Date: Wed, 9 Apr 2014 01:34:00 -0400 From: John Marshall Subject: Jackin' Jack Cox Chapter 5 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. Though there is some mention of some of the characters from the earlier stories all the people in this story are new characters. The sexual encounters are primrily 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. JACKIN' JACK COX CHAPTER FIVE "Your uncle is pretty cool," Jack told Ien as the two of them were leaving the governor's office. "I thought you'd like him...everyone does...guess that's why he the govern..." "Uhhhhh...Mr. Cox...please pause here," the robotic e-ceptionist requested as they passed its desk. "The governor has just requested a few more minutes of your time, if you don't mind." Ien smiled, shurgging. "He's the boss," as they turned to go back. "He requested you be alone," the e-ceptionist added. "I can get your friend a drink, maybe some snackets?" "Just water," Jack requested, having learned his lesson at breakfast not to trust 25th century food. "I'll wait out here." "I could masturbate you while you're waiting, if you'd like?" the e-ceptionist offered. Jack couldn't help laughing. His curiosity was running rampant, but he wasn't sure he wanted to trust his cock to a machine. "I'l...pass." "Pass?" the machine requested clarification, one metalic eyebrow raised. "I think that means, not this time," Ien guessed. "I'll be back out in a few minutes...enjoy the view...or there's a cute kid down the passage over there about your age, works in P.R. but his S.R. is pretty good too." "S.R.?" Jack was almost afraid to ask. "Sexual relations," Ien rolled his eyes. "God, kid, do I have to explain EVERYTHING?" "I'll just...wander about...enjoy the view," Jack smiled. "You better get your hot ass in there, don't want to keep Uncle Guv waiting." "Uncle Guv?" the e-receptionist laughed mechanically. "Forget you heard that...delete it," Ien ordered. "Deletion complete," the e-ceptionist responded. "Yes?" Ien once more greeted his uncle as he returned to his office, alone this time. "I was going to have you come back this evening but...well, I wouldn't want to divert you from...god, he's so...lovely... incredible..." Avery Cox shook his head in awed disbelief. "Damned fine cocksucker, too." "Yes, well, we better get on with this before the kid demonstrates his sexual prowess with the whole 401st floor," Ien told his uncle impatiently. "Of course..." the governor recovered. "Now that I've met the little...I need to know where you're going with this next?" "We discussed that. We get him aclimated somewhat...then begin filling him in on what we hope he'll do when he gets back to 1961," Ien said as he sat down casually on the edge of his uncle's desk. "I hate that...'hope he'll do' line," the governor sighed, shaking his head. "I don't have to tell you how much we have resting on what we...'hope this kid'll do'." "I realize that, but..." Ien began. "I hate uncertainties...and as much as I like him...god, LOVE him personally..." "LOVE?" Ien eyed his uncle critically. "I know, I know...I know what I said a while ago but..." "We talked about this before. We decided it would be unwise to install a chip and..." Ien recounted. "Which might or might not survive the transfer back...and in any case, might backfire, not to mention introduce 25th century technology to the 20th...I know all that but..." the governor recalled. "I can get him ready to go back without a chip in his brain," Ien insisted. "The kid's sharp as a needle...perceptive as fuckin' hell...and I'm not so sure he wouldn't BALK at the idea of an interfacing chip tucked neatly away in the back of his head." "Your point is well-taken," Avery admitted. "There's only one Jack Cox and we can't, under