Date: Thu, 3 Oct 2013 20:34:08 -0400
From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com>
Subject: Erotic Isle: the Endless Orgasm Chapter 15

In trying to avoid the most common plot scenarios featured on Nifty, this
story continues the saga which began with "The Working Boys,"continued with
"Ecstasy Island," followed by "Ecstasy Renewed," "EcstasyInc," and "The
Pharm Boys." "Erotic Isle: the Endless Orgasm" like the previous segment,
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" (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. Some of the characters
from the earlier stories have returned to become major characters, 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 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: 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.


EROTIC ISLE: THE ENDLESS ORGASM

CHAPTER FIFTEEN


"This place is something out of a wet dream," Donatello Raphaello sighed as
he gazed about at the seductive beauty of the gorgeous resort landscaping.

"You might say that," Doug agreed as they pulled their heavily laden golf
cart to a halt in front of the Boy Village Resort and four naked young boys
piled out of the backseat where the two Raphello boys had been enjoying a
bumpy ride on the laps of the two Bristol boys. "I'm sure you kids can find
something to do around here while I show your dad and the others around the
island and try to squeeze a few million from their checkbooks."

"Marco is gonna wish he'd come along," Mikolos told them as he and his
brother sought to wrap their adolescent minds around the bowl of cherries
they'd just fallen into.

"I rather think Marco is perfectly happy right where he is," Donatello
smiled, picturing his son cock-deep in Bunny's gaping cunt. "Doug, your
daughter will probably be walking funny by the time we get back."

"She's long past that," Doug laughed. "But your SON...Marco...that's a
different story...if he still CAN walk after Bunny gets done with his
cock."

"Come on, they got these cool canvas beds down on the beach patio," Buddy
cried, leading the way.  "Maybe we can grab a couple and play Sir
Fuckalot!"

"I'll just be a moment, see if Abel and Avery are ready," Doug told
Donatello as he hurried off toward the hotel.

Donatello was left alon, peering around bushes and trees, watching all the
beautiful, naked young boys and men, most of them sunbathing or simply
chatting. A few were kissing and making out. He saw a couple teenaged boys
getting fucked, another doing the fucking, two blowjobs in progress, and a
rather animated sixty-nine off in the distance. It seemed strange. He
appeared to be the only one paying any of this any mind.

"You a guest?" Donatello heard a young male voice behind him.

"Uhhhh...not of the hotel...we're staying with friends," Donatello said,
his voice a bit hoarse as he struggled to reclaim it in seeing the
devastating beauty of the young blond boy who'd greeted him. The boy looked
to be a little younger than Marco but older than his other two sons.

"I saw Mr. Bristol. You waiting on him?" the boy asked. "My name is
Ari...short for Aristotle."

"I'm Donatello."

"I'm available," the boy told him.

"Available? I thought you said your name was Ari," Donatello joked as he
resisted the urge to sieze the boy, pulling him into his arms, and
wrestling him to a quick orgasm right there in the sand and grass.

The boy smiled induligently. "You're not gay?"

"Gay?" Donatello gaped at the boy in wonder. He was exquisitely beautiful,
naked, and extremely hard, his seven or eight inch cock jutting straight
up. "Ohhhh...gay...ohhhh fuccck...gay...yes...fuck yes, and getting gayer
and gayer by the second."

Smiling, the boy slowly leaned toward Donatello's lips and kissed him
lightly, almost delicately. "You have time for sex?"

Donatello returned the kiss, pulling the boy into his arms, kissing him
harder, his hands creeping down the boy's back to his tight young butt,
pulling him closer, rubbing their hard, throbbing cocks together. "Ohhhhh
god, I sure as hell HOPE so," he told the boy, glancing around anxiously,
hoping not to see Doug and the others returning.

"Over here..." Ari led him to a hotel blanket spread on the grass shaded by
some blooming Bougainvillea. Still kissing, they settled to the
blanket. "Fuck me," the boy whispered as he lay back, legs, spread, lifting
his pelvis with both hands and arms.

"I didn't bring any lube," Donatello sighed as he knelt between the boy's
legs.

