Date: Sat, 14 Jan 2012 16:37:58 -0500 From: John Marshall Subject: Ecstasy Isle chapter 13 This story does not follow the usual pattern of erotic fiction. It is not written in first person nor does the plot follow that of so many stories here on Nifty.org. This is totally a fantasy work, no actual people are involved. It does involve adult/teen sexual encounters of both sexes. If you do not wish to be exposed to such material, stop here. If you are not 18 years of age, stop here. If it is illegal for you to read such material where you reside, stop here. Some people will find the style disconcerting. I write in something approaching real time and there is a great deal of dialogue, especially during the sexual encounters (dirty talk). All dialogue printed in UPPER CASE indicates orgasmic dialogue in a raised voice but not necessarily shouting. This is purely jack-off material, designed to bring a maximum of erotic pleasure to the reader. I would enjoy hearing just how much sexual pleasure readers derive from it. In the beginning, the story is mostly gay but as it progresses, it becomes decidely bisexual. Although the story involves the kidnapping of the main character early on, the boy eventually comes to accept and relish his new life. It does not in any way condone kidnapping but simply utilizes it as a logical plot device in the beginning of the story. I welcome responses to: crackerjacker18@hotmail.com I will probably respond but I am not interested in any form of online relationship. Happy jacking...or jerking...or wanking...or whatever... ECSTASY ISLE CHAPTER 13 Kevin huddled alone on the beach in front of the guest house. He drew his knees up in front of himself and hugged them. It was getting dark. Kevin had no idea what time it was but it was after sunset. A warm breeze off the sea carressed his naked boyflesh. For once his cock wasn't hard. He must not be drinking enough water, he decided. He'd kind of sneaked off from Justin, Zack, Colt, and two or three other boys who'd joined them when they'd heard Justin was on the island. He'd been fucked twice, sucked three times, done more than a little sucking himself, and probably jacked off two or three more times...or been jacked off by other. He needed to be alone. Kevin had left the others in a kind of semi-conscious sexual stupor, sprawled all over Justin's guest bungalow kind of now half-heartedly having sex. He needed to be alone. He promised himself he wouldn't get all melancholy and depressed thinking about home, his parents, his little brother... He focused his mind on the here and now--Ecstasy Isle--Justin, Jason, Terry, Colt, Tina, Lisa, and the boys, most of whom he couldn't yet connect names and faces. So much naked sexual beauty...faces, bodies, cocks, cunts, breasts, heaving, thrusting, fucking, sucking, cumming, one orgasm aftere another, a thousand obscene images ejaculating through his mind in a flood of sexual drunkeness as he struggled to contain in his brain all the feelings and pleasure the past few days had brought to him. It was too much. He couldn't comprehend it all. There was no need trying. He WAS trying, though. He was trying not to cry. "I thought I saw you out here." He was no longer alone. He looked up as Tina draped an arm around his thin, naked shoulders as she sat down next to him in the sand. "It's hard to imagine you out here all by yourself, what'd you do wear them all out?" Tina asked, settling down naked next to him on the sand. "I hate sitting on the beach, I keep getting sand in my cunt." Kevin smiled slightly but said nothing. Given a line like that, there was hardly any response necessary...or appropriate. "What's wrong?" Tina asked after several minutes of silence staring out at the sea. Kevin shrugged. "Nothing." He was being honest. Actually, there WAS nothing wrong. Everything was great, the beautiful island, the accomodations, the food, the new friends he'd made, shooting cum with Justin, Zac, Colt...fucking Tina...especially fucking tina...everything was so right it was frightening. He refused to be homesick. Moping