Date: Mon, 24 May 2010 20:54:33 -0400
From: Mack Mack <mack1137@gmail.com>
Subject: Incest Island 14 Preparation

INCEST ISLAND 14: THE TIME OF PREPARATION
By Mack1137@gmail.com and Victor D
Thursday, May 21, 2010

Story codes:

bi, gay, inc, cons, pedo, grand, fath, dau, son, oral, Mb, Mf, mb, humil,
bond, nud, exhib, reluc, mm, ff, voyeurism, lac, preg, interracial, HM, Hf,
WM, mother, sis, bro, mult, size, masterb, pre-teen, coer, BD, bestiality,
urination

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STORY SUMMARY

The story of Incest Island started with Ryan Miller's young family
exploring family love while on a sailing trip in the Bahamas in FAMILY LOVE
BOAT. If you have not read all of the stories, I suggest that you start
with the first chapter of Family Love Boat and continue through Incest
Island. You can find all of my stories at http://www.asstr.org/~mack1137.

Family Love Boat is a tender and intensely sexual story about sexual
discovery and first time experiences. It was during that trip the Miller
family met Ted and Dr. Amy Taylor and became very close to their
family. Ted ended up buying an island and inviting Ryan and his family and
12 other families to join his family on Incest Island.

The Time of Preparation is in full swing! The boys and girls have been
stripped, shaved and forbidden any sexual contact save the ritualistic
touch of their little same-sex partners. The gruff handling of their
trainers, Sally Gibson and her 18 year old son Kevin offer little comfort
to their tender charges.

Several days have passed and the children are learning more of the tasks
and techniques the islanders have set before them. The girls may be
struggling, but the boys are in a panic. Their first few days were filled
with shame, punishment pushups and uncontrollable rivers of semen. The
clock is ticking toward the Insemination Celebration. Will the boys get
their boners under control or will they miss out impregnating their little
girlfriends? Only time will tell...

As always, if you are not supposed to be reading this story... then please
don't... please practice safe sex.

This story is a total fantasy. Thanks to everyone who has taken the time to
write me. Your encouragement, ideas, fantasies and personal experiences are
very much appreciated. Your thoughts and ideas are always welcome at
mack1137@gmail.com.

INCEST ISLAND CHARACTERS

MILLER FAMILY (Ryan 31, Christie 31, Zachary 14, Hannah 12, Emily 11, Noah
11, Bart 1 day, Eva 1 day)

TAYLOR FAMILY (Ted 31, Amy 30, Mike 15, Kaitlin 14, Will 13, Sara 13,
Thomas 11, Josh 15 months, Eli 4 months)

COLBY FAMILY (Devin 35, Jane 31, Carrie 15, Matt 12, Elijah 4, Grace 2)

SWENSON FAMILY (Martin 34, Kathi 32, Jessie 18, Tyler 15, Jessica 15)

GARCIA FAMILY (Simon 44, Randy 25, Elizabeth 15, Taylor 12, Ashley 12,
Josephine 1 month)

JACKSON FAMILY (Jacob 35, Charlotte 34, Jimmy 14, Cayden 12, Lilly 10, Mary
8, Tony 2)

SMITH FAMILY of Oregon (Jim 29, Maggie 29, Maryanne 14, Chelsea 4 months)

WONG FAMILY (Steve 31, Mary 31, William 18, Leah 17, Grayson 16, Zoe 15,
Kira 8, Lyna 5 months)

SMITH FAMILY of Georgia (Rich "Granddad" 69, Sara "Grandma" 68, Jerry 49,
Beth 48, Cooper 44, Bradley 35, Samantha 33, Hank 32, Nathan 31, Rebecca
31, Jack Williams Smith 31, Belle 29, Claire Williams Smith 28, Kaylee
Miller Smith 28, Bill 27, Erin 19, Jeffery 17, Alan 17, Shana 16,
Christopher 16, Holly 15, Craig 14, Tina 13, Colt 12, Kelli 11, John 7,
Derek 7, Stan 7, Heidi 5, Therese 4, Byron 4, Victoria 3, Shannon 2, Steve
2, Shawn 8 months )

SAMUELS FAMILY (Mike 69, Debra 67, David Dietz 56, Tom 49, Sharon 48, Regan
44, Katherine 35, Robert 34, Melissa Samuels Smith 33, Lori 12)

HALSTON FAMILY (Phil 32, Mary 32, Marie 13, Max 11)

HOWARD FAMILY (Amanda 44, Hawkins "Hawk" 32, Cruz 14, Natalia 12)

GIBSON FAMILY (Tom 30, Sally 30, Kevin 18, Kiera 14, Landon 14, Lucy 13,
Owen 12, Abigail 10)

GUNDERSON FAMILY (Nella 30, Lily 12, Abi 11, Cole 9)

(Go here for a character summary window:
http://www.asstr.org/~mack1137/iicharacters.html)

THE TIME OF PREPARATION COMMANDMENTS
1.	NO ONANISM.
2.	NO UNAUTHORIZED ORGASMS.
3.	NO VAGINAL INTERCOURSE.

THE TIME OF PREPARATION

Ted Taylor, international businessman and benefactor of Incest Island, sat
contented looking over the reports on the Insemination Celebration in his
office. Tastefully appointed in a style common in the Florida Keys, the
first sunlight of the morning streamed through the heavy wooden slats on
the windows as he shifted through the papers.

He put them down thoughtfully and picked up the blueprints for the new
extended villa for his family and the Millers. He wondered what it will be
like to live in a compound with the Miller family when their houses were
completed and hoped Hank and Bill would finish soon. Both his current villa
and the Millers was about to split at the seams with the new babies. He
could not imagine what it would be like in a few more months when Will and
Emily, Noah and Sara and Amy had babies after the Celebration. And then
there was Kaitlin who had convinced everyone that it would be awesome if
Zach filled her belly with his baby... it was hard to believe that his
beautiful little girl would have three babies before she turned sixteen. He
would be a grandfather five times over before his thirty-second birthday
and he smiled at his good fortune.

As he was sitting there, little 15 month old Josh came running out of the
bedroom. His sparkling brown eyes lit up when he saw his Grandpa. Ted was
naked enjoying a cup of coffee and the light breeze through the window. His
penis was hard from thinking about all of the sexual delights the Miller
and Taylor families were going to experience.

Josh had started walking early and had now graduated to running when the
mood suited him. He ran toward his Pa, but stopped when he saw Ted's
boner. He reached out and pulled the stiff shaft down and said "boner" very
clearly.

He pushed down his diaper and pointed. "Josh boner... "

Ted could not believe the little guy. He had the cutest baby boy boner he
had ever seen. Josh pulled down his Pa's boner and he began to suck it just
like he had seen his Daddy, Mike, suck his Pa. The little toddler began to
nurse lightly on the stiff man shaft.

As Ted was on the verge of orgasm, Josh stopped sucking for a moment and
whined for his grandfather to give him "Pa milk... Want Pa milk." When he
went back to nursing on the hard penis it was more than Ted could take and
he felt the surge of semen race up through his shaft and explode into baby
Josh's mouth. The little boy coughed at the volume of his Ted's semen and
much of it ran down his chin, but he did drink some. He looked up at Ted
and giggled.

-Pa milk good... Pa milk good, the beautiful boy said to his Pa. They both
laughed over this.

Kaitlin came in looking for Josh and found him drenched in cum, laughing
along with Ted and sporting a very aroused little boner. She put her arm
around her Daddy's neck and kissed his cheek from above him.

