Date: Thu, 31 Dec 2015 06:32:18 +0000 From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com> Subject: Jason Turns Ten Chapter Ten This story does NOT directly continue the saga which began with "The Working Boys,"continued with "Ecstasy Island," followed by "Ecstasy Renewed," "EcstasyInc," "The Pharm Boys," and "Erotic Isle: the Endless Orgasm." However, like my other stories, it is unorthodox but quite seductive, as are the figures depicted. Like "The Working boys," "Ecstasy Island," and "Ecstasy Renewed" (all found under Bisexual Adult/Youth), as well as "EcstasyInc," and "The Pharm Boys" and "Erotic Isle: the Endless Orgasm." (found under Gay Adult/Youth), 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. This story picks up ten years after Jackin' Jack Cox with many of the characters from that story reappearing as adults as well as several new juvenile characters. The sexual encounters are primarily gay but in a few instances, bisexual. Once more, this story 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 characters in the book. This one averages about one or two 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: All drugs mentioned are fictitious. If you like what you read, let me know at crackerjacker18@hotmail.com. I answer all e-mails. JASON TURNS TEN CHAPTER TEN "Looks like a high tide tonight," Destry noticed as he, Reed, and the four boys approached their "secret" sex cave. "The top of the entrance is all but underwater." "Get naked, everybody, we can SWIM in," Pete cried as he ran toward the massive boulders jutting out into the water. He climbed nimbly atop one, made a great show of stripping naked, then dove into the surf. Leaving his clothes atop the boulder meant they'd not get wet and a chance to show off to the others his diving and swimming prowess. Skete simply tossed his clothes atop the boulder then waded in, following his brother, swimming with the incoming tide as it propelled him toward the underwater entrance to the cave. Reed was the last one to bob to the surface inside their aquatic cavern. "WOW, it's much lighter than I expected." "Yeah, dad punched a hole down through the rocks from above years ago to let light in," Jason pointed upwards to a circular opening some ten feet in diameter. "And look, firewood, we can build a fire. The hole lets the smoke out," Skete said as the they all climbed atop one of two huge rocks, now about all that was left above the waterline. "Damn, you fuckers think of everything," Destry reacted in surprise. Though he'd been there many times before over the years, the campfire thing was new to him. "I don't suppose any of you little fucksticks thought to bring matches." "Better still, we got this," Pete twirled a butane lighter on one finger like a pistol, then flicked it to life before poking it into some wadded newspaper beneath a modest pile of dried driftwood they'd gathered and thrown down through their "skylight" a few days before. "Gees, how romantic," Reed laughed as he retrieved one of the air mattresses floating by, comforting his skinny ass on the hard, nearly flat boulder. "How'd you get his big rock down through that hole." "I rather think the rock was here before the hole," Des laughed. "Hey stud, ya wanna fuck?" "Me fuck you or you fuck me?" Reed questioned, aghast at the size to which Des' cock was growing. "That's what we all came here for ain't it, to fuck each other?" Des teased the younger fourteen-year-old. "Take your pick, I ain't proud." "You gonna FUCK him?" Jet cried in surprised amazement, looking from one hard cock to another. "Yeah, you can watch, get some idea what to do," Des told the nine-year-old horn toad. "You take care of the fire, squirt, we'll do the fucking," Pete pulled Jason into his arms, lying back on his own air mattress as their hard, throbbing, young boy-cocks meshed side-by-side between them. "It's starting to get dark up there, if the fire goes out we'll have a hell of a time seeing to swim out of here." "You two better fuck fast or, fire or no fire we'll have trouble swimming outta here," Jet told the two older boys as he handed his Uncle Des a half-empty tube of lubricant they'd been using to jack off. "Whoa, thanks, kid, you think of everything," Des laughed, quickly "greasing" his cock and Reed's puckered sphincter. "Easy now," Reed pleaded as he felt Des' twenty-year-old cock press lightly against his anal entry. "You're no virgin I hope," Des gazed down into his pleasure boy's beautiful, hopeful, smiling face. "I've been fucked before, just not recently," Reed told him. "It's gonna be tight. UUuummmUUUUUUmmmMMMPH." "I'm in," Des told the boy as he hovered over him, his circumcized cockhead now poised to slip deeper. "You're telling ME?" Reed gasped, feeling no pain, but far