Date: Mon, 15 Oct 2012 17:32:37 -0400 From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com> Subject: Ecstasy Renewed Chapter 27 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: The inclusion of any actual individuals in this story is in no way meant to suggest actual occurrences or their sexual orientation. If you like what you read, let me know at crackerjacker18@hotmail.com. ECSTASY RENEWED CHAPTER 27 "My god, he actually WAITED on us," Derek laughed as he and Doug emerged from Cox Pharm around what Derek guessed to be two a.m. Boris hopped from the limo and had the rear entrance to his opulent sex-mobile wide open by the time the two men drew near. "You forgot to tip..." he offered by way of explanation. "Sorry, I don't have a cent on me," Doug made a great pretense at feeling for money he didn't have in pockets he didn't possess. "That's what they all say," Boris complained as the men climbed in. "Actually it was either wait all night here or go back and wait all night THERE." "You lead a tough life, man," Derek smiled. "How about it Doug, maybe we should give the kid a quick blowjob for his kind consideration of our plight?" "That'd be nice, but pretty hard to spend at the commissary," Boris explained. "You guys have a commissary?" Derek asked in surprise. "What do they sell there?" "Candy, sun block, aspirin, popcorn, gay porn, soda, CDs, makeup..." Boris reeled off a list of sundries. "Makeup?" Doug asked in surprise. "Hardly a boy on the island doesn't wear mascara, a subtle bit of eyeliner, pimple cream..." Boris explained as they headed back. "Unless they overdo it, most of the time people hardly notice, except that the boys look even more beautiful than they would otherwise." "I guess so," Derek admitted. "I've never noticed, even up close." "This place is even more beautiful at night," Doug sighed, making conversation as he peered out the window of the limo. "You mean what you said back there or was it just in the heat of passion," Derek asked after a period of silence between himself and Doug. "Back where?" "In the shower..." Derek persisted. "You said you loved me. Was that you or the Durlon talking?" Doug didn't answer for an extended moment. "Both?" "Both?" "Why is it so hard to say without your cock up my ass?" Doug sighed, his fingers creeping to Derek's Duralon enhanced cock. They kissed. It was easier than finding words. "Is love such a horrible thing around this place?" Doug asked rhetorically. "Not horrible, just...isolated, I guess you'd say," Derek murmurred. "Compartmentalized, maybe fits better." "Sounds cold." "Ronon...Kevin, I forget which one, said it best," Derek went on, "in a place like this, love and sex are a dangerous mixture...flammable...they create jealousy...and jealousy can destroy what we...they...have here." "Nonetheless..." "You feel something..." Derek's lips once more found Doug's. "Do you?" Doug returned the sixty-four-dollar question. The limo came to a stop. "You two lovebirds gonna get out or you gonna jack off and get cum all over my nice clean carpet," Boris asked as he opened the door, apparently hoping to avoid the latter. Derek didn't answer as they got out. "The place looks pretty quiet," he said, gazing up the hill at the underside of the broad concrete deck upon which all of Justin's glass and steel rested. "Things quiet down after two," Boris told them. "By three, they're all pretty well fucked out. I sometimes go up and get a piece of ass about four...no one even notices." "Thanks, I'll remember that," Derek joked. "I'll be sure to lock my door." Boris laughed. "Good luck with that. There's hardly a lockable door on the whole island...a bedroom door, that is." "Very well, but make damned sure I'm asleep," Derek shot back as the two men headed up over the knoll toward the lower level of the villa. "No tip again..." Boris muttered after them, loud enough for the two to hear. "I shoulda gone for the blowjob..." From the lower courtyard, they went up the flight of steps to the encircling