Date: Sat, 28 Dec 2013 01:21:29 -0500 From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com> Subject: Erotic Isle: the Endless Orgasm Chapter 28 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 TWENTY-EIGHT "He gone?" Marco Raphaello breathed softly after several minutes of silence as he, Silly, and Bunny hid under her bed with their purloined bottle of champagne. "I don't hear anything," Silly whispered. "Come on, down to the beach," Bunny murmurred softly as she crawled nakedly from beneath her bed. "Whew, that was close," Silly giggled as he followed her. "Hey, don't fuckin' SPILL it," he worried as Marco struggled to escape his confinement. He handed the corked bottle to Silly. "This way," Bunny led them outside toward the main elevator down to the beach level. "I think he went back down to the living room." "He got any more of this shit," Silly asked as he (more or less) sipped from the bottle as he'd been instructed. "I think you've had enough," Marco recaptured the bottle, then took a swig himself. "Urp," he belched, the bubbly getting the better of him. "Easy, that 'shit' costs about eight-hundred a bottle," Bunny informed the boys. "No shit?" Marco held the bottle out, trying to read the label. His eyed blurred. "Chateau de...something or other. I mean, it's good, but...damn, it's not THAT fuckin' good." He drank some more. "Sure you don't want some?" he offered the bottle to Bunny. "Go easy, the alochol content is around fifteen percent or more," Bunny warned. "And one thing I've learned about you...you and your dad BOTH, you do NOT handle alcohol well." "I can handle it, give me some more," Silly insisted, reaching for the bottle. "Hey, you little fuck," Marco jerked the bottle away. "MARCO!" Bunny cried disapprovingly as the three of them settled on a leftover blanket from the night before still spread over dried palm branches. Chastened, Marco held onto the bottle but allowed Silly another small sip or two. "Wait!" Bunny suddenly cried. "What?" both Marco and Silly quickly hopped up from the blanket as Bunny jerked it out from under them. "Bugs...cockroaches...maybe even scorpions. They love damp, shady spots like this." It was too dark to see them. She vigorously shoot out the blanket. "Heeeyyyyyy...more SAND than bugs," Marco complained as he brushed himself off." "That's better," Bunny announced as once more she and Silly spread out the blanket, this time in the dry sand. "Wish we had glasses, I feel so...so..." Marco began. "Drunk?" Bunny suggested. "No...well, maybe a little...no...so...so, you know...drinkin' straight from the bottle like this, especially at...what, twenty bucks a sip or something..." Marco laughed, downing another twenty bucks. "Give me some more," Silly insisted. "Okay, little guy, but just ten fucks for you...bucks for you," Marco laughed uproarously at his error. "Ohhhh, god, you're getting drunk...on half a bottle of champagne...damn," Bunny shook her head in dismay. "Hey, honey babe, I ain't half as think as you drunk I am," Marco laughed, pretending to be even more inebriated than he actually was. "I ain't too drunk to fuck YOU, that's for sure." "I wouldn't be so sure," Bunny smiled. "Are you drunk enough to fuck ME?" Silly joked. "Uhhhhhh...welll...let me see...you got tits?" Marco tried to focus on the cute little naked boy beside him. "Not yet, I'm too young," Silly laughed, starting to feel the champagne himself. "Mmmmmm...you ARE pretty young...PRETTY...but young...you a boy or a girl?" Marco teased, taking another swig from the bottle. "Does it matter?" Silly laughed. "I got a pretty bigock...big COCK...you sure you got the pussy for something this big?" Marco asked, stroking himself to hardness and a good six to seven inches. Bunny smiled silently, realizing what Silly was up to, watching in amusement. "Oooooooooo, wow, it is BIG," Silly laughed reaching out, touching it, fondling its hardness. "Biggest cucking fock on the island," Marco boasted wildly. "You better stop that, things could get a little messy down there." "Give me some more pamchagne...cham...whatever the fuck..." Silly demanded even as he continued stroking Marco's cock. "Give it to him?" Bunny demanded. "You're getting drunk...so help me if you pass out...I ain't fuckin' draggin' your carcas back to bed. You'll sleep it off out here and hope to hell you're above the high tide line." "Here," Marco handed the bottle to Silly. "I think you're right, little girl...heyyyyyy....kid don't fuckin' stop, that feels goooooodd." Silly didn't stop, he jacked Marco with one hand and while enjoying a good thirty bucks worth of the liquid contents of the bottle with the other. "That's enough, my turn, sweet cheeks," Marco once more imbibed. "Ohhhhhahhhhhh fucccckkkkkk yeahhhhhhhh...." "Feel good?" Silly smiled up at him. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm...." Then, taking a gamble, Silly bent forward and sucked down on Marco's soaring hard cock." Bunny tried hard not to burst out laughing. "What the fuckkkkkk?!" Marco cried laughing, but made no attempt to stop the boy. "Horny little sockcucker, you like my big, hard dick?" He took another drink from the bottle, now having consumed at least half of it himself. Silly made no reply, afraid Marco wasn't quite drunk enough to allow him to continue if he stopped. "Damn...you're...ahhhhhhhh fuck, you're good...better'n ole pussy-lips here," Marco laughed outrageoulsy. "Shhhhhhh...dad might hear you," Bunny warned. "FUCK your dad...FUCK YOUR OLD MAN, fuck MY old man...ahhahhahhhh damn, ahahhah fuck, boy, that feels goooood." Marco cried in growing sexual pleasure at what Silly was doing to his cock. Silly momentarily lifted his lips from Marco's cock, smiling up at him, then winked at Bunny before once more returning to the task of making Marco cum. "You ornery little shit, you're tryin to make me GAY, ain't ya?" Marco laughed, realizing himself for the first time what Silly had in mind. "I ain't stupid, ya know..." Nonetheless, he made no effort to stop the boy from sucking his cock. "Ahahhahhahhh god, ahghehahehrh fuckin' damn, that feels gooood. You horny little queers really know how to make a cock feel...ahhhhhhh...really gooooooddddd." He drank some more champagne, as if to fortify himself for what he felt comming. "Do it to him, Silly, make him cum," Bunny whispered encouragement to the boy softly. There was a full moon overhead. Mostly she could only see Silly's blond head of hair sweeping up and down over Marco's glistening hard cock. She doubted Marco could see even that much. What Marco couldn't see he sure could feel. "Ohhhhhhh god, kid, I love it, ahgoeoaiheorh fuck suck that fucker, boy, do it to me, do it to me, keep doin' it to me, oahhgheahh fuccckkk...ohahhhhhahhahh fuck, feels good, feels good, suck it, boy, suck it, suck it, suck me off, suck me, off, suck me fuckin' off, ahgoeiaheorih god, love your lips, boy, ahahhhahh god, love this feeling, love you too, aogheaoaiherh fuck love you, love you, love you, ahgoeaihehorih god, I love you, suck... SUUUUUUCCCKKKKK...SUCCCCCKKKKKKK...SUCCCCKKKKKKKKKK...AGHOOAIEORIHOAIH FUCK, I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMMMMINNNNN, OHHHHHH SHIT, FEELS GOOD, GOOD, GOOOOOOOOD, GHAOIEHROIH FUCCCKKK, FEELS SOOO GOOD, AHAHIEIIAHEHHAHHHH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, AHHAHHAH GOD, BEST FUCKIN' BLOWJOB I EVER FELT, AHGOAIEHOIH YEAH, DON'T STOP, KEEP SUCKIN' ME, FUCKER, KEEP SUCKIN' MY DICK, AHGOEIAH GOD, YEAH, TAKE IT ALL, TAKE IT ALL, TAKE MY CUMMMMMM...AHHAHHAHH FUUUCCCKKKKKKK...FUCCCCKKKK...FUCKKKkkkkkkkkk....! "THAT'S IT, SILLY, DO IT TO HIM, BOY, DO IT TO HIM, KEEP DOIN' IT TO HIM, FUCKIN' SUCK HIM OFF, SILLY, DO IT, DO IT, SUCK THAT COCK, SUCK THAT FUCKIN' COCK, SHOW HIM WHAT A REAL FUCKIN' BLOWJOB FEELS LIKE, SILLY, AOHAHHAHFUCK...FUCK...FUCKKKK!" Bunny murmurred softly as she watched closely the boy she loved heaving and thrusting up between Silly's sucking lips, wildly sacrificing his manhood in pursuit of aching, orgasmic pleasure. "OhhhhhHHHHHH FUCK, SILLY, DRAIN HIM FUCKIN' DRY, BOY, SUCK THAT COCK, SUCK THE CUM RIGHT OUTTA HIS BALLS, BOY, YEAH, YEAH, OHAHHAHHAH FUCK, YOU'RE GOOD, AOOGHEAOEIH GOD,YOU SUCK GOOD! WHERE THE FUCK'D YOU LEARN TO SUCK COCK LIKE THAT, KID?" Silly lifted his lips from Marco's oozing hard cock and smiled up at him, then Bunny. "In the army, I was the barracks sissy-boy," he joked. "Ohhhhhh fucccckkkkk..." Marco fell backwards across blanket in sexual exhaustion. "Ohhhhh damn, now he's gonna fuckin' pass out," Bunny sighed in disgust. "No he ain't," Silly giggled, something of a champagne buzz on himself. "Watch