any circumstances, do anything to alienate the boy." "Trust me, that cock, those balls...the horny little fucker won't let us down," Ien assured his uncle. "Is there anything...have you thought this through...is there anything we can do that would...I guess guarantee is too much to ask but...improve our odds?" "Yes...I did think of one possiblity last night," Ien admitted. "Go on." "Do we have anything in the archives as to unclaimed lottery funds from the 1960s?" Ien asked. "Not just the funds but the winning numbers?" "Whoa...sounds risky," the governor reacted. "Unclaimed lottery funds went back into operational accounts if I recall my ancient economics course." "I have a feeling the kid's going to need some money at some point," Ien suggested. "Literally the only thing he can take back with him from the 25th century is what's in that cute little head of his. I think there might be room for some dates and numbers." "What's to keep the kid from just cashing in and saying 'fuck the 25th century'?" "Not one damned thing...nothing we could do about it," Ien admitted. "Of course, he'd have to be twenty-one to win so we'd have a few years for him to...mature." "Looks like you need to brush up on your Cox family history...see if he'd even NEED a few million in the years after he turns twenty-one, and..." the governor told his nephew. "Meanwhile...I'll press the archivist at Pepperdine to check the database, see what's there." "This fuckin' around with history is scarey as hell," Ien noted as he got up. "Once we send him back, we're going to have to monitor the CoxInt database 24-7 for YEARS to see if he...I hate to say this but...screws anything...or EVERYthing all to hell." "Or, we could just both...hell, half the people in this building are Jason Cox decendants...we could just all...disappear... cease to exist...in a nanosecond." Ien shuddered. "I'll be sure to impress that upon him." "God, I wish I could give you some guidelines...what to tell him, what not to but..." the governor got up to walk his nephew to the door, his arm around the teenagers shoulders. "Seat of our pants..." Ien sighed. "Huh?" "It's an early 20th century phrase I came across...fits perfectly," Ien smiled up at his uncle as the man kissed him. "It's from pioneering aviation...flying by the seat of our pants...by instinct...feelings..." "Ohhh...by the way, could you and your 20th century little angel come over tonight for dinner, I'd like to get to know my extremely...'great' grandfather a little better," the governor requested as his office doors slid open. "Sure...mmmm...doesn't seem to be out here....that is if I can FIND the little fucker by that time," Ien laughed, kissing his uncle goodbye." "Nineteen hundred?" Avery suggested. "What does the boy like." "Very little that's not illegal," Ien laughed. "Cheeseburger and fries..." "Nothing illegal about..." "With ground beef?" Ien added. "FRIED ground beef?" "Ooooooo," Avery grimaced. "I'll...err...see what I can do. What are fries, by the way?" Avery asked. "Potatoes I think," Ien advised. "Cut in shafts. ALSO fried...in deep vats of SWINE fat." "Gross...what are potatoes?" Avery asked quizically. "Ask Pepperdine when you call them...have them check under...Mac...uhhh...Ronalds...I think that's the name...something like that." "Mr. Cox, your friend is up on the roof," the e-ceptionist apprised him as Ien began looking for Jack. "The ROOF?" Ien reacted. "What the fuck's he doin'...never mind, I can guess," Ien sighed, heading for a stairwell. Ien heard them before he saw them. It wasn't what he'd expected. They were both naked. They were fucking. Ien blinked in dismay. Jack was fucking a GIRL. He was balls deep in her cunt, his ass driving upward as she rode him, into her