Date: Sat, 31 Dec 2011 11:28:39 -0800 (PST)
From: John Marshall <crackerjacker1982@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ecstasy Isle Chapter 8

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: crackerjacker1982@yahoo.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 8

"So, how's my favorite little stud-muffin doin'?" Jason asked as he gazed
down at the two beautiful, young naked bodies sprawled across the bed.
"You give my daughter a good, hard fucking?"

"More the other way around," Kevin stroked his still-hard cock, "Man, she's
quite the cock hound."

"Interesting way of putting it," Jason laughed, "but yes, I guess one might
say that."

"You gonna join us, daddy, you want a little cock action?" Tina invited.
"My cunt's hungry for another cock, ya wanna fuck me?"

"Do I want to?" Jason laughed, "girl, I'm ALWAYS wanting to fuck you, but
right now, I thought we might kind of show Kevin around a little more, get
him used to the place and what all goes on around here."  Jason extended
the young boy a hand and pulled him up from the bed. "Maybe we can all fuck
each other later, okay?"

"Okay, but I might have to masturbate a time or two between now and then,"
Tina joked, "just to keep in practice."

"She's an orgasm addict," Jason smiled as he kissed Kevin's lips, then
headed with Kevin and Tina outside to the broad, flagstone deck leading
next door to the "dorm."

"Aren't we all?" Tina hugged her dad as they walked. "You're gonna love
this place.  The boys are on call 24/7 in case we need someone to enjoy at
a moment's notice."

"I once caught her with FOUR of them in bed with her at the same time."
Jason recalled.  "She was servicing three cocks at the same time while the
other guy...Mikey I think, had just fucked her so hard he'd lost his
hardon."

"Which, if you know anything about hardons around here, don't happen very
often," Tina added.

"And it went on like that all night," Jason continued as they neared the
dorm. "By morning, NONE of the four could carry on.  And this from boys
especially chosen and trained for sexual stamina."

"Even daddy's pills and potions have their limitations," Tina joked as they
slid open another sliding glass door and entered the sleeping area of the
dorm.

Tina had been right.  The dorm was eye-popping; the afternoon sun beamed
in, revealing two king-size beds on a balcony overlooking a massive
fountain with four huge identical marble sculptures of nude male figures in
the center.  Across the broad opening Kevin could see two more identical
beds.  He assumed one of them would be his. A broad set of steps led down
to the fountain. On one of the beds across the way two naked boys were
enjoying a rowdy sixty-nine, obliviously sucking on one another's cocks
like no one else in the world existed.

"That's Darin and Davy...talk about your cock hounds..." Tina pointed out.

They moved around the giant opening with its massive fountain exploding up
nearly to the ceiling, passing a tastefully restrained living room area
with white furniture and a red rug featuring some kind of oriental
character in the center. "I don't know where the other boys are, maybe over
in the main house fucking my wife, I don't know." Jason joked as they
headed down the broad steps to the lower level.

"WOW, it's beautiful," Kevin gushed as he was able to take in the central
fountain.  The sculptural figures were exquisitely sensual, each facing a
different direction, pure white, gleaming wetly from the drenching, gushing
fountain.  It was nothing short of spectacular.  "Man, if that don't make
you wanna cum..."  he joked.

"You're looking at a million dollars, right there," Jason nodded.  "It's
called 'The Glorification of the Male Sex'."

"Dad's taste in art runs decidedly to the obscenely male," Tina observed as
they reached the lower level and gazed outside at yet another set of still
broader stone steps leading down to yet another lower level and yet another
the swimming pool.

"This level over there has a kitchen and eating area, bathroom, showers
(notice the mirrors behind the open showers)." Jason pointed out, "for guys
who like to fuck in the shower and watch the action at the same time."

On the other side of the fountain was a fireplace with an animal skin rug
before it, seemingly designed specifically for sex.  Next to that was a
gleaming white, polished marble dance floor so reflective they looked like
they were walking on mirror images of themselves as they crossed toward
sliding glass doors opening onto a terrace and the steps leading down to
the pool level. Above them another balcony completely encircled the pool,
allowing for a view of the luscious, garden-like area. Two palm trees rose
from near the steps, towering well above the upper level.  "This is like
some kind of, sultan's palace," Kevin exclaimed as the started on down
toward the pool. In the pool were Terry and a blond boy Kevin had seen but
couldn't remember his name.

