Date: Sun, 16 Mar 2014 16:58:51 -0400 From: John Marshall Subject: Jackin' Jack Cox Prologue 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 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. JACKIN' JACK COX PROLOGUE: The sun was about to take a cooling dip in the Pacific Ocean just off the coast of a secluded beach on the west end of Malibu. Huge cliffs, rocks, and boulders provided a secluded, protected, private feel to the beach as they lodged themselves in it's surf-washed sands. Jackie Roberts could hear waves breaking in the distance. It was a sad, eerie noise, not at all the comforting sound such movement of salt water against the shoreline was supposed to produce. Jackie lay naked on a beach towel, his twelve-year-old boy-body soaking up the last lingering rays of the sun. Why he was working on his tan at such a time, he wasn't sure. The words of his father continued to play in his mind like a broken record. "NO SON OF MINE IS GONNA BE QUEER!" Jackie stared off into the sunset, defying his father's proclamation that he was "grounded." His father was working late, he'd sneaked off to his favorite stretch of deserted sandy coastline to be alone. He needed a good cry. He loved Brian with all his heart. If his father's harsh words tormented his left brain, his boyfriend's naked eleven-year-old boy-body with its hard, upthrust four-inch cock tortured his right brain, looming up seductively before his eyes. He sat up, reaching out, wanting to touch the beautiful young boy his father had decreed him never to see again. Tears slipped down over his slender, well-tanned face. Never was an eternity. He was thinking a lot about eternity now. Suddenly he jumped to his feet. If he was going to do it, the time was now, the sun was setting. It would be beautiful. Slowly, Jackie started walking toward the water. It was July, the water was cool off Malibu but not cold. He dared not pause as the waves tickled his toes, then his ankles, his knees, his thighs, his cock and balls, his loins, his slender waist, his broad, heaving chest, his neck, his chin. He took a deep breath and held it as his face went underwater. Unexpectedly, he found himself lifted from the sandy bottom and floating. He chastized himself for being so stupid. If he was going to take a stroll to Japan, he'd have to give up the instinctive urge to fill his lungs with air. He'd have to give up breathing. Slowly he exhaled, opening his eyes, watching the bubbles from his lips rise. He took a few more steps, now back firmly walking down the slope toward the Land of the Rising Sun. Abruptly, Jackie sprung to the surface, gasping for air. He'd forgotten something. If he were going to die, he wanted to have one long, last, heart-pounding orgasm first. Effortlessly he swam back to shore, collapsing nakedly on his towel, his six-inch boy-cock already growing hard in anticaipation. Slowly Jackie began to stroke himself. His circumcised "Cox cock" growing stronger, stiffer, longer, harder as he pleasured himself. He felt Brian's hand on his cock. It wasn't really, but it wasn't hard to imagine. They'd certainly done it to each other enough times over the past year or so. He knew the feeling well. Both of them had been too young to shoot their cum when they'd started. Brian still was. Jackie had started shooting real, pale, thin boy-cum a couple months before. A couple months before that, they'd started sucking each other's cocks. It was a major step in their lovemaking, one Brian wasn't comfortable with at first. He complained it made him feel queer. However, after a few "dry" orgasms in Jackie's talented cocksucking mouth, he decided queer wasn't so bad after all. The pleasure deep down inside Jackie's thin, naked loins was starting to rise. He could feel it. It felt good, exciting, incredible, better and better and better with each rapid stroke. "Ahhhhhhhh fucccckkkk..." he gasped as the feeling grew more powerful, more acute. Propping himself up on his left elbow, Jackie began jacking his throbbing hard cock faster and faster, watching for his first spurt of cum. He