Date: Sun, 24 Mar 2013 23:26:25 -0400
From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Pharm Boys Chapter 12

In trying to avoid the most common plot scenarios featured on Nifty, this
story continues the saga which began with "Ecstasy Island,"continued with
"The Working Boys," followed by "Ecstasy Renewed" and "EcstasyInc." "The
Pharm Boys," like the previous segment, is unorthodox but quite seductive,
as are the figures depicted. Like "Ecstasy Island" and "The Working Boys,"
"Ecstasy Renewed" (all found under Bisexual Adult/Youth), and "EcstasyInc"
(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 minor
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 two to three 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.


THE PHARM BOYS

CHAPTER 12


"Your little son is so cute I could eat him alive," Hanson told the boy's
father as the two of them bounced down together on the beach bed, a canvas
and metal pipe contraption with wheels on one end which could be readily
moved to virtually any location (except up steps) where a comfortable place
to have orgasms was needed.

"His old man is pretty cute too," Earl joked as the two men melted into one
another's arms, kissing ferociously, their cocks so hard, pressed between
them, they threatened to erupt at any second. "He gets his looks from me,
his old lady was an ugly slut...fucked her once...presto, instant
offspring. Terry and I were double dating. He got his bitch pregnant the
year before. Right then and there I decided to give up girls. Haven't
fucked one since."

"I could have gone all day without knowing that...oahahhhahehhahh
fuccccckkkkkkk..." Hanson groaned as they two men's cocks meshed side by
side and they began gyrating, the friction along driving them dangerously
close to orgasm. "Ohhhhh, god, your cock, your cock, feelin' your
cock...your cock, rubbin' again my cock, oaoghhehaheh god, feels good,
feels...ammammammmm ahghhahermaegnnnan..." Hanson tried to talk and kiss at
the same time, failing at both.

"Kenny's a lot like me...the most highly sexual kid I even knew...even more
so than Tony," Earl murmurred as the two of them drove their cocks hard and
fast against one another, heaving and thrusting their powerful, muscular
bodies in a cacophony of sexual sounds and pleasure. "Hurry, faster, make
us cum, oohahhhah fuck, Hanson, man, you're one hot stud, man, ohhh fuck,
I'd almost forgotten how hot you are," Earl gasped as they gradually
increased the pace, fucking their cocks harder and harder.

"You two fuck often?" Hanson asked breathlessly, feeling his orgasm growing
more insistant by the minute.

"Well...not any more...not since YOU grabbed him," Earl grunted out his
sexual feelings, "Uhhhnnnnaghh...unnnnghh...unngh...  aooeohaehhrh fuck,
you fuck hard, ooghhaehheh god, feeling it...aghehoaerhhh fuck, feeling it,
feeling it, feeling..."

"Come over any time, we'll have an orgy...all six of us," Hanson invited,
"take a whole weekend...pop some Durlon, have a 48-hour fuckfest, then call
in fucked out Monday morning. Hoooooooo shit, I'm gonna cummmmm..."

"Dooo it, do it, I'm...I'm
gonna...AHHAHEIRHAHEHRHHGHHEHIAEIOOOH...CUMMMMM....OHGHAHEHRHHHG GOD, YOUR
COCK, I CAN FEEL IT, OGHAHHERHOOAEHOAH FUCK WE'RE GONNA BE GLUED
TOGETHER...AGHEAOEIRHOAIEH FUCK, WOHGHAOERIHOIH GOD, SHOOTIN'...SHOOTIN'
IT, GHAOEIHAOIEHFUCK,
FUCCCCCKKKKKK...FFFFUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK...AGHOEAIEORIHO GOD, FEELS
GOOD, OHHAHA...OOAHEHHAHH...  OAOHEHAHEHRHHHH MYYYYYYY GODDDDDDDDD..." Earl
cried as he realized their cum-coating was not totally their own.