-It's so beautiful when you feed him your seed. He loves it so much
Daddy. She kissed Ted again and played with his hard nipples. Mike was
right behind Kaitlin and came around the couch and scooped up Josh against
his naked body. Mike licked up his Dad's fresh semen as it ran from the
corners of the little boy's mouth.

-Pa milk tastes good, Mike said grinning to his boy and resumed licking
around and in the toddler's mouth. Mike sat down on the couch across from
his Dad's desk and let Josh stand on his thighs. Josh looked at his Daddy
and said, "Suck Josh... Suck Josh... .pleezzee."

Mike loved sucking his sexy little boy. He took his baby boner into his
mouth and began to pleasure his son making yummy noises which his son
adored. It did not take long for the little boy's eyes to roll up in his
head as his body shook with the good feelings.

Mike kissed Josh on his mouth and turned to his father, asking if he had
watched the most recent episode of the Breeder Children of Incest Island.

-I was on a call with our office in China until late last night. We are
having some technical problems with a new installation. I found your note
next to the laptop when I got home. I couldn't believe it. It is sexier to
watch those kids trying not to have an orgasm than it is to watch them
having sex... .I... umm... jacked off twice... it was so hot Mike... very
hot.

Mike grinned and hugged his Dad left to post the newest episode on the
website. Across the island in the dormitories, the Breeder kids were about
to start their day...



THE FOURTH DAY



-No rule breaking at all! This was the first night, Elizabeth Garcia
reported with some pride, with no diddling and no unexpected cumming!

-None? Kevin asked. Only their fourth night and everyone slept through? He
squinted at the sleeping figures on the monitors. Kevin's tight smile
glowed in the dimly lit Monitoring Station, a halo of sensor lights pulsed
in blues and greens. No punishment pushups this morning then. He was
impressed.

-Well, slept through is overstating, Jessie Swenson said, laughing in the
dark recesses of the Station. Without sheets, they're lying skin to skin
totally horned up. They couldn't have gotten much rest. Jessie stretched,
clad only in white briefs and padded barefoot over to Kevin at the
monitors, accepting one of the coffees he brought for the night shift.

-Dude, I could kiss you, the lean blond said blowing on his steaming mug to
cool it.

-Anytime, Kevin said with a warming smile, his eyes tracing down the 18
year-old's tight abs to the monster barely contained by thin cotton. Kevin
was no slouch himself, but there was no denying it: the Swenson men held
the gold medal in penis on the island...

-Hey! Cabron, you making time with my man? It was a smiling, sleepy-eyed
Randy Garcia. He rose tousle-haired from a cot in back, his bones popping
as he stretched. The twenty-five year old was in peak physical shape and
stood nearly as tall as Kevin. Naked and a quarter erect, he walked up
behind Jessie and hugged him close, kissing his neck and shoulder before
making a grab for his coffee. This descended into a jokey game of
keep-a-way while Elizabeth shook her head at their clowning.

Her love for her oldest brother was absolute and she gazed down at the
sleeping symbol of that love. Little Josephine lay swaddled tight in the 15
year-old's slender arms, sleeping as they slowly rocked. It was only ten
months ago when she offered her brother the best wedding gift of all, the
promise of a beautiful child.

It had been her idea to let Randy and Jessie inseminate her together and
for two weeks last December they did just that. They both came deep inside
her, over and over again. Sometimes, she had them lie on their backs, legs
entwined and lowered herself, taking them both in her womb at once. She
felt a twinge between her legs recalling the beautiful feeling of fullness
that gave her.

Awash in cum, they discovered she was pregnant just before the boys' beach
marriage. The three decided they didn't want to know the child's paternity;
both young men would be Jo's fathers. Elizabeth offered the child to the
boys, and they were stunned and humbled by the offer.

They assured her that she would always be a major part of the baby's life
and insisted that she should pick her name. She did: Josephine, same as
their late mother. She was sure that her mom was smiling down from Heaven
at this selfless act of love for her brother and his new husband. She
smiled at the thought and continued rocking.

-Well, two nights ago, she said serenely, the girls had one alarm and the
boys had two. But last night, nothing! They are really trying hard, the
little troopers...

On screen, the little girls, naked and shaved bare, held each other in the
pre-dawn bedroom. Most spooned, but some faced each other. Lily Jackson
slept with her head buried in Kelli Smith's breast as they embraced. Such a
beautiful sight, Kevin thought, this 11 year old held in a maternal
embrace. But that was the point of it all now, wasn't it?

-So, how are they coming along Kevin? Randy asked, yawning and combing his
fingers back through his unruly, black mane.

-Could be better Kevin said with a frown. They're trying, but it's a lot to
cover in just three weeks. Sometimes I think that if we had smaller groups
then they might... he trailed off.

-Didn't your mom say that the girls were doing really well? Jessie
asked. Sally told them last night upon arrival that four of them had
already met a challenge.

-Yes, Kevin said, but in a sense, the girl's tasks are easier. They have to
learn tricks and techniques to please their partners, plus mom is working
to get their libidos up to a fevered pitch. But, the boys have to do all
the same things while learning to calm their natural impulses and not go
off like a rocket. That's really hard to do. Yes, it's possible to overcome
millennia of evolution, but with only seventeen days to go, it will be very
difficult and they will only learn the basics of controlling their young
bodies...

Kevin considered Jessie's briefs, lost in his thoughts. His eyes traced the
shaft as it arched sideways past his right hip swelling slightly, the head
trapped under the waistband. Amazing.

-A few have been able to master individual tasks that we've set, but they
get demerits along with the pushups when they lose control and cum. Right
now they're all deep in negative territory, but they made it through the
night. They're starting with a clean slate.

All four looked at the boy's schedule for the day and frowned:

Partner Bathing/Grooming

BREAKFAST Morning prayers and Pegging

Partner Soul Kissing

Weighted Hip Thrusts

LUNCH Afternoon prayers and Pegging

Kegel Strengthening Exercises

Fellatio/Cunnilingus Training

Edging

Outdoor Exercise in the Lagoon

DINNER Evening prayers and Pegging

Tantric Yoga/Autofellatio/Full Body Massage

BED

-The boys took to the Weighted Hip Thrusts really well, Kevin
remarked. More than half of them could pump away physically all night if
they needed to do it that long without slowing. They are fine tuning their
thrusting techniques, but controlling their need to seed and orgasmic
response is showing very little progress. On the other hand, three days of
fellatio and cunnilingus training on the adult volunteers has also been
going well. They have eager and talented little tongues, but the intimate
stimulation of the volunteers and bringing them to orgasm still causes most
of the boys to cum while they're doing it... without even touching
themselves. It's really disappointing, lots of punishment pushups
there. The edging has been a disaster. The worst... Semen everywhere... I
worry that they've lost focus on why we're doing this and its only day
four...

-Is there something we can do to help you, Kevin? Randy asked.

-Oh, we all appreciate you staying up all night to watch the kids. That's
help enough. After tomorrow, the next group will take over the night shift
and relieve you.

-Don't mention it, Elizabeth said rocking the baby. She's a good sleeper,
but she still needs to get up every few hours to feed, we would have been
sleeping in shifts anyway.

-Well... maybe... maybe you can help, Kevin said with a growing smile. I've
gotten them as far as can be expected by just yelling. Maybe they need to
be reminded of the goals to help them refocus. I know that your shifts are
over, but could I ask you to stay just a few minutes longer and come down
with me for the boy's morning inspections?

-Sure, Randy said. Let me find my shorts...

