Date: Mon, 27 Jan 2014 01:33:07 -0500 From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com> Subject: Erotic Isle: the Endless Orgasm--Epilogue 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 EPILOGUE "Did your old friend Hanson really get canned?" Dr. Abel Erickson asked Mike Warren as the two of them scrubbed up side by side as a precaution, should emergency surgery be needed as the result of their test of Diamond Adonis' replacement Testicular Processing Units. "I...I wouldn't know about that," Mike claimed, though, in fact, he knew damned well that to be the case. "I'm not on Jim Loin's Twitter list." "Sorry, didn't mean to strike a nerve," the attractive young surgeon apologized, knowing that if Hanson was actually, permanently gone, he, himself, might be in line for the position as director of Cox-Bristol's Bristol Island facility. "And he's not my 'friend'," Mike bristled, scrubbing his knuckles hard enough to cause an abrasion. The antibacterial soap stung. "Why? You want the job?" Dr. Erickson shrugged his naked shoulders, trying and failing to appear casually uninterested. "Not if you're still hoping for reinstatement." Mike smiled over at his talented young colleague. "I'm not," he lied, "and neither should you, either." "Why should I care whether you're reinstated," Abel Erickson questioned, turning off the water with his elbow, then blowdrying his hands. A young male nurse stood behind them with a rubber glove stretched open. "You know what I meant," Mike eyed the man suspiciously. The young surgeon gave him a smirking look then changed the subject. "Who's doing the honors with the boy?" "Rock, paper, scissors?" Mike proposed. "How long, Doc?" Mike heard a familiar voice behind him. It was Titan. Mike lookd down at his rapidly hardening cock. "Mmmmmm, I'd say about eight inches, give or take...." "Long enough," Titan smiled. "I was hoping you'd let me...you know...uhhh...test him?" "Strange you should ask," Mike smiled back at the boy, the kid's own eight inches at full tilt. "We were just discussing that. Whadya think, Dr. Erickson? You think the boy's qualified to perform such an important proceedure?" Abel Erickson looked Titan's naked, super-aroused, young boy-body over head to foot. "Over-qualified maybe, you're the level-five Adonis, right?" "The one and only," Titan smiled proudly. "Alright, get over here. Get scrubbed up," Mike nodded toward the sink. "The risk of infection is relatively minor after five weeks but...we can't be too careful." "First time I ever supervised a sterile hand-job," Erickson claimed. "Hey, I'm supervising, you're just observing...assisting as needed," Mike corrected. "Thanks," Titan smiled broadly as he began the cleansing ritual, having educated himself online, hoping for just such an opportunity. "I think Diamond would prefer YOU to...to either one of us," Mike eyed Dr. Erickson. "Just remember, don't get carried away and start sucking his cock, unless you want to scrub that beautiful oral cavity of yours with Hexachlorophine." "I'll try to control myself," Titan promised as he watched over his shoulder as the two doctors got "gloved." "Is our patient ready?" Mike asked the nurse. "Oh yeah, we nearly had to tie his hands down to keep him from performing the test himself," the nurse reported. Titan and both doctors laughed, knowing the nurse likely wasn't kidding. "The affected area sterile?" "As best we could," the nurse smiled up at the doctor. "Horniest kid I ever met. We had to be careful not to cause premature ejaculation." Titan finished, then began drying his hands. "Where's my gloves?" he demanded. "Get him some rubber, we can't have any cold hands working on our friend in there," Mike ordered the nurse. "The sensors all in place, neural outputs tested?" "Everything but the testes is tested," the nurse confirmed. "Josh Delacourt standing by?" Mike asked as the three of them headed next door to the operating room. "Thats an understatement if there ever was one," the nurse sneered, following behind them. "JOSH! How's our horny little bugger doin?" Dr. Mike greeted the twenty-something