Date: Sun, 15 Feb 2015 20:05:44 -0500 From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com> Subject: Jackin' Jack Cox Chapter 27 This story does NOT directly continue the saga which began with "The Working Boys,"continued with "Ecstasy Island," followed by "Ecstasy Renewed," "EcstasyInc," "The Pharm Boys," and "Erotic Isle: the Endless Orgasm." However, like my other stories, it 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" and "Erotic Isle: the Endless Orgasm." (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. Though there is some mention of some of the characters from the earlier stories all the people in this story are new characters. 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 characters 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: All drugs mentioned are fictitious. If you like what you read, let me know at crackerjacker18@hotmail.com. JACKIN' JACK COX CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN "Is all this really necessary?" Jack asked as Doc began strapping down Jack's wrists and ankles to the examining table. "I mean, I'm perfectly willing for Tim to do to me what I just did to him." "Necessary? Maybe not, but it makes things a lot easier when it comes to harvesting your sperm and measuring your orgasmic responses," Doc told his beautiful, young adolescent donor. "You saw how Tim thrashed around when his orgasm peaked. From what I've seen of you, I think you'll be no less docile. Damn, kid, your cock looks like it gets bigger every time you cum." "Let's hope not, he'll soon need to haul it around in a shopping cart if it does," Tim teased him. "My jaw is starting to ache already." "You don't have to SUCK it you know?" Doc reminded him. "A nice, strong handjob will do just as well." "Hey, if you had a cock like this in front of...who am I kidding, you HAVE had a cock like this, and I'm sure you sucked him dry, right Jack?" "Hell, I can't remember, I've shot so much cum since I got here, how am I supposed to remember how and when and who sucked me?" Jack complained. "Just get on with it, before I have a spontaneous ejaculation just thinking about it." "Gee, wouldn't that be fun," Tim laughed as he gripped Jack's six-inch stalk of boyflesh and began stroking it. "Anytime ya want to cum, just think about it and...SPLUSH...cum city!" "You forgot all the moaning and groaning and 'ohhhhhhhh fucks' along the way," Jack reminded him as he lay back and let Tim's talented fingers work their magic on his cock. "Make him squeal," Doc winked at Tim as the older teen began to pick up the pace a bit. "I need about two more ounces to do my experiment this afternoon." "Hey, we could do YOU next," Jack suggested as he felt the sexual pleasure start to grip his slender loins. "Yeah, that'd be fun," Tim smiled eyeing the head of Doc's cock poking between the folds of his lab coat. "Fun, perhaps, but useless," Doc told them. "Has to be adolescent boy-cum, loaded with highly active, healthy sperm, not tired old fishies like mine." "What kind of experiment ya doin', Doc," Jack inquired as he felt his loins tingling now with sexual ecitement. Tim knew his way around a cock. "Wanna suck it now?" Jack asked the older boy. Without a word Tim bent over and went down on him...completly...every centimeter, every inch, and held him there, excercising amazing gag control over Jack's sizable cock. "I'm working on a formula to allow greater intensity, longevity, and frequency of orgasmic pleasure," Doc told the two boys for the first time. Your sperm is the main ingredient, though eventually I'd have to figure out how to synthesize the active component." "What active component, sperm?" Jack grimaced as his sexual pleasure grew more intense. "That's just the problem, the pill works pretty well, at least in it's early, rather primitive formulation, but I haven't been able to identify what in is in teen semon that makes a difference. It may not even be the sperm at all, perhaps some other element in your semon." "You mean to say you've actually MADE a pill...you know...that make ya come more and cum harder and..." Tim began. "More intensely...yes," Doc finished his words. "I've made several formulations in different strengths to test it." "What you been using, the cat as a guinea pig?" Jack laughed. "Ohhhhhh fuck, god you're gettin me there," Jack gasped as he felt his first real, hard, intense spasm of sexual pleasure. "The what? The cat!" Doc