Date: Fri, 18 Dec 2015 05:13:11 +0000 From: John Marshall Subject: Jason Turns Ten Chapter eight 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 EIGHT "You two are early," Susan Cox greeted the two Davis boys as they ambled into the kitchen around seven Monday morning. "Dad dropped us off on the way to the hangar," Pete told Mrs. Cox. He openly eyed her up and down. She wore really short, tight pink shorts and a haltar top which barely confined her ample breasts. "Pete, it's not polite to stare," Susan teased. "You boys want some breakfast, I've got plenty...scrambled eggs...bacon...so long as you don't make hogs of yourselves. If you do, I'll just have to slice YOU up and fry you for the others, she ruffled Skete's crewcut. "Oooo, god, kid, what the hell you got on your HAIR?" She reacted with distaste, wiping whatever it was from her hands, to her shorts. "Bacon grease," Skete gave as good as he got. "We already ate." "But I'll have a little more." Pete took a plate, offering it to Susan to fill. "I know...growing boy..." Susan smiled down at the beautiful young boy-stud dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, pretty much what he wore every day. "And my god, you ARE growing. You keep getting sexier every day." "I try," Pete joked, feeling his cock starting to harden in his shorts. It didn't take much to set him off nowadays. "Pete likes older women," Skete teased as he plopped his cute little denim bottom on a nearby stool. "I'll...keep that in mind," Susan laughed. "Do I smell bacon and eggs?" Jan Dix came into the kitchen, following his nose in search of breakfast. "Nope, sow belly and avian ova," Pete told him, trying to curb his new tutor's appetite in the hope there would be leftovers he could scarf down. "You didn't see anything of my two little piglets, did you?" Susan asked peering around the corner toward their sleeping area in back, expecting to see them both still in bed sound asleep. Instead, their beds were empty and neatly made (a rule in their house), under the threat of having to wash dishes after dinner otherwise. "They're showering," Jan told her as he settled to the table with a plateful of breakfast. ----------------- "That feels good," Jet told his older brother as Jason reached around him from behind and began to stroke his cock. "Keep doin' that." He tilted his head back and Jason kissd him several times. "You like that, do you?" Jason teased as he sexually aroused his little brother under the hot spray of the walk-in shower they shared. "Makes me feel all funny down there...orgasmy," Jet smiled up at his brother from the awkward position of his head tilted back. "Orgasmy?" Jason had to laugh. "Yeah...or...ohhhh fuck, feelin'...ahhahhhhhhh fuck yes, yes, yes, Jason, jack me, jack me, jack me off, give me an orgasm like the other night." "God, I've created a monster," Jason laughed as he began stroking his little brother's cocklet more firmly and more rapidly so as to get him over the top more quickly, thus ending his sexual chore. He was starting to wish he'd never taught Jet about orgasms. "I wish you'd hurry up and grow a REAL cock...give me something to hold onto." "Well excuse me, Mr. Cocks, I'm growing as fast as I can," Jet told his brother, his voice straining now from the pleasure Jason was exciting within his thin, hairless, naked groin. "You better hurry up, Mom'll be in here any second wondering what's keeping us," Jason urged, redoubling his effort to jack off his brother. "What about YOU, ain't you gonna make me jack YOU off?" Jet asked apprehensively. "I can wait," Jason assured him. After several cums the night before with Pete and Reed in the sauna, he wasn't sure he could endure yet another orgasm. "Gettin' me close," Jet squirmed his but trapping Jason's hard, throbbing, boy-cock behind him. "Hold fuckin' still, twerp. You keep doin' that you'll have ME cummin' before YOU do," Jason warned, not that he would have minded such an outcome. "Feeling it...harder, faster...ahhaheaiehhhhahh fucccccckkkkk," Jet gasped as he