around thinking about his former life wasn't good. It was depressing. He didn't want to be depressed. He wanted to be happy. He wanted to be loved...not just making love...he wanted someone to... "I love you," Tina suddenly whispered, awakening Kevin from his drifting mind. "Thanks, I needed that," Kevin turned his head, smiling at her, kissing her lightly. It wasn't a lusty passionate kiss, but a sweet, quick, loving kiss. "Now I know something's wrong," Tina insisted, kissing him back, "I've never been alone with a boy like this for this long before without having his cock up my cunt fuckin' the shit outta me." "You want me to fuck you, is that what you want?" Kevin asked, ready and willing, even though he wasn't really in the mood. "Not if you're gonna used THAT tone of voice," Tina snapped. She was a romantic at heart. "Usually I fuck with my cock, not my tone of voice," Kevin snapped back. "Too much sex?" Tina asked, trying desperately to read his mind. She'd not known him long but she sensed he was hurting. Kevin smiled wryly. "Too much sex? Boys can never have too much sex? Girls maybe...your cunt ever get sore from all the boys you fuck every day?" "No." Tina answered softly, dipping into Kevin's reflective mood. "But boys CAN have too much sex...I've seen it with Colt, even Dad...most of the boys in the dorm...not physically. Dad's pills and potions take care of that. But too much sex can take an emotional toll. How many times have you...I was gonna say shot your cum...how many times have you orgasmed today?" "Ohhh, like I'm gonna fuckin' keep count?" Kevin shot back. "How many?" Tina insisted. "Ten" "Ten?" Tina questioned, surprised at how low the number was. "Eleven? Hell, I don't know," Kevin's voice hardened. "You, Justin, Colt, Zac...at least that many." "Too much sex..." Tina repeated her verdict smugly, even though she considered any number less than the person's age to be about average. Kevin was twelve. She decided he still had a ways to go. "It all just seems so...so...pointless...suck my cock, fuck my ass, jack me off, make me cum..." Kevin recounted. "Not too much sex, just fuckin' boredom." "Hell, you've only been here a couple days and you're bored already?" Tina laughed in spite of her self. Her female instincts told boys didn't like to be laughed at where sex was concerned but she couldn't help herself. "Okay, it's not boring, just...just pointless...monotonous...I've sucked off so many cocks...just this evening with Justin and Zac and Colt...I feel like I've had a steady diet of cum." "You like the taste?" Tina questioned, hugging him a little. "I can take it or leave it...it's not disgusting like I figured...not like snot, a little more tasty than spit..." "You'll get used to it...I never liked it when I was little...dad's still tastes pretty...pungent...now Colt...man, I love that little fucker's cum...and yours is quite good too." "You're quite the connisseur," Kevin eyed her out of the corner of his eye, turning up one corner of his lips in a sort of half-smile. She kissed him there. "You really mean what you said before?" "Kevin, with a motormouth like mine, it's hard to say," Tina joked, trying to cheer him up, even a her own expense. "Which erudite quote were you referring to." "Never mind." Kevin wasn't in the mood for her smart mouth. "I hate it when boys do that?" "What?" "Never mind!" "Never mind?" "I hate it when you're talking to some boy, and then he changes the subject by saying, never mind." Tina explained impatiently. "Do you really love me?" Kevin asked. "Yes." "I hate it when girls do that," Kevin sighed. "What?" "Answer a serious question with just one word, when really you want them to...open up...spill their guts..." "Yes, I love you, Kevin, I want to marry you, we could have a naked ceremony on the beach, invite everyone, dad could do the honors, then we could consumate our marriage with all the wedding guests watching and applauding our every move. And when we achieved orgasm together, there would be fireworks going off from the control tower, maybe a