Date: Sun, 20 Apr 2014 08:18:03 -0400 From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com> Subject: Jackin' Jack Cox Chapter 7 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 SEVEN "Come with me," Governor Cox urged Jack as he shifted the boy from his lap and led him through a hidden set of double doors which swished open and closed behind them. Inside was probably the most beautiful room Jack had ever seen. It was round, more than seventy or eighty feet in diameter. In the center of which was a large, shallow gleaming bowl (for lack of a better term) filled with warm, fragrant, swirling water tapering from an inch or so in depth around the edge to a depth of about two feet in the center. Overhead, turquoise and magenta lights swirled beams of heartshaped spots around the room. Along the outside walls was a broad, padded bed some eight feet in depth behind which was a curving wall of mirrors reflecting mindboggling distortions of images. "This where you sleep?" Jack murmurred softly, his voice all but stilled in awe. "Sleep?" the governor laughed softly as he led Jack by the hand into the water, settling to the gently sloping surface at a depth of ten to twelve inches. "Son, people don't sleep in a pleasure dome. They enjoy one another." "It's so...beautiful," Jack could only marvel, even as he felt Avery once more touching and fondling his cock. "We consider the act of giving and receiving sexual pleasure like creating art," the governor told Jack softly. "Take my cock. Give me pleasure. Create within me a work of art." "Your son...Arien...they going to join us?" Jack asked, a little ill at ease on his own." "If they like," Avery gently stroked Jack's cock and kissed his trembling navel. "My son and I...we come here often. He's becoming quite fond of my cum." "Your son...Lon...you son is very beautiful...very sweet...funny...cute," Jack smiled as he and the boys father made love lying along the edge in the swirling warmth of the water gliding softly over their naked bodies. "Second only to you," Avery kissed him. "Really? You like me better than your own son?" Jack asked in surprise. "I LOVE my son," Avery declared. "But he's still my son...we're sexually atuned, but there's still a...a curtain between us, things a father doesn't do with his son...a son doesn't do with his father," he tried to explain. "With YOU...there's none of that. You're like...like a toy I can enjoy without fear of breaking it...destroying it. That's different than when I make love to my son." "Do you make love to Arien here too?" Jack questioned as he and Avery stroked one another's cocks. "Of course, ever since he was...well...little," Avery acknowledged. "Much of what he knows about pleasure, I taught him. We used to orgasm here about every day." "What about his father?" Jack questioned. "And his mother?" "Arien's father and mother have been at the CoxINT Research Center on Mars since he was about four or five," Avery revealed. "They entrusted Arien to me once he left Kinderland." "Do little kids really...you know, fuck each other...have sex at this...Kinderland...when they're like four or five?" Jack asked, his mind boggled at the thought of such little boys and girls naked and hard and sexually connected. "Of course, though we don't think of it so much as sex, but pleasure play," Avery told the boy as he began stroking him a little faster, watching the look on Jack's face as it morphed into blissful pleasure. "Very young children have orgasms quite easily...and quite often too, I might add," Avery smiled down at Jack, kissing him lightly. "Feeling it?" "Yeah, you?" "You have to ask?" Avery smiled, kissing him some more, his lips straying down over Jack's neck, chest, and to his loins, just inches from his jacking fist. "You're so sweet and sexy, I love jackin' Jack Cox," he teased. "Jack Cox loves being jacked." "Gettin' you close?" Avery murmurred softly as, incredible, he began jackin' Jack Cox harder and faster. "Closer and closer," Jack responded, returning as much pleasure as he was getting. "Me too..." Avery gasped. "Let's cum..." Jack breathed, arching his naked little boy-body up out of the inches-deep, warm, sensual, swirl of the water. "I'm ready." "Cum...cum, baby boy, cum...cum...cum for me baby, shoot it...shoot your cum...AHAHHHAHEHHGHHH...AHGHEAIEORIOHOHH FUCK, MAKIN' ME CUMMMMMMM.....AHHAEIREHOAIERHHGHHAHHHHHHAHHHHHHhhhhhh!" Avery