Date: Mon, 26 Dec 2011 01:12:05 -0500
From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com>
Subject: Ecstasy Isle Chapter 4

This story does not follow the usual pattern of erotic fiction.  It is not
written in first person nor does the plot follow that of so many stories
here on Nifty.org. This is totally a fantasy work, no actual people are
involved.  It does involve adult/teen sexual encounters of both sexes.  If
you do not wish to be exposed to such material, stop here. If you are not
18 years of age, stop here. If it is illegal for you to read such material
where you reside, stop here.

Some people will find the style disconcerting.  I write in something
approaching real time and there is a great deal of dialogue, especially
during the sexual encounters (dirty talk).  All dialogue printed in UPPER
CASE indicates orgasmic dialogue in a raised voice but not necessarily
shouting. This is purely jack-off material, designed to bring a maximum of
erotic pleasure to the reader. I would enjoy hearing just how much sexual
pleasure readers derive from it. In the beginning, the story is mostly gay
but as it progresses, it becomes decidely bisexual. Although the story
involves the kidnapping of the main character early on, the boy eventually
comes to accept and relish his new life.  It does not in any way condone
kidnapping but simply utilizes it as a logical plot device in the beginning
of the story.

I welcome responses to: crackerjacker18@hotmail.com I will probably respond
but I am not interested in any form of online relationship. Happy
jacking...or jerking...or wanking...or whatever...


ECSTASY ISLE

Chapter Four

"Fuck, it's big enough for two alright," Kevin cried when he saw the glass
and pink marble enclosure.  "It's fuckin' big enough for TWENTY two!  You
all shower together to save water?"

Terry pulled Kevin in, both of them under the stinging spray.  "Desalinized
seawater, no need to save anything." Terry said as he pulled the boy into
his arms and kissed his lips ravenously. "Gotta teach you how to fuckin'
kiss and kiss hard, too."

"AIIIIERGHIIEIIGHEHGHHHIIIEGHHH...OHHHHH FUCCCCKKKKK...." Kevin cried out.

"What's the matter, water too hot?" Terry was alarmed at the boy's
ourburst.

"No, I just cum again...or tried to..." Keven gasp as he peeked down at his
hard, throbbing boy-cock, watching it pulsating in an instantaneous,
involuntary orgasm, just from what Terry's lips were doin to him as they
kissed.  "You just made me cum by kissing me!"

"Fuck, you didn't tell me you had a hair trigger cock!" Terry released him,
reaching for Kevin's cock, stroking it gently, soaping it up, getting it
ready for yet another blast of sexual pleasure to rock the boy to the very
core of his sexual being.

"You shouldn't kiss me so hard, it makes me cum." Kevin gasped, his orgasm
still trekking within him, up and down his spine from his cock to his
sex-muddled brain.

Terry held him, hugging him, feeling his naked little pleasure boy
trembling in his wet arms. "I'll have to be more careful next time."

"No, don't, don't be more careful, I like it, I like to feel it...feel my
orgasms.  I'd like to feel twenty hundred orgasms a day, like you said."
Kevin's cock jerked between them, still throbbing and pulsating rythmically
as the boy endured the sexual after effects of his most recent orgasm.

"Little man, we're gonna have to cut back on your SMG, you can't handle
it." Terry told Kevin.  "Orgasms are great and all, every boy should have a
dozen or so of'em a day, but involuntary, instantaneous orgasms, shooting
cum whenever someone even kisses you...man, that could get to be a
nuisance, no matter how good they feel." Terry explained as they soaped
each other up, running their hands freely over each other's firm nakedness.

"We gonna do it again, this time in the shower?" Kevin asked bluntly.

"I thought we just did," Terry kissed him yet again.  Then he looked down
at Kevin's cock. "You cum again?"

"Not that time...you didn't kiss me hard enough."

"Nor will I," Terry told him.  "You're only twelve...your cock, your body,
your balls, aren't mature yet, I'm not sure WHAT kind of havoc the SMG is
playing with your reproductive system, Colt's the only one younger than you
we ever used it on.  He did okay, no problem but...."

"Colt must be one hot fucker, as much as you guys keep talkin' about him."
Kevin smiled as they rinsed, fondling one another sexually.

"Colt is...Colt...hot, horny, cute as a pixie...theirteen going on twenty
but looks eleven, looks maybe even younger than you, nice cock,
though...little smaller than yours but, god does he fuckin' know how to use
it." Terry sighed as he dried Kevin's upthrust cock and tiny balls.  They
looked strangely incongruous next to that impressive boy-cock, which they
supported.  Maybe that was why Kevin was so sexually sensitive, his tiny,
boyish testicals couldn't handle the drug."