-That won't be necessary, Kevin said excitedly. Strip, all three of you,
and come down with me... and strip beautiful little Josephine naked
too... if you please.



The boys woke to their fourth day in a good mood for a change and marched
off to the showers, refreshed having had their first night uninterrupted by
sirens.

-I could've slept even better if they let me cum, Craig Smith thought as he
walked into the open shower room and then instantly regretted it. His dick
pulsed as the hot shower head the back of his neck. The image of himself
making monkey noises as he fucked Owen's kid sister played in high
definition in his mind. The intensity of the mental images was so strong
that he could almost feel his hard cock in her juicy pussy. Craig groaned
and told his partner to stop soaping him down. This was serious. If he
spurted off again Kevin would freak and he didn't want the first pushups of
the day.

-Dude, just give me a second, he said to 12 year old Owen on his knees in
front of him. Owen understood, withdrawing his hands and watching the tip
of his partner's penis in mute concern. Craig shut his eyes in
concentration.

-Oh, no, Owen thought. Even under the steamy, running water in the shower,
he could see the milky trickle run down Craig's shaft. He's going to lose
it... He's a goner.

-Ummm... Ahhh... Owen stammered and looked around for Kevin
nervously. So... So... two muffins are sitting in an oven. And one muffin
says to the other muffin, "Is it just me or is it getting hot in here?"

Craig opened his eyes.

-And the other muffin said, "Aaaaaugh! A talking muffin!.."

Craig just blinked a moment stupefied.

-Dude, Craig said with a smirk, that's the dumbest thing I've ever heard!

But they laughed anyway, more at the diffused tension than anything
else. The crisis had passed. After sensing it was safe, Owen lathered more
soap on his hands and began happily running them between his friend's
spread legs and bouncing his erection in the warm lather. Owen ran his
soapy fingers over Craig's bare pubis and then carefully washed his
throbbing shaft.

-A talking muffin, Craig said, slowly turning so his friend could soap up
his 14 year old butt. That's a good one.

-Line up for inspections, Babies! Kevin called. One minute!

The boys had learned the first day to not horse around in the showers and
get right to business. They had to wash and completely shave each other
bare without triggering an orgasm or - heaven forbid - nicking each other
with the razor... and all in ten minutes flat. By now, they knew their
partners' bodies intimately and were able to do it quickly and with
ease. They rinsed off under the line of showerheads and lined up in
Inspection Positions.

Head high, feet apart, hands on back of head, hips thrust forward. They
waited for Kevin to walk the line and fondle them each in turn to make sure
that they were shaved bare. No one wanted to get the first demerit of the
day. When Randy, Jessie and Elizabeth and the baby came in naked, the boys
broke into nervous whispers.

-Silence! Kevin shouted in the echoing tiled room. Eyes forward!

They were used to the occasional adult coming in for one of their practice
sessions, but never for an inspection. Nudity was nothing new for the kids
on the island, but freshly shaved they felt a bit vulnerable standing on
display. Most of them had just grown accustomed to having pubic hair and
most were quite proud of it as a symbol of their sexual development. Being
told to shave every bit of hair off their body every day and being called
babies... was... well... embarrassing.

-It's bad enough for little ones, Tyler Swenson thought considering his
huge bare erection, but I've had hair down there for two years... they
really want to drive home that we're Babies... His big brother Jessie waved
to him and he closed his eyes in embarrassment.

Kevin thought it was ironic that older teens often thought it was sexy to
be shaved bare. But shaving in conjunction with calling them Babies did the
trick psychologically. They needed to be taken back to the beginning to
realize how much they had to learn to be ready for insemination and being
parents.

Kevin finished cupping Will Taylor's smooth balls and began fingering his
little ass. The boy relaxed, letting the Kevin's fingers penetrate him. He
was supposed to be checking for cheaters who had butt sex in the night, but
Will suspected that he just enjoyed massaging the boys' prostates. Kevin
inhaled deeply pronouncing him clean before moving along to Jimmy Jackson.

-Elizabeth, Randy and Jessie were up all night while you boys were
sleeping, Kevin announced loudly to the formation. I told them they could
use the shower after your inspections were complete. What do we say to our
volunteers, Babies?

-Thank you, volunteers, the boys said in unison.

Kevin ran his fingers over the bare skin above Jimmy's throbbing erection
and noticed that his eyes - all of their eyes, actually - were fixed on
baby Josephine. This was perfect.

Little Josephine stirred in bright lights and began to fuss. Elizabeth held
her close, shushing her and rocking her maternally. The baby was hungry
again and it dawned on her that this was what Kevin wanted, a reminder of
the project goal - little sanctioned babies of their own - for these
wayward boys. The fifteen year old lowered her baby to her bared left
breast and smiled warmly at the boys who watched the feeding in rapt
attention. Josephine quieted at once and began to suckle. Fourteen pairs of
eyes watched unblinking and there were a handful of soft, involuntary moans
as fourteen erections stood just a bit taller on display.

-Eyes forward, Kevin intoned. I won't say it again...

They straightened up and rocked their hips forward again, their bare
erections on full display. Kevin ran his fingers lightly over Noah's chest
and taut little pectoral muscles. The eleven year old flinched slightly,
but remained in place, his nipples grazed gently by the tutor's feather
light fingertips.

-Mmmm, Elizabeth purred audibly for her audience of teenagers. Feeling her
nurse actually gets me excited every time. Several closed their eyes in
fear of spontaneously shooting off. Kevin watched as the boy's cocks
twitched and jerked as they thought about Elizabeth's juicy pussy.

Randy and Jessie had been watching amused from the doorway and came in
further to stand on either side and watch her nurse.

-This is kind of cruel, Jessie thought, but if Kevin thinks it will help...

Noah silently chided himself as he watched the hungry baby drink and
thought to the days stretching before them. He was excelling at the daily
tasks, probably the best in the class at this point, but he didn't get
credit for any of them since he kept losing it and shooting off. He just
had to focus!

Kevin reached behind Noah and gently spread his little soccer butt as he
did his best to keep his face impassive. Part of the problem, Noah thought
sadly, was his partner Colt. Noah thought Colt was about the sexiest boy
ever! That boner of Colt's was truly amazing. Everything about Colt turned
Noah on... his looks, his boner, his scent and his taste. Noah thought
about what would happen after breakfast. It was the dreaded the half hour
of timed Soul-Kissing in the Meditation Room. Each boy knelt facing his
partner in a tight embrace. It wasn't fair. Kevin even came around and
checked to make sure their hard boners were touching. It was hard enough
making out in the steamy, mirrored chamber, but their throbbing cocks
pressed together between their hard abs had been too much for most of the
boys. Colt could not seem to help himself... he came every time.

Colt would just whimper a bit in Noah's mouth and they would both feel his
hot seed pulsing between them. Once Colt's orgasm started he could not help
intensifying their kiss and his hard boner thrust against Noah as the thick
creamy seed jetted from its tip all over both boys. Feeling his best
friend's thrusting and orgasmic groans made Noah's own seed begin to
rise. The smell of Colt's thick creamy boy seed was too much for Noah and
he began to shoot along with his friend. It wasn't fair, he guessed, but
only felt sympathy for Colt. When they broke their kiss, Colt's eyes were
often welled with tears of frustration and Noah embraced him deeply and
offered some words of encouragement. They would get through this somehow,
he thought and Kevin moved down the line to Colt. Oh poor Colt, he
thought. We have our first victim... Just think of baseball, dude and maybe
you'll be fine... Noah thought as he watched Kevin's hands begin to explore
his best friend's ultra sensitive body.