balcony where they were met by one of Justin's pleasure boys. Derek had long since given up trying to remember the names of all the beautiful young boys he encountered on the island. They were all starting to look much the same--cute faces, exquisitely perfect naked bodies, big cocks, pretty smiles, and since Boris had pointed it out, incredibly beautiful made-up eyes. "The twins...which room?" Derek asked softly, guessing correctly that most of the house was sleeping. "Which ones?" "The youngest ones...Bobby, Buddy..." Doug replied softly. "Over there...probably asleep now...Justin pretty well wore them out. He's in with your daughter now. Please don't disturb them, I get her next," the boy urged. "Hmph..." Doug sighed. "Why am I not surprised...or outraged?" "Thanks," Derek told the boy as they headed toward the glass-walled bedroom just off the dining area. "Wonder how many she's had tonight?" Doug sighed, peering past the bath area separating the boys' bedroom from that occupied by his daughter. In the dim light he could see someone liesurely fucking someone else...he assumed, his daughter. "God, they're beautiful when they're asleep," Derek surveyed the rumpled round bed and the two naked, little boys clinging to one another in their sleep. "They look so sweet and innocent." "Except for their cocks," Doug observed, his own getting harder and harder as he drank in the erotic beauty of the moment. "Try not to wake them," Derek whispered as he and Doug laid down on opposite sides of the sleeping eleven-year-olds. "They need their sleep...we ALL do," Doug whispered back softly as he nestled in gently, his hard, throbbing cock pressing up against Bobby's slender buttocks. "Goodnight," Derek whispered back, wondering if he could, indeed, sleep with Doug's words of love still bouncing around in his head like a ping pong ball in a tin can. It was barely light when Derek awoke. Silently, carefully, he slipped from the bed, heading to the bathroom to take a piss. Afterward he peeked into the bedroom occupied by Bunny and whoever it was who happened to be fucking her at the moment. It was pretty dark, but it appeared to be the boy who had met them at the top of the steps the night before. They both looked to be asleep but the kid still had his seven-inch cock deeply imbedded in the girl's cunt. Like her father, Derek found himself wondering how many guys had fucked her the night before. As Derek once more stretched out next to the sleeping naked boy-body from the night before, he saw Doug sit up on the other side of the bed. "Sorry to wake you," Derek whispered. "You didn't, I need to..." Doug's whispering voice trailed off as he too headed rapidly for the bathroom. "Your daughter seems to have had a good time last night," Derek commented as Doug returned. "The kid we met last night, right?" Doug guessed. "Ian, I think..." "Cute kid," Derek commented softly as Doug once more stretched out nakedly next to his slumbering young son. "Beautiful," Doug agreed, thinking Derek was referring to Bobby as the boy and his hard young cocklet slept blissfully. "They must really be orgied out," Derek smiled as he gently stroked Buddy's slender little boy-cock." "Don't wake them," Doug urged as he nonetheless did a little boy-cock stroking himself, like Derek, unable to resist their sweet, boyish, loveliness. "So stiff and hard, even as they sleep," Derek marveled, holding his boy's firm, sexual plaything in his hand, watching the expression on Buddy's face for any change indicating the boy might be awakening. "Maybe we could make them start cumming, then Cox Pharm would no longer be interested in them," Doug suggested softly as he let Bobby's cock slip through his fingers. "Puberty...at eleven?" Derek smiled at Doug's wishful thinking. "Even for Cox Pharm that's gonna be a challenge." "We gotta go back tomorrow...err...today, I guess it is," Doug peered around them at the gathering dawn. So much glass...it was almost like sleeping outside. "Maybe we should get Boris to take us