"No need, "I'm lubed..." Ari assured him. "Do it. Fuck me...NOW...I need
it...I want you in me...fuck me...give me your cock."

"Ohhhhhhh fuck, you got it kid," Donatello relented, taking aim and gliding
effortlessly into the boy. "Whoa...nice..." He moaned. The boy knew how to
take a cock. He's also been right about not needing lube.

"Fuck me," Ari sighed, his eyes closed, his beautiful, sweetly boyish face
seemingly already lost in ecstasy.

"God, this is like some kind of dream," Donatello sighed as he full
embedded his cock in Ari's hot, tight, anal orafice.

"Ohhhh fuck, love your cock," Ari moaned as he began moving against
it. "Don't hold back...I do this every day," the boy urged.

"I can tell," Donatello smiled, leaning forward, kissing the boy with some
difficulty, causing his cock to drive still deeper.

"Ohhhhh god, make me cummmmm," the boy moaned.

"You on D-3s?" Donatello questioned as they fucked, establishing a steady,
but not particularly rapid rythmn.

"Isn't everyone?" Ari sighed as he began to urge Donatello on at a faster
pace.

"This is my first time this morning, look out for a flood," Donatello
warned.

"My fourth, but whose counting," Ari opened his eyes, smiling up at the man
fucking him. "Do it, mister, shoot your cum in me."

"Donatello..."

"Donatello," the boy repeated. "Sorry, there are so many...unusual
name...Italian sculptor, right? Made a nude statue of the boy, David outta
bronze?"

"You know your art...and your history...ohhahhahhh fuck and you know how to
take a cock, too," Donatello congratulated the boy. "You give as well as
you get?"

"You have time to find out?" Ari questioned
mischievously. "Uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh, uhhhh, uhhhh, uhhhh, ohhha fuck,
give it to me, ahghehahehrh fuccck, fuck yes, harder... fuck me
harder...harder...harderr...ohhhhh god, more, more, more, fuck me, fuck me,
fuck me Mr. Donatello, give me your cum, fuck me hard and fast, give me
your cummmmm..."

"Hey, kid, you got one hot little ass, mmmmmmmmmmm, love your ass, boy,
ohhhhhh yeah, yeah, yeah, ohhhhh fuck, yeah, feeels good, boy, ahhhahhehha
god, Ari, feels good, feels good, sooo deep, sooooo tight,
ahahhahhhhhh...fuck, fuck, fuck fuckkkkk!"

"You like boys?" Ari guessed as he smild up at the man fucking him now with
almost vicious, powerful thrusts.

"No, I LOVE boys, love fucking boys," Donatello corrected. "I have two boys
of my own, about your age. They're..." he looked about, wondering if any of
them might be watching. "They're around here...somewhere...probably fuckin'
their balls off right now, just like their old man."

"You fuck your sons?" Ari questioned.

"No, of course not, I..." Donatello paused, wondering to himself if that
might not be the next step in their evolving father-son relationship.

"Uhammanmmmmm, uahhhhhhmmmmm...ahhahhahh god, yes, keep doin' that..." Ari
gasped as he appeared to be enjoying his good, hard fuck from a perfect
stranger. "Why not?"

"I'm their father..." Ari grunted as he found it more and more difficult to
fuck and talk, or even THINK at the same time.  "I have this thing about
incest, I guess."

"How long you here for?" Ari asked, thrusting his pelvis up to meet each of
Donatello's downward thrusts.

"Few days, a week maybe...oaghheahehhrhh my god, you're one hot piece of
fuckin' boyflesh...whoooooo god, yeah, fuck me, kid, fuck me, fuck me, fuck
me ahgeaoeihoaehorho, god yessssss," Donatello drove himself closer and
closer to orgasm.

"You'll get over the incest thing..." Ari predicted. "Lots of fathers and
sons here. Most of the time we don't even think about family relationships,
we're just boys who enjoy boys...and men...aghoeaihoeihoeh fuck, hard,
fuckin' men like you, ohhahhah yeah, yeah, yeah, you ready for your
orgasm?"

