Date: Sat, 26 Mar 2016 05:48:40 +0000 From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com> Subject: Jason Turns Ten, Chapter 20 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 TWENTY "Damn, would you look at that?" Jason Cox laughed as he and Troy ambled into the basement pool-gym. "Yeah, I guess you could say that," Troy gasped as he gazed across the water to the opposite side where his little brother Trey and Jet were locked in a heaving, thrusting, sexual embrace beneath the shower spray, their slender, naked little prepubescent boy bodies reflected in the mirror behind them, making it appear that there were four of them altogether. "Looks like good, clean fun, to me," Jason rested his arm around the naked shoulders of his new friend whom he'd finally persuaded to return to the house completely naked rather than getting dressed again after loosing his orgasmic virginity on the beach with Jason a short time before. "It's like...almost like they're...they're fucking each other...sorta," Troy observed in embarrassment. "We got company," Trey told Jet, not breaking the rythmic movement of their hard, throbbing, young boy-cocks one against the other. "Cool, we can watch your brother throw up again," Jet replied loudly enough for the other two boys to hear. "Care to join us?" "Ulp..." Troy reacted. "You're not gonna HEAVE again, are you?" Jason asked worriedly. Troy shook his head. "I...I don't think...so," he told Jason even as his stomach nonetheless swirled a time or two. "They make a cute pair," Jason smiled as he walked Troy toward a second shower head next to that of Trey and Jet. "If you say so," Troy allowed, unsure himself if he were aroused or repulsed by what he was seeing. His cock got instantly hard in any case, matching that of Jason. Jason reached up and aimed the shower spray to the right of where Trey and Jet were locked in their feverish embrace then turned on the one beside them, aiming it to the left so that the spray from the two met in the middle. Then, as the two younger boys moved with the redirected jets, Jason all but dragged Troy into the showers and began kissing, touching, fondling, caressing, and arousing the slightly older boy much as he'd done out on the beach that morning. "Whoa...cool...no, hot...," Jason murmurred as he slipped his lips from Troy's, finding the boy's initial resistence fading. Between them, Jason fucked their boy-cocks together, pleased that Troy had picked up the rythmn and was fucking him back. "Feelin' good?" he whispered in Troy's ear. "I...I think...err...yeah...yeah...feels good," Troy decided a bit reluctantly as the four boys all but became one. "Wanna switch?" Jason suggested to Jet. "Fuck yes," Jet laughed as he let Trey slip from his grip into his older brother's hot, sexual embrace, then grabbed Troy and began with him the same driving, sexual moves he and Trey had been enjoying. "God, you're a hot little fucker," Jason whispered into little Trey's ear as the eight-year-old moved like a jack-rabbit, rapidly grinding their cocks together as they kissed so hard Jason felt his lips getting numb. "Mom's gonna kill us for using so much water," Jet worried as he started giving Troy more sexual pleasure than he'd ever felt in his life, even more than out on the beach with Troy. "Let's cum," he urged Troy. "You old enough to...you know..." Troy asked in surprise and he nonetheless drove himself closer and closer to orgasmic bliss. "Fuck no, I'm only nine," Jet told him. "Bet you can shoot off like old 'facefull' though," Jet joked. "How you two doin', gonna pop a load there, Troy?" Jason teased the thirteen-year-old as he watched Jet really doing a number getting their cocks ready to explode. "I...I think so," Troy gasped in self-conscious sexual pleasure. "Do it, boys, do it, make him cum, Jet, make our virgin boy...FORMER...virgin boy blow off a big one," Jason urged as he and little Trey started fucking faster and more intensely. "You close?" He whispered between Trey's lips. "Do it to me, fucker, make me cum, make me cum...really...ahhhahhhah fuck, really hard, ahaoohaoih yeah, yeah, do it, do it, keep doin' it like that. Keep fuckin' my cock like that, you're gettin' me there, gettin' me close," Trey gasped breathlessly as his little-boy orgasm swelled deep with his thin, hairless loins. "Let's do it, let's do it, cum, cum, cum....AHIEIAOEIRHOIHOHI FUCK, CUMMMMM...CUMMMM, MAN, CUM WITH ME, MAN, AOIHOEIAHOEIRHOH FUCK, JASON, FEELS