"I can't wait to try him out," kevin sighed, no looking forward to his
captivity rather than dreading it.

"That's a good way of putting it," Terry laughed as he sank to the soft
carpet before Kevin and sucked the boy's cock between his lips.

"You're gonna give me another of them orgasm thingies," Kevin vowed holding
Terry's head gently in his hands, directing the older boy as Terry sucked
him.  This time there was not the tension between them.  This time Kevin
knew what to expect.  This time Terry was not forcing his cock upon him.

"Good..." Terry lifted his lips from Kevin's cock long enough to say,
before chowing down on it yet again, pouring on the juice, getting Kevin's
hair-trigger libido heated and stirred within the boy.

"That SMG stuff, it makes me just wanna cum and cum and cum, again and
again all day long." Kevin intently fucked his proud, young boy-cock
between Terry's sucking lips, using his new sexual friend as a sort of jack
off tool, feeling the older boy's sucking lips propelling him towards
deeply orgasmic pleasure. Kevin fell silent now, savoring the pleasure
building within him, rocking now a little forward and backward, in sync
with Terry's talented sucking lips.  The urgency was somehow gone, this
time, he wanted to feel it long term, make it last...forever... maybe
longer."

Terry continued sucking the boy's cock, even as Kevin babbled on, though
his incessant chatter seemed to be ebbing a little as the really serious
feelings of pleasure began to roll over him.

Terry recognized the lull.  Some boys got real quiet when they got sucked,
others went wild sexually, heaving, thrusting, pounding their cocks until
they shot.  Kevin seemed a combination of the two, sometimes hot and rowdy,
other times quiet, sweet, and delicious.  At the moment, he was quiet,
sweet, and oh so delicious.

"Man, you're really gettin' to me...gettin' to my cock, oahhehhghehhh
maaaannn!" Kevin sighed as he started feeling like he was cumming.

Terry wanted more than anything to make him cum, to suck him off and make
him explode with sexual pleasure without the distraction of trying to suck
his very first cock this time.  He sucked a little faster.

The increase of pace didn't go unnoticed, it was just that Kevin was so
lost in his aching, sexual pleasure he could barely breathe.  He felt
helpless; caught in a sexual trap, his cock was his master now that Jason
and Terry had unleashed a torrent on new sexual feelings within him and
made accessing them so quick and easy.

"You ready to cum?" Terry paused a second to ask.

"Yes, yes, yes, ohhhhh fuckin' yesssss..." Kevin felt Terry stir the
pleasure within him, somehow realizing he knew how to stoke the fires of
sexual pleasure, he just didn't know how to put them out. But Kevin didn't
want them put out, he wanted the string of pounding hard orgasms to just go
on and on forever. He felt Terry vary the pace, sometimes sucking fast,
sometimes slow, sometimes hard, sime time easy. The thrill of sexual
pleasure was almost too much for him to endure.

"Okay, kid hang on, gonna suck the cum right outta your fuckin' balls!"
Terry smiled up at him as his lips returned to Kevin's overheated boy-cock.

"Aiiahehghghhh...ahgheighehhgh...eaeighehghehghghh..." Kevin gasped as the
pleasure overtook him, quickly building and building, his cock and balls
aching with pleasure, his loins heaving, pulsating, "I'm gonna cum, man,
I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna fuckin'...fuckin...cum...CUM...CUM
...AEIIGEHHGEHGHGH GOD, FUCKIN' CUMMIN; CUMMIN;
CUMMIN;...AEIGHEHEHRHGHHHGHGHHHHG GOD, THE FEELING, CUMMING, CUMMING HARD,
AHGEHGHEHGH GOD, SUCK ME, TERRY, KEEP SUCKIN' ME, MAN, SUCK ME, SUCK ME,
FUCKIN' SUCK MY CUM, SUCK IT, SUCK IT...AGIEHGHEHHG GOD, FEELS GOOD, FEELS
GOOD, FEEELS SOOO FUCKIN' GOOOD, AGHHEHGHEHHHRHHRHHG, I CAN'T STAND IT,
AIGEHGHHE YES, YES, KEEP SUCKIN' ME, MAKE IT LAST, MAKE
IT....EHGHEHERHAHEHHGHGHG GOD, SOOOO GOOOD...AEHEHGHEHRHHRHHGH
FUUUUCCCCKKKKKKKKKKK! Kevin cried out as his sexual pleasure consumed his
every sensual and sexual fiber, gripping him, devouring his naked little
boy-body from within.  He collapsed in a heap at the floor as Terry's
sucking lips followed him down, giving no quarter, reducing the boy to a
quivering mass of sexual delerium.