began trembling and squirming even more. "Hey, fucker, I'm jackin' ya as hard and fast as I can," Jason told his brother as he nonetheless started doing him still faster. "aiIIAIOEHAHEHRHHGHHHH...UAENGHAHHEIIIOOOOIHIOH, AHHAHHHEHHGHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhh!!!" Jet suddenly cried out as his dry boygasm overtook him, exploding deep down inside his thin, naked groin. "AhIIAHEHHH HELLLL THAT FEELS GOOOD...AGHEAOEIEHAHEHHKEEP KEEP...AGHEAOIHHOOAHH DOIN' IT TO ME...KEEP JACKIN' ME, KEEP JACKIN' MY COCK, MAGHEAEIAOEOHHHHHH FUCK, FUCK FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!!!!!" Jason released Jet's cock, his right hand gripping his own. About three hard strokes and he too was convulsing in aching, naked, sexual pleasure, joining Jet in his powerful spasms of ecstacy. "HAOOAOEHAHEHHHHH FUCK SEEE WHAT YOU DID TO ME...AHHAHEHHHH GOD, AHHAHHHAHHHH...AHHHAHAHH, OOAHEHAHEHHHHHAHHA FUCCCKKKKKK," Jason cried out in convulsive jolts of devastating pleasure as his naked little boy-body struggled mightily to offer up a load of immature sperm that simply didn't exist. "BOYS, YOUR BREAKFAST IS GETTING...cold," Susan Cox's voice trailed off as she saw her two naked young sons struggling to remain on their feet, still stroking the last pangs of sexual pleasure from their pulsating young cocks. For a long moment, no one moved or spoke, the boys too embarrassed to move, their mother too stunned by what she was seeing. "You're wasting water...hurry up, get dressed, the others are eating already and...and...just...get dressed..." Startled, Susan Cox wasn't too surprised that Jason had discovered his cock and all the pleasure it could give him, not after what Jack had done to him the other night in their bed, but JET...and the fact that the boys were obviously having sex together, albeit at a very early, juvenile stage which she was well aware most boys enjoyed sooner or later. Later was now sooner. It made her see her two sons now in a totally different light. "They up?" Jan asked as Susan returned. "Up? Uhhh...oh yes...they're up alright. Boy are they up," She acknowledged. Pete and Skete looked at her weirdly. Jan looked at her knowingly and smiled. "What's for breakfast, steak and eggs, caviar on the side...fresh squeeezed..." Reed asked as he joined the group, looking around, realizing he'd somehow missed the punchline of an inside joke. "Plenty of eggs, pig steak, frozen OJ," Jan smiled as he observed his brother, clad in shorts, so short the hem of his longish t-shirt completely covered them up. He looked naked from the hips down. The t-shirt read, "Hotter'n Hell" "Fresh out of caviar," Susan recovered her composure as she stared at Reed's attire, also having the impression he was mostly naked. "Speaking of hell, where in hell do you get your t-shirts?" "Ask HIM, they're all hand-me-downs," Reed eyed his older brother. "Actually there's a little shop just inside the main gates, specializes in 'em," Jan joked. A couple moments later, Jet and Jason joined them, freshly scrubbed, somewhat subdued, still rather sheepishly embarrassed in being caught by their mother jacking off. "You are NOT going to class dressed like that," Susan observed both boys, clad only in their skimpiest Speedos. "Nope, no breakfast for you two till you go put on some fu...friggin' clothes!" "Ahhhhhh mom..." Jet objected. "Come on, twerp, I told you she'd have a cow," Jason nudged his little brother back toward the sleeping area which they shared. "More like a small calf," Jet sighed. "Shirts, pants, shoes...and underwear, forgodsakes, you two look...obscene," Susan called after them. "Cute," Reed laughed. "Yes, and they fu... They know it, too," Susan could barely restrain an ornery smile as well as her language in front of the young boys. Actually she was quite proud of her cute little stud-muffins. "They're also prone to make the most of it." -------------------------- "Uhhh...I thought your mom told you to get dressed," Jan observed as the two Cox boys filtered into their brand