laughed hardily. "No, haven't you noticed. I've secretly given you, Tim, and Des various strengths in...I call it Duranol." "WHAT?!" both Jack and Tim reacted. "Didn't you notice, Tim?" Doc continued. "That was no ordinary, every-day orgasm, was it?" "Welll...it...I guess it was pretty intense," Tim admitted. "It's a blind test," Doc told them. "I don't know which of you got the strongest dose." "I think it must have been me, I'd hate to think of anyone having a stronger, wilder, more...more intense orgasm that I just did," Tim noted. "Well, we shall see," Doc told the two naked boys. "Jack, yours will either be stronger or weaker than Tim's, depending upon whether you got Duranol ONE, TWO, or THREE. Three is the strongest." "oOhhhhpiiioooohhhhahh fuck, Tim, you're killin' me, feels so good," Jack moaned as he consciously tried to judge the growing intensity of his orgasmic build-up as compared to those he'd felt in the past." "A little harder, faster, see what happens," Doc urged Tim, his excitement and anticipation growing. "Uhhhh...Doc...have you thought...I mean....what if...what if 'fuckstick' out there get the number three dose?" "Des? He can handle it...well, I hope, anyway," Doc betrayed his uncertainty. "Riiiiigghhhhhhttt," Jack smiled to himself, picturing Des, hard and throbbing, driving his horny little boy-cock into his sister's squirming hot cunt just as he'd observed a few minutes before. "Doc, he's only ten...weighs maybe seventy-five, eighty pounds, wringin' wet..." "He's a pre-pube, I need to know the effect on a child too young to shoot cum," Doc reasoned. "Riiiiiiigghhhhhhht," Jack repeated, thinking to himself, man, you're gonna find out soon enough. "What about Susan, Doc, you inventin' a horny pill for her too?" Tim asked as he jacked Jack harder and faster by the minute. "SUSAN?" Both Doc and Jack laughed in spite of the seriousness of what they were doing. Jack almost had a premature orgasm. "Susan needs a horny pill like a bee needs honey," Doc finally managed to pull himself together. Jack blinked in amazement. One thing certain, Doc seemed to know his cute little horny daughter pretty well. "you notice the square shaped doorknobs all over the house," Doc noted. I had to come up with something different, Susan was starting to fuck the regular ones. "Speaking of FUCK!" Jack cried out. "OoOOOhhhhhh fuuuuccckkkkk, feels like I could fuck'em too." "Gettin' to ya, kid? huh? Feelin' pretty orgasmic?" "Ohhhhahhhahhhhh fuck yeah. Incredible," Jack smiled up at the slighly older boy who was making him to feel so much pleasure. "OIhahhahhahhh fuck, fuck, fuck, keep doin' that like that, feels really, really gooooooodddd." "You ready to take on the homes stretch?" Doc asked as he anxiously eyed Tim's now almost frantic efforts. "Ohhhhh god, I hope so, my arm is killin' me!" Tim gasped as he held Jack's cock tightly, stroking it for all he was worth. "I'm gonna do it!" Jack warned, writhing in anguished pleasure against the bonds holding him in place. "Get your beaker, Doc, here it...it...HHAHHHHHHHHFHHAHHGHAHH FUCCCCKKKKK CUMMMMMMS...CUMMMMMMMS....OAHHHAHHA SHIT, TIM AHHH FUCK THAT FEELS GOOD, FEELS...FEELS...AHGHAOEIRHOAEIHRHOIH FUCK, GOOD, GOOD, GOOD, AGHOEAIHEORIHO FUCK, CUMMIN' AND CUMMIN' AND, AHGOEAOAIEHROIEAHOAHHHHHHHHHhhHHHHHHHH...!" Jack cried out as his orgasm shot through him and his cock began to spurt cum wildly, challenging Doc to catch it all. "Ohhahhahhhh fucccckkkk that...ahhahhah fuck, that was good, ahgheoaihoh fuck, man, thanks, Tim, you really did it to me, really..." Jack sighed. "Damn," Doc swore, checking the fluid in his beaker then the dials of his readout. "What?" Jack reacted. "That was a number one," Doc noted. "Whadya mean a..." Jack stopped, realizing fully why Doc was so concerned. "DES!?" "At least a number two, and I'm thinking more like the number three," Doc guessed. "Tim, undo Jack's restraints, then put this in the fridge, I have a very horny young son to go check on." "Hurry," Jack told Tim as the older boy helped him struggle out of his restraints. "Hey, Doc, wait for us!" Jack called after him. "Where ya goin'?" Tim asked as he placed the sperm beaker in the fridge. "I wouldn't miss this for all the sperm in China," Jack insisted as he hurried out the door and down the step in pursuit of the mad scientist. "Hey, hang on, wait for me," Tim called after Jack as he too beat it from the lab, just a few steps behind the boy