at a furious pace, obviously very close to orgasmic ecstasy. "Hahaiaeiaieaheirihh man, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck the shit outta me, man, I want your cum, I want that cock, hghahehroiho fuck, breed me, ghhoaoeirho yeah, shoot it, give me your cum, harder, faster, deeper hgffgahhaheiio... heiagaoerih...oaoeihieoaoeihohhhhhihgiighghhahhhhhh!!" the young girl Ien guessed to be about fourteen was crying out with every pounding upward thrust of Jack's powerful hard cock. Ien didn't know the girl though he'd seen her once or twice. Theoretically bisexual, he wasn't in the habit of noticing girls in particular. Except for a couple of his wives the night before, it had been weeks since he'd fucked one. "Hey, Ien, ya wanna fuck her when I get done with her?" Jack called out to him as he noticed his fifteen-year-old friend watching them. "She fucks really good, ya oughta try her. Ohahhahehh yeah, babe, take it, take my cock, make me cum, babe, fuck that fucker, do it to me, do it to me, ahgoaiiahoerihaoerhhhhahh fuckkkkk," Jack cried out as he lay on his back on the grassy roof of the CoxINT tower. He held the girl by her pelvis and guided her as she bounced up and down on his upthrust boy-cock. "I'll pass," Ien echoed Jack's phrase from a few minutes earlier. Apparently Jack preferred live girls to mechanical e-ceptionists. "We'll be done in a minute, Mr. Cox, he's about ready to shoot," the girl smiled up at Ien as he stood over them, watching in some amusement at the sexual spectacle they were presenting. It didn't surprise him that she knew his name even though he didn't know hers. "Ooooaooaooooohhahhahh, I think....do it to me, Jack, do it to me, do it to me, make me...make me...I'm gonna...GONNNNA CUMMMMMM....AGHEAOAOOEOAIEHROHOAEIHR GOD, FUCKER, I'M CUMMIING, MAKIN' ME CUM, MAKIN' ME FUCKIN' CUMMMMM....GHAOIEROAIHEO FUCCK, GHAOIEHROIA FUCCCK, FUCK ME, MAN, FUCK MY CUNT, OOGHAOEIH GOD, FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOD, YOUR COCK, SHOOTIN' YOUR CUMMMMM...KEEP SHOOTIN' IT, KEEP SHOOTIN' IT, FEELS SO WARM AND...AHHGHAHHEHH YEAH, YEAH, KEEP FUCKIN' ME, KEEP FUCKIN' ME LIKE THAT, KEEP...KEEEP...AHGHOOEAIEHOR FUCKIN' MEEEEEE!!" "I'M CUMMIN' TOOO...HHGOIAEOIRH YEAH, YEAH, OOAIIEHAROEIH FUCK BABE, SUCKIN' THE CUM RIGHT OUTTA MY COCK, MAN, HOAIEHRO GOD, YOU FUCK GOOD, AHGOOOAIEHROIHO YEAH, YEAH, FEELS SOOOO GOOD, SHOOTIN' MY CUM IN YOUR CUNT, HGOAIEHROIH YEAH, YEAH, GHAOIEHROIHO FUCK YEAHHHHH, GHOAEIAOEIHROIHO FUUUUCCKKK....FUCCCCKKKK...UNANNANHNGGHHH...UNNNAGHHHHAHHGH...GOOOAEIHORH GOD, YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhh..." Jack's cries of sexual ecstasy tapered off as did the girl's movement on his cock. She collapsed forward covering him, both their beautiful, slender, naked bodies glowing with perspiration, still trembling, stil quivering and thrusting together at one another as their sexual pleasure began to ebb. "Ohh man, you're a good fucker." "Well...now that...THAT'S over...we better get...where's your pants?" Ien looked about. The girl started laughing. "The wind blew'em over the side!" "You're kidding me," Ien rolled his eyes in surprise and dismay. "Yep...they just went...whoosh...and...look, that may be them right up there...no more to the left, " Jack pointed as the girl who had just fucked herself on his cock, disengaged her cunt from his slippery hot shaft. "WHOOSH!" Ien repeated. "They just went...whoosh?" "More of a...SWOOSH," the girl corrected his false impression. "Oh..." Ien nodded, "What's your name?" "Yeah, what's your name? I forgot to ask." Jack admitted. "Cecillia...but I'm called Illia," the girl told them. "I better get back downstairs to work before...Uncle Guv...misses me," she laughed. "Jack...you didn't..." Ien