Date: Wed, 9 Apr 2014 01:34:00 -0400
From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jackin' Jack Cox Chapter 5

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. The sexual encounters are primrily
gay, but in a few instances, bisexual.

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 FIVE


"Your uncle is pretty cool," Jack told Ien as the two of them were leaving
the governor's office.

"I thought you'd like him...everyone does...guess that's why he the
govern..."

"Uhhhhh...Mr. Cox...please pause here," the robotic e-ceptionist requested
as they passed its desk. "The governor has just requested a few more
minutes of your time, if you don't mind."

Ien smiled, shurgging. "He's the boss," as they turned to go back.

"He requested you be alone," the e-ceptionist added. "I can get your friend
a drink, maybe some snackets?"

"Just water," Jack requested, having learned his lesson at breakfast not to
trust 25th century food. "I'll wait out here."

"I could masturbate you while you're waiting, if you'd like?" the
e-ceptionist offered.

Jack couldn't help laughing. His curiosity was running rampant, but he
wasn't sure he wanted to trust his cock to a machine. "I'l...pass."

"Pass?" the machine requested clarification, one metalic eyebrow raised.

"I think that means, not this time," Ien guessed. "I'll be back out in a
few minutes...enjoy the view...or there's a cute kid down the passage over
there about your age, works in P.R. but his S.R. is pretty good too."

"S.R.?" Jack was almost afraid to ask.

"Sexual relations," Ien rolled his eyes. "God, kid, do I have to explain
EVERYTHING?"

"I'll just...wander about...enjoy the view," Jack smiled.  "You better get
your hot ass in there, don't want to keep Uncle Guv waiting."

"Uncle Guv?" the e-receptionist laughed mechanically.

"Forget you heard that...delete it," Ien ordered.

"Deletion complete," the e-ceptionist responded.

"Yes?" Ien once more greeted his uncle as he returned to his office, alone
this time.

"I was going to have you come back this evening but...well, I wouldn't want
to divert you from...god, he's so...lovely...  incredible..." Avery Cox
shook his head in awed disbelief. "Damned fine cocksucker, too."

"Yes, well, we better get on with this before the kid demonstrates his
sexual prowess with the whole 401st floor," Ien told his uncle impatiently.

"Of course..." the governor recovered. "Now that I've met the little...I
need to know where you're going with this next?"

"We discussed that. We get him aclimated somewhat...then begin filling him
in on what we hope he'll do when he gets back to 1961," Ien said as he sat
down casually on the edge of his uncle's desk.

"I hate that...'hope he'll do' line," the governor sighed, shaking his
head. "I don't have to tell you how much we have resting on what we...'hope
this kid'll do'."

"I realize that, but..." Ien began.

"I hate uncertainties...and as much as I like him...god, LOVE him
personally..."

"LOVE?" Ien eyed his uncle critically.

"I know, I know...I know what I said a while ago but..."

"We talked about this before. We decided it would be unwise to install a
chip and..." Ien recounted.

"Which might or might not survive the transfer back...and in any case,
might backfire, not to mention introduce 25th century technology to the
20th...I know all that but..." the governor recalled.

"I can get him ready to go back without a chip in his brain," Ien
insisted. "The kid's sharp as a needle...perceptive as fuckin' hell...and
I'm not so sure he wouldn't BALK at the idea of an interfacing chip tucked
neatly away in the back of his head."

"Your point is well-taken," Avery admitted. "There's only one Jack Cox and
we can't, under any circumstances, do anything to alienate the boy."

"Trust me, that cock, those balls...the horny little fucker won't let us
down," Ien assured his uncle.

"Is there anything...have you thought this through...is there anything we
can do that would...I guess guarantee is too much to ask but...improve our
odds?"

"Yes...I did think of one possiblity last night," Ien admitted.

"Go on."

"Do we have anything in the archives as to unclaimed lottery funds from the
1960s?" Ien asked. "Not just the funds but the winning numbers?"

"Whoa...sounds risky," the governor reacted. "Unclaimed lottery funds went
back into operational accounts if I recall my ancient economics course."

