Date: Thu, 16 Aug 2012 17:02:26 -0400
From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com>
Subject: Ecstasy Renewed Chapter 12

In trying to avoid the most common plot scenarios featured on Nifty, this
story continues the saga which began with "Ecstasy Island," continued with
"The Working Boys," and now continues with this story, "Ecstasy Renewed."
Like the previous segment, this story from time to time takes the form of a
series of interviews with various characters involved (all
fictitious). It's unorthodox but quite seductive, as are the figures
depicted. Like "Ecstasy Island" and "The Working Boys," this one is also
written in third person and proceeds in something close to real time with
extensive dialogue to carry the story along and intense character
development.  Once more, it is extremely orgasmic with all ejaculating
dialogue written in UPPER CASE. If you do not wish to be exposed to such
material
 as described, leave now.  If you are too young for this sort of thing,
leave now.  If reading this causes you to break the law where
 you live, leave now.

Otherwise, take the time now to get naked and get your cock hard, start
strokin' it. Jack yourself off as you read and see if you can
 time your own blasts of naked sexual pleasure with those of the people in
the book. This one averages about two to three orgasms per
 chapter. For that reason, I don't recommend reading more than one chapter
at a time.  Any more than that might be hazardous to your sexual
health...especially your hard, throbbing cock.

Note: It has been brought to my attention that the fictitious sex drug,
Duranol, mentioned in "Ecstasy Island" and the early chapters of "The
Working Boys" is, in fact, the name of a heart medication with many adverse
side effects. Thus, I changed the drug's name to Duralon. There will be
much more involving this element of the story in "Ecstasy Renewed."

If you like what you read, let me know at crackerjacker18@hotmail.com.


ECSTASY RENEWED

CHAPTER 12

As most of the diners finished, the entertainment in the dining room of the
Arousal shifted from soft music and flowing erotic dancers to something a
bit more rambunctious, six young adult dancers with huge, soaring hard
cocks and six petite pre-teens who appeared no older than the twins.

"Hooooooo shiiiitttt," Bobby gasped as his eyes nearly popped.

"You like it when I stroke your cock like this," Heck asked, oblivious to
anything but the naked little boy lying out seductively beside him on the
dining crouch.

"Huhhh...ohhh, yeah, that too," Bobby barely took notice. His disbelieving
eyes were glued completely on the dancing men and their boys, now heaving
and thrusting their slender naked bodies at one another to a rockin' beat
that had the crowd going wild.

Bernice lifted her head from Buddy's hard little cocklet and gaped
about. She stroked Buddy's cock a bit more then told him softly, "I can't
take it anymore, I want your cock in me." She pulled him over on top of
her, lying on her back, and guided him effortlessly between her slender
thighs, slipping him completely into her. "OHhhhhh yesss...yessss...yesss,
Buddy, yes, yes, yes, your cock...your cock feels so good, so deep, so big,
so hard, ooo...sooo...ahghehaieihghehhahehhghhh!!" she cried out in her
looming ecstasy. "Ohhh yes, yes, deeper, harder, deeper in me, ohhh yeah, I
want you in me completly...ohhh yes, yes, feels good, feels goooooooood,
feels soooooooo goooood."

Buddy was vaguely aware that the woman had him fucking her, but mostly his
attention was fastened to the floor show which had literally become just
that, the pairs of men and boys all over the polished black stage floor and
all over one another's glistening, oiled bodies. It was the hottest,
horniest thing he'd ever seen in his life. He found it hard to watch the
show and still let himself be used as a human fuck-toy by the naked woman
old enough to be his MOTHER."

"Your cock feels sooo nice and smooth and firm in my hand," Heck murmurred
softly in Bobby's ear as the man took to kissing him all over his face and
head, moving gradually closer and closer to the boy's cock, which he was
still gently stroking.

Bobby loved it all, unused to such a gentle touch. "You can suck me if you
like."

"May I?  Thank you, thank you, thank you sooo much," the man cooed as he
shifted his kisses from Bobby's BIG head to his little one. He swallowed
Bobby whole.

"These fuckers are really good, ohhhh fuck, really, really HOTTTTTT!" Bobby
cheered as he became mesmerized by their wild dancing and even more wild,
accrobatic sexual movements.