"oaoghaoiehroOOHHAHEHHHHH GOD, LOOKS...LOOKS LIKE WE'RE THE FUCKIN'
ENTERTAINMENT TONIGHT...GHAOIEIHOAO GOD, EARL, SHOOTIN' CUM LIKE A
SONUVABITCH, MAN, OAGHOAIEHORIH GOD, OAHHEHRHEH FUCCCCK...YEAH, YEAH, DO
IT, KIDS, SHOOT YOUR CUM TOO, SHOOT IT ALL OVER US, JUST POUND THEM
FUCKERS, GIVE US YOUR CUM, AHGHAOIERHOIH YEAH, YEAH, YEAHHHHHHH!!" Hanson
cried out as he looked about, watching more than a dozen of the older
Tinkertoy Academy boys wildly spurting their boy-cum all over them as they
stood around on all sides of the beach bed desperately jacking their hard
young cocks.

"CUM! CUMMMMMM!! CUMMMMMMM!! CUMMMMMMMMM!!! SHOOT YOUR CUMMMMMMMM!! FUCK!!
FUCKKKKK!!!! FUCK EACH OTHER!!! DO IT TO EACH OTHER, FUCCCCKK!!! FUCKKKKK!!
FUCCCCKKKKKKK!!! OHHHAHEHRHHHH...SHOOOTIN' CUMMIN' AHGHHAHEHH FUCK, CUM,
CUM, CUMMMM!!" The boys gathered around cried in raucus disunity as they
each launched their rocketing boy-cum, arching it high and wide all over
the two naked men on their canvas bed.

"Looks like those two are the hit of the party," Mike observed as he and
Terry watched the orgiastic orgasm party just a few feet away there on the
beach. "Love them beach beds...sand and cum don't mix."

"I know the feeling," Terry sighed, munching a hotdog with some kind of
Caribbean relish while chugging a Bud. "God, once Earl goes without for a
day or two, he can really pop a load."

"A day or two?  Don't you two..." Mike asked in surprise.

"Not as often as you might think...several times a week...we're getting old
and jaded," Terry joked. "Since the boys moved over to your place, the
sexual tension atop the tower has lessened considerably."

"Come over to our place, it's pretty...tense...over there, let me tell ya,"
Mike smiled, his arm around the muscular naked shoulder of his newfound
sexual interest. "Hurry up and finish your hotdog, they're about done.
We're on in about two minutes if I know Hanson. Don't want to disappoint
the audience."

Terry chugged the rest of his beer, gulping it down. "Sixty-nine okay with
you?"

"I like one-thirty-eight better," Mike told him.

"One-thirty-eight?" Terry looked up at him with a slightly drunken
gaze. "What the hell's that?"

"Two sixty-nines," Mike winked as he urged his fuck-mate-to-be forward to
replace Earl and Hanson in the beach bed.

"I'll try," Terry promised as they practically ejected Earl and Hanson from
the canvas, very nearly dumping them unceremoniously into the sand.

"MORE! MORE! MORE! MORRRREEEEE!" the naked young crowd of boys cried as
Terry and Mike offered them an encore. "FUCK EACH OTHER, FUCK EACH OTHER,
FUCK EACH OTHER!!!"

"Can't no lube!" Mike cried to the crowd as he and Terry went cock to
mouth, sucking down on one another's soaring seven or eight inches with all
the gusto they could muster. "Let's give'em a good show," Mike murmurred to
Terry as the added sound effects to their sexual repertoire.

Terry felt something hit his back. It was a tube of lube someone had thrown
in. "KY fallin' outta the sky," he joked to Mike. "Go ahead, get greased
up, they won't be satisfied unless...ohhhh fuck, you got big fingers,"
Terry gasped as he felt Mike inserting just one to lube his sphincter.

"Maybe I better use two or three to loosen you up," Mike suggested as he
did, in fact, insert a second didget into Terry's anal passage. "You sure
you're up for this?"

"No, but go ahead anyway," Terry urged, "I've never met a cock yet I
couldn't subdue," he claimed proudly.

"How ya want it?" Mike asked as the crowd of boys waited breathlessly to
watch the two men fuck.