"You have family here?" Donatello asked, his words becoming hard to
understand from the demanding effort to fuck his boy and drag from them
both the exquisite beauty of their impending orgasms.

"My dad owns the resort...I have four brothers here, one younger, three
older," Ari informed him. "We all fuck each other like horny rabbits."

"Unnnanhghahh....uhhhhmmmmmm...ummmhhhhhh...ahhahahhahh, god, kid,
ahghahehhrhh fuck...." Donatello ramped up his pelvic thrusts to a fever
pitch, "What about your mother?"

"We're all a bunch of motherfuckers," Ari giggled as his soaring sexual
pleasure reached nearly it's peak. "Do it, do it, orgasm me, make me cum,
man, make me cum, yeah, yeah, yeah, harder, harder, faster,
close...aooaoehoiehroh god, sooo close, gonna do it to me,
gonna...gonna...GONNNA...AHGHEHAHIEROHAOEHRH FUCK CUMMMING, CUMMING, MAKIN'
ME CUM, AGHOEOIAHAOEIHR GOD, YEAH, RIDE THAT PROSTATE, OAGHEOAIHREO FUCK,
FUCK, FUCK, OGIHAOEIHROIHOAIHE GOD, OVER THE TOP, MAN, DO IT, DO IT, CUM IN
ME, BREED ME, MAN, MAKE ME PREGNANT, MAN, FUCK MY BOY-PUSSY, MAN,
OAHGOIEAHOEHR GOD, YES, YES, AHGHHEHHAOIEHR FUCK CUMMING HARDER AND HARDER,
OGHOAIEHORH GOD, YOUR COCK, MAN, YOUR COCK, OHOAOIGHOEIH FUCK, YEAH, YOUR
BIG, HARD, FUCKIN' COCK, AHGOEOIAHEORH GOD, GOD, GOD, AHGOIEAHEOIRHOIHO
FUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!!"

"SHOOTIN'...SHOOTIN'...SHOOTIN', AHGHHAOEIRHOIH FUCK KID, FILLIN' YOUR ASS,
MAN, BREEDIN' THE HELLL OUT OF YOU MAN, AHGHHAH GOD, SHOOTIN' MY CUM,
AGHHEHOAOEIHAHOEOIH GOD, SOOOOO HARD, BOY, SOOOOO FUCKIN'
HARRRRDD...GHAOEIHOAIEHO GOD, YOU'RE SO BEAUTIFUL, SO SEXY, SO SWEET, SO
HORNY, SOOOO...SOOOOOO...UNANNGNHAGHAHHEHHGHEHAHHEHHAHHAH OOEOAHEHRHEHHHH
FUCCCCKKK... YOU'RE FUCKIN' DRAININ' ME, KID, DRAININ' MY BALLS, MAKIN' ME
CUM SOOOO...AGHEHAHEHRIIIGHEHHAH FUCK, SOOO HARD, AHHGHHE GOD, WHAT A ASS,
MAN, GHOAEROHOIHH FUCCCKKKK....FUCK....FUCCCCKKKKKKK...!" Donatello crid
out as he collapsed atop the boy in complete and total sexual, as well as
physical exhaustion.

"Nice one," Doug Bristol observed as he, Abel, and Avery stood off a few
feet applauding Donatello's sexual efforts. "Ari, my man, good
jobbbbb...looks like Mr. Rahpaello may have a permanent smile on his face
the rest of the day.

Donatello had a flash of embarrassment, but only for a second as his mind
quickly erased any guilt he might have in fucking a boy young enough to be
his son. "Whoa, guys, didn't mean to hold you up," Donatello withdrew from
the boy, more bothered by the fact he'd delayed their tour than WHY he'd
done so. "Just give me a moment here to...whew...Ari you're incredible...to
pull myself together."

"Hey, don't worry about it, nothing on this island is more important than
sexual pleasure with a cute, naked, young boy. It's why we're all here,
right guys?" Doug smiled as Avery helped Doug to his feet.

"I feel like I need a shower," Donatello looked down at his cum slickened
torso where, Ari had thoroughly coated him with his cum.

