Date: Thu, 14 Jan 2016 05:52:33 +0000 From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com> Subject: Jason Turns Ten Chapter 12 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 TWELVE When Jan Dix awoke the morning after the storm, even at nine a.m., it was still quite dark and cloudy outside. The rain had stopped, but the wind still howled. There was a light on across the room. In bed beside him was a fully clothed man. It took Jan a moment or two before realizing it was Drew Davis, Pete and Skete's dad. Carefully, Jan slipped out of the double bed on the opposite side, then went to the bathroom. When he came back out, both Jason and Jet stood naked by the bed, staring down at Drew as if he were some kind of beached whale. Jan held his finger to his lips to hush the boys then hustled them into the next room where Des, Reed, Pete, and Skete were all still asleep. "Nice outfit," Jason complimented Jan once they were in the living room. "You look almost straight." "Thanks, you look almost naked," Jan told Jason. "Come on, lets go upstairs and see if we can't find some clothes that'll fit you two." Jason was no problem. He and Skete were about the same size. Jason skipped underwear and donned a pair of shorts, then pulled on a thin, quite worn-out t-shirt to complete the ensemble. Jet was another matter. "Nothing fits," Jet complained. "Even Skete's pants fall down soon as I let go." "Here, try this," Jan handed the nine-year-old a slender piece of cloth. "What's this?" Jet held it up, turning it various ways. "Some kind of...of..." "It's a thong, no back, barely any front," Jan told him, showing the boy how to wear it. "This part holds your junk in place, this little strip goes up between your ass cheeks." "I know what a THONG is," Jet insisted as he managed to get into it without it falling from his slender little boy-body. "Hell, I might as well be naked," He looked at himself in the mirror next to the bed. "Hey, they got a fuck mirror up here, so they can watch..." "Shhhhh...half the house is still asleep," Jan quieted the prepubescent sex-pot. "Whoa, you look so sexy, I could eat you alive," Jan laughed as he surveyed the boy. "Here, try this..." He threw Jet another old t-shirt he found in a drawer. "It's probably too big but..." "It's like a fuckin' DRESS!" Jet objected as he donned it, the hem at the bottom coming halfway down his slender thighs, the neck opening so large it practically exposed both his tiny shoulders. "If mom sees you, she'll laugh her head off," Jason came close to doing that himself. "No way!" Jet proclaimed, starting to wiggle out of his only major garment. "Hey...stop...listen, kid, the wind is still howling, it's not very warm out there, you probably caught pneumonia last night, or a bad cold at least," Jan restrained him. "That'll do till you get back home and change into something JUST as sexy." "You hear anyone coughing?" Jason asked. "Whadya mean?" Jan questioned as the three of them headed back downstairs with their puloined attire. "If anyone caught ammonia, wouldn't they be..." "PNEUMONIA, not ammonia," Jan corrected. "You may be right though, it is pretty quiet, everyone breathing normally. "They got anything up there that'd fit me?" Reed whispered tiredly as he sat up naked on the floor, next to two other naked boys. "Hurry...go see what you can find," Jan brushed off his brother. "Look in Pete's drawer...the top one." He wasn't sure Reed heard him. "Whatcha doin' now?" Jason asked as he stood by the back door anxious to head home. "Come on..." "I'm leaving Drew Davis a note, explaining what happened, promising to return his clothes and..." Jan explained as he wrote. "Be sure to tell him it was nice sharing a bed with him," Jet laughed. "That out to set him off." "It...was...nice..." Jan began as he wrote each word, the stopped. He scribbled it out. "Better not, we're in deep enough shit as it is." "He'll know you're joking," Jet urged. "Maybe, but he didn't strike me as having all that great a sense of humor, better not rub it in." Jan said as he signed the note and propped it up against the napkin holder on the kitchen table. "Come on you guys...quietly...I don't really want to face the boys' old man after last night." "What about Reed?" Jason asked as he stepped out into the brisk wind still coming in from the ocean. "What about HIM?" Jet motioned toward Des, still sound asleep on the floor, his arms cuddling