"On my back, face to face," Terry decided as he gripped his thighs, pulling
them up, allowing Mike access to his assets.

"Tell me if I go too...mmmmmmmm....in...." Mike said softly as he bore
down.

"Unnnggghhhhh..." Terry grunted as he accepted Mike's initial thrust.

"You okay?" Mike asked anxiously.

"You must have grown a couple more inches," Terry claimed as he felt Mike
slip slowly, deeper and deeper into him.

"Happens every time I fuck a hunk," Mike told the man. "Tell me if it's too
much."

"No...more...give me more...uhhhhhhhh...only slowly, fuck, I ain't no
fleshlight forgodsake," Terry grunted in painful pleasure. It hurt, but it
was a pleasurable hurt, alternating between the two every few moments.

"DEEPER! DEEPER! DEEEEEEPER!!!" the boys in the crowd were now crying
breathlessly as they watched the slow-moving penetration go on.

"All the way," Mike murmurred to Terry as he watched the man's dark,
handsome face reflect every inch of his cock as he moved inward. "I'm in
all the way...ohahhhahh fuck, nice...nice...nice and tight...how you stay
so tight, your brother ain't exactly Tiny Tim?"

"He's a cocksucker...I guess we both are...we...uanngnanghhahhh...fuccckkk,
doc, take it easy with that thing, you'll poke a bowel out," Terry
complained as Mike began a slow, in and out rythmn. "We don't fuck
much...oahgheahehhrhhh...fucccckk...  not often enough, I
guess...aogeahehhrhh man...Tony like to fuck but...even at that, it's been
a while."

"You're so hot...so sexy...so...so fuckin' beautiful when you're gettin'
fucked," Mike told the man as he gazed down at him hungrily.

"You're rather blazing yourself, doc," Terry moaned as his pain ebbed to be
replaced with the prostatic pleasure he knew and loved all too
well. "Ohhahhhah fuck doc, yeah...yeah...move that fucker...I'm ready...I
need it...I ain't been fucked like this in...ohhahhh god, I can't
remember...several days at least."

"UMMMmmmph," Mike grunted as he fucked down into the man on his
cock. "Ummmmmph...ummmmmmph...ummmmmph...umph, umph, umph,
umph,umph,umphumphumphumphumph...uanenghhahhhah..." Mike grunted as his
thrusts becam harder and faster, his pleasure growing within his groin at
an alarming rate.

"FUCK'IM! FUCK'IM! FUCK'IM! FUCK'IM!!!" The crowd of boys gathered around
had grown, even Tink and Toy were cheering them on along side the boys.

"You ever see anything like this?" Tink asked his wife as he hugged her,
barely controling the urge to pull her down in the sand and fuck the fuck
outta her.

"Quite the showmen," Toy agreed, her hand probing her cunt, giving herself
sexual pleasure.

"They're makin US look like rank amateurs," Hanson told Earl as the two of
them manhandled grilled hamburgers and potato chips.

"Terry hates being fucked but...god...looks like he's enjoying himself,"
Earl noted critically.

"Mike's a doctor, he knows his anatomy...knows what to do and where to do
it, if you know what I mean," Hanson observed.

"Suppose he'd fuck ME, when he gets done?" Earl asked softly, watching Mike
and his brother begin fucking faster and faster.

"I'll put in a good word for you," Hanson smiled. "He owes me a favor or
two...one named Kenny, the other Tony."

"OHHHhhhhmyyyyyygodddddd, doc, you're fuckin' gooood, oghaiehroihoih fuck,
your cock, ohghaoeirhoihgod, drivin' me fuckin' crazy, ohahhghahhe yeah,
fuck me, man, fuck me, fuck me, fuckme,
fuckme,fuckme,fuckme,fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme...aoghehh fuck, yeah,yeah,
aogoiehaoeihroaiherihaehyeah, feels good, feeels sooooo fuckin'
goooooooddd..." Terry moaned as he felt every inch of Mike's massive
monster pleasuring his prostate.