GOOD, OAOGHEOIAOEIHROIHOHI FUUUUUUUCCCKKK, DRIVIN' ME NUTS, YOUR COCK, AHGOEIAHOIH FUCK, YEAH, YEAH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME WITH IT, KEEP DOIN' IT TO ME, AHGOEIAHOEIRHOIH FUCK, FEELIN' IT SOO STRONG, AHGEOAIHOH GOD, YOU'RE REALLY PUTTIN' IT TO ME, MAN, AHHEOAIHEOIHOIH FUCCCKKK...FUCCCCKKKK...FUCCCKKkkkkkkkkkkkkk..." Trey cried out, pulling Jason down to the floor with him as he felt Jason start to tremble and pulsate against him. "AAIIEANANEGHHHHHHHHHAHHHAHHHHH..." Jason cried out as he plunged into the naked sexual pleasure of his own dry cum, heaving, thrusting, slipping sliding, like two mating fish across the tile floor of the shower. "CUM, YOU HORNY LITTLE FUCKER, CUM WITH ME, FEEL IT, FEEL WHAT I'M DOIN' TO YOUR COCK! OAHHHAEHHRHH FUCK, MAKIN' ME CUM SOOO HARD, AHGOIEHOAEIRHO FUCK, YEAH, CUM, KID, CUM, CUM, JUST ORGASM THE FUCK OUTTA YOUR COCK, AHODEIHOIOHHHHAHDHH DAMN, FEELS GOOD, KID, MAKIN' ME FEEL GOOOOD, AHGOEIAHEORIHO YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, BUDDY, KEEP FUCKIN' ME LIKE THAT, KEEP MAKIN' US CUM, MAKIN' US CUM, AHGOEIHAOEIRHOHGOD, HAHGEOIAHEROHIOO FUUUUUUUCCCCKKKK...FEELS SOOOOO GOOOOOooooooddd!!" "I think....I think I'm gonna...AIEIAERHHEHERHHGHHAHHHH!!" Troy cried out in horrendous sexual pleasure, his cock erupting with spurt after spurt of his white hot boy-cum. "AHAIEIHAOEIHHHHAHHHHH FUUUCK, CUMMIN', CUMMIN', AHGOOEIHAOEIRH GOD, CUMMMIN' HARD, CUMMIN' REALLY, REALLY FUCKIN' HARRRDDD...AHEOAIEOIHOIHOIHO FUUUCCCKKK....DAMN, AHGOEIAHEORH YEAH, JET, FUCK ME, MAN, FUCK MY COCK! MAKE ME CUM, MAKE ME FUCKIN' CUM, AHGEAIOEIHROIAHOIH DAMN, FUCK, SHIT, AHGOEIHAOEIHROH MUTHA-FUCKER, AHGOEIAHEORHOH YEAH, AHGEIOAEHOIAHEORIH DAMN, FEELS GOOD, SHOOOTIN' MY CUM, AHIIAIEOIHOIHREHOIH YEAH, YEAH, SHOOT YOUR CUM TO, MAN, SHOOT IT, SHOOT IT, SHOOT IT!" "ohhhOOOHHHHH FUCK, WISH I COULD, AHGOEOIAHOEIHR YEAH, I'M FEELIN' IT TO, MAN, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, "Jet cried out as Troy Pinned him against the wall mirror, driving their hard, pulsating cocks together at a tremendous, pounding pace. "CUMMIN', MAN, CUMMIN' HARD, HAOGIEHAOEIHR GOD, FEELS GOOD, MAKIN' IT FEEL SOOO GOOD, TROY, YEAH, AHGEOIAHOEIRH FUCK, MAN, FOR A VIRGIN YOU FUCK LIKE A MADMAN!" "I AIN'T NO VIRGIN NOW...NO VIRGIN NO MORE...I CAN FUCK AND I CAN SHOOT MY CUM, AND I CAN MAKE OTHER BOYS CUM, AHGOEIAHOERHOIH YEAH, YEAH, KEEP MAKIN' ME FEEL IT, AHGOEIHAOEIHRFUCK, FUCK FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK," Troy descended into a littany of words, losing his mind to the aching, pounding, exploding sexual pleasure he was feeling from his cock to the tips of his toes and the tip of his nose. "Ohhhhhhhh, man, that was fuckin' hotttttt," Trey gasped as he and Jason slowed their pace. "Geesh I thought I was gonna blow up inside." "Gonna have to start calling you 'orgasmboy' even if you are just eight years old," Jason laughed, continuing his endless kisses all over Trey's sweet little face. "Am I better'n your live-in stud out there on the boat?" "TWICE as good...twice as hot as Jesse," Trey vowed, though judging one over the other was almost impossible, not to mention useless. "Jesse's a pervert," Troy denounced his brother's sixteen-year-old lover. "Ain't we all," Jason laughed. "You're a pervert too," he accused Troy as he managed to get to his feet to turn off both showers. "Probably drained the reservoir," he giggled, observing little Trey still sprawled on the shower floor, his sprouting, hairless four-inch boy-cock still as rigidly hard as ever. "Uhhh...shouldn't we get...you know...get dressed," Troy worried as his cock faded somewhat to a drooping mass. "...in case your mom comes down...or worse...granddad?" "Hey, fucker, get over it," Jason snapped. "My mom's seen us naked and your granddad has probably seen you naked too..." "No he hasn't I keep my clothes on out on the boat," Troy insisted, looking about wondering where he'd dropped his stuff. "Guess we're gonna have to hide his clothes," Jet joked as he looked about a moment or two before spying a pile of wadded up clothes over by the door. Suddenly he broke into a sprint across the tile floor and grabbed them. "Give'em to me," Troy insisted as he moved to grab them from the younger boy. Jet heaved the wad of clothes over Troy's head to Jason. Jason missed. Troy's meager garments landed in the pool. "FUUUCCCCKKKK, now look what you did," Troy cried out as he watched Jason