from feeling any pleasure either. "God, you feel big as a bedpost." "And you, sweetlips, feel tight as a virgin's cunt," Des smiled, kissing Reed lightly, then again longer and harder. "You okay?" Reed nodded, not trusting his voice. He was, in fact, "okay," just not what he'd call comfortable. "Hold up, let me get...ohhhhh fuck...used to...damn...ahahhhah fuck, used to it." "Okay, but like they said, we literally don't got all night," Des looked about the darkening chamber, noting that the tide was still coming in. "Don't worry, we can always swim out the hole in the top," Skete told the two as he watched their sexual coupling anxiously. "Do it to him, go ahead and fuck him," he urged Des. "Dammit, be patient," Des snarled. "Or I'll stick my pinky up YOUR horny little butt, let you know how it feels." "It's okay...go deeper," Reed murmurred softly. "I'm ready." "You sure," Des questioned softly. "Give us some of that stuff, we're gonna fuck too," Pete insisted as he felt Jason's hard, anxious cock about to take him on dry. "Do it. I want you in me," Reed told Des as he pulled the older boy's head down, kissing him with no small degree of fervor. "Do it to me, man, FUCK me, all the...uhnnanhhahhahhhhhhh...okay, not so deep...damn, feels good though," Reed gasped as he got a little more of Des' massive cock than he'd expected. "I'm sorry," Des quickly appologized for hurting the younger boy. "No...no it's okay, I...more...deeper, give me your cock," Reed pleaded as he felt himself opening up, relaxing. "You got it, kid," Des slipped in better than half way. "Tell me if I'm hurting you," Des worried. "More," Reed breathed. "HEY! Look, guys, me and Pete's fuckin'!" Jason cried as his virgin cock claimed it's first conquest. "I'm fuckin'. I'm fuckin' Pete. AHHHHHHHHhhhhh fuck!" "Dammit, Jason, take it easy, I ain't no inflatable doll," Pete gasped as Jason drove into him. "JASON!" Des chastized his nephew. "STOP...slow down, give him some breathing space!" "Never mind them too assholes, fuck me," Reed pleaded now. "Fuck me, man, I'm...I'm, feelin' it...ahhhahhahh yeah, your cock feels so...ahhhahhha god, so fuckin' big, whoaaaaa..." "It IS so fuckin' big," Des smiled down at his naked, teenaged pleasure boy as he flexed his hips time or two, testing the boy, uncertain how far and how fast to go. "AHHHoooHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh, godddddd," Reed cried. "Ohhhh fuck, okay...I'll stop, I'll..." Des paused. "NO...NO...feels good, feels good, ahghhhehhh fuck, yes...feelin' good, man, do it to me, do it to me, man, fuck me, man, fuck my ass, fuck that big fuckin' hard cock into me, man, ohhhahahhh god, yes, yes, feels good, deeper, deeper, harder," Reed opened up, thrusting up his ass as Des drove into him with less restraint. "Ohhhhhhh god, I wanna fuck you soooooo bad," Jason gasped, watching his uncle and Reed even as he began to move his slender little boy-body in the same way his uncle Des was in fucking Reed. "You wanna try it?" Jet asked Skete as the two young boy watched, their urge to join the others growing more acute by the moment. "I'll fuck you, then maybe you can try me," Jet suggested somewhat timidly, unsure he could actually handle what he was proposing. Skete had a good five inches compared to his own four or less. "Use lots of that stuff," Skete tossed Jet the tube of lube, then poke a generous amount into his rectal cavity. By now, only the flickering firelight illuminated their horny little orgy. "Show me how," Jet urged as he slipped between Skete's upraised thighs and tried positioning his cock. "ME? Show YOU? Hey, fucker, this is as new to me as it is you." Skete insisted. "I...I think...I...I think...ahhhh...yeah...ahhhhhhhhhhhhh," Jet sighed in pleasure as he felt his cock not just slip inside Skete but easily glide deeper and deeper until he was fully engorged. "Whew...oh yeah. You're in, alright," Skete reported, shifting his ass, trying to accomodate Jet's hard, little boy-cock within him. "Let's fuck," Jet urged gleefully as he began to imitate his brother and uncle with their pelvic thrusts. "If this is fucking, I'm gonna be doin' a LOT of it." "Uhhhhh...yeah...fuckin' must feel a hell of a lot better than GETTIN' fucked," Skete reported. "How you little fuckers doin' over there?" Des asked, straining to see by the firelight the other boys, locked in their own naked sexual pleasure. "Not bad, you?" Jason reported casually. "Feelin' pretty good, Uncle Des?" "Not bad, Reed's a pretty good fuck...knows what to do and how to....ahhahehhahehhh fuck...how to doooo it," Des gasped as his growing pleasure hit a new plateau. "Damn, kid, you're better'n I gave you....aaueuaueoaeihehhahehrhh yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck me, kid...better