiting outside?" He asks looking over at me.

I concentrate on his pale blue eyes I notice his blonde hair has been cut, "I was thinking. Got sidetracked."

He stares at me, "Are you high?"

I just roll my eyes, "No! What is with everyone getting on my case today?"

"You know the rules, you are not allowed in the apartment under the influence of anything. Did you bring home work?" He asks.

"Yes I know your rules, Mr. grumpy. No fun stuff! I left my bag at school, was a little busy yesterday. What were you out getting?" I ask turning my eyes to meet his.

He laughs, "Nosey today. I just had to pick up a few things. Are you hungry?" He asks.

"Starving! Me and Brittany got into an argument so I didn't eat. Plus I need something for my hangover! I have a question." I ask.

"Okay well we can wait and order when we get to the house, or can stop. By the way where is your shirt? I might have an answer for your question." He says never losing focus from the road

"Lost it after hooking up with this boy at a party, and can we order in? Can I stay the night please? I really don't want to go back to the house. I don't want to be alone..." I say looking sad.

He looks at me serious for a moment; I can tell he is thinking it over. I try not to grin because I know he sees the I don't want to be abandoned face. It's just part of my charm. I give a little shiver as well to indicate that I am cold.

"Fine, but you will sleep in my son's room, and under no circumstances can you come in my room after we say goodnight. I mean it Jakob don't try anything like that." He says firmly.

I grin and he smiles too, "Yes sir."

I start to fidget with the radio, turning the stations, and messing with the GPS navigation system. I hate riding in cars, it seems like my ADD goes into overdrive. That's when it hits me, "You have a son?"

He looks at me like I'm crazy, "I said that over fifteen minutes ago."

"Well it just hit me. I have never seen this son." I say.

"He lives with his mother. I had to go get him a Christmas gift. That's the reason I was out this way today. He will be coming Sunday." He says turning into his building.

We park in his spot, getting out of the car the cold air gets me again, sneaking its way through my hoodie. I shiver and feel my nipples get hard. Henry gets out and pops the trunk.

I see him pull out five bags and he asks me to grab the other ones. I agree and we head to the elevator. I punch the floor, and we wait. "Jeez, I thought you said just a little bit of stuff, this is a lot."

He just laughs, "I don't see him much. Not that I am trying to buy his love I just make sure he doesn't want for things."

"Must be nice to have a father like you." I say bitterly.

He doesn't comment because the elevator asks for his code to get into the apartment and he enters it and the doors slide open. I walk into the warm apartment, and drop the bags by the bar. I shed my hoodie letting the warm air flow over my bare skin. I move to start taking my jeans off but he stops me.

"Here." He says throwing a bag at me.

I open it and there are batman boxer briefs. I just laugh "You want me to wear these?"

He laughs, "Yes."

I make my way to the bathroom, the light is motion censored so it turns on when I open the door. I strip out of my pants quickly, and push my boxers down. I look at my self in the full length mirror, and smile. I look hot, my fit body and my 8 inch dick which is nowhere near hard rests nicely on my balls. My pubes are nice and trimmed. I grope myself before putting the briefs on. I always hated briefs, because they felt like they were suffocating my dick. I wont lie I looked good, they made my bubble but stick out and my bulge as well.

I walk out of the bathroom and into the living room, and stand in front of the huge glass window that overlooks the city. I put a hand on my abs and keep it there. It's a habit that I do. I look over at Henry who is still putting away all the gifts and things he bought. "I'm horny." I say giving a cocky grin.

"Well go handle your business." He says not giving me a glance.

It irritates me I am not used to being denied what I want. I walk over to him, and place his hand on my abs moving it to the waist band of my boxers. "You know you want to." I say with a grin that gets me what I want.

He frowns at me, and pushes me back, "Jakob you know the rules!" He scowls at me.

I roll my eyes, "Whatever! You are no fucking fun." I say giving up and sitting on the couch.

I grope myself again through the briefs, "I'm not used to being denied what I want." I say.

"Well get used to it, because we wont be doing anything sexual." He says.

"Then why do you like to look at me in nothing but these tight briefs?" I ask

He looks at me, "Just do." He says turning his attention away from me.

"Well I get what I want! I need some action!" I say getting frustrated.

"Well go get yourself off." He says not turning towards me.

I start to get pissed, "Why when I could have someone get me off!"

He doesn't respond, I give up and flop back on the couch and turn on his flat screen, and flip through the channels, "What kind of pizza would you like?" he asks.

"Pepperoni." I mumble still pissed.

He just smiles, "Should have known."

I hear him on the phone to the pizza place, there is nothing on TV, not that I actually like watching it much; it never holds my attention for more than a few minutes, hence the reason why I don't do the whole movie date thing. Fucking ADD kicks in, and I can't stop moving around or touching my date.

Henry comes and sits next to me on the couch, "What are you watching?"

I toss him the remote, "Nothing I can't find anything good on."

I watch him take a sip of a dark drink, "What's that?"

"Jack Daniels, on the rocks." He says.

