Date: Wed, 11 Nov 2015 05:51:41 +0000
From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jason Turns Ten, Chapter 3

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 THREE


"Where's your horny little son?" Susan Cox asked as she came down for
breakfast, joining Jack in the kitchen, who was flipping a fresh batch of
pancakes.

"Pete and Skete came over." Jack told her as he admired her svelt figure
wrapped in a thin, nearly transparent robe which barely covered her pert
little ass. "I think they said something about going to the cave, wherever
that is."

"And Jet?" Susan questioned.

"Still in bed so far as I know.  Jason said he had a rough night," Jack
added knowingly. "Didn't sleep well."

"I know the feeling," Susan sighed pouring syrup over her pancakes and
sipping orange juice. "Mmmmm...fresh squeezed."

"After last night, I owe you," Jack smiled as he poured himself a
glass. "My cock's still in a sling."

"Four times in one night is WAAY too much," Susan sighed.

"You sore?" Jack asked caringly.

"A little, but I've gotten used to it over the years," Susan
noted. "Remember when we used to go at it six or eight times a day?"

"I wasn't over twenty back then either," Jack joked. "I've slowed down in
my old age."

"Speaking of old age, don't forget, dad's flying in today," Susan
mentioned.

"When?" Jack asked as he began collecting dirty dishes and loading the
dishwasher.

"Your guess is as good as mine, probably not before ten or eleven, it's two
hours from Miami," Susan calculated.

"Dear, it's eleven-thirty now," Jack laughed. "You better get on the radio
and see what's up."

"I've been listening...nothing so far," Susan smiled. "I had better get
into something a little less revealing though, he's bringing a new tutor
for the boys don't forget. You all packed."

"Ready to head back to school," Jack told her enthusiastically. "This new
tutor, he gonna bunk in with Des? I assume he's a 'he'."

Susan laughed. "Knowing dad, yes, though Des would certainly be in for a
surprise if he's not."

"When's Des leaving for college?" Jack asked as his wife turned to leave.

"Next weekend."

"No men around, you're gonna be kind of lonely aren't you?" Jack called
after her.  She didn't answer.

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"What's with the Speedos?" Jason asked as he and the two Davis boys hiked
down the beach toward the more or less hidden wave cave, as they called it.

"Dad's idea, he didn't think it proper for two young boys to go waltzing
into your place buck naked," Pete told Jason, who was, in fact, buck
naked. "I mean, what would your mother think?"

"She'd probably think what a cute naked body you got," Jason
laughed. "Damn, I feel overdressed."

"We'll all get naked when we get to the cave," Skete promised, "The tide is
down, we can walk in."

"And just what are we doing once we get there?" Jason questioned, having a
pretty good idea without having asked.

"Packin' away our gear and getting stuff laid out," Pete told him. "We took
a whole bunch of stuff down there last night...air mattresses, food, water,
Pepsi, a radio, battery lantern...we might just spend the night."

"You guys maybe, me and Jet gotta hang with our new tutor that's flying in
with granddad this afternoon," Jason told them as they rounded several
large boulders towards the entrance to the wave cave. "School starts
TOMORROW..." Jason teased the two boys who availed themselves of the Cox
tutor during the school year. Both of them hated school. Jason, on the
other hand, loved school, especially when the tutor was as cute as Marty,
who had left back in May for graduate school.

"He better be cute," Pete insisted.

"With a nice dick," Skete added.

"God, you two are queer ducks," Jason laughed shaking his head, yet hoping
they were right on both counts.

"Now we can get naked," Pete announced as he skinned out of his Speedo,
followed by his eleven-year-old brother. Soft, neither boy was very
impressive, but as Pete quickly hardened up, his thirteen-year-old boy-cock
stretched out just slightly beyond that of Jason's five inches. Skete had
barely four, but unlike his brother, his arched straight out and curved
upwards.  Pete's "magnificent monster," as he called it, stuck pretty much
straight out horizontally, bobbing around with every move he made.

"My god, you guys weren't kidding, look at all this shit," Jason gasped as
he gazed around at all the garbage bags stuffed with the boys' gear piled
on the rocks well above the high tide line. He slipped out of his
flipflops. He liked the feel of the soft sand making up the floor of the
cave. The sun shone in through the south-facing entrance during most of the
day giving the place a sexy, bluish glow as it bounced off the white sand
and the blue-green water once the tide came in. "Which bag has the kitchen
sink?"