"Don't worry about it. I have some wet-wipes in the cart," Doug smiled as
they helped Donatello up a small slope to the limestone graveled
road. "Here's some body spray too, if you want."

Donatello accepted the towelettes and did his best to mop up the evidence
of his recent boyish sexual encounter. "Hope I don't smell too bad."

"We rather like the smell of cum," Abel smiled first at Donatello, then his
husband who also smiled and nodded. "We're from Scandanavia, Finland...we
have a lot less...how you say...hangersup...about sex...even boy-sex."

"Hangups," Donatello obliged, "Your Travis is an incredible beauty."

"When we get done, you must come back to the room with us, we'll have him
service your cock for you," Abel invited. "He's a very enjoyable
cocksucker."

"I...I wouldn't want to intrude," Donatello reacted impulsively.

"No, please, we need the break," Abel laughed. "He about wore us both out
last night then first thing this morning, he wanted fucked before
breakfast, then after breakfast...I did him twice. You fucked him...?"

"FOUR times..." Avery filled in the blank. "Thank god for Duranol. We're
not so young as in the past...we...how you say? Deplete? Deplete more
easily now."

"How long have you...had Travis?" Donatello questioned, hoping he wasn't
becoming too personal.

"Since he was...mmmm...eight I think...six or seven years," Avery struggled
to recall.

"EIGHT?!" Donatello gaped at them in disbelief, tinged with outrage.

"See...lots of...hangups..." Avery observed. "Travis was an orphan we
adopted. We didn't start out fuckin' him...we kind of nurtured him...taught
him first how to orgasm..."

"Gave him lots of...you say...blowjobs?" Abel added.

"Taught him sex," Avery explained. "He was eleven or twelve before either
of us...entered him," Avery continued.

"Since then he's become more beautiful every day," Abel said proudly. "We
work him out, keep him in shape, watch his diet..."

"And our own...satisfying a sexually promiscuous fifteen-year-old isn't
easy." Avery admitted.

"We even had his nose worked on...reduced slightly...really made him into
an exceptional specimen of naked boyflesh," Abel went on.

"Okay...here we are...this is the first property I want to show you...two
acres, two million...firm...on the main road, couple hundred feet of white
sand, deep enough on that end for a pier..." Doug pointed. "Come on, let's
go play in the sand.

-------------------------

"Look! It's Travis!" Nicholas squealed, pointing to the platinum dyed boy
whom they'd met on the chopper. Now completely naked and incredible hard,
he was nothing less than gorgeous. "HEY TRAVIS, WHAZZUP?"

Travis had a momentary panic-stricken look which he quickly and politely
chose to diguise. "Hi...what you guys doin' here?"

"We got dumped while dad went out with Donatello and your...'dads'," Buddy
quickly told the exceptionally beautiful toy boy.

"How ya doin'? Ya got laid yet?" Mikolos asked smiling.

"Mostly just enjoying the view," Travis forced a smile. "My...'dads' as you
insist upon calling them...pretty well wore me ot last night and this
morning..."

"How many times?" Nicholas pried.

"Who's counting, five or six, I guess," Travis eyed the impudent little kid
with the big-boy cock. "Where's your brother? Where's Marco?"

"Marco?" Mikolos laughed. "You like Marco, huh?"

"Marco's fuckin' Bunny," Nicholas informed him as they headed toward the
beach where Travis had a towel spread under an umbrella.

"If you're thinkin' of goin' after Marco...good luck. But...you're barkin'
up the wrong tree," Mikolos informed the boy. "His cock is pretty
straight...if you know what I mean."

"Mine's not so straight," Nicholas stroked himself a couple times, bringing
his erection to full power. "Wanna fuck?"

Travis looked at the young boy with some disdain but reluctantly agreed,
not wanting to seem impolite. "You in me or me in you?"

"I'll fuck YOU!" Nicholas anxiously agreed as he reached out and fondled
Travis generous fuckstick. "This thing...man, nice one...really big and
hard and...this thing would split me in two."

Travis rolled over on his back, bending his knees, preparing himself to be
invaded by the eleven-year-old and his nearly six-inch boy-cock.