"These guys ain't pretending," Buddy cried as he too became lost in their
obscenely sexual movements. "They're really feeling it, really...ohhhhhh
fucccckkkk...FUCCCCKKKK!" he cried as the younger boys suddenly settled
their naked little boy-bodies firmly onto the men's massive, upthrest
man-cocks, wrapping their legs around them, and moving with every dancing
bounce of their adult male partners. "They're fucking...they're really
FUCKIN'!"

"Fuck me, Buddy, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Bernice moaned under her
breath as she enveloped her beautiful young boy within her heaving,
thrusting, cleaving female anatomy, "Pay no attention to them, just do it
to me, move that cock inside me, fuck me, Buddy, fuck me, fuck me,
fuccccckkkk me, ohhhh fuck me, Buddy, I'm going to have an orgasm, Buddy,
fuck me boy, and make me have an orgasm, please, please, ohhhhh yeahhhhh,
yeahhhhhh...yeahhhhhhhh"!

"Yes, Ma'am," Buddy replied politely as they fucked, though his heart, not
to mention his eyes, ears, and brain were not in it. Only his hard, young
boy-cock and slender little body were involved in the act of sexual
pleasure.

Suddenly, Bernice smacked him smartly on the ass. "HEY...young man...pay
attention, it's not polite to make a girl do all the work herself."

"OWWWWWWW!!" Buddy cried out in surprise and stinging pain.

"Move your ASS, boy, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, do it to me, Buddy, do it
to me, do it to me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me boy and...don't make me have
to tell your father what a lousy FUCK you were."

The startling mention of his dad jolted Buddy into renewing his momentary
lapse, forcing him to divide his attention the the woman he was fucking and
the boys he'd LIKE to be fucking. "Sorry, lady, I just got...distracted...I
really like fuckin' you, you really fuck good, ohhhh yeah, really really
good," Buddy tried several extra hard, deep thrust to make up for his lack
of interest. But Bernice was against the back of the reclining couch.  She
couldn't see what an incredible display of powerful sexual gymnastic she
was missing, while Buddy had a ringside seat, his cock deeply imbedded in
the woman's sucking hot cunt, while he was largely upright and facing the
action.

"Ohhhhhh Buddy, Buddy, Buddy, my child, fuck me, boy, fuck me, fuck me,
fucccccck meeeee...ohhahhahhahh god, I'm gonna do it, I'm gonna have an
orgasm, ohhh yeah, yyeah, yeah, Buddy, orgasm with me, do it, do it with
me, son, I want to feel your hard little cock aching with pleasure deep
down inside me," Bernice urged as, indeed, she was giving Buddy's cock
quite a thorough workout.

"Do it, I'm close too," Buddy warned gaping down at his fuck-partner in the
dim, swirling, colored lights.

"UAUEUANENNAEUEJGNNGHAHGHHHH...UENGNEHGHEHAHEHHGHHAHHGHHAH...OOEHAHEHAHEHHGHHHAHH...OEOMAEMHGHHAHHAHHH...AGHHAHHA!!"
Bernice cried out as her orgasm enveloped her, driving her heaving and
thrusting, high off the dining couch, literally giving Buddy a ride for his
effort. "OHHAHEHAHEHRH BUDDY, BUDDY, BUDDY, FUCK ME, BUDDY, FUCK ME, FUCK
ME, KEEP FUCKIN' ME, KEEP DOIN' IT TO ME LIKE THAT, BUDDY, OOHHH
FUCCCCKKK...AOHEHAHEHRH GOD, BUDDY, YOUR COCK, DRIVIN' ME FUCKIN' CRAZY,
FUCKIN' ME SO FUCKIN' HARD, BUDDY, YESHHHHHH...YESSSSSSS...AOEOOAHEHHREHH
FUCKIN' YESSSSSSSW!!!"

"I'M CUMMIN' TOO, I'M FEELING IT, I'M CUMMIN' TOO, FEELING IT, CUMMING,
CUMMING, CUMMING, AHOEIAEORIH FUCK, CUMMING REALLY HARD...OHHAHEHAHHH FUCK
YEAH, FUCK YEAH, FUCK YEAAAHHHHHHHhhhhhhhh!!!" Buddy cried out in the midst
of his orgasm, heighten further by the sensual overload of all that was
going on around him, not just on the stage, but beside them, on virtually
all the couches, men, boys, girls, even a few older women like Bernice were
either fucking or sucking or jacking themselves or one another off in
pounding rythmn to the sexual entertainment extravaganza occurring before
their staring eyes.

