Date: Mon, 3 Sep 2012 20:12:04 -0400 From: John Marshall Subject: Ecstasy Renewed Chapter 16 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," and now continues with this story, "Ecstasy Renewed." Like the previous segment, this story from time to time takes the form of a series of interviews with various characters involved (all fictitious). It's unorthodox but quite seductive, as are the figures depicted. Like "Ecstasy Island" and "The Working Boys," 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. Once more, it 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: It has been brought to my attention that the fictitious sex drug, Duranol, mentioned in "Ecstasy Island" and the early chapters of "The Working Boys" is, in fact, the name of a heart medication with many adverse side effects. Thus, I changed the drug's name to Duralon. There will be much more involving this element of the story in "Ecstasy Renewed." If you like what you read, let me know at crackerjacker18@hotmail.com. ECSTASY RENEWED CHAPTER 16 "Let's go back the long way; show Derek around the island a little," Kevin implored his thirteen-year-old husband as the three of them left the terminal in the boys' signature hot pink golf cart. "That's the dining facility," Ronon began the tour, "Though it don't look like much from the road; this is the back." "Full size restaurant kitchen, seating for 148 plus a mirror-floored stage for the most obscene floor show you ever saw in your life." Kevin added. "I don't know, the one on the boat was pretty..." Derek recalled interviewing the show's director. "TWICE as obscene as that," Kevin insisted. "We've even had guys in the crowd FAINT!" "The guys come down from a two-storey circular staircase fucking their boys as they descend. The show features THREE orgasmic sequences plus a grand finale when they invite the guest to climb up on the stage and shoot cum with them." "Takes two days to clean up the mess afterwards," Kevin laughed. "And this is the fabled 'Pleasure Pit' you've probably heard so much about," Ronon pointed as they slowly continued down the road. "It's a 360 amplitheater, five tiers of seats descending to a pit where each night we have a Duralon-5 orgy lubricated with generous quanties of tasty condiments." "Chocolate syrup tonight, whipped cream tomorrow night, olive oil the next night, spaghetti with marinara Tuesday night, cherry ice cream Wednesday night...I forget, what's Thursday night?" Kevin reeled off the schedule. "Strawberry jam," Ronon filled in the blank. "And Louisiana hot sauce Friday night," Kevin proclaimed proudly. "Hot sauce?" Derek repeated in disbelief. "Hey, they're so out of their minds fuckin' each other, they hardly notice," Kevin added. "Cost a fuckin' fortune and it makes a little cum on the mirrors next door seem like fingerprint smudges," Ronon acknowledged. They drove up around a loop looking down on the social facilities. "There's a new park we just opened, nice little lake in the middle, two gazebo like thingies out over the water with beds for fucking, plus another one on a lower level with the restrooms and a spa. Lots of benches and soft grasses for those who want a a sexual encounter closer to nature," Ronon pointed out. "Like ants, worms, mosquitoes..." Kevin elaborated humorously. "No mosquitos...we spray for mosquitoes weekly. "Lots of bird shit though," Kevin insisted. "Yeah, the seagulls add a certain...ambience...to the place...among other things," Ronon admitted. "This is the causeway to the atoll, the outer ring which creates the lagoon." Kevin continued the tour as they hung a left. "We have a place next door the Jim Loin, the chairman of the board of Cox International," Ronon pointed to a large, white, minimalist mansion with a broad deck, causing it to seemingly floating atop a small hill, one of the higher points on the island. "ACTING chairman of the board," Kevin was quick to note. "Ten years is hardly a temporary position," Ronon sought to keep his husband's ego within legal bounds. "And even when you turn 21, it's hardly a sure thing." "That's our place," Kevin changed the subject...master bedroom upstairs, with our pleasure boy having his own room downstairs...you'll be sleeping with...well, maybe not much sleeping, but..." "I'm already scheduled to 'sleep' with about ten other guys...and two or three girls...four, actually," Derek