Date: Mon, 3 Dec 2012 01:46:39 -0500
From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com>
Subject: EcstasyInc Chapter 9

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 9


The weather in Nassau wasn't exactly great, but the winds had died down and
the rain was little more than isolated squawls. Alfonso didn't try to land
atop the Cox Tower again. He was off on a trip to pick up other Pooh Bear
Harvest boys in Miami. Instead, another pilot, on his way from Ecstasy
Island, was supposed to meet Jack Jordan and his British "Pooh Bears" at
Nassau International at nine. The Land Of Ecstasy embassy limo got them to
the airport on time but the chopper was late. Ten a.m. came and went. By
eleven, the Cox people were starting to contemplate search and
rescue. Shortly thereafter, word came that the pilot had fought his way
from Ecstasy as far as San Salvador before landing on a desserted beach
several miles from the airport. After walking to the airport, obtaining
fuel and transportation back to the chopper, then flying it to the airport
for refueling, he was simply too tired to fly on. Cox briefly considered
flying another pilot to the tiny island to pick up the chopper but, to
Steve's dismay they decided to just let the man rest then bring the chopper
back himself.

"What are WE supposed to do," Jack asked plaintively, "sit around jackin'
off for a day?"

The Cox Pooh Bear facilitator took a deep breath, eyeing the boys in the
car, "I could take'em off your hands if you'd like and..."

"AND WHAT?" Steve raised his voice towering over the little man as they
faced one another down on the tarmac outside the Cox hangar.

"Let me see what I can do?" the man backed off, turning on his heel and
heading for the hangar office.

Jack Jordan got back in the car with Jesse and Jamie Janson. "Did the
helicopter crash?" Jamie asked in alarm.

"Almost. It seems to be stuck on a little island a couple hours from here."
Jack told them. "Looks like we're going to be spending another night in
Nassau."

"In the presidential suite in the building with all trees on top?" Jesse
asked hopefully.

"There or over at the embassy," Jack guessed. "The Bastard out there is
checking now."

"Why did you call him a bastard?" Jesse wanted to know.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have...yes, I should have," Jack changed his
mind. "The man wanted to 'take you two...off my hands' and, by the tone of
his voice..." Jack didn't know how to explain to two such innocents what
the man likely had in mind."

"He was going to mollest us?" Jamie guessed.

Jack's head spun, stunned at the boy's perceptiveness. For a moment, he was
silent. "I don't know," he finally murmurred softly.

They sat in silence for several more minutes until Jack's cell phone
suddenly began playing "God Save the Queen."

"Yes?" Jack barked, then listened. "Hangar 5...got it."

"We gonna spend the night in a hangar?" Jesse asked apprehensively.

"No, it would seem the good folks at Cox have seen fit to CHARTER us a
chopper to Ecstasy," explained looking around. "Now where the fuck's our
DRIVER?"

"I think he went over there," Jesse pointed to the bar across the street
from the Cox hangar.

"I'm sick and tired of this shit!" Jack announced, climbing out, hustling
around the car, then climbing into the driver's seat. The keys were still
in the ignition. He'd never in his life driven anything bigger than his
thoroughly British Bentley but there was a first time for everything. It
wasn't easy. In the first place, the damned steering wheel was on the wrong
side. It was an American made car, a Chrysler, whatever the hell that
was. Second it was a good 25 feet LONG. And finally, hangar 5 was clear on
the far side of the airport. And, while it was less than a mile as the crow
might fly, crows were not especially welcome at this or ANY
airport. Moreover the authorities rather frowned upon big, black, 25-foot
limos following their course on the ground across two runways and that many
more taxiways in any case.

Thus, Jack had to take their highly elongated embassy TANK out on the
highway and AROUND the airport. Fortunately, the Bahamas, being a former
British colony, drove on the civilized left side of the road, even though
doing so in a car with the steering wheel on the left seemed awkward as
hell. Even worse, around noon, traffic arriving with passengers for
afternoon flights made the trip quite the hair-raising adventure. The boys,
of course, took it all in stride, watching out for traffic, traffic cops,
traffic lights, and the occassional errant pedestrian. Then, to top it off,
when he got to the much-heralded Hangar 5 there was no place even CLOSE to
being big enough to park the damned CAR! So, in one last act of bravado he
simply pulled up to the passenger entrance, got the boys and their carry-on
bags out of the car and left it sitting there, motor running with the rear
door hanging open. Ten minutes later they were in the air.


