Date: Sun, 12 Jan 2014 17:34:46 -0500 From: John Marshall Subject: Erotic Isle: the Endless Orgasm Chapter 31 In trying to avoid the most common plot scenarios featured on Nifty, this story continues the saga which began with "The Working Boys,"continued with "Ecstasy Island," followed by "Ecstasy Renewed," "EcstasyInc," and "The Pharm Boys." "Erotic Isle: the Endless Orgasm" like the previous segment, 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" (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. Some of the characters from the earlier stories have returned to become major characters, 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 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: 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. EROTIC ISLE: THE ENDLESS ORGASM CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE "Doctor Warren just landed he'll be here in ten minutes," the nurse at the security station on the fourth floor of Cox Bristol Research center told Justin Bieber and Titan Adonis as they waited tiredly in rather uncomfortable chairs across from the desk. "How long before we'll know something?" Justin asked her politely. "Well, he'll have to consult, scrub up, probably be a half-hour before the boy goes back into surgery," the nurse contemplated the time schedule. "Beyond that, I have no idea how long the surgery will take, we don't often do this procedure here." "Try NEVER," Titan correct knowledgeably. "Not since the first time, when we upgraded him," the nurse admitted. "You two look like you could use some sleep, you wanna log out in Hanson's quarters until we get some news on the boy. I can call you." Justin and Titan looked at one another is dismay. It had been nearly 24 hours since either of them had slept. Yet neither of them wanted to "log-out" at such a crucial time, if indeed, either of them could sleep if they did. "Sure, better than these...butt beaters," Justin rubbed his sore ass as he got up. "You comming, stud?" Titan forced himself up from the chair. He shrugged. "If you'll suck me off, first. I can't go to sleep without an orgasm," he joked. "Sex? You want sex at a time like...ohhhhh, what the hell..." Justin sighed, rolling his eyes. "Right through there, Titan knows the way," the attractive young female nurse pointed. "Just try to keep the noise down, this IS a hospital, you know. It's still early, people are trying to sleep...especially the ones who just came to work." "I can't believe you wanna...cum...at a time like...when your brother's in there, fighting for his life, and you want sucked off?" Justin muttered under his breath as he followed Titan through Hanson's deserted office. "What if Hanson's using the bed?" "You don't mind a three-way, do you?" Titan joked. "Not when I can barely stand up," Justin told the boy. "She wouldn't have suggested it if he was in the building," Titan looked back over his shoulder, making sure the lagging Bieb was still following him. "I don't know if I can....perform...under the circumstances," Justin pretended to worry. Watching Titan's cute butt move as they walked guaranteed that. "You're hard. I'm hard. We'll perform," Titan assured him. "I get horny when I'm stressed." "Have you talked to Dr...whatzisname about that?" Justin joked as they entered Hanson's lavish job site bedroom. "No, if I did, I'd have him dial it UP a notch...you can never be too horny, right?" Titan winked as he sprawled out seductively across the made-up bed. "Come on, baby, come pleasure this naked young boy of yours," he taunted Justin, waving his hard, throbbing seven-inch boy-cock as Justin slipped nakedly into bed next to him and then went immediately for Titan's cock. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...." "You wanted this, so don't you dare go to sleep on me," Justin warned, "...or I'll fuck the popcorn outta ya." "Popcorn?" Titan laughed. "Don't ask," Justin laughed. "It just sounded good at the time." Then he went back down on Titan's burgeoning hard cock, feeling it harden like titanium in his mouth and begin thrusting upwards. "Ohhhhh, fuck, kid, slow down, it's been a long day," Justin pleaded, lifting his lips from Titan's cock, then plunging back down hungrily again. "I can't slow down, I need to cum," Titan gasped as his sexual pleasure rose higher by the second. "This is gonna be a short one." Justin wanted to thank him for his consideration but his mouth was too full of heaving, thrusting, driving, hard boy-cock to talk. He sucked...hard...harder and harder...faster and faster...deeper and deeper, unleashing every cocksucking trick he'd ever learned in all his years of pleasing other boys' cocks. "Do it, do it, keep doin' that, keep suckin' it like that, ohhhh fuck, Justin, ohhhhh fuck, fuck, fuck, keep