"Ohhhhhh, Buddy, that was incredible, ohhhhh god, the best sex I've had in
years, ohhhhh fucccckkkk, boy, hhahhah god, now I see what Heck likes about
boys so much, you...you and your brother are...incredible," Bernice gushed
all over him as beside them she caught sight of her husband, likewise flat
on his back with Bobby's hard, young boy-cock firmly implanted in his ass,
just fucking the hell out of him, seemingly taking his inspiration not from
Heck but from all that was going on before him.

"Bobby, Bobby, Bobby you fuck soooo good, boy, soooo good, ahhahhehahehrh
fuck, makin' my ass feel sooo good, makin' my cock sooooo hard, ohhahhehh
yeah, yeah, Bobby fuck me and jack me, fuck me and jack me off like that
while you fuck me, son, ohhhahh yeah, yeah, yeah, feels sooo good, boy,
feels sooo fuckin' good, what you're doing to me, Bobby, ohhh yeah, yeah,
yeah, keep fuckin' me, boy, keep fuckin' it to me, boy, ohhh yeah, give me
your cock, I know you're too young to give me your cum, but keep givin' me
your cock...aghheahehrhh god, your cock feels sooooo good...sooooo goood,
sooo fuckin' gooood..." Heck urged his naked young fuck-boy to ever greater
heights of sexual activity. "Harder, Bobby, harder, harder, fuck me harder,
Bobby, I wanna cum, I need to shoot my cum, Bobby, fuck me harder and
harder till I shoot my cum, Bobby, yes, yes, ahghehahehrhh fuck, fuck,
fuck, fucccckkkkkkkkkkk....!

Bobby was fucking as hard as he could. "I'm fucking as hard as I can," he
panted, "really, I am," he added earnestly, driving his slender little
boy-body to extraordinary lengths, inspired by the extreme sexual exertion
he was seeing not five feet from him on the stage as the little boys traded
cocks again and again slipping from man to man in a series of precisely
executed handoffs that left Bobby's head sping atop his shoulders and deep
in Heck's clinging anal cavity.

"Bobby...Bobby...get ready, Bobby, I'm gonna cum, Bobby, I'm gonna cum, I'm
gonna cum, I'm gonna...CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM...
AJJAJJEBRABEBEKKEIIEGHEHAHHEHHGH FFFUFUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKK....I'M CUMMING,
BOBBY, MAKIN' ME CUM, BOBBY, FUCK ME, BOBBY, FUCK ME DEEPER, BOBBY, DEEPER
AND DEEPER AND...AHGHEHAEIIROEOAIHOGIHH, GOD, CUM WITH ME BOBBY, I WANNA
FEEL YOU CUMMIN' WITH ME, BOY, DO IT, DO IT, DO IT, I WANNA FEEL IT...FEEEL
IT...FEEEL...FEELL YES, YES, YESS, I CAN FEEL IT, I CAN TELL, I CAN FEEL
YOUR CUMMIN', FEEL YOUR NAKED LITTLE BOY-BODY CUMMIN, OHAHHEHREHH FUCK,
LOVE HAVING ORGASMS WITH BEAUTIFUL YOUNG BOYS LIKE YOU, MAN, AOOEIHAEOIHR
FUCK, MAKES IT SOOOOOO MUCH BETTER TO KNOW YOU'RE FEELING EXACTLY THE SAME
WONDERFUL SEXUAL PLEASURE I'M FEELING!!"