Baby Josephine had finished nursing with a satisfied little burp and
Elizabeth and Jessie looked around for a towel. Milk ran in rivulets down
her tiny chin. Randy bent without thinking and licked his cooing daughter's
face.

Colt standing in line gave a startled, little gasp and winced at the
indiscretion.

-You like that, do you? Kevin mocked him and gently wrapped a hand around
the boy's bare sack. Normally Colt's sack hung down with his two large seed
filled orbs clearly outlined. But all of the stimulation from watching the
baby being fed had caused them to draw up close to his body in preparation
for ejaculation. Kevin leaned close to whisper in the blonde boy's ear.

-You can't wait to inseminate your little mate Abi and once she delivers a
beautiful little Colt, Jr. maybe you might suckle a bit yourself. Imagine
the taste of Abi's milk from her beautiful big breasts. Kevin pulled down
slowly on the boy's balls until his 8" erection pointed down from the
ceiling and towards Elizabeth. I asked you a question, Baby...

-Yes, he said softly, his chest hitching, hands clamped tight behind his
head.

-Yes, what?

-Yes, SIR, he said his voice cracking. I want to... do that... ummm... with
Abi... when we have our baby.

-Yup, it's awesome kid, Randy said grinning and lapped at his sister's
milky nipple before turning back to see Colt's reaction. He was not
disappointed. The beautiful blond boy seemed to falter before regaining
composure. The rest of the boys shifted their weight nervously, their eyes
darting. At least, it wasn't them on the chopping block, but still... poor
Colt was such an easy target.

Randy took his daughter from Elizabeth and carefully handed her over to
Jessie. All three were powerfully turned on by this little show. How long
would Kevin let it go on?

Elizabeth kissed her handsome brother and pulled him close to her. With sly
smiles, they turned to watch Colt as he cupped her swollen right breast and
tweaked her nipple with two fingers. They laughed as a small squirt of milk
ran over his strong hand, which he meant to bring to his mouth, but she
intercepted it. Tasting her own milk, she lovingly sucked at his
fingertips. She took her brother Randy's index finger in her mouth and
began to obscenely suck on it bobbing her head as if she were sucking his
cock.

Colt squeezed his eyes shut and he gasped for breath. Noah, standing beside
him, risked a quick glance down at his friend. Kevin was behind him,
kneeling, tugging his friend's balls down and lightly stroking Colt's 12
year old boner now pulled into the horizontal. He'll never make it, Noah
thought and risked a glance at the clock. Wow! Only two minutes to next
period...

Randy bent and began to suckle again making a show of keeping his hands
behind his back; his only contact was his outstretched lips on her
nipple. She giggled as he made exaggerated sucking sounds to get Colt to
open his eyes again. He did. Randy was sloppily nursing, milk running down
his strong chin to the floor in an obscene stream. His eyes met Colt's and
he smiled, eyes twinkling as he continued his noisy slurping.

-No. Nooooo, Colt thought and his eyes darted around the room looking for
some distraction to the Garcias' performance or the gentle, even strokes of
Kevin's hand relentlessly stroking his aching cock. He settled on the clock
over the door - a glimmer of hope. Only thirty seconds remained before the
period ended. Only thirty seconds, he thought and watched his precum
flowing through squinted eyes.

Elizabeth was sopping wet, but inwardly worried they were taking this too
far. Randy and Jessie had no compunctions and even laughed openly. Taking
his 7" uncut cock in hand, Randy started pumping as he drank.

-Mmmmmm, he moaned as he fucked his rigid hand, but never lost suction. The
milk ran down from his chin and over his cock as he pumped.

Colt trembled and silently repeated his mantra: "Big boys hold out. Big
boys hold out. Big boys hold out... " His chest hitched as Kevin increased
his tempo to match Randy's. Kevin's fingers were slippery with Colt's
copious precum. He slowly jacked Colt so that each finger of his hand
caressed the corona of his boner as he passed back and forth over the
pleasure ridge on the boy's aching erection. This is so unfair! Colt
thought as he felt his seed rising, his face a mask of despair. His vision
blurred with tears as he looked down to see his hips bucking softly of
their own accord into Kevin's hand. His own body betrayed him. Climax rose
in him like a wave. Too late. Too late. Too...

 BOONNNNG, rang the period gong over the loudspeaker and the boys exhaled
as one in relief. They lowered their arms and began milling around
contemplating breakfast. Only Colt remained in inspection position looking
skyward.

-I... I.. I did it, he said smiling as Kevin released his boner. It sprang
up slapping him in the navel. Kevin rose to his full height and surprised
Colt by kissing him on the top of his head and whispering how proud he was
of him. Kevin's hard cock grazed the younger boy and Kevin drank in the
awesome sexual scent on the blond boy.

Hard won praise, indeed. Colt could not quit grinning... .HE MADE IT!!!He
struggled to catch his breath and turned toward Jessie and the
Garcias. Elizabeth smiled and gave him a mock salute. He returned it with a
theatrical snap making his boner bounce and the room broke into laughter.

-Come on everyone! Kevin said to the group, towel off and let's get some
breakfast.



MISSING THE BREEDERS

It was mid-morning in the villas as Maryanne Smith ambled down the pier
pushing her baby in a small stroller her father had brought back from the
mainland. The breeze was pleasant and steady as she walked. The fourteen
year old watched the gulls as they seemed to hover in place against the
gentle headwinds. A bystander would be surprised to learn that she had
given birth to a baby girl only four months ago. He would have to stare
closely at her and her school photos to see anything different than perhaps
fuller breasts. She was the same lean and athletic girl that she was
before, but today the bystander would wonder why such a pretty, young girl
looked so forlorn. One reason was that there were no bystanders. She stood
alone with her thoughts.

Most all of her friends were in the Dormitories preparing to be mothers and
fathers themselves. Naively, she had thought that she would stop by every
day and check in on them, maybe give them some of her new mother's
wisdom. But Sally Gibson had explained that this wasn't a Home Ec
class. Their time would be filled from dawn to dusk with activities and she
would just have to wait for them to finish.

Her father was Jack Smith, the Taylor's corporate attorney and good
friend. Her folks and the Taylors had a long history and she smiled
thinking back on their wonderful times together at the Gibson Ranch. She
had been lucky enough to have an intimate relationship with both her
parents for about six years now, but the Taylors were the first people that
she was sexy with outside her home. They held a special place in her heart.

But these days, Mike and Kaitlin were so busy with the website that they
didn't have time to even visit anymore. Her mom had been pitching in with
Mary Wong keeping all of the Breeders fed and her father had been on and
off island on business for weeks now. She would never complain to him about
his absences. She could see on his face how much he missed being away from
her and her mom... and his new daughter Chelsea. She paused for a moment
and adjusted top of the stroller to better shield the little girl she had
made with her daddy from the noon day sun. Such a pretty little girl, Dad
always said with a grin. She looks just like her mother did as a baby...

She toyed with the idea of visiting her dad at Ted's office where they were
working, but decided against it. Squinting in the mid-day sun, she saw some
activity up the strand. Shielding her eyes, she smiled as Noah's dog
Thunder bounded around chasing gulls, yet never coming close to catching
one.

-Thunder, she called, here boy! The black lab perked his head up and ran
full gallop towards her. She laughed as the dog trotted over, collar
jingling, circling her and the stroller, too excited to even sit still and
be petted.