"I have a feeling the kid's going to need some money at some point," Ien
suggested. "Literally the only thing he can take back with him from the
25th century is what's in that cute little head of his. I think there might
be room for some dates and numbers."

"What's to keep the kid from just cashing in and saying 'fuck the 25th
century'?"

"Not one damned thing...nothing we could do about it," Ien admitted. "Of
course, he'd have to be twenty-one to win so we'd have a few years for him
to...mature."

"Looks like you need to brush up on your Cox family history...see if he'd
even NEED a few million in the years after he turns twenty-one, and..." the
governor told his nephew. "Meanwhile...I'll press the archivist at
Pepperdine to check the database, see what's there."

"This fuckin' around with history is scarey as hell," Ien noted as he got
up. "Once we send him back, we're going to have to monitor the CoxInt
database 24-7 for YEARS to see if he...I hate to say this but...screws
anything...or EVERYthing all to hell."

"Or, we could just both...hell, half the people in this building are Jason
Cox decendants...we could just all...disappear... cease to exist...in a
nanosecond."

Ien shuddered. "I'll be sure to impress that upon him."

"God, I wish I could give you some guidelines...what to tell him, what not
to but..." the governor got up to walk his nephew to the door, his arm
around the teenagers shoulders.

"Seat of our pants..." Ien sighed.

"Huh?"

"It's an early 20th century phrase I came across...fits perfectly," Ien
smiled up at his uncle as the man kissed him. "It's from pioneering
aviation...flying by the seat of our pants...by instinct...feelings..."

"Ohhh...by the way, could you and your 20th century little angel come over
tonight for dinner, I'd like to get to know my extremely...'great'
grandfather a little better," the governor requested as his office doors
slid open.

"Sure...mmmm...doesn't seem to be out here....that is if I can FIND the
little fucker by that time," Ien laughed, kissing his uncle goodbye."

"Nineteen hundred?" Avery suggested. "What does the boy like."

"Very little that's not illegal," Ien laughed. "Cheeseburger and fries..."

"Nothing illegal about..."

"With ground beef?" Ien added. "FRIED ground beef?"

"Ooooooo," Avery grimaced. "I'll...err...see what I can do. What are fries,
by the way?" Avery asked.

"Potatoes I think," Ien advised. "Cut in shafts. ALSO fried...in deep vats
of SWINE fat."

"Gross...what are potatoes?" Avery asked quizically.

"Ask Pepperdine when you call them...have them check
under...Mac...uhhh...Ronalds...I think that's the name...something like
that."

"Mr. Cox, your friend is up on the roof," the e-ceptionist apprised him as
Ien began looking for Jack.

"The ROOF?" Ien reacted. "What the fuck's he doin'...never mind, I can
guess," Ien sighed, heading for a stairwell.

Ien heard them before he saw them. It wasn't what he'd expected. They were
both naked. They were fucking. Ien blinked in dismay. Jack was fucking a
GIRL. He was balls deep in her cunt, his ass driving upward as she rode
him, into her at a furious pace, obviously very close to orgasmic ecstasy.

"Hahaiaeiaieaheirihh man, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck the shit outta
me, man, I want your cum, I want that cock, hghahehroiho fuck, breed me,
ghhoaoeirho yeah, shoot it, give me your cum, harder, faster, deeper
hgffgahhaheiio... heiagaoerih...oaoeihieoaoeihohhhhhihgiighghhahhhhhh!!"
the young girl Ien guessed to be about fourteen was crying out with every
pounding upward thrust of Jack's powerful hard cock.

Ien didn't know the girl though he'd seen her once or twice.  Theoretically
bisexual, he wasn't in the habit of noticing girls in particular. Except
for a couple of his wives the night before, it had been weeks since he'd
fucked one.

"Hey, Ien, ya wanna fuck her when I get done with her?" Jack called out to
him as he noticed his fifteen-year-old friend watching them. "She fucks
really good, ya oughta try her.  Ohahhahehh yeah, babe, take it, take my
cock, make me cum, babe, fuck that fucker, do it to me, do it to me,
ahgoaiiahoerihaoerhhhhahh fuckkkkk," Jack cried out as he lay on his back
on the grassy roof of the CoxINT tower. He held the girl by her pelvis and
guided her as she bounced up and down on his upthrust boy-cock.

