Date: Sun, 12 Jan 2014 17:34:46 -0500
From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com>
Subject: Erotic Isle: the Endless Orgasm Chapter 31

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 THIRTY-ONE


"Doctor Warren just landed he'll be here in ten minutes," the nurse at the
security station on the fourth floor of Cox Bristol Research center told
Justin Bieber and Titan Adonis as they waited tiredly in rather
uncomfortable chairs across from the desk.

"How long before we'll know something?" Justin asked her politely.

"Well, he'll have to consult, scrub up, probably be a half-hour before the
boy goes back into surgery," the nurse contemplated the time
schedule. "Beyond that, I have no idea how long the surgery will take, we
don't often do this procedure here."

"Try NEVER," Titan correct knowledgeably.

"Not since the first time, when we upgraded him," the nurse admitted. "You
two look like you could use some sleep, you wanna log out in Hanson's
quarters until we get some news on the boy.  I can call you."

Justin and Titan looked at one another is dismay.  It had been nearly 24
hours since either of them had slept. Yet neither of them wanted to
"log-out" at such a crucial time, if indeed, either of them could sleep if
they did.

"Sure, better than these...butt beaters," Justin rubbed his sore ass as he
got up. "You comming, stud?"

Titan forced himself up from the chair. He shrugged. "If you'll suck me
off, first. I can't go to sleep without an orgasm," he joked.

"Sex? You want sex at a time like...ohhhhh, what the hell..." Justin
sighed, rolling his eyes.

"Right through there, Titan knows the way," the attractive young female
nurse pointed. "Just try to keep the noise down, this IS a hospital, you
know. It's still early, people are trying to sleep...especially the ones
who just came to work."

"I can't believe you wanna...cum...at a time like...when your brother's in
there, fighting for his life, and you want sucked off?" Justin muttered
under his breath as he followed Titan through Hanson's deserted
office. "What if Hanson's using the bed?"

"You don't mind a three-way, do you?" Titan joked.

"Not when I can barely stand up," Justin told the boy.

"She wouldn't have suggested it if he was in the building," Titan looked
back over his shoulder, making sure the lagging Bieb was still following
him.

"I don't know if I can....perform...under the circumstances," Justin
pretended to worry.  Watching Titan's cute butt move as they walked
guaranteed that.

"You're hard. I'm hard. We'll perform," Titan assured him. "I get horny
when I'm stressed."

"Have you talked to Dr...whatzisname about that?" Justin joked as they
entered Hanson's lavish job site bedroom.

"No, if I did, I'd have him dial it UP a notch...you can never be too
horny, right?" Titan winked as he sprawled out seductively across the
made-up bed. "Come on, baby, come pleasure this naked young boy of yours,"
he taunted Justin, waving his hard, throbbing seven-inch boy-cock as Justin
slipped nakedly into bed next to him and then went immediately for Titan's
cock. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...."

"You wanted this, so don't you dare go to sleep on me," Justin warned,
"...or I'll fuck the popcorn outta ya."

"Popcorn?" Titan laughed.

"Don't ask," Justin laughed. "It just sounded good at the time." Then he
went back down on Titan's burgeoning hard cock, feeling it harden like
titanium in his mouth and begin thrusting upwards.

"Ohhhhh, fuck, kid, slow down, it's been a long day," Justin pleaded,
lifting his lips from Titan's cock, then plunging back down hungrily again.

"I can't slow down, I need to cum," Titan gasped as his sexual pleasure
rose higher by the second. "This is gonna be a short one."

Justin wanted to thank him for his consideration but his mouth was too full
of heaving, thrusting, driving, hard boy-cock to talk.  He
sucked...hard...harder and harder...faster and faster...deeper and deeper,
unleashing every cocksucking trick he'd ever learned in all his years of
pleasing other boys' cocks.

"Do it, do it, keep doin' that, keep suckin' it like that, ohhhh fuck,
Justin, ohhhhh fuck, fuck, fuck, keep suckin' me like that, oahhahhhh god,
feels good, feels good, feelin' my cum boilin' up inside me, feeling the
feeling, gettin' me closer and closer, man, aohghahhehahhh fuck,
aoogheoaiehroihh fuck, suck it, suck it, keep suckin' it, aoghoaiehorh
yeah, oahghehah fuck yeah, man, gonna fuckin' cum, gonna fuckin' cum, keep
suckin' me, ahghahoerihoah fuck keep suckin' me, keep suckin' me,
keep...keep....oahgoaiheohi....hahhehhrhhh...here it....it...it
CUMMMMSSSS....AGHOEAIEHEORAH GOD, JUSTIN, CUMMIN', MAN, CUMMIN', CUMMIN'
GHOAIEHOAIHOEIHAOHE GOD, THE FEELING, GOIEHAOIEHRO FUCK, KEEP SUCKIN' IT,
KEEP MAKIN' ME CUM, GHAOIEHROIH GOD, JUST SUCK THE CUM RIGHT OUTTA MY COCK,
RIGHT UP FROM MY BALLS, AGHOAIHEOIHO GOD, THE FEELING...THE FEELING...IT'S
INCREDIBLE, GHOAIEHROIAH GOD, I NEEDED THIS, GOIAHOEIHROIH
FUCCCCKKKK...FUCCCCKKKKK....AHGHAOIEIHROAIHEOIH FUCCCCKKKkkkkk..."

