Date: Thu, 5 Nov 2015 06:59:20 +0000 From: John Marshall Subject: Jason Turns Ten - Chapter Two 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. This story picks up ten years after Jackin' Jack Cox with many of the characters from that story reappearing as adults as well as several new juvenile characters. The sexual encounters are primarily 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. I answer all e-mails. JASON TURNS TEN CHAPTER TWO Jason Cox was startled upon returning to his bed dowstairs on the main level of the house. There, covered only by a sheet, was a lump he assumed had to be his little brother, Jet. "What the fuck you doin' over here?" "Where you been? I heard something. It scared me. I came over here to be with you and...you were gone." Jet told him in soft, frightened little bursts, his fear easing as Jason slipped naked beneath the sheet next to him. "It sounded like mom...screaming. She have a bad dream?" Jet whispered as he lay on his side clinging nakedly to his older brother for comfort. "I heard it to," Jason told him as he lay on his back staring up at the ceiling, feeling his little brother's three-inch cocklet hardening against his hip. His own was starting to rise too. "I went up to check...see what was... Hey! How come you're humping my hip?" Jason reacted in surprise to Jet's instinctive sexual movements beside him. "Cause it feels good," Jet confessed innocently. "What was mom screaming about, was dad fuckin' her or something?" "Fuckin' her?" Jason repeated his brother's words, startled by his innocent little brother's insight. Maybe he wasn't quite as innocent as he'd though. "She havin' an orgasm?" Jet asked as he continued rubbing his cock against Jason's thigh. "Orgasm? What the hell do you know about orgasms?" Jason had to ask, realizing for the first time that maybe his brother knew more about sex than HE did. "When people have sex, they have orgasms," Jet told him. "Skeet says it feels good and that's why people fuck and that's why they make babies...cause it FEELS good." "Skeet told you all that?" Jason reacted in surprise. "Skeet's eleven now. He knows all about sex and orgasms and stuff, cause Pete told him all about it." Jet revealed. "And Pete's thirteen so, of course, he knows all about it and he's fucked and sucked and had lots and lots of orgasms, right?" Jason reacted sarcastically. "I don't think so," Jet said honestly. "I think him and Skeet play with each other's cocks sometimes, though." "Why you say that?" Jason wanted to know. "Skeet says white stuff squirts outta Pete's cock sometimes," Jet went on. "That means Pete can shoot sperm and he's old enough to have orgasms, right?" "I suppose...will you STOP that, you're gettin' me hard," Jason pushed his little brother aside. "You love it," Jet laughed, suddenly whipping the sheet down from both their naked boy-bodies, revealing Jason's five-inch erection. He rolled back and humped his cock still harder against Jason's naked hip and thigh while at the same time grabbing his brother's hard, throbbing cock and stroking it a time or two. "You horny little fuck," Jason cried in surprise; then to Jet's surprise, suddenly pulled his slender, little boy-body over on top of his own, their cocks meshing side by side as Jason did a little humping himself. "Whoooooooo, man, you're callin' MEEE horny?" Jet reacted laughing, then matching his older brother stroke for stroke. "This is almost like fuckin', right?" "I wouldn't know about that," Jason insisted innocently. He was, in fact, literally telling the truth, just not the WHOLE truth, recalling his dad's orders not to tell Jet about what had happened upstairs that night. "Skeet's right, it does feel good," Jet giggled. "We gonna have orgasms together?" "If you don't stop fuckin' me like...ahhahhehhahheh fuck...like that," Jason gasped as several sudden spasms of sexual pleasure coursed throuh his heaving, thrusting, naked groin. "Aahhhahhahh fuck, Jet we...we better...stop...we better..." "No...don't stop...feels too good...feels too good to stop," Jet objected as he felt a strange, inexplicable pleasure growning stronger and stronger in his thin, naked loins. "I think I'm gonna have one of them orgasm thingies." "Ohhhhhhh god, Jet, I'm feeling it too," Jason cried suddenly he he held Jet's head in both hands and kissed his little brother hard on the lips. "Hey! What'd you do THAT for?" Jet reacted in surprise and distaste. "It's what people do when they have sex," Jason told him. "They kiss a lot." "We're having SEX?" Jet reacted. The thought had never once occurred to him. "I think so," Jason almost laughed at his little brother's sweet innocense. "OHhhhhhh