than I expected." "Jan taught me that move," Reed told Des as he demonstrated his brother's patented triple upthrust again. "Feel good? You like that?" "Ohhhh fuck, damned fuckin' right, boy, almost made me cum," Des returned the favor, his pelvic thrusts becoming more and more rapid as his naked, sexual pleasure grew more intense. "Look, Uncle Des, we're fuckin', man, we're fuckin', we're really fuckin' HARD," Jason cried proudly as his naked little boy-body moved instinctively, driving his cock deeper and deeper into Pete's hot, tight, slippery pleasure passage. "You okay, Pete, you're not sayin' much," Des questioned Jason's sexual friend. "Gettin' there," Pete said, his pleasure channels starting to become congested as Jason's pounding, hard, boy-cock drove him closer and closer to orgasmic detonation. "Gettin' there too," Reed echoed, what he was feeling now well beyond words. "You gettin' there too?" Jet questioned Skete as they more or less awkwardly fucked. "I WOULD be if you'd slow down, take your time...damn, you keep poppin' out," Skete complained as Jet struggled to learn the finer points of ass fucking. "OHhhhahhhhhh fuck, man, you're gettin' me close," Reed suddenly cried out as he felt Des' driving man-cock all but trigger his sexual demise. "You want it now or later?" Des questioned as he slowed his practiced sexual movements. "NOW!" Reed suddenly cried out. "Fuck me NOW, fuck me NOW, make me...ahgeoiaheoahoioOIOHHHHHAHHAH CUMMM...CUMMM...MAKIN' ME CUM...AHGHHEHHFUCK, FUCK FUCK YES, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, MAN, FUCK ME HARD, FUCK ME HARDER...HARDER...AHGEAIEOIHOIH FUCCCCKKK YOU FUCK GOOD, AHAHEOAIEHOIH FUCK, FEELS GOOD, SHOOTIN' MY CUM, SHOOTIN'...AHGOEIAHOEIOH YES, CUM IN, ME, MAN BREED ME. GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE ME YOUR CUM, I WANT TO...AHHAHHHHHHAHAHHHH YES, YES, CUM IN ME, KEEP CUMMIN' IN ME...AHGEOIAHEORH FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOD, FEELS SOOO FUCKIN' GOOD, FEELIN' YOU SHOOTIN' INSIDE ME...AHHGHHAHEHHHHHH!!! "YOU GOT IT, KID, YOU...AHGHAHEHHRHIEOAEIHO FUCK, FUCK FUCKFUCKFUCK, YOU'RE GETTIN' IT...AHGHEOAEIRHHHH MY GOD, YES, YES, AHHGHEHH SHIT, YES, FEELS...AHGHHEAHEHRHH DAMN, WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO DO THIS MORE....AHGHEHAHEHIIIIIIAEHOOOUIUHHNNGGHHH...OFTEN...AHOGIEHAOEIHFUCK, WHAT AN ASS YOU GOT, AHGHEHAOEIHOIHOIH MAKIN' ME CUM SOOO FUCKIN' HARRRDDD..." Des ejaculated again and again deep indide Reed's clinging, hot, masturbating ass. "AUUawnnnUUEANNGGHHHHH ERRRHHGEHGHHHHHH...AHGEIOIHOHO YES, YES, YES, AHGHEOAIEHROIHOHFUCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK," Des shot rope after rope of his cum deep into Reed. "You're so pretty, kid, hope you're not a girl. You're gonna be soooooo fuckin' pregnant...ahghehhahe fuccckkkkkk...!" "I...I think I'm...oahhhehahh god, Pete, you ready, I'm getting soooo close, I think I'm gonna...CUMMMMMMMMM...AHGOEIAHOIHEOH FUCK, PETE, CUM WITH ME, SHOOT YOUR CUM TOO, AHGHEHAHHHH FUCCK...FUCK...HGHAOEIHOEIHOH GOD, FEELS SOOOO GOOD, WISH I COULD ACTUALLY DOOO IT...FUCK YOU SO FULL OF MY CUM..." Jason wished wistfully as in slender little boy-body endured a tight stunning, achin, hard dry cum, his cock flexing inside Pete's tight anal sheeth again and again as spasms of powerful sexul pleasure splashed over him. "CUMMING TOOOO," Pete cried out too. "MAKIN' ME CUM, JASON, AHGOEOIAHEORHOIH FUCK, FEELS GOOD, AHGEOOAOIHOIHOIH SHOOTIN' IT, SHOOOTIN' IT...AGHEOAIEHOIHOI FUCK...AHHGOEOIAHEORIHOH FUCK......OOOAHHHEHAHHEHRH FUCK IT'S GETTIN' DARK, THE FIRE'S GOIN' OUT, THE TIDE'S REALLY RUNNING HIGH....DAMNNNNN!" Pete's orgasmic pleasure was quickly erased by the very real splashing of cold seawater starting to wash over their slim, hot, naked boy-bodies. "You let the fire go out!" Des cried in dismay as he slipped from Reed's hot, tight, boyish ass. "Damn, it's black as dark cats in here," Jet exclaimed as he and Skete were forced to stop short of their own orgasmic pleasure by the water rising relentlessly around them. "We're all gonna drown!" "Shut the fuck up, Jet, we're NOT all gonna fuckin' drown," Des tried to calm the naked young boy now crying, clinging to him. "Though if you don't stop bawlin' I may make an exception in you're case." "Where's the lantern?" Pete looked about, his eyes seeing nothing but black. "Hanging on the wall," Skete reminded him, so it wouldn't get wet. "Which wall," Des asked, relieved that the two Davis boys had seemingly thought of everything. "Uhhhh...beside the boulder," Skete told him, panic starting to invade his voice. "Which boulder?" Des asked anxiously. "Uhhh...this," Skete's voice cracked. "This boulder...the one we're on." "Can you find it? Can you feel for it?" Des asked trying