-Okay boy, we've got this deserted island to ourselves. Stop feeling sorry
for yourself Thunder, and come back with me, she said giggling. I'll get
you some cheese or something and we'll have all the fun without them!

Thunder perked up at 'cheese' and his tail wagged furiously. She headed out
for her villa with the dog doing crazy spirals around her as she went.

Inside, she found a block of cheddar in the fridge and a cutting board in a
drawer. She brought it all back to her room. With baby Chelsea sleeping
sounding in the crib, she hunkered down cross-legged and started cutting
slices.

-One for you. And one for me. And one for you...

The dog inhaled the slices without even tasting them and sat with his long,
pink tongue panting in the warm breeze from the open windows.

-Long, pink tongue, she thought furtively and then felt very naughty. Well,
she did have the house to herself for few hours. She hiked up her dress a
bit and called the dog over. He came close, but his eyes never left the
block of cheese. She cut a slice, shrugged and inserted it, unsure of just
how Thunder would react.

Quite well was the short answer. He licked out the cheese and she squealed
at the delightful feeling. He only looked up at her for a moment and then
bent his head again and resumed licking cheese or no cheese. This was just
Heaven and she stretched back against her bed hoping that he would keep
this up all afternoon...



Maggie Smith, Maryanne's mother had been sexually adventurous since she was
a teenager. She began dating her first cousin Jim and reveled in the group
sex her extended family shared. She and Jim would often double-date in High
School and talk their partners into bi sex before the night was through,
wild stuff in retrospect. Indeed, she had enthusiastically endorsed her
husband impregnating their daughter since she could not have more children
herself. In short, Maggie was a caring mom who felt strongly that you
should follow your bliss. Despite this philosophy and despite her own
forays into bestiality, she was startled to find Maryanne with Thunder when
she came home early.

Standing in the doorway, she watched her daughter allow Thunder to lick her
fourteen year old pussy. She took a deep breath to regain her composure and
gave a little cough. Her daughter whipped her head around, stunned and
pushed the dog away, caught.

-Were you enjoying that? She asked with a light smile.

Maryanne had one of the coolest moms around and when she realized she
wasn't in trouble she answered emphatically.

-Mom, it's just the best!!

She called Thunder back and he resumed his licking as she smiled up at her
mom, petting the dog's head as he worked.

-Scoot over, honey, her mom said distractedly. Let me show you something
wonderful. The 29 year old dropped down on all fours and hiked up her
dress. Thunder, who knew just what was expected, jumped up on her
immediately.

Maggie's secret was that she had been letting the dog mount her whenever
Jim was out on mainland business. Sometimes, she let the dog mount her when
he was home too! He really enjoyed fucking her mouth while Thunder took her
vaginally. This all happened with such frequency that both Maggie and the
dog knew how to position themselves so that he could penetrate her
immediately. In moments, they were deeply linked and Maggie's eyes rolled
back in primitive satisfaction. Thunder arched his hips and began furiously
thrusting into her while Maggie turned, her hair in her eyes, grinning at
her stunned daughter.



-You... see? she said panting. Thunder really... loves to have... sex with
me... He's such a... good doggie.

She was secretly thrilled to perform this act in front of her daughter. It
was one of her last secrets. As she gazed into Maryanne's caring eyes and
warm smile, she was overcome with lust and dropped her head down moaning in
ecstasy.

For her part, Maryanne was also thrilled and her fingers drifted between
her legs as she watched. She had noticed Thunder's massive penis before
while the kids played on the beach. She had even heard that a few kids had
jacked him, though she had never seen that herself. Now that her friends
were busy, she had the time and the privacy to play with him. Even better,
she had sanction from mom that sex play with the animal was A-OK! How cool
was this?

-Oh, ummm... oh... Look, honey, look, Maggie panted. The great lab was
climaxing and her daughter watched amazed as the dog's knot grew and
swelled, tying him inside her mom's vagina. Thunder's hips rocked forward
in one great thrust as he pumped volumes of seed forcefully inside her. His
face was pure, canine joy.

-Is... Is he cumming? Maryanne whispered in awe.

-Oh, yeah, baby, her mom said her hair in her face and her eyes crossed a
bit as waves of bliss rolled over her. Thunder is cumming right in me. Oh,
he's shooting so much sperm you won't believe it. He knotted me. We're like
one, honey. It feels so good. Oh, his knot is just... she trailed off.

Maryanne really had no idea what she was talking about, but it sure sounded
fun! Her mom dropped her head until her cheek rested on the cooling floor
of the villa, her hips, still raised under the dog, moved in little
gyrations testing the bond Thunder had made with her.

Both women panted in excitement and listened to the gulls outside for what
seemed like a perfect stretch of eternity. Maryanne stroked her mother's
cheek as they smiled tenderly at each other.

After a time, Thunder bucked his hips back disengaging from Maggie who
moaned and collapsed like a rag dog. She put two fingers inside herself,
rolling to her side and bringing her knees up. Thunder's seed seeped out
over her hand, puddling on the floor. The dog curled up near the door and
proceeded to lick his huge penis and knot. All was contentment.

-Mom! That was so incredible! Maryanne shouted out laughing. How long have
you been doing this?

-Oh, honey, she said weakly, my brother Sean had a German Shepherd when we
were growing up... But, Thunder here is a very well-trained doggie, so I
know I'm not the only one...

Thunder looked up at mention of his name then resumed his grooming.

-Do you want to have sex with Thunder? Maggie asked and her daughter nodded
enthusiastically and leapt up, startling the animal with her sudden
movement.

-No, no, honey, her mom said sitting up. He's not ready yet. Hold on a
minute...

She stood weakly and guided her daughter down to the edge of the bed.

-Since you've had Chelsea, you should be able to accept Thunder okay. Open
your legs honey and let me look at you. Her fourteen year old daughter
raised and spread her legs fully exposing her vagina to her mother. Maggie
inserted one finger, then two and then three, lightly stroking the inside
of her daughter's soft, textured vagina. Yes, she said smiling, you should
be fine. The two women had never felt closer.

Maggie found she couldn't resist and bent to lap lazily at her girl's
clitoris. Maryanne leaned back on her elbows, eyes closed, enjoying her
mother's tender ministrations.

-Thunder! Here boy! Maggie whistled.

Thunder leapt up and bounded over to the bed. He looked at both women and
then returned to licking Maryanne's vagina as her mother watched. He was
making a real wet job of it and the girl rocked her hips forward to meet
Thunder's amazing tongue.

-Here, get up on the bed, honey, Maggie said, on all fours. I'll help him
up to mount you.

Maryanne did as she was told and looked back at her mother, nostrils flared
with nervous anticipation. Maggie took Thunder by the collar and guided him
up on the bed, helping him up gently onto her daughter's back. She
stretched out on the white linen sheets underneath and guided his massive
cock into Maryanne.

Thunder knew what was required and began pistoning away with his huge
torpedo shaft.

-Whoa! The girl shouted out in surprise and began laughing. The sensation
was like nothing she had ever felt before and she met her mom's gaze with
dawning wonder. His huge cock pumped her mercilessly and she wriggled and
angled her pelvis to give the animal the best access. Maggie moaned,
leaning back against the headboard and masturbated frantically with two
fingers in her soaked pussy. She watched the erotic scene before her and
turned to kiss her beautiful daughter as she was slammed again and again.

Thunder's pace quickened and Maggie knew he was close. She slid down the
bed hoping to watch the tying up close. But the canine had somehow
mis-threaded and knotted outside instead. Panting, the dog leapt down off
her back and began shooting his sperm on the sheets like a hose.