The first hour wasn't bad. The second hour wasn't pretty. The third hour
was downright nasty. By the time they sighted the lights of the Ecstasy
heliport an hour after that, Jack had a pretty good idea why the Cox copter
was grounded on San Salvador. It was about four in the afternoon but
already it seemed like nighttime. The wind and the rain were such that the
ground crew were wearing heavy yellow rubberized outfits for protection, if
not modesty. Once the chopper was tied down, the crew simply decided to
remain aboard rather than brave the elements. For Jack and the boys,
however, that was not an option.

Downstairs in the heliport terminal, they were more than willing to shuck
their wet clothes in favor of dry towels and the obligatory Land of Ecstasy
nudity. "Hello, I'm Darin Romeo, the managing director, welcome to Ecstasy
Island," a strikingly attractive young man in his early twenties greeted
them warmly.

"You certainly have a big cock," Jamie greeted him.

"Uhh...err...thanks...I...yours is quite...attractive as well," Darin
complimented the boy, unsure just how to respond to such a overtly sexual
reference from one so young.

"I'm Jack Jordan, Cox London," Jack introduced himself, "nice little shower
you're having here today."

"It's not always this bad," Darin laughed. "Sometimes it's worse."

"Typical British weather, we're rather used to it, actually," Jack
smiled. "This is Jamie and this is Jesse Janson. We're the British
contingent of Pooh Bear."

"We've been expecting you, though I hear you had a bit of a problem
hitching a ride," Darin noted as he led them down a long hall to the main
reception area.

"And if I'd known what we were in for, I'd bloody well not gone to the
bother," Jack laughed.

"It was WILD!" Jesse cried excitedly, feeling more than a little
self-conscious being completely naked, despite the fact that all about him
everyone else he saw was naked too. "Up and down, to and fro,
bumpity-bump-bump-bump!"

Darin broke out laughing. "Normally we charge extra for thrill rides," he
joked.

"How long is this supposed to last?" Jack inquired.

"Until YESTERDAY," Darin told him. "Or at least that's what the weather
service said the day BEFORE yesterday."

"Hurricane?" Jack questioned.

"Tropical depression...September is kinda bad like that," Darin
sighed. "Over there, you can sign the boys in...go ahead, I'll keep an eye
on our little jewels here."

"Good luck," Jack laughed.

"So, did you have a nice trip...until the last hour or two, I mean?" Darin
asked the boys.

"How come everyone is NAKED here on the island?" Jesse asked, skipping the
pleasantries.

"Uhhh...well...it's the law, actually," Darin told him, unwilling to get
into the REAL reason Ecstasy Island was so nude.

"Why?" Jamie wouldn't let him off that easily.

"Why?" Darin repeated the question, unconsciously buying himself some time
to think up a good response. "Well, in weather like this, it just kinda
makes sense...no clothes to get wet."

"Does it rain all the TIME here?" Jesse wanted to know.

"Well...no...thankfully," Darin knew where the kid was going and was
reluctant to follow. "Actually, most of the time the weather is quite
pleasant...very warm, sunny, a light breeze, quite beautiful, really."

"Too HOT to wear clothes?" Jamie asked.

"As a matter of fact...YES...yes it is...very often it's far more
comfortable to be naked," Darin told him, hoping that would be the end of
the discussion.  It wasn't.

"Don't you have air-conditioning?" Jesse grilled him in tandem with his
brother.

"Well...yes...yes, we do, but...it's...you see, it's pretty hard to
air-condition the whole island," Darin joked.

"Feels weird being naked...having people look at my...privates," Jamie told
their host. "Does your penis always stand straight up like that?"

Darin could only laugh. Now the kid was making HIM feel uncomfortable,
being naked. "Not always, only when I'm around cute little boys like you,"
he told them, instantly wishing he not been so sexually frank.

"You're aroused by naked boys?" Jesse asked in surprise.

"Just the exceptionally attractive ones, like yourself," Darin decided to
see if embarrassing flattery might let him off the conversational hook. It
didn't.

"Are you a...?" Jesse began.

"All done," Jack reported as he returned.

"You have a very inquisitive pair here," Darin sighed in relief, "We have a
limo outside, we'll be putting you up with the Brazilian Pooh Bears over at
Cox Pharm until this nastiness blows over."

"I think I know what you mean," Jack sympathized. He'd been answering
embarrassing, probing questions every since they'd left East
Hampshire. "They're curious little cubs."

"So, what all has Mr. Jordan told you about our island?" Darin asked the
boys once they were all seated nice and warm and dry in the back of the
limo.

"He said it was very beautiful here," Jesse volunteered.

"Which I'm sure it is, once this...nastiness moves on," Jamie repeated
Darin's words politely.

"We're going to be taking some tests," Jesse told the man. "Should we be
studying for them?"