to this commissary he was talkin' about, get Dustin some Preparation H," Derek joked. "You must have irritated the hell outta the poor kid's Hemmorhoids last night, enough to make them fuckin' BLEED." "I'm just glad that's ALL it was," Doug whispered back as he continued to gently masturbate his son's turgid hardness. "Still thinking about...you know...the...proposal...Jim Loin's job offer?" Derek asked as he fondled Buddy's stiff little boy-cock. "I can hardly think of anything else," Doug admitted. "They must want the boys pretty bad to put that kind of money on the line...your business, a place here on the island, hundreds of thousands in salary and benefits..." Derek contemplated what little he knew about EcstasyInc's offer. "What am I, chopped liver?" Doug objected. "I do know a thing or two about real estate...time shares...training sales people..." "Right," Derek sighed dismissively. They both knew any services Doug might render to the company was mere icing on the cake insofar as their need for the boys was concerned. "Did I hear you say they'd lined up FIVE sets of twins for these tests?" Derek questioned. "Something like that," Doug recalled as he lovingly toyed with his son's cock, careful not to disturb the boy. "Five sets of pre-pube twin boys must be terribly hard to come by...especially for what they want to do to them," Derek considered. "Wonder if they're laying out millions more for each one of them?" Doug wondered aloud. "I don't know, but it seems to me like you could pretty much name your price and Cox Pharm...EcstasyInc...whoever's footing the bill for this project...they'd likely meet it." "This is Cox International," Doug declared softly, "EcstasyInc doesn't have that kind of money to throw around...even Cox Pharm...we're talking about maybe ten, twenty million here, if they made the other four families similar offers. "They'd have to," Derek reasoned, now stroking Buddy's hard young cocklet more deliberately, half hoping the boy WOULD wake up. "What parents would want to subject their ten or eleven-year old boys to...to god knows what...to such unknown risks...for anything less...hell, for any price." "You're looking at one," Doug told him softly. "You're gonna do it?" Derek asked earnestly, unsure whether he was surprised one way or another. "I don't know...I guess it depends on what we learn today," Doug sighed. "You gonna tell the boys?" Derek asked. "Of course," Doug replied, "just...just not yet." "Tell us what?" Buddy suddenly opened his eyes widely, staring up at them in wide-eyed wonder. "Yeah," Bobby hadn't been asleep either. "How fuckin' BEAUTIFUL you both are," Derek smiled down at the boys, kissing Buddy's delicate, sweet lips as his hand began moving more forcefully over Buddy's hard little cocklet. "Bullshit," Bobby replied, not buying a word of it. "Yeah, bullshit, what kind of tests?" Buddy joined his brother's skepticism. "Cox Pharm is developing this stuff to make your cocks grow up to TEN full inches by the time you're old enough to shoot your cum," Derek told he boys. "Derek!" Doug laughed out loud at his young son's masturbator. Both boys looked at the men stroking their cocks in a mixture of disbelief and dismay. "TEN INCHES?!" Bobby gasped. "You shittin' me? You ARE kidding, right?" "He's kidding," the boys' father admitted. "Probably, we're talkin' about no more than NINE." Derek suppressed a ornery, leacherous grin. "Nine, maybe only eight, hard to tell," Derek retreated, making the numbers more reasonable, hoping the boys would relieve them of any further explanation. "FUCCCCKKKKKK..." Buddy gasped. "Feel good," Derek smiled down at the boy. "What...huh...ohhh...yeah, that too, yeah, sure," Buddy looked down at what Derek was doing to his cock. "Yeah, feels good, keep doin' it to me like that...fuccckkkk...eight...nine...maybe TEN inches..." The boy was going for it. Derek sighed inwardly even as he renewed his effort to give buddy's cock a dose of sexual pleasure. "Just don't tell no one, this is kind of