Terry finally lifted his lips from the boy's cock. For a second he thought
Kevin had passed out, but his eyes were wide open, catatonic almost, his
naked little body twitching as spasms of pleasure still rocked him, still
coursing through his system.  "You gonna make it?" he asked, amazed at what
his sucking lips had done to the boy.  "You okay?"

"No." Kevin moaned. Then he popped his head up, grinning.  "Do it to me
again."

"Like hell..." Terry laughed.  "That one nearly killed you."

"God, you're a good cocksucker."  Kevin complimented him.

Terry scooped the boy's feather-light little body up in his arms and
carried him to the bed depositing him, gazing down at his seductive
nakedness, tempted to, as Kevin put it, "Do it to him again."

"Did I shoot any cum?" Kevin asked hopefully.

"Not that I could taste," Terry smiled down at the delicious little morsel
of boyflesh.

"Man, you sure got my balls churnin', I can still feel it, even now," Kevin
gazed up at him from the bed. "My cock's still throbbing."

"Yes, well, your cock's ALWAYS throbbing." Terry smiled, sitting down on
the edge of the bed next to the boy stroking his slender nakedness.  He
wanted to pull the boy up into his arms and just hold him, but he feared he
might trigger another of Kevin's instant orgasms if he did.

"Come on, suck it again, you know you want it," Kevin teased him, heaving
his ass off the bed, reaching down waving his boyish hardness about. "Come
on, suck it, just suck the fuck outta it."

"What, and have you go bonkers on us?" Terry resisted the powerful
temptation the little boy's sexy nakedness presented. "I think you've had
enough...MORE than enough sex for...for now."  Terry knew Kevin would be
the object of several other sexual encounters before they reached the
island; there was no use telling him otherwise.

"So, what am I supposed to do, just lay here, waiting for one of you guys
to come by and suck my cock?" Kevin asked, propping himself up on one
elbow.

Terry laughed.  Kevin had a way of cutting to the chase.  "You can if you
want to, or you can come up on deck, enjoy the view, the wind ruffling your
hair a little..."

"Can I, really?"  Kevin sat up, excitement written across his sweetly
beautiful face.

"You gotta promise not to try to escape...jump overboard, anything like
that." Terry joked.

"Okay, if you promise to suck me off again," Kevin bargained.

"Maybe, if you promise to quit trying to seduce me every time you twitch
that cute little ass of yours," Terry joked, pulling the boy to his feet,
hugging him, kissing his forehead, almost afraid to touch him for fear of
sending him over the edge into another delerious orgasmic state. "I'm
liable to give in and just fuck the shit outta you if you don't."

"Fuck me...you mean...you mean up the...ass?"  Kevin suddenly became
serious.

"No...not now at least," Terry reassured the boy.  "Jason would feed me to
the sharks if I so much as touched your ass, but...listen, kid, it's gonna
happen, if not now, later...and not too MUCH later either, you understand?"

"Your cock is so BIG," Kevin gasped, fondling the mighty shaft.

"Yes, I know, probably not my cock, but..Colt, one of the other boys on the
island...one more your size, there's a lot of fuckin' goes on, don't think
for an instant you ain't gonna be part of it." Terry warned.  "So get used
to the idea."

"Does it hurt?"  Kevin asked as he followed Terry out into the main salon.

"I ain't gonna lie to you, kid, it hurts a little...okay it hurts like hell
the first time...did for me anyway," Terry recalled.  "If the other guy's
not too big...if he's gentle...yeah, it'll hurt some, but then it starts
feeling good...once he starts riding your prostate, boy, it'll drive you
around the corner, up the wall, and halfway to the moon."

Kevin laughed at Terry's way with words.  "Sounds like quite a trip."

"You got it, kid, you got it," Terry laughed, putting his arm around Kevin
as they went out onto the spacious rear deck.

"Gee, we're really goin' fast!" Kevin cried as he saw, rather than merely
felt the boat's movement through the water.  The sea was smooth, the sun a
little hazy, he wondered if Terry had any sunscreen.

"Just stretch out over there, relax, maybe work on your tan, enjoy your
time off, you'll be returning to duty soon enough." Terry pointed to on of
the deeply tufted loungers nearby.

