Date: Mon, 24 Dec 2012 01:47:15 -0500 From: John Marshall Subject: EcstasyInc 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," followed by "Ecstasy Renewed." "EcstasyInc," like the previous segment, is unorthodox but quite seductive, as are the figures depicted. Like "Ecstasy Island" and "The Working Boys," and "Ecstasy Renewed," 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. Most of the characters from the earlier stories have returned, but there are also quite a number of new characters which will occupy the main spotlight in this segment. 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 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: The inclusion of any actual individuals in this story is in no way meant to suggest actual occurrences or their sexual orientation. All drugs mentioned are fictitious. If you like what you read, let me know at crackerjacker18@hotmail.com. ECSTASYINC CHAPTER 16 "You wanna go over to the dorm and play with the other boys for a while or go back to the house and put your cocks in a sling? Derek asked the Bristol twins as they left the Cox Pharm labs and headed for their bright pink golf cart. There had been another TWO HOURS of additional tests following the giant cum-fest in the milking parlor. Most of that had been taken up with interviews and questions about their past health, which few of the boys could reliably provide. One of the Italian twins insisted he'd had whooping cough FIVE times in his life. The data tech finally decided the boy was equating whopping cough with simple flu viris episodes. At the same time, his brother insisted their father's cock was THIRTEEN inches long when erect. A consultation with Austin Palmer, even though he'd only seen the man in his underwear, set it arbitraily at maybe ten. "Can we do both?" Buddy laughed. "Yeah, go play with the boys and put our cocks in a sling too?" Bobby asked. Derek had been joking. bobby wasn't. "Seems to me that wouldn't be much fun," Derek smiled over at the two nubile little toads. "I think I'll take you over and unload you at the dorm so I can stop by the office for a while. We still got a couple hours before dinner. Bobby, don't pick at that patch, you're getting paid thousands of dollars to wear that little piece of tape." "It itches," Bobby complained, resisting the urge to scratch where it itched. "Its probably just the placebo," Buddy dismissed his brother's contribution to the research. "They say only the computer knows," Derek told the boys as they scooted down the road around the hilltop villas lining the outer ring of the atoll. "I'm gonna measure my cock, soon as I get home so I'll know when it starts growing," Buddy promised. "Five point three inches," Derek told him. "How you know?" Buddy challenged him. "You think for an instant, all the poking and prodding they did over there today that they neglected to measure your dick?" Derek laughed. "Bobby is five point two," he added for the sake of the other twin's curiosity, knowing instantly what was cominig next. "I'm bigger than YOU are..." Buddy sing-songed proudly. "Yeah, you're a bigger DICK!" Bobby shot back. "You're BOTH pretty big in that department," Derek smiled over at the two naked little boy seated next to him as he drove. "I'm gonna get it up to TWELVE INCHES," Buddy proudly proclaimed. "You do and you'll be fuckin' trippin' over the damned thing," Bobby retorted, "and you can FORGET about ME givin' you blowjobs, my mouth ain't that big." "Sounds to ME like it's pretty big," Buddy shot back. "I don't think either one of you have to worry about twelve-inch cocks, although when it comes to big MOUTHS..." Derek joked. "I once sucked a guy with TEN inches," Buddy bragged. "Yeah, and I sucked him AFTER he got hard," Bobby one-upped him. They pulled into the driveway of the villa they'd all come to call 'the dorm. Both boys hopped out even before the golf cart had come to a complete stop, racing one another up the broad steps to the main level. "I'll be back in a couple hours; your dad's due in tonight, we'll go to Phuquers for dinner," Derek called after the boys, unsure if they heard or not. There minds were on their cocks, not their dad or dinner. Driving back to the office, Derek couldn't help pondering all he'd learned that day. The massive scope of what EcstasyInc