Darin laughed lightly. "No, I don't think that would help much. Actually,
from what I understand, once you get past the complete physical and a
couple other screenings, the tests will amount to mostly just wearing a
little round Band-aid on the back of your neck.

"A Band-aid is the American term for a small piece of tape with some gauze
in the middle," Jack explained to the boys. "With some kind of...medicine?
Some chemical on it, I presume?"

Darin shrugged. "Ya got me. I assume, but...you'll have to ask Dr. Duncan
about things like that, or Dr. Mike, who will be supervising most of the
tests."

"No injections?" Jamie asked in relief.

"I can't promise, but...no, I don't think so," Darin smiled. "You'll like
Dr. Mike. Dr. Mike Howard, all the boys here just adore him."

"Is he gay too?" Jamie asked.

"Is he...?" Darin almost choked.

"It's okay, better to be frank with them, I've found," Jack alerted
Darin. "They pick up on things."

"I see," Darin forced an uncomfortable smile. "Yes, boys, Dr. Mike is
gay. In fact, you'll find very many of the people here on the island are
gay...or bi. I'm gay too." He decided to admit getting it out in the open.

"Bi means bisexual, right?" Jesse asked.

"That's right," Darin smiled induligently. "I see Mr. Jordan had told you
quite a lot, more than I would have guessed."

"I wanted...needed...their trust...I wasn't going to lie to them," Jack
defended his honesty. "Kids today can see right through...adult
pretense. They may only be ten, but they're a couple sharp little cookie
cutters."

"Yes...my son's just a year older than...he puts me in my place quite
often," Darin revealed.

"Damn, the storm's really getting bad...look out there...look at the sea,"
Jack pointed out the rain-washed glass."

"It don't look that bad on this side," Jesse noted.

"That's the lagoon, it's protected...usually glassy smooth but...not
tonight," Darin compared the two bodies of water. "But the lagoon is also
quite shallow; the wind, when it hits just right, can really kick up some
swells."

"Cox Pharm, I take it?" Jack asked, eyeing the sign atop the four-story
building.

"This side, the other side is the Duralon production facility," Darin
noted, nodding toward a second sign on the single-storey factory side.

"That's the pill that makes ya horny, ain't it?" Jesse announced.

"Uhhh...yes...I guess you could say that," Darin smiled over at jack, again
amazed at the boys' perceptiveness.

"Is that why your cock's always erect?" Jamie asked point blank.

"Jamie...isn't that a bit personal?" Jack gently reproved the boy's
curiosity.

"No...that's okay," Darin was starting to like the boys' frank
inquisitiveness. "Yes, it is, Jamie, most of the people...the men and boys
here on the island take some form of Duralon regularly."

"You're not going to be giving the boys Duralon, are you?" Jack questioned
as the big limo drove down an incline then turned sharply left into a
basement parking garage before going down another ramp to the lowest level.

"I couldn't say, but I doubt it," Darin guessed. "Since they're here for
human tests of other drugs, I doubt the doctors would want to have Duralon
skewing the results in any way."

"This place is BIG!" Jesse gushed, peering out the window at the brightly
lit parking garage.

"Is this a hospital?" Jamie asked anxiously.

"Well, there IS a small clinic, but no, this is a research
facility...labs...libraries...offices... lots of computers and diagnostic
equipment."

"Millions of pounds worth," Jack told the boys.

"Try a BILLION or two,' Darin corrected as the car came to a stop a few
feet from an elevator.

"You're kidding," Jack reacted in surprise.

"Genetic research here is second to none in the whole world," Darin told
Jack proudly. "And the boys, apparently, are a very critical element in all
that."

"How many sets of twins are we talking about?" Jack asked as they got out
of the car.

"Five, I think," Darin confided, "but you didn't hear that from me."

"We go up to the top floor?" Jesse asked hopeful for a view of the stormy
island from above.

"Sorry, we're going DOWN," Darin herded them into the elevator then
inserted a small USB drive from a chain around his neck into a slot on the
elevator control panel. "And down we gooooo..."

"We'll be below sea level if we go any lower," Jack laughed, as surprised
as the boys by their little journey.

"I wouldn't be surprised," Darin laughed. "This boys, is
the...private...retreat, I guess you'd say, of Dr. Duncan, the director of
the facility. Your accomodations on the other side of the island are
somewhat exposed to the elements so we thought it better to hide you away
deep in the bowels of the top secret labratories of Cox Pharmaceuticals."

"Holy popcorn balls!" Jesse exclaimed as the elevator doors slid open and
his eyes beheld a glowing pool of water reflected in a wall of mirrors.

"Popcorn balls?" Darin laughed. "Ronon, boys...anybody home..."

