Date: Fri, 1 Feb 2013 01:50:10 -0500
From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com>
Subject: EcstasyInc Chapter 29

In trying to avoid the most common plot scenarios featured on Nifty, this
story continues the saga which began with "Ecstasy Island,"continued with
"The Working Boys," followed by "Ecstasy Renewed." "EcstasyInc," like the
previous segment, is unorthodox but quite seductive, as are the figures
depicted. Like "Ecstasy Island" and "The Working Boys," and "Ecstasy
Renewed," 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. Most of the characters from the
earlier stories have returned, but there are also quite a number of new
characters which will occupy the main spotlight in this segment.

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 people in the book. This
one averages about two to three 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: The inclusion of any actual individuals in this story is in no way
meant to suggest actual occurrences or their sexual orientation. All drugs
mentioned are fictitious.

If you like what you read, let me know at crackerjacker18@hotmail.com.


ECSTASYINC

CHAPTER 29


"SANTOS," Dr. Mike called out as he returned to the waiting room to find
the Santos brothers sitting on the floor jacking one another's cocks.

"We could hear out here, just to get quipment ready," Andre Santos smiled
up at the doctor, neither he nor his brother in any hurry to stop their
mutual pleasuring.

"Well, what say we move the examination into the next room, I'm too old to
get down there on the floor and check out you two horny little puppies?"
Mike suggested with some amusement. Dealing with ten-year-olds was
something he had yet to get used to--especially sexually active
ten-year-olds who might or might NOT actually BE ten years old.

Reluctantly, Andre and Alesandro climbed to their feet and followed the
doctor to the examining room just around the corner.

"Well, other than your acute horniness, how have you two little fuckers
been the past week?" Mike began.

"He talk funny," Alesandro pointed at his brother laughing.

"Oh, how so?" Mike questioned.

"He sound like OLD fucker," Alesandro revealed.

"Really? Andre, why don't you talk for us a little?" Dr. Mike suggested.

"You got really grande cock, I sucka yo COCK, doc?" Andre asked.

"I see what you mean," Mike replied as he suddenly realized Andre was
taking his words as acquiesence, slipping to his knees and going for his
doc's cock.

"He good cocksucker," Alesandro smiled watching his brother slip the
doctor's erect seven inches between his lips.

"Uhhhh...Andre...that's not what I...meant," Dr. Mike tried to move back
only to have Andre grip his hips and move with him.  "Oh, what the hell, go
ahead..."

"He talk funny several days...week maybe," Alesandro added, watching
intently, as if trying to learn something from his brother.

"Ohhhahhahhh fuck, kid...uhh...is that so, hmmmm..." Mike said, torn
between simply enjoying a really quite well executed blowjob and his duties
as a physician. "He kind of...cracks sometimes when he talks?"

"Cracks?" Alesandro questioned.

"You know, sudden funny sounds at unexpected moments?" Mike tried to
clarify in terms a ten or eleven-year-old Brazilian street urchin might
understand.

"SCREECH?"

Mike laughed out loud. "Yes, I guess that might cover it...ohhhhhahhahhahh
fuck, fuck, fuck, boy, aoaoohh yeah, yeah, suck that fucker, ohhhh god,
yeah, ohhhhhh man, you're really HOT!"

"Only when he cums," Alesandro laughed too.

"He cums...shoots...sperm?" Mike asked in surprise.

Alesandro vehemently shook his head. "No sperm...just...orgasm...orgasm and
orgasm and orgasm and orgasm and orgasm..."