new in-home classroom, once more dressed in nothing more than their sexiest Speedos. "We did," Jason winked seductively at their teacher. "No one said we had to STAY dressed, though." "Yeah, we don't like wearing clothes," Jet added, seating himself in the front row of student desks, his slender legs splayed, where he could be as obscene as possible for a nine-year-old boy. Jan took a deep breath, oggling the near-naked tyke. "Okay...Jet, Jason...all you boys...you two can remain as you are today, but TOMORROW...no shoes, no shirt, and especially no PANTS and its off to see the principal. You got that?" "The principal?" Jet laughed. "What principal?" "MOM, you DUNCE," Jason got the message even if Jet didn't. "What's a dunce," Jet countered. Jason, if you're going to insult your brother, at least use words he can understand," Jan suggested. "Jet, a dunce is a class clown, some kid who constantly disrupts the class, showing off, making a nuisance of himself. Sound familiar? Traditionally the teacher perches him on a stool in the corner with a cone-shaped hat on his head with the word 'DUNCE' printed on the front. "Cool, where's the hat?" Jet joked. Jan turned, rolled a sheet of paper into a cone, attached a paperclip, and plopped it on Jet's head. Then he wordlessly guided the near-naked little boy to the farthest corner of the classroom. Once there he pointed the boy's nose to the corner and told him softly but firmly. "DON'T FUCKIN' MOVE, AND NOT ANOTHER DAMNED FUCKIN' WORD. YOU GOT THAT? OR SO HELP ME YOU'LL FEEL THE HEAT OF MY HAND REPEATEDLY POUNDING YOUR CUTE LITTLE BARE BUTT. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?" Returning to the front of the room, Jan was startled as the rest of the boys began applauding. "Thank you," Jan bowed extravagantly. "Now for act two, Jason, Pete, Skete, turn to page fourteen of your math text. Reed, I'll get to you later. There you'll find fifteen algebraic equations. I'll be here if you need help. Solve for 'x'." "Nine minus 'x' equals four?" Jason read the first equation aloud. "Hey, we've never done algebra before." "X equals five, dunce," Pete blurted. "Just subtract one number from the other. "Thank you, Peter, you've been very helpful," Jan told the oldest of the four youngest. "Now, why don't you all try to work these out on your own...quietly?" "Plane Geometry?" Reed opened his brand new text. "No smart-assed comments," Jan warned his brother. "I can only handle one dunce in the class at a time." ------------------------ "You wanna go downstairs to the secret room and suck off?" Jason tempted Reed when they broke for lunch. "Why, Mr. Cox, I think you're trying to seduce me," Reed teased the younger boy. "By the way, better get your pants back on, before your mom, the principal, sees ya," "What's seduce?" Jason questioned. "It's line from the movie, 'The Graduate'." Reed explained. "Mrs. Robinson is trying to get Dustin Hoffman to fuck her." "She's a child molester?" Jason questioned. It had never occurred to him that such a role might be played by a woman. "Not quite, whats-iz-name...uhhh...I can't remember Hoffman's character...he's twenty-one," Reed clarified. "Oh." Jason reacted thoughtfully. "Does he fuck her?" Jason wanted to know. "Yeah...I think so...I can't remember that part either." "How could you forget all the good parts?" Jason laughed as the two of them headed for his room where he'd left his outer garments all over the floor. "Man, your brother sure put Jet in his place." Reed laughed. "Yeah, he can be all friendly and the like, but don't cross him. He can come down like a ton of bricks." "You're standing on my shirt," Jason informed the older boy as he fastened his shorts around his slender little waist. "Yeah...I know..." Reed replied unmoving as he suddenly drew Jason into his arms, kissing him lustfully, pulling their bodies together tightly, feeling one another's cocks harden between them. "Sorry...god, you're so beautiful. I just wanna...so cute...so sexy...so...so...I just couldn't stop. I think you're