I move closer, "What movies do you have?" I ask.

"I'm not giving you a drink Jake so drop the act." He says.

"What the fuck man." I say.

He just shakes his head and flips through the channels, he pops in a DVD and I ask what it is. "Rise of the Planet of the Apes." He says.

I just sigh in defeat. I start to fidget with things; I can see him getting agitated with me. "You can have one glass." He says walking to the kitchen.

I just smile, "Ok, and I promise to be good." I know how to play him like a fiddle. I wait impatiently as he makes me a drink and the door bell rings, he stops and answers it pays for the pizza.

While he is doing that I look closer at the pictures in his living room. I look at one with him, and I am guessing is his son, I look closer. He looks like Henry with his blonde hair and skinny build, he has brown eyes though. "That would be Seth, my son." He says coming up behind me.

"He looks like you." I say.

"He also looks like his mother. Food is here." He says.

"How old is he?" I ask still not looking away from the picture.

"Fifteen, now come sit down I have you a plate and your drink." He says.

"Is he gay like you?" I ask walking to the table.

This makes Henry laugh, "Not that I know of. Don't you mean gay like us?"

I look at him like he has lost his mind, "I'm not gay. I fuck girls just as much."

"But is that really what you want?" He asks looking at me intently.

I take a drink of the Jack, "It doesn't matter what I want I get what I can."

We sit in silence as we eat, I devour four slices and take another drink, "Do you think he's had sex?" I ask.

"I don't know Jakob. he and I aren't that close." He says taking a bite of pizza.

"I'd have sex with him." I say grinning.

This causes Henry to put his slice of pizza down, "That's why you will never meet him. That was highly inappropriate as well."

I shrug, "Just telling you the truth. He is hot."

"Why is everything about sex with you, or drinking or smoking? Don't you have a normal teenage life? What about your parents?" He asks.

"I like sex, and drinking, and smoking calms me down, and I do have a life. What about my parents? My mom is to wrapped up in her failing marriage that she blames on me, and dearest daddy walked out so long ago I don't remember." I say taking a swig of the drink and finishing it off.

"I didn't know about your father I am sorry." He says refilling my drink.

"Why are you refilling my drink, isn't that against your rules?" I ask.

"Seems you open up more when you drink. Besides it's your last one. How long have you been having sex?" Henry asks.

I stare at him, "You really want to know when I lost my virginity?"

"Yes, I would like to know." He asks.

I shiver a little bit and take a drink, "I was twelve." I tell him.

"That's a very young age, did you keep having sex?" He asks.

I just nod my head, and eat another slice of pizza. "Yup, shit I have sex as much as I can. Before you ask I started drinking and smoking at the age of thirteen."

"But you play football?" he asks.

"Yeah I'm the starting wide receiver, plus I like to run and keep in shape." I say getting excited about the talk of sports.

"Doesn't the drinking and smoking catch up to you?"

I shrug my shoulders, "I only smoke on the weekends. I take care of my body, I mean look at it." I say rubbing my abs and smiling.

He just shakes his head, "You are one fucked up kid."

I laugh, "You are just figuring this out, if I'm fucked up then you're a pervert." I say laughing.

This causes him to laugh as well, "So why do you want to stay the night?"

I just shrug my shoulders, "Already told you, don't feel like being alone at home. That and me and Brittany aren't getting along."

I see my phone go off from the counter and I get up to check it, it's a text message from a number I don't know.

-Hey, I enjoyed last night a lot.

Me-Who the fuck is this?

-We had sex last night, and it was my first time...

Me- Well you're welcome. I hope we used a condom cause I don't want kids.

-Wow, no I'm the boy you called just a fuck.

Me- no offense dude but that's what you were. I'm not gay, and I'm not looking for a relationship.

-Ego much? I thought you were a cool guy, should have listened to others when they said you were an asshole. Thought we could actually be friends maybe do it again.

I just shook my head, who the hell was this, I mean the idea of having a fuck buddy was better than the people that I had who just gave me blow jobs and random hand jobs. I guess it wouldn't hurt seeing who this was.

Me- Who are you?

-Connor McNair

Me- Ok Connor, rules are we aren't lovers, and we don't kiss or hold hands ok. When we do get together we fuck and we go on about our business. Maybe we can be friends I don't know but I'm not gay.

Connor- umm..okay...can we meet up tonight?

Me- Can't I'm in Austin right now.

Connor- oh, ok well I will let you be.

I put the phone back on the counter, and go sit next to Henry on the couch. "Who was that?" He asks,

"Some boy I fucked last night. He wants to be friends or something..." I say.

He nods, "Well are you interested in him?"

I look at him like he is a raving lunatic, "No! I'm not gay, and I don't date or kiss or any of that mess especially with a guy. I just don't date at all."

He thinks about this for a moment, "When is the last time you actually dated?"

"When is the last time you dated instead of just getting off at the sight of me?" I ask.

I know I crossed the line; he just gets up and tells me the spare room is down the hall. Henry walks towards his room and closes the door. I get up off the couch and follow him to his door I try to open it but it's locked.