"Duty?" Kevin asked.

"God, you're so innocent..." Terry marveled at the boy.  "COCK duty...toy
boy duty...didn't Jason explain to you? You're our main attraction, our
sexual plaything for this cruise."

"Oh..." Kevin reacted, almost forgetting why he was being held captive,
almost forgetting that he WAS, in fact, being held captive.  "Someone gonna
come suck me off?"

"Probably any second now," Terry joked, "keep it fuckin' hard."

"Like I had any choice," kevin laughed, batting around the aching hardness
jutting up from his thin, hairless groin as he stretched out in the
lounger.

"I'm going topside, see if Jason's still got any cock left after last
night," Terry joked as he went up the steps to the bridge on the deck
above.  "Just don't go jackin' off, you're gonna need all the cum...okay, I
forgot, you can't cum yet, okay, go ahead, jack off all you like."

"I'll resist the urge," Kevin promised, though he wasn't sure he could.
His cock cried out for still more action, the need aching deep in his loins
for still more sexual pleasure.

Kevin was alone for no more than a few minutes, his eyes closed, enjoying
the sun, enjoying the soft breeze swirling around the yacht as it moved
rapidly through the water.

"Hi."

Kevin opened his eyes in surprise.

"I'm Andrew, you must be Kevin."

Kevin smiled. "You're the cook, right?"

"Cook, yeah, that and the rest of the whole damned crew," Andrew joked,
extending his hand, shaking Kevin's as he sat down on the lower part of the
lounger next to Kevin's.  "I watched you last night.  You were
spectacular!"

"So I heard," Kevin smiled.  Andrew appeared to be about Terry's age but he
was built smaller, maybe twenty pounds lighter.  Like Terry, he was naked
and looked younger than he probably was.

"I was jackin' off so much, I could hardly handle the comeras." Andrew
laughed.  Like the rest of them, Andrew's six-inch cock was hot, hard, and
horny.

"How many times did you cum? Kevin questioned.

"Well, the first time was the minute I saw you and Terry come in," Andrew
began, "God, you're so fuckin' beautiful, mannnnn..."

"Thank you," Kevin smiled.  He'd never considered his looks anything really
special until everyone on the boat kept telling him how cute and how sexy,
and how beautiful he was.  He was starting to get used to it.  He liked
being sexy.

"You are, you got a nice cock, too, just beautiful..." Andrew went on,
eyeing the boy.

"Yours looks pretty nice too," Kevin returned the compliment a bit
awkwardly.  He wasn't sure what else to say.  Being a human sex toy was new
to him.  "you wanna suck me?"

Andrew seemed taken aback by Kevin's abrupt, blunt question.  He looked
around nervously.  He obviously DID want to suck Kevin's cock, but he
wasn't sure if he should. 'Uhhh...let me go check, see if it's okay."

"Okay?"  It was a question but Andrew took it as an opportunity to rush off
in search of permission to enjoy their prize passenger sexually.

"Don't go way, I'll be right back," Andrew admonished as he rushed off.

Go away, yeah, like I could...even if I wanted to, Kevin said to himself as
he watched the deeply tanned teenager hurry off.  Kevin guessed he was
about sixteen.  He was startled to realize he actually wanted to suck the
older boy's cock.  He was becoming gay.  The realization troubled him for
only a moment, then he pushed it aside.  So what?  Gay felt good.  Gay
mean't getting cute guys sucking you off, makin' you shoot...makin' you
have orgasms...lots of orgasms.  The very word reminded him he wanted to
have another one.  He waited impatiently for Andrew to return to give it to
him.

He didn't have to wait long.  In a minute or two, Andrew returned, leaping
down the steep set of steps in almost a single bound.  "Jason said it was
okay, I could do whatever I want." Andrew cried excitedly as he returned.
"I'll go get some KY, be right back, okay?"

KY?  What's that, Kevin wondered?

He didn't have to wonder long.  Andrew returned in less than a minute with
a tube of some kind of ointment gel.  He opened it and squeezed out some,
then smoothed it over his cock.  "Get up, let me get ya all greased up."

"Huh?" Kevin reacted as Andrew pulled him to his feet.

"Bend over, spread your cheeks," Andrew ordered.

Accustomed now to obeying orders more or less without question, Kevin
obeyed, except he spread the wrong set of cheeks.

Andrew laughed uproarously.  He spread the right set of cheeks himself,
probing with his middle finger up inside Kevin's rectal orifice.

"HEY!" Kevin reacted in surprise to the probing sensation. "What you
doing?"