"I get the idea," Mike smiled. "Ohhhh fuck, speaking of orgasms, ohhhh
yeah, yeah, kid, give me an orgasm, boy, ohh yeah, yeah, suck me, kid, suck
me off, suck me offffff...ohhhhh fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah, oh, god,
you're good, soooooo good, ohhh fuck fuck fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck, gettin' me
close, boy, ohhhahhhah god, the feeling, keep suckin' me,
keep...keep...keep doin' it to me, keep doin' it to me, keep suckin' me,
keep suckin' my cock, Andre, ohhh yeah, yeah, ohhhhh yeahhhhh, you like
cum, you're gonna get some any second, oohhh yeah, gettin' me there, kid,
ohhh fuck, I can feel it, I can feel it,
gonna...gonna...AHHAHEIIIAIERHHGHHAEHRHH FUCK,
AOOGOEHOAIEIIIIIAIIHGHIEIII...FUCK...SHOOTIN', KID, MAKIN' ME CUM, MAKIN'
ME SHOOT MY CUM, OHHHHA FUCK, YEAH, YEAH, DO IT, BOY, DO IT, DO IT, DO IT
TO ME, HGOOAOEIHHHH THE FEELING, THE FEELING, OOAHEAHERHHHHH YEAHHHHH,
YEAHHHHHHH....AOEIAIEHROIHORIH SOOOO GOOD, GHHAOOEIEIAIEIRHHAHHHHHH,
OOGHEHHAHERIII, IIAIEHIIAOEROIIRHHHHHIIiiiiiiiieeeeeee," Mike cried out as
Andre orgasmed him so well, he found himself collapsing into a chair in the
corner of the room.

"HAHHHHAHHHHHHHAAAAA...YOU SCREECH TOO," Alesandro laughed heartily, "Just
like Andre!"

"You suck Andre now?" Andre question, getting back to his feet, waiting
expectantly, his hard, young six-inch boy-cock sprouting straight up from
his thin, hairless groin. Again, there was a distinct rasp to his voice.

"Say that, Alesandro, say what Andre did," Mike weakly instructed.

"You suck Andre now?" Alesandro obeyed.

"Now you, Andre..."

"You suck Andre now?" Andre repeated.

Mike shook his head, somewhat in surprise. "Kid, I'd say your voice is
changing, welcome to puberty."

"Pooh Bear Tea?" Andre looked at him questioningly. He'd heard those words
before.

"Hmph...yeah, something like that," Mike laughed softly.

"You suck Andre now?" Andre asked again, hopping up on the examining table
next to his brother.

"That's fine, you can stop now," Mike told him, making notations on the
boy's chart.

"Stop?" Andre looked at him in dismay, unsure what the doctor meant.

"The phrase, you can stop now," the doctor repeated.

"You suck Andre now?" Andre did a little repeating himself.

"Ohhhh...you...you want ME to...no, I...ohhhh fuck...what the hell," Mike
sighed as he drank in the seductive sexual beauty of the surprisingly
innocent young boy. "You say he...screech when he cums?"

"SCREEEEEAAEEEAECCCHHHHHHH..." Alesandro confirmed loudly, imitating his
brother.

"Welll...in the interest of science...and confirming your brother's
diagnostic observation..." Mike winked at the young boy, then, resting both
hands on Andre's knees, bent his head and sucked down on the delightfully
lively young boy-cock before him. "Mmmmmmmmm...nice....." he sighed despite
his mouth being quite full.

"ahaieiiHHiihhahheh nice," Andre screeched in surprise, long before
becomming orgasmic. "ooaooaooehhahOOOOOHHHAHHHH FEEL good...good...suck
doc, suck doc, suck doc....mmmmamaiiaieiiaerhhhghehhahh!!"

"See...SCREEEEECCCHHHHHHHH!" Alesandro laughed as Andre demonstrated his
newly minted adolescent voice.

"SUUUUCCCCKKKK...SUCKKKKK...SUUUUUCK, FUCK, SUCK, FUCK, SUCK, FUCK, SUCK
FUCK, SUCK FUCK, SUCKFUCK, SUCKFUCK, SUCKFUCK, SUCKFUCK,
SUCKFUCKSUCKFUCKSUCKFUCKSUCK," Andre squealed, alternating the main two
sexually explicit words he knew in English.

"You suck Alesandro next?" Alesandro asked hopefully.  "I no screech like
Andre."

"Andy!" Mike lifted his lips from Andre's cock. "You done with the Wells
boys yet?"

"Just a sec," Andy called from the next room. He was afixing a new patch to
each boy, then sent the twins on their way.

"Suck his cock for me, will ya?" Mike told his colleague.