minor earthquake followed by a small tidal wave." Kevin stood up, suddenly pissed off. He needed love. She gave him jokes...sarcasm. Tina grabbed his hand and pulled him back down into the sand, then covered his naked body with her own, wrestling him into submission. She would have fucked him but his cock wasn't hard at the moment. "Don't be such a..." "SUCH A WHAT?" Kevin cried, struggling against her. She was strong, for a girl. Of course, she was a couple years older than he was too. "Such a...a...SUCH A BOY!" Tina cried, smashing her lips suddenly into his as they struggled, their moves gradually becoming less violent and more sexual. She felt Kevin's cock harden against her naked hip. It was hard to think when all you wanted to do was fuck. "I thought you LIKED boys!" Kevin maneuvered, trying to get inside her. "Not when they're being assholes." Tina felt the head of his cock teasing her clit. "ASSHOLES!" Kevin cried. "Listen, bitch, you want fucked or not? I'd just as soon take my cock and go home if you're gonna go callin' me obscene names." "AAIAIEIIEIEGHEHAIEIEIOAEIEIHHGHHHHGHGHHHHHHHHH!" Tina suddenly cried as she felt his cock slam violently into her cunt, impaling her completely in one sudden, swift, exquisitely deft move. "Take that, BITCH, you want fucked, I'll give you fucked, I'll fuck you so fuckin' hard your cunt will be sore for a week...no a MONTH...your cunt will be sore for a fuckin' MONTH!" "Yes, yes, yes, fuck me, Kevin, fuck my cunt, fuck your big hard fuckin' cock into me and just fuck the shit outta me, man, just fuck the shit outta me!" Tina cried. She'd never seek Kevin like this before but she definitely like it. "ROLL OVER!" "WHAT?" Tina gasped in surprise and dismay as Kevin suddenly pulled his six-inch sexual weapon from her gaping cunt, rearing back on his knees and hovered over her menacingly. "ROLL OVER!" Kevin cried a second time as he gribbed her naked pelvis and suddenly flipped her over in the sand. Then, with no more lubrication that her own cunt juices, he suddenly drove himself back into her, only this time it was her ass, not her cunt that bore then brunt of his sexual invasion. "AIIEIEHAHEHRHHGEIOOEIHGOIEHOIEHHGHEHGHG...OEHGHEHAHEHHGHEHHGHH GOD, KEVIN, KEVIN, EIIGHEOAIEHROIHOG GOD, EIAIGHOEHOIH!!" Tina screamed in pain, shock and surprise. No one had ever fucked her in the ass before. "Call ME and ASSHOLE, will you; I'll show you an ASSHOLE; you want ASSHOLE? You're GETTING asshole, fucker; you're getting assholed, gettin' assholed by my hard, fuckin' cock, bitch, gettin' fucked like you've never been fucked before! Kevin pounded her, his cock seemingly driving deeper and deeper into her with every powerful thrust, just like he'd fucked Justin this afternoon...and late Colt. They both were in love with his cock. Kevin heard Tina scream again in her mixture of painful pleasure. "Scream all you like, fucker, no one will hear you...or care if they did," Kevin wildly assaulted her ass. "They'd just think it was someone getting fucked really, really fuckin' hard." Tina felt like she was being raped...sort of...except that she loved it. It felt good, she loved the feeling. This was not Kevin's borng, pointless, monotonous sex. This was a first time ever sexual experience,one she'd never forget as long as she lived. She felt like a woman, not some slutty teenaged sex kitten. She felt like a WHORE! She loved it. She loved the feeling, not just the feeling of Kevin's cock but what he and that cock were now doing to her. She was 14, he was only twelve, but he owned her. She was his, body, mind, and soul. "Gettin' fucked like a boy," Kevin laughed as he jerked her hips up and drove his cock in still deeper, faster, harder. "Now you know what Colt feels...what real boy-sex is all about." "HURRY, HURRY, HURRY, KEVIN, I'm almost...almost...ohehhhgheh god, KEVIN, KEVIN, KEVIN, I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING, YOU'RE MAKIN' ME CUM, KEVIN, CUMMIN' CUMMIN' CUMMIN' SO HARD... AEIHGEIAOIEOIEHOIHREIHOIH GOD, KEVIN, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK