Date: Thu, 12 Mar 2015 01:49:47 -0400 From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com> Subject: Jackin' Jack Cox Chapter 30 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 THIRTY "What's up Doc?" It was the same greeting Dr. Mathison always got whenever he called his office at Pepperdine where he was an adjunct instructor in the medical school, department of genetic research. Jared Anderson was his teaching assistant. Jared served as his interface between the school and his home office, making it unnecessary for Dr. Mathison to keep regular hours except for the two or three graduate courses he taught once a week for three hours each. Jared was a med-school dropout, twenty-two years old, and way too obviously gay for Dr. Mathison's taste, but handy when it came to lining up donors for his research. The boys liked him and he VERY MUCH liked the boys. Even the straight ones were not immune to his incredible sexual charisma. In fact, except for being a little taller than most of them, he could easily pass for one of them. He wasn't as boyish looking as he'd once been a couple years before when Dr. Mathison had first fucked his ass, but young enough looking to frequently get kicked out of bars for appearing to have a fake ID. "Jared, I need a favor," Doc told him. "Two, actually." "Blowjob or ass-fucking?" Jared asked obscenely. "Shut the fuck up and listen," Doc reacted in mock anger. "First, I need you to drive my daughter to LAX this evening about six. Her flight is at eight...you should be past the worst of rush-hour by then." "Where she going?" Jared asked. "None of your business, but if you must know, she'll be spending the summer with her maternal bitch in and mongrel stepfather in Italy," Doc told him. "Still a little bitter are we?" Jared taunted him. "I called, they're holding the tickets at the TWA counter, see that she gets on the plane...flight 1502 to Idlewild, New York leaving at 8:10." Doc ordered, ignoring Jared's verbal jab. "My car's not too reliable, can I drive the Caddy?" Jared bargained. "I suppose, if your car's reliable enough to get your skinny ass over here," Doc told him. "Why thank you, that's the nicest thing you've said in two weeks, five days, and eighteen hours," Jared told him sarcastically. "What?" The comment went over Doc's head. "That I got a skinny ass," Jared sighed, deciding he'd been a tad too subtle. "You have a very nice ass; now second, and this is going to take some doing," Doc continued. "I want you to arrange a birthday party." "I don't do birthday parties, only bar mitzvahs," Jared told him, "...and the occassional orgy." "Well, this is kind of a combination of all three," Doc laughed softly, keeping his voice down. "I want you to arrange a surprise birthday party and sleepover for my son." "Destry? Doc, he's too young for a bar mitzvah, and WAY to young for an orgy, and...I didn't know you were Jewish." Jared reacted in all seriousness. "We're not Jewish, and he'll only be eleven, but...the orgy part...well...let's just say my littlle boy is growing up." "Let me guess, he's started Jackin' off," Jared laughed. "Listen, you don't know the HALF of it," Doc sighed. "Now I want you to do is call all the...donors...talk to both them AND their parents, tell them we're having a surprise birthday party/sleepover...a pool party here tomorrow night. Tell the boys...NOT their parents, that it's a thank-you for all their help in furthering my research. You got that?" "And what do I tell their parents?" Jared asked blandly, "they're all invited to come along as chaperones?" "NO," Doc reacted in horror. "Just have them dropped off their horny little buggers at the front gate...let's say 6:30 tomorrow night and picked them up about noon...uhhh...that'll be Saturday morning, I guess." "Am I invited?" Jared asked anxiously. "Oh, I suppose...pervert," Doc smiled, trying to picture the scene in his mind. "Whoa, another compliment, gees, you're in a good mood this morning," Jared teased. "You'll have