"GEEESSHHHHH WHAT A LOADDDDDDD!" Justin gasped as he slowly lifted his lips
from Titan's oozing cock. "You really did need it bad." He looked up at the
boy.  His eyes were closed in ecstasy. No, actually, his eyes were closed
in slumber.  The kid had gone to sleep in the middle of his orgasm...or
near the END of it, at any rate. Justin wiped his mouth then crawled up the
length of the boy's sleeping naked body and fell instantly asleep himself.

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

Justin had no idea what time it was or how long he and Titan had slept.
All he knew was he could feel a boy's lips sucking his cock. He was too
tired to even open his eyes. It felt good. He assumed it was Titan's lips
giving him much needed sexual pleasure. He did his best to remain conscious
enough to enjoy it. He could tell by what the boy was doing to him that it
had to be Titan. No other boy he'd ever met or known could do that to his
cock. Up, down, swirl around, up down, swirl around, ohahhahhh fuck, what a
talented tongue the boy had. He pretended to still be asleep, hoping the
aching, naked sexual pleasure he could feel gradually building up in his
thin, trembling loins wouldn't betray him. MMMMmmmm...felt good, the
feeling so soothing, yet exciting, the warmth deep down in his loins so
extremely satisfying, it was becomming more and more difficult to keep from
writhing in the growing pleasure Titan was giving his cock.

Justin watched as the boy's head bobbed up and down over his soaring eight
inches.  The kid was remarkable.  He could take virtually ALL of it if he
chose, though he didn't always go all the way down. It wasn't Titan's head,
mouth, or throat that was giving Justin such excruciating pleasure, it was
the boy's tongue, the feeling almost as if Titan was somehow penetrating
his cock, crawling inside it...

"Quit pretending," Titan smiled up at him then swept back down over
Justin's cock.

"Pretending what?" Justin replied groggily.

"Pretending you could SLEEP though this," Titan gazed up at him, Justin's
cock in hand, then sucked back down on it.

"Suck me off, we better get back...aahhahhahhehooohghahehhhh god, kid,
you're fuckin' good, I keep forgetting how....oaoghh
oaoghoieaoheihrhahehhiiiiihhhhhooooah fucccckkkk...suck it, suck it, suck
it, suck it, boy, hboiahoeihohiaohahh god, that feels good, aghhaoierhoaih,
fuck, you've no idea how good that feels, aghhaoeihaoiehroihoahhahh
fffuuccckkk."

"I've got a VERY good idea," Titan insisted, then sucked back down on the
cock in his hand, twisting his head, swirling his tongue, multiplying the
pleasure again and again.

"Ohhhahhhhahh fuck, I can't fuckin' STAND it, make me cum, Titan, make me
cum, aoghaoiehr fuck orgasm me, boy, orgasm me, orgasm me...make me cum,
make me cum, make me CUMMMMMMMMM...CUMMMMMMMAOGHOAHEORHO GOD, MAKIN' ME
CUMMMMM...SUCK IT, SUCK IT, SUCK ME OFF, SUCK ME OFF, SUCK ME FUCKIN' OFF,
TITAN, TAKE IT, TAKE IT, TAKE MY CUM, TAKE MY CUM, GHAOIEHROIH GOD, YES,
THE FEELING, THE FEELING YOU'RE GIVIN' ME, BOY, AHGHOAOIOEIHROIH GOD, KEEP
DOIN' IT, KEEP DOIN' IT TO ME LIKE THAT, KEEP SUCKIN' ME, KEEP SUCKIN'
ME...AOGHAHOEIRHOAHEORH GOD, KEEP SUCCKIN' MEEEEEEEEEEEE...!"

There was a brief knock on the door, then the nurse stepped inside. "Your
friend is coming out of surgery now," she told them. "He still anesthetized
but Dr. Warren can...uhhhh...whenever you two are finished." She watched
for a moment, then ducked back out.

"We better shower and get back," Justin suggested as Titan lifted his lips
and presented them to Justin in a lingering kiss.

"If you'll promise not to molest me in the shower," Titan bargained.

"I think you've been molested enough for one...what the fuck time is it,
anyway...day or night?" Justin looked about. The blinds were drawn.  He
couldn't tell.