ejaculated fiercely. "Almost...ohhhhhh gawd, almost...almost there...harder, faster...allll...MOSTTTTT...AHGHAEIRHHAEHHAHHHE GOD, AHGEOAIERH FUCK, WHOGIHOOEIAHOERH SHOOTIN' MAN, HOAEIRHOAIHE GOD, SHOOTIN' MY CUMMMMM...SHOOOTIN' IT...SOOO HARD, AHIAIIEIAHEROIHOH, FUUUCCCKKKKK...!!!" Jack writhed around within Avery's embrace as the man powered him higher and higher toward the pinnacle of orgasmic ecstasy. "AGHAEAIEROAIEHROIH FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOD, MAKIN' ME CUMMMMM...FUUUCCCCKKKK...SOOOOO GOOD, SOOOOO FUCKIN' GOOD, GHAOIEHROAIHEOIAHHAH GOD, SHOOTIN' SO HARD, FEELS LIKE...LIKE, IT WILL NEVER END...AGHAIERHOAIHEOIH GOD, i JUST KEEP...KEEP SHOOTIN'...POPPIN' UP...SPURT AFTER SPURT, BLAST AFTER...GHAOIERHOAIEHRHOAERHHHHH FUUUUCCCKKKkkkkkk!!" "THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT LITTLE BOY, FEEL IT, FEEEL....AGHHAOEIROHOAIEHROH GOD, AIAIIEIOAEHOIH," Avery could hardly speak through the wildly pleasurable spurts of his man-cum exploding from his big, purplish cockhead. "DO IT, JACK, KEEP DOIN' IT KEEP SHOOTIN' IT, KEEP SHOOTIN' YOUR CUM, BOY, YEAH, MORE, MORE...AGHOEAIEHORIHO FUCK, I LOVE GIVING NAKED LITTLE BOYS LIKE YOU ORGASMS, IT SOOO BEAUTIFUL, WATCHING YOU WRITHE AND SQUIRM, HEAVING, THRUSTING, TRYING TO CUM HARDER AND HARDER, YEAH, YEAH, AOOIGHOAIHEORH FUCK...FEELING IT TOO, FEELING ALL THAT YOU'RE FEELING, ORGASMING WITH YOU, AHGOEAIOERHIO GOD, BOY, YOUR HAND ON MY COCK, GHOAIEHROIH YEAH, BABY, MILK ME, MILK MY COCK, MAKE ME CUM AND CUM AND KEEP...GHAOIEHOIAEHORIAHOEIH CUMMING SO HARD, AHGAOIEHROAHEORIHAOIEHOIH YEAHHHHHH!!!" "HOOOOOOOOOoooooooo my god, that was...explosive...felt like...still feeels like I'm all twisted up inside...ahgoiahoih fuck, the feeling...just...hangs on...aching...aghoaieorihaoeihrfucccckkkkkkk!" Jack tried to fit words to the lingering orgasmic pleasure still gripping him. "Ohhhhhh fuck...don't stop...ahghahehhahlove the feeling...strokin' me, still strokin' me..." "Can you handle a double?" Avery asked the beautiful little sexual plaything in his arms. "A double?" Jack looked up at him strangely. "I can make you cum again...It's called a double...a double orgasm," Avery explained. "I could never produce one now but...you're young...teens sometimes go for triples...don't think my arm would stand for that...gettin' old," Avery laughed, "but I think I can give you a double if you can stand it." "Do it to me," Jack smiled broadly as he gazed down at his soaring six, still had hard and throbbing as before in Avery's hand. "Do it to me....do it to me...keep doin' it to me like that." "Get those balls churnin', you're gonna need all the rest of your cum this time," Avery fondled Jack's Cox family jewels, upon which his very existence depended. "Oh yeahhhhh..." Jack gasped as his pleasure started returning. "Oh yeah...oh yeahhhhh...oh fuckin' yeahhhhhhh." "Like that?" Avery smiled down at him, dividing his attention between Jack's beautiful pleasure saturated face and what he was doing to the boy hard, pulsating cock in his hand. "You like what my hand can do to your cock? You like this feeling? Feeel good? Yeah, yeah...yeahh, kid, feel it, boy, feel it, feel how good my hand is making your cock feel. Cum on, son, cum on, I'm gonna do it to you again. I'm gonna make you cum again. Ohhhhhh gawd, your cock feels goood in my hand...perfect size...soooo hard, yeah, using your first batch of cum as lube, ahhahhah yeah, yeah, yeah, I want you to feel even better than before...oh yeahhhhh...how do you feel about insanity?" "Insanity?" Jack repeated, the word...the question...seeming so out of context. "We call it sexual insanity, when the pleasure you're feeling rises to such a level it totally envelops you so you can't think, can't move, can't speak, only feel...feel your cum bustin' loose, feel the most intense sexual pleasure feelings you can imagine," Avery explained as, indeed, Jack felt himself being drawn closer and closer to that state. "Yesssss...yesssssss....aoaoeihaoerhoih fuck yesssssss...drivin' me insane," Jack reported as he felt his entire, naked little boy-body drawing up like a spring ready to explode like a bomb at the touch of just the right "button" deep within him. "Orgasm me, orgasm me, do it to me, jack me, jack me off, jack me so fuckin' OFFFFFFFF...oahoeiahoeihr gawd, the feeling keeps getting