a secret, okay?" "Okay, but...mannnnnnn...ten inches? Whew, I'd sure like to have a cock ten inches long," Bobby sighed as he gazed up trustingly at his father, starting to enjoy the naked sexual pleasure the man was giving him. "You'd just fuckin' TRIP over it," Doug told his son as he began jacking the boy's cock harder and harder. "Give me an orgasm," Buddy pleaded as he enjoyed Derek's manual manipulation. "I'm not sure I got any to spare," Derek joked. "Unnnnhahahhammmmmm god, I don't think you're gonna have to worry about...uoohhhh THAT," Buddy gasped as he felt his loins aching in pleasure. "What'd you kids do last night?" Doug questioned his sons. "Fucked," Buddy replied, writhing in pleasure, his slender, little-boy pelvis gyrating in Derek's jacking grip. "No shit? Really?" Doug gasped in sarcastic horror. "Okay, first I fucked Justin while he fucked Bobby," Buddy began recounting, "then we switched and Bobby fucked Justin while he fucked me, then some dude I didn't know..." "One of Justin's fuck-buddies...Mike, maybe?" Bobby suggested as he too writhed nakedly from his father's jacking fingers on his cock. "OOOOoohhhh god, dad, that feels good, keep doin' it like that only harder, faster, I wanna cum really bad..." "That's three cums..." Derek kept count. "FOUR...I came twice," Bobby insisted. "Then we went in and got in line and fucked Bunny," Buddy went on. "YOU fucked her, I just sucked her tits," Bobby corrected. "YOU fucked her later...I saw ya...heard you tryin' to shoot your cum," Buddy countered. "You should hear him...hell, the whole fuckin' HOUSE heard him." "OHhhhhhhHHHhhHHHhhh fuccckkkk, dad, they're gonna fuckin' hear me again too, any second now," Bobby warned as he watched his father's fingers, now a blur as they masturbated his heaving, thrusting, young cock. "Do it, boy, do it, I wanna be the one to make you shoot your cum for the first time," Doug urged his son, despite what he'd said about puberty at eleven years of age. "You're gettin' me fuckin' CLOSE..." "Yeah, shoot your cum, shoot your cum, both of you, shoot your cum, do it, do it, now, now, shoot...shoot...god, it'll make things a hell of a lot easier on us," Derek stroked his boy harder and harder. "I can feeeeeeelllll it..." Buddy gasped in pleasure. "Me tooooooooo..." Bobby joined him. It wasn't at all unusual for the boys to orgasm together at the same time if they started out together. "Go for it, kid..." Doug urged hopefully, "Shoot it...shoot it, cum on, cum on, cum on, you can do it, shoot it, shoot it, shoot your cum, boy SHOOT YOUR FUCKIN' CUMMMMM..." Bobby didn't shoot but his slender, little-boy body arched high off the bed as he grunted out his sexual pleasure, his naked young body failing him once again, "AAIIEIAIERHAEHHEHHRHGHHHEHHAHGHE AHGHEAIEIRHGHEHHEHHHGHHGHGHH...AEIAIEHHREHHGHEHHAHHGHHG...EOOAOGHEHAHEHRH FUCCCCKKK...FUCKKKKKK... FUCCCCKKKKKKK...FUCK...fuck...fuck....fucccckkkkkkkk!" "ahahiOOoihhhehaeiiIIIoooOOOHHHHAHHGHAHHHG...AHGHEAIEIRHGHHHHGHHGH...UNNGGHHHHHHH...OGOHEOAIEHR FUCCCK, DEREK, OHHEHHAHEHRH FUCCCK, FUCKKKK, FUCKKKK, JACKIN' ME...JACKIN' ME SOOO GOOD, SOOO HARD, OGHEOAEIHROIH FEELS LIKE I'M CUMMIN', EVEN IF I'M NOT," Buddy cried out in excruciating sexual pleasure, his slender little boy-body heaving and thrusting, going crazy from the pleasure and it's fruitless attempt to touch the ring of boyish puberty which always seemed just out of reach. "AHAHHEHHH...AHHHH YEAH...YEAHHHH...YEAH, KID, YEAHHH, FEEL IT, BOY, FEEL IT, FEEL THE FEELING, FEEL THE PLEASURE, FEEL THE FEELING MY HAND IS GIVING YOUR COCK, BOY, YEAH, YEAH, DO IT, KID, DO IT, SHOOT IT, SHOOT YOUR CUM. CUM ON, DO IT, CUM ON...CUM ON, I KNOW YOU CAN, I CAN FEEL IT, YEAH, YEAH, CUM ON, CUM ON, CUM ONNNNNNNN..." Derek did his best to coax just one drop of boy-cum from Buddy's hard little boy-cock, but to no avail. "Dry?" Doug questioned. "Yeah, yours?" "Dry as a bone...or boner...whatever," Doug smiled at his inadvertant pun. "Sorry..." Buddy sighed, looking down at his still-hard