Date: Sun, 19 Mar 2017 04:54:17 +0000 From: John Marshall Subject: Cox Cocks Chapter five This story does directly follows the previous story, "Jason Turns Ten" however it begins some two years later with largely the same group of characters and many new ones added . 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." Like my other stories, it is unorthodox but quite seductive, as are the figures depicted. Like "The Working boys," "Ecstasy Island," "Ecstasy Renewed," and "Jason Turns Ten" (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 with each chapter proceeding in something close to real time. I use extensive dialogue to carry the story along and intense character development. In this story, the sexual encounters are primarily gay. 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 from one to four 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. THE COX COCKS CHAPTER FIVE When Jamey London awoke the next morning, he had such a hard on. He was totally alone. Jason was gone...probably being "milked." He figured out how to open the bookcase secret door to Andy's and Tommy's room next door but they were gone too. He did take a moment to enjoy all the pictures of the boys' naked friends pinned up on their walls. A couple he even recognized. Jamey hustled off to the restroom, which was also deserted. He showered and brushed his teeth then returned to the room he shared with Jason Cox. He started to hunt for something to wear but then realized, in his new life on Cox Isle, his birthday suit was the order of the day. He slipped on some flipflops then headed out to look for breakfast. He had no idea what time it was but had the sneaky suspicion he'd way overslept. He had quite a sexual hangover and his cock would simply NOT go down. The jaunt over to the main campus where they'd had dinner the night before was a little over a half-mile. He hurried, his stomach grumbling with every step, but he resisted the urge to run. It was a warm, almost hot, day. He guessed the temperature was at least 85, though it was somewhat overcast. He didn't want to have to take a shower again before breakfast. No one had given him a schedule of any kind. He suspected he had some classes during the morning of his first day at Cox but he had no idea where or when. When he reached the buffet, they were just starting to clear away the food. He grabbed some French toast and drowned it in syrup along with the pulpy dregs of some once-frozen OJ. His stomach still grumbled, but not as loudly. Back outside Jamey approached the first boy he saw, a goodlooking stud about fourteen or fifteen sitting by the main centerpiece fountain reading. "Excuse me, I'm new here. Can you..." "Oh my god, you certainly ARE?" the boy responded, laying his book aside as he stood up and suddenly swept Jamey into his naked embrace, kissing him hard on the lips. "Mmmmm....no, I mean, yes...what I mean is, I think I'm supposed to be in class now I think but I don't know where to go," Jamey stammered as he enjoyed a second kiss and felt the boy fondling his cock, hardening it and lengthening it obscenely into a completely vertical pose. "How old are you?" The boy asked. "My name is Errol, what's yours? "Jamey..." "Hi, Jamey. You know, you're incredibly beautiful, you wanna go somewhere and fuck?" "You're pretty hot too, but I really need to get my class schedule," Jamey insisted. "You still in the induction hall?" Errol asked. Jamey nodded. "I really need to get to class." "You know Jason Cox, he just moved back over there?" Errol asked, ignoring Jamey's plight in his youthful lust for the boy's exquisitely beautiful naked body. "He's a friend of mine." "Cool. He's my roommate," Jamey told him in a shrewd act of name-dropping oneupmanship. "Hoooo fuccckkk...no shit?" Errol reacted. "He fucks really good, don't he?" "I wouldn't...please, where can I get my schedule?" Jamey asked again, starting to feel frustrated as he got his first taste of the "sex above all else" environment that was Cox Academy. "Tell you what...you give me a quick blowjob, I'll tell you where to go," Errol bargained. "NO, I'll tell YOU where to go...straight fuckin' HELL!" Jamey's hot little temper got the better of him as he spun