even sexier WITH your clothes on," he told the younger boy as he once more devoured his lips with his own. "I'm so cute you just wanna...SUCK...me? Jason teased the older boy, rubbing their clothed boy-cocks together. "You two wanna stop with the kissy-kissy, your tuna salad is getting cold," Jet blurted, interrupting their passionate moment. His mom had sent him back to their room to get dressed...again. "He's just jealous," Jason eyed his little "bother" with displeasure. Reed half smiled as he and Jason headed for the kitchen. "A little young for my tastes." "Mine too," Jason agreed as their hard cocks refused to slip neatly back in place. "Yours too?" Reed laughed, "Hell he's only a year younger than you." "Damn, you got me so horny my cock hurts," Jason groped himself to rearrange it before the others having lunch noticed. "Yeah, if I wasn't so hungry, I'd have taken you up on your invitation," Reed hugged his new friend. "Hungrier than you are horny?" Jason teased softly as they came within earshot of his mother, Jan, Pete, Skete having lunch. ----------------------------- That afternoon, a subdued Jet was released on probation from his corner prison so he could join with the others, in the mysteries of algebraic equations, though only a slightly simpler level than the older boys. Although Jan had promised them school would end at three, it was almost four before any of them realized the time. "Okay, boys, time for phys-ed class, everyone head over to the pool." "Can we swim naked?" One of the boys asked. Jan was somewhat surprised. He might have expected that from Jet, but instead, the request came from his own brother. He paused a moment, wondering what the "principal" would say then decided, the hell with it, "Today's Monday, it's skinny-dippin' day." "Yeaaaaaaaaa!!!" Jet cried then stopped half-way down in unbuttoning his shirt. A second later the other boys, except for Reed, were also stunned to see Jan getting naked as well. "What? Haven't you guys ever seen a naked man before?" Somewhat embarrassed, the boys continued undressing. "How come you don't got any hairs around your cock?" Jet asked what Jason, Pete, and Skete were also wondering but were too polite to ask. "I shave my pubes," Jan informed them. "Something wrong with that?" "Why?" Jet, of course, wanted to know immediately even as he revealed his own hairless boy-body and rapidly hardening little kid-cock. "So I can be as cute as YOU," Jan joked, suddenly picking Jet up and tossing him well out into the water. "Looks like you need to cool your cock, kid." "Hey, my cock's gettin' kinda hot too; do that to me too," Jason presented himself to Jan beautifully, gloriousy, seductively naked for the same treatment. "Mmmmm...I was hoping you're throw ME into the pool," Jan teased. Jason didn't throw his new tutor into the pool, but he did push him in. "I like your hairless cock," he called after him. "How come you don't shave down there too?" Pete asked Reed as both boys sat naked on the edge of the pool, watching the others nakedly cavort in the clear, pristine water, their feet dangling in the mildly warm liquid. "I would but...I'm afraid I might cut off something important," Reed joked as he turned his hed, tenderly gripping Pete's chin and drawing their lips together. "Why'd you do that?" Pete questioned several seconds later as their lips parted. "I noticed your cock was starting to droop a little," Reed told the sexy thirteen-year-old. "Looked like it might need some help." "You...you wanna...you know...go somewhere and...DO stuff?" Pete whispered. "No," Reed told him, then bent over and sucked Pete's rigid, upthrust cock between his lips. "Hooooooo shiiiitttttt," Pete gasp in surpise, looking about in horror, realizing that if the others weren't staring at them already they soon would be. "What about..." "Them?" Reed lifted his sucking lips from Pete's burgeoning young cock. "Who cares. Let'em watch. I've been wanting to give you an orgasm all day. That okay with you?" "Ulp...uhhhh...sure...I...I guess," Pete