fuck, keep doin' that, keep doin' that thing...rubbin' your cock against...ahhhaeiiaierhhhghh mine...ahghhhahehhhh fuck, feelin' good..." "You gonna shoot that white stuff like Pete?" Jet asked as he instinctively increased his fucking movement to a very nearly rabbit-like pace. "Ahahhahhh god, feeling better and better and better. You still wanna stop?" "NO!" Jason cried out, then a second later, "aarAHHIIEAHHHEHHHEHHHGHHHHHH FUCCCCKKKKK...AHGHEAIERHOIHOIH FUCK, CUMMING, AGHHEHAHEHIIIAH FEELING IT, CUMMMING, CUMMMING, AHGHHEHAHEHH GOD, JET, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, KEEP FUCKIN' MY COCK LIKE THAT KEEP MAKIN' ME CUM...AHGHEHAHEHHHH FUCK, FUCK FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!" "DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP, I'M HAVING AN ORGASM...AHHAHHHAHAHHH, SKEET WAS RIGHT, IT...AHGHHHHAHHEHH FUCK, FEELS...FEELS... OHHHHMIIIIGODDDD...SOOO WEIRD, SO AWESOME, SO...OAHHHAHHH FUCK...I'M FEELING IT...I'M FEELING IT REALLY GOOD, REALLY HARD, AHGHEHHAEHHH FUCK, JASON, KEEP DOIN' IT, KEEP MAKIN' US ORGASM TOGETHER....AHGEHAHAEHHRHH FUCK, I LOVE TO ORGASM WITH YOU, JASON, AHGHEHHAEHOAEIHHHHAHHH..." Jet suddenly unleashed a barrage of kisses all over Jason's neck lips, nose, and face. "Damn, man, you're slobbering all over me, stop it," Jason reacted in disgust. "Thought you didn't like kissing." "MAKES ME...AHGHEAHEHRIOHOIH CUM HARDER...MAKES IT FEEL BETTER AND BETTER. KISS ME, JASON, KISS ME, KEEP KISSIN' ME, KEEP MAKIN' US CUM AND CUM AND CUMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmm," Jet gasped as he felt his virginal sexual pleasure begin to ebb gently. "Its...it's goin' away..." He sobbed softly against Jason's lips. "You thought it would last forever?" Jason last. "Skeet said young guys like us could fuck for hours and not get tired," Jet sighed remorsefully. "You tired?" Jason teased. "A little," Jet admitted. "No...not really, let's do that again." "You see, Skeet was right," Jason pointed out. "You CAN do it for hours and not get tired, but your cock does. Look at yours now." "Looks like a dead worm," Jet laughed. Then seeing his brother's, "Yours too...a dead snake maybe." "AIAIEHAERIIAOEHHEHIIEAHEHIAOHGHGHAHHHHhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Both boys jolted as the once more heard their mother's cry of orgasmic ecstasy. "He did it to her again," Jason sighed, laughing. "If they don't stop fuckin' each other like that we're gonna end up with a baby brother one of these days," Jason joked. "Or sister?" Jet added, once more hugging Jason. "I love you, Jason," he said, kissing him again, long and hard on the lips. "Go to bed Jetson, I don't think I can cum again tonight," Jason pleaded, realizing what his little brother was up to. "I can," Jet boasted proudly. "Then you just trot back to your own bed and jack the hell outta that horny little cock of yours," Jason all but kicked him out of bed. "Just scream your fuckin' head off when you cum. Let mom and dad know WE'RE havin' orgasms down here, too." "How do you do that?" Jet asked naively. What he and Jason had done a moment ago had been totally instinctive. The mechanics of "jacking the hell outta his horny little cock" was quite beyond him. "You dumbass, just wrap your fist around that thing and...try spittin' on it first...then start strokin' it," Jason told him. "You'll know what to do." "And that'll make me orgasm again?" Jet reacted in surprise and no small amount of glee. Really?" "Really," Jason replied, rolling over on his side away from his horny little brother. He pulled the sheet over his naked body, trying to go back to sleep. "Gee, that's all there is to it," Jet muttered to himself as he returned to his bed and flopped down naked, spread-eagle on his back and began to test his newfound sexual toy. ------------------------- "Where you goin'?" Susan Cox asked as she felt her husband pull his nearly eight-inch cock from her clinging cunt. "Downstairs...to check on the boys. I think I heard something down there," Jack told her as he wiped his dripping cock on the bedsheet. "You probably woke'em up when you..." "Jack, forgodsake, I...I can't help...when you..." Susan began. "And half the deceased population on the island," Jack continued, heading for the balcony railing, peering over it, expecting to see both the boys playing naked fun and games down below. He didn't. Somewhat relieved, he headed for the stairs. "Sounds like she enjoyed THAT one," Des remarked as Jack passed his brother-in-law's sleeping area at the opposite end of the giant loft. "Right," Jack acknowledged. "Your turn now, she's still hot to trot." "I'll pass," Des told