"Need lube?" Buddy question as the other three boys watched.

"I don't think so," Travis smiled up at them, having been fucked three or
four times already that morning, and it was barely ten a.m. "Okay, do it to
me, kid."

Nicholas had never fucked a boy in his entire life. He had fucked Bunny
once the night before but that offered precious little in terms of
technical prowess. "It won't go in."

"Press harder," Travis advised, starting to realize for the first time he
had a virgin on his hands.

"I am...it's...hard...tight...really...WHOOOOAAAAAA!" Nicholas's cockhead
suddenly popped in, Travis's sphincter having given way.

"Yeah...fuckin' TELL me about it," Travis winced in some discomfort just
short of pain. The kid's oversized cock was making itself felt. "Easy
there, kid, that ain't no Popsicle stick ya got there."

"I'm FUCKIN'!" Nicholas cried out in triumph as he felt himself slowly
being drawn in.

"No, shit," Mikolos laughed as he watched his little brother lose an aspect
of his virginity he, himself, still posessed.

"God, you're bigger'n you look," Travis gasped as he felt himself impaled,
deeper and deeper on Nicholas' young boy-cock. He was used to being fucked,
often and hard, but always by someone who knew HOW. Nicholas seemed totally
ignorant of the sexual niceties of fucking another boy. "Easy...slow down
at first...slide it in...then back...let me fuckin' get USED to that
fucker."

"I never fucked a boy before," Nicholas admitted needlesssly.

"Like your brother said, NO SHIT!" Travis groaned as Nicholas showed no
signs of being a fast learner. "Unnngghhhhh...
ahahhehahennnngnghhhh...fuccckkkk...you guys need to give this horny fucker
some FUCKING LESSONS...ahghehahehhrh god, slow down, kid...slow fuckin'
DOWN!" Travis clenched his ass tight around Nicholas' cock despite the
momentary increase in pain, reaching down with both hands, cupping
Nicholas' tight little buns in an effort to gain control.

"Nicholas, slow down," Mikolos urged, "you're hurting him."

"Sorry," Nicholas appologized, still groin deep in Travis' ass. "I kinda
got carried away."

"Remind me not to fuck any more eleven-year-old virgins," Travis rolled his
eyes as his ass gradually came to grips with Nicholas's now immobile
cock. "Whew...okay...that's better."

"Ready to fuck some more?" Nicholas asked anxiously.

Travis nodded. "But...easy...slow...let the feelings...let the pleasure
build," he adivsed.

"How's this?" Nicholas gazed down into the lovely Nordic face of the boy he
was fucking. "I'm not hurtin' ya, am I?"

"Better," Travis forced a smile, though Nicholas' driving boy-cock was at
least as big as Avery's and not much less than
Abel's. "Better...yeah...lots better."

"Do it to him, bro, fuck his ass," Mikolos encouraged as he and the twins
sat down beside the copulating couple to watch, their own cocks hard and
throbbing and pleading for attention.

"May I?" Buddy asked politely.

"Huh? What?" Mikolos had been so wrapped up in his brother's sexual foray
he was hardly aware of the others.

"Suck it?" Buddy asked, taking Mikolos' cock between his lips and
swallowing most of its slender, four-inch length.

"Mmmmmmmmmm...ohhhh fuckkkk...yes, yes, yes, suck it, baby, suck it, suck
it, suck that fucker, oahghahehhh fuck, feels good," Mikolos immediately
lost interest in his little brother's sexual exploits beside him.

"Hey, I need a cock to suck," Bobby cried, heading first for his brother's
then spotting Travis' sprouting six-inch fuckstick as being quite
available.  He wormed his way over his brother sucking Mikolos and between
the heaving loins of Nicholas and Travis to capture the hairless boycock
now starting to throb and pulsate thanks to what the no-longer virginal
Nicholas was doing to the boy beneath him. Bobby unleashed his best
cocksucking talents, hearing Travis' cry of sexual delight. It was music to
his ears.