around heading for...he wasn't sure where. "Whoa...sorry...that was out of line...okay, no hard feelings," Errol caught him by the slender, naked shoulder, their hard, throbbing boy-cocks between them almost touching head to head. "See that all-glass building over there. That's admin. Go in there, second floor...the guy's name is Destry..." "Destry...that's...that's Jason's uncle. I know him," Jamey reacted as he shrugged off Errol's hand on his shoulder. "Big deal. Everyone here knows Destry," Errol was unimpressed. "Everyone here has FUCKED Destry at least...ohhh...ten times....or BEEN fucked by him." "He's Jan Dix's secretary...oh, I'm sorry, "personal aide" (very personal, if you know what I mean). He'll get you squared away. If he wants to fuck you first, tell him to go fuck himself." "You don't much like him?" "He thinks he's big shit--Dr. Mathison's son and all." Errol imparted his opinion. "He's shit alright but not all that big...five inches at the most." "Oh..."Jamey reacted to the enlightenment. "Thanks." "Keep him at arms length...nobody around here much likes him," Errol called after Jamey as he hurried off. "Hey, kid...Jamey...if he wants to taste your cum, don't tell him no. He hates that." ------------------------------------ Jamey found his way to the plaza outside, and sort of UNDER the admin building. Inside, the walls were all made of some kind of polished black stone while the floor was a light, greenish marble. It took him a while to figure out that the two elevators tucked in the corner of the lobby only went down. So he took the broad, floating stairs to the second floor, which was decked out almost entirely in white--floors, walls, ceiling, furniture, even the artwork on the walls was predominantly white. At the top of the stairs around the corner, Jamey made his way nakedly across the cool marble floor where he found an equally naked man in his early twenties sitting at a glass-topped desk behind...you guessed it...an all white computer terminal. Without looking up from his work the man asked, "May I help you?" "I'm looking for someone who can help me with my class schedule," Jamey told the moderately goodlooking man. The receptionist behind the computer monitors looked up, "Okay, lets...see..." It was as if both his lungs collapsed. "That's the problem, I don't have one," Jamey explained as once more he came face to face with the fact that every time he met someone new it took them several seconds to come to terms with their having gotten a glimpse of the most beautiful, sweet, yet sexy face at the school...and now, since he was as naked as everyone else on the island, they could also see his stunning, slender, young boy-body. Fortunately, his cock wasn't hard at the moment. "Hoooooo....fuuuuuccckkkkkk," The receptionist gasped softly "My name's Jamey London, I think I'm supposed to see a guy named, Destry Mathison?" Jamey tried to break the spell he'd once more inadvertantly cast. "Hooo myyy godddd...." the man's eyes widened as he openly stared at Jamey's naked body. Through the glass-topped desk, Jamey couldn't help but see the man's cock getting instantly hard. "I'm trying to find out what class I should be in now." "What...class..." the man began, then once more choked up. "Ohhhhh, god, I'm sorry, it's just...damn, you're so..." "Yeah, beautiful, I know," Jamey rolled his eyes, wishiing he was a little less so. "I get the same reaction every time..." "What'd you say your name was?" The man's eyes returned to his computer monitor. "Jamey London." "Mmmmm...let's see....Jamey...London..." The man snorted. "Looks like you fuckin' missed your whole first class. English Grammer 101 ended ten minutes ago. You're free until eleven when...wait, I'll print it out on a card, you can put it in your....damn, one of the curses of being naked all the time...no pockets." "Yeah..."Jamey laughed, relieved that the man had somewhat recovered his senses. The printer next to his computer snapped to life, spitting out an index card. "Damn, I can't get over...you're so...so fuckin' cute...ohh, I'm sorry, I'm Jeffery." He extended his right hand, holding the card in his left. Jamey shook the man's hand then took the card and inspected it. "Wait give that