was so out of his sexual safety zone he could hardly think. Reed went back down on him, sucking voraciously as Pete's hands fell to the back of Reed's head, guiding him as he enjoyed the unexpected sexual pleasure. "LOOK! Jason cried pointing at Reed and Pete. "Don't point," Jan told him. "And forgodsakes, don't STARE," Jan ordered. "It's not polite." "But they're...aren't you gonna...you know..." Jason questioned. "Do what? Make them stop?" Jan pulled Jason into his arms there in the water, feeling the boy's hard, naked cock pressed firmly against his own hard, slender abdomen. "Kiss me," he told Jason. Jason looked at him for a dumbfounded moment, then kissed him, on the forehead, and only for a second or two. Jan started laughing. "That the best you can do?" then demonstrated what he wanted, kissing Jason full on the lips, long and hard, pressing his tongue between those lips, past his teeth, then making love to the young boy's tongue with his own. "Oooooo...you stuck your TONGUE in my mouth," Jason reacted. "It's called Frenching," Jan informed him. "That was your first French kiss." "OOOOAEAHHAHEAEIAHHH...AOEHAHHEHHHFUCCCKKKKKK...AHHAHHAHHHHHHHHH!! Jason suddenly cried, his naked little boy body convulsing in orgasmic pleasure against Jan's. "Hey, you alright?" Jan asked, knowing, or at least suspecting what was happening. "I cummed," Jason gasped, his naked young boy-body still heaving and thrusting hard against Jan's washboard abdomen. "Oahhhahhhhh fuccckkk...feels...GOOD...AHHAHHAHAHHEH FUCCCKKKKK...ahhahhahhheh fuccckkkkkk..." "Sorry, boy, I didn't realize you had such a hair-trigger," Jan appologized, releasing him. "No...don't say that...it felt good," Jason objected. "I've been wanting to do that since the first time I saw you get off the plane." Jan smiled. "I suspected as much. You were NAKED as I recall, and that fucker was bobbin' around hard as a rock...kind of giving away your feelings." Across the water, both man and boy heard Pete cry out, "AHHAHHHHHOOOOO YEAH, YEAH, SUCK IT, SUCK IT, SUCK ME, SUCK ME OFF, SUCK ME OFF, SUCK MY CUM, SUCK MY CUM, SUCK MY CUM RIGHT OUTTA MY FUCKIN' COCK, MAN, AHGHEHHAHEHHH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FEELS GOOD...AHAHHHAHH FUCCCKKKK SOOO GOOD, AGHEAIEIAEOEOIHEHAHEHEIHHhhhHhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" "Looks like Pete's cock is getting some...phys-ed," Jason laughed, once more clinging to Jan, this time to his left shoulder, treading water with him. "Gees, looks like Reed swallowed," Jan noted. "He generally doesn't do that." "Maybe he likes'em young," Jason suggested. "Speaking of young, would you look at THOSE two," Jan nodded toward the other side where Jet and Skete sprawled nakedly on the edge of the pool rapidly jacking one another's ridgidly hard boy-cocks. "What's this, sex education?" Jason laughed, watching his little brother trembling helplessly as he neared the onset of his dry cum. "Orgasm 101," Jan joked. "Did I pass?" Jason freely kissed Jan now, hoping for an instant replay. "I'd give you a 'B'...gotta watch those premature orgasms, ya know." Jan graded him. "AIIAIHHHAHHI'M CUMMMMMINNNNGG," they heard Jet cry in orgasmic agony. "ME TOOO...AHGEHAIIEROHOIH FUCK, JET, DOIN' IT TO ME, ME TOO...ME TOOO...AHGEAIEIIHAOEIHOIH FUUUCCCKKK," Skete cried out as his naked eleven-year-old boy-body exploded in horrendous sexual pleasure. "FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOD, DON'T STOP, DON'T FUCKIN' STOP, KEEP JACKIN' ME, KEEP JACKIN' MY COCK, MAN, AGHEOOAIERHOIHOIH, GOD, ORGASM ME, MAN, ORGASM ME AHHAHHAHHHH FUCCKKKK!" "I'M STILL FEELIN' IT TOO, STILL...AHGHEHHAEIRHHHHH FUCK, FEELS GOOD, YOUR HAND ON MY COCK, JACKIN' ME OFF, MAN, AHGHEHAEHHH FUCK, AHHAHH LOVE THE FEELING WHEN I CUM," Jet cried out as his orgasm peaked, then began to recede. "Alright, everybody, hit the showers, class is over," their teacher called as Skete finished the last jolting blast of boyish sexual pleasure. Then he looked down and once more kissed Jason. "Time now for round two."