him. "She keeps insisting on condoms all the time." "Sorry, that's my idea," Jack admitted. "What we DON'T need around here right now is some inbred little idiot bastard running around the place, crying fuck me, someone, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me..." "I...I see your point," Des admitted aloud long after Jack was out of earshot. They'd been lucky over the years. He and his sister had incestuously blended their sexual juices so often he was amazed he'd never impregnated her sometime along the way. It was dark downstairs. Jack stepped carefully, the boys weren't the neatest creatures on earth when it came to keeping their "stuff" picked up and sleeping area straightened. Legos under bare feet a time or two had made him cry out louder than his wife when he fucked her. Jason appeared to be asleep. But when Jack moved closer to Jet's bed, he was startled to see the naked little body of his nine-year-old son sprawled out on his back, legs widespread, stroking his three-inch cocklet like there was no tomorrow. He had to smile at himself. The sight was one of the most obscenely beautiful he'd ever witnessed. Seeing the little guy pleasuring himself, coupled with the warm, fatherly love he felt for his younger son, was almost more than he could stand. A dim, bluish nightlight, and a full moon invading through the balcony sliders, gave the young boy's exquisitely seductive little prepubescent body such a glow of wonderous beauty, he could not tear his eyes from the scene. "Ohhhhhhh fuccckkkkkk..." Jet gasped softly, startling his father for a moment, causing him to think he'd been seen spying on the boy. Then Jack realized the boy was merely feeling the aching sexual pleasure rising within his thin, naked loins. He crept a bit closer. "Aahhahhhhh feels gooooood," Jet murmurred softly to himself as he jacked his cock harder and harder, feeling the newfound pleasure of the night once more rising within his trembling groin. Jack knew instinctively the boy was nearing a point of no return. He's jacked off too many boys in his young life to not recognize the symptoms of aching sexual pleasure his nine-year-old son was enjoying. "Uhhhhh...uhhhhh...uhhhhhhhhhh...ahhahhahhhhh fuck, I'M GONNA...CUMMMMMMMMMMMM!" Jack heard Jet suddenly cry out. Instinctively he wanted to hush the boy but he was too far away to do so quietly, and startling the boy in the middle of what appeared to be a rather excruciating dry cum would be even worse. Jack looked down, seeing his own hard monster cock soaring up excitedly from his slender, powerful naked loins. He reached for it, stroking himself a few times, then suddenly felt his fourth or fifth orgasm of the night nearly strangle him with titanic bursts of sexual pleasure. Cum shot from his cock landing nearly three feet away. He struggled to endure his powerful ejaculating spurts silently. He counted four. He usually shot six or eight. It had been a long night. He backed off quietly, heading back across the dining area to the living room (there were few walls in their minimalist abode) to the lighted, "floating" stairs. He hoped his wife and drifted off to sleep. He dreaded thought of having to service her sexually yet another time that night. ------------------------------- "Where's your brother?" Jack asked as Jason sort of half stumbled and half staggered into the kitchen the next morning. He wore a towel tide around his naked waist from having just showered. Jack, clad in his white, terry robe, had fixed a stack of pancakes kept warm in a shafing dish. "He's still in bed. He didn't sleep very well last night," Jason excused his brother's absense. It was allmost nine a.m. "Where's mom?" "She's still upstairs," Jack looked toward the living room stairs, half expecting to see her coming down, awakened by the smell of breakfast. "She...uhhh...didn't sleep well last night either." "How many times did you two fuck?" Jason asked offhandedly. "How many...Jason...forgodsakes, you don't ask such personal questions. That's between a man and his wife," Jack admonished the boy. Then, after a moment, "FOUR." "God, dad, you're such a stud," Jason teased his father. "And look, you got a hardon again already," Jason noted as he saw the circumcised head of his father's cock poking out between the folds of the robe. "Really...you think SOOOO," Jack laughed as he suddenly reach out and whipped the towel from around his son's slender, naked hips. "Looks like you're something of a stud yourself." Jason was every bit as hard as his father. "You wanna suck it?" Jason asked thrusting forward his nake pelvis and hard, throbbing, boy-cock obscenely. "SUCK IT!" Jack cried in