Date: Mon, 16 Jan 2017 02:51:39 +0000 From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com> Subject: Jason Turns Ten--Epilogue 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 EPILOGUE Jason Cox lay buckled into a reclining dental chair. He was completely naked. He was eleven years old now. Through a large window in front of him he could see a gathering group of men and boys as they milled about on the stone pavement of the newly completed Cox Boys Academy. In less than hour his father, mother, grandfather, uncle, brother, and several friends would be taking part in an informal ribbon-cutting ceremony which would officially open the new school. A man Jason knew only as Doctor Spook (obviously not his real name) came in, dressed in the obligatory white, knee-length smock of his profession. "Ready?" "You sure this is going to work?" Jason questioned as the man afixed a transparent plastic cylinder with an attached tube to his five-inch boy-cock, causing it to harden and extend itself at least another half-inch. "No," the doctor told him softly. "You're not?" Jason reacted in dismay. "Why not?" "I asked if you were ready?" The doctor repeated. "You didn't answer." "I guess I'm as ready as I'll ever be," Jason decided to reply. "No, you're not." The doctor contradicted him as he lowered a small TV monitor on an extension arm to a point blocking Jason's view out the window. "What do you mean?" Jason asked as he moved to peer around the obstacle. "You're NOT as ready as you'll ever be," Dr. Spook told him. "You're only eleven. Most boys don't start producing until they're twelve or thirteen. So you're NOT as ready as you'll ever be." "This is supposed to make me cum, right?" Jason reviewed what he'd been told. "It might. That's what we're hoping." Spook told him. "You've been masturbating since you turned ten. You've been highly...might I say...EXTREMELY...active sexually for over a year now. You've been on Semenol for sixty-four days now. And, we've made subtle improvements in the extractionator and its programming. "Extractionator?" Jason repeated fearfully. "What would you suggest calling it?" Dr. Spooked grinned down at the seductive little boy he was about to orgasm. "The...the...CUMSUCKER?" Jason laughed, gazing down at his hard young cock and eager young balls. Spook smiled. "Not very scientific but...let's wait until you're felt what it's going to do to you, maybe you'll have a better name." "It's gonna suck my cock, right?" Jason sought to reassure himself this was all no big deal. "Yes, Jason, it's going to suck your cock, but..." "But what?" Jason quickly reacted. "Okay. I guess you should have some inkling what to expect," Dr. Spook sighed. "The...what was it...cumsucker? It's programmed to excite your penis, prostate, and testicular system to a degree several times beyond anything you've ever encountered before. I know...you've had hundreds...maybe thousands of wildly pleasurable orgasms in the past..." "Not that many, but quite a few," Jason laughed self-consciously. "Whatever...this time we're going to push you to the very edge of sexual sensory overload." Spook told him seriously. You may even feel a certain amount of pain...the line between pain and pleasure is exceedingly thin where ejaculations are concerned. You may black out. Don't worry if you do. It'll only be momentary. The...whatever you wanna call it...is programed to shut down if your pulse and blood pressure rise to perilous levels." "WOW!" Jason reacted, his forboding mixed with the excitement not unlike boarding a rollercoaster. "You may feel as if you're...dying from pleasure...but you wouldn't be here if this wasn't perfectly safe," Spook told him. "Your grandfather has been the one responsible for designing, building, and programing most this. He wouldn't approve anything that would hurt you in the long term. "So...why am I the guinea pig?" Jason wanted to know. "You're the perfect age...sexually immature but on the verge of sperming...and if this works, it'll make possible the broader harvesting of the most important ingredient in that little white pill you and your horny young friends enjoy so much." "Geeze..." Jason murmurred softly. "See...out there...all those naked young boys," Spook pointed at the gathering group on the plaza. "Most are between ten and twelve years old. None of them have ever produced