"Dad doesn't like it when we start kissing and gettin' it on around the
cottage so we're kind of movin' here where we can..."

"Enjoy each other," Skete finished his brother's words.

"You suck and stuff?" Jason asked.

"SUCK?" Shit no, that's sooo queer," Skete recoiled in distaste. "Besides,
that fucker would probably shoot his stuff in my mouth!"

"That's sooooo queer," Pete added. "What? You a cocksucker?"

"Nawwww...no way...that's sooooo queer," Jason agreed, though in fact, he'd
made up his mind to at least TRY it sometime if he ever had the right
chance.

"We just come here and jack around?" Pete acknowledged. "You started
jackin' off yet?"

"A little," Jason replied illogically.

"Can you cum?" Skete asked abruptly, admiring Jason's slender, young boy
nakedness and sizable hard cock.

Jason shook his head. "See, you can suck ME without having to worry," he
joked at Skete's expense.

"Yeah, right, look who's queer," Skete accused as he and Pete began
unpacking. He threw Jason a brand new air mattress. "There, you're into
blowjobs, blow that up."

"God, all this sex talk has me soooo hard, I can't wait to spill a load,"
Pete groped his cock, making it still longer and harder, sporting an rigid
erection only a thirteen-year-old could maintain.

"You two jack off a lot," Jason questioned. "Like every night?"

"We DID, until dad made us sleep in separate beds," Pete noted. "He said if
we didn't quit...'foolin' around' he'd make me sleep in the living room on
the couch then lock Skete in the bedroom at nights."

"He wants to make sure we don't turn out gay," Sket added as he tackled an
air mattress of his own.

"A little late for that, wouldn't you say?" Jason laughed.

"We ain't gay, we just act that way," Skete joked. "We don't fuck or suck
each other or anything like that," he insisted.

"Kid sex, then, right?" Jason suggested.

Pete shrugged. "I guess. You and Jet do anything?"

"I taught him how to jack off last night," Jason revealed.

"NO SHIT?!!" Pete cried in surprise. "That little pup's started jackin' his
cock?"

"He came over, crawled into bed with me and started humpin' my hip," Jason
related. "What else could I do?"

"We do that sometimes...or used to," Skete revealed.

"He calls it 'dry fuckin'," Pete laughed. "I call it a long hard road to
orgasm," he added.

"We both cummed right off the bat," Jason countered.

"You shot cum?" Pete questioned.  "I thought you said..."

"We just orgasmed...no cum...dry fucked," Jason told them, adopting Skete's
term.

"You kiss and stuff?" Skete wanted to know as he finished blowing up his
air mattress well ahead of Jason.

"A little," Jason minimized the oral aspects of their lovemaking, unsure
how the two brothers would react.

"A LITTLE?" Pete laughed as he began giving his own air mattress a blowjob.

"Nobody kisses a little," Skete insisted. "We kiss a LOT...mouth open,
tongues out..."

"Slobbering all over my face," Pete laughed. "Skete's fuckin' into kissin'
a lot more than I am."

"So does Jet, once I showed him how," Jason admitted.  "He was kind of
turned off at first."

"There!" Pete cried exultantly as he flopped down his half-inflated air
mattress beside the other two. "Come on, boys, let's do some heavy
orgasming, I got two balls full of cum that just can't wait," he added as
he took his place on the middle inflatable, leaving Jason the one only half
inflated to his right and his little brother the one on his left.

"Whatcha wanna do, jack off?" Jason asked as he stretched out naked on his
side next to Pete, his hard, throbbing, boy-cock resting on Pete's slender,
naked hip.

"Let's you and me dry fuck him and we can take turns jackin' his cock,"
Skete proposed as he reached for his older brother's upstanding
rigidity. "And we can all three kiss a lot," he added, "really mop his
face."

"Hey...stop it, guys, lickin' my face is almost like lickin' my dick," why
don't you do that instead?"

"That's too queer," Skete insisted.

Jason wanted to try it but was afraid of what the other two would say or
do. Instead he locked lips with Pete, kissing another boy for only the
second time in his life (his dad and Des, he reasoned, didn't count).

"Damn, you're a good kisser," Pete broke free after nearly five
minutes. "Not like ole spit-face over there."