suckin' me like that, oahhahhhh god, feels good, feels good, feelin' my cum boilin' up inside me, feeling the feeling, gettin' me closer and closer, man, aohghahhehahhh fuck, aoogheoaiehroihh fuck, suck it, suck it, keep suckin' it, aoghoaiehorh yeah, oahghehah fuck yeah, man, gonna fuckin' cum, gonna fuckin' cum, keep suckin' me, ahghahoerihoah fuck keep suckin' me, keep suckin' me, keep...keep....oahgoaiheohi....hahhehhrhhh...here it....it...it CUMMMMSSSS....AGHOEAIEHEORAH GOD, JUSTIN, CUMMIN', MAN, CUMMIN', CUMMIN' GHOAIEHOAIHOEIHAOHE GOD, THE FEELING, GOIEHAOIEHRO FUCK, KEEP SUCKIN' IT, KEEP MAKIN' ME CUM, GHAOIEHROIH GOD, JUST SUCK THE CUM RIGHT OUTTA MY COCK, RIGHT UP FROM MY BALLS, AGHOAIHEOIHO GOD, THE FEELING...THE FEELING...IT'S INCREDIBLE, GHOAIEHROIAH GOD, I NEEDED THIS, GOIAHOEIHROIH FUCCCCKKKK...FUCCCCKKKKK....AHGHAOIEIHROAIHEOIH FUCCCCKKKkkkkk..." "GEEESSHHHHH WHAT A LOADDDDDDD!" Justin gasped as he slowly lifted his lips from Titan's oozing cock. "You really did need it bad." He looked up at the boy. His eyes were closed in ecstasy. No, actually, his eyes were closed in slumber. The kid had gone to sleep in the middle of his orgasm...or near the END of it, at any rate. Justin wiped his mouth then crawled up the length of the boy's sleeping naked body and fell instantly asleep himself. -------------------------- Justin had no idea what time it was or how long he and Titan had slept. All he knew was he could feel a boy's lips sucking his cock. He was too tired to even open his eyes. It felt good. He assumed it was Titan's lips giving him much needed sexual pleasure. He did his best to remain conscious enough to enjoy it. He could tell by what the boy was doing to him that it had to be Titan. No other boy he'd ever met or known could do that to his cock. Up, down, swirl around, up down, swirl around, ohahhahhh fuck, what a talented tongue the boy had. He pretended to still be asleep, hoping the aching, naked sexual pleasure he could feel gradually building up in his thin, trembling loins wouldn't betray him. MMMMmmmm...felt good, the feeling so soothing, yet exciting, the warmth deep down in his loins so extremely satisfying, it was becomming more and more difficult to keep from writhing in the growing pleasure Titan was giving his cock. Justin watched as the boy's head bobbed up and down over his soaring eight inches. The kid was remarkable. He could take virtually ALL of it if he chose, though he didn't always go all the way down. It wasn't Titan's head, mouth, or throat that was giving Justin such excruciating pleasure, it was the boy's tongue, the feeling almost as if Titan was somehow penetrating his cock, crawling inside it... "Quit pretending," Titan smiled up at him then swept back down over Justin's cock. "Pretending what?" Justin replied groggily. "Pretending you could SLEEP though this," Titan gazed up at him, Justin's cock in hand, then sucked back down on it. "Suck me off, we better get back...aahhahhahhehooohghahehhhh god, kid, you're fuckin' good, I keep forgetting how....oaoghh oaoghoieaoheihrhahehhiiiiihhhhhooooah fucccckkkk...suck it, suck it, suck it, suck it, boy, hboiahoeihohiaohahh god, that feels good, aghhaoierhoaih, fuck, you've no idea how good that feels, aghhaoeihaoiehroihoahhahh fffuuccckkk." "I've got a VERY good idea," Titan insisted, then sucked back down on the cock in his hand, twisting his head, swirling his tongue, multiplying the pleasure again and again. "Ohhhahhhhahh fuck, I can't fuckin' STAND it, make me cum, Titan, make me cum, aoghaoiehr fuck orgasm me, boy, orgasm me, orgasm me...make me cum, make me cum, make me CUMMMMMMMMM...CUMMMMMMMAOGHOAHEORHO GOD, MAKIN' ME CUMMMMM...SUCK IT, SUCK IT, SUCK ME OFF, SUCK ME OFF, SUCK ME FUCKIN' OFF, TITAN, TAKE IT, TAKE IT, TAKE MY CUM, TAKE MY CUM, GHAOIEHROIH GOD, YES, THE FEELING, THE FEELING YOU'RE GIVIN' ME, BOY, AHGHOAOIOEIHROIH GOD, KEEP DOIN' IT, KEEP DOIN' IT TO ME LIKE THAT, KEEP SUCKIN' ME, KEEP SUCKIN' ME...AOGHAHOEIRHOAHEORH GOD, KEEP SUCCKIN' MEEEEEEEEEEEE...!" There was a brief knock on the door, then the nurse stepped inside. "Your friend is coming out of surgery now," she told them. "He still anesthetized but Dr. Warren can...uhhhh...whenever you two are finished." She watched for a moment, then ducked back out. "We better shower and get back," Justin suggested as Titan lifted his lips and presented them to Justin in a lingering kiss. "If you'll promise not to molest me in the shower," Titan bargained. "I think you've been molested enough for one...what the fuck time is it, anyway...day or night?" Justin looked about. The blinds were drawn. He couldn't tell. "The shower is this way," Titan dragged him from the bed. "Try not to drip cum on the carpet, it's hell tryin' to get it cleaned off." "Right," Justin