"Looks like Terry and Dylan are about to have some rather wet sex," Jason
observed loudly enough for Terry to hear, "when he's supposed to be
refeuling the boat."

"Okay, okay, soon as we make each other cum," Terry pleaded as he and the
his naked young boy began to move sexually against one another.

"Dylan has a hair trigger cock, it won't be long," Tina noted as their
attention was rivited to the two naked teens in the water.

A few steps down from the rather elongated pool was the white sand of the
beach and a short distance beyond that, waves lapped the shoreline.  Kevin
had to urge to plunge in, but he also wanted to see the rest of the island.

"Over there is part of daddy's erotic art collection," Tina pointed to two
very large framed paintings hanging on the stone wall facing the pool. Each
featured two naked teenaged boys with hard, upthrust cocks posing together
as if about to make love.  Between the two paintings were three easels, one
of which had an unfinished painting of a nude boy. Kevin recognized the boy
but couldn't recall his name. "All the boys here are excellent artists,"
Tina added, noting Kevin's interest. I'm sure one of them will be wanting
to do a portrait of you before the day is over."

The idea appealed to Kevin. He found himself looking forward to it.

"Pick your partner, I like paintings of boys fucking each other...or
sucking.  Sucking is good too." Jason smiled, hugging Kevin warmly, "Maybe
you and Colt, my two favorite little sex boys."

"I'M CUMMING!" They heard Dylan cry from the pool as Terry fucked their
naked bodies together against the side of the pool, grinding their hard,
throbbing cocks against one another.  "OHHHH, YES, YES, YES, TERRY, MAKIN'
ME CUM, MAN, MAKIN' ME FUCKIN' CUM, OHEHGHEH GYEAH, YOUR COCK, YOUR COCK,
OHEHHGH GOD, YOUR FUCKIN' COCK IS MAKIN' ME CUMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmm..." The
beautiful, young boy cried out in naked sexual ecstasy as Terry sexually
molested him.

"Ohhhh, fuck yes, do it, boy, blow your load, kid, shoot it, shoot it all,
ooehhgheh fuck yeah, feels good, feels good, fucking you, fuckin' your
cock, gonna make me cum too, man, ohhh yeah, fuck yes, gettin' close,
ohehhghehg god, ohhhhh fuck, feels good, feels good, cummin' too, cummin'
TOOOO TOOOO AOWHGIEOOIHEG GOD, YES, SHOOOTIN' MY LOAD TOO, OEGHEHHHE GOD,
YOU FUCK GOOD, SOOO FUCKIN' GOOD, YEAH, YEAH, OHHHG FUCK, I LOVE FUCKIN'
NAKED YOUNG BOYS UNDERWATER, FEELIN' OUR CUM JETTING OUTTA OUR COCKS,
EOGHEHHHH FUUUCCCKKK, FUCCCK, FUCCCCKKKKKKKkkkkkkkk..." Terry's voice
trailed off as the two of them drifted down from their orgasmic high.

Jason began to applaud.  "Great show, boys, you really know how to get it
on, I almost shot my wad along with you." Jason congratulated them.

"Terry's really good fuckin' boys like that," Kevin admired the talent
displayed.

"Before we get the uncontrolable urge to join them, maybe we should hike
over to the guest house, there's someone I want you to meet," Jason
suggested as he directed the two down the steps to the beach, then around
the corner and back toward the main house. "The guest house is on the far
side overlooking two beaches, one on each side."

"Tina said you designed all this, it's amazing," Kevin sighed as he
struggled to take in all the tropical beauty surrounding them.

"Yes, well, we don't call it Ecstasy for nothing," Jason smiled, his arm
around Kevin's naked shoulders, hugging him.

"Someone new fly in this afternoon?" Tina asked her dad.  "I didn't hear
the chopper."