stronger and stronger...stronger and stronger. Just when I think it can't possible feel any better...IT DOES...ghaoeihoih...fuck...feelin' it, feeling' it, gettin' me there, man, jack me, jack me harder, jack me faster, harder, faster...ohahehooiahoer fuck...oighoiaehr fuck it's...it's happeining...it's...IT'S...AHHEIAOERHHHHHHG... GHHAEORIHAOEIRAOIEIORIOHOH FUCK.....HAOIEAOEIIAIEIRHOEIHOGHEHAOEROH...HOAEIHRHAIEIIERIHHGHHAHHEHHRHH...GHAOOERIHOGHOI...!!" Jack wailed again and again, as indeed, just as Avery had promised, his mind went blank, totally consumed with the effort to cope with the mounting pleasure surging within him, deep within him...squeezing him, taking complete control, first of his thin, gyrating loins, then more and more his entire, naked little boy-body, then his mind...his brain...he was going insane with pleasure, aching, baking, raking him inside, HHEOOAOEOIRHOAEIHROIHOIHO...GOAIHEROIHOIAIEIIAIEIRHGHHH....OAEIHRHOEIHOGIH OWOAIEHROIAHGOHAHEHHH!!!!" He could no longer form words. He saw blinding flashes of light. He closed his eyes, arching his slender little boy-body up out of the water, supported by his shoulders and his heels, driving his cock into the blur that was Avery's jacking fist. "HOAOOEOIHAOEIHR FUCK, JACK, YEAH, YEAH, GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE ME YOUR CUM, SHOOT IT, BOY, KEEP SHOOTIN' IT, HGOAAIEHRO GOD, YEAH, HOW CAN ONE LITTLE BOY AND TWO LITTLE BALLS PRODUCE SO MUCH...GHAOOEIHROAHI YEAH...INCREDIBLE...FEEL IT, FEEEEEEEL IT, KEEP FEEEEEEEELLLLINNNNNNGGGGGG ITTTT!" With one mighty, final, shattering blast, Jack completely emptied his balls, collapsing back down into the shallow wash of swirling warm water surging over him, swishing away his cum, heightening his pleasure, deepening the insanity of ecstasy that had captured his disbelieving mind. "EASY...EASY, SON...RELAX...IT'LL PASS...THAT'S IT, BREATHE. BREATHE DEEP...SAVOR THE FEELING...FEEL THE FEELINGS I'VE GIVEN YOU. Oh yeahhhhh...soooo sweet, the look on your face," Avery kissed him again and again, "So depraved, yet so incredibly beautiful as you...lost your mind to the feelings." "Ohhhahhahh god, that was...scarey," Jack once more regained his speech. "Scarey?" Avery laughed. "No one ever called a double 'scarey' before." "I've...I've never felt like that, never lost contol like that," Jack struggled to explain. "Insanity," Avery smiled down at the naked little boy in his arms. "Usually it's only temporary." "Usually?" Jack eyed the man still holding his deflating cock in his hand. "We don't talk about that," Avery insisted. "You give you son doubles?" Jack questioned. "No," Avery replied softly, shaking his head. "Someday, maybe...he's too young to shoot...a dry orgasm is damned near insanity in any case...too intense. He'd never be able to stand it." "That the...'usually' part?" Jack questioned. "Let's just say, we don't recommend such things for boys under twelve," Avery imparted. "Aren't you lucky to be twelve." "I'll let you know if and when I recover," Jack joked. "Do you give Ien doubles?" Once more Avery shook his head. "He's old enough, of course but...we're...I probably should tell you this but...promise ou won't tell any of this to Arien?" "I promise," Jack replied, staring up wide-eyed into the governor's face. "We think such...stress...on a young boy's mind, even though he's older...is something we don't want to risk," Avery told him. "Risk?" Jack questioned. "You risked it with me." "Yes...well...heat of the moment, I guess, maybe I shouldn't have," Avery admitted. "You see, Jack, we're grooming Arien. One day, when I'm old and decrepid and senile as hell, we're...the Cox family...we're planning...preparing Arien to replace me as governor." "Really?" Jack replied, his eyes growing wider (if that were possible). "Cool, he'd be a good governor. But, doesn't he have to get elected or something?" "Technically, yes, but in actuality, whoever is head of CoxINT tends to win any election so..." Avery explained. "He doesn't know any of this yet...there's a LOT he doesn't know, but...we don't want to risk...anything that might impair his thinking, I guess you'd say." "Is Arien one of my descendants too?" Jack questioned naively. "Of course. Prettty much ALL of us are." Avery told him. "You see this?" The governor wiped a small glob of Jack's wayward cum from his forehead. "This is the magic