he's just orgasmed a few minutes before. When Jack reached the patio in the courtyard Doc was nowhere to be seen, but on a hunch, Jack raced off toward Susan's suite of rooms in the cantilevered wing which jutted out, overhanging the cliffs. If Des was high on Duranol, Jack was pretty sure he'd have his horny little boycock deep in his sisters cunt. "HEY, YOU TWO...STOPPP!" Jack heard Doc cry long before he made it to Susan's bedroom. What Jack saw when he got there didn't surprise him. It was almost exactly what he'd seen from the lab a half-hour or so before. "YOU TWO HORNY LITTLE FUCKS...STOP...DES, SUSAN," Doc cried as he grabbed his naked young son around the pelvis and jerked him away, disengaging the boy from his sisters's gaping cunt. "Hooooooo my gawwwdddddd!" Doc reacted as he cast down his son onto the carpeted floor. SUSAN WAS BLEEDING...profusely, her vagina bathed in blood, the sheets soaked. "It's...it's okay, dad, Des is too young to come and I'm...I'm...hooooooo fuuuucccckkkk...! HOOOOO FUCCCKKKKK!" Susan cried in horror. "Susan...calm down. Don't panic. Jack get some towels. Tim, there's a pan in there under the sink, fill it with warm water," Doc ordered the two older boys. "What's...what's happening," Des asked dumbfounded, looking first at Susan, then down at his blood red cock. "YOU...go shower...NOW!" Doc shouted over his shoulder at his son as Jack handed him some towels to absorb the blood. They slipped one between her thighs, covering her vagina, another they tied around her tiny waist to secure the first one in place. "Susan...it's okay, you've...you've started menstrating...you're having your first period. We'll help you get to the shower so you can clean up...I'll see if I can find some pads...tampons...damn, I hadn't counted on something like this." Doc berated his unpreparedness. "Tim, run up to the lab, find anything papery and absorbant." "Like a Kotex pad?" Tim questioned. "Yes...yes, anything...anything even RESEMBLING a Kotex," Doc ordered as Tim raced off and Jack gently helped Susan from the bed. "Am I pregnant now?" Susan asked, near tears as Jack and her father helped her to the bathroom, watching carefully for any sign of bleeding beyond what the towels could handle. "Ohhhh, god, no, I...I doubt it...fuccckkk, that's all we'd need," Doc groaned as he adjusted the shower spray while Jack helped Susan remove the temporary toweling. There was surprisingly little blood on the one which had been between her legs. "Dad...I can do this...I've showered before, I think I can...thanks Jack," Susan smiled as she struggled to regain her dignity and control of her own naked, now thoroughly female body. "She going to be alright?" Des asked as he returned, having showered and wrapped himself in a light blue terry robe. "She'll be...Des...my god, son, what were you...THINKING?!" Doc's voice grew tense, just short of anger. "She's your fuckin' SISTER, forgodsakes." "I didn't fuck her, she fucked me," Des explained with total, even laughable illogic. "Oh, forgodsakes, Destry Patrick Mathison, it was your COCK in her cunt...your cock..." Doc began as Jack gently rested a hand on the man's shoulder. "Easy, remember who he was fucking," Jack told him. "Not exactly Goldilocks or Little Miss Muffet." "More like Miss Piggy," Des tried not to laugh at his own comparison. "Des...I...I know you're just..." Doc tried to begin again, a bit more sympathetic this time to his son's plight. "Doc...the pill?" Jack reminded the boy's father. Doc looked up at Jack, a pained look on his face. "Des...please...tell me...I'm not going to punish you or anything, but...please tell me the truth," Doc pleaded, pausing unable to decide how to phrase his query. "How many timed did...no...how long did you two...were you two...? "Fucking?" Des came to his rescue. "Well?" Doc waited for an answer to his unasked question. Des shrugged. "I...I don't know," he replied honestly. "You...whadaya mean you don't KNOW?" Doc once more grew angry. "I...I don't know," Des sobbed. "I...lots." "LOTS?" Doc once more raised his voice. "Is that the best you can..." "Easy Doc...you've got the kid half scared out of his fuckin' WITS!" Jack sought to restrain the irate father. "FOUR," Des blurted. "Four?" Doc repeated in dismay. "Or five," Des guessed again. "You had FIVE orgasms?" Doc reacted. "Doc, hadn't you better be more conserned about how many...Susan...how many SHE had?" Jack suggested. He's