"Ohhhhh man, nice...nice, tight fuckin' asssss...ooahhahhah yeah, you
reallly know how to take a cock, man, oahah fuck yeah, yeah, like fuckin' a
furnace, man, sooo fuckin' hot, so fuckin' tight, aogheahhe god, givin' me
the feeling, ghaoihohfuck, big time, man, ohhhahhah god, feelin' it
buildin' up inside, ohhahhah god, cum with me, I'm close," Mike grunted as
his orgasmic pleasure teetered on the edge, "let's do it, I'm close,
oahghehahe god, close...cum with me, man, cum with me..."

"Gonna do it...gonnna do it to me...got me close....faster,
harder...ahahhahh fuck...oghahehrhh fuck, sooo close, sooo...
sooooo....AIAIHAEHHRHHHAHHERHHGHHAHGHHH...OAOEORHHEHAHEHRHHH...CUMMMING,
DOC, GHHAOEIRHOAIEH FUCK, MAKIN' ME CUMMMMMM...  SHOOTIN IT SOOO HARD,
OGHAOEIHRHAHHEHR GOD, YEAH, AGHAHERHHAH FUCK, BLASTIN' ME MAN,
GOHAOEIAEHRHH, GOD, YOU GIVE GOOD ORGASMS, MAN, GOAEIHAOEIHR FUCK, YEAYH,
YEAH, YEAH, KEEP FUCKIN' ME, KEEP FUCKIN' ME, DEEEPER, DEEPER, I FEEL IT,
FEEL YOU SHOOOTIN' YOUR CUM, MAN, OGHAOEIRHOAIHE GOD, YEAH,
YEAH...FEEEEEELLLL ITTTTTTT..." Terry wailed as their orgasmic pleausre
collided.

"OAOGHAHEHRHHHH...OGOHEAEOIRHAEH, GOD, MAN, SHOOOTIN', SHOOTIN', SHOOOTIN'
MY CUM, SHOOOTIN' MY CUM, SHOOTIN' MY CUM...  AOOGOAHEHHRH YEAH, SOO
FUCKIN' HARD, OGHEHAEHRHHH GOD, I AIN' CUM THIS HARD....ALL DAY, MAN,
GOOAEOHH FUCK, YEAH, YEAH, AGHHAHEHRAOERHHAHHH FUCK, FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOD
SHOOTIN' MY CUM UP YOUR FUCKIN' ASS, GAOEIHAOEH YEAH, YEAH, TAKE IT, MAN,
TAKE MY LOAD, OGOAHEHHAHE YEAH, YEAH, GHOAOEIHAOEHHHH FUCCCCCCCKKK!!" Mike
unleashed volley after volley of thick, hot, man-sperm deep into Terry's
hot, tight, sucking anal canal. "Ohhahhahh OAHGHHAEHHR FUCK...FEELS GOOD,
GHHAHHA GOD, FEELS SOOOOO GOOD, SHOOTIN'...SHOOOTIN' MY CUM UP YOUR
ASSS...GOAHEHAHEH GOD, MY COCK...FEELS sooooooo GOOOOOooooooooddd!!"

"CUMMM...CUMMMM...SHOOOT ITTTTT....SHOOT YOUR CUMMMM...SHOOOT YOUR
CUMMMM!!" the boys cried, even tho young ones, enjoying their dry orgasms,
boys as young as six or seven, knew how to enjoy a good show. "DON'T STOP!
KEEP FUCKIN'! KEEP SHOOTIN' YOUR CUMMMMM!!! KEEP SHOOTIN' YOUR CUM! KEEP
SHOOOTIN' YOUR CUMMMM!!!"

"NEXT!" Mike cried as he and Terry finally slipped apart, their Duralon
cocks still as huge and hard as when they'd begun.

The beach bed remained empty as Terry and Mike staggered tiredly toward the
water to wash themsevlves of the copious loads they and the Tinkertoys had
coated them with.

"I guess no one wants to follow an act like that," Tink noted, heading back
toward the table under the tent for dessert.