"No he swam ashore last night," Jason joked, "kind of sneaked in while you
were fucking...let me see, who was it..."

"Davy and Danny." Tina filled in the names.

"Right, Davy and Danny...only two?"  Jason added in surprise.

"Well, Colt butted in...as usual, I think I fucked him too but..." Tina
added as an afterthough.  She and Colt had a typical brother-sister,
love-hate relationship. In their case, they loved fucking each other but
could hardly stand one another's presence otherwise.

Kevin was still stunned by the sexual attitude as father and daughter
casually discussed her voracious sexual appetite for boys, even her own
little brother...or little "bother" as she sometimes referred to him.

"Actually he has his own boat, anchored off shore, and he DID literally
swim ashore last night." Jason explained.

"Let me guess...Zac?" Tina guessed right. "He's the only one I know with
his own yacht."

"Zac who?" Kevin asked as they strolled beneath the shading palms.

"Errr...Kevin...we don't use last names here...ever," Jason told him
firmly.  "Some of the boys have all but forgotten their last names.  Keeps
everything rather safe and annonymous...no last names and no cameras."

"But lots of paintings, right?" Kevin observed, having earlier encounterd
two or three other works depicting some of the island's naked teenaged
inhabitants.

If the "dorm" was spectacular, the guest house was nothing short of
incredible. Tina had been right, it looked nothing at all like the island's
other rather tropical-modern style structures. This one was rather
sculptural, with a long central spine leading out the length of a sandy
ridge from the main house to the heliport terminal and water tower. Jutting
off from this glorified hallway were two elevated wings overhanging the
beach where they were, while on the opposide side, two identical but much
lower structures hugged the opposite beach. The building was all white
concrete and glass.

"WILD" Kevin pronounced his architectural judgment as he gaped upward at
the cantilevered bungalows some thirty of forty feet over their heads.

"There he is now!" Tina waved excitedly to a nude male figure on a balcony
high above. "Hi, Zac!"

"Hey, man, come on down, I got someone I want you to meet!" Jason called to
him.

"If that's him, I'll be right down," Zac waved.  "Shall I jump or go around
the long way?"

"We'll meet you in the lounge," Jason called back. They turned and climbed
one of two long flights of steps up to the entrance.

Inside, Kevin observed a modest size room, almost a wide hallway with light
blue bucket-like seats.  From there he could see both beaches and the two
other guest wings which were down much closer to the water. They walked out
onto the stone floored deck.  Beneath the broad, open steps leading down to
the other beach Kevin could see yet another pool, this one apprently
reserved for residents of the guest house.

"Jamie should be around here someplace, he's the boy in charge of keeping
the guest house and satisfying the immediate sexual needs of our frequent
outside guests," Jason explained.  He's probably upstairs getting fucked by
Jesse."

Kevin started to ask "Jesse who," but then caught himself.

"Jesse's a great fuck, you should be sure to try him sometime," Tina
recommended as they waited for Zac to make his way down from his soaring
white bungalow in the sky.

"You ever have girls come as guests?" Kevin asked as he gaped around in
wonderment.

"Ohh, someimtes one of daddy's boyfriends will bring his girlfriend, if
she's broadminded enough to handle the freeforall sex around here." Tina
explained.  "Most aren't, thank god, which means lots of nice hard cocks
for me to fuck."

"Most of our guests enjoy fucking fourteen-year-old girls as much as
fourteen-year-old boys," Jason explained. "Ahhhhh, here he is," Jason
greeted Zac with a warm, bare bear hug and a couple pelvic thrusts thrown
in for good measure. They kissed for an embarrassingly long time.

"Later dad, we're waiting..." Tina teased her father as the two finally
pried their naked male bodies apart.

"Uhhh...yeah...Zac, you know Tina, and this is the newest member of our
little boy harem, this is Kevin.  Kevin is only twelve years old and just
arrived this morning," Jason explained as Kevin extended his hand to
Zac. Zac instead reached for Kevin's hard, young boy-cock and shook it a
few times.