"I'll pass," Ien echoed Jack's phrase from a few minutes earlier.
Apparently Jack preferred live girls to mechanical e-ceptionists.

"We'll be done in a minute, Mr. Cox, he's about ready to shoot," the girl
smiled up at Ien as he stood over them, watching in some amusement at the
sexual spectacle they were presenting. It didn't surprise him that she knew
his name even though he didn't know hers. "Ooooaooaooooohhahhahh, I
think....do it to me, Jack, do it to me, do it to me, make me...make
me...I'm gonna...GONNNNA CUMMMMMM....AGHEAOAOOEOAIEHROHOAEIHR GOD, FUCKER,
I'M CUMMIING, MAKIN' ME CUM, MAKIN' ME FUCKIN' CUMMMMM....GHAOIEROAIHEO
FUCCK, GHAOIEHROIA FUCCCK, FUCK ME, MAN, FUCK MY CUNT, OOGHAOEIH GOD, FEELS
GOOD, FEELS GOOD, YOUR COCK, SHOOTIN' YOUR CUMMMMM...KEEP SHOOTIN' IT, KEEP
SHOOTIN' IT, FEELS SO WARM AND...AHHGHAHHEHH YEAH, YEAH, KEEP FUCKIN' ME,
KEEP FUCKIN' ME LIKE THAT, KEEP...KEEEP...AHGHOOEAIEHOR FUCKIN' MEEEEEE!!"

"I'M CUMMIN' TOOO...HHGOIAEOIRH YEAH, YEAH, OOAIIEHAROEIH FUCK BABE,
SUCKIN' THE CUM RIGHT OUTTA MY COCK, MAN, HOAIEHRO GOD, YOU FUCK GOOD,
AHGOOOAIEHROIHO YEAH, YEAH, FEELS SOOOO GOOD, SHOOTIN' MY CUM IN YOUR CUNT,
HGOAIEHROIH YEAH, YEAH, GHAOIEHROIHO FUCK YEAHHHHH, GHOAEIAOEIHROIHO
FUUUUCCKKK....FUCCCCKKKK...UNANNANHNGGHHH...UNNNAGHHHHAHHGH...GOOOAEIHORH
GOD, YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhh..." Jack's cries of sexual ecstasy tapered off
as did the girl's movement on his cock.

She collapsed forward covering him, both their beautiful, slender, naked
bodies glowing with perspiration, still trembling, stil quivering and
thrusting together at one another as their sexual pleasure began to
ebb. "Ohh man, you're a good fucker."

"Well...now that...THAT'S over...we better get...where's your pants?" Ien
looked about.

The girl started laughing.  "The wind blew'em over the side!"

"You're kidding me," Ien rolled his eyes in surprise and dismay.

"Yep...they just went...whoosh...and...look, that may be them right up
there...no more to the left, " Jack pointed as the girl who had just fucked
herself on his cock, disengaged her cunt from his slippery hot shaft.

"WHOOSH!" Ien repeated. "They just went...whoosh?"

"More of a...SWOOSH," the girl corrected his false impression.

"Oh..." Ien nodded, "What's your name?"

"Yeah, what's your name? I forgot to ask." Jack admitted.

"Cecillia...but I'm called Illia," the girl told them. "I better get back
downstairs to work before...Uncle Guv...misses me," she laughed.

"Jack...you didn't..." Ien gasped in horror. "You told her..."

"She already knew you was the governor's nephew," Jack sat up tiredly on
both elbows in the grassy softness.

"Noooo...dip...I mean the...Uncle Guv...part," Ien complained.

"Sorry," Jack winced, realizing his error. "I saw her in the hall, she said
she'd like to sample my sperm." Jack told Ien as he sat on up, watching
Illia leave. "What was I to say? I offered to let her suck me, but she said
she wanted my cock inside her. She wanted us to fuck so..."