"I beg your pardon?"

"Suck him, suck his cock for me, make him cum while I suck his brother, I
want to compare orgasmic reactions," Mike explained.

"Compare orgasmic reactions?" Andy asked in surprise.

"Look, Andre's having a voice change. I want to listen to both boys as they
cum and see if, and by how much, they differ."

Andy blinked, "I can't believe I'm doing this," he acquiesced, kneeling
before his own Brazilian twin and taking he boy's six-inch sprouting cock
in his mouth.

Mike went back to work on Andre, slowing down, hoping to allow Andy to
bring Alesandro to the point of orgasm so both boys might erupt in pleasure
at the same time.

"Frigid," Alesandro gushed.

"Cold, not frigid," Andre corrected.

"Cool," Andy lifted his lips from Alesandro long enough to correct both
boys. "Cool...feels cool. Dr. Andy is a cool cocksucker."

"Dr. Andy cool cocksucker," Andre repeated.  "Dr. Mike extreme cool
cocksucker."

"He's had more experience than I have," Andy joked then went back down on
Alesandro's cock, sucking it ravenously, wondering if he might get a
surprise taste of the boy's first, watery offering of boy-cum.

Mike thought of a snappy comeback, but restrained himself, casting his gaze
between the two boys and Dr. Andy, starting to wish for a sperm extractor
or two in his examining room.

"You make Andre cum?" Andre asked hopefully.

Mike nodded as he continued to suck.

"I love Andy...Andy suck gooooooood," Alesandro moaned softly, resting his
hands lightly on the back of his doctor's head as he deftly guided the man
in giving him sexual pleasure.

"Dr. Mike suck good...gooder than Dr. Andy," Andre argued.

"No," Alesandro insisted.

"Yes," Andre countered.

"No," Alesandro cried as his orgasm neared.

"Mike gooder," Andre cried, his voice cracking like an egg.

"Andre gooder," Alesandro's childlike voice unchanged.

Mike eyed Andy. Their eyes met, communicating wordlessly their mutual
realization.

"I...CUMMMMM...AIIAIEIHAHEHRHHHHHIIIAIEIHHHH(crack)...I
CUMMMM....CUMMMM...AIEIAIEHRIEIHHHH(big screech)AIEIIAEHGHHH OAHHAH
FUCCCCK....FUCCCCKKKK(agonizing squeak)aahhIIIHAEHAIIEREHHAHH
CUMMM...CUMMMM....UNNNGGHHH...IIAIEIHHGHGHHHHII...AHHAH...
IAIEIIAEHHH(screech)CUMMMMM(horrific screech)AHEIAIEIIHEHAHHH
AHEIAIEHAHHHHH IIEAIHGHHhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Screech...screech...screech...screech...screech," Alesandro mocked his
brother even as he neared the point of doing a little screeching himself.

Mike lifted his lips from Andre's cock and continued jacking it ryhmically
as his boy's naked little body convulsed in an ongoing orgasm that at first
seemed a little strange then, as it continued, quite a LOT strange. "Get a
load of this little fucker..."

"IAIIEAHHEHHEHRHHHGHH ANDRE CUM...ANDRE CUM....AHGIEAIEIIEIOIAEHOIH(squeak,
squeal, screech)ANDRE CUM...AHGEHAIEIORIOOOH FUCK, FUCK, ANDRE
CUMMMMMMMMMM...AEIIAIEHROHOH(squeak, crack,
creak)AIIEIAIHEROIHOAHEOIHO...ANDRE CUM...CUM...CUM AND CUM AND CUM
AND.....HHAHEIOAEOIIRHAOEIRHOIHOHOI(squeally creak)AIIGEAHHEHRHHH CUM
LOT...CUM LOT...AIGIEIAEHROIAHEORIH FUCK, CUM AND CUM A
LOT...AHGHEIAEIRIIHHHH(ear-splitting screech)aiiaiiIIIIAIHGEHHEHHGH!!!"
Andre cried out in the throes of what must have been at horrendous blast of
orgasmic pleasure, even though his cock expelled not one drop of his
precious bodily fluids.