wished he had his single, shoplifted copy of "Playboy" with him; it always made him cum harder. He'd used it for inspiration whenever Brian was not there to stroke his cock or suck him off. For his part, Brian was hung up on Elvis Presley. Jackie preferred Frankie Avalon. He liked the beach boy type...and the Beachboy's music. He liked to think of himself as the surfer type, even though he didn't even own a board, and had only managed to stand up on a rented one for no more than three seconds. "Ohhhhhh god, feels good," Jackie muttered aloud to himself as his orgasm grew more imminent. He jacked faster, now making love to an imaginary Brian Boyle, kissing his delicate, sweet lips, feeling his slender, immature little boy-body writhing nakedly against his own. He was getting close. Closer and closer, he could feel the gnawing ache of sexual pleasure nearing its peak. It was going to happen! No, it WAS HAPPENING! HE WAS SHOOTING HIS CUM. A blinding light flashed before his eyes. God, that had never happened before. He'd had thousands...okay, hundreds...of orgasms but, OHHHHHH FUCCCKKK this one...this one was the best ever...he could no longer see, the brilliant flash of aching, naked sexual pleasure still blinding his eyes, his mind, his excruciating orgasmic ecstasy. "How ya doin' there buddy?" Jackie heard the voice but in his blinding blast of sexual pleasure could see nothing. Gradually, as his orgasm eased, as his cock went from spurting madly to simply oozing, then seeping, a pale face began to appear in the blinding whiteness before him. It looked like an angel. "Did I die?" "No, looks like I got here just barely in time, though," the soft, sweet, gentle voice replied. Jackie strained to clear his head of the lingering orgasmic bliss, uncertain whether the voice was that of a boy or a girl. It sounded young. The face peering down at him was growing clearer. It was beautiful...very beautiful...extremely beautiful. It HAD to be an angel. He hadn't drowned but he had died jacking off and was now in a "better place." He sat up, scooting back, suddenly uneasy, if not quite fearful. "Have a nice cum?" The voice asked. It sounded like that of a boy, perhaps about fifteen or sixteen years old. "Huh?" Jackie asked dumbly, his fist still gripping his cock, his fingers coated with his syrupy white cum. "Damn, you sure shot a lot...gees, quite a load for a twelve-year-old," the teen angel complimented him. Slowly, Jackie realized his teenaged intruder was also naked, his cock hard and slightly bigger than his own, probably close to seven inches. "How'd you know I'm twelve?" "Jack, my boy, I know just about all there is to know about you," the other boy told him, sitting down cross-legged on the lower end of Jack's beach towel. "Are you an angel or something?" Jackie asked for a second time. "Thanks for the compliment, but no, not by a long shot," the boy laughed. "My name is Arien, but my friends call em Ien for short." "I'm Jack," Jackie deliberately used the short version of his own name, James Jackson Roberts. He awkwardly reached out, shaking Ien's hand. Ien took Jack's hand in his own, then startled him by pulling him close and kissing his lips. "Nice to meet you, Jack." Then he licked Jack's cum from the back of his hand. "Ooooo gross," Jack reacted. "Nice...sweet...sexy...just like you," Ien smiled. "I didn't expect you to be so young-looking or so pretty." "Pretty?" Jack repeated. No one had ever called him pretty before. "Almost as pretty as me," Ien joked, taking note of the fact they were both so androgynous they could easily pass for girls were it not for their hard throbbing, young boy-cocks. "Where'd you come from, how'd you get here?" Jack's asked as his mind began to once more recover from it's orgasmic delerium. "Right here, Malibu," Ien told Jack. "I'm a homo-home boy." "What's with the damned flash of light, you fuckin' 'bout blinded me," Jack swore. "Sorry 'bout that, the phase recycling routine generates so much heat we've converted it to light in order to keep from toasting me," Ien explained inadequately. "The