to wait to start calling until the boys get home from school...sometime after three I guess, but before you you head over here to pick up Susan. Then you can call the others from here when you bring the car back. Got that?" Doc asked. Jared was a lot sharper than he pretended to be, and Doc knew he could charm the pants off a department store manakin, but with something like this, he didn't want any misunderstandings. "Got it...ohhh, by the way, what's the dress code for this little juvenile soiree...or is there one?" Jared knew the answer but chose to pretend. "Jared, it's a swim party...what do you think?" Doc sighed. "Naked?" Jared asked hopefully. "Beachwear," Doc told him tiredly. "And...by the way, if any of the boys need a ride...you'll be most happy to pick them up...and yes, you can use the Caddy. If the parents ask, tell them you're the chauffeur." "I get to wear on of those sexy little numbers with the tight short pants, knee socks and policeman's cap?" Jared asked like a kid going to a Halloween party. "If you can find such a get-up, I suppose," Doc relented, but forgodsakes, wear a shirt. I know you're proud of your abs but...and I know the boys get a little weak-kneed when they see your pecs, but...their mothers may react differently...or at least their fathers might." "Hey, Doc, this is LA..." Jared joked. "Right," Doc laughed. "Oh, and make the boys think it's just a few of Des' closest friends, we wouldn't want any of the boys to get the wrong idea...until they get here, anyway. "And how you going to keep this a surprise for Des?" Jared inquired. "I'll leave that to Jack. I'll tell him to keep Des occupied down on the beach or something," Doc smiled to himself. "Jack?" Jared questioned. "Oh...that's right...you've not met...well...like I said, my little boy's growing up," Doc told his assistant. "He's...how should I put this...taken a...special...friend?" "That little squirril's got a boyfriend...a lover?" Jared laughed out loud in surprise. "Let's just call him my...OTHER...assistant," Doc told Jared. "So stay on top of this...no screw-ups...you CAN be replaced, you know." "Uhh...Doc...I just thought...you've got a grand total of fifty-three donors now...last count anyway. What if they ALL show up?" "We can only hope," Doc laughed. "If so, you're gonna be a mighty busy lad with the petri dish." "Hoooo my GAWD..." Jared gasped, the potential enormnity of the little "birthday" party starting to sink in. "You're not gonna...tell me you're not gonna...spike the punch with your...concoction." "Jarrrred, you know me better than that," Doc teased. "Riiiight," Jared told him. "I know you well enough to ask." "Don't worry, I'll save a cup for YOU," Doc tried to set his horny assistant's mind to rest. "Any more questions?" "Yeah...this...what's his name...Jack? He cute?" "Remember how cute YOU used to be?" Doc teased. "That cute?" Jared reacted proudly. "Cuter," Doc deflated Jared's swelling ego. "Now get crackin'." ------------------------------- "You get our resident sexpot off to see her matriarical monster?" Dr. Mathison asked as Jared Anderson returned the Caddy keys to his open hand early that evening. "Of course," Jared told him stripping off his T-shirt to expose his tightly muscled, hairless torso with its exquisitely perfect tan. "You know, there's a lot of her mother in that little..." "It's okay, you can use the word, I do all the time," Dr. Mathison smiled wryly as the sight of his assistant's magnificent, semi-nude body excited him. "...lady..." Jared continued, deliberatly NOT using the word he knew Doc had been expecting. "You know, she actually propositioned me? Can you believe that?" "Really, and what was your reaction?" Doc eyed the attractive young man out of the corner of his eye as he went through some letters Jared had just brought in from the mailbox. "I told her I was gay," Jared laughed. "I don't think she believed me, but..." "Very wise of you, in that she's menstrating at the moment," Doc informed