"Give'em half a second, one of the Adonises will take up the challenge,"
Toy smiled, watching the bed out of the corner of her eye even as she cut
the chocolate fudge cake the boys all loved so much. It would be a toss-up,
whether they'd rather have chocolate or sex.

"You fucked really good," Mike heard the voice of a little boy behind him
as he sat down to rest and dry off from his dip in the ocean. He looked
around, expecting to see a Tinkertoy boy, but instead found the voice
belonged to a "tinker toddler" no more the four or five. "I can't wait till
I get a cock big enough to fuck like that."

Mike forced himself not to laugh, managing a crooked grin instead. "Thanks,
I can't wait till you get big enough either."

"Me and Maxie tried, but we's too little," the boy said sadly, resting his
elbow, arm, and head on Mike's knee as if standing at a bar. "We jack each
other off though," the boy added.

Mike blinked. He knew he shouldn't be surprised, under the circumstances,
but the image of two little pre-school aged kids jacking their hard little
cocks together moved well past his imaginative powers. "You and Maxie
orgasm?" he asked, uncertain if the boy would even know what that meant,
or, on the other hand, if the kid would think it was a really dumb
question.

"I think so...almost anyway...feels good...we can make our cocks feel
really goood," the boy smiled up at him, stroking himself, demonstrating as
his tiny spike grew to almost two inches.

"What's your name?" Mike continued his very adult conversation with the
boy, despite it's surreal qualities.

"Algonquin," the boy told him. "But everyone calls me Aggie."

Mike tried not to laugh. Aggie must have been born on a bad name day for
the boys in the lab. He was obviously a very sweet, very beautiful little
clone, very much fully aware of the naked, sexual pleasure world he'd been
born into. "Any of the older boys play with you?" Mike asked, hoping the
boy would understand he didn't mean tiddly-winks.

"Mooch tried to fuck me," Aggie revealed.

"He did?  How old is Mooch?" Mike questioned.

"Old...eight I think," Aggie went on, obviously enjoying being spoken to
like one of the "old" boys. "His cock was too big...hurt."

"That's pretty old," Mike admitted as the boy climbed into his lap sitting
somewhat painfully on Mike rigidly hard cock.

"You're really hard. I can feel it," Aggie giggled, wiggling his naked butt
in Mike's lap.

Ohhhhhfuck, the kid's gonna wiggle me right into an orgasm, Mike thought as
his sexual feelings threatened to so him in. "You and Maxie ever suck each
other?"

"Maxie don't like to suck. He says it's dirty," Aggie revealed. "I like
suckin' though, 'specially that stuff."

Ohmigod, a five-year-old cum addict, Mike realized as the boy went
on. "You're gonna make some boy VERY happy one day," He smiled, kissing he
boy lovingly on the cheek.

"Your cock's too big to suck," Aggie told him as he nonetheless kissed Mike
back, not on the cheek, but squarely on the lips and not without probing
inside those lips with his hyperactive little tongue.

"Probably," Mike had to laugh at the little boy's sweet, sexual
wisdom. "How old are you, Aggie?"

"Four," the boy surprised Mike by saying. "How old are you?"

"Twenty-five," Mike admitted, feeling as if he was approaching social
security.

"That's old," the boy nodded, playfully kissing Mike some more. "You kiss
good, too."

"You kiss good, too," Mike returned the compliment, returning the kisses as
well.

"Bye, I gotta go pee," the boy suddenly squirmed out of Mike's arms and off
his lap, rushing off toward the water to urinate.

"I see you've met Aggie," Toy smiled as she sat down with her Styrofoam
plate of chocolate fudge cake.

"Huhhhhh...yeah...damned near gave me an orgasm, squirming around on my
lap," Mike laughed. "As a doctor, I know boys a lot younger than four can
have orgasms, but...god, to actually come...cock to butt, lip to lip with
one...kind of...shakes ya up a little."

"Aggie is very free and open about the fact he enjoy's sex," Toy observed
as the boy sat in the water, enjoying the tiny waves as they rolled in.

"And Maxie...what about his little friend he told me about?" Mike asked.