back," Jeffery startled him. "Let me laminate it for you." He ran it through a small machine on the other side of his desk, then took from a drawer a hole punch and a pink ribbon. He punched a hole, then ran the ribbon through the hole. "Come here, I'll tie this around your neck, that way you'll have it handy till you get it memorized." "What about this guy, Destry, I'm supposed to see," Jamey inquired once again as he felt Jeffry's hard, upright man-cock rubbing against his lower back, then felt the man's hands sweep down over his boyish nakedness as he turned around. "Destry?" Jeffery asked in obvious distaste, then lightly kissed Jamey's lips. "Forgodsakes, what the fuck you wanna see HIM for?" "I don't know, I thought YOU might know...or HE would," Jamey said as he broke free from Jeffery's fondling touch. "Err...no I don't....wait a minute...Jamey London...Jamey London...ohhh fuck, it ain't Destry want's to see you, it's his BOSS...left a note on my desk. I almost forgot." "Who's his boss?" Jamey asked. "Who's his boss....why, Jan Dix, of course...kind of like the school principal around here, I guess you'd say." Jeffery explained. "Destry's just his toady cocksucker." "Ohhh...the school principal...I didn't do nothing. What's he want to see me for?" "You missed your first class is all," Jeffery smiled. "But...but...I didn't have a..." Jamey began. "Sweetheart, if that was your only problem, you'd..." Jeffery began, then stopped. "Just go on up those stairs there. Destry's office is up there. "You can't miss it. You can watch as he has an orgasm when he sees you." "Uhhh...errr...thanks," Jamey smiled his warmest, sweetest, sexiest, young-boy smile as he headed for the steps. "Ohhhh, god, boy, don't do that." Jeffery sighed as he sat back down and began stroking his hard, throbbing cock. "Now I gotta sit here and jack the hell off before I can get any more work done." "Have a nice cum," Jamey laughed as he almost fell UP the steps watching Jeffery's sexual plight. "I'm Jamey London," Jamey introduced himself to the very goodlooking blond man-boy behind another glass-topped desk identical to Jeffery's. "And I'm President Jimmy Carter, what the fuck do..." Destry Mathison began then stopped in mid-sentence in seeing Jamey. "...Jamey London. You're Jamey...?" Destry didn't shoot any cum but Jamey wasn't too sure for what the man didn't have at least a mini-orgasm in seeing him. "I think Mr. Dix..." "Ohhhh fuccckkkk, you got that right," Destry slowly pulled himself together as his eyes swept up and down again and again over Jamey's nakedness. Then, slowly he pried them away and pressed a button on his intercom. It beeped at him. "Oops, pressed the wrong... buckin' futton...fuckin' button..." Destry laughed to hide his embarrassment. He tried again. "Jan, your...Mr. London is here to...be seen," Destry smiled, pleased with himself that he'd managed to recover his way with words. "Jim? Jim London's here to...dammit, Destry, you mean his son...Jamey, right?" Jan Dix responded. "Damn, it'd BETTER be his son or..." Destry let the intercom snap, interrupting his boss in mid-sentence. "You can go in now but....wait...stroke it a few times...get that fucker nice and hard for him," Destry instructed the beautiful young boy he couldn't help devouring with his eyes. "I'm gonna leave this fucker turned on, I want to hear his reaction." Destry winked at him and smiled. "Harder, faster, boy. Jack that beautiful hard baby, don't keep the man waiting." If he hadn't been before, Jamey was rock hard when he went inside the hallowed confines of Jan Dix's spacious, handsomely appointed office. Like the others, Jan was completely naked and just as completely hard. Everyone Jamey saw almost seemed to have a hardon. How'd they managed to do that? How could they stay hard all the time? "JAMEY!" Jan Dix greeted the boy he'd just the day before welcomed to Cox Isle and the Cox Academy, except that this time that sexy little, eleven-year-old specimen of delicious boyish beauty was without clothes to hide his beauty and without a father who might not approve of his ogling the exqusite sexual beauty of his son. He spread his arms wide as he came around his huge desk. "God, you're even more