dive in, swimming gracefully toward the sinking mass. Jason came back up with shorts and a shirt, then as Troy waded into the water toward him, Jason threw the wet clothes to Troy's brother who grabbed them, heading for the door leading out to the steps and down to the beach. "HEY, YOU FUCKIN' MOTHERFUCKER, GIVE ME MY STUFF BACK," Troy was past seeing this as a game; now growing angry with all three of the other boys, but especially his brother, stunned by the fact that his own brother was in on torturing him too. "Where you fuckin' goin' with my clothes?" He yelled after Trey from the water, now up to his waist. "Looks like he's headed for the Zodiak," Jet laughed as all three boys watched Trey reach the bottom of the steps and scamper nakedly across the sand toward the inflatable. "Looks like you're going to be naked for a while," Jet laughed, as Troy struggled out of the water. "You think you're gonna catch up with him?" Jason laughed as Troy headed for the sliding glass doors leading out to the long flight of stone steps to the beach. Then as Troy watched Trey push the Zodiac out into the surf and fire up the outboard. He slumped to the floor tiredly and began to sob. Jason and Jet stared at one another then at the older, naked boy in dismay. Jason went over and sat down on the steps leading into the water next to Troy, draping his arm around the naked teenager, hoping to comfort him. Troy violently shook him off, suddenly bursting into tears. "Leave me the fuck alone!" He cried out. For a moment Jason thought Troy was going to punch him. "What are you crying for, you look GREAT naked...sexy...ohhhahhf fuck, gettin hard again just lookin' at ya," Jason said as he floated backward out into the water. "If you only knew how HOT you are..." "I don't wanna look HOT, I wanna look...normal...not...not gay...not...sexy or...or..." Troy once more disolved into trembling tears. "Well, you're certainly succeeding, you look like a...a fuckin'...a fuckin' little CRYBABY," Jet judged the boy he'd just made love to with surprising hardness. "HEY, FUCK YOU!!" Troy spat out angrily. "JASON, JET...WE'RE OUTTA HOT WATER," Susan Cox suddenly joined the three naked boys, though she seemed totally oblivious to their nudity. "How many times have I told you fuckheads not to waste water? I suppose next the tank will go dry." "Hooooo shit," Troy suddenly gasped as he struggled back into the water in a fruitless attempt to hide his nakedness from the boys' mother. "Troy, where's your brother?" Susan asked point-blank. "He's...uhhh...he's..." Troy stammered, hoping the pool water would disguise the tears still running down his beautiful young face. "He had to go back out to the boat," Jet told his mother as they all gazed out the massive wall of glass, watching the Zodiak suddenly swerve about heading back to the beach as Trey heaved a wad of wet clothes into the waves. "Looks like he's comming back," Jason observed. "Is lunch ready, I'm starved." Susan looked at the three boys knowingly. "Right." Troy was tempted to tell on the other boys for their having stolen his clothes but resisted the urge. "You guys get dried off and..." Susan instructed. "And I suppose it'd be asking to much for you to consider getting dressed." "Could you bring it down here so we could eat and swim at the same time," Jason suggested half-heartedly, knowing his mother all to well. "Yeah, when the pool freezes over," Susan retorted. "Now get dried off, ya got five minutes." ------------------- "We're looking at the area over there," Dr. Mathison pointed at a relatively flat area of beach and scrub dotted by a dozen or so palms, not far from the grotto where the boys had nearly drowned just a night a couple nights before. "Why there?" Jan Dixon asked as he, Des, and Alex Erickson squinted against the mid-morning sun. "See those flat rocks down there," Alex ponted to the left. "Yeah," Jan nodded. "Theres a drop-off into ten feet of water. They'll make a natural dock to tie up the construction barge until we can get a concrete pier built," Alex explained. "And that's at low tide," Dr. Mathison added. "See. That's the barge, out there near the horizon..." "We'll be landing it late this afternoon during high tide," Alex informed them. "That should be interesting," Des smiled, starting to look forward to all the new guys his age to meet and greet. "Then things will start getting a bit lively around here," Alex laughed. "What's on the barge?" Des