WHAT does...WHAT?" Jack laughed in spite of himself. "See this," Ien pointed to what looked a little like a wristwatch only somewhat bigger. "And this..." He pointed to a thick, shiny, silvery belt around his slender waist that would put Batman's contrivance to shame. "Where do you get your beach accessories, the U.S. Mint?" Jack joked. "Cute," Ien smirked. "No, actually, I've mostly made them myself. It's a portable Chronoportal Phase Distributor. We call it a Ceepeedee for short." "Hey, I saw one of those in a comic book one time," Jack laughed. "It lets you travel through time, right?" "You did? Which comic book?" Ien reacted suddenly, seeming alarmed. "I don't know. Just kidding," Jack laughed. "Can you get me one?" "Not fuckin' likely, this model cost about seven millions credits to build," Ien relaxed somewhat. He looked about. It was getting dark. "Feels kind of chilly, should we build a fire or something?" "Or, we could cuddle," Jack smiled seductively. "We could jack off, it's been nearly five minutes since I had my last orgasm." "Your profile said you were highly sexual," Ien noted. "Probably saved your life a while ago." "Whadya mean?" Jack looked at his new friend quizically. "When you decided to take a stroll to China...?" "Japan," Jack corrected. "How'd you know about that?" "I saw you," Ien asserted. "I tried getting here in time to save you, to pull you back. I was a little late. Fortunately your hyperbolic libido rescued you instead. "Hyperbolic...what? You SAW me?" Jack squinted in disbelief. "You're cute when you wrinkle up your nose," Ien laughed. "You don't think we go popping up and popping off like a flashbulb without first surveying the landscape, do you?" "You're so fuckin' crazy you're funny," Jack laughed. "Next you're gonna tell me you're from the year 2014 and you're here to save me from certain death and destruction when Godzilla swims over from Japan, right?" Ien laughed in spite of himself. "Actually you're not that far off, only about 416 years. The year is 2475 and I did come to save you from death and destruction, though I was a tad late. And what the fuck is a Godzilla?" "He's a huge, ugly reptillian monster that breathes fire and tromps around destroying everything it touches...made in Japan." Jack added derisively. "So he breaks down every ten minutes or so." "Fictitious, I take it...I hope...right?" Ien peered nervously over his shoulder toward Japan. "Probably," Jack laughed. "So, that piece of high-priced jewelry really is a time machine?" "That's a quaint way of putting it, but...yes, I guess you could call it that," Ien admitted with some trepidation. "2475, huh?" Jack eyed him skeptically. "What's it like in 2475, have the Cubs won the World Series yet?" Ien smiled broadly. "Probably, though the last major league baseball game was 174 years ago. Can't remember who won...or who played, even?" "NO BASEBALL?!" Jackie cried in horror and disbelief. "I suppose you quit playing football too?" He joked. "191 years ago," Ien confirmed. "It was declared illegal...too many injuries. The players started carrying concealed weapons. Sometimes they used them on each other, sometimes on fans in the stands." "Gees...no sports? None at all?" Jackie couldn't believe his ears. "I didn't say that," Ien smiled. "We play Orgee." "What's that?" "Two teams, ten naked studs, last guy still able to shoot cum wins," Ien explained in a nutshell. Jackie laughed. "Sounds better than football any day." "And a hell of a lot more fun than BASEBALL," Ien joined him. "What else do you do for fun in 2475?" Jackie questioned. "You really want too know?" Ien asked. "Sure, why?" Jackie smiled. "Gee, you're...sexy." "Sexier than Brian?" Ien questioned seriously. "You know about him." Jackie reacted in surprise. "He gets married, has five kids, divorces his wife, marries her brother. One of his boys becomes a porn star in 2012." Ien detailed. Jackie looked at him speechless, mouth agape. "He and his wife name their first son James Jackson," Ien added. "Homigod?" Jackie reacted. "What about ME, what happens to