"Nice...firm, smooth, not to big, not too small," Zac pronounced, then
pulled the stunned young boy into his arms, kissing him hard and all but
fucking him right there on the terrace.

"Zac has this hormonal problem, he fucks everything that moves," Tina
teased Zac suddenly released Kevin and grabbed her.  She too found herself
enveloped in Zac's arms. Zac's cock actually penetrated her briefly as she
climbed aboard and wrapped her nubile legs around his slender, naked hips.

"Ohh, dear...this is embarrassing," Jason pretended. "Err...later girl,
it's almost time for dinner," Jason repeated his daughter's earlier
objection to sex on the terrace.  He literally had to pry them apart.

"Eat?  Did someone mention dinner?" Zac asked as he pulled his cock from
Tina's gripping cunt. "The only thing I like better than fucking young
girls...and boys..." he nodded toward Kevin, "...is eating."

"Don't believe it, he'd rather fuck than eat, take it from me," Tina
assured Kevin.

"Of course eating young girls...and boys...is the best of both worlds." Zac
joked as they headed inside, then turned left toward the main house.

On the opposite side of the two open stairways, which led to the two upper
guest rooms, was a large sunken spa.  Beyond that, down a long windowed
corridor, was the main house with which kevin was at least somewhat
familiar.

"I can smell it from here, pork barbecue!" Zac exclaimed before they even
reached the foyer. "You ARE going to eat barbecue with me tonight, aren't
you?" Zac hugged Kevin, doing his beast Scarlett O'Hara imitation, which
was surprisingly good, even though the line hadn't belonged to Margaret
Michell's southern belle but to one of her beaus.

"I really like all your movies," Kevin gazed up at Zac adoringly, "and,
you're even more handsome in person than on film."

"Listen, little boy, you keep talking like that and we may BOTH miss
dinner," Zac joked as he seeminly took possession of his newfound friend.

"Zac, I think I should tell you, Kevin is not to be violated anally," Jason
warned. "He's much too young...too small for a cock the likes of yours...or
mine."

"Of course," Zac acknowledged, once more hugging the young boy. "Fucking is
highly over-rated anyway, I much prefer a red hot sixty-nine...you like to
sixty-nine...uhhh...Kevin...it is Kevin, right?"

Kevin's heart sank. Zac was only interested in using his naked body for his
own sexual pleasure, he couldn't even remember his name for sure. "Right,"
Kevin acknowledged sadly.  "Sixty-nine is my favorite number," he added
dryly, his enthusiasm suddenly waining.

"You can play with him after dinner but you can't have him for the whole
night, he has an appointment with Colt to lose the last vestiges of his
virginity tonight," Jason explained to his boy-hungry guest.

"Hey, why not have Colt join us, we could..." Zac began.

"Not on your life," Jason instantly vetoed the idea. "I've spent
considerable time, money, and effort to bring this lovely little morsel of
naked boyflesh home to share with my horny young son...I love you Zac,
you're a great fuck, but...some things are just more important than
friendship.  Maybe tomorrow or the next day... How long you gonna be with
us?"

"Hmmm...not long...I gotta head back for a TV role next week, probably have
to leave in the morning," Zac sighed, gazing down lovingly at the beautiful
little boy he longed to devour with his meal.

"I tell you what, you can send the boat back and I'll chopper you back to
Miami..."

"Lauderdale..." Zac corrected.

"Lauderdale, you can fuck around here for anothr day or two and still be
back in plenty of time," Jason offered.

"Well..." Zac considered the possibility.

"I'm sure Tina would be more than willing to spend the night on your cock
in place of Kevin," Jason offered his teenaged daughter as an enticement.
"Then tomorrow, you and I could maybe get our rocks off together a few
times..."

"This is Monday, I gotta be back no later than noon Thursday," Zac
explained.

"Lauderdale is only about two hours from here by chopper..." Jason noted,
realizing Zac's lust for Kevin was starting to win him over.

"Okay...you talked me into it," Zac announced as he sat down at the dining
table and Leon, Jason's resident android and teenaged sex machine rubbed
his eight-inch cock against his shoulder while sitting down before him a
delectable plate of ribslets.  Zac gazed up at Leon, "Sorry, boy, my dance
card is rather full for tonight."