smiled as he allowed himself to be led into the spacious tiled shower, big enough for twice their number. "Feel better now?" Titan kissed him as they soaped one another's naked bodies. "I'll survive," Justin confirmed. "You give nice orgasms." "So do you," Titan smiled, kissing him once more as they rinsed off. "Oh, like you'd know," Justin teased. "No one I know has ever gone to sleep during one of my super blowjobs...except for YOU!" "I get sleepy when I get horny," Titan joked. "And last night it was 'I get horny when I get sleepy'." Justin reminded him as they turned off the gentle overhead spray. "Stressed." Titan corrected. "Stressed?" "I get horny when I get stressed," Titan enjoyed being toweled off. "I hate it when someone misquotes me." "Sorry, I'm not built with a Level-Five, total recall mind," Justin told the boy as he now dried himself off while watching Titan brush his hair. "Hanson is going to kill you, using his brush and stuff." "Hanson can go fuck himself," Titan told him defiantly. He handed the brush to Justin who did his best to replicate his hair stylist's creation atop his head. "Hurry up, if I know Doc, and believe me, I do, he'll be the next one wanting to sack out in here." Titan hadn't been far wrong. They met Dr. Warren in the hall just outside Hanson's office "Ohhhhh...there you are, I was wondering...you two have been FUCKING each other while I was...never mind," Mike Warren knew them both well enough to not have to guess what they'd been doing together. "Never mind that, how'd it go?" Justin asked anxiously. Mike took a deep breath, Tricky...slow...exhausting...I suppose you two left the place flooded with cum in there?" "He gonna be alright?" Titan asked breathlessly. "He'll survive, learn to fuck again...sterile as hell, but..." Mike told the boy tiredly. "Errr...Doc, I think he was already sterile," Titan reminded him. "How long before we can see him?" "Hour...maybe two...hard to tell with Adonises," Doc advised. "You never know whether to treat them as human or cybernetic." "How long before he can get back on his feet and leave the island?" Justin asked, blocking the doctor's path to a much needed rest. "On his feet...a day or two...probably tomorrow," Doc told them. "Leave the island...whoa...that's hard to say." "Hard to say?" Justin probed, unsatisfied with Mike Warren's reply. "Looks like your...million-dollar...MULTI...million dollar investment may be in escrow for a while," Mike told the entertainer smugly. "He'll stay here as long as I SAY he'll stay here." "But Doc..." Titan began. "Now get the fuck outta my way before you have to CARRY me in to bed," Mike pushed past them. "Fuckin' asshole...What time is it? How long was he in there?" Justin asked as they neared the security desk once more. "It's four in the afternoon, the surgery lasted for...just under six hours," the nurse overheard and informed them. "You two enjoy each other in there?" "Maybe you should have wakened us sooner...you could have joined the party," Justin joked. "Are you crazy? While on duty? Dr. Scott...he'd give me a double tit-ectomy if he caught me fuckin' around on the job," the nurse said without smiling. "However, I do get off in less than an hour if you'd...like to...fool around." "Sorry," Justin smile induligently, "I'm gay." "I'm not," Titan winked suggestively, obscenely stroking his soaring young boy-cock to hardness. "You looked pretty gay in there," the nurse smiled down at the boy. "You're Titan, right?" "And you're...uhhhh...name is...Rat shit, right?" Titan joked. "That's NURSE Ratchitt to you, fucker," the nurse glared at him. ------------------------------------- "We'd like to...uhhh...errr...talk to you," Marco stammered slightly as he and Bunny found her father and Derek hovering over a computer in their den. Doug Bristol looked up from the keyboard and just stared for a moment. "Young man, you owe me eight hundred dollars." "Eight...ulp...hundred...." Marco choked. "Why? What for?" "Chateau de Rothschild, 1988, ring any bells?" Doug eyed the teenager. "Dad that was ME, not Marco, stole the champagne," Bunny protested. "Oh, right, and I know how much you LOVE champagne," Doug sneered at his daughter. "But...I didn't drink...I mean..." Marco started to object. "And don't try too blame it on Silly," Doug warned. "More than a few sips and he'd have been flat on his ass out there still." "Dad, we wanna get married," Bunny chose to change the subject by hopefully shocking her dad. "Tomorrow afternoon at four," Doug snapped. "I'll see to the arrangements...but NO CHAMPAGNE!" "Huh?" Marco gaped at his future father-in-law dumbly. "Now, suppose we discuss how you and your new bride are going to repay the debt you owe," Doug returned to the original subject. "That's it?" Bunny gaped at