"ALESANDRO CUM
TOOOO...AGHEHAIEIIHH...EIIAIEOHAHEHHAEH...CUMMMM...CUMMM...IAIIEAHOEOIHAOIEOH....EOOAEIHRIEHGBOIEH...
OOEHAEHHHRHIIAIEIGHHAHH CUM, CUM, CUM, SUCK, SUCK, SUCCCCKKKK," Alesandro
cried as Dr. Andy lifted his lips from the boy's cock and continued simply
masturbating him.

"See what I mean?" Mike smiled.

"No puberty here," Andy confirmed, even as his naked little boy continued
his orgasm.

"Aaiieiaiehhehhhh keep suck...KEEP SUCK...KEEP SUCK ALESANDRO...SUCK
ALESANDRO...MAKE ALSEANDRO CUM GRANDE...GRANDE CUM,
AOOEOAHEHHHHAHEIAIEIOAEHROIIHOIH...GEOAIERHHHHIIIEIEIAIIHGHEHHH...IIEIIAHGHEOIAHOHhhhhhhhhhh,"
Alesandro cried out, his voice in no was similar to that of his twin.

"This is the second one today," Mike told his colleague as the two stood
watching the lingering sexual pleasure they'd given each of their
boys. "You're a pretty decent cocksucker, you know that, you'll have to do
me some time."

"Only if you promise to make those ungodly noises just like Andre," Andy
joked.

"aiiiIIIIEIAHGEIAIERHHH(squeech)AIOEOAIEHRHHHHH," Mike imitated his twin.

"Close," Andy laughed.

"No close...IAIEIAEHHHAHEIIEOOGHEO(screech)aiaiOOEAHEIIRFHEIHHHHHHH," Andre
demonstrated.

"You think he was doing that on purpose all the time?" Andy suggested.

"Listen, you think I don't know the sound of an authentic adolescent orgasm
from your little pre-pube there?" Mike reacted. "How many teenaged orgasms
do you think I see...and hear...each day?'

"That why you're...so good at...what you DO?" Andy joked. "Send them over
when they're ready to be re-patched," he smiled in leaving.

"Soooo...how was that?" Mike eyed both boys as the reclined back on their
elbows, still breathiing hard and trembling in the aftermath of their
orgasms.

"You Suck Alesandro? I screech this time..." Alesandro promised.

"No, experiment over. Examination over. You two go see Dr. Andy, maybe you
can talk him into an encore," Mike suggested.

"Encore?" Alesandro questioned.

"Never mind," Mike laughed as he helped each boy down from the examining
table and shusted them off next door.

"MILANO..." Mike ordered up yet another set of twins, wondering if he was
to see yet another onset of puberty.

"You suck our cocks too?" Gino asked hopefully as he and his brother
gleefully hopped up onto the paper covered examining table.

"Mmmmm...it's tempting, but I'm pretty well all sucked out at the moment,"
Mike smiled.

"Gino's cock get bigger," Giovanni volunteered new information without
their being asked.

"Ohhhh...really?" Mike smiled, reaching for the boy's chart, checking out
his penis measurments. "Hmmm...5.9 inches in length, 3.6 inches in
girth...let me see..."

"Check it out," Gino hoisted his tiny ass off the table for the doctor's
inspection of his slender, hairless erected boy-cock.

Mike found a tape measure in a drawer and did just
that. "Impressive...looks like about six. Girth...three...uhhh...let's say
three point eight.

"Do me now," Giovanni aped his brother's pelvic thrust.

"Let's see...Gino's the one on Penifed..." Mike referred to the boy's chart
as he marked down the new data.

"Did I grow too?" Giovanni asked hopefully as Mike measured his hard little
spike.

"Length: 4.1, girth: 2.8...hmmm...no, 'fraid not, about the same as
before," Mike noted from the boy's chart in marking down his new
measurements.

"Maybe you suck...maybe I grow?" Giovanni suggested hopefully.

"Nice try," Mike smiled induligently. "Anything else to report?"

Both boys shook their pretty little heads.