"Holy popcorn balls is right," Jack gasped. Over on a king-size bed, off to
their right, was a man and a boy sucking the cocks of two younger naked
boys.

"Looks like we should have called ahead first," Darin observed in
embarrassment.

"Welcome to Gay Sex Education 101," Jack noted.

Ronon lifted his lips from Andre's cock and smiled awkwardly. "Guys...we
have company."

"Keep suckin' me," the young boy demanded, pulling Ronon's head back down
to his cock.

"Uhhh...the boy's right, don't mind us, we'll just look around," Darin did
his best to recover. "I think you'll find everything you need right
here...the sleeping arrangements might be a bit...cozy, but...food service
will be bringing dinner in a short time...the bar is fully stocked, there's
a spa I think you boys will enjoy...and of course the pool. Back there is
exercize equipment and over there, a big screen TV...although the
entertainment might be a bit...racey for...children."

"As opposed to the LIVE entertainment?" Jack smiled, noting the irony.

"Very homosexual," Jesse noticed, unable to take his eyes off Ronon, the
Brazilian boys, and Steve Mathis.

"I think I'll leave YOU holding the...inquisitive little cubs," Darin
decided, taking the first opportunity to cut and run. "I think the boys may
have some...further questions...as the evening goes on..."

"Thanks...thanks a fuckin' LOT," Jack smiled ruefully as Darin backed off
toward the elevator.

"Is that another way to have an orgasm?" Jamie quickly confirmed Darin's
suspicions.

"Will this be on the test?" Jesse questioned.

"Papa didn't tell us about THIS," Jamie observed.

"What if one of them has to...pee?" Jesse asked.

"Mr. ROMEO!" Jack cried in dispair, looking back in time to see the
elevator doors slide shut.

"I'm starting to get an erection," Jamie observed his tiny cocklet becoming
less tiny.

"They're really doin' it FAST now," Jesse observed, moving in for a closer
look.

"The boys have really big penises...bigger than OURS," Jamie noticed.

"Maybe cause they're from Brazil," Jesse suggested as he moved around the
bed to get a better look.

"Boys, wouldn't you maybe like to go for a swim, give the guys a little
privacy," Jack suggested a little sexual ettiquete.

"Will they be making sperm?" Jamie asked as he watched from the opposite
side of the bed from his brother.

"I think they're about the same age YOU are, I don't think so," Jack
decided, realizing there was no way to divert the boys' natural sexual
curiosity.

"If they made as much as YOU did last night, it might get a bit...yucky,"
Jesse told their mentor.

"Indeed," Jack blinked in dismay as he noted the young boys on the bed were
apparently nearing orgasm.

"It must feel very pleasant in that manner," Jamie suggested, perhaps the
understatement of the day.

"Looks rather unsanitary to me," Jesse commented.

"I...don't think that's much of a concern," Jack smiled at the boys'
interesting reactions to their sexual enlightenment.

"Aajjaeregjejjgjjgjjjjggjjkjhhh..." one of the Brazilian boys cried out in
orgasmic pleasure, heaving and thrusting his cock up into the mouth of the
man sucking him. "SUCK ME, SENHOR MATHIS, SUCK ME, SUCK ME, SUCK MY COCK, I
FEEL...CRAZY!"

"ooaoeehhOOOHEHREHHRHHHGHEHHH...EIIAHEAHERHHGHEHH...GHHAHERHHGHHGH...I FEEL
oRGASM...I...AHHEHHH I CUMMM...I CUM....I...AEHAHEROGOEIHGHEHHGHGHHH..."
the other boy erupted in naked sexual pleasure only slightly less
boistrously than his brother.

"They have very expressive orgasms," Jesse observed dryly.

Jack couldn't help it. He started laughing.

"They're having humorous orgasms?" Jamie reacted not to the boys on the bed
but to Jack's sudden burst of laughter.

"No, but you two just crack me up," Jack did his best to stifle himself.

"That is good?" Jesse questioned, apparently having never hear the phrase
before.

"Hilarious," Jack laughed.

On the bed, Ronon was not unaware of their audience or their ongoing
critique. "You guys enjoy the show?"

Jack stated applauding.

Jesse and Jamie joined him. "ENCORE...ENCORE...ENCORE!"

"Maybe YOU TWO would like to join us?" Ronon invited.

Suddenly the laughter and applaused ceased as both the British boys looked
at one another in surprise and uncertainty. They turned their gaze to Jack,
searching for some reaction, a clue as to what they should do.

Jack merely shrugged and gave them an equally uncertain look. Then, casting
his eyes toward the bar, "I...I think I could use a Scotch."