Skete in a naked embrace. The wind outside was only a little louder than had been the snoring inside. "Reed's a big boy, he knows his way home." Jan shrugged off his brother's absence. "I assume Des does too." "Reed'll probably take time to FUCK both Pete and Skete before he leaves," Jet joked. "Don't laugh, I wouldn't put it past him," Jan told the boys. "You don't know him like I do. He THINKS with his COCK." "He doesn't seem like he's that horny to me," Jason considered as the trudged back through the sand, the wind destroying their hair. "You don't know him very well yet...you'll see," Jan promised. "He's a lot like Des...fucks anything that moves." Jet noted. "Hmph...in that case, my little man, you'd better stay REAL still when he gets back," Jan teased the young boy. "His cock and your ass are something of a mismatch." "Des would never try and fuck either of us...he's very protective," Jason countered. "Great blowjobs though." ---------------------------- Reed was surprised when he came back downstairs to find that Jan and the boys had left without him. Upstairs, he had struggled into a pair of gym shorts that were way too tight and an old T-shirt that had almost ripped wide open when he put it on. Neither left much to the imagination. He nudged Des, still sleeping on the floor, with his toe. "We better head home before we have to try explaining last night to you know who," he whispered to Des. "Where's you find the...let me guess, they're Pete's, right?" Des observed the scantily clad teenager. "Drew might have something that'd fit you," Reed suggested. "Shhhh...he's asleep in there..." "Forget it, won't be the first time I've gone bareasssed," Des decided. "They got anything to eat around here?" "See for yourself," Reed opened the refrigerator door. "Looks like some cold hotdogs and...popcorn? Who the hell puts popcorn in the refrigerator?" "What else?" Des peered around the door into the mostly empty fridge. "Looks like Kool-Aid...celery...an apple...or what used to be an apple...kind of...ugghhhh...two onions, a half-eaten Snickers and...damn, you're in luck...two hard-boiled eggs...peeled, no less." Reed inventoried the contents. "Give'em to me...you can have the Snickers...and the onion, if you like," Des offered generously as the retrieved their breakfast and started gobbling. "What I'd like is to be a fly on the wall when Pete and Skete try to explain to their old man what happened last night," Reed laughed as they headed out. "Damn, I shoulda stolen a blanket, it's...brrrrrr...frigid out here," Des complained, second guessing his decision to go back stark naked. "Kinda does shirvel your pee-pee don't it?" Reed joked observing Des's retracted state. "Geeees, I may never go naked again," Des shivered as the two struck out over the windswept dunes, reflexively turning their backs to the wind. "Just think about fuckin' your sister, that'll warm you up," Reed joked. "How'd you know I..." "I didn't, until now," Reed laughed. "Not for sure, anyway. I have a sort of sixth sense about sex." "Hey, incest runs in the family," Des joked. "You ought to try it sometime." "What makes you think I haven't?" Reed smiled crookedly, winking at Des. "I didn't know you HAD a sister?" Des teased. "I don't," Reed said dryly. "Your big brother showed your the ropes, I take it," Des put two and two together. "Had my first blowjob when I was seven," Reed told him. "Jan set me up with a girl down the street when I was nine or ten...she was a year or so younger than me..." "Damn..." Des laughed. "Fucked her once a day, up in our tree house for several years," Reed confided. "Had to call a halt when she started bringing her girlfriends around for me to fuck too." "More'n you could handle?" Des laughed. Reed laughed too, "Far from it. The problem was, I got one of'em pregnant," Reed recalled. "I was a father by the time I turned twelve." "She had the baby?" Des gasped in surprise. "How old was she?" "How old? Hell, I don't remember, older'n me...fifteen maybe," Reed went on. "Her name was Delores...she named the baby after me...Reeda...must be a couple years old now." "You ever see the baby? Hold her?" Des asked. "Naw...mom and dad died about that time...Jan had the good sense to get me out of town," Reed laughed. "I'm way too young to pay child support." "Damn...you got me hard," Des laughed, stroking his hardened cock into an upright position, "You want a quickie?" Reed