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This is my first attempt at writing in a long time and my first in this genre.
I used to write regularly in college but drifted away. Wrote for work but not this type of story. I hope you enjoy. I'm open to any critiques, but please be gentle.
This is Chapter 1 of a story that will start slowly and build.
The sound of a deep, tonal bell struck - as if Big Ben was clanging on his bed side table. Almost silent at first but quickly rising in intensity until it was loud enough to wake him up. Jay slowly opened his eyes to the familiar sound of his alarm clock and quietly cursed out the noise. He specifically chose those bells because they slowly ramped up in pitch making them impossible to ignore. He didn't want to be jolted first thing in the morning, he needed some melodic coaxing to get moving. It was 5:15 and that meant time to get up and hit the gym.
Jay dragged himself out of bed and walked to the bathroom. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and was enthusiastic to see his workout routine was paying off. A slice of light reflected off the glass, highlighting him in a flattering way. His work outs, plus eating better, built up his muscular 5'8" frame to a pleasing 160lbs. He was beginning to like the way he looked, even if he did hate getting up this early. His brown wavy hair, currently sporting a bad case of bed head, green eyes and slight stubble looked better now. He stared at himself as if he didn't recognize the reflection - almost voyeuristic. The new Jay was focusing on himself and didn't feel guilty.
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Jay gathered himself and got ready to hit the gym. He slipped on his sneakers, a pair of blue running shorts and a white tank top and ran a comb through his messy hair. Good enough he told himself - most mornings he was there by himself anyway. Very few, if any, of his neighbors took advantage of the gym in their building. Jay took the elevator to the basement, and much like every other morning, the place was empty. He put his earbuds in and started his workout playlist, a combo of upbeat new and retro dance mixes. He made his way around the gym, making sure to get a few minutes on every piece of equipment. Finally, on his third lap around the gym Jay was done.
He wiped the sweat from his face and body and headed back upstairs.
He immediately turned on the television as he got ready to shower and dress. He watched the top news of the morning, really just wanting to check the weather forecast. Cold, gray and dreary was in the picture for today with a possibility of snow moving in this week. According to the meteorologist, a front was moving across the country looking to drop a sizeable amount of snow on the Philly area. After showering and styling his hair, he dressed in a pair of black jeans, a white button down shirt and a black suede vest - professional yet comfortable. He slipped on his favorite black boots, grabbed his coat and headed out the door.
Reaching the parking garage, Jay fished his car keys out of his coat pocket and started his Jeep - a gift to himself when he graduated college. It was his splurge when he knew he was going to start at the ad agency. He backed out of his parking space and headed to work. Traffic seemed light and his hour commute breezed by - before he knew it he was there. The first one to arrive, Jay used his key to open the office. He had started at Keller Kreative right out of college 3 years ago. The creative director, Andy Keller, saw the talent the young man possessed and snapped him up at 21. Jay tried to never let him down.
He started two pots of coffee knowing the rest of the group would be trickling in shortly. Little by little everyone came in, all grateful for a shot of warm caffeinated adrenaline already brewed. Jay settled into his corner of the office. As lead designer he oversaw the projects coming through the doors for Andy and the rest of the account executives. He looked over the specifics of each job and decided what he should handle - or those Andy assigned him - and which to funnel through the other 2 artists. Each person in Jay's group had their own strengths to offer and he played off those. Today would be crazy, so he downed his coffee and dove in.
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Not long after starting Jay was interrupted by Mary, the office manager, an older, gray haired woman who always seemed to be going full speed. Jay often jokingly wished he could have hit of whatever she was on. In her late 50s, she had been with the agency ever since its infancy. She was the office Mom some needed, and the pain in the ass others could do without.
"Jason" she almost sang happily, "we have a new assistant starting today and I'd like for you to make him feel welcome. You know, show him around, get him acquainted with what goes on. Help him fit in".
Jason, he thought. Almost nobody calls him that anymore except old friends, his parents - and of course her. He hated that name and ditched it during college. The name had lost its happiness for him - it had become tarnished and tainted. He thought it was just a Erenköy escort label now, damaged and ruined. He needed to reinvent himself - so he created Jay.
Before he'd had a chance to protest, she turned and scurried off - like a mouse who had just grabbed a delicious little morsel hurrying it back to her hiding place. Great, he thought, just great. He was swamped and now saddled with a newbie to babysit for the day. A newbie that wouldn't even be in his group. Sales assistants worked handling paperwork, scheduling, and phone calls. Jay never held that job, so he was more than perplexed as to why he was guiding him rather than someone he'd work with.
He headed over to Mary, and before he could open his mouth to speak, she said "because you're basically the same age and he reminds me of you. I'm sure you two will find things in common and maybe hit it off".
She never even looked up from the papers on her desk.
When she finished speaking, she briefly looked over her glasses at him and stared - as if to say that'll be all and sent him to his room without dinner. Jay resigned himself to the inevitability of having a companion today.
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Slightly before 10 a young man walked in, briefly stopping to talk with the receptionist by the front door. She briskly walked him to Andy's office and gave the open door a few light raps - just enough sound to alert Andy that someone was there. Andy stood, walked around his desk to the younger man, shook his hand and offered him a seat across from him. While the room was open concept - every group had their own sections - Andy was the only one with a conventional office. Jay assumed this would be his shadow for the day. He pushed on with his work knowing he'd be interrupted shortly.
After a few minutes, Mary again scurried from her chair over to Andy's office directing the young man to sit with her. Good, Jay thought, let's get a look at him. Tall, great body, nice build, large mop of light blonde curly hair and a adorable boyish face.
Jay whispered to Brenda, one of the other artists, "that can't be the new hire, he looks like he's in high school... 18 years old tops".
Brenda replied in a low, seductive tone "yeah, but isn't he hot! Give us some time alone and I'll make him a man".
They both laughed at the thought - Brenda was happily married and had a good 20 years on the blonde. The two of them blatantly stared at the new guy, sizing him up. A voice crept up behind them disrupting their gaze and snapping them back to reality. "Now, now" he laughingly broke through" let's not scare him away already. Let him at least get to his desk before you molest him"
They both turned around quickly to face Ian, the third of their little group. He stood there with a wide grin on his face wagging his finger at them mockingly saying "tisk, tisk, bad artists. Brenda you should be ashamed, and Jay, well, we know you're a pig".
Ian walked away still chuckling to himself.
Jay's dick didn't care about the blonde's boyishness, it stirred and he began getting hard. Maybe a day of hanging with the new guy wouldn't be so bad.
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Much of the morning passed without any glimpse of the blonde. Jay assumed Mary had him busy with all the pain and paperwork in becoming a new employee. It was a busy day with multiple projects on deadline and new requests coming in rapidly. Brenda, Ian and
Jay worked non-stop all morning just trying to keep their heads above water.
Finally, around Noon, Jay leaned back in his chair and threw his hands up in frustration. "Dammit! I'm finding it almost impossible to be creative at this pace. I can't just pull greatness out of my ass."

Brenda