gasped in horror. "You told her..." "She already knew you was the governor's nephew," Jack sat up tiredly on both elbows in the grassy softness. "Noooo...dip...I mean the...Uncle Guv...part," Ien complained. "Sorry," Jack winced, realizing his error. "I saw her in the hall, she said she'd like to sample my sperm." Jack told Ien as he sat on up, watching Illia leave. "What was I to say? I offered to let her suck me, but she said she wanted my cock inside her. She wanted us to fuck so..." "You needn't appologize," Ien told Jack. "I think I told you...dressed like that...you'd get lots of...offers. Here in this century, girls aren't the least bit shy about asking for what they want sexually...well...boys too, I guess, but..." "Next thing I knew, she dragged me up here, pushed me down, hopped on my cock, and before I knew it, she was bobbin' up and down on me just fuckin' the livin' shit outta me," Jack recounted. "Man, she really fucks gooooooddddd, too...WOW!" "So I noticed," Ien smiled, offering Jack a hand as he pulled the boy to his feet, then into his arms, kissing him intensely. "YOU wanna fuck me too?" Jack whispered between Ien's clinging lips. "I thought you'd never ask," Ien smiled as he gently lowered Jack back down to the grass and began ridding himself of his clothes. "Be careful where you leave'em, they might go..." "Yes...whoosh...I know," Ien laughed as he once more kissed jack lavishly, then lifted the boy's legs, taking aim at Jack's boyish pucker. He quickly spit on his cock, then entered the twelve-year-old's boy-cunt. "We gonna go flyin' off to another century like last time?" Jack questioned as he struggled to accomodate the slowly invading length of Ien's rock-hard cock. "We're gonna fly, kid, but not to another century," Ien smiled down at Jack, then kissed his delicious lips yet again. "I'm gonna send us flying off into the land of ecstasy, a land of such exquisite, naked, sexual pleasure you'll never want to come back." "Land of Ecstasy...I like that...oaoaohehhrh yeah, like your cock too...everyone naked in this Land of Ecstasy?" Jack's imagination began the flight. "Ohhhahhahhehh yeahhhhhhhh...yeahhhhhh....deeper...don't hold back, deeeper, deeeeeper, give me all of it...all your cock, all the way, all the wayyyyyyyy..." "You sure?" Ien questioned as he nonetheless slowly glided his cock into the boy. "OOOOooahahhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!" Jack moaned as he felt fully impaled. "Feeeeels gooooooooooooooddddd!" "God, you're incredible....incredible...ohhahhahh fuck, you take a cock like a five-hundred credit pleasure boy at the SpRitz!" Ien sighed as he began his sexual retreat. "The SpRitz?" "It's an Orgasmatorium down on the strip...oahhahhhh fuck, this is nice, love your ass," Ien sighed even as he tried to explain. "One giant orgy 24-7, all guys, hundreds of'em, unending...five hundred credits an hour...uannahhahh ahgooaiehroih fuck oaoiheoi, yeah, boy, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, now, oaoiehroih yeah, move that ass, fuck me, fuck me, fucccckkk meee...!" "Is that a lot?" Jack asked as he responded sexually, heaving and thrusting upwards toward Ien's cock, gripping the older boys's ass, trying to pull him in deeper. "It's a month's salary for me," Ien told the boy. "I've only been there once...took me a YEAR to get back on my feet... financially, I mean," Ien recounted. "I just got started fuckin' and...and couldn't stop...orgasm after orgasm after orgasm...I lost track of time. Unfortunately the computer DIDN'T. About fifty orgasms later, cost me...hahooaohahh fuck, hahgoeiaheorih fuck...nothing like...like HALF as good as you...ahgoeiaheorihh...half as good as you're makin' me feel right now." "I guess I should