beautiful when you're naked and...gees, look at that cock, straight up and a good five inches." "You wanted to see me?" Jamey asked as Jan pulled him into a hot, naked embrace. "I ain't been here long enough to break any rules. What were you wanting to see me for?" "This!" Jan profusely hugged and kissed the naked little boy in his arms. "I've been just aching to hold your naked little boy-body in my arms," Jan said, kissing him for what seemed to Jamey like an eternity as he felt the man's hard, thobbing cock pressed tightly against his soft, slender abdomen. Jan kissed him profusely, making love to the boy. "WOW!" Jamey gasped as Jan suddenly broke their lip-lock. "You sure kiss good." "Well, little man, I've had a good deal of practice," Jan smiled down at the naked little boy. "Damn, you're so beautiful, I think I'm gonna have to hire you a bodyguard. All the boys here will just eat you alive...you've probably turned a few heads in just the time it took you to walk over here. "How'd you know I walked," Jamey asked as their lips parted, but Jan continued holding him in his arms "Because I arranged it," Jan Dix told him. "It was no accident, you're oversleeping, then the fact you didn't get your schedule until now. I wanted to see you naked...completly naked with your cock really hard and throbbing, like it is now." "Uhhh...why?" Jamey asked as he pulled back a bit. Jan held him at arm's length and looked him up and down then kissed him again. "Because I want to...to make love to you...while you are still sweet and virginal. My god you're so beautiful. I don't think any boy is ever moe beautiful than when he's about eleven or twelve, just before he starts sprouting pubes and shooting cum. I just love giving naked little boys like you dry orgasms. "You gonna...gonna try and...FUCK me?" Jamey asked apprehensively as he eyed Jan's six or seven inches of man-cock. Jan shook his he and smiled. "No...that privilige belongs to Jason. You're his boy. It's going to happen tonight. I'm inviting you and Jason...maybe a few others over for dinner tonight and a full-fledged, knock down, drag out orgy." "An orgy?" Jamey repeated is disbelief. "You know what an orgy is?" Jan asked as he could once more not resist kissing the sweetly innocent young virgin boy. "It's when everyone gets naked and fucks everyone else." Jan laughed. "Yes, I guess you could say that, but in this case, we're going to celebrate your losing your virginity. And I'm going to be there to make sure Jason doesn't screw it up." "What do you mean?" "Jason, so far as I know, at least, has never fucked a virgin boy...or girl..." Jan told him. "And I want to make sure it's a totally beautiful, lovely, extremely pleasurable experience for you...for you both." "Really?" "Really," Jan smiled as he released the naked little boy. "You're going to make love to me...like right here...on the couch...or on your desk?" Jamey looked about, nervous, but starting to look forward to having a hot looking stud as Jan Dix take an interest in him sexually. "Not up here," Jan told him. "Come, let me show you around. I have quite a...pad, down below here...specially designed and outfitted for making love to beautiful young boys like you." Come, this way, let me show you." Jan took Jamey's hand and led him to a stairway he'd not noticed before. It went down along the front windows of the building. "Gee, you've got quite a view," Jamey commented as they went down to Jan's private bathroom complete with double sinks at the bottom of the stairs and a huge shower where Jamey could easily imagine a half-dozen naked school boys having sex with Jan. "This way, little boy, this is where we have our orgasms," Jan led him past another stairway going down to a bedroom outfitted with a swirling colored spotlight, giving the room a kind of sexy pinkish glow. There were mirrors behind the bed with the central one cut to spell out the work "Love". On the wall opposite the bed was a TV with a VCR built in beneath it. Jan picked up a remote and almost instantly the TV came to life. Two naked young boys of about ten or eleven appeared, sucking one another hard little boy-cocks. "You like?" "Cool," Jamey smiled torn between watching the TV and watching