resident genius who had designed Diamond's TPUs. "Waiting impatiently," Josh reported, gazing down at the naked Adonis, the boy's groin draped in greenish surgical cloths, his hard young cock soaring up, out, and over his shaved loins. "You know, we could have done this electronicallly." "Sooner or later though..." Mike shook his head. "Diamond, my boy, how's it goin'?" "Can we get this show on the road, I've got a ton of cum needing to be shot," Diamond told them proudly. "Hear that?" Mike laughed. "Josh, you can stand by with a bedpan, catch all the excess for testing." "I don't know about his balls, but his prostate sure has been working overtime," Josh remarked, ignoring Mikes suggestion regarding the bedpan. "We've been monitoring his gland for a week now." "Nocturnal emissions?" Mike questioned as they gathered around the boy, eyeing him critically. "Minimal," Josh noted. "Mobility?" Mike went down a mental checklist. "Way beyond normal," Josh laughed. "We had to rig up a chastity belt to keep him from masturbating by doing push-ups." "Seriously" Dr. Erickson asked, laughing. "SERIOUSLY," Diamond confirmed, in no way finding the episode humorous. "Alright...Titan...get your hot young ass over here," Mike ordered. "And if I say stop...or Josh...you halt immediately. Got that?" "Titan's gonna jack me off?" Diamond realized in delight for the first time. "If you don't mind," Mike smiled down at the boy. "I'm sterile," Titan assured his best friend, displaying his rubber-gloved hands. "Cool, so am I," Diamond joked. "Josh, why don't you work on an upgrade so I can produce sperm as well as semon?" "We're good, but we're not THAT good," Josh joked. "We're ready when you are." "Do it to me, Titan," Diamond urged as Titan gingerly took his friend's blood-engorged cock in his hand. "A little lube would help," Titan requested. Instantly his words were heeded. He began stroking, watching Diamond's face for signs of sexual pleasure while everyone else watched the multitude of digital displays all around them. "Diamond?" Mike questioned the boy. "A little feedback would make this more interesting," he grinned. "Orgasmic levels increasing, estimated time remaining, two minutes, thirteen seconds...or 235 strokes, whichever comes first," Diamond reacted. Mike's smile faded. "That wasn't quite what I had in mind but...considering the source...." "Feels good," Diamond reacted less clinically. "Gettin' to ya, buddy?" Titan sped up a little. "Faster, harder, the damned thing ain't gonna fuckin' BREAK OFF!" Diamond complained. "TPU temp?" Mike requested. "124.2" Josh replid dryly. "A little less than we'd projected with these new models." "Ohhhhh fuck, feels good," Diamond writhed a little on the padded table. "Feels good to feel good again." "Maybe I'll become a surgeon when I grow up, this is kinda fun," Titan smiled around at the others watching him perform. "There's a little more to it than jackin' off naked young boys," Dr. Mike smiled down at the boy. "But you do have a nice, firm touch. You can do me when you get done." "Doctor!" Josh objected soberly. "That was very unprofessional." "Probably," Mike agreed. "Besides, he's already promised me," Josh grinned. "Better and better," Diamond sat up halfway, resting on both elbows as he watched Titan jack his cock. "Josh...the TPUs?" Mike requested as Josh seemed lost in the eroticism of the moment. "Normal," Josh barked, becoming impatient with his technical responsibilities. "Diamond?" Mike questioned. "Minute, twenty-one," Diamond reported. "Ohhhhh, god, no. Fuck no, less than that....WAY less than that," he suddenly changed his mind. "Ohhhh god, Titan, do it to me, do it to me, harder, faster, keep doin' it to me like that, man, make me cum, make me cum, ahghahehhrh fuck, ahghahehhhahhh fuccccccckkkkkkk!" "Josh, dammit, watch the readouts," Mike ordered as tensions rose. "Temp, 128.3, projected, 133, intensity...79% and climbing," Josh reported. "Whoa...climbing fast!" "Ohhhahhahhahhhhhhhhhah god, Titan, I can feel it, I can feel it, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, keep jackin' me, keep