elixir upon which all of our existence...the Cox family, I mean...your sperm...just one tiny, little sperm...our total existence depends upon your planting that single, tiny little sperm inside a certain beautiful young girl in your century, and the birth of your son...our Cox forebear..." "How come you're so worried about ME? What about HIM? What if he doesn't fuck the right girl and all that?" Jack asked logically, and a bit defensively. "Jack...I...can't explain that part...can't tell you that," Avery reacted. "We know for certain that your son, Jason Cox will do his duty, as will almost five-hundred years of your...and his...descendants." "Why can't you tell me?" Jack reacted in dismay. "Too risky...Jack, please don't ask any more questions I can't answer," Avery pleaded. "Say, do you realize your friend, Arien, is quite wealthy?" He changed the subject. "I ask him; he said he'd invented something or other, but it didn't make him rich," Jack recalled. "Something about CoxInt owning all the patents." "That's true," Avery nodded. "But what he didn't tell you...well...what he doesn't know, I guess...promise me you won't tell him, okay?" "Okay," Jack smiled up at him. "Well...you see, the Chrono...the inventions he mentioned...they're going to make CoxINT a lot of money," Avery explained. "Already Arien has a trust fund...please don't tell him this...worth almost a million credits." "How much is that in dollars?" Jack questioned. "Dollars?" Avery looked at him blankly. "You mean 1961 dollars? WOW! I don't know...wait a second..." the governor seemed to be pondering. "That can't be right." "What can't be right?" "Oh...uhhh...I was just...computing..." the governor told him. The expression on his face became on of dismay, but acceptance. "Apparently it's about one point two BILLION dollars in your money. Are you sure that's right?" "WOOOOEEEEE, he's richer'n Howard Hughes! Who you talking to?" Jack laughed. "Who's Howard Hughes?" Avery looked at him blankly, avoiding the question. "Hughes Aircraft? Hughes Tools? TWA?" Jack listed the man's assets, hoping to ring a bell. "Sorry, don't recall hearing of him." Avery admitted. "Who were you talking to a second ago," Jack returned to his original querry. "Huh? Oh...no one, just..." Avery tried to cover for his internal computer interface." "Bullshit." Jack replied flatly. "I may not be as smart or as rich as Arien, but I know when someone is bullshittin' me." "You? Jack, would I bullshit you?" Avery tried to joke his way out of his dilemma. "Yes," Jack laughed. "Another secret I'm not allowed to know?" "Mmmmm...probably..." Avery pondered how much to tell the boy. "Okay...very well...I...well...everyone, almost, has a tiny computer chip planted deep inside our brains..." "What's a computer chip?" Jack looked at him strangely. "Like a poker chip?" Avery smiled induligently. "Well...something like...except it's much smaller. He picked up jack's hand, holding it by his little finger. See your fingernail. It's about that size." "What's it do?" Jack asked innocently. "It allows us to remotely access a computer when we need data," Avery explained. "Like when you asked me about the exchange rate of 1961 dollars to 2475 credits. Of course, I don't carry around trivia like that off the top of my head so I querried the econ history database at Pepperdine for the inflation rate from 1961 to 21...err..something or other, when the world switched from dollars and pounds and euros and all that to a single international monetary system we call credits. Then the computer calculated the value fluctuations of the credit in the years since the switch and...you sure that's not one point two MILLION?" Avery asked the database once again. "Incredible..." Jack's mind struggled to comprehend all Avery had told him. "Damn!" Avery reacted. "The kid's worth more than I am. And that's not the half of it. Once the royalties start rolling in...who's this Howard Hughes the kid has been talking about?" Avery questioned the database aloud. "I don't know...just a pretty rich guy...maybe the richest guy in Amrerican," Jack tried to recall not realizing Avery wasn't talking to him, but the database. "In 1961, I mean." "Mmmmm...well, seems you were pretty close," Avery shrugged. "It would appear your friend Mr. Hughes was slightly richer, though. "My FRIEND?" Jack laughed. "Yeah, sure...in your...in MY dreams."