me?" "Hooooo no, you're not going to get me to go THERE," Ien laughed, backing off. "Besides, that depends on YOU." "Whadya mean?" "Jackie, I'm going to ask you a question," Ien began. "Your reply will determine what happens to you." "Seriously?" "VERY seriously," Ien confirmed. "WOW! What question?" Jackie asked anxiously. "How would you like to go with me when I return to 2475?" Ien asked simply. "Hmph...you're kiddin', right?" Jackie almost laughed. "I've never been more serious in my life," Ien replied gently. "But...but...HOW?" "Answer me first?" Ien insisted. "What if I say no?" Jackie asked. Ien dramatically waved his hand toward the water. "Japan awaits." "Ulp...." Jackie reacted. Suddenly sushi didn't seem so appetizing. "And if I say, yes?" "All your questions about the future will be answered," Ien promised. "But...but...I'll never see...I mean...Brian...I love him, I..." Jackie sobbed. "I'm sure you'll find someone in Japan...or...wherever," Ien suggested. "Is there lots and lots of sex in 2475?" Jackie asked, a mischievous glint in his eye. "It's become the national passtime," Ien smiled. "Hell, as horny as you are, you might even make the Olympic team." "Sex is an Olympic sport?" "Ohhhhhhhh, fuck yesssss...you wouldn't believe...okay, maybe YOU would but..." Ien laughed. "He raised up on his knees, resting his hands on Jackie's shoulders. "Come on, it'll be fun. I promise, I'll make you cum so hard you'll turn blue." "Well..." Jackie considered. "Or purple, if you like," Ien joked. "Magenta?" Jackie bargained. "What shade?" Ien countered. "Sex is a SPORT?" Jackie asked once more to convince himself. "Can I ever come back here?" "Oh, yeah...yes...definitely...that's the plan," Ien told him. "Plan?" Jackie questioned. "You don't think I came back five-hundred years just so you could get your rocks off, did you?" Ien questioned. "What kind of plan?" Jackie was suddenly skeptical. "If you say 'yes' you'll come back here and become father of a boy named Jason," Ien continued, debating in his own mind just how much to tell Jackie. "Really?" "That boy will grow up to become a very wealthy businessman, the father of a long line of Cox sons and daughters all of whom will be extremely important in 2475," Ien continued. "Right now all that rests on your decision. Their very EXISTENCE may rest upon what you decide." "May?" Jackie picked up on the key word. "Hey, chronoportation is still a very new, uncertain science," Ien admitted. "No one is sure just what the ramification of what..." "What ramifications," Jackie questioned. "I'm here illegally," Ien told him. "You're an illegal alien?" Jackie laughed. "Not funny," Ien snapped. "What I mean is, no one in 2475 knows I'm here; and I wouldn't BE here if they did. Bringing you back with me has...certain...risks, I guess you'd say." "What KIND of risks?" Jackie asked, his laughter abruptly ending. "Well...not for you...the technology is new but it's relatively safe," Ien reassured him. "What I mean is...no one has ever tried to alter the past to effect the future. I guess you could call this an experiment of sorts." "How am I supposed to alter the future?" Jackie asked innocently. "By not taking a HIKE TO JAPAN, dumbass," Ien cried in dismay, startling Jackie. "Oh..." Jackie settled back on his heels, his cock getting hard again. "How can I make you understand? If you don't come back here to 1961 and breed the fuck out of a certain cute little girl...don't worry, you haven't met her yet...the whole Cox family tree might simply...who knows? Evaporate." "WOW?" Jackie's eyes grew wide. "Maybe I should quit jackin' off...you know...save my sperm." "I...don't think that's a concern," Ien smiled slightly. "Okay...its a deal," Jackie responded suddenly. "Lots of sex, right...till I'm magenta in the face, right?" "Now too soon?" Ien asked to Jackie's surprise. "NOW?" Jackie laughed, for some reason embarrassed. "You...you ever been....you and Brian ever...FUCKED one another?" Ien asked. "Fucked one another...you mean...up the ASS?" Jackie all but turned red. "I take it that means no," Ien