start charging by the HOUR?" Jack joked as he felt the first, tightening pangs of yet another orgasmic burst of pleasure starting to well up deep, down, inside his loins. "HOOOO man, yeah, yeah, fuck me, man, fuck my ass, ooaoighoeiahoeirhoh god, Ien, you're even better than...than...whatzername...ahghoeaiehroih yeah, gonnna give me another fuckin' great orgasm, man, ghoaiheroih yeah, yeah, orgasm me, orgasm me, do it to me, fuck my ass, give it too me, give me your cum, give me ALL your cum, man, ooaoeihaoeirh god, yeah, yeah, breed me, man, give me your cum, give me your cock, I wanna feel you gushin'...feel you...ghaoeirho yeah, feel you cummin' inside me...feel...feeel. OOAHEOIHO fuck, Ien, you're gonna do it to me, you're gonna do it to me, goiaoheorih god, you...you're doin' it to me...doin' it to me...NOW...NOW... NOW, GHAOEIRHOAIEHORIH FUCK, IEN, DO IT TO ME, DO IT TO ME, ORGASM ME, GHAOEIRHOI FUCKK YESS, GIVIN' ME ONE HELL OF AN ORGASM, MAN, GIAEHORIHO GOD, THIS FEELING, LOVE THIS FEELING, LOVE YOUR COCK, GIVIN' ME YOUR CUM, OAIHAGOIEHAO YEAH, YEAH, YEAHHH, MORE, MORE, GIVE ME MORE, MORE OF YOUR CUMMMMMMMMM!" "GETTIN' ALLL I GOT, ALL MY CUM, GIVIN' IT TO YA, GIVIN' YA MY CUM, BABE, OHBIHAOIEHROIHOAIHE GOD, THIS FEELING, FUCKIN' YOU, FUCKIN' YOU...SO HOT, SO TIGHT, SO SEXUAL, SO...SOOO...OAEIAHOEIRHOAIEHOIHEOAIHERE GOD, BLAST AFTER BLAST, OGIEHOAIH YEAH, SHOOT YOUR CUM TOO, SHOOT YOUR CUM, GHOAIEHRO YEAH, GLUIN' US TOGETHER WITH YOUR CUM, JACK, OGIHAOEIRH FEELS GOOD, SHOOTIN' OUR CUM TOGETHER LIKE THIS...SPURTIN' OUT...BLASTIN' EACH OTHER, GHAOEIRHO FUCK, YEAH, YEAH, YEAHHHHHHH!!" "AHAHAOEOHHHHHHHHHHHooooahhhhahhhh fucccckkkk...hhahhahhhahhhhhhoooaohhah fucccckkkkkkk...aogheohoa fucccck, that felt good, ghoaiehroih fuck, still feelin' good, ghoaiehroih fuccckkk...love that stuff in the water...man, orgasms like...like I never felt before...soooo....soooo...oaoiehroihoihoiahhehrhhh fucccckkkkkkkk..." Jack lay back, totally relaxed now, Ien's cock still deep inside him, still oozing out his cum. "You just keep getin' better and better each time I fuck you," Ien sighed, once more devouring Jack pretty face with kisses. "It's a good thing we didn't...mesh like this when we chronoported, we'd have overshot and both ended up in the next century." "Wonder if the food's any better there?" Jack sighed. "Ohhhhh...I almost forgot...in our sexual debauchery...Uncle...Avery...has invited us over for dinner tonight at nineteen hundred," Ien announced. "White tie?" Jack asked. "White tie? What's that mean?" Ien looked at his quizically as he pulled out. "White tie and tails...a tux...fancy black suit, white shirt, white tie, patended leather shoes," Jack described. "You're hillarious," Ien told him. "I didn't understand one word of that. I take it you're questioning the wearing apparel appropriate for the occassion?" "Wearing apparel? Yeah, I guess you could say that," Jack pondered. "I think he'd like best just what you got on now," Ien advised. "Meaning he wants us to come over NAKED and fuck him and stuff?" Jack read between the lines. "SEX? Who said anything about SEX" Ien blinked in mock surprise. "Mmmmmm...yeah, probably, half a dozen orgasms or so. Mostly he was concerned about what you might find appealing in the way of menu items. "NOT DOG soup," Jack recoiled as he got to his feet. "What the fuck am I gonna wear NOW?" he suddenly realized. "Nothing," Ien smiled. "We'll take you down to my uncle's private pleasure pit and clean you up a bit but...you think you turned heads on the way over here...mannnnn..." "Is...is that...socially acceptable? Nothing? Naked?" Jack questioned as the entered the stairwell to do back down tothe 401st floor. "Don't worry...with you...no one's gonna object in the least."