doin' it to me, ahahhahh god, I'm...ahghahhehhrhh fuckkkk....AHHIIAIEIRIHAHEOOAIEHRHHHH...OGHOAIEIRIIAIEIRHOEIHAOHE AEIGHEHHHHA FUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!!" Diamond suddenly wailed, heaving his thin, naked pelvis high off the table into Titan's jacking fist. "Ejaculation threshold uhhh...88...maybe 89...Ohhhhh fuck, he's peggin' the meters!" Josh cried. "Intensity 118...120...126...wanna stop?" "NO, NO, DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP, DON'T YOU DARE FUCKIN' STOP...AGHEAOEIRHOAIHG GOD, AGHHOAOEIRHAOEHRH FUCK, AOGHEAOIERH AHGEAOERIHAGHAEHHH...AHGHEAIEIIOAORIEHOI!" Diamond cried out wildly. "TPU reading?" Mike Warren called out, his voice tense. "Temp's nominal...intensity is...god, 134% and rising," Josh responded. "Can the TPUs take it?" Mike tried not to let his voice rise. "I think so...coolant is working beautifully, neural is...WOW, he's enjoying the hell outta this," Josh responded very unscientifically to his meters. "AHHAEIIAEHRHAHEHHHHHH...OGHEOAIOEIRHHHGHHHAHH FUCCCCKKK....KEEP DOIN' IT...KEEP DOIN' IT....AOGHEAOOEIRHOH FUCK, GIVIN' ME ONE FUCKIN' HELL OF AN ORGASM!" Diamond cried out as Dr. Erickson had to restrain him physically so that Titan could continued. "Ease up, Titan, let's not push it..." Mike decided not to press their luck. "NO...NO, DOC, I CAN TAKE IT, I CAN TAKE IT, FEELS....AHGHEAOIERHOIH GOD, BEST ORGASM I EVER HAD, DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP, TITAN, KEEP JACKIN' ME MAN, KEEP JACKIN' ME, KEEP JACKIN' MY COCK, HARDER, FASTER...HARDER...HARDER, FASTER! AHEAIERHHHH OEHHOAOEOIHRAHEHRHH EOAIERHHGHHEHREGGHHAHHH...AIIEIAIERHHEHAHHEHHRHHHHHHHHH!" "TITAN, STOP!" Mike ordered. "Stop! NOW!" "Intensity, 157.3...easing off now," Josh reported, the tenseness in his voice also easing slightly. "Temp falling, 123.2." "ohhhHHHHHHHH PLEASE, PLEASE, DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP, GHAOIEHROIHA GOD, THE FEELING...THE FEELING....STILL...STILL FEELIN' IT, STILL....AGOOOAHEOIHAOEIHA FUCKKKKKKKKK!" Diamond cried out as he began to feel his orgasmic pleasure ease off ever so slightly. "AHGEAEOROHAOEIHOIH FUCKKKKK...GHOAIEHROIAH GOD, OEHAOEIRHAOEIHRHHA...AOGHEAIIEIIAEIHGHHHAHH...OOAGHEOIHOIH!" "Diamond, we have to stop, we don't want to loose control," Mike tried to placate the still orgasming boy, as his cock continued to wildly spew semon all over himself any virtually anyone within two feet of him. "CUMMING...CUMMMING...STILL CUMMMING...STILL FUCKIN' FEELIN' IT, STILL PUMPIN' CUM, AHGOEAIEHROIH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FEELS GOOD, STILL FEELIN' GOOD, STILL FEELIN' IT, AGOOAIEHROIHO FUCCCKKKKK," Diamond gasped as his TPU intensity slowly crept down to 93%. "What was the orgasmic threshold?" Mike asked. "We projected 90%...hard to say for sure yet, but looks like it was more like 85...86, something like that," Josh reported. "Well, I don't know about you horny fuckers, but I'd say the test was a success," Mike judged. "Anyone disagree?" No one spoke...except Diamond, "OAOHGAOIEHROAIHOHOHOAIHG GOD, FEELIN' GOOD, STILL FEELIN' IT, AGHAOEOAHOEH MAN, GOAIEHROAIH GOD! TEST ME AGAIN! AOEOAOEIRHOAEIH FUCK, JOSH, LOVE MY NEW BALLS, GHHOAEIHAOEIHROIAHOHIH fuuuuccckkk, love YOU man, ghaoeihroh god, is it gonna be like that....like EVERY time?" "Diamond, that's going to be up to you," Mike told the boy. "You know what an uncontrolled orgasm feels like now and you know all too well what going too far feels like too. Right Josh?" "Your new and improved TPUs will take a lot...but they still have their limits," Josh explained to the beautiful young boy as the semon-drenched cloths draped over his goin were removed and Dr. Erickson examined his new testicles minutely. "You've been tested to 150% with no apparent problems. Please, I love you too, so don't allow yourself to EVER go beyond that...you can sense that limit internally. You have to know your limits." Diamond smiled broadly, nodding slightly, "OHHAHHEHHHHH FUCKKKKK....STILL FEELIN' IT...OOAOHOH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKkkkkkkkkkkk..."