"Getting you lubed up, so we can FUCK!"  Andrew gripped Kevin's hips, now
probing with his cock where his finger had just been.  His cock was
considerably larger than his finger.

"FUCK!" kevin cried in horror.

"Fuck yeah, you act like you never been fucked before!" Andrew laughed as
he pressed the head of his horny, hard cock between Kevin's ass cheeks,
seeking entrance into the boy.

"I AIN'T," Kevin protested, clenching his ass, resisting the sexual assault
of Andrew's teenaged cock.

"Oooo, I like that, playing the virgin, turns me on!" Andrew cried as his
cockhead popped through Kevin's clenched sphincter.

"OooOOoaolaowwwwwwwwooowOOOWWWWWWWWW..." Kevin wailed in pain as he learned
the real meaning of getting fucked.  "Please, please, PLEASE, STOP, STOP,
YOU'RE HURTING ME, YOUR COCK'S TOO BIG!!!

"WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!" Kevin heard Jason's angry voice as
the man bounded down the stairs and grabbed Andrew jerking him bodily from
Kevin's aching ass. "When I said you could do anything you wanted, I didn't
mean you could fuckin' RAPE the kid!"

"But...but..." Andrew stammered in dismay.  That's literally what he'd
thought...anything meant anything.

Jason pulled Kevin into his arms, "You okay, did he hurt you, you
bleeding?" Jason kissed him, holding him tightly.  "Get the fuck outta my
sight, dammit, before I do a little raping myself!" Jason screamed angrily
at his chief cook and bottle washer.

Andrew beat a hasty retreat back to his galley.

"Kevin, I'm sorry, I had no idea he'd...ohhhh, Kevin, I love you so much,
I'd never...I'll never let something like this happen to you again, please
forgive me, son, for not watching over you," Jason murmured against his
lips.  The man seemed almost in tears.

"I'm okay," Kevin sobbed, more frightened than hurt.  "Terry said it would
hurt...it did...on the island, do I have to let guys fuck me and stuff?"

"Terry told you that?"  Jason reacted with more anger.

Kevin nodded slightly.

"TERRY!  TERRY!  GET YOUR FUCKIN' SORRY ASS DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT! Jason
yelled up toward the bridge.

An instant later, Terry was on deck with some explaining to do.

"First of all, get that fucker Andrew, lock him in his cabin then throw the
key overboard!" Jason ordered. "Or, hell, throw HIM overboard."

"I'll lock him up," Terry chose the first option.  "What'd he do?"

"He tried to RAPE Kevin," Jason continued to hold the trembling naked boy
tightly in his arms.

"On second though, I'LL throw him overboard." Terry changed his mind.

"Just lock him up," Jason wasn't up to punishing rape with murder. "Then
fuckin' get your ass back here!"

"Yes, sir," Terry said crisply as he hurried off to play jailer. An angry
Jason was not one to be trifled with.

"I'm so sorry about all this, Kevin, please forgive me, they're BOTH gonna
pay for this," Jason promised.

"Pay for what?" Kevin asked. "What'd Terry do?"

"Tried to scare the fuck outta you is all," Jason told him softly.  "Nobody
is going to do anything to you, your ass or otherwise, you don't want done
to you.  You understand that?"

"I don't have to get fucked...even when we get to the island...you know,
with the other boys?" Kevin sought reassurance.

"Listen, Kevin, fucking is serious business.  Boys can get hurt. It's
painful the first time...as you just found out," Jason spoke to him softly,
earnestly, lovingly. "I wish I could, but I'm not going to promise no one's
ever going to fuck you, but...when they do...it's going to be because you
WANT to get fucked. You understand that?"

"That's what Terry said," Kevin sighed. "He said it would hurt some...he
said one of the boys my own age, Colt maybe, might fuck me...someone whose
cock I could handle..."

"He said that?  Terry told you that?"  Jason questioned him.  Kevin nodded.
That wasn't word for word but he hoped it might get Terry out of hot water.

Terry was back.  He handed Jason a key.  "Here, you can do the honors."

Jason started to stick it in his pocket only to realize he didn't have
one--one of the worst parts about being a nudist. He looked about
frustrated.

"Anything else?" Terry asked fearfully.

"YES! No...nothing...YES, rustle us up some food, you just got demoted to
cook from now on until I decide what to do with our...onboard RAPIST..."
Jason ordered as Terry wasted no time getting out of the man's angry
presence.  "And take it fuckin' easy on the SALT!" Jason yelled after him.