noted as they pulled to a stop in the lower-level carport. "Don't count on it, NO one sleeps on Ecstasy," Ronon laughed. "We're probably the most sleep-deprived country on earth." "What's that big building way off over there?" Derek pointed as they got out of the golf cart. "That's the Cox Pharm research facility," Kevin told him proudly. "Man, you wouldn't BELIEVE some of the shit they got goin' on over there," Ronon shook his head in dismay. "We'll take you over there tomorrow, you can volunteer, if you like," Kevin baited Derek. "If you dare," Ronon winked. "That building connected there to the right is the world-wide Duralon production center." "Cox MAKES Duralon here?" Derek said in surprise. "I didn't know that." "Yeah, in other countries, they impose so many restrictions...plus the quality control is much tighter here than in China where we used to make the stuff," Kevin noted. "The place turns out about a million pills a day. We ship all over the world. The Arousal will go back fully loaded with enough Duralon for one billion, 345-million orgasms." "Give or take a spurt or two," Ronon smirked as he wrapped his arm lovingly around Derek's waist and escourted him up to the main level. "The big glass structure just beyond Cox is the housing facility we're working on for Cox Pharm employees," Ronon pointed out. "It'll be open in a few more weeks--72 units, pool and gym in the basement all right on the beach." "I bet THEY really consume the Duralon," Derek laughed. "Some do, most don't...or only rarely," Kevin explained. "Cox discourages it, cuts into productivity if all the employees keep having sex on the job." "But...they're all still naked, right?" Derek questioned. "Hey, it's the law of the land, I decreed it." Kevin smirked as they went inside. Waiting for them just inside the front door was the most incredibly beautiful of all the dozens of incredibly beautiful young boys Derek had seen in coming to Ecstasy. "This lovely work of art is Michelangelo," Ronon introduced him, "though we call him David for short." "David?" Derek looked at Ronon askance. "You know, Michelangelo's David?" Ronon clarified, "doesn't he look a lot like him?" "Only cuter," their David insisted. "And somwhat younger," Derek noted. "I know, it's impolite to ask how old..." "Could I get you a drink?" David asked, stepping behind the bar just inside. "I don't think so," Derek replied, "these two right here have all I need to drink for now." "Dinner will be served in about an hour, so you'll have time for a couple quick orgasms," David informed him. "The master bedroom is through the double doors to your left, but with these two, the middle of the floor seems to be just as likely." "He's Italian...has certain preconceived notions as to what's proper," Kevin hung on to Derek like the man might escape before he had a chance to get at his cock. "He's fuckin' INCREDIBLE in bed though...downright magical with a cock in his mouth," Ronon acknowledged. "Or up your fuckin' ass, god, he knows how to do things to your prostate...ohhhh fuck, I cum so hard..." Kevin gushed as the three of them fell naked to the huge round bed dominating the surprisingly modest sized master bedroom. "Mmmmmmmm, yeahhhh," Ronon moaned as Derek went straight for the boy's six inches. Derek found that while he used to be able to take the whole length, Ronon had apparently grown another inch in the past six month. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmm" Derek did some moaning too as Kevin gobbled as much as he could handle, sucking down on better than half. "Ohhhhhhh fuck, just like old times," Ronon gasped in pleasure as he reveled in the sexual ecstasy for which the island was named. "Ohhhh yeah, yeah, love what you're doin' to me, what you're doin' to my cock, man, ohhhh fuck, fuck yes, yes, suck me, man, suck my cock, suck that fucker, man. suck me off, suck me off, Derek, suck me and suck me and ohhehahehhrh fuck suck that cock, man, ohhh god, yes, I'd forgotten how good you suck, ohhh yeah, show that cock a really good time, man, oagheoiaehhrhehhaehh fuck, the feeling...the feeling is incredible, man, ohahhehahhe, god, I've been waiting for this ever since back at the terminal, watching he twins fuck the twins. Derek could feel his cum cumming, he was starting to get close, whether it was what Kevin was so expertly doing to