As Pete spoke, Jason took on "spit face" and found him to be every bit as
wet and sloppy as his own little brother had been the night before. Then
the two of them, cocks smashing against Pete's slender, boyish hips, took
on Pete, attacking him orally, even as they switched off, Jason now
fervidly stroking Pete's "magnificent monster."

"Feels good," Skete mumbled, his mouth full of Jason's tongue. "I love
fuckin' like this."

"If you can call it that," Jason giggled, enjoying kissing the older of the
two boys as much or more than dry humping his boney hip.

"You feelin' anything?" Skete wanted to know.

"Maybe, a little," Jason admitted. "How'my doin'?" he asked Jason, barely
parting their lips.

"Gettin' to me," Pete replied, heaving and thrusting his hard, throbbing
cock and slender pelvis up into Jason's jacking fist. "Harder, faster, I
really need to cum baaadddd..."

"Here, let me," Skete pushed Jason's jacking hand aside and attacked his
older brother's cock with a vengeance. "I know what he likes, what really
makes him cum haaaarrrddd."

"Ooooahhahhhhhhhhh god, Skete, save some for the next time," Pete cried out
in pleasure approaching pain.

"You gonna shoot?" Skete asked anxiously, now more into giving his brother
sexual pleasure than his own.

"Gettin' close," Pete acknowledged between Jason's incessant kisses.

"Me too," Jason announced as he felt his loins starting to tremble with
growing sexual pleasure with every heaving thrust of his boy-cock against
Pete's naked body.

"Let's all do it together," Pete urged.

"Okay, hang on, I gotta fuck harder," Skete insisted as he slowed his hand
on Pete's cock and drove his own boy-cock with amazing fury.

"He fucks like a fuckin' RABBIT," Pete joked as he endured the assault of
the other two boys on his slender nakedness. He felt Jason's stroking hand
return to his cock, starting to masturbate him even harder than Skete had.

"Ohhhhh fuccckkkk...I'm getting close," Skete gasped in growing sexual
agony.

"Harder, faster, harder, faster, Jason, ahhahhhhh yeahhhh...do it, man, do
it to me, jack me, jack me, jack me off, man, make me cum, make me cum
sooooo fuckin' hard,
ahhahhah...IiiiiiIIIii....AIEIAIERHHHERHHGHHAHHEERIGHHHHGHHH," Pete grunted
out his first agonizing spurt of thin, whitish
boy-cum. "AIEIAEHHHAHEHHHHHGHHHHH CUMMMING, JASON, CUMMING, CUMMING,
AHGOEIAHEORIHOIH GOD, JACK ME, MAN JACK ME REALLY HARD, AGHEOAAIEHOAIHEOIH
FUCCCCKKKK...SLOW DOWN NOW...AHGEOIAHEORIH GOD, THE FEELING...GHEIOHAEORIH
FUCK, SHOOTIN' SOOO HARD, AHGHHEOAIHOIH MAN, LOOK AT ALL THAT
CUM...GHAOEIRHOIHOIH FUCCCCKKKK, FEELS...AHGOEIAHEOIRHOIH FUCK,
GOOOOD...AHGHEIAOEIRHOIH YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, DO IT BOYS, DO IT, CUM WITH
ME. LET'S ALL FEEL IT TOGETHER...!!"

"I'M CUMMING," Jason cried out as his cock seemed to double in size and
hardness, struggling mightily to unleash his cum as he was causing Pete to
do. "I'M NOT....CUMMING...NOT SHOOTIN' BUT...AHGOEIAHEOIHROIH FUCCCKKKK
FEELS...AHGOIEOAEIOIRH GOOD, GOOD, AHGHEOIHOIH FUUCCKK, I CAN HARDLY STAND
IT, GHOEAIEOAHHEHHEHHHGHHH FUUUCCCKKKK BETTER...BETTER'N
EVER...AHGEIAIOEIHOAHOIH FUCCCKKKKK FEELS...AWESOME!!"