MY ASS, MAN, DO IT TO ME, KEEP DOIN' IT TO ME, OHHHH, YEAH, FUCK MY ASS, FUCK MY ASS, FUCK MY FUCKIN' ASSSSSSSS!" Tina surrendered herself to the strange, new, sexual feelings Kevin was giving her. "Get fuckin' used to it, slut, this ain't gonna be no quick fuck in the sand," Kevin jolted her again and again, pouring out all his frustration, fears, and yes, ANGER just as he'd spent the whole day trying to pour out his cum, again and again and again to no avail. "I've fucked so much I'm gettin' fuckin' immune to it, this is gonna be one long, hard cockfuckin' roll in the sand until I feel my cum shootin' off inside your ass." "OHEHHGHEHH GOD, KEVIN, KEVIN, KEVIN, OHHHHHH FUCCCKKKKK...FUCCCCKK..." Tina cried out again and again as the last traces of anal pain evaporated and the strange feelings of sexual pleasure consumed her. This was nothing like getting fucked in the cunt. She felt his cock seemingly grow longer and thicker and harder with each jackhammer thust. She could hardly believe what the little punk was doing to her. Their sweet little virgin boy had turned into a monster sex maniac. "OHHHH YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, THAT'S IT BITCH, THAT'S IT, FUCK ME BACK, MOVE THAT ASS, FUCK ME BACK, FEEL MY COCK, FEEL MY COCK FUCKIN' RAPIN' YOUR ASS, MAN, OHHHH YEAH, YEAH, YEAHHHH...!" Kevin cried out in growing sexual pleasure, feeling his orgasm bearing down on him even as he bore down on the gripping asshole beneath him. "I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING AGAIN...I CAN'T BELIVE IT...OOEHHGEHGH FUCK, CUMMING AGAIN...AOGHEIAHOEIHROIEH FUCCCKKKKKKIK, KEVIN, OHHHYEAH STAY IN ME, DON'T MOVE, I WANT TO KEEP FEELING IT, FEELING YOUR COCK, FEELING HOW GOOD IT FEELS FOREVER!" Tina became a part of him, his long, hard, boy-cock, forever becoming a part of the gay little twelve-year-old school boy so powerfully fucking her. "CUM ALL YOU LIKE, MAN, BUT THAT AIN'T GONNA STOP ME FUCKIN' YOU, BITCH, YOU'RE GETTIN' IT, YOU'RE GETTIN' IT, FUCKIN' HARD, BITCH, GETTIN MY COCK, GONNA GET MY CUM, GONNA GET IT, GONNA FUCKIN' GET IT EIIEIIEIEIIEIAIIEIIGHEHHIIIIIIHHHH!!!" Kevin screamed out in an almost franic pitch, unsure if he could really handle handle the tremendous pace and plaeasure he'd unlocked within her. "YES, YES, YES, KEVIN, YES, FUCKIN' ME HARD, SOOOO FUCKIN' HARD, MAN, DRIVIN' YOUR COCK INTO ME, MAKIN' ME FUCKIN' CUM SOOOOO FUCKIN' HARD, MAN, OHHH YEAH, YEAH, YEAH,YEAHYEAHYEAHYEAH," Tina cried out in the throes of her asshole orgasm. Neither of the two were really aware of it at first, then it became louder, more raucous--applause, cheering, all around them, hoots, whistles and catcalls. They had an audience of appreciative fans cheering on their frantic sexual scuffle. Kevin stopped, gazing up, looking about, even as his cock wildly throbbed and pulsated deep in Tina's gripping, hot, juicy cunt. Though his body momentarily froze, his orgasm did not. "WHAT THE FUCCCCKKKK?!!!" "OHHHH YEAH, DO IT TO HER, MAN, FUCK HER MAN, DON'T STOP, KEEP FUCKIN' HER, KEEP MAKIN' HER CUM, KEVIN, KEEP DOIN' IT TO HER REALLY HARD!" Kevin heard Justin cheer him on. "OHHHHH MAN, YOU GOT HER REALLY CUMMIN' HARD, WOWWWWW!!" Colt cried as he jacked his cock wildly in response to the incredible sex show he was witnessing. "SHOOT IT, KEVIN, SHOOT YOUR CUM, SHOOT YOUR CUM INTO HER, MAN, DO IT TO HER, GIVE HER YOUR CUM, FUCK HER REALLY HARD AND GIVE HER YOUR CUM, KEVIN, SHOOT IT, SHOOT IT, SHOOT IT...!!!" Zac cried, knowing how important Kevin's breaking through this adolescent sexual barrier was to the boy. Tina whipped her head around, left, then right, seeing the circle of six to eight hard, naked men and boys gathered around, hovering over them, their cocks all drooling, if not actually spurting as they watched her orgasm explode inside her. Kevin pulled out, his cock wet but bearing no any evidence of having shot any cum inside Tina's cunt. "FUCK OFF, GUYS, CAN'T A GUY HAVE ANY PRIVACY WHEN HE FUCKS!" Kevin cried, trying to sound angry but realizing deep inside he enjoyed being the