pre-pube, relatively harmless. "Susan...well, she's hardly going to be...harmless anymore." "I think she musta cummed about six times," Des suggested. "She was like...like...one orgasm after another after another after another after..." "We get the idea," Doc told his son, shaking his head. "You sure?" "Doc...tell me, what the fuck difference does it make how many times EITHER of them..." Jack reasoned "It matters!" Doc cut him off, without explaining. "Why don't you ask her?" Jack suggested as a rather damp young damsel joined them, a clean towel tied over her tiny loins. "Susan...you okay...not light-headed? You need to lie down?" Doc worried. "Dad...it's only my period, not a gunshot wound," Susan laughed. "Happens every day...not to me, of course, but... women get their periods every day...not while fucking their brothers, but..." "Susan...how long have you two been having sex?" Doc enquired. "Today was the first time," Susan told her father. "It's not his fault, I...I sort of seduced him." "It wasn't just her," Des changed his tone, sympathizing now with his sister's plight. "Your brother says you had...SIX orgasms?" Doc asked, betraying his disbelief. "I think it was...one...two...three...I think it was about eight," Susan struggled to recall. "Eight," Doc shook his head, this time being careful to not cry out his disbelief. Somehow he trusted his daughter's higher count further than his son's guesses. "We won't do it again," Susan promised solemnly. "I found these," Tim suddenly burst in, holding forth a bag of clean rags and a long cord. "She could make like...like a kind of loin cloth, you know, between her..." "Yes, Tim, we all know how a loin cloth works," Doc stopped him. "Thanks. Susan, can you...?" "Yes, dad, I know how a loin cloth works too," Susan insisted. "Thanks," she leaned forward and kissed Tim, then Jack. "You guys have been great." "And put on some clothes, a robe at least...there are...gentlemen...present," Doc joked. "Right, NAKED gentlemen, but...gentlemen all the same," Susan smirked as she headed back toward her bathroom. "Want me to run down to the drugstore and get her some Kotex?" Jack offered. Doc started laughing. "Yes, Jack, why don't you do that, I'm sure old man Frankel down there needs a good laugh." "I think they deliver," Tim suggested. "You could call." "Jack, get the number from my desk, you can..." Doc began. "I think YOU better call, your voice is a little deeper than mine," Jack smiled. Doc looked at him in silence for a moment, impressed by the boy's intelligent forethought. "Right." "Maybe we should get dressed too," Tim suggested, now conscious of his own nakedness for the first time. "Yeah, you do that," Doc agreed. "I'll see if our friend Mr. Frankel has any...chastity belts for teenaged boys, too when I call." "Don't worry we won't fuck her," Jack insisted. "You don't fuck girls while they're on the rag." "Glad to hear that," Doc forced a smile. "Oh...uh...Des, before we lock you away for the rest of your life, I need to know, how were your orgasms this afternoon...you know...with Susan?" "You mean...was she a good fuck...damn right she..." Des began. "NO...no, no, that's NOT what I meant at all," Doc interupted him. "I mean YOU...what you felt..." "Felt good," Des quickly confirmed. "How good?" Doc pressed him. Des once more shrugged his slender ten-year-old shoulders. "Real good?" "Better than usual?" Doc persisted. Des rolled his eyes at the strange inquisition. "Yeah...I guess...yeah...felt good...better than usual." "You sure about your...cum count?" Doc questioned his son again. "Maybe six?" Des replied softly, eyeing his father innocently. "Sounds like a number three to me," Tim gave his verdict. "That's five more than I had." "Doc, they were...I saw them from the lab...they started in the spa...probably fucked for...for at least an hour," Jack reported. "You SAW them? And you didn't DO anything, didn't tell me, didn't..." "WHAT?! AND RUIN YOUR PRECIOUS FUCKIN' EXPERIMENT?!" Jack cried out more for effect than anger. Doc was silent, Jack's outburst having caught him off-guard. "Doc, he's only ten years old," Jack continued, his voice returning to normal. "Six orgasms in one hour...especially..." "That's enough," Doc told Jack sharply before he could continue. "No ejaculation...that's not so hard to believe," Jack continued without revealing to Des that he'd been artificially hyper-sexualized without his knowing it.