this." Nimbly, the naked little boy scrambled over top of Marco's naked teenaged body, kissing his way from the boy's cock up across his hairless abdomen, chest, pausing at his nipples, before hovering on all fours over Marco's face, before delivering his hard, little cocklet between the lips of the drunken youth he's just sucked off. Bunny watched in amusement and surprise as, Marco reached up, gripped Silly's cute little butt and pulled him down taking ever single one of Silly's four little-boy inches like he'd done it a million times before. "Hoooomigodddd," she gasped in disbelief. The desperately "straight" Marco was starting to look rather bent as Silly began slowly face-fucking him. "He's takin' me," Silly looked back over his shoulder, making sure Bunny was enjoying his triumph as much as he was. "Careful, don't make him gag," Bunny warned. "Straight guys hate it when that happens." "Straight hell, he's fuckin' suckin' me like he knew how," Silly giggled in horny delight. "Maybe he's been helpin' out his little brothers," Bunny ventured. "I think I'm gonna fuckin' FUCK his ass when he gets done suckin' down my cum," Silly boasted, hoping Marco was sober enough to suck his cock but so far gone he wouldn't much care. "Wait, I'm gonna run back, get my phone, he'll never believe this tomorrow," Bunny suddenly jumped up from the blanket and dashed off. "Don't cum till I get back!" "Hurry," Silly called after her. "He's pretty fuckin' good...and I'm horny as fuckin' ahhahhahehhrhh fuccckkkk...hell." Rushing back to the house Bunny was startled to see her two brothers, also Mikolos and Nicholas lounging by the pool, for once not working on their mutual orgasms. "Buddy...you got your phone down here?" She asked breathlessly. "Sure, there on the table, what's wrong?" Buddy jumped to his feet, handing it to her. "What's happening?" "Come on...history is being made," she laughed. "You won't fuckin' believe this." As a group, the boys followed her as Bunny ran, backtracking across the beach. "Is Marco alright?" Mikolos worried. "Shhhhhhh...hell no, he's fuckin' drunk on his fuckin' ass but...slow down...shhhhh..." She demanded as the five of them crept up on the two naked boys still enjoying their cocks "Hooooooo my...fuccckkkkkk," Mikolos gasped, apparently the first to see in the moonlight what was happening. "Shhhhhhh," Bunny warned once more as she crept up on the two then snapped their picture. Marco jerked, startled by the phone's flash. But, just as she'd hoped, he was too far gone to care. She moved in closer, just Marco's head and Silly's pistoning cock driving in and out of his mouth. She snapped another. This time Marco hardly reacted at all. Pressing her luck, she set the phone in "movie" mode and filmed about ten seconds before the bright light exhausted the batteries on buddy's phone. "Looks like big brother gone gay on us," Mikolos observed as Buddy and Bobby stood back, gaping in mild amusement at the sexual spectacle going on before them. "I'm close," Silly said softly. "You gonna cum in his MOUTH?" Mikolos gasped in disbelief at what he was seeing. "Just watch me," Silly giggled as he fucked Marco's sucking lips faster and faster, as only a little boy of Silly's age and build could do. "Do it, flood him," Nicholas urged in glee. "Once you've made him gay, maybe he'll come down from his holier-than-thou attitude. "Don't expect too much," Bunny warned. "He's fuckin' drunk as a skunk, remember. He'll claim we got him..." "Ohhhahhhahh fuccckkk...I'm gonna cummmmm...I'm gonna...gonna...CUMMMMM.....OAOHGHOEOIAHEO FUCK...CUMMMMM...CUMMMMM... CUMMMIN', AHHHHHHHHH DAMN, AHGHHAHHAHH FUCK, SUCK IT, MAN, AHGEAHHHAHH FUCK, HE MAY BE DRUNK, BUT HE'S GOT THE MAKIN'S OF ONE HELL OF A COCKSUCKER, AHGHAOEIRHOIH GOD, HE'S REALLY SUCKIN' ME HARD, SUCKIN' MY CUM, TAKIN' MY LOAD...WHAT LITTLE I GOT ANYWAY...SIXTH TIME TODAY, I THINK," Silly allowed as he frantically ejaculated several good, hard, hot spurts of boy-cum down Marco's throat. "Geeeeeeeessss and RICE," Mikolos swore in disbelief as he watched. "Someone run back and get some lube, I'm gonna fuck him now," Silly told him. "Like fuckin' HELL you are!" Marco suddenly threw Silly off him, dislodging the boy's cock, dribbling cum from his lips in a long rope to Silly's hard, pulsating cocklet. Suddenly he looked up, seeing