himself in the "Love" mirror. "That's a rip-off of Robert Indiana's "Love" painting." Jan told him. "Notice how the "o" kind of cuddles up to the "L." Jamey continued waundering around the modest sized pleasure pit. On the night stand he spoted some plastic or rubber shaped things he'd never seen before. "What're these?" "You're kidding me," Jan laughed as he stood behind Jamey, his hands on the boy's shoulders, his cock lodge between Jamey's pert little buttocks. "You don't know what they are?" Jamey looked up innocently at the man behind him, the man about to "make love" to him. He shook his head. "No." "You really don't know?" Jan laughed softly. "You're not putting me on?" "They look like..." Jamey shrugged, "I don't know..." "They're called dildos," Jan explained. "You'll notice that each one is a different size." "So?" Jamey still hadn't a clue as he picked one up. "Ooooo, they're...they're greasy?" "The word is lubricated," Jan told him. "They're....they're fake cocks, right?" Jamey suddenly realized. Jan smiled, turning the boy to face him, then leaning down and once more kissing his lips as he slowly lowered the two of them to the softness of the bed. "You guessed right, except there's nothing....'fake' about them." He reached for the smallest one on the nightstand, one about three inches long. "Lift your butt up and spread your legs, bend your knees," Jan instructed. "You're gonna fuck me with one of those?" Jamey gasped in surprise as he nonetheless did as he was told. Jan thrust a pillow under Jamey's hips, elevating his pelvis, exposing his anal passage. He wiped some of the lubricant from the dildo with his finger and spread it around and just inside Jamey's little-boy pussy. "This may hurt a little...it's small though, I don't think you'll find it too uncomfortable." "You gonna push that thing up my ass?" Jamey asked, the realization of the situation starting to grip him. "I'm gong to stretch you out a bit and prepare you for Jason tonight," Jan revealed as he felt the knob slip past Jamey's sphincter. "Ooooooooo..." Jamey gasped in surprise. "Feels....feels weird?" "It doesn't hurt?" Jan asked hopefully as he slowly pressed the sex toy deeper into Jamey's pleasure passage. "Tell me if it hurts." Jamey shook his head. "It doesn't hurt, just feels....uuuoooooaahahhh...." "Am I hurting you?" Jan asked in dismay. "Uhh....no...just...feels like....like you touched something inside me and...man, almost made me cum," Jamey forced a smile. "Do that again." Jan smiled, withdrawing the plastic phallus then slowly pushing it back inside. "ooooooOOOOOooooofucck, ohhahhahhh fuck, do it again...do it to me again. Keep doin' that," Jamey glowed with pleasure. "That's called your prostate...kind of a little pleasure button," Jan explained to the little boy he now held in his arms, comforting him, reassuring him as he began fucking him with the dildo, slowly a first, then a little faster. "Ohhhh....ohhhhh god, that feels...weird...feels good but weird...ahhhha...fuck....fuck, oahhah fuck, I think I'm gonna cum...." Jamey squirmed against the invading "fake" cock. Jan suddenly stopped. "No, don't...don't cum...let's try something even better." "Better?" Jamey giggled softly as Jan withdrew the pleasure probe entirely. "This one's a tad bigger," Jan showed the heavily lubricated plastic cock to Jamey. "You took the first one surprisingly well...we're gonna stretch you a little...jason's got at least six inches." "SIX INCHES!" Jamey reacted with alarm even as he felt the slightly larger cock invade his slender little naked boy-body. "Tell me if this hurts...I'll stop," Jan promised as he took special pains to insert the dildo more slowly this time and move it deeper at a slower rate. "Ahhahhhahhahhhhhhoooahhh," Jamey cried out. "It hurting you?" Jan asked with concern. "I wouldn't hurt you, Jamey, for anything in the world." "Uhhhh...no...doesn't hurt, it's just...feels so big...makes me feel so full inside," Jamey tried to explained. "Aaaaiiahhhhhhhh..." "Hurt?" "No....damn, feels good, you hit my postrate thingie again." Jan laughed. "PROS-tate...you're lying postrate...like out on the bed." He pressed the pleasure probe deeper, slowly lodging all three-and-a-half