"You needn't appologize," Ien told Jack. "I think I told you...dressed like
that...you'd get lots of...offers. Here in this century, girls aren't the
least bit shy about asking for what they want sexually...well...boys too, I
guess, but..."

"Next thing I knew, she dragged me up here, pushed me down, hopped on my
cock, and before I knew it, she was bobbin' up and down on me just fuckin'
the livin' shit outta me," Jack recounted. "Man, she really fucks
gooooooddddd, too...WOW!"

"So I noticed," Ien smiled, offering Jack a hand as he pulled the boy to
his feet, then into his arms, kissing him intensely.

"YOU wanna fuck me too?" Jack whispered between Ien's clinging lips.

"I thought you'd never ask," Ien smiled as he gently lowered Jack back down
to the grass and began ridding himself of his clothes.

"Be careful where you leave'em, they might go..."

"Yes...whoosh...I know," Ien laughed as he once more kissed jack lavishly,
then lifted the boy's legs, taking aim at Jack's boyish pucker. He quickly
spit on his cock, then entered the twelve-year-old's boy-cunt.

"We gonna go flyin' off to another century like last time?" Jack questioned
as he struggled to accomodate the slowly invading length of Ien's rock-hard
cock.

"We're gonna fly, kid, but not to another century," Ien smiled down at
Jack, then kissed his delicious lips yet again.  "I'm gonna send us flying
off into the land of ecstasy, a land of such exquisite, naked, sexual
pleasure you'll never want to come back."

"Land of Ecstasy...I like that...oaoaohehhrh yeah, like your cock
too...everyone naked in this Land of Ecstasy?" Jack's imagination began the
flight. "Ohhhahhahhehh yeahhhhhhhh...yeahhhhhh....deeper...don't hold back,
deeeper, deeeeeper, give me all of it...all your cock, all the way, all the
wayyyyyyyy..."

"You sure?" Ien questioned as he nonetheless slowly glided his cock into
the boy.

"OOOOooahahhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!" Jack moaned as he felt fully
impaled. "Feeeeels gooooooooooooooddddd!"

"God, you're incredible....incredible...ohhahhahh fuck, you take a cock
like a five-hundred credit pleasure boy at the SpRitz!" Ien sighed as he
began his sexual retreat.

"The SpRitz?"

"It's an Orgasmatorium down on the strip...oahhahhhh fuck, this is nice,
love your ass," Ien sighed even as he tried to explain. "One giant orgy
24-7, all guys, hundreds of'em, unending...five hundred credits an
hour...uannahhahh ahgooaiehroih fuck oaoiheoi, yeah, boy, fuck me, fuck me,
fuck me, now, oaoiehroih yeah, move that ass, fuck me, fuck me, fucccckkk
meee...!"

"Is that a lot?" Jack asked as he responded sexually, heaving and thrusting
upwards toward Ien's cock, gripping the older boys's ass, trying to pull
him in deeper.

"It's a month's salary for me," Ien told the boy. "I've only been there
once...took me a YEAR to get back on my feet... financially, I mean," Ien
recounted. "I just got started fuckin' and...and couldn't stop...orgasm
after orgasm after orgasm...I lost track of time.  Unfortunately the
computer DIDN'T. About fifty orgasms later, cost me...hahooaohahh fuck,
hahgoeiaheorih fuck...nothing like...like HALF as good as
you...ahgoeiaheorihh...half as good as you're makin' me feel right now."