his cock, or the sexual ecitement of once more being able to suck Ronon, Derek wasn't sure, but he sure could feel the pleasure mounting with every stroke. He knew it wouldn't take long. The anticipation of being naked with the boys again was too great to hold off." "You gonna cum?" Kevin asked, lifting his head briefly from Derek's cock. "Ohhhh fuck, keep suckin', don't stop, don't even pause, just keep sucking, ohghaehhehr fuck, damned right I'm gonna cum, man, ooahhehahehrh god, with a cute little fucker like you slurpin' away down there, oahhehahehh yeahhhh," Derek gasped as he took his own advice and once more attacked Ronon's soaring fuckstick. "Cum with me, Derek, aoheoaiehoirh god, you're gettin' me close, man, oahehhahehr fuck, fuck, fuck, I can feel it...I can feel it gettin' close, my cum's risin', you're getting me sooo close, keep suckin' me, keep suckin' my cock, soooo hard, oahhehaheh fuck, feels sooooo goooood, ahgoeiaoieh, the feeling, the feeling, the feeeling, the...FEEEELINNGGGHHHHH, OHHHHHH FUCK THE FEELING, I'M CUMMING, CUMMING, HAOEIHOAIEHORHE GOD, SHOOTIIN' MY CUM, NOW, GHOEIHAOEIHR GOD, WHAT A FEELING, AHEHAEHHIREIHGHEHHHGHHAEHHIEIOGOEHHHHHH..." Ronon cried out in blissful sexual ecstasy, his voice deeper, more mature, no longer having the tendency to crack in the middle of the orgasmic outcry both he and his mother were known for. "AIOAEOAHEHREHHEHRHHGHHHHHHH GOD, GOD, GOD, DEREK, SUCK IT, SUCK IT, SUCK IT, MAN, SUCK MY COCK, SUCK MY COCK, SUCK ME OFF, SUCK ME OFFFFF....OAGHEHAHERH FUCK, SUCKIN' ME OFFFFFFFFF...SOOOO GOOOD...SOOOOO HARD, INCREDIBLE, INCREDIBLE...AOHGEAOIEIIEIAIEH...AHEHAEIRIEAIEIOHHAEHHGHHEHH...EOIGHAHEHHRHHGHHHhhhhhhhhh!!!" "OHHHAHEHHEHRHH FUCK, YOU ON D-4, KID, AHOEAEHRHEHHHHGOD, YOU SHOT SO MUCH CUM, SO...LONG...THAT'S ABOUT THE WILDEST ORGASM I'VE EVER KNOWN YOU TO...AGHOEOIAEREHHEIHGHEHHAHE GOD, KEVIN, SUCK ME OFFF, MAN, CUMMMING, CUMMMING, SHOOTIN' MY CUMMMMM...AOGEAOEIHROEIGOD, BOY, YOU'RE REALLY GOOD, REALLY GETTIN' REALLY FUCKIN' GOOOOOOODDDDD...OEOAHEHRHHEHHHGOD, YEAH, YEAH, GIVE ME AN ORGASM, BOY, GIVE ME AN ORGASM I WON'T SOON FORGET, AGOHEHOAIEROIEH GOD, YOU'RE THE ORGASM KING AROUND HERE, MAN, AOGIHEOAIHEORIH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, SUCK IT, SUCK IT, SUCK IT, AGHOEIAHEOIHE YEAH, KEVIN, KEEP SUCKIN' IT LIKE THAT, KEEP SUCKIN' THE CUM RIGHT OUTTA MY BALLS, MANNNANENNANE OHHGHHEHH YEAH, YEAH, THE FEELING IS SOOOO FUCKIN' INCREDIBLE, GHAOIOEHRHAOEHHR GOD, GOD, GHEOIAHEORIHEOHO!!!" "oHHHHHHHHHHhhhh fuck, I think YOU'RE the one on D-4, that was quite a load...one hell of an ejaculation," Ronon noted as he watched his husband devour not just Derek's cock but every drop of the man's prodigeous blast of man-cum. He knew from personal experience that Kevin was probably the best cocksucker, for his age, at least, he'd ever known, but Kevin was apparently eager to show Derek's cock a really good time. It looked like he'd suck-seeded. "Man, that was quite a load," Kevin finally pulled off Derek's still-hard Duralon cock, "I'd forgotten how good your cum tasted." "Come up here, now, little man, let me have a go at that hot little...whoa, boy, not quite so little any more, boy-cock of yours," Derek drew the child's delicate, sweet boy-body up into his arms, then sucked down on Kevin's stiff hairless young member. "Oooahhahehhhh fuck, Derek, yeah, love how you suck a cock, love how good you can make it feel, love how goood you make me feel all over, like I'm having a full-body orgasm," Kevin gasped as he savored the growing, internal, sexual itch Derek was tormenting. "Make me cum, now, make me cum, make me cum, just like you did Ronon, make me cum nowwwwwww!" "You sure you're ready?" Derek lifted his lips from the boy's cock to tease him. "Close..." Kevin gasped, words seemingly failing him as his slender little boy-body trembled and quaked in Derek's grip, his slender lightly tanned loins heaving and thrusting into Derek's face. "Cum, on Kevin, give him your cock, just like you do me when we suck each other," Ronon urged, sitting up beside his husband and their adult lover, "Ohhhhhh, god, once he gets his hips goin', once he starts those pelvic thrusts...man, he fucks just like a RABBIT, really hard an fast," Ronon marveled at Kevin's petite little boy-body capable of such intense, such rapid sexual movement. "I can feel it," Kevin