asked out of curiosity. "A construction crane, couple dozers, a grader, cement mixers, couple dozen tons of reinforcing rods and other construction materias, plus about a dozen workers along with three or four engineers, and supervisors," Alex gave a brief rundown of his work crew. "As we get further along, we'll add tradesmen, carpenters, plumbers, electricians, glaziers, painters, finishing workers." "In another month or two, there could be as many as thirty or forty guys here on the job," Doc added. "But don't you go gettin' a hardon, you'll be leaving with me this afternoon on the incoming plane from Miami. Your classes start Monday." "Damn, just when things are starting to get interesting around here," Des grunted. "We'll bring in a second barge, plus there'll be at least one or two barges each week just bringing over building materials and supplies," Alex explained. "All guys?" Jan smirked. Alex laughed. "What? You were expecting girls too?" "All gay?" Des questioned. "Hell, I don't know," Alex laughed. "All young, if that's what you're asking...and no doubt horny...like yourself," he joked. "You probably won't see much of them, the kind of hours they put in," Doc told Jan. "They live, work, sleep, and...you know...whatever else guys like you do in their spare time...all that on the barge." "Some may not be able to resist a little beach time once in a while, but you'd probably have to go out of your way if you want to hook up with any of them. They have strict orders to stay away from the...native population...so to speak," Alex informed Jan and Des. "I'll keep an eye on the boys," Jan promised, more worried about his horny young charges mollesting the construction workers than vice-versa." "We're going to tie in the grotto over there via an underground passage into the rear from the complex...kind of a secret retreat for the staff...if you know what I mean," Doc noted. "Fuck city?" Des laughed. "We're thinking of calling it the 'groping grotto," Doc laughed. "The whole complex you could call 'Fuck City' except that the boys' parents might tend to be put off a little by such a name." "Let me get this straight, parents are actually going to bring their young sons out here to become sexual playthings for a bunch of wealthy pedophiles?" Jan questioned. "Well, your wealthy pedophiles come later, but yes...in a manner of speaking," Doc told him. "Though the parents won't be aware of it. Once the complex is finished, we'll promote it as a prestigeous, highly-selective, boarding school for boys. Parents will come and tour the place, at certain times. The boys will go home between terms and over holidays. And, they will all receive a first-rate middle school and high school education. However the main purpose is to...for lack of a better term...'milk' these young boys every morning of their immature semon to provide the all-important main ingredient for our sexual pharmaceuticals." "We'll be building to accomodate a hundred boys to start, with pre-planned expansions allowing for twice that many," Alex continued. "And, we want YOU to be in charge of the whole enterprise," Doc dropped his bombshell squarely in Jan's lap. Jan's jaw dropped as a jolt of excitement mixed with dread coursed through him like an orgasmic spasm. "You heard me right," Doc repeated. "You'll be the Director of Curriculum and Instruction...basically the headmaster in charge of keeping all the boys in line. Susan tells me you've done a remarkable job this week doing just that with my grandsons and the Davis boys." A lot she knows, Jan thought to himself. "I'm not sure I'm up to the challenge," he worried aloud. "A hundred boys...horny little spoiled brats more interested in fuckin' each other than learning anything...that's asking a lot." "Damn right...and on top of that, drilling into the boys the absolute element of secrecy as to what REALLY goes on here," Doc added. "And I'll be entrusting the care and feeding of MY grandsons to your instruction as well," Alex stunned Jan a second time. "We'll let you get use to the growing number of boys gradually," Doc smiled warmly at the paid tutor. "Over there will be the residence hall for the lab guys and production workers," Alex pointed off to the left. "They'll have underground access to the...what are we calling it, a resort or an academy?" "Probably Cox Academy," Doc replied. "The pill factory will be in the basement of the school just beneath the..." he laughed, "...milking parlor."