"I guess I should start charging by the HOUR?" Jack joked as he felt the
first, tightening pangs of yet another orgasmic burst of pleasure starting
to well up deep, down, inside his loins. "HOOOO man, yeah, yeah, fuck me,
man, fuck my ass, ooaoighoeiahoeirhoh god, Ien, you're even better
than...than...whatzername...ahghoeaiehroih yeah, gonnna give me another
fuckin' great orgasm, man, ghoaiheroih yeah, yeah, orgasm me, orgasm me, do
it to me, fuck my ass, give it too me, give me your cum, give me ALL your
cum, man, ooaoeihaoeirh god, yeah, yeah, breed me, man, give me your cum,
give me your cock, I wanna feel you gushin'...feel you...ghaoeirho yeah,
feel you cummin' inside me...feel...feeel. OOAHEOIHO fuck, Ien, you're
gonna do it to me, you're gonna do it to me, goiaoheorih god, you...you're
doin' it to me...doin' it to me...NOW...NOW... NOW, GHAOEIRHOAIEHORIH FUCK,
IEN, DO IT TO ME, DO IT TO ME, ORGASM ME, GHAOEIRHOI FUCKK YESS, GIVIN' ME
ONE HELL OF AN ORGASM, MAN, GIAEHORIHO GOD, THIS FEELING, LOVE THIS
FEELING, LOVE YOUR COCK, GIVIN' ME YOUR CUM, OAIHAGOIEHAO YEAH, YEAH,
YEAHHH, MORE, MORE, GIVE ME MORE, MORE OF YOUR CUMMMMMMMMM!"

"GETTIN' ALLL I GOT, ALL MY CUM, GIVIN' IT TO YA, GIVIN' YA MY CUM, BABE,
OHBIHAOIEHROIHOAIHE GOD, THIS FEELING, FUCKIN' YOU, FUCKIN' YOU...SO HOT,
SO TIGHT, SO SEXUAL, SO...SOOO...OAEIAHOEIRHOAIEHOIHEOAIHERE GOD, BLAST
AFTER BLAST, OGIEHOAIH YEAH, SHOOT YOUR CUM TOO, SHOOT YOUR CUM, GHOAIEHRO
YEAH, GLUIN' US TOGETHER WITH YOUR CUM, JACK, OGIHAOEIRH FEELS GOOD,
SHOOTIN' OUR CUM TOGETHER LIKE THIS...SPURTIN' OUT...BLASTIN' EACH OTHER,
GHAOEIRHO FUCK, YEAH, YEAH, YEAHHHHHHH!!"

"AHAHAOEOHHHHHHHHHHHooooahhhhahhhh fucccckkkk...hhahhahhhahhhhhhoooaohhah
fucccckkkkkkk...aogheohoa fucccck, that felt good, ghoaiehroih fuck, still
feelin' good, ghoaiehroih fuccckkk...love that stuff in the water...man,
orgasms like...like I never felt
before...soooo....soooo...oaoiehroihoihoiahhehrhhh fucccckkkkkkkk..." Jack
lay back, totally relaxed now, Ien's cock still deep inside him, still
oozing out his cum.

"You just keep getin' better and better each time I fuck you," Ien sighed,
once more devouring Jack pretty face with kisses. "It's a good thing we
didn't...mesh like this when we chronoported, we'd have overshot and both
ended up in the next century."

"Wonder if the food's any better there?" Jack sighed.

"Ohhhhh...I almost forgot...in our sexual debauchery...Uncle...Avery...has
invited us over for dinner tonight at nineteen hundred," Ien announced.

"White tie?" Jack asked.

"White tie? What's that mean?" Ien looked at his quizically as he pulled
out.

"White tie and tails...a tux...fancy black suit, white shirt, white tie,
patended leather shoes," Jack described.

"You're hillarious," Ien told him. "I didn't understand one word of that. I
take it you're questioning the wearing apparel appropriate for the
occassion?"

"Wearing apparel? Yeah, I guess you could say that," Jack pondered.

"I think he'd like best just what you got on now," Ien advised.

"Meaning he wants us to come over NAKED and fuck him and stuff?" Jack read
between the lines.

"SEX? Who said anything about SEX" Ien blinked in mock
surprise. "Mmmmmm...yeah, probably, half a dozen orgasms or so. Mostly he
was concerned about what you might find appealing in the way of menu items.

"NOT DOG soup," Jack recoiled as he got to his feet.  "What the fuck am I
gonna wear NOW?" he suddenly realized.

"Nothing," Ien smiled. "We'll take you down to my uncle's private pleasure
pit and clean you up a bit but...you think you turned heads on the way over
here...mannnnn..."

"Is...is that...socially acceptable?  Nothing?  Naked?" Jack questioned as
the entered the stairwell to do back down tothe 401st floor.

"Don't worry...with you...no one's gonna object in the least."