"The shower is this way," Titan dragged him from the bed. "Try not to drip
cum on the carpet, it's hell tryin' to get it cleaned off."

"Right," Justin smiled as he allowed himself to be led into the spacious
tiled shower, big enough for twice their number.

"Feel better now?" Titan kissed him as they soaped one another's naked
bodies.

"I'll survive," Justin confirmed. "You give nice orgasms."

"So do you," Titan smiled, kissing him once more as they rinsed off.

"Oh, like you'd know," Justin teased.  "No one I know has ever gone to
sleep during one of my super blowjobs...except for YOU!"

"I get sleepy when I get horny," Titan joked.

"And last night it was 'I get horny when I get sleepy'." Justin reminded
him as they turned off the gentle overhead spray.

"Stressed." Titan corrected.

"Stressed?"

"I get horny when I get stressed," Titan enjoyed being toweled off. "I hate
it when someone misquotes me."

"Sorry, I'm not built with a Level-Five, total recall mind," Justin told
the boy as he now dried himself off while watching Titan brush his
hair. "Hanson is going to kill you, using his brush and stuff."

"Hanson can go fuck himself," Titan told him defiantly. He handed the brush
to Justin who did his best to replicate his hair stylist's creation atop
his head. "Hurry up, if I know Doc, and believe me, I do, he'll be the next
one wanting to sack out in here."

Titan hadn't been far wrong. They met Dr. Warren in the hall just outside
Hanson's office

"Ohhhhh...there you are, I was wondering...you two have been FUCKING each
other while I was...never mind," Mike Warren knew them both well enough to
not have to guess what they'd been doing together.

"Never mind that, how'd it go?" Justin asked anxiously.

Mike took a deep breath, Tricky...slow...exhausting...I suppose you two
left the place flooded with cum in there?"

"He gonna be alright?" Titan asked breathlessly.

"He'll survive, learn to fuck again...sterile as hell, but..." Mike told
the boy tiredly.

"Errr...Doc, I think he was already sterile," Titan reminded him. "How long
before we can see him?"

"Hour...maybe two...hard to tell with Adonises," Doc advised. "You never
know whether to treat them as human or cybernetic."

"How long before he can get back on his feet and leave the island?" Justin
asked, blocking the doctor's path to a much needed rest.

"On his feet...a day or two...probably tomorrow," Doc told them. "Leave the
island...whoa...that's hard to say."

"Hard to say?" Justin probed, unsatisfied with Mike Warren's reply.

"Looks like your...million-dollar...MULTI...million dollar investment may
be in escrow for a while," Mike told the entertainer smugly. "He'll stay
here as long as I SAY he'll stay here."

"But Doc..." Titan began.

"Now get the fuck outta my way before you have to CARRY me in to bed," Mike
pushed past them.

"Fuckin' asshole...What time is it? How long was he in there?" Justin asked
as they neared the security desk once more.

"It's four in the afternoon, the surgery lasted for...just under six
hours," the nurse overheard and informed them. "You two enjoy each other in
there?"

"Maybe you should have wakened us sooner...you could have joined the
party," Justin joked.

"Are you crazy? While on duty? Dr. Scott...he'd give me a double tit-ectomy
if he caught me fuckin' around on the job," the nurse said without
smiling. "However, I do get off in less than an hour if you'd...like
to...fool around."

"Sorry," Justin smile induligently, "I'm gay."

"I'm not," Titan winked suggestively, obscenely stroking his soaring young
boy-cock to hardness.

"You looked pretty gay in there," the nurse smiled down at the boy. "You're
Titan, right?"

"And you're...uhhhh...name is...Rat shit, right?" Titan joked.

"That's NURSE Ratchitt to you, fucker," the nurse glared at him.

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

"We'd like to...uhhh...errr...talk to you," Marco stammered slightly as he
and Bunny found her father and Derek hovering over a computer in their den.

Doug Bristol looked up from the keyboard and just stared for a
moment. "Young man, you owe me eight hundred dollars."

"Eight...ulp...hundred...." Marco choked. "Why? What for?"

"Chateau de Rothschild, 1988, ring any bells?" Doug eyed the teenager.

"Dad that was ME, not Marco, stole the champagne," Bunny protested.

"Oh, right, and I know how much you LOVE champagne," Doug sneered at his
daughter.

"But...I didn't drink...I mean..." Marco started to object.

"And don't try too blame it on Silly," Doug warned. "More than a few sips
and he'd have been flat on his ass out there still."

"Dad, we wanna get married," Bunny chose to change the subject by hopefully
shocking her dad.

"Tomorrow afternoon at four," Doug snapped. "I'll see to the
arrangements...but NO CHAMPAGNE!"

"Huh?" Marco gaped at his future father-in-law dumbly.