"ohhhhhhHHHHHHH MAN, YOU'RE DOIN' IT TO ME, DOIN' IT TO ME, MAKIN' ME CUM
TOO, AHGHEHAHEHRH FUCK, FEELS GOOD, MR. HECK, FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOD,
HHAOEIRHOEIHR GOD, YES, YES, YES, OHHHHH YEAH, MAN YOU MADE ME
CUMMMMMM...YOU'RE MAKIN' ME CUMMMMM...REALLY HARD, SIR, REALLY HARD, REALLY
HARD, GHEHAHEHRHHEAHHE GOD, YEAHHHHH, FEELS LIKE YOU'RE SQUEEZIN' MY GUTS
OUT I'M CUMMIN' SO HARD, OOHHAHEHAHEHRH FUCK REALLY, HARD, REALLY FUCKIN'
HARRRDDDD....AGEOEHHEOIAEIIEAIIEIIRAEHHGHEHHGHGH!!" Bobby screamed in
agonizing sexual pleasure at the power, endurance, and intensity of his
aching, naked orgasm.

Bobby's screams of sexual pleasure blended right in, barely perceived over
the din of the loud rock music and the moans, groans, cries, and screams
going up all around him.  No one was paying any attention to him or his
brother even as Bobby saw Buddy finally extricate his cock from Bernice's
gripping hot cunt and himself from her imprisoning, clinging limps.  He
seemed dazed, as if he was unable to handle so much sensual input from all
five senses at once. Yes, he was finishing Bernice's key lime pie.


Derek and Bunny were late for dinner.  They came in near the beginning of
the main floorshow.  One look around told Derek they'd, first of all, never
find a place to sit...or lie, as the case might be, and that further more,
in the kind of shape Bunny was in mentally and sexually, this was no time
and no place to try to come down from a Durnol-4 overdose high. As much as
he was tempted to stay and at least enjoy the show, if not dinner, it took
him less than fifteen seconds to get her out of there. "Upstairs...maybe
the pool buffet is still open," Derek told her, jerking her back before she
hardly realized where she was or what was going on.

"They're fuckin' and dancin' in there," Bunny cried in dismay, disappointed
in having to leave.

"We're late, there was no place to sit," Derek told her by way of excuse
for their abrupt turnaround.

On top, the atmosphere was more agreeably subdued. "Dead" might have been a
better word. There was still a tray of highly disturbed canapes, some
unopened cans of Pepsi, and a single attendant, now skimming the surface of
the pool rather than serving dinner.

"Oh waiter...waiter, we'll...we'll sit over here," Bunny called out to the
boy who, thinking she was drunk, but apparently in good hands, simply chose
to ignore them. There was no problem finding seats.  They were the only
passengers in sight. "Where's all the music and the dancing boys?"

"We don't need music...or dancing boys," Derek cooed in her ear as he
settle Bunny into a chair by a table.  Then he brought the whole,
picked-over, tray of snacks to their table for them to nibble.

"It's not much but at least it's quiet," Derek smiled, finding a few
untouched morsels.  "Uhhhh, boy..." He called to the pool boy.  "You have
anything else to eat up here?"

"Yes, sir...we have fruit, some cheeses...I'm sorry, I didn't know you were
here for dinner most people...here, let me take that, I had it out simply
because I was going to toss it," the light-skinned youth appologized.  A
moment later he returned with two fresh trays from a refrigerator below the
counter of the snackbar. "I can get you some salads also if you like, and
cookies, key lime pie, a chocolate mousse..."

"No, this will be fine...pie, maybe. You like key lime pie?" Derek asked
Bunny as the girl went for some crackers and cheese.

"Ya got any spaghetti?" Bunny inquired, "I'm hungry for spaghetti. You got
any gaspetti?"

"Uh...no...I'm sorry, we don't get much call up here for...gaspetti," the
boy smile, winking at Derek.  "But I'll check below and see what I can
find."

"No, no, don't bother, she's...uhhh..." Derek restrained the boy. "We'll
manage here, thanks."

"Derek, they don't have any spaghetti?" Bunny whined.

"No...look, the melon is good, and this brie is delicious," Derek sought to
distract her.

"How about lasagna? The got lasagna?" Bunny called hopefully, seemingly
more interested in the crackers than the cheese.

Derek had the urge to tell the hapless bitch to simply eat what was set
before her, but restrained himself, finding the snacks more than enough.

A few minutes later, a nude man a little older than Derek approached them.
On his upper arm was a white band with a red cross. "I'm
Dr. Hammond...Michael Hammond, Rudy there called me and said you had a
young lady with quite an appetite for Italian."

"Yeah, you Italian. You the chef? You don't SOUND Italian," Bunny quickly
noted.