him. "oooooooooo...fuck...she...she old enough to...oooooooo...gross," Jared stammered. "First time," Doc told him, omitting all the gorey details involving Des. "Hi," Jack Cox greeted the two as he came inside from the patio. He was completely naked but not hard. "Where's Des?" Doc inquired. "Hell, I don't know, probably out there playing with himself," Jack told the boy's father. "I figured with Susan gone there was no need to hold his hand 24-7," Jack added as his eyes took in from head to toe the presence of the gorgeous twenty-something stranger in the room. "Jack, I presume," Jared Anderson greeted Jack, extending his hand. "Doc told me a lot about you but...my gawd..." "And you are?" Jack questioned, shaking Jared's extended hand firmly. "Jack, this is Jared Anderson, my teaching assistant at the University," Doc introduced them. "Jared get your tongue back in your mouth, you're drooling all over the marble floor." Retaining a grip on Jack's hand, Jared suddenly pulled him into a clinging embrace and kissed him long and hard on the lips. "Extremely happy to meet you," Jared said, catching his breath. "Mmmmm...yeah, I can see," Jack brazenly fondled Jared's cock through his tight, white, tennis shorts. "What? Seven inches?" "Close enough," Jared agreed as he held Jack at arms length, drinking in the thirteen-year-old's boyish, adolesecent beauty. "Hey, you two, if you're gonna copulate, take it outside, I've got work to do," Doc nodded toward the patio sliding doors. "And don't YOU forget, Mr. Anderson, you have some calls to make once you've finished ejaculating all over each other." "Hey, beautiful beast, ya wanna copulate?" Jared laughed, kissing Jack once more. "Naw, I'd rather fornicate," Jack countered, taking Jared's hand and leading him toward the patio sliders. "Why don't you BOTH evacuate," Doc urged impatiently as he settled into a chair at the dining room table to go through his mail. "Shall we initiate," Jared suggested as they went outside and settled onto a couple air mattress Jack and Des had enjoyed just an hour or so earlier. "It'd be easier if you'd nakedate," Jack suggested as they fell into a passionate embrace, fucking their groins against one another. "Nakedate, I like that," Jared, slipped off his loafers as Jack worked on his zipper. "I like YOU. You make that up yourself?" "You always go commando?" Jack asked, surprised by Jared's lack of underwear as well as his nearly eight inches of hard, throbbing, man-cock. "Impressive," Jack noted for he record. "Thanks, glad you approve," Jared slipped from his shorts and was as naked as Jack. "Suck it. It tastes even better than it looks." Jack kissed his way down over Jared's exquisitely defined pecs, abs, and groin to his shaven, hard cock. He mischievously cast his eyes up at Jared's as he sucked down on the head of Jared's circumcized cock. "Wanna cum?" "Can you handle it?" Jared asked, winking at him. "I have a big mouth," Jack smiled, then went down on Jared's cock with a fierce abandon, again and again and again. "OOOOooooo fuck, kid, where the hell's Doc find YOU?" Jared cried in surprise as he enjoyed the cocksucking of a lifetime. "No, wait, don't answer that, just keep suckin' that fucker. "Hi...I see you two have met," Des greeted them as he returned from a naked nap down on the "hidden" beach where he and Jack had met. "This fuckin' cocksucker belong to you?" Jared asked, eyeing the ten, soon to be eleven-year-old. "Naw, we're just casual acquaintences," Des drastically understate their relationship. "You can use him all you like. Fuck his face, he's really good at givin' head." "Yeah, well, so am I...come here, kid, let me show you," Jared invited as Des wasted no time in providing access to his firm little boy-cock for Jared's oral enjoyment. Des laid down beside them, his cock aimed straight for Jared's open mouth. "Don't worry, I'm too young to cum," Des proclaimed almost proudly, though if fact, there was nothing he wanted more. "Mmmmmmm...you suck all dad's boys like