In reality, it only took a split second, but in Maggie's mind it seemed a
tense and uncertain eternity. Should she do it? Would it frighten her
little girl? They had already shared so much this afternoon that she
decided to go for broke.

In a trice, she dove underneath Thunder and closed her eyes allowing the
deluge of semen to spray on her face. Maryanne was stunned, but followed
her mother example flipping around and placing her head by her mother's.

Time expanded for Maryanne as well as her face was splashed with the hot,
viscous fluid. Her mother reached up jacking Thunder side to side so that
he sprayed them both. The soft sound of the sperm hitting their faces,
their cheeks, their lips may have been the most beautiful sound she ever
heard. The torrent slowed to a few final spurts and the women allowed
themselves to open their eyes and look at the magnificent organ.

Maryanne opened her mouth tentatively and gave her lips a little trial
lick.

-It's not bad, her mother said softly. It's a little bit... sweeter than a
man's.

-Ummmm, Maryanne assented and closed her eyes as she licked her lips
again. Maggie sighed.

-If you want to put it in your mouth, she whispered, you need to do it
now. But be careful, he's very sensitive...

Without a word, Maryanne propped herself on one forearm and trembled as she
slid it in her mouth as Thunder pumped his last few jets. She flopped back
on the bed every nerve jangling with excitement. Her mother sighed in
contentment and gave Thunder two quick licks of her own.

-So, I see everyone's been busy while I was away, said the man in the
doorway.

-Daddy! Maryanne squealed and jumped up to hug him. He kissed the top of
her head as he undid his belt.

-Did you miss me while I was gone?..

Outside, Thunder bounded off down the beach. The setting sun was beautiful,
but the dog could care less. He was looking for another villa that might
give him some cheese. What a good boy.



DAY FOUR RESULTS

Noah Miller was worried about over-confidence.

It had been a great day for him, of that there was no question. Of fourteen
boys, only he, Grayson, Max and Thomas had made it through the day without
demerits. Poor Colt had almost made it through the half-hour soul-kissing
section, but lost with only four minutes remaining. He was disappointed
that he had cum all over the two of them again, but he had lasted twenty
minutes longer than yesterday. After the erotic show with the volunteers
this morning, they both agreed it was progress.

All four leading boys stood at the urinals snickering at their
dilemma. Since they were only ones who hadn't come today, they had the
hardest time trying to pee through their swollen boners.

-Deep breaths guys, Noah said snickering. Relax and think of the waterfall
outside.

-Dude, I'm gonna rupture, Thomas said with a snort and pressed his knees
together comically, doing a little dance.

-Hey! We made it the whole day without shooting, Max noted. This
piss-boner, Dudes? It's a badge of honor. We're the first ones to make it a
whole day.

-Now, if only Tyler could keep from spraying jizz like a fire hose, Grayson
deadpanned, he could be in here helping me aim.

They nodded in reflection on this. They were forbidden to touch their own
genitals for the duration of the Time of Preparation and had to rely solely
on their partners for grooming, shaving and - yes - even pissing. It would
be simple enough to just push down their boners until they could pee,
assuming that they had use of their hands which they didn't. So with time
to kill, they stood side by side naked on the tiled floors and talked about
the challenge standings.

Weighted Hip Thrusts was the most competitive as they saw it. Wearing a
heavy metal belt on their trim waists, the children lay on the padded
Meditation Room floor, hips thrust up. Kevin wheeled over a heavy, steel
arch festooned with sensors, a small monitor and an imbedded Fleshjack at a
downward angle. It fitted over the boy's boner like a sleeve. It felt
awesome as the lubricated sleeve slipped over their raging erection. Each
thrust of their penis into the sleeve caused exquisite pleasure. Ted
commissioned two arches, so two boys had an audience of spectators at each
turn watching every pleasure filled movement.

The test itself was amazing to behold. When the starting buzzer rang, the
boys had to make a minimum of 300 strokes into the sleeve in the five
minutes allotted. Starting from just the boy's glans to a full shaft
penetration and then back again, the sensors counted each stroke with a
soft musical tone. The sensors at the base of the sleeve were set to the
precise width of the boy's flared corona. A similar measurement was made
when the boy's erection was fully in the sleeve. The counter was only
triggered when the flared rim of the penis set off the sensor at the bottom
and the end of the sleeve.

Falling out of the sleeve wasted valuable time as your partner and pit crew
boss leaped in to reattach you. Too short a stroke wouldn't get counted at
all by the machine. Of course, ejaculation in the warm, lubed sleeve was an
instant disqualification which set off a very embarrassing alarm

It seemed impossible on Day 1 and they made no effort to hide their
grumbling. The smaller boys strained under the weights. The bigger boys
couldn't keep up the endurance. Of the one's who didn't cum all over the
equipment, few came close to 200 strokes, let alone 300. Cruz Howard, who
they all joked "fucked like a rabbit" was a blur of motion, but the machine
discounted a third of his strokes as too shallow. He was red-faced from
exertion on the second day with the high score of 216 and argued with Kevin
about the difficulty of the task.

-No way! No! Way! It can't be done! Make it 200 and you'll at least have a
few of us win this challenge!

-It can be done, Kevin said smiling broadly. I've done it myself. Now drop
and give me twenty Cruz for your insolence... Despite much more polite
requests from the others, Kevin would not demonstrate, leaving the boys to
wonder if he was making it up or, if not, what his trick might be.

For the remainder of the session they studied their friends' progress with
the intensity that kids on the mainland might study RBI scores or NFL
injury reports. They raised and discarded strategies in their downtime
during the day. Just that morning, Taylor took Cruz's rabbit-fucking to the
next level. He reasoned that it was easier to keep most of his motion in
his lithe hips rather than thrusting with his whole body and this was a
breakthrough. They watched his taut, toned frame with fascination as he
held it rigid, pounding furiously with just his pelvis. He was just
supporting the belt, they realized, not thrusting with it. The seventh
grader scored 283. Taylor had found a great rhythm. But the sleeve just
felt so good the way it hugged and stimulated his hard cock. Taylor was
gritting his teeth as the sensations built. As hard as he tried to ignore
them, the awesome feelings began to build in his loins. Taylor thought
about a brick wall but the intensity of the feelings increased. Taylor
totally focused on the counter until he felt himself teetering on the edge
of orgasmic bliss. And then the need to seed overwhelmed him. The semen
raced from his seed heavy balls and began to erupt into the sleeve. The
orgasm alarm sounded loudly in the room but Taylor could not stop. He was
fully in the grip of a powerful orgasm. He thrust his hard cock again and
again into the sleeve until his nuts were spent. He had just had an amazing
orgasm that meant disqualification, but they boys cheered anyway at his
ingenuity. This challenge would fall within the next few days.

At the urinals, Max managed a small trickle, but it stopped and the others
ribbed him about it.

-You've got the Autofellatio Challenge tonight. Grayson said to Noah
solemnly. You're the most flexible out of all of us.

It was true. Noah had been able to lick the tip of his penis even before he
got the puberty hormones and now he was two inches bigger. The challenge
was to limber up with your partner and then bend over and try to wrap your
lips around your own erect penis. They had to fellate themselves for five
minutes on the clock without a disqualifying climax. Everyone thought that
the well-endowed boys like Tyler and Colt would ace the competition, but it
really wasn't the case. Tyler just couldn't bend far enough and would sit
straining, his face purple and bat at the tip with his tongue. Colt could
just get the head of his penis in his mouth, but had the worst hair-trigger
in the whole group. Within seconds, Colt was often disqualified as he
filled his mouth with his own hot semen.