asked, stopping, eyeing the older boy hopefully. "A quick...you...you mean...here, now...the wind blowin' and..." Des looked at the incredibly attractive young teen as if he were out of his mind. "Kind of romantic if you ask me?" Reed suggested, stepping closer, taking Des' naked body in his arms, kissing him hotly. "You're naked, I'm hungry...one hard-boild egg doesn't go very far, you know." "Be my guest," Des relented, never having turned down a "quickie" in his life. Reed kissed his way down over Des' lean, muscular nakedness to his upthrust cock, then devoured it in one gulp as Des planted his feet wide apart in the sand and arched his back, thrusting forward his hips, gripping Reed's head, face-fucking him with growing sexual pleasure. "Ohhhhhh fuck that's nice...mmmmmmm...damn you're goooood." "Thanks," Reed lifted his head from Des' cock, looking up at him, smiling, precum smearing his lips. "Give it to me...give me all ya got... I'm a growing boy, remember." "Hoooooo fuck, you got it kid...you got my eggs a-fryin'," Des joked as he began to enjoy the first aching spasms of sexual pleasure surging within his heaving, thrusting, naked loins. "Ahhhahhahhhhh fuuuuucccckkkkk, really warmin' me up." "God, you're a mouthful," Reed pulled off, resting his jaw a moment before plunging back down on Des's hard, throbbing, man-cock, all but deep-throating it, gagging once or twice, but otherwise delivering the perfect blowjob. "Ohhhhhhhh god, you're good...ahhhahhahhahh fuccckkkk...fucccckkkk...fuuuccckkk, ahhah man, suck that fucker, kid, suck that fucker, suck that fucker, ohhhahh yeah, boy, suck me off, suck me off, suck the fuckin' cum right outta my balls, man, ahhahhh yeah, yeah, ohhh fuck, I never had sex in a hurricane before." "Sorta gives a whole new meaning to 'blowjob' don't it?" Reed once more rested his straining lower jaw, before bravely plunging on. "Hhoooooo damn, you fuckin' got that right...ahhahhahh gees, kid, where the fuck'd you learn...THAT...aahhhahh fuck...THAT...move...ahhahh man, you almost made me...ahhahhhahh fuck, kid, you're really gettin' me there. "Do it...do it...shoot your cum...give me your cum," Reed gasped as he unleashed a feverish assault on Des' hard, throbbing, upthrust cock. "Hhhhhhhhooooo god, kid, take it easy, hahahhhhhooooo fuck, ahhhahhahhhhhhooooo fuck, feels good, feels...feels...oahhahhh god, kid, get ready...get ready, gettin' me...gettin' me close...I can feel it...I'm...I'm gonna...gonna....AHHAHEAERIAHEHHH CUMMMMMMMMM...CUMMMMMMM, OHHHH YEAH, FUCKER, SUCK THAT COCK, BOY, SUCK THAT FUCKER, SUCK IT, SUCK IT, TAKE MY LOAD, OHAHHHAHH FUCCCKKKK...YEAH, YEEAHHHH, SUCKIN' THE FUCK OUTTA ME, MAN, AHGHEOIAHOEH YEAH, KEEP...KEEP SUCKIN'...DON'T...DON'T STOP, AHGHEHHAHE FUCK, YEAH, FUCK YEAH....AHGHEHAHEOHH DAMN, FEELS GOOD, HAHHHEHH FUCK, I NEEDED THAT, AHGEOAOOEIHOOIHOIH YEAH, YEAH, YEAH...AHHAHEAOOEOIAHEHHHHHHH!!!" Des cried out against the wind as he blew a huge, orgasmic load straight down Reed's expertly cocksucking throat. "HAOAOOOAOO FUCK, FUCK FUCK, AHHHHAHEHHHH FUUCCCCKKK...THAT WAS...AHGHEHHAHEHH GOD, STILL FEELIN' IT...STILL...STILL....AHEHHAHEHRH GOD, YES, YES, YESSSSSSSssssss," Des moaned as his orgasm subsided, his cock still oozing cum down Reed's gulping throat. "Nice..." Reed smiled up at him, lingering ropes of cum draped from his nose to his chin, oozing from the corners of his mouth. "Still hungry?" Des teased the boy. "Plenty more where THAT came from." "I'm good for now," Reed smiled, standing back up, kissing Des desperately, giving back some of the syrupy breakfast food he was enjoying. "You owe me one." "NOW?" Des shivered in the wind, the heat of his passion quickly subsiding in the twenty or thirty mile per hour winds whipping up wet sand, swirling it all about them. "I need a hot shower." "Yeah, me too," Reed sighed. "Almost back home," he nodded at the minimalist sculptural outline of the Cox abode in the distance. "Race you to the hot tub," he cried unexpectedly then broke free, running off before Des could gather his senses from the sexual ecstasy Reed had just triggered deep in his thin, pulsating groin. "You horny fucker you," Des laughed as he broke into a sprint, his longer legs gradually gaining on the younger runner. Being naked in a footrace over wet sand had certain advantages. ---------------------------------- It was a little after ten a.m. when Jan, Jason, and Jet finally made it