surprise. "Listen my horny little stud-muffin, I jacked you off...once...in the heat of passion. Where do you get the idea I'm gonna keep providing you orgasms on demand 24-7?" "Uhhhhhh...you made the first move, not me," Jason smiled as he nakedly hugged his father, reaching up, pulling Jack's head down and kissing him with surprising passion and force. "My god, Jason, we haven't even had breakfast...and what if your mother walked in...or worse, Jet?" Jack worried as he nonetheless pressed his surging hard cock into the boy's tight, slim abdomen. "God, you got me so horny..." "Suck me, fucker, you know you want to," Jason insisted as he slipped his father's robe from his shoulders, leaving them both naked, heaving and humping their rigidly hard cocks at each other. Suddenly to Jason's squealing delight, his father lifted him by the hips and stood him on a kitchen chair then completely swallowed his son's cock. "HOoooooooOOOO MY GOD...Ahhhhhhhhh fuuuuuccckkkk!" Jason cried out in surprise. His dad was at least as good at sucking his cock as his Uncle Des had been the night before. Instantly he began to face-fuck his dad with amazing sexual gusto. "Ohhhhhhh god, dad, suck that fucker!" "Mmmmmmm..." Jack hummed, his son's rigid boy-cock pistoning halfway down his throat. "Better'n breakfast," He managed between thrusts. "Ohhhhh yeah, dad, milk me, man, milk my cock, dad, suck me off, suck me offf, suck me completely offffff," Jason gasped as he threw every ounce of his slender little naked boy-body into the heaving, pounding act of sexual pleasure his dad was giving him. "Keep doin' it, keep doin' it like that, keep suckin' me, suckin' me, suckin' me, ahghhahehhrhhhhh fuck, dad, yeah, yeah, yeah, like that man, suck it hard, suck it deep, aoohahhahhh yeah, suck it fast...ahahhahhh fuck, faster, harder, fahgheaeaoeaiehaohaoi, yeah, make me cum, dad, make me cum, make me cum, I wanna shoot it this time, straight down your motherfuckin' cocksuckin' throat, man." "My god, Jason where'd you learn such dirty talkin'..." Jack gasped as his son's obscenities assaulted his ears. "Shut up and just SUCK me," Jason cried as he once more thrust his pulsating cock between his dad's lips and halfway down the man's throat. "OHhhhahhah fuck, I need to cum...need to cum soooo bad, ahghahehhaheh god, dad, to it to me, give me an orgasm, man, suck me off, make me feel it, make me really feeeeeelllll...ohhahahhh god, you're gettin' me there, man. Doin' it to me, doin' it to me, man, suckin' me...suckin' me off, man, oahghehhahe yeah, yeah, gettin' close, dad, keep suckin' me, keep suckin' me really fast and hard, ahghoeiahoeh god, the feeling, the feeling, gonna....gonna do it...gonna...gonna...GONNNNNNNAAAA AHGHEAEIAOIEHOAHEIIIIEIAOHEOHIGH DOOOOO ITTTTTT, AOIEHOGIHEOIHA FUCK DAD, MAKIN' ME CUMMMM...AHGOEIAHOEIHR GOD, YEAH, ORGASM ME, MAN ORGASM THE HELL OUTTA ME, MAN, KEEP SUCKIN' ME LIKE THAT, AGHEAHEHHHAHHH GOD, FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOOD, FEEELS SOOOOO FUCKIN' GOOD WHEN YOU SUCK MY COCK, DAD, GHAOIEHROIH MAN, YOU REALLY SUCK GOOD, YOU REALLY KNOW HOW TO MAKE A BOY'S COCK REALLY JUMP FOR JOY....AGHEAOIEIIAEHOHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Jack let Jason's throbbing, hard, cocklet escape his lips, replacing it with his hand and just as rapidly masturbating it, stroking it, watching the tip, expecting...or at least hoping...he'd triggered whatever it was inside his son that would allow the boy his first ejaculating orgasms. "DID I SHOOT...FELT LIKE IT, DID I SHOOT?" Jason cried anxiously. "Did you taste my cum?" "Sorry, not a drop, kid...maybe next time...you're only ten now, gees, that'd be really early for you to start producing sperm," Jack sought to appease the naked little boy in his arms as he gripped him around his slender, trembling loins and lifted him down from the chair. He guessed his son weighed no more than about seventy-five pounds. "OOooohhhhhh fuck, that was spectacular, thanks, Dad." Jason nearly swooned from the intense, orgasmic pleasure of his dry cum. "That's the best blowjob I've ever had." "The best you ever had?" Jack repeated the boy's words. "Just how many times have you..." "Just you and Uncle Des...I swear," Jason told his dad earnstly as he grabbed a plate and went after three big pancakes. "Just the two of us?" Jack questioned his son seriously. "You're sure?" "Damn, dad, of COURSE I'm sure," Jason reacted indignantly. "That's not something you're gonna fuckin' FORGET now is it?" "Mmmm...no I suppose not," Jack replied, smiling, kissing the top of his son's head. "Just don't ask ME how many blowjobs I've had. I couldn't be as sure as you seem to be."