to be calmer than he felt. "It's...underwater now," Skete murmurred softly, regretfully. "I'll get it," Pete rolled over into the water, then dived down several feet, his arms outspread, feeling the wall where he thought the lantern should be hanging, if he hadn't lost his bearings in the pitch blackness. He felt the wall with both hands, holding his breath, both literally and figuratively. He felt something soft. It was a towel. The lantern should be beside where the towel hung. He bobbed back to the surface for air. "Find it?" Jason asked hopefully. "No, but you might get down here and help," Pete urged as he once more went down, in search of the lantern. Jason was luckier. Within seconds after having found the wall, he found the lantern. Holding it as tightly as he was holding his breath, he fumbled with it, seeking the switch. A second later it suddenly began to glow underwater. It was waterproof...he hoped. He popped back to the surface, his lungs crying out for air as the other boys cried out in relieved delight, now up to their waists in water, except for Jet who was riding high astride his air mattress, though he risked pumping his head on the rocky ceiling of the cave as the water grew choppy. "Damn, that was quick! You found it!" Pete hugged Jason, kissing him profusely as the two boys celebrated their salvation. "Now, how to get the fuck out of here, that light's not gonna last forever," Des worried. "And the entrance is gonna be several feet below the surface." Instinctively Jason aimed the light toward the ceiling, surprised to see how low it now seemed. "Can we climb out? Up through there?" "Yeah, if any of you happen to be the son of Spiderman," Reed told them. "Okay...look, give me the light, I think I can swim out," Des suddenly had an idea. "Oh, yeah, great, what about US?" Jason cried in dismay as he nonetheless handed his uncle the powerful battery powered lantern. "We need a rope...I can let it down through hole and pull each one of up," Des suggested. "Nope, no rope," Pete rhymed. "No hope, ya dope." "Learn to cope," Des shot back. "The air mattresses, how many you got?" "Well...Jet's, ours, yours, and two...over there, floating around," Pete pointed. "I'll get'em," Reed cried diving into the water, swimming across the cavern to retrieve them. "Great, let the air out of 'em," Des ordered as he started doing so with his own. "Let the AIR our?" Skete cried in disbelief. "Yes, hurry, the water's still rising," Des insisted. "We can tie them together that way, end to end--instant rope." "You're fuckin' crazy," Pete insisted. "Sounds more like GENIUS to me," Reed told them as he climbed naked from the water with the two errant air mattresses. "And these fuckers are tough, too, looks like army surplus." "Navy surplus," Skete insisted as he and the others began squeezing air from the heavy duty bladders. "You gotta get ALL the air out or I'll never be able to dive down and under the top of the underwater entrance," Des told them as he began tying the first two together. "We got five. They're about six feet long, maybe seven. Allowing for the knots, that's twenty-five feet long, maybe a tad more, hope it'll be enough." "Tie'em tight, they'll have to support more'n a hundred pounds in my case," Reed worried. "You sure you can pull me up." "We'll see. You I'm gonna pull up last, so I'll have some help from the other boys," Des told him. "Damn, I hope this fuckin' WORKS." "Don't fuckin' get LOST on the way out," Jason worried. "Must be a storm surge or something, I never seen it get this high before." "Worse, I'll be swimming against the tide," Des realized. "Who knows what it's like out there on the other side." Des had seen Caribbean storms before; he knew how powerful they could be. "Hope our clothes are still dry," Pete worried. Des looked at the sweet-faced boy in disbelief. "Yeah...right, what would your old man say if you came home NAKED?" He suddenly grabbed the boy behind the neck, pulled him close and kissed him hard. Then Des tied the air mattresses around his naked waist. He dove into the water, trailing the deflated "rope" of air mattresses behind him, swimming with the lantern underwater, hanging from a cord around his neck. The tide was strong... stronger than he'd hoped. The distance was close to fifty feet. He was making progress though, the underwater arch of the entry opening seemed to grow closer. He stopped at the far side, holding onto some ceiling rocks, some six or eight feet above the opening. He needed to catch his breath. "I made it this far!" he shouted back to the boys, now engulfed in total blackness. "Go for it!" Reed shouted back. All they could see was a dull glow in the water. "SEE YA TOPSIDE," Des shouted as he drew in several deep breaths, then dived down.