warned. "I can feel it, man, I can feel it, ohhhahehhh fuck, ghoeiahoeirho getting sooo close, sooo....sooooAHEAIEIOAHERHHAAHEHRHEHHG, GOD, THE FEELING, GHOEOAEHOREIHOI YEAH, DEREK, SUCK ME, SUCK ME SUCK ME, MAN, SUCK ME OFF, SUCK ME OFF, SUCK ME FUCKIN' OFFFFFFFF, GHOAOEIRHE GOD, SUCK ME FUCKIN' OFFFFFFFF!" "DID HE SHOOT?" Ronon asked anxiously. "DID HE SHOOT ANY CUMMMMMMM?" Ronon moved to investigate for any telltale wetness. "I don't think so, but he sure as hell tried," Derek licked around the boy's hairless young four-inch plus boy-cock, marveling at how much it had grown since the last time he'd sucked it. "I figure he will any day now, as much as we suck...and fuck...and do all kinds of other stuff," Ronon proclaimed. "I can't WAIT to taste his cum!" "Any cock hairs?" Derek probed, finding none. "Probably still too young he's not even twelve yet; for most boys that's about the minimum age for puberty." "OHHHAHHAHHHHHH FUCCCKKKK, DEREK, FUCCCCCKKK...FUCCKKKK, THAT WAS GOOD, OHHHH MAN, I NEEDED THAT, MAN, I BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO THAT...AHGHEHHAEHRHHE GOD, STILL FEELIN' IT...FEEELIN' IT, DEEP DOWN INSIDE ME, STILL FEELING...hoaohehahehr oaooghehhh, ooeiaehhghhehhg," Kevin jerked in the lingering, jolting spasms of his orgasmic pleasure." "He does that when he cums, kind of spazzes out...sometimes he goes on jerkin' and humping around for several minutes," Ronon reported, even without D-4, which I think he gets into once in a while." "Ohhhh, like and you DON'T," Kevin cried, starting to come down from his sexual high. "I just can't help it...dry cums... you remember dry cums don't you, Derek?" "Vaguely," Derek laughed, "it's been a few years though." "They feel really intense," Ronon recalled, "sometimes almost painful, a really tight, aching feeling. But when you start shooting cum...the feeling as it churns up from your balls, then when you're prostate starts pumpin', you feel your cum surging the length of your cock...mannnnn...nothing in the world feels that good." "Dinner is served," David announced as he stood imperiously over the sex-sated trio, his hard young boy-cock jutting straight up before his slender, probably shaven loins. "Would you like to eat from the china or lick it off the sheets?" "Errr...I...we'll be taking our sustenance in the dining area," Ronon replied as he lethargically roused himself from their rumpled pleasure pad. "Good, marinara is SOOO hard to get outta the sheets," David huffed in leaving. "Is he always like that...sounds like an English butler with an Italian accent," Derek smiled induligently as he followed Ronon's cute, sexy little ass to dinner. "I think that's why we like him," Ronon explained. "He's cute...beautiful even, wildly pleasurable in bed, but with a hell of an attitude. Even though we're a couple bigwigs in EcstasyInc now, he don't take no shit off of us or anyone else." "Yeah, he thinks of us as just a couple snot-nosed kids who've gotten too big for our cocks," Kevin added as they eased themselves into stylish, contemporary swivel dining chairs. "Bigwigs now, huh?" Derek siezed upon Ronon's words. "Exactly what is it you two underaged tycoons do here?" "I'm the DOB, Kevin's the DOT," Ronon didn't explain much. "Alphabet soup is NOT on the menu," David informed the two as he set salads before them. "Sorry," Ronon appologized, as much to David as to Derek, "DOB means dean of boys, DOC means director of orientation and training." "The two jobs kind of go hand in hand, I help him, he helps me," Kevin added. "When new guys get here...we get about five to ten a week now, they spend the first eight to ten days at the 'dorm.'" "Better know as the cradle," David translated. "Kevin goes over and 'rocks' the cradle," Ronon explained further, "wakes them up every morning with a blow job and tucks them in each night with a good, hard, ass-fucking." "There's a little more to it than that, but..." Kevin said as they ate. "Me, I'm the 'father figure' around here," Ronon went on. "Hmph," David sneered "...twelve years old?" "Thirteen," Ronon corrected. "Kevin plays patty-cock with eight or ten, I have almost two-HUNDRED horny young fuckers to ride herd on day in and day out, which makes me second only to the manager of the place." "And who's that? Do I get to meet him?" Derek asked anxiously. "No," Kevin laughed. "Ohhh," Derek