"ORAGEHAHEHH...UNNNAGHHHHAHH...IHHHAHEHHHGHAERHHGHHHH...FUCCCK...FUHHHAHHEHAKKK...AHEIAIEHOIHOH
YES, YES,YES, AEIIAHEOIHOH FUCK MY COCK, FEELS LIKE IT'S GONNA POP OFF,
AHGEOIAHEOIHOIH MANNN...FEELS GOOD...FEELS SOOO GOOD, GHAIHOIAEOIHO YEAH,
YEAH, OWHHEIOAIEHOIH GOD, SOOOO FUCKIN'GOOD...CUMMIN' SOOO HARD,
AHGOEIHOEIHOAH FUCCCCCKKKK...AIEIAOEIHOAIEHHHHHHHAHHHHhhhhh..." Skete
endured the longest, hardest, most powerful orgasm of the three, or so it
sounded at least.

"WHOOOOaaaaa maaaannnn," Pete exhaled, unmindful of the little lakes of
boy-cum all over his heaving abdomen and chest. "Mannnn, you really made me
cum HAARRRDDDDD...WOW...we gotta do this some more...whoa..."

"Fuuuuccckkk, you two are...damn, something ELSE...geeeesss...like two
fuckin' machines goin' at each other," Jason rolled over onto his back,
unmindful of his barely inflated air mattres.

"Hey, what can we say, we like sex...and we do a LOT of it...or did,
until..." Pete's mind returned to reality. Then in surveying their
surroundings, "God, I can't believe this place, man we can come here and
just...just...orgasm the FUCK outta each other."

"Yeah, Jason, bring Jet along next time, we'll jack him to kingdom come,"
Skete laughed. "The little guy won't know what fuckin' hit him."

"He's nine, right?" Pete guessed. "Fuck, I didn't start jackin' till I was
fuckin' eleven, I think."

"I was ten," Skete recalled. "Last year we started doin' each other."

"You gonna keep on doin' stuff with him?" Pete questioned. "God, it'd be
fun to make a nine-year-old little boy feel the feeling...you know...dry
cum...orgasm him all over the place."

"How come he didn't come with you?" Skete questioned as he lay on his back
next to Pete, also staring up at the colorful watery reflections on the
cave ceiling as the tide started coming in.

"He was pretty fucked out after last night," Jason excused his little
brother absence. "We made each other cum once then he went back to his own
bed and jacked himself off at least once...probably more like two or three
more times...kid with a new toy, I guess."

"I love my toy," Skete laughed as he once moe began playing with it.

"LISTEN!" Jason said suddenly.

"Your granddad's plane?" Pete identified the once a week sound of the
two-engine Cessna approaching the island's paved, three-thousand-foot
runway.

"Hey, listen, I hate to have to cum and run like this, but I really should
go meet him...see dad off...he's headed back to Florida State when they
leave." Jason jumped to his feet.

"They won't mind you being naked?" Skete laughed as Jason headed for the
water to swim out.

"They've seen me naked before...lots of times," Jason cried back as he
waded into the shallow water.

"What about your new tutor guy?" Pete laughed. "He's gonna get quite an
eyeful."

"It'll go down before I get over to the runway," Jason assured them just
before diving into the incoming surf. At a dead run, Jason assured himself
he could make it the mile or so to the landing strip before the plane
touched down, knowing his granddad liked to circle the island several times
to show it off to newcomers. A moment later, he was waving as the plane
swooped low over the beach just before Jason turned inland to the grassy
berm along the island's only paved road. He dreaded having to dash barefoot
acrosss the hot asphalt.

As Jason drew nearer, he spotted his mom and dad, along with Jet and Destry
waiting near the hangar for the plane to taxi toward them. He felt a little
embarrassed.  None of them were naked. Even Jet, who spent most of his life
stark bare-assed naked, was wearing shorts, flipflops, and a cut off
t-shirt. Damn, he looked sexy.

"Heyyyyyy, look who came dressed for the occassion," Jason's father teased
as he hugged his son's naked boy-body.  "Working on your tan, I see."

Jason almost laughed. If only his dad knew what he'd been workin on.

"Hooooo my goddddd," Jet gasped.

Jason might have echoed his little brother had he been able to catch his
breath. Their tutor, climbing from the plane, was drop-dead gorgeous,
bare-chested, clad only in a pair of very short white shorts and sandals.

"Jet, forgodsake, don't embarrass us," Susan hissed at her younger
son. "Dad! Seems like I've been waiting for hours," she cried as she hugged
and kissed her slender, graying, forty-five-year-old dad.