was planning began to swell and take shape in his mind. Moreover, it wasn't just EcstasyInc but Cox Pharm...hell, Cox International, in fact...that troubled him. With Darin at the helm there on the island, and given his own position, not to mention the Ronon and Kevin, he felt he had a handle on EcstasyInc. Cox Pharm, though, was a loose cannon, ready, willing, and all too eager to go in whatever direction Dr. Duncan and all his mad geniuses holed up in the bowels of their "secret labs' found most promising. No one over there seemed to have any kind of moral conscience insofar as the boys were concerned. He found himself wondering how long before he'd be arguing against the surgical implantation of prosthetic devices to enhance the boys' sexual performances. He shuddered at the thought. Yet, even at that, at least they were local. At least he could make his dissenting voice heard, for what it was worth. At worst, he, Darin, and Ronon could jerk the boys out of the labs, essentially pulling the plug on such research. Cox International, on the other hand, was a multi-tentacled sea monster reaching into virtually every developed country in the world while fortified in it's own corporate dominion, sunning itself on the beach of its own sovereign island domain. Even the Bahamians had learned not to tangle with its phalanx of overpaid lawyers, political operatives, and back alley goons. The U.S. government, while having no fear of Cox international, at the same time respected the political and economic power Cox dollars could command. There would be no standing up to five TRILLION dollars (or more). And for all his petty personal peculiarities, Jim Loin was not a CEO to be toyed with. Having the man's confidence and standing up to him in the clutch were two radically different beds to fuck in. When it came to beds to fuck in, the dorm had four giant kings for the eight boys plus another massive king in the beachfront annex where the men slept. With four full-grown adult males riding herd over the boys at the moment, the sleeping and fucking accomodations were a bit cozy. And with the Bristol twins starting to spend much of their free time with the gang of new friends their own age, the fucking accomodations (if not the sleeping arrangements) were likewise a bit tight. Three and four naked little boys at a time locked in sucking, fucking, or jacking pleasure pursuits was not uncommon, this in beds (albeit proportionally large beds) designed for two adults. And when one or two of the men decided to sleep in the main house, they often found themselves attracting two or more of the boys clinging seductively to their naked bodies. Perhaps it was the insecurity of being away from home for the first time, but apparently the boys liked to cuddle. Very often entire beds went empty at night once sleep overtook the boys' preadolescent sex play. Except for Jack Jordan, all the other "house parents" were bisexual. Jack was exclusively gay, not that, under the circumstances, such a distinction made much difference. Realizing that two of them would be going back to the "real world," they all four took the opportunity to enjoy the erotic pleasures of Duralon on a daily basis. As a result, their ongoing sexual activities among one another, not to mention with the boys, was a good deal more prolific that even the Wells boys, who easily held the record as the horniest of the bunch, followed closely by the Bristol boys (who really didn't count since they didn't actually "live" in the dorm). Of course, the boys went from orgasm to orgasm to orgasm without the benifit of Duralon, which Cox Pharm had catagorically forbid. They didn't want any outside substance screwing up their human testing. However, inasmuch as the boys were not yet shooting cum, there was virtually no limit to their sexual activities other than simple fatigue. In the short three or four days most of the boys had been on the island, the men noted that simple fatigue tended to kick in around three in the afternoon and again about midnight. They came to refer to it as "nap time" in the afternoon and "dead as a doornail" in the evening. And since there was no set routine for the boys other than their assigned computer time, morning awakenings revolved around physical and sexual hunger. The men quickly learned the