Noah had done it for the past two nights in a row, but wasn't given credit
since he accidently came to a climax earlier in the afternoon and earned
demerits. Tonight he could be the first to conquer a challenge, but he had
an important strike against him. He hadn't cum now since yesterday and like
his three friends his balls ached. They were full of his thick creamy boy
seed and hard as the steel nuts on the lobby statue. Yes, he could reach,
but could he suck himself for five minutes without shooting? It would be a
close thing...

Thomas was able to relax enough to release a small stream and somehow the
rest followed suit. Max suggested that they practice their Kegels for
tomorrow's challenge. While they could each slow the flow of urine, only
Noah could stop it and sadly he couldn't start it again. But they
persevered. This was one talent that they were all keen to develop after
Kevin demonstrated it on the first morning. Their instructor had developed
his internal muscles to the point where he could effortlessly stop and
start the flow of semen or urine at will. They laughed and applauded and he
pumped jets of urine in the shower like a lawn sprinkler. It was just
amazing. And, of course, when Kevin came, the five or six shots always went
up and over his head. Every boy watched and said to himself, I want to do
that...

The four contenders finished up, rinsed their boners off under the showers
and then dried them with some quick pelvic thrusts. They returned to the
Dining Room and settled back uneasily onto their pronged, vibrating
chairs. The meal tonight was delicious and tangy and seasoned heavily, so
they could only just make out the taste of seminal fluid in the sauce.

After dinner, the boys returned to the scarlet and black Meditation Room
for full body massage and the nightly Auto Fellatio Challenge. Since most
of them had earned demerits, they didn't feel much pressure and just lay
back enjoying the feel of their partner's deft fingers. Only the four
contenders looked wary and watched each other's reflections in the great
mirrored wall.

The room was always kept at 100 degrees for hot yoga, but the massage balm
was even hotter to the touch. It was made from pints of adult ejaculate
mixed with herbs and scented oils. Their slicked skins were magnificent and
something in the balm glittered like diamonds in the lighting. Kevin told
them that the semen was collected from adults as they watched their
struggles on the monitors. It was a symbol of the adults coaxing along the
group until they could become 'Big Boys.' The group agreed it was pretty
sexy to think that they were watching them and jacking off. They took to
putting on a little show for the cameras in the corner as they rubbed the
semen into their partner's young flesh.

Kevin watched the beautiful naked boys and thought about the weeks ahead
when they would begin their semen worship. As he watched their partners
apply the aromatic semen balm, he decided that it had been two days for him
and he desperately needed to make a contribution to the chalice this
evening after watching the boys during their auto fellatio practice.

-Oh, that's just so fucking hot, Jacob Jackson said in the Monitoring
Station. His eyes flicked from the girl's monitor to the boy's and then
back again. He zoomed in on Kelli Smith as she seductively massaged oils
into his daughter's perfect butt. Lily gyrated her hips in a slow,
seductive spiral under her friend's healing palms.

On the left screen, his boy Cayden was getting his calves worked on by the
little Halston boy. Max tapped him playfully on the sole of one of his feet
and his lean, handsome son flipped over sporting a big smile and an even
bigger erection which waggled back and forth as he settled into place. Max
spread more of the balm on his hands and began slowly working up Cayden's
legs.

-Sweet Jesus, his father whistled at the screen and pulled his own cock out
of his shorts. It was slick with precum as he began to work his inches. Max
moved slowly up the sides of Cayden's calves and up each thigh with both
palms, first left then right. His boy smiled at Max as he worked, his dick
raised steel. Max reached his hips, but then made a point of skirting
around Cayden's erection working up his concave abs to his taut little
chest.

The tension was killing Jacob as he stroked himself faster and his eyes
returned to the girl's side. He moaned with pleasure at what he saw. Lily
was now on lying on her back as well. All of the girls were. Kelli Smith
kneeled over his daughter's stomach and was masturbating her. Kelli's hand
was shaped into Hook 'em Horns with her second and third fingers thrust up
inside Lily. Her hand deftly probed his 10 year old girl, her palm stroking
his girl's clit and shaved pubis with each stroke.

Jacob was close. His nostrils flared and he turned back to the boys. His
son lay back smiling lazily as Max got more of the semen balm on his
palms. With the precision of surgeon, he grazed his boy's shaft and worked
the balm in with a feathered stroke. With quick flicks of his wrist and
Cayden's boner was slick and glistening. A single drop of precum puddled on
his son's oiled skin like dew.

-Oh, fuck here it comes, Jacob said as he climaxed into the chalice. The
first two shots went clear over the other rim, but he was able to aim his
cock down and each subsequent pulse of hot fluid collected in the base.

-A little something for tomorrow's massage, he thought with a smile and
shook the last viscous drop into the chalice.



After they had limbered up, the first team of boys readied themselves for
the Auto Fellatio Challenge. The first team of boys made little progress in
gaining sufficient flexibility to taste their own flesh. Again, only Colt
was flexible enough to engulf his own shaft. The taste of his own flesh was
so erotic and he felt the jolts of pleasure as his loins began to
convulse. Colt managed to take the shaft to his circumcision line. He
climaxed almost immediately as his beautiful cock erupted a flood of thick
creamy semen into his own mouth while he beating his fists on the mat in
frustration as his seed pulsed in ropes down his own throat.

Max for the first time was able to lick the tip of his penis with his
tongue. Not enough, but better than he had been doing. They toweled off and
switched places with their partners.

-Okay, this is it, Noah thought to himself as he twisted left and then
right to loosen his lower back. Colt crouched behind him and gave an
encouraging thumbs-up in the mirror. With everyone in place, Kevin rang a
small tone and the timer started. All seven boys bent over at the waist,
their partners supporting their backs and helping to aim their erections
into their mouths.

Noah and Thomas Taylor were the only two who were able reach their
cockheads and their cheeks fluttered with suction as they worked. The other
five realized that they were beat, but took the time to keep straining, to
keep improving. In the mirror, though, all eyes followed Noah and
Tom. Their partners used the pressure points that Kevin had taught them to
release the spine and allow them to move closer to the tip of their own
cock. All of the boys were getting closer.

Neither Noah nor Thomas had cum that day and their nuts were pulled up
tight and filled to capacity. This was the real test.

-Two minutes, Colt whispered. You've got this. Come on...

Noah was able to get perhaps an inch more in his mouth than Thomas, but
that was no help in this competition. He tried to keep his suction even and
light to keep control, but even that wasn't working. Every fiber in his
being was screaming to suck harder and swallow it all. He hazarded a quick
glance at Thomas next to him in the mirror and their eyes by chance met.

Thomas was fighting but feared he was losing the fight. His partner Matt
Colby leaned down slightly on his shoulders as he hooked his arms under his
legs. By bobbing his head, he could just about keep the tip in his
mouth. The heat in the room was oppressive and his sandy blond hair
darkened with sweat. As he bobbed, lips pursed, his bangs brushed against
his shaved testicles over and over and over again. He narrowed his eyes in
frustration. That gentle tickle was going to set him off, he just knew
it. He was so close. His mind raced. He wanted to shout to Matt for help,
but had his flared head in his mouth and couldn't think of exactly how Matt
could even help if he wanted to.

-Three minutes, dude, Matt said breathless and put a little more pressure
on Tom's back.