little boy-cock in Derek's fingers. "You tried...felt soooooo fuckin' gooood...ohhhh fuck, you sure give good orgasms." "WHEW! A naked boy stumbled past from the other bedroom. "Maaaannn, your fuckin' DAUGHTER... whew, I ain't been fucked like that...since my sister use to rape me." Both the twins laughed. "Hey, glad you enjoyed her so much," Bobby called after him. "Ain't she fuckin' SOMETHING?" Buddy added. "Hey, that means she's VACANT, we could go fuck her again," Bobby sat upright in bed. His father pushed him back down. "Forgodsake, give it a rest! Don't you think she'd had ENOUGH for one night...both of you, in fact. There's more to life than orgasms, ya know." "Not here on Ecstasy..." "And not when you're on Duralon..." Buddy finished his brother's words, his own cock showing no signs of cooling off, his naked little boy-body now thoroughly rested and once more ready to fuck. "How about we suck YOU two off, then," Bobby suggested, reaching for his father's cock without waiting for permission. "They must be hungry," Derek smiled knowingly as he felt Buddy's tender, sweet, talented lips slip deftly over his massive man-cock. "Ohhhhhh, fuck, no little eleven-year-old boy should be so good with a cock in his mouth," Doug sighed as his son went to work on his cock. "YOU taught it to him, didn't you?" Derek accused. "Yeah, kid, suck that fucker." "ME!! I thought it was YOU!" Doug joked as both men enjoyed the fruits of SOMEONE'S sexual tutelage. "We taught each other," Bobby insisted then went back down on his dad's cock with still greater fervor. "I can believe that," Derek gasped, heaving his cock up into Buddy's sucking lips, gripping the young pre-teen's head gently in both hands and guiding the boy up and down over his soaring hard cock. "Ohhhhahghheh god, I can't believe how good this feels." "Suppose they'd suck us like this all day long," Doug sighed, watching Bobby's head bob up and down over his cock. "Or maybe have'em trade off every other orgasm," Derek grimaced as the pleasure became sharper, more intense by the second. "Ohhhh fuck, did you see that, he fuckin' DEEP-THROATED my COCK!" Doug cried out in surprise and exhilerating pleasure at his son's startling sexual expertise. "He's been practicing that on me," Buddy stopped sucking long enough to claim. "Feels good, don't it?" "Can YOU do it?" Derek questioned hopefully. Buddy tried but gagged convulsively. "Nope, guess not," Derek sighed. "Something I never learned to do either, kid, don't worry about it." "Ohhhh he'll worry about it, they're very competitive in EVERYTHING...especially sex," Doug assured Derek as they now face-fucked their cocksucking little boys with growing pleasure. "OHHHHHhhhHHH god, tell me about it, this little fucker's about to get me off," Derek panted as he fed Buddy his cock more and more rapidly. "Hang on, little buddy, you're about to get breakfast." "Mine too....ohhhhahhhah fuccckk, Bobby, you want some cereal with my cream?" Doug joked as suddenly he thrust forward, deep between his son's lips and started shooting. "Ooaoehaehreiiiiai OOAOEIHAHERHIIIREIEIHHHHHHEHIEIEH GOD, BOBBY, GHEOAIEHROIHOIH FUCCCK, BOY, WOEIAOEHROIHOIH GOD, THE FEELING, THE FEELING, THE FEELING, SHOOTIN' MY CUM, GIVIN' YOU MY CUMMMM...HOHGOAIHEORIHEO GOD, SUCKIN' THE FUCK OUTTA ME, HOIEOHOIHEOIHAHEHHRHHGH GOD, SON, SUCK THAT FUCKER, SUCK THAT FUCKER, SUCK ME OFF, SUCK ME OFFF...SUCK ME FUCKIN' OFFFFFFFF...AGHEHAOIERHHHHEIHGHHHHhhhhh!" "OoahheoaiaeoihoihOOOOIEIEHHEHRH GOD BUDDY...LOOIAHEIHREOHAHEHRHH GOD, ORGASM CITY, KID, GOEHAOOIH YEAH, YEAH, DRAIN' MY FUCKIN' BALLLLSSS...GHEIAOIEHROIH GOD," Derek wildly ejaculated straight down his boy's cocksucking throat. "THIS LITTLE FUCKER'S A PAST MASTER WITH A COCK IN HIS MOUTH, FUCCCK, BEST BLOWJOB I'VE HAD SINCE...OOOEOHHAEOIHEHRHH FUCCCKKK, CUMMIN' SOOO HARD, MAKIN' ME CUM SOOOOO FUCKIN' HARD, BOY, OHHHAHEHHAEHRH GOD, YEAH, YEAH,SUCK IT, KID, SUCK IT, SUCK IT, SUCK ITTTTTTT....AOGEHAOIEHROEHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"