best way to get a ten-year-old boy to go to sleep at night, or wake him in the morning, was to suck his cock. Although the dorm had a kitchen and some of the men, even a couple of the boys (mostly the Janson twins) were at "home at the range," the the EcstasyInc food service staff posted a breakfast buffet every morning and had the Cox Pharm "rabbit food" diet available for lunch followed by something a bit more substantial for dinner. "Who wants to fuck?" Buddy cried as he and his brother burst on the scene upstairs. They got little response. Through the glass walls of the pool, they could see three or four boys cavorting nakedly in the water. Bobby immediately hustled topside to join them. One of the twins from Brazil was sixty-nineing with Jesse Janson, while two other boys were putting in their required computer time "in school." "May I help you?" Steve Mathis inquired politely, as if Buddy was some kind of interloping intruder having stumbled into their midst. "There's no one to FUCK," Buddy complained. "I should have gone back with Derek, at least he has a hunky secretary who likes to play with little boys." "I like to play with little boys," Steve told him, smiling down at him, resting his arm around Buddy's petite shoulders. "What's your name?" Buddy asked, gazing up at the handsome man from Brazil, whom he'd seen around but had never really met. "My name is Steve, what's yours?" Steven knew he was one of the American twins but not WHICH one. "I'm Buddy Bristol," Buddy introduced himself. "Man, you got a nice cock." He reached and fondled its eight inches in length and its two shaven balls. "Thank you, yours is quite...attractive too," Steve leaned down and kissed his new juvenile friend while returning the favor, caressing Buddy's upthrust cock and tiny testicals. "Where is everybody?" Buddy asked as their lips parted. "Well...look around..." Steve motioned to the gracefully moving creatures gliding on and under the water, seemingly watching them as much as they were being watched. "Aren't they beautiful, so smooth, sleek, graceful..." "Sexy..." Buddy added as he too admired the dorm's most unique architectural asset. "That too...and one might also add...horny," Steven smiled at all the hard young cocks the boys sported in the sunlit warmth of the water. "You horny?" Buddy looked up at the man, who once more leaned down and kissed him. "Ohhh, I guess I could use a good cum, you volunteering?" Steve teased. "I'm a pretty good cocksucker," Buddy once more turned his attention back to Steve's massive hard cock, somewhat intimidated by it, despite having bragged to his brother just a short time before of having sucked TEN inches. "Can you handle it?" Steve questioned, "orally, I mean." The boy was already handling him manually. "Dad's almost this big," Buddy told him. "Your dad teach you to suck?" Steve asked, a little surprised. "Among others," Buddy smiled up at him, then sank to his knees before the man and demonstrated his cocksucking prowess. "Ohhh yeah, fuck, I always knew you Americans were oversexed," Steve smiled down at the boy doing a very respectable job of arousing him sexually. "Feel good?" Buddy looked up at him, letting the massive cock slip from his drooling lips. "Your father taught you well," Steven complimented both father and son. "I see an empty bed, you wanna go lie down?" "I'll suck you then you suck me, okay?" Buddy offered as Steve led him gently to the massive bed. "Or, we could suck each other at the same time," Steve suggested. "No, I like it when you talk dirty while I'm suckin' you," Buddy told him, "urging me on. Makes me suck better...harder." "Quite a number of the boys seem to like that," Steve told him as the two of them reclined on the bed and Buddy once more pondered the best way to show Steve's monster hard cock a good time. "You swallow?" "Unless you taste really yucky?" Buddy giggled as he enveloped the man's cockhead with his beautiful, sweet lips. "Let me warn you, I'm on Duralon," Steve told the boy as he gently guided the up and down movement of Buddy's head on his cock. "But that usually improves the flavor somewhat." Buddy nodded knowingly. He knew all about Duralon, and not just its effects upon the men he often sucked or fucked, but from having enjoyed Cox Pharm's flagship sex pill himself. "Ohhhhhh