her father in surprise. "Tomorrow afternoon at four?" "We can make it five, if you like," Derek barely suppresed a smile. Neither he nor Doug was the least bit surprised at the latest development in the ongoing Marco-Bunny romance. "By the way, I don't see a ring." Bunny glanced down at her naked fingers, embarrassed, even though the rest of her was naked too. "And, if you think I'm going to pay for matrimonial jewelery, think again," Doug told them sternly. "How many you inviting?" Derek asked, apparently assuming the role of mother of the bride. Stunned, Bunny was momentarily speechless. Then, eyes flashing she told him. "Every damned fuckin' hard cock on the island." "Whew," Derek whistled. "Doug, the Duralon alone is gonna cost us a small fortune." "Call up your friends on Ecstasy, get'em to give us some of that new EO shit...for testing purposes only, of course...we can forget about the ceremony and the rings...AND the bar tap for that many horny fuckers," Doug suggested, for the first time cracking a wry smile betraying his joy in hearing that he was about to become a father-in-law. "Speaking of sex," Derek sort of changed the subject. "Ohhhhhh fuck, here it comes," Bunny muttered under her breath. "Young man, we have a rather wild and free sexual lifestyle around here," Derek began. "We've long since forgotten there is such a word as incest...if you know what I mean." "I do," Marco intoned soberly. "No...no, no, save that for tomorrow when the J.P. asks you..." Derek joked. "What I'm asking you is..." "Am I willing to share my new wife with her...immediate family, right?" Marco interrupted. "Something like that," Derek eyed the boy quite seriously, trying to read as much how he FELT as what he SAID. "We've talked about that," Bunny went to her fiance's rescue. "No, no, Bunny, we all, know how YOU feel about family sex," Derek interjected. "I want to hear it from Marco's own cocksucking lips how HE'S going to fit in around here." "Cocksuck..." Marco nearly choked. "We're assuming the two of you are going to be living with the bride's parents, at least until you get your bar tab settled," Doug told them succinctly. "It's her cunt. She can fuck whoever she likes," Marco blurted. "We don't....OWN each other." "And you? It's your cock. You gonna fuck whoever YOU like?" Derek probed deeper than he knew Marco wanted to go. "Of course, it's only fair, he can fuck who he likes too?" Bunny once more tried to help him out. "Bunny, shut up, I'm talking to Marco," Derek snapped. Marco paused. "Of course...like she said, it's only..." Marco repeated after his future wife. "Would you care to fuck ME...or her father...just to seal the deal...so to speak?" Derek drove home his point. "Right now." "We'd want to reciprocate, of course," Doug added dryly. "Recipro...?" Marco had never heard the word before. "Fuck YOU...in return," Doug cut him off, making himself perfectly clear. "Just to prove I'm...no longer homophobic?" Marco glared at the two as Bunny tugged his arm, watching his well-documented Italian temper begin to rise. Derek laughed. "No, son...of course not. You'd need to prove you're GAY." "Or at least Bi," Doug allowed. Marco grew nervous, looking down at Bunny in dispair, searching for the words to declare his...straightness...but finding none. He desperately loved Bunny, but what her "fathers" were proposing ran contrary to everything he knew and felt. Sucking off a cute little boy like Silly in a drunken stupor was one thing, but cold, hard, sober, consensual man-sex...a three-way at that; a huge, hard man-cock probing his ass, pumping cum into him, hurting like hell...another face-fucking him, shooting cum down his throat... "Someone wanna drop a pin, I think my hearing is failing me," Derek cracked. "NO!" Marco cried suddenly, loudly enough to erase all doubts in Derek's mind regarding his hearing. "Well...I guess that settles that," Doug shrugged. "Dad..." Bunny pleaded, looking after Marco as he stormed from the room, torn between running after him and trying to reason with her father. "At least the boy's got gumption," Derek smiled, actually starting to admire the troubled young teen. "Dad, how could you? I love..." Bunny began sobbing. Doug reached around his crying daughter, hugging her. "The wedding will go on as...not planned." "But daddy..." Bunny looked up at her father in perplexed dismay. "I was just testing him," Doug told her lovingly. "It was a matter than had to be settled, brought out in the open, and better now than later." "No one can...MAKE someone else gay...or bi, either, I suppose," Derek told his step-daughter, also hugging her. "Nor should they try." "But...Marco..." Bunny sobbed still. Derek smiled down at the naked young girl in their arms, "He may never change...and then again..."