"Dr. Mathison...how was the flight?" Jack shook hands with, then hugged his
father-in-law, all the time unable to take his eyes of the gorgeous hunk
the man had brought with him.

"Not bad, but we've got to get started back, there's a front moving in this
afternoon," Dr. Mathison warmly hugged his two
grandsons. "My...you've...grown," he commented, gazing down at Jason's
rapidly hardening boy-cock in seeing his future tutor. "Boys, I want you to
meet your new school marm, this is Jan Dix and...where is he...hey, you
hiding in the backseat, get your ass out here. "This is Jan's brother,
Reed. Their parents died in a boating accident a couple years ago, Jan was
assigned to be Reed's guardian until he turns eighteen." Doc
explained. "Reed, this is Jack Cox...he'll be going back with me...his
wife, Susan, and this handsomely attired specimen of pubescent boyhood is
their son, Jason, and his little brother Jet....short for Jetson. Oh, and
this is my son Destry. He'll be going to start college at...Miami U?"

"Miami State," Destry corrected. "Majoring in film." He was starting to
wish he'd put college off for another year. If Jan Dix was devastatingly
sexy, his younger brother was to DIE for. "So, your brother will be
tutoring you here too, along with the others? How old are you?"

"Fourteen," the shy teenager replied as he shook hands around the
group. Unlike his older brother, Reed was more modestly clad in blue jeans,
sneakers and a Florida State t-shirt.

"Hey, he has good taste in clothes, at least," Destry commented on Reed's
t-shirt. Like Jan, he was also shirtless, wearing only swim trunks and
flipflops. "As you may have noticed already, we dress rather...informally
around here, right Jason?"

"I'll get the bags," Reed excused himself, heading back toward the
plane. He was not very comfortable with strangers, and this crew seemed to
be about as strange as he'd ever seen.

"He's a bit shy," Jan excused his younger brother. "He's really quite
friendly once you get to know him."

"I'm sure he is...and we will," Destry commented, unable to take his eyes
off the teenaged little brother, an unexpected treat for the eyes.

"Down boy," Dr. Mathison patted his son on the back. "I suppose you'll find
out, if you've not already guessed, Des here is a little on the gay side."

"Nice to know," Jan smiled, giving Des the once over from head to toe. "We
should get along...well...quite well."

"I got mine...yours were too heavy," Reed complained as he returned pulling
two wheeled bags.

"Textbooks," Jan smiled. "Reed's been into body building but..."

"I'll get them," Des volunteered, "Come on my naked little street urchin,
you can help," he told Jason.

"You'll have to excuse Jason," Susan appologized. "Actually both of the
boys..."

"Actually, ALL of us...we've kind of grown accustomed to...a nudist
lifestyle...alone here on the island," Jack interrupted. "Oh, Jan, I almost
forgot, you'll also be taking on the Davis boys, Pete and Skete...they're
the caretaker's sons...hmmmm quite a classroom, five teenaged boys...well,
three aren't quite teenagers yet, Skete's eleven, Jason is ten, and Jet is
nine, Pete, the older one, is thirteen."

"I look forward to the challenge," Jan smiled, eyeing Jet, "...cute kids,"
he commented.

"Yes...they take after their mother," Jack joked.

"And granddad," Doc added as he herded them toward two waiting golf
carts. "We have time for a drink and a bite then we gotta head back. Jack,
you better get your...cargo...on board now."

"How's things down on the Cox Pharm," Susan asked her dad as they climbed
aboard the island's main form of motorized conveyance.

"Patents pending..." Doc sighed tiredly. "I swear, if I have to meet with
just one more fuckin' lawyer...sorry, Reed, my language gets a bit crude
once I leave civilization," Doc appologized.

"So does mine," Reed laughed, putting them all at ease.

"You like goin' naked?" Jet asked hopefully.

"Jet, forgodsakes..." Susan cried in horror.

"Mostly when I shower...but..." Reed tried to joke past his embarrassment.

"But..." Jet persisted.

"I might get used to it, I suppose," Reed added, looking about, checking to
see how his response had been taken.

"Listen, Reed, Jan...you two look like you
have...very...ahhh...nice...bodies, but...don't let the boys make you feel
pressured," Susan told Jan and his brother.

"Don't let it worry you, Mrs. Cox, I'm kind of looking forward to being
naked," Jan admitted.