"How many orgasms per day?" Mike questioned.

The two boys looked at one another in dismay.

"Twelve," Gino guessed.

"Seven," Giovanni replied.

"Interesting," Mike took note. "Okay, Pisans, off to see the wizard next
door. Maybe you can talk HIM into a blowjob or two, I hear he's pretty
good."

"MIKE!" They heard the man next door yell. "I don't need THAT kind of
referrals."

Mike laughed and shrugged, "I tried."

"JANSON..." Mike called the next pair of preadolescent cuties. "What, no
sex on the waiting room floor?"

"They're proper English lads, they jack each other off while sitting
upright in chairs," Austin Palmer reported. "I timed a TTO of 3:25 for
Jamie, 3.53 for Jesse."

"Thanks...I'll make a note of...hey, you tryin' to steal my job?" Mike
laughed as he herded the two English boys toward the examining room.

"I've sucked a few boy-cocks recently but by the sound of things, I'm
nowhere NEAR as good as you guys," Austin winked leacherously.

"Okay...3:25 aaaannnndddd...3:53," Mike jotted down the boys' TTOs on their
charts. "What's happening? Jamie you always faster than your brother?"

Jamie shrugged. "You got the numbers there, right?"

"Uhhh...well...yes, as a matter of fact..." Mike checked out the boys'
earlier stats. "Huh...looks like Jesse has tended to be faster during tests
last week and the week before.

"Seeee...I tole ya," Jamie smiled proudly. "He's slowin' down in his old
age."

"And not just a LITTLE faster...a full 28 seconds...you were jackin' each
other, right?" Mike confirmed.

Both boys nodded.

"This been happening a lot?" Mike asked.

"All week he's been beating me...sometimes by a lot more than 28 seconds,"
Jesse sighed.

"You've been TIMING one another?" Mike asked in surprise, his voice
cracking almost as much as Andre's.

"Just when he started beatin' the CRAP outta me," Jesse sighed.

"You're speaking figuratively, I hope," Mike laughed.

"What's that mean?" Jamie questioned.

"He wasn't REALLY beating on you...hitting you physically, I mean..." Mike
questioned.

The two boys once more looked at one another, then back at Mike. "A
little," Jesse admitted.

"Huh? You mean your brother's been...beating you up?" Mike questioned in
skeptical surprise.

"Sometimes. Mostly he beats up other guys." Jesse reported.

"Wait right here," Mike instructed as he left the room.

"Mr. Palmer, Mr. Jordan...may I speak with you a moment?" Mike called from
the waiting room, then directed the two off toward a distant corner. "The
Janson twins...have you noted anything...different...unusual about them the
past week or two?"

The two men looked at one another blankly. "More sexual, but then...you
could say that about MOST of the boys..."

"What about agressive behavior?" Mike moved to the point.

"Welll...uhhh...yeah, now that you mention it," Jack recalled. "The
one...Jamie I think...god, they're hard to tell apart..."

"Yeah, Jamie, he's...well, he's getting to be...how should I say..." Austin
picked up on his partner's line of thought.

"Pain in the fuckin' ASS?" Jack suggested.

"Ohhhh...how so?" Mike asked.

"It's not that...you know...he goes around starting fights and stuff
but...my god, the kids's got a nasty temper...hair trigger..." Austin
reported.

"I wouldn't have said anything but...since you asked," Jack continued. "I
gave him time-out two or three times this week...not that he much cared
but..."

"Some of the boys seem to be a little frightened of him," Austin added.

"A LITTLE? Poor Gino is scared fuckin' SHITLESS of him...won't even go NEAR
him," Jack recalled.

"I tried talking to him...to Jamie...which maybe worked for a day or so
but..." Austin reported.

"Thanks...I'm picking up similar vibes from the boys, just checkin'," Mike
smiled, taking notes as he spoke.

"Do it to me a little harder," Jesse told his brother, as Mike returned to
find the boys masturbating one another.

"OKAY..." Mike smiled, expecting the boys to cease and desist.  They
didn't. "Seems like we have a little...adolsecent agression raising it's
ugly head here," Mike suggested, deciding to let the boys simply continue.