inches up into Jason rectal cavity. Then he stopped, allowing the boy to get used to it. "You gonna put that big one I had in me next?" Jamey worried. "Of course not, I'm just clearing a path for Jason is all not building a freeway," Jan told him. "Don't worry, I'll be there, right beside you making sure he doesn't hurt you and the two of you enjoy two of the best orgasms you've ever had. "It feels good, go for the four-incher," Jamey suggested. Jan smiled. "Okay but no more. This one's gonna hurt a little but..." "Do it, put it in me, I wanna feel it," Jamey was pleading now as Jan began to slowly withdraw the plastic shaft from his ass. Jan reached for the next size up. "I'll go slow, give you time to get used to it." "Unnahhahhahhghh..." Jamey cried softly as he felt the larger shaft invade his naked young boy-body. "Tight, right?" Jan smiled as he paused with the insertion, the dildo head just inside Jamey's rectal cavity. "Right..." Jamey confirmed a forced smile on his face. "Tell me when you can handle more," Jan leaned over and kissed the brave little boy. "Okay." "Okay what? You'll tell me, or okay you're ready for more?" Jan questioned. "Jamey nodded. "More I think." Jan slowly slipped in about an inch more. "You okay?" "UHHHhhhhhhhhhh," Jamey sharply inhaled, then nodded. "Yeah." Jan went deeper. "Tell me if you want me to stop....if it hurts too much. You're feeling the pain now, right?" Jan read the boy's face. Once more Jamey nodded. "Huuuuaahhhaoioaoihaeiieiahehhhhhhh....." he cried out. "I better stop," Jan decided. "NO!" Jamey cried. "Don't stop....more....give me more...ooahhahhehhh fuck you're hittin' button...my whatchacallit...my PROS-tate. Ohhhhhh fuck, that feels good." "No more pain," Jan guessed as he went deeper still. Jamey smiled and shook his head. "Do it to me...move it...in and out...make me cum." "You sure," Jan questioned. "I'm in pretty deep." "Do it to me...please....I need to...I need an orgasm....jack my cock, make me cum, fuck my ass....oahehhahehrhh god, yes, yes, yesssssss..." Jamey moaned as the pleasure deep within him grew more and more intense, overwheling any fear or misgivings he might have had earlier. "You close?" Jan asked as he worked both Jamey's hard, young boy-cock and stroked his prostate with the dildo. "Yesssssssssssss..." Jamey hissed. "Ohhhhh god, Jan, more, more, deeper, all the way, oahhah fuck man, makin' me....ohhhhh god, gonna do it to me, gonna make me cum, keep fuckin' me, keep jackin' me, keep on....keepin' on, ahhghhah yeah, harder, faster, deeper, ahhahhahhhhh man, I'm feelin' it...I'm gonna cum...gonna....AHHAEIIAEHIEIHHAHHHHH FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK ME, MAN, FUCK MY ASS, AHHAHHHA GOD, THAT FEELS GOOD, WHAT YOU'RE DOIN' TO ME, JACKIN' ME OFF...AHGHEAOOIH YES, MAN, JACK ME, MAN, JACK MY COCK, JACK ME OFF, KEEP JACKIN' ME, AHAHHHH FUCK....FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCKKKKKKKK. "YES, YES, YES, JAMEY, FEEL IT LITTLE BOY, FEEL THE FEELING, FEEL HOW GOOD IT FEELS. JUST LIE BACK, WALLOW IN THE PLEASURE DEEP DOWN INSIDE YOU, INSIDE YOUR NAKED LITTLE BOY-BODY. AHHH YEAH, YOU'RE SOOOOO FUCKIN' BEAUTIFUL WHEN YOU'RE TRYIN' TO CUM." Jan told him as he feverishly pumped the boy's cock and plumbed the depts of his ass with the dildo, giving Jamey the best of both worlds. "OhhhhHHHHHHH YEAH, BOY, YEAH, YEAH, KEEP TRYIN', KEEP TRYIN'. NOTHING YET BUT ONE OF THESE DAYS...AHHAHHAH YEAH, YEAH, YEAH...ENJOY YOU COCK, BOY, OHHHH YEAHHHHHH, YEAH, YEAHHH!!" FEELS LIKE...LIKE....AHHAHEIIAIEIOOHUUURBBBHHHHHH, INCREDIBLE, AHHAHHAH GOD, SOOO GOOOD, AHHAHHA YEAH, MAN, ORGASM ME, KEEP DOIN' IT TO ME, LIKE THAT, DON'T STOP, DON'T FUCKIN' STOP FOR A SECOND, AHHAHHEIIAOEOHHHHH YEAH, YEAH, YEAHHHhhhhhhhhhhhh...!!!" Jamey's horrendous dry orgasm faded even as Jan's hand continued to deliver short, jolting spasms of aching sexual pleasure to Jamey's cock, his ass, and his brain. "Ohhhhh fuck....you were right." "Right?" Jan smiled down at the naked little boy in his arms whom he'd just made cum so hard. "Best fuckin' orgasm I ever had." "How many have you had?" Jamey was silent for a moment as he shuddered another time or two in lingering sexual pleasure. "Four, I think."