"Maxie's about nine months younger than Aggie...both from the same
generator," Toy told him. "Maxie followed Aggie here. He's still a little
too young to know exactly what's going on...what his tiny pee-pee is for,
but...well, Aggie is teaching him."

"God, a four-year-old teaching he facts of life to a
three-year-old...wow..." Mike struggled to wrap his mind around the idea.

"At that age, they absorb EVERYTHING," Toy smiled at the doctor's
plight. "Sometimes I wonder if it's healthy, then I look at the older boys,
how well ajusted they are to their sexuality...how mature they can be about
sex..."

"Yes, I was just marveling along that line as to Aggie," Mike admitted. "He
seems to know a lot about sex and, moreover, he knows his limits."

"They learn fast," Toy nodded. "Some people wonder how we can handle nearly
a hundred boys of all ages at the same time with no more than we have to
work with in terms of personnel, but..."

"The boys take care of one another, right?" Mike knew from his own
observations.

"We have a few rules, we have a routine, we love them, and watch over them
knowing pretty much what to expect, when to say yes, when to say no," Toy
told Mike.

"They fight?" Mike asked bluntly.

"Of course, all boys fight," Toy admitted. "Up to a point, we don't worry
about it, even."

"Really?" Mike asked in surprise.  "What point?"

"Ohhhh...I guess you'd say...it's hard to put a finger on it...until just
before they reach the point of hatred?" Toy told him. "Love is what holds
all this together. Two boys really get into it, we make them sleep together
for a week. Boy-sex tends to bind all wounds, so to speak."

"That happen often?" Mike questioned in concern.

Toy shook her head...pretty rarely, in fact...once a week...once a month
maybe...at this age, they fall in and out of love at the snap of your
fingers," Toy went on. "Actually, it's the friendships, the...we laughingly
call them love affairs, but sometimes it's pretty close to the adult
version. That can cause as many problems as spats and fights."

"Jealousy?" Mike guessed.

"Ohhh, yeah, some...though the boys tend to understand that sexual pleasure
is a friendly thing, giving and loving," Toy struggled to explain. "The
real problem is with the older boys when they leave for Ecstasy...god, the
bonding that's taken place here...the separations are...sometimes heart
rending. I've seen boys mope around for weeks after their...lovers...have
gone. I had a couple ten-year olds the other day crying like babies when I
told them they were too young to get married."

"EcstasyInc frowns on that sort of thing," Mike sighed, having seen such
relationships among young boys while at the Ecstasy clinic.

"One boy was moved to Erotic Isle, the other one is still here...Avery over
there...the cute, slender one with the platinum mop," Toy nodded toward a
small group enjoying their cake while eating it too.

"Ohhhh....thanks...that's a big help, they're all cute, slender...lots of
blond towheads too, in fact," Mike observed.

"Yeah, I get the feeling Cox Pharm likes blond sperm," Toy laughed. "About
half the little tikes coming out of your lab are blond...way more than the
general population."

"How often you get a...newbie?" Mike asked.

"We get a new toddler about once a month. They keep them in the lab for a
week or two, then send them to your nursery for about three years... You
visited your baby bin over there yet? "

"You kidding, I've hardly had time to visit my private, gold-plated
BATHROOM," Mike laughed.

"Hmph, your predecessor, Dr. Antoine, had a gold tooth," Toy laughed.

"I beg your pardon?"

"He knew how to spend money, and somehow wrangle it out of Cox--Nassau,"
Toy laughed. "You see those magnificent buildings back there jutting out
from the cliff. Those are hundred-plus boy dorms. There are FOUR of them
and we don't yet have enough boys to fill even ONE. And beyond that,
they're really nice...lavish would not be going too far, indoor and outdoor
pools, spas, recreatonal facilities, and beds...lots and lots and lots of
beds, rows and rows and rows of neatly made double beds no one has ever
slept in but..."

"Waiting for the onslaught, right?" Mike laughed.

"Careful, doc, you'll be giving away state secrets," Toy joked. "Just
between you and me, how long we got?"