yeah, nice technique...nice tongue action there...mmmmm sweet...ohhh yeah, feels good, boy, you really know your way around a man's cock," Steve cooed as he marveled at his little cocksucker's surprising expertise. "Ohhhh yeah, ohhh fuck, yeah, yeah, ohhhh god, where'd you ever learn to... ohhhh god, yes, yes, yes, suck that fucker, kid, ohhhhh man, almost better than that fuckin' machine over there this afternoon. Oohhh fuck, if it weren't for Duralon I'd be a dead man right now. Yeah, yeah, yeah, suck that fucker, suck that fucker, suck me, baby, suck my cock, suck it hard, suck it fast, ohhh yeah. Oh, yeah, god, you're good, oohhhh fuck yeah, where'd you ever learn THAT move...ooaooehoaiehoriho god, I never had anyone to THAT to me before...or THAT...or THAT, my god, kid, you're fuckin' INCREDIBLE." Buddy unleashed himself, doing stuff to the man's cock only he and Bobby had ever done together. He swirled, he swoopped, he gulped, taking an extreme amount of the man's cock down his throat despite its size. Steve was long but not fat. That made it easier. The basics Buddy had learned from his dad. The finer points came from Buff an Boff, the teenaged twins he and Bobby had met shortly after getting off the ship. He'd even learned a couple tricks from Bunny, his sister, who was quite the expert herself, having sucked probably every cock on the island at least once. "Ohhhhh fuck, kid you're starting to get to me," Steve gasped as he felt his sexual pleasure welling up within him. "God, you're good, unbelievable...only ten years old and already you suck cock better than I do...better than most of the men, ahghhahherhh yeah, yeah, yeah, boy, do it to me, boy, suck me, Buddy, suck my cock, suck me off, kid, suck me off...suck me off, suck me off, suck me off suck me off suck me off suckmeoff suckmeoff suckmeoff, suckmeoffsuckmeoffsuckmeoff, ahgoaooehoih god, gettin' me close, getting me close...closer...closser, oahhehh fuck kid get ready, gonna nut, gonna shoot cum...oohhh...ahhhh...ah...AHHHHHH....AHHAHAHHEHHAHGHHHEHRHHHGH... OGHEHAHEHRHAHH OHHAHEHHRH FUCK, KID, OGIEOAIEHROIH GOD, TAKE IT, BOY, TAKE MY CUM, SUCK MY COCK, SUCK ME OFF, KEEP SUCKIN' ME, KEEP SUCKIN' ME OFF, GOAOIIEHROIH YEAH, CUMMIN' SOOO HARD, OHHH YEAH, OHHHHHHH GOD, AMAZING...AMAZING...TAKING EVERY DROP, OHHHHH GOD, I CAN'T BELIEVE...I CAN'T BELIEVE THE FEELING, THE FEELING, OHHHHH GOD, THE FEELING, SHOOTING SO HARD, SUCK ME SOOO HARD, BOY, SOOO FUCKIN' HARD, SO0OOOO FUCKIN' HAARRRRRrrrrrdddd..." Steve gasped out his exquisite sexual pleasure, jetting his cum straight down the boy's gulping throat. He must taste pretty good, Steve decided. Even as his orgasmic pleasure ebbed, even as the man's spasms became softer and less frequent, Buddy continued sucking, feeling the Steve's cock jerk, throb, and pulsate between his lips. He could taste the subtle flavor of Duralon coupled with a sweet, salty tomatoey taste. Buddy guessed the man had gone for the salad pretty heavy at lunch. "Nice cum," he gazed up smiling, the Steve's oozing cock still resting against his chin. "Ohhhhh fuck, boy, you are one HELL of a cockster," Steve congratulated the sweet little creature who had just given him such incredible sexual pleasure. "By the way, I'm ELEVEN, not ten," Buddy took the time to correct the man. "Oh, well, that would explain EVERYTHING," Steve joked as he pulled the naked little boy up into his arms and kissed him profusely, tasting his own cum lingering on Buddy's lips. "You are a real TREASURE. If I have to leave here...ohhhh fuck, I'm really gonna MISS you." "You wanna suck ME, now?" Buddy asked, offering up his nubile little boy-body for the man's sucking pleasure. "I hope you don't expect me to match...what you did to me," Steve suggested, feeling more than a little intimidated by what the boy had done. "I've not sucked all that many cocks, you know...more recently than ever before but...come on, kid, get it up here, let me have a go at it." Buddy quickly slithered up, resting his knees on either side of Steve's head and taking aim at the man's mouth with his hyperactive five-point-three inches. If Buddy knew how to GIVE a good blowjob, he all the more knew how to ENJOY one, and was not shy about doing so. No sooner had he lodged his five-point-three between the man's lips than he was viciously