Many of the boys had stopped their attempts and just watched Thomas and
Noah in the mirror, licking their lips in sympathy and anticipation. The
room got still and seemed to get even hotter.

Noah fought his every instinct and kept to slow even head bobs. His back
strained. The sweat ran off him in rivulets. He watched it run down his
shaved abdomen and slither down each side of his nuts and he kept
sucking. His spirits collapsed as he tasted it. The salty viciousness
seeped into his mouth as his seed rose. He panted in and out through his
nose trying to regain control.

He had it, he thought. It was retreating. But the sweet precum covered his
tongue as he sucked and only intensified the animal part of his brain
bellowing for him to loose his seed. His will was fading, he looked up at
Thomas' reflection and saw he was slowing. He was clearly right on the edge
too.

Eyes clamped shut, cheeks working, Thomas tried every angle he could but
couldn't stop his sweat-soaked hair from dancing on his sensitive balls. He
had tasted his own fluids for over a minute now. It was just too much. If
he stopped now, at least he could avoid pushups and try again tomorrow. His
stomach clenched and his balls tightened. It was over. There was a sudden
surge of thick hot creamy boy semen that exploded in Thomas' mouth. He was
so angry that he had lost control, but the bolts of orgasmic pleasure that
raced through his body were amazing. Thomas gagged as a huge jet of his own
semen coated the back of his throat. Thomas could not believe that he was
filling his own mouth and throat with his thick creamy seed.

Thomas threw himself back on the mat and covered his face in shame. Only
Noah remained and slowly his peers crowded around.

-30... seconds... left, Colt said his voice choked and trembling.

The blood rushed in Noah's ears and the world seemed to turn to gray and
out of focus. All he could see was his boner, his proud, thick boner. Since
the shot, the 11 year old boy had rocketed ahead in development and was now
just as thick as his 13 year old brother Zach and even a half inch
longer. He balls rose and fell and dumped clear fluid into his mouth as he
worked. The sweat ran into his eyes and stung. His boner was all there was
in the universe now. He thought back dimly to a year ago, losing his
virginity to his sister Hannah. He thought of his loving and tender mom
Christie who let him mount her two, three, four times per day during his
hormone shot deliriums. Moist, pink, pliant, his animal brain ripped
control from him and his strokes got even deeper as he took over half his
erection into his mouth and sucked harder. The flared head swelled on his
tongue. His eyes rolled back in his head and whole body shook.

Ping.

It was the timer, Kevin's timer. He had done it. He'd won.

The room erupted in a deafening chorus of whistles and cheers and everyone
stood, everyone but Colt who remained crouching behind his victorious
friend. Only Colt noticed in the frenzied tumult that Noah hadn't
stopped. He was still blowing himself as if he hadn't heard anything.

-Dude, knock it off. You won, Colt said nervously.

But Noah was miles away by then, his white blond hair slicked with sweat
bobbed and then froze on a down stroke.

A terrified silence fell over the room as they watched Noah convulse.

-Mmmrph... mmrph.. Mullph, he said as his cock pumped what seemed like a
half gallon of semen deep into his mouth. Stored up for two torturous days,
his cum poured out, his climax soared like a flock of doves flying up for
the clouds. He swallowed most of his precious boy cream, a calm stillness
coming over him as he drank. His lips released his erection and he looked
at it, dumbly tilting his head this way and that. He gave the head one last
loving lick as the last of his seed ran down his chin.

Noah laid back, his eyes closed and the rest of the room turned their eyes
to Kevin.

-That was awesome! he shouted and ran to Noah to help him onto his feet.

-But, I messed up, Noah said, I shot off...

-You did nothing of the kind, you beautiful boy, Kevin said beaming. He
lifted Noah up under both arms and he dangled stunned. Kevin held him close
and kissed him long and passionately as they shared the last of his sperm.

-I... I... don't get it, Thomas said mystified.

-Oh, the Challenge was to hold out for five minutes and he did that. After
that, he could cum a river and he'd still win the challenge. You found the
loophole, Noah!

-I... Ummm... I... love the loophole, Sir...

Noah was surrounded by his cheering admirers slapping him on the back and
mussing his mane of hair.

-But you will need to hurry, Kevin said. The door to the room opened and a
grinning Jacob Jackson entered waving briefly to his son Cayden.

Noah looked confused.

-Yes, hurry up! Noah. Colt. Follow Mr. Jackson here to the Studio. Noah has
one more climax he's owed.

-What?!? Max Halston said stunned. He gets to cum twice?

-Of course, Kevin said ushering Noah and Colt into the hallway. He beat the
challenge. Every time you master one of our tasks, your reward is another
sanctioned orgasm. Colt can help him out...

Thomas Taylor raising his hand, I know we have to be naked and shaved and
all, but is it alright if I wear a headband tomorrow?

Their tutor smoothed his loin cloth and smiled thoughtfully.



The girls were enjoying some relaxation in the sauna-like heat of their
Meditation Room. There were no challenges associated with their massage
hour, so they took it as a respite from the tense activities of the
day. All the stress of laps in the lagoon and frigging lessons melted away
in the loving hands of their partners. The scent of the semen oil was
intoxicating.

Sally watched pleased as the girls lazily masturbated each other and she
reflected on a day well spent. It was only the fourth day and she had
already awarded six challenges for the Girl's Weighted Hip Thrusts, two for
Kegel Strengthening, a whopping eleven for Fellatio on the volunteers and
even two for the stamina driven Frigging Challenge. There were a few
concerns here and there, but she was still confident that they would get
all of her girls across the finish line in time for the Insemination
Celebration. They just had to keep working. Now if only they had some 'Big
Boys' to actually inseminate them...

The door opened and Sally got to her feet.

Jacob Jackson entered holding one end of a large gold trough by its
handle. Ted Taylor followed him beaming and holding the other end. Sally
cheered despite herself.

-Okay, Babies! Everyone gather round. The girls approached cautiously.

The men set the trough down and they saw it was filled with water that
steamed in tendrils. Bobbing inside was a single, clear flask.

-Who is the recipient? Sally asked eagerly.

-It's my daughter, Ted said. Sara, would you come here please?

Sara approached cautiously her naked skin glistened and shimmered from the
massage oils. Ted handed her the flask and she stared at it
uncomprehendingly.

It was filled with milky fluid and marked 'NOAH' and...

She looked at her father for confirmation.

-Yes, Sara. He said smiling, it's his seed. Noah was the first to pass one
of the Boy's Challenges and he's on his way to being a 'Big Boy.' This is a
gift for you to drink.

She clutched the warm cylinder to her budding breast and spun to face the
other girls.

-Go on! they shouted. Do it!

She flipped the stopper top and downed his thick, salty seed in one massive
gulp. The girls cheered and surrounded her. Noah's twin sister Emily took
the empty tube and rolled it in her palms watching the residue cling to
glass. She was just so proud of him.

She handed the flask back to Ted and wondered how long it would be before
Will started sending over gifts for her to drink.

It wasn't long at all.



THE SIXTH DAY

Four flasks were sent to the girls and consumed.



THE EIGHTH DAY

Eight flasks were consumed.





Note to Readers:



If you have not read all of the stories about the island, I suggest that
you start with the first chapter of Family Love Boat and continue through
Incest Island. You can find all of my stories at www.asstr.org/~mack1137.



Please let me know if you enjoyed the latest chapter of Incest Island. Many
of the scenes were based on requests and ideas from readers. Thanks to all
who contributed. Let me know if you want it to continue and what your
thoughts and ideas are for where you'd like to see the story go.



Thanks,

Mack

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