back to the house. In order not to risk waking the boys' mother, they headed to the classroom showers, where the three of them raced to get naked and warm themselves under the hot spray while also cleansing themselves of the salt spray they'd encountered getting back. "Hey, you two, you're here to get clean not..." Jan started to object as he noticed Jason and Jet now hotly embracing, kissing, their surging boy-cocks now sprouting up between their slender, hairless, little boy-bodies like small pink pegs, now interested only in showering one another in naked sexual pleasure. "Never mind..." His own cock wasn't exactly behaving itself as he watched. "Make me cum," Jason murmurred between Jet's hungry lips. "Let's both...mmmmmmm...ohhhhhh fuck....do it," Jet murmurred back. "Why don't you two just sixty-nine?" Jan laughed, now stroking his cock in time with their heaving, thrusting loins. "The floor's all wet, we might drown," Jet claimed illogically. Jan rolled his eyes in dismay. The rising water in the cave the night before, seemed to have left the boy a bit fearful of sex on a wet surface. "God, if you two little fuckers knew how sexy you look...so slick, smooth, slender, naked, and horny, fuckin' your cocks off like that..." "Do it...do it harder, faster, fuck...fuck...fuck me," Jason murmurred hotly as he and his little brother held one another, heaving their slender young boy-cocks against one another. "Do it, do it, make us cum, Jet, do it, do it, make us cum, make us cum, make us cummmm!" "Damn, you two...fuck, got me so fuckin' hard...so...soooo..ahgheoiahoh god, you two are...sooo beautiful...soooo fuckin' beautiful...ahhahhah god, I'm feeling so...ohhhh yeah, do it, boys, do it, do it to each other, shoot your cum, boys, do it, do it, fuck each other, ahhahhhehh god, turnin' me on...ahhahhahh fuck...fuccccckkkk...feels good, ahahhhh yeah, ahhhhhhh fuck, I may cum before you two...ahhhahhhh yeah, yeah, ahghehahheh god, feelin' it...feelin' it...' Jan moaned as his sexual pleasure swelled within him with every powerful strok of his gripping hand on his rigid, hard, man-cock. "Do it, boys, do it, do it, I'm gonna blow...ahaoaehoih fuck, I can feel it, gettin' stronger...ahehhaheh close...closer...ahhahhh...fuck....fuck...FUCCCCKKKKKK...FUCCCCCKKKKKK...AHGOEAIHEOIRH FUCK, CUMMIN'...AHHAHHEHHH YEAH, FUCKIN' BLOWIN' MY LOAD, AHGHHEHAOEIRHOH GOD, YEAH, YEAH, DO IT, DO IT, BOYS, SHOOOT YOUR CUM WITH ME, AGHHAHHEHHAH FUCK, FEELS SOOOO GOOD, AHGHEHHAEHRH YEAH, YEAH, AHGHEAOEIHROIH FUCK THEM COCKS, FUCK THEM HARD YOUNG BOY-COCKS, AHGHEHHAH YEAH, SHOOT IT, JASON, SHOOT YOUR CUMM, SHOOT YOUR CUM...SHOOT YOUR...!!!!" "AHIAIEIIAERHHHHGHHAHIIIIIAOOEIHGOIHOIH FUCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK," Jason cried out as he suddenly leaned backward, his feet planted well apart, jacking his cock, now spraying his boy-cum all over his little brother as Jet's tiny, gripping hands pulled him and his ejaculating brother back together, his rapid pelvic movements almost a blur in the steamy mist of the shower. "AHEIIAIEIHHHAHH FUCCCKKK, JET, CUMMIN', CUMMIN' CUMMIN' SOOOO HARD, AHGOEAIEHROH GOD, MAKIN' ME CUM, HAHHEHHH FUCCK...FEELIN' IT...FEELIN' IT SO HARD, SOO...SOOOO...AHHHAHHH, AHIAIIEIIAHEHOEIHOAIHEOIHGHEHAHEHHGHHH...!!" "aahhHHHAHHEHAIIAIERHHHHGHHAHHGHHAHHHHEHAIEIIAGHHH...UANNNNGHHHH...UNNNNNGHHHH...UANNNNGHGHHHHHHHHHAHEOOIHHH," Jet cried out as his naked, little nine-year-old boy-body suddenly went rigid, shuddering...trembling, rising up on his toes, enduring almost excruciating sexual pleasure as the spasms of his dry orgasm shot through him, delivering wave after wave of blinding sexual ecstasy to his immature, little boy-body. "AHHEHAHEHHRHH FUCK, JASON, JASON, KEEP...KEEP FUCKIN' ME, KEEP...AHGEOAIEHOIRH CUMMIN'...AHGHEHAOEHHH FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOD, FEELS AHGHEAOEIHROH SOOO FUCKIN' GOOOOOOOOODDDDDD...AHEOAEIRRHAHEIIEHRHhhhhhhhhhhh...fuuuuucccckkkkk," Jet gasped, collapsing nakedly into his older brother's slippery naked embrace. "Ohhhh fuck, that felt goooooodd." "Yeah...me too," Jason could only gasp as once more they kissed with abandon. "I hate to be a spoilsport, but...we better turn off the water before your mom comes down here complaining about our wasting....boys... hey, boys...earth to boys..." Des gave up, turning the water from hot to cold, calling an instant, shivering halt to their juvenile lovemaking.