this?" Jared nodded without giving up the boy's hard young cocklet for even a second. "If he tastes like orange juice..." Jack began but Jared forced his hed back down over his cock, stifling his words. "Oh, my god, he DOES," Jared released Des's boy-cock long enough to exclaim. "Kinkeeeeeeee...orange juice...mmmmm what next, white wine?" "Taste good?" Des laughed as he gripped Jared's head and began visiously driving his hared, young cock in and out, deeper and deeper with each thrust. "Valencia?" Jared asked between strokes. "California...can't you tell?" Des insisted as he face-fucked Jared with an almost machine-gun rapidity and accuracy. "Ooooooo damn, man, suck that fucker, make me cum, man, ahahahahhhehhh fuck, Jack, suck him, suck him, suck him fuckin' off, let's all do the big 'O' together." "Then you suck ME," Jack squirmed around to a position where Des could suck him. "Dad's gonna kill us if he finds out we drunk each other's cum and didn't save a drop for him and his test tubes." Des giggled as he sucked down on Jack's cock for about the fourteenth time already that day. "Got any cum left?" "A drop or two," Jack told him, pausing momentarily between sucking strokes. "Aaahhahhahh fuck, Jackie boy, you're really doin' a job on me...gettin' me close," Jared told Jack then went back to work on Des. Jack redoubled his efforts, tastin pre-cum, them a moment later tasted a thick, powerful rush of Jared's pent-up man-juice. It tasted fishy. "Ohhhhhahhhhhhhhh gross, what'd you have for breakfast lox and bagels?" "Leftover pizza with anchovies," Jared confessed. "You like?" "Next time, tell'em to hold the anchovies," Jack complained as Jack pumped gush after gush of the disgusting stuff from Jared's exploding cock. "I need one of Doc's dishes, he'd never believe this shit." "No good...too old," Des insisted, "...only cute little boys, remember?" "Hey, did anyone tell you to talk?" Jack complained as he increased the pace. "Hooooo god, I'm close, gonna...fuccck, gettin' me there, gonna make me blow, gonna make me shoot....ahhahhhah fuck, SHOOOOOTT...SHOOOOOT, AHEHEAIOEH FUCK SHOOTIN' MY CUM, AHHAHHAHHAHH FUCK YEAH, SUCK ME BABE, SUCK MY COCK, SUCK MY CUM, SUCK MY CUM RIGHT UP OUTTA MY BALLS, Des, AHHAHEHRHHHEHAHEHHHHHHGHGHH!!!" Jack orgasmed all over the place, his cum all but drowning them all. "AHHAEHHRHHGHHGHHGHAHH...AOEHAHEHAHHHGHHAHHHH FUUUUUCCKKK...AHGOEAIHEORHHHAHEIIHGHHHH, FUCK, FUCK,FUCK,FUCKFUCKFUCK, AHGHEAHEHHHH DAMN, SUCKIN' ME TO DEATH, AHGOEIAHOEIH JACK, JACK, JACK, BACK OFF BABE, I AINT THIRTEEN NO MORE," Jared cried out a he continued his orgasmic bliss. "ooaooooaoooooOOOOAHEOIAHEOIRHOIHOIH FUCK, I'M FEELIN' IT, AHHHAHEHHH FEELS LIKE...LIKE, I'M GONNA DIE...AHHAHHAH FUCK, JARED, JARED, JARED, CUMMIN', CUMMIN' AHHAHEHHAHH FUCK CUMMIN' SOOOO HARRRDDDD," Des cried out in exhaltation as he failed to fulfill even Jared's taste for boys, and too far into his dry orgasmic state to control himself. "What the fuck!?" Jared cried. There was a blinding flash of light, then the clicking shutter of Dr. Mathison's massive Canon SLR as it's owner snapped off nearly a whole roll of film capturing their orgasmic ecstasy from all angles, even a long, arching, spurt of Jack's cum. Jack was living up to his name as a cum fountain. "Ignore him, He's just trying to make the scene more rewarding for them," Des insisted. "Them? Jared asked. "His boy-harem of sperm donors," He shows them porn as he jacks'em off, then collects his rewards," Jack claimed. "Does it work?" Jack asked. "Does it work? You ever seen Burger-Boy shoot...fucccckkkkkk! Like takin' a shower in that shit?" "Hold it, Doc cried as he shot one last ejaculation from Jack's blood engorged boy-cock. "WoW, think we lost the battle AND the war." "No war, all is peace and harmony. Just think, twenty or thirty boys about our age, all horny as hell I could service them all in one night!" Des claimed. "Be careful what you wish for" Jared winked at Jack. Their meaning escaping Des at the moment.