reacted in surprise. "They FIRED him," David put in. "They? You mean YOU two?" Derek questioned. "EcstasyInc, some wise asses in Nassau, not sure why yet," Ronon went on. "For mollesting young boys, perhaps?" Derek joked. "Who knows, maybe for NOT mollesting young boys, for all I know," Ronon laughed. "But I intend to find out." "So, that means you're actually RUNNING the place for now," Derek suggested. "HAAAAAA!" David guffawed. "David, go fuck yourself," Ronon reacted, a smiled barely concealed behind his sweetly beautiful face. "Jim Loin's actually in charge, though none too happily, from what I hear," Kevin explained. "He's the big shot at..." Ronon began. "Yes, you told me that earlier," Derek interrupted. "I take it he's not too thrilled with the added responsibility?" "That's putting it mildly," David noted. "His fuck-boy said he's about to take this place apart cock by cock." "His...FUCK-boy exaggerates," Ronon smiled. "I've had some added responisbilities but..." "Like finding enough chocolate syrup for the ogry tonight?" Kevin inserted. "I told you, we'l use a little corn syrup...there's a whole barrel of that in the warehouse...mix it in, no one will ever notice," Ronon continued. "The routine stuff I can handle...Jim takes care of the rest." "Thinks he's too good to run Ecstasy," David huffed as he gathered up their dirty dishes from the first course. "He's not one of David's favorite cocks," Kevin said under his breath. "THE MAN'S A HORSE'S ASS...NO, THAT'S TOO KIND, HE'S A JACKASS!" David yelled from the kitchen. "Watch what you say around here, he's got ears as big as his COCK," Ronon whispered. "I'm hoping they'll find someone for the job this week," Kevin sighed. "Ronon's been getting downright bitchy from the stress." "I have NOT," Ronon objected. "It's been two weeks, pretty soon, the 'routine' stuff get's so it's not so 'routine' anymore." "He practically bit my cock off in mid-blowjob the other night when I suggested he'd better spend more time in the office," Kevin smirked. "I hate that place...a regular pit of vipers, especially since Brandon's been gone," Ronon sighed, "He was the former island overseer." "No idea why they sacked him?" Derek probed. "Ohhh, LOTS of ideas...nothing worth getting fired for, but..." Kevin explained. "He was too NICE," David put it susinctly. "Which fits the description of someone ELSE I know around here too." "He's right about the first part," Ronon agreed. "Brandon knew this place from the ground up, supervised the reconstruction, the building, getting the boys organized, the first guests, everyone loved him. His leaving came as quite a jolt." "Man, you wouldn't believe what they did with this place, practically tore everything down and started from scratch," Kevin told Derek in amazement. "I hardly recognized the island when I came back...the house, the warehouse, the slave quarters..." "Slave quarters?" Derek raised one eyebrow. "He's kidding," Ronon laughed. "Old Jason Cox...Kevin's grandfather, had this lavish pleasure palace built next door to the main house where he kept his harem of teenaged boys." "A hurricane last year pretty well wrecked the place," Kevin added. "Even the landscape is changed...amazing how a few bulldozers can grow an island...the place is about TWICE as big now as what I remember." "EcstasyInc stole some people from Disney--real miracle workers," Ronon smiled as they ate. "Just from what I've seen since Kevin and I came here six months ago, it's unbelievable...and FAST!" "They're putting finishing touches on the big residential tower for Cox Pharm people now," David explained. "Fifty-four units, they've got eighteen finished...people moving in this weekend." Ronon said proudly. "You have to supervise that too?" Derek asked. "No, oh god no, we have a temporary facilities manager...that's another job coming open soon, though," Ronon worried. "Brad's agreed to stay until we get a new manager and we can find someone to take over his job." "Would you like me to clear the dishes or would you rather I make myself available for more pleasurable pursuits?" David suggested as they finished eating. "You kidding? The dishes can WAIT!" Kevin cried as they got up, "let's all go FUCK some more." David stood stiffly and observed the group, "Will that be ONE Duralon or TWO?" "Can't you COUNT?' Kevin replied just as stiffly, "Make it THREE!"