"I ain't ugly," Jamie objected with more than a touch of anger in his
voice, even as he continued jacking his brother's cock.

"I'm sorry, my fault...poor choice of words," Mike apologized. "Jamie I
hear some of the other boys are...frightened of you."

"NO," Jamie said simply.

"He's right. Acutally, ALL the other boys are scared of him," Jesse
corrected.

"Is that true, Jamie?" Mike asked.

Jamie shrugged. "Maybe..."

"Do you go around hitting the other boys?" Mike asked specifically.

"Only if they DESERVE it," Jamie insisted.

"And what do they do to deserve it?" Mike zeroed in.

"He clobbered the Aussie kid for fuckin' him too hard," Jesse tattled.

"It HURT!" Jamie countered. "An YOU better keep your fuckin' mouf shut or
I'll pop YOU a fuckin bop or two."

"Wait...wait...wait...you...you boys have been having anal sex?" Mike asked
in genuine surprise.

"Sometimes," Jamie admitted sheepishly as he began to feel his orgasm
coming on.

"Hoooookay...you two...enjoy yourselves...I'll be right back." Mike sighed
as he left again, hurrying back to the waiting room. He motioned for Jack
and Austin to rejoin him for a second "parental" conference.

"Those two giving you trouble in there?" Jack questioned. "I'll give'em
'what for,' settle'em down."

"No...no, no, they're in there happily jackin' each other off," Mike
reported, "I'm just concerned...how come neither one of you said anything
about the boys starting to have anal sex?"

"You never asked," Jack replied blankly.

"Just one or two..."Austin added.

"Three or four, actually," Jack corrected. "Jamie and...I'm not sure about
Jesse...BOTH the Wells boys, and of course...the Brazil nuts..."

"Wait...unless I missed something, that sounds more like SIX!" Mike
momentarily lost control of his voice. "Six out of eight in your
charge...ten altogether..."

"Well, what can ya expect...horny little fuckers, gettin' to know each
other better, nothing to do all day but fuck around...it's to be expected."

"Yes...it's to be expected...that much we can agree; but what's NOT to be
expected is you two having to be QUESTIONED about it for me to know." Mike
once more raised his voice.

"Sorry...doc, it just didn't seem all that important...we see it every
day...several times a day," Austin reasoned.

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean to raise my voice...but...you realize, now we've
got to go back an do anal exams on EVERY ONE of these boys...every
WEEK...hell, they'll probably want exams two or three TIMES a
week...SHIIIITTTTT..." Mike complained angrily, turning on his heel and
returning to the examining room.

"We're all finished now," Jamie reported happily as he and his brother sat
up primly on the examining table like two little cherubs.

"BOYS..." Mike stopped to reclaim his emotions. "Boys...Jamie...I'm only
going to tell you once. STOP HITTING."

Jamie looked down sheepishly.

"If I have ONE MORE report of you...'clobbering'...another boy, I'm gonna
draw a whole PINT of your blood the next time and I'm gonna use the biggest
fuckin' needle I can find to do it! You hear me young man?"

"An' that includes ME!" Jesse added for good measure, having apparently
felt the brunt of his brother's aggravation more than he'd earlier
admitted.

"ANDY!"

"Yeah, boss?" Andy poked his head around the corner.

"Give Jamie here a shot then send'em on their way," Mike ordered.

"A shot? A shot of what?" Andy asked in dismay.

"Hell, I don't care, just call it a WARNING shot...big needle...GREAT big
needle," Mike added as both boys' eyes doubled in size.

"Right, boss, BIG needle," Andy confirmed as the two naked little English
lads fearfullly scurried from Mike's presence.

"BOBBY BRISTOL..." Mike called the remaining twin.

"Hi, doc," Bobby greeted the doctor. "You ain't gonna give me a WARNING
shot are ya?" he worried.

"You need one?" Mike joked.

"I hope not," Bobby laughed. "How's Buddy?"

"Well...how about you and me goin' down and checkin' him out," Mike
proposed. "You can see for yourself."