semen. If our tests with you today pan out as we hope, most or all of them can be harvested daily. We can put Duralon into production for further human testing and high-end marketing." "And if not?" "We'll wait a few weeks or months, groom you a little more with Semenol, and then try again," Dr. Spook told him. "Jason, I can't emphasize this enough. There are millions of your family's dollars--Cox Pharmaceutical dollars--tied up in this. If everything works out, Duralon, or other similar substances, will be worth billions. If not...Cox Pharm...the school...everything could go down the tubes." "Doc, you're scaring me," Jason confided. "Sorry...didn't mean to lay this on so heavy," Spook smiled. "Let me ask you again. You ready?" "Gettin' harder by the second," Jason confirmed. "Let the orgasm begin." "Atta boy," Spook patted him on the bare shoulder upon which he'd just loaded quite a burden. "Okay, I'm gonna start slow, let you get used to it. The TV will play your favorite porno flick...." "I have a favorite?" Jason laughed. "I know...all of them," Spook smiled. "This one is you, your brother, Jan, and Reed getting it on together a few weeks ago." "You videotaped that?" Jason reacted in surprise. "Oooooo fuck, Doc, you call that starting slow...lahhhhhhahhh fuckkkk," Jason gasped as he squirmed in his seat, feeling the...cumsucker....starting to do its thing with incredible efficiency. "Just relax, enjoy the ride, let the machine do it to you," Doc urged. "Don't move. Let it milk your cock. If all works out, you'll not only have the orgasm to end all orgasms, but you'll feel what its like to shoot your cum for the very first time." "And if it doesn't...oooahhehhhh fuck feels goooooood," Jason moaned. "If it doesn't my boy, then you'll be in for one hell of a fuckin' dry cum," Doc confided. "I'm not gonna lie to you, Jason, you're gonna feel like your guts...and everylthing else down there...are being ripped to shreds." "NOW you tell me....ahhahhhiaiieiaeoaeihahhahhhhhhhhh god, ahgheoiahieoaih feelin' like that already," Jason joked. Now he knew why he had been buckled down. "Lookin' good," Doc confided as he observed more than a dozen indicators arrayed on a console next to Jason's chair. "Feelin' good too...lahgheoaiehhahhehhehrhh fuck, Doc, feelin'....ahhaheoiaieoih god, this fucker's fantastic, feels really... really...ahhahhehhahhehhhh, I can't begin to describe...aghehiaooiaieihaehhhhuuehhghhhhhh...." "Actually, you ARE describing it though not in words," Doc told him. "I'm enjoying the feedback...you're being recorded, your oral reactions will be correlated with all the other data we're picking up. "Feels like I could cum any second," Jason told him. "Get use to it, that feeling doesn't go away....it just gets stronger and stronger...hopefully until you ejaculate," Doc told him. "It stops when I start shooting my cum?" Jason asked. "HooooooOOOOooooooOOOoo fuuuuccckkkk...fucccck....aohhahhhh god, doc, I'm...feels...I'm feeling feelings I never....aiiaiieiohaoeihoihoih!!!" "It stops when it gets to a gallon," Doc told him in mock seriousness. "You're joking...aghehiaieiiaoeirhhahehhhhh yes, yes, yes....ahhahhhah fuck, you're joking, right?" Jason gasped in soaring pleasure as his naked little boy-body began heaving and thrusting, squirming wildly as the pleasure grew more and more intense. "I'm joking," Doc confessed. "We dialed it back to a half-gallon."' "Ooaohieiaieiaoehoihoeahhhhah fuck, Doc, that I might do," Jason tried to laugh through the excruciating pleasure he was feeling building within his thin, gyrating, naked groin. "Ohhhahhhahh god, Doc, my cock, my cock, feels like..aaieiialliighhhh." "Go for it, kid, you're lookin' good, orgasmic pressure is pushing eighty....all other indicators nominal...it's better than I'd hoped so far," Doc smiled down at him. "Feel it, boy, feel the feelings, enjoy the pleasure; let it wash over you; don't fight it." "Hooooaoooaooaoo god, doc, I'm feeling it alright.....ahgieiaieiiaoeohhahhhhhhh yes, feeling it, feeling it, stronger and stronger...ahbghhehahhh fuck, feels good, ahghhehahh better and better, better than anything I ever...aieiiaieiolaoeihhhhhhh do, I think...I'm getting close, Doc. Feels like I'm gonna blow!" "Do it, Jason, do it. You're right...just over ninety-percent now, you're about to....ohhahhhh fuck, you're getting critical...do