"I could bring you breakfast in bed, Leon offered.  "I could BE breakfast
in bed," he added seductively, anything you like, everything on the menu,"
he promised.

"I could get to like this place," Zac laughed, winking at Kevin as he began
to eat.

Kevin's serving of barbecue was much smaller than Zac's.  All the boys were
quite conscious of what and how much they ate, realizing that their
continued sexual luxury depended upon their remaining boyishly slim and
lightly muscled.

"I see Jason has introduced you to our guest," Lisa smiled at Kevin,
looking forward to enjoying the boy's vibrant young cock herself later that
night.  "By the way, where's Jesse, you did tell him we were eating didn't
you?"

"He and Jamie were down on the beach fucking, last I saw of'em," Colt
reported as he enjoyed his own meager helping of the barbecued meat. "They
could be a while, Jamie takes forever to shoot his cum."

"As compared to YOU..." Jason elbowed his naked young son
good-naturedly. "Colt can have two or three orgasms while the rest of us
are still into foreplay."

"Colt's kind of a 'slam, bam, thank ya man,' little fucker," Leon added as
he finished serving dinner and retired to the kitchen. As an android, his
favorite food was electricity. He ate by plugging a power cable into his
navel for an hour or two every hour or two.  His addiction to frequent
recharging was one of the deficiencies they were working to overcome before
he was replicated for broader testing.

"That Leon is something else, I gotta get me one of them," Zac smiled,
shaking his head.

"You got two million in spare change?" Jason asked, "we'll be testing Leon
II in a few months."

"What did you say L.E.O.N. stood for again?" Zac asked as he sipped a
delicate white wine.

"Lithium Erotic Organism Module," Jason explained.

"That's L.E.O.M, not N," Kevin immediately noted.

"He's module 'N', a retooling of our module 'M'," Jason explained. "Don't
look at me, the lab rats named him."

"So, the next model will be LEOO?"  Zac questioned, all but finishing off
his ribs.

"It would have been, but I stepped in, we'll call him Leon II," Jason said.
"I saw him last week, he's not operational yet, but god, is he
gorgeous...exquisitely beautiful young boy...looks maybe fourteen or
fifteen..."

"With a fourteen or fifteen inch cock, no doubt," Lisa joked.

"Actually, this model will come with a variable penis feature, anywhere
from five to ten inches, depending upon the owner's desires.

"Ten fuckin' inches!" Tina exclaimed. "That'd take some getting used to
even for ME!"

"Yes, well, me too..." Jason admitted.  "Actually, in practice, we'll
probably dial him in at around seven so he won't accidentally injure
someone."

"I could handle eight easily, probably nine," Zac bragged.

"I'll give you nine, now eat your meat and quit..." Jason eyed his boastful
young guest.

"I've never fucked a ten-inch cock before, he should be quite...enjoyable,"
Lisa interjected, sensing a little tension between the two men.

"Err...yes, no doubt," Zac withdrew somewhat, then gazed down at the naked
young boy for whom he'd been lusting all during dinner. "You finished?
What say you and me retire to some place nice and quiet and private for a
little...dessert?"

Kevin was more interested in EATING dessert than BEING dessert, but he
meekly smiled, wiped the barbecue sauce from his lips, and acquiesced to
Zac's sexual desires.

The others at the table smiled knowingly as the two of them excused
themselves, their hard, throbbing cocks leading the way back to Zac's
suite.

"You two have fun, and remember, be gentle with him, he's only twelve,"
Jason reminded Zac.

"Twelve...right...twelve, how coud I forget," Zac repeated, smiling
leacherously, his mind swirling with dozens of sexual moves he longed to
enjoy with a delicious young boy of twelve. His mouth watered.

"Okay, what do you like to do best?" Zac asked in leaving the others,
walking along with his right arm draped around Kevin's naked
shoulders. "Fuck, suck, sixty-nine...by the way, you old enough to shoot
your cum yet?"