"Let me guess, young lady, you've been hitting the Duralon a bit heavy this
evening, right?" the man suggested.

"She took two 4s, I rescued her from a gangbang downstairs in the casino,
we took a little walk around the deck...ten TIMES around the deck..." Derek
recounted. "I thought maybe a little food might help."

"Rudy," the doctor summonded the deck boy, who came with an attractive
pinkish cocktail and set it before Bunny.

"A drink?" Derek asked in surprise and dismay.

"Mmmmmmm what is this?" Bunny asked as she sipped it.

"Don't ask," the doctor smiled at Derek, then slipped him a small plastic
packet.

Derek stealthfully looked at it.  "Lube?"

"Ointment," the doctor told him quietly. "Apply it...deeply...very deeply."

"Doctor, I feel better already," Bunny beamed up from her nearly empty
glass. "I'll have another." She pushed it toward him.

"No, I don't think so, what you need now, is some rest," the doctor
ordered. "We could go down to the clinic, there's a quiet bed down
there...or maybe...I think it'll be pretty quiet up here for the rest of
the evening, maybe one of the curtained cabanas...?"

Derek looked about at the deserted pool area an the several empty wicker
sleeping enclosures with privacy curtains. "This'll be fine...more
condusive to...medicating...I think," Derek decided.

"I'll tell Rudy to make sure you're not disturbed," Dr. Hammond smiled down
at the two as he backed off.

"He had a nice cock," Bunny looked after him as the man backed of.  "I'd
like to FUCK him."

"I think it's proably reserved for medicinal purposes," Derek joked as they
finished eating. "Mine, on the other hand, is not."

"We gonna FUCK?" Bunny asked in surprise and delight, jumping up from the
table, then quickly sitting back down. "I think I'm a little dizzy."

"Here, let me help you," Derek quickly offered. He picked her up in his
arms and carried her to the nearest cabanna where he deposited her gently
in its softly padded interior, then joined her, pulling the curtains closed
across the front of the oval, pod-like shelter.

"MMMMmmm, hey, big boy, ya wanna put this big boy inside me, I can show it
a pretty good time." Bunny offered, immediately reaching for Derek's
rigidly hard cock.

"Don't you think you've had about enough fucking for one day?" Derek
suggested as he nonetheless opened the tiny foil packet the doctor had
given him.

"What's that, a rubber?" Bunny demanded. "We don't need no stinkin'
rubbers, my daddy's got me on the PILL!"

"Thank god for that," Derek smiled over at her, kissing her, fondling her
pert, teenaged breasts with one hand while applying the vaginal ointment to
his cock with the other. "Just a little lube," he smiled at her, wiping his
hands on his thigh, wishing he had a towel. Then he pulled her into his
arms, kissing her fervently, as he felt her begin "riding" his naked thigh
even before she got to his long, hard, lubricated man-cock.

"You know how to fuck?  I thought you were gay," Bunny asked as she moved
determinedly to find out.

"I've made my way inside the occassional member of the opposite sex," Derek
told her as he felt his swollen cockhead move past the lips of her hungry
young cunt. "I know my way around inside the girls."

"You're bi, but you like boys better?" Bunny guessed as she savored the
soft, gentle glide of Derek's massive cock up into her tender young cunt.

"I like sex, whatever color of the rainbow it might cum in," Derek punned
cleverly, knowing that it would be wasted on Bunny.

"Meeeeee TOOOOOOO," Bunny declared as she attacked his cock with her
cunt. "I like your cock.  Feels good inside me."

"Just what the doctor ordered," Derek smiled down at her as he began gently
to move inside her.

"Just what the cocktor ordered," Bunny repeated as she began getting
fucked.

"Let's just go slow, take it easy, you've...your cunt's had a pretty rough
day," Derek cautioned as he sensed the beginnings of a sexual urgency
creeping into Bunny's movement.

"My cunt wants FUCKED!" Bunny cried too loudly.  Outside, Derek heard Ruddy
snicker.

"Just go easy, my COCK'S had a pretty rough day too," Derek tried another
tact, hoping she'd slow down for his sake, if not her own.

"Ooooo...sorry, how many guys did YOU fuck?"

"More than usual, less than you," Derek smiled as he began enjoying the
doctor's brand of theraputic treatment.