face-fucking the him with a driving power almost more than his cocksucker could handle. "Let me know if you start to choke." Steve was as stunned by Buddy's ruthless cock as he had been by the kid's talented lips. It took every ounce of concentration, every conscious effort, everything he'd ever known about cocksucking to keep from balking at the pistoning appendage assaulting his oral cavity. My god, the kid's rabbit-fucking me and the little pup just got started, Steve thought as he shifted down so as to better assimilate Buddy's pounding boy-cock. If the kid had been even a half-inch longer, a tenth of an inch wider, he couldn't have taken him. As it was, several times the boy caused him to gag, though he seemed not to notice. "Hey, man, you're a pretty mean cocksucker yourself," Buddy laughed joyously as he thoroughly enjoyed the sexual act and the growing pleasure he was feeling. "I could fuck like this all day, man, ohhhhh yeah, yeah, yeah, take it, Mr. Steve, take my cock, ohhhhh yeah, suck it, man, suck that fucker, suck me off, fucker, suck me off, suck me off, suck me fuckin' off!" Bubby cried as he rode the man's face harder and faster with every word. "Ohhhh man, I'm gonna enjoy this, man, ohhhh god, you suck pretty good, for an older guy. You like my cock? You like suckin' off naked little boys? You like givin' naked little boys like me orgasms. You ever get face-fucked like this before, ever had a boy-cock like mine pounding down your throat before, ohhhh yeah, yeah, fucker, ogheoiaheoirho god, I love fuckin' your face like this, goeiahoerihoih yeah, yeah, suck me, mister, suck my cock, suck my cock, keep suckin' my cock, keep suckin' it, suckin' it, suckin'it and suckin'it and suckin'it, suckin' it, suckin' it, suckin' ittttttt..." God, the kid liked talkin' dirty. Steve had never heard such a diatribe of filthy language, especially from a boy of ELEVEN, before in his life. It gave him a thrill of sexual pleasure almost like an orgasm to realize he was giving the Buddy such a powerful dose of the same kind of pleasure Buddy had give him. The boy's tiny, slim pelvis was moving now with incredible speed, thrusting deep and fast and HARD. He wished there was something short of tossing the kid from the bed he could do to take control, but the boy was insatiable. Apparently the Cox Pharm cocksucking machine had sapped his libido. Steve had the feeling the boy wasn't even CLOSE to generating the sexual tension needed to pop an orgasm. Yet the kid seemed to have unlimited sexual stamina. "I'm gonna do it," Buddy warned as he felt Steve sucking him harder and harder by the second. "Ohhhh yeah, yeah, yeah, do it to me, man, do it to me, orgasm me, man, suck me off, suck my cock, suck me, suck me, keep suckin' me and suckin' me and suckin' me...ahahhehhaehhhhgh god, yeah, I like that, I fuckin' LOVE it, man, oghehaoeiehroeaiherh yeah, you're makin' me feel really good, really hot, really horny, really ready to cum, man. You're doin' it to me, you're doin' it to me, man, you're gonna make me cum, make me cum, suck me, suck me hard, suck me off, suck me off, suck me off, suck...suck...suck me...me...OFFFFF....OFFFFFFF...SUCK ME OFFF, SUCK ME OFF, OEHAOIHE GOD, FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOD, SUCKIN' ME, SUCKIN' ME, SUCKIN' ME, OAOIEHGOAEIHR FUCK, FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOD, AHEHHAHEHHRHHE GOD, SUCK ME OFF, SUCK ME OFF, SUCK ME OFFFFFFFFFF!" Steve was not what you'd call a born cocksucker. He couldn't take it. He had to pull off even as he felt the boy orgasm wildly in his mouth. "OH YEAH, OH YEAH, DO IT KID, FEEL IT, FEEL HOW GOOD IT FEELS WHEN I SUCK YOU, WHEN I JACK YOUR COCK, MAKIN' YOU CUM, MAKIN' YOU CUM AND CUM AND CUM AND...FUCCCCKKK, IF YOU WERE SHOOTIN' I'D BE DROWNIN' IN CUM, BOY, OH YEAH, OH YEAH, GOD, YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL WHEN YOU'RE FEELING IT, WHEN YOU'RE GOIN' OVER THE TOP, FUCCCKKK, KID, YEAH, OHHH GOD, I LOVE GIVING BEAUTIFUL, NAKED LITTLE BOYS LIKE YOU THE FEELING, THE PLEASURE, THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE... YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL, SWEET, LITTLE-BOY FACE, OHHH YEAH, DO IT, DO IT, KEEP DOIN' IT KEEP FEELING IT, BOY, OHHH YEAH, BEAUTIFUL, JUST BEAUTIFUL, SOOOOO FUCKIN' BEAUTIFUL!!"