"Henry come on. Don't be such a fucking baby." I say through the door.

He doesn't answer so I say fuck it, and make my way back to the kitchen and grab the bottle of Jack and take my phone with me. I go to the spare room and I text Connor telling him to send a picture of himself.

My phone goes off and I open the message and there is the picture, he has short blonde hair, and green eyes with a bright smile. I can tell he is on his bed from the angle the picture was taken.

Me- Your cute as fuck, glad we did have sex.

Connor- :) now you send a picture even though I remember what you look like.

Me-You need jack off material? I'll be honest I didn't remember what you looked like.

Connor- Why are you such a douche?

I laugh at his reply; I take another drink from the bottle. We text back and forth for a bit me still drinking the Jack taking bigger gulps, as I start to feel good. This kid was so innocent. He barely drank only on a rare occasion like last night. He's never smoked, and I was the first sexual anything to him.

I stood in front of the full length mirror and slid the briefs off and grabbed the almost empty bottle of Jack and put it in front of my dick and took a picture of it and sent it to Connor.

Connor- Holy shit dude that is so hot!

I just smile because I know I am hot, and since I am playing my cards right he is going to be begging for more.

I text Brittany to let her know I was ok, and that I'm not mad...that I am just a little over getting the third degree from people that are supposed to love me.

Brittany- JCup I do love you, and I give you the third degree because I love you, and care so much about you! You are like my little brother!

Me- Well sometimes love hurts.

Brit-Well then you are completely emotionally retarded and can at least feel!

I go to reply but my mother phones in and I hit the answer button.

"Yeah." I say.

I hear her sigh, "Are you at home?" She asks.

"No. Why would I be, not like you are?" I say.

"Jakob, don't get smart with me. Where are you?" She says getting frustrated.

I pull back on my briefs, "Well where are you?" I counter.

"Jakob Andrew! Where the hell are you?" She seethes.

I let out a laugh, "At a friend's house, if you were home you would know that."

I hear her sigh, "Why are you such a difficult son, why can't you be like your little brother..."

"I guess because he is thirteen and lucky him you pay a lot of attention to him." I tell her and I walk back into the living room.

"I have had it with your attitude; I don't know what has made you such a little jerk. Are you drunk have you been drinking again? I have done everything I can to help you but you are going to be worthless just like your father." She spits out.

"Whatever Catherine you are so wrapped up in your work and trying to save your marriage to a prick, to even notice me. So why don't you get off the phone with me and cry to Tom about how you both wish Braxton was the only child you had to deal with. We all know how Tom feels about me anyway." I say full of malice.

I hear her catch her breath, "Jakob you pushed Tom to hit you that night. No it wasn't right we are working on it and he wants to have a relationship with you, but you won't let it go. You won't let anything go"

"He shouldn't of hit me!" I scream.

"You shouldn't of pushed him, Jakob you provoked him." She says.

"Just cause I took liquor from his cabinet and told him to fuck himself and pushed him out of my way? He was in my face, you know I don't like people in my space! Whatever Catherine I'm not having this conversation with you! See you Monday if you come home." I say hanging up the phone.

I down the rest of the Jack, and sit on the couch and try to hold back the tears of anger. I feel a hand touch my shoulder and I move to quick and get a little dizzy. "Get off of me!" I yell at Henry.

He just moves closer, and hugs me I try to push him away, but by now the alcohol, has taken effect. I feel like I could just go limp in his arms and accept the embrace, but I manage to get free of him.

"Are you ok?" He asks. As I sit on the couch.

I look at him, "I'm fine!"

He sits next to me on the couch, "No your not, but you know that already you just have too much pride to show any weakness."

I sneer, "Now you go all teacher on me."

"I'm not the enemy Jakob don't make me out to be the bad guy, I just want to help you." He says sighing.

"You would be helping me by getting me something more to drink." I say trying to give a smile.

He just shakes his head. "A glass of water coming right up, and I hope you know this is the only time you drink here ever again."

I watch him get off the couch and get a glass of water, "Why are you so against me drinking?"

"You are too young. Plus you can do damage to your body, that and you just don't drink you till you black out." He says walking back over to me with the water.

I take it from him, "Live fast die young." I say grinning.

"I don't know why I waste my breath on you at times." He says.

"Cause I am simply irresistible!" I slur.

He looks at me with a worried face, "You need to sleep for a bit I will wake you when its time for dinner." He says walking off to his room.

I lay back on the couch stretching, and I pick up my phone, and I have a text from Karli.

Karli-Hey sexy are you alone at the house?

I let out a laugh and put the phone on the floor and put a pillow behind my head, and before I know it I am knocked out.

Hey Guys well I hope you have enjoyed the first Chapter of Reckless and Relentless! No this story will not be all about drinking and sex and smoking (though its what he does a lot of) The thing is will Jakob pull himself together or destroy himself, still so much resentment towards his mother, and has an issue with affection, could it be because he was at such a young age when he entered the world of sex? What could have happened? I hope you all enjoyed the first story and look forward to more!

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