"I fucked FIFTY!" Bunny proclaimed proudly, probably exaggerating only
slightly, Derek presumed. Again he heard Rudy react.

"I fucked so many I lost count," Derek sought to end their pissing contest.

"You fuck pretty good for a mostly gay man," Bunny congratulated him.

"you fuck pretty good for a...teenaged..."

"Slut? Yep, I'm a teenaged slut," Bunny drove her cunt at Derek's cock with
a determined joy. "And I DO fuck pretty good."

"Forgodsake, slow down, Bunny, make it last," Derek pleaded. "What we have
here is something special, let's not rush it just trying to have an
orgasms."

"Let's have LOTS of ORGASMS! I WANNA HAVE LOTS OF ORGASMS!" Bunny cried,
jamming her cunt at Derek with a sudden thrust that made the man jump in
sexual pleasure. "I wanna have lots and lots and lots and lots and lots
and..."

"I get the idea," Derek quieted her with a kiss even as their lovemaking
became more feverish.  There was just no stopping her. Whether it was still
the effects of the Duralon-4 or perhaps his own imagination, Derek knew she
was still one VERY hot little bitch. He had the urge to just fuck the shit
out of her.  He had to restrain himself mightily.

"In an out, in and out, in and out, in and out, fuckin' me in and out, in
and out, in and out," Bunny chanted as they began moving faster, despite
Derek's best efforts.

"Oooooooo, my cock, I think I just broke my COCK," Derek grimaced, hoping
she couldn't recognize a bad act when she saw it.

"Ooooooo...poor little, boy, let me look at it, does it hurt?" Bunny cooed
like a little momma.

"No...no, no, it'll be alright, just...take it easy...be kind to it..."
Derek pleaded as they slowed the pace somewhat. Instead of fucking her
fast, he concentraded on fucking her DEEP, hoping to spread the ointment as
the doctor had instructed.

"Pull it out, I'll KISS it an make it well," Bunny told him suddenly.

"No, no, it's okay, he likes it just fine right where he is," Derek smiled
down at him. Never in his life had he ever referred to his cock in the
third person. It made him ashamed to think he was a wordsmith.

"Tell him he feels really good in there," Bunny giggled. "Ask him if he's
comfortable and cozy?"

"I think we can assume that," Derek smiled as he began once more moving
inside her, exciting her, triggering her own wild, heaving, pelvic thrusts.

"I think he wants to cum," Bunny suggested. "Ask him if he wants to cum?"

"He wants to cum," Derek reported.  He had a special repartee with his
cock.

"Meeeeee TOOOOO," Bunny cried in exultation.  "Make me CUM, Derek, fuck me
and make me CUMMMM...yeah, yeah, yeah, tell that big guy he's really doin'
it to me, really turnin' me onn, really makin' my cunt feel good, ohhhahh
fuck yeah, yeah, feelin' good, gonna make me cummmmm..."

"I'm close..." Derek gasped.

"How close?" Bunny demanded.

"Just one or two more...AAHEAAHEHRHEHRHHGHHHGHGHHH..." Derek gasped,
overestimating the number.

"You're spurtin'" Bunny cried in delight. "I'm makin' you
CUMMMMM....CUMMMMM...CUM, DEREK, CUM, CUM, CUM, CUM INSIDE ME, DEREK, SHOOT
YOUR CUM INSIDE ME, OHHAHEHRHEH YEAH, DEREK, I'M CUMMIN' TOO, OHHAEHHRHE
YEAHHHH...YEAH...FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOD YOU FUCKIN' ME...FEELS
GOOD FUCKIN' YOU...FEELS GOOD...GOOD...AHGEHOAIEHROH YES, DON'T STOP, DON'T
STOP, DON'T STOP, DEREK, JUST KEEP DOIN' IT TO ME, JUST KEEP FUCKIN' ME AND
FUCKIN' ME AN FUCKIN' ME AND fuckin' me and fuckin...  me...me..."

Derek was a bit taken aback.  He'd never had anyone pass out OR go to sleep
while he was fucking them before. She seeme okay.  Her breathing seemed
steady and adequate.  Slowly he withdrew, rolling over onto his back, his
cock, for the first time that day, slowly deflating. Soon, like Bunny's,
his own breathing became steady and adequate.