center of their sexual attention. "Privacy!" Colt laughed uproarously. "This is Ecstasy Island, their ain't no privacy here, ESPECIALLY when fucking!" "Anyone want sloppy seconds?" Zac laughed, readying his cock for just that. "Not now, my cunt's sore," Tina begged off despite her love of that cock. "This fuckin' SAND!" "And THAT fuckin' cock!" Justin pointed at Kevin's proud sex pistol, still pulsating with orgasmic pleasure, his laughter joining that of the others. "It ain't funny!" Tina cried defiantly, "Me and Kevin are gonna get married and have lots of fuckin' babies and...and..." "MARRIED!" nearly all of them hooted together in uproarous amusement "No fair, I want Kevin to marry ME!" Colt cried in derision. "Kevin's going to be my...my husband, right Kevin?" "Shit, I'll fuckin' marry you BOTH!" Kevin moved to out-shock them all, "We'll get a TRIPLE bed and you and Tina can take turns fuckin' me!" Kevin told Colt. "Just like they do NOW?" Zac guffawed, "only with rings, right?" "Do wedding rings come in sets of three?" Justin wondered aloud. "Hey, listen, Kevin, Zac and me, we'll both marry you if you like." "SURE, sounds great! Zac readily agreed, then paused, "Is that legal?" "Hey, this is Ecstasy, everything's legal here, even polygamy, this placed is a tiny island kingdom," Colt insisted, "Dad...King Jason rules; he's the one decides what's legal or not." "Can we all come to the wedding...cum AT the wedding...do we all get to...you know, not kiss the bride but FUCK the bride...all in the name of best wishes, of course." Zac satirized the whole thing. "How about a chorus of 'Get Them to the Church on Time!'" Jamie, the guest house host, chimed in. "Come on lets' get'em ready to get hitched," he laughed as he and the others hoisted the naked trio to their shoulders, carrying them off. "Which way's the church?" Justin laughed, staggering in the loose sand under the weight of the three naked revelers. "We ain't got no church," Tina laughed, starting to enjoy the rowdy excursion into sexual insanity. "We'll go wake your dad, he'll know what to do," Mikey from the harem insisted as they headed next door toward the main house. "You got the rings?" Danny cried as he joined in the game. "I wanna be the best man...err...boy, whatever...the one who makes the champagne toast." "You're too young to drink!" Devon insisted, helping bear the loud load as they all trudged off across the sand. "Shut the fuck up, so are you," Danny shot back, "God, these fuckers are heavy!" "I guess we won't have to worry about a tux or gown," Kevin laughed as he found the whole thing wildly funny...and fun. "We could get some paint and paint them on," Colt proposed "...still be naked but...but look like we're dressed for the occassion." "Then we could throw you all in the sea and wash it all off so you can be naked when you consumate your marriage," Zac added to the rediculous scenario. "Kevin seems to like her ass, Colt could fuck her cunt, they could all three cum at the same time!" "Shhhhhhh, dad's probably asleep," Tina cautioned as the mob navigated the double doors leading from the patio inside to the main house. "I thought that was the whole idea, to wake your old man and have him marry you," Justin joked none to quietly as they headed toward the stairs leading down to the master bedroom where they presumed the master of the house was slumbering. It was a barely nine p.m., probably a bit early for "the master" to turn in. "You guys got a wedding license?" Danny asked loudly, seeming almost drunk with excitement. Weddings seldom happened on Ecstasy Island. "You guys go find the preacher...or justice of the peace, whatever, I'll go look for some pen and paper, we'll make our own wedding license for them," Devon broke free of the meelee, heading for a computer desk nearby while the others carried the bride and grooms-to-be down the treacherous stairs. "Just Google 'fake marriage certificates'" Justin laughed as he alone carried young Colt down the steps in his arms. "Hurry, just get it printed out so we can make all this official!"