it, boy, do it, do it, do it, JASON...JASON...JASON...NOW....NOW...NOW...SHOOT IT, SHOOOT YOUR CUM, BOY, SHOOT LYOUR CUMMMMMM!" Doc cried, his excitement growing with every uptick of his dials. "AuuuaeaiiiAUUUEUAEIRUGUEUAUEIAEUGRGUUUAGEGGAGG DOC, CUMMMING...CUMMING...AHGHHEHAHH FUCK, CUMMING...HARD...HARDER AND HARDER AND...AHEIAOEIAHEOIHO GOD, DOC, FEELS GOOD...AHGOEIAHOIH TOO GOOD, AHOEIAHOEIHOIH FUCK....AHEIIAIEIIHAOAIHOIH STOP, STOP...AHGEOIAOIHEOIH FUCK, I CAN'T TAKE ANY MORE, I CAN'T..." Jason cried out in the excruciating pain and pleasure Doc had promised. "NO...NO, JASON, YOU...YOU'RE CUMMING...YOU'RE CUMMING...HAHHAHH FUCK, EJACULATING...NICE ONE, AHH YEAH, A LITTLE JUICY, BUT THAT'S TO BE EXPECTED...YEAH, AHHHAHHAHH GOD, THREE BIG ONES, GEEEEEZE, BOY AHHAHHHH FUCCCKKKK YEAH!! "I'M SHOOTIN? I'M REALLY.....AHAHEHHRHHAGHGHHHH, FUCK, DAMN RIGHT I'M SHOOTIN' AHHAHHA FUCK, HARD, AHGEHAOEOAIOHEOIH GOD, FEELS GOOD, FEELS...FEELSS SO...DIFFERENT, SO...." Jason searched for words "SATISFYING?" Doc suggested as he powered down the machine. "OHHHHHH YEAH...YYEAHHHHHHH...MMMMMMMM YEAHHHH SO...LIKE YOU SAID, SATISFYING...UANNGNNN!" Jason jerked upward despite his bonds. "Aftershocks....you'll be feeling them every few seconds for the next couple minutes," Doc explained. "We really put your internal sex organs through quite a workout, the shocks will last a while." "UNNNANGNHAHHG...OOHAEHHHHHH GOD, FUCK, YOU GOT THAT...UNNAGNNENG...RIGHT!!" Jason endured several more jolting spasms, each a little less intense than the one before. "You enjoy that?" Doc asked as he unbuckled Jason's restraints. "OHHHH...UNNNGNNNGHHH...man, I...yeah, sure, it's just that...UNANNNnnnhgggg...damn...it was so...intense...feels like I've been wrung out and hung up to dry...auiehjnnghahhhh....whew...like little mini-orgasms," Jason jerked as yet another one hit him. "When you feel like you've recovered, we'll go out on the plaza with the others and you can watch the...historic...proceedings," Doc Spook told him. "Come on, I'm ready now, I can't wait to meet all those new boys out there on the...anaeurnnguuauehghh..." Jason jerked as another blast of pounding, jolting, sexual pleasure pummelled him. "Maybe you better wait a little," Doc suggested. "All those cute little naked boys out there will think you're SPASTIC." "You really gonna use that monster on all those naked little boys out there and make'em cum?" Jason inquired in near disbelief. "If and when we think they're ready," Doc told him. "We've got more tests as to how much Semenol it takes to start a boy your age and younger producing sperm but...yeah, that's the main idea." "So...this whole thing...this school, is just a scam to harvest cum from naked young boys like me for makin' Duralon?" Jason began to realize. "Oh, no...that's just part of the plan," Doc confided. "It really is...or will be...a school, teachers, scholarships, dorms, various student activities. On top of that, we'll be training them sexually to be...I think they'll be called 'pleasure boys' ....for leasing out to certain wealthy clients." "Sex slaves?" Jason guessed. "Not really...or at least...very willing, and eventually, very wealthy ones," Doc told him. "You...you got your cock under control yet?" "I think so, it's been a while since the last spasm," Jason told him. "That my cum there in the tube?" "That's it...almost twice what we were hoping for," Doc held up a small test tube. "How many pills will that make?" Jason wanted to know. "It'll require about three times this much just for ONE Duralon," Doc explained. "That's why we need so many boys and such a steady supply." "How many boys?" Jason asked as he and the good doctor left the lab to make their way down to the plaza. "I don't think anyone's settled on an actual number," Doc told him. "They're still building dorms, you know. If I had to guess, I'd say fifty to a hundred, but...if we start large scale commercial production here the population could double or be triple that." "Geeeeze," Jason sighed as they emerged from the Cox Pharm lab into the bright sunlight. Jason looked down, noting with pride that his cock was still hard, standing almost straight up. "Well?" Doctor Mathison questioned as the two joined the group of VIPs. "I think you'll be pleased," Spock winked as Jason's dad stepped forward to a microphone to start things off.