"Now, suppose we discuss how you and your new bride are going to repay the
debt you owe," Doug returned to the original subject.

"That's it?" Bunny gaped at her father in surprise. "Tomorrow afternoon at
four?"

"We can make it five, if you like," Derek barely suppresed a smile. Neither
he nor Doug was the least bit surprised at the latest development in the
ongoing Marco-Bunny romance. "By the way, I don't see a ring."

Bunny glanced down at her naked fingers, embarrassed, even though the rest
of her was naked too.

"And, if you think I'm going to pay for matrimonial jewelery, think again,"
Doug told them sternly.

"How many you inviting?" Derek asked, apparently assuming the role of
mother of the bride.

Stunned, Bunny was momentarily speechless.  Then, eyes flashing she told
him. "Every damned fuckin' hard cock on the island."

"Whew," Derek whistled. "Doug, the Duralon alone is gonna cost us a small
fortune."

"Call up your friends on Ecstasy, get'em to give us some of that new EO
shit...for testing purposes only, of course...we can forget about the
ceremony and the rings...AND the bar tap for that many horny fuckers," Doug
suggested, for the first time cracking a wry smile betraying his joy in
hearing that he was about to become a father-in-law.

"Speaking of sex," Derek sort of changed the subject.

"Ohhhhhh fuck, here it comes," Bunny muttered under her breath.

"Young man, we have a rather wild and free sexual lifestyle around here,"
Derek began. "We've long since forgotten there is such a word as
incest...if you know what I mean."

"I do," Marco intoned soberly.

"No...no, no, save that for tomorrow when the J.P. asks you..." Derek
joked. "What I'm asking you is..."

"Am I willing to share my new wife with her...immediate family, right?"
Marco interrupted.

"Something like that," Derek eyed the boy quite seriously, trying to read
as much how he FELT as what he SAID.

"We've talked about that," Bunny went to her fiance's rescue.

"No, no, Bunny, we all, know how YOU feel about family sex," Derek
interjected. "I want to hear it from Marco's own cocksucking lips how HE'S
going to fit in around here."

"Cocksuck..." Marco nearly choked.

"We're assuming the two of you are going to be living with the bride's
parents, at least until you get your bar tab settled," Doug told them
succinctly.

"It's her cunt. She can fuck whoever she likes," Marco blurted. "We
don't....OWN each other."

"And you? It's your cock. You gonna fuck whoever YOU like?" Derek probed
deeper than he knew Marco wanted to go.

"Of course, it's only fair, he can fuck who he likes too?" Bunny once more
tried to help him out.

"Bunny, shut up, I'm talking to Marco," Derek snapped.

Marco paused. "Of course...like she said, it's only..." Marco repeated
after his future wife.

"Would you care to fuck ME...or her father...just to seal the deal...so to
speak?" Derek drove home his point. "Right now."

"We'd want to reciprocate, of course," Doug added dryly.

"Recipro...?" Marco had never heard the word before.

"Fuck YOU...in return," Doug cut him off, making himself perfectly clear.

"Just to prove I'm...no longer homophobic?" Marco glared at the two as
Bunny tugged his arm, watching his well-documented Italian temper begin to
rise.

Derek laughed.  "No, son...of course not. You'd need to prove you're GAY."

"Or at least Bi," Doug allowed.

Marco grew nervous, looking down at Bunny in dispair, searching for the
words to declare his...straightness...but finding none. He desperately
loved Bunny, but what her "fathers" were proposing ran contrary to
everything he knew and felt. Sucking off a cute little boy like Silly in a
drunken stupor was one thing, but cold, hard, sober, consensual man-sex...a
three-way at that; a huge, hard man-cock probing his ass, pumping cum into
him, hurting like hell...another face-fucking him, shooting cum down his
throat...

"Someone wanna drop a pin, I think my hearing is failing me," Derek
cracked.

"NO!" Marco cried suddenly, loudly enough to erase all doubts in Derek's
mind regarding his hearing.

"Well...I guess that settles that," Doug shrugged.

"Dad..." Bunny pleaded, looking after Marco as he stormed from the room,
torn between running after him and trying to reason with her father.

"At least the boy's got gumption," Derek smiled, actually starting to
admire the troubled young teen.

"Dad, how could you? I love..." Bunny began sobbing.

Doug reached around his crying daughter, hugging her. "The wedding will go
on as...not planned."

"But daddy..." Bunny looked up at her father in perplexed dismay.

"I was just testing him," Doug told her lovingly. "It was a matter than had
to be settled, brought out in the open, and better now than later."

"No one can...MAKE someone else gay...or bi, either, I suppose," Derek told
his step-daughter, also hugging her. "Nor should they try."

"But...Marco..." Bunny sobbed still.

Derek smiled down at the naked young girl in their arms, "He may never
change...and then again..."