"I'll fuck him, you suck him," Nicholas cried in delight as he saw what
Bobby was doing to Travis' cock. "Let's make him really, really cum
harrrrrdddd. Ohahhahhhgod, feels good, I like fuckin' boys, ohhh yeah,
yeah, yeah, when we get back, let's all take turns fuckin' each
other....all fuckin' night long."

"Ohhhhhhh man, feels good...what's your name?" Travis asked as he enjoyed
more and more Bobby's instant blowjob.

"He's Bobby, Nicholas told Travis, fully aware that Bobby was too busy
sucking Travis' cock to talk. "I think...Buddy and Bobby...they're
twins...I can't really tell them apart."

"TWINS!" Travis smiled in delight. "I've never done anything with twins
before."

"Doug...the guy in charge the way over here, he's their dad," Nicholas
explained as his pelvic fucking movements became more practiced and
instinctive. "Wanna go faster now?"

"Yessssss...faster...fuck me faster," Travis nodded, unsure if the sexual
pleasure he was starting to feel was more from Bobby's sucking or Nicholas'
fucking. In any case, it was driving him sexually crazy He was slowly
becoming aware that he couldn't stand them both for much longer.

"I can feel it...I'm gonna orgasm in ya," Nicholas warned.

"And I'm gonna give your friend, Bobby a really hot load of cum," Travis
promised.

"I'm close," Mikolos gasped as Buddy fully demonstrated his two long years
of cocksucking prowess.

"Gettin' me there, you two....oaoghehaoeorhahhehh fuck,
feeling...feeling...makin' my balls churn, man, oahghahehh fuck, fuck, fuck
I'm gonna nut...I'm gonna...AHHEHAOEIHROIAEHOAHEHEAIIIRHO
FUCK...GHOEAIEHORIOHOIH FUCK, CUMMIN', CUMMIN', SHOOTIN' IT, SHOOTING MY
CUM...AHGOEAIHOEIRH FUCK DO IT TO ME, NICHOLAS, DO IT TO ME, FUCK ME, FUCK
ME, FUCK ME HARD, FUCK ME HARDER, LIKE YOU DID BEFORE...WHEN WE STARTED,
FUCK ME REALLY HARD, REALLY HARD, HARDER, HARDER, HARDER, I WANT FUCKED
HARDER, GHOAIEHORAIHEOIRH GOD, MAKIN' ME CUM SOOO HARRDD...SUCK ME, SUCK
ME, SUCK ME OFF, SUCK ME OFF, SUCK IT, SUCK IT, SUCK IT, SUCCCCKKKKKKKKK
ITTTTTTT...!!!"

"FUCKIN' YOU, FUCKIN' YOU, FUCKIN' YOU AS HARD AS I CAN, FEELING IT,
FEELING THE FEELING, DRY-CUMMING ALL OVER THE FUCKIN' PLACE," Nicholas
cried out, laughing in the joy of repeated, powerful jolts of sexual
pleasure, driving his cock to harder, deeper, faster thrusts into Travis,
who now welcomed them with overwhelming sexual joy. "OHHHAHHEHHH FUCK,
GUYS, BEST FUCK I EVER HAD, BEST FUCKIN' ASS I EVER..."

"FIRST fuckin' ass you ever had," Mikolos laughed reminding his little
brother, "OHHHAHHH FUCK, BUDDY, MAKIN' ME CUM...MAKIN' ME CUM TOO,
OAOGHOEIAH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, WHAT A COCKSUCKER, OOHAHHHAHAH GOD,
FEELS GOOD, AOGHAOEIHRO SUCK ME, SUCK ME, SUCK ME DRY, SUCK THE CUM RIGHT
OUTTA ME, RIGHT OUTTA MY BALLS, GOIEHAOIEHROIH FUCK...FUCK, FUCK, FUCK,
AHGOEIAEOIROHOIAHOE FUCCCCKKKKK!"

"HOOO FUCK, WE'RE ALL CUMMIN' TOGETHER...ALL DOIN' IT, FEELING IT,
AHGEOAIEHOIHO GOD, FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOD, GHOAIEHOH FUCK," Nicholas cried
out as his intensely pleasurable dry cum started to fade. "Let's switch off
now and fuck some more!"