Bunny first, then both his brothers and the Bristol twins. Then, his eyes glazed over, a drunken, dazed look on his face. He suddenly fell back, head resting in the sand, unconscious. "Guess not," Silly sighed in dismay. "You could still fuck him, even if he's passed out, couldn't you?" Nicholas suggested niavely. Silly laughed. "What's the fuckin' fun in that." "Now that you guys are down here, you can carry him back up to the house, pop him under the shower by the pool, maybe he'll come to long enough to make it to bed," Bunny urged. "Who's bed? He ain't fuckin' sleepin' with ME," Mikolos assured them. "Well, hell, leave him here, then, let him figure it all out for himself tomorrow morning," Bunny laughed derisively. "I can't wait to see the look on his face," Mikolos laughed. "How much did he drink?" Bunny held up the nearly empty bottle. "Silly had some, the rest..." "Ohhhhh fuck, Dad's Chauteau de Rothschild, 1989....fuckkkkk..." Buddy cried peering at the bottle in the moonlight. "Better leave the bottle, he might wanna finish it off," Bobby suggested laughing. Shame to waste it. "Okay, cover him up with the blanket," Bunny told them. "Hope we don't have a high tide." "I hope we do," Mikolos laughed. "Horny fuckin' hypocrite." "Hey, you guys go easy, on him, I smell one hell of an identity crisis commin' on tomorrow," Bunny shook her head as she lovingly folded the half of the blanket he wasn't lying on over Marco's naked body. "Sleep well...bi-boy." -------------------------- "Sorry about the champagne last night, dad," Bunny gently appologized to her father over breakfast the next morning. "I didn't know it was your..." "I didn't think you like champagne," Doug Bristol glared at her. "I don't." Bunny assured him. "Let me guess, Marco..." Donatello sighed, rolling his eyes, then looking at his watch. "Where the fuck is he anyway, we gotta get a fuckin' move on or we'll miss the chopper." "Uhhhh...dad...I...I think...I don't think he'll be..." Mikolos began as he suddenly spied the saddest sight for sore eyes he'd ever beheld, just outside the sliding glass doors leading from the dining area to the back deck. "Hoooooooo goddddddd..." Donatello bowed his head, staring at the floor in embarrassment. "Shall we let him in or leave him out there, hope he'll go away?" Nicholas suppressed a laugh. "Remind you of anybody?" Derek made no effort to hide his amusement. "Let him in," Doug sighed. "Brush all the fuckin' sand off him first, though. He owes me for a bottle of champagne." "How much," Donatello sighed as the twins moved to make Marco domestically acceptable. "Sleep well last night?" Doug asked breezily. "Isn't the ocean air wonderful, first thing in the morning like this?" "I'm...I'm gonna...ULLLLlppppoppaarghhhhhhhh..." Marco suddenly vomited all over the floor, a chair, and a corner of the dining room table. "Throw up..." he completed his sentence, then wretched again. Donatello took a deep breath. "Boys, take him up, dust him off, put him to bed..." "Why us, we didn't fuckin' get him drunk!" Both boys objected. "No...you're right," Doug agreed. "Bunny...this is your doings...you should do the honors...and put him in YOUR bed...that's where he seems...most comfortable these days." "Silly is in my bed," Bunny reported meekly. Suddenly the twins and both the Raphaello boys burst out in uproarous laughter. "Whaaaaa...?" Doug looked about in surprise and dismay. "What's so hilarious?" "Show him your phone," Bunny told her brother. Buddy retrieved his communication device from the counter where he'd left it the night before recharging its battery. He thumbed through his photo album, locating the ones Bunny had shot last night, then handed it to his dad, watching first his dad's face, then Marco's. Marco's countenance was barely more than a blank stare. Doug looked at the pictures on at a time, then slumped, handing the device to Marco's father. Donatello looked at the first one, his eyes growing wide, then up at his oldest son in disbelief. Then he saw the others, and the short video clip, revealing that Marco was very much a willing participant in the fervid sex act so obscenely depicted. "Show'em to Marco," Mikolos urged. Marco simply shook his head, staring at the floor, then went back outside. There he settled into the spa, hoping to clear his head...or die.