responded. "I hadn't counted on that." "Counted on what?" Jackied asked innocently "Your being a virgin," Ien sighed. "You've never been FUCKED...by...anyone?" Ien had never met a twelve-year-old virgin before. "You got that right...way to queer for me?" Jackie assured him. "Not if you want to go back with me to 2475," Ien replied in all seriousness. "You...you wanna...FUCK my ass?" Jackie gasped in disbelief. "I gotta let you fuck me to get to 2475?" "Okay...okay...calm down, let me explain," Ien told him as the boy freaked out. "Gettin' fucked in the ass HURTS...and you're...HUGE!" "You see this?" Ien stood up, holding his shiny thick belt, his hard, throbbing boy-cock jutting straight up before it. "I see it," Jackie reacted cautiously. "It's a one man unit." "What's that mean?" "It means, it's built to phase just ONE individual backwards or forward in time," Ien explained patiently. "So?" Jackie didn't see his point. "So...what we've got to do is FOOL it into thinking the two of us are just one," Ien went on. "And how do we...do...homigoddddd...you mean...?" Jackie's brain lit up. "You see this?" Ien hefted his mighty cock, waving it stiffly before Jackie. "You just climb on and we go for a ride." "And your...your...magic belt won't know the difference?" Jackie reacted skeptically. "Nope," Ien assured him, though in fact, he wasn't at all sure the trick would work. "What about...you know...my clothes?" Jackie looked down at his trunks on the blanket. "Sorry, my friend, the Chronoporter 227.01 software doesn't do clothes," Ien smiled. "Why the fuck you think I came back here naked?" "Cause you look so GOOD naked?" Jackie smiled sexily. "Well, that too but...thanks..." Ien smiled, somewhat embarrassed himself this time. "You got any lube?" Jackie asked. Virgin or not, he did know a thing or two about ass fucking after all. "Sorry, if this thing can't handle clothes, you think it'd do KY?" "Probably not," Jackie admitted. "This is gonna hurt like hell, ain't it?" "Maybe not," Ien told him, spitting on his hand then coating his masssive cock. "How ya fixed for spit...come on, you might want to contribute a little." "Can I suck it?" Jackie eyed him with an ornery grin. "You horny little fuck...yes, but...no...god, I'm so turned on, just seeing you...you'd have me orgasming all over you in five seconds...we better not," Ien reconsidered. Jackie spit on his hand and rubbed it over Ien's thobbing hardness. "Turn around, bend over," Ien told him. "Be gentle with me, I'm a virgin, remember," Jackie whimpered. "Relax, I'm just gonna do a little lubricating of your cute little boy-cunt, loosen you up a little," Ien sought too put the boy at ease, realizing how frightened he was. "Feels good," Jackie giggled as he felt Ien's spit-covered middle finger probing his butt-hole. "I figured you were a bottom at heart," Ien smiled. "You like that huh?" "It's like you're...ticklin' something up in there," Jackie smiled back over his shoulder. "Makes me wanna cum." "It's called your prostate and I'm getting it ready to give you pleasure...hold still...gees...it doesn't feel THAT good, and don't you dare go shootin' off," Ien warned. "Okay, do it to me, I want your cock," Jackie suddenly reacted fearlesssly as he mourned the removal of Ien's finger. "Turn around," Ien ordered. "Aren't you gonna FUCK me?" Jackie cried in disappointment. "Not that way...we've gotta be as compact a phasing unit as we can be," Ien told him. "Whatever that means," Jackie smiled. "Put your arms around my neck," Ien instructed. Jackie responded, adding a kiss to Ien's lips as he did. "Tighter, hug me," Ien added. "How's this?" Jackie smiled. "Good, now, hang on and pull your legs up around me, lock your feet behind my back if you can," Ien continued as he spread his stance in the sand to support them both. "Wierd," Jackie reacted as he clung to the beautiful, naked teen. "Whoooooaaaaaa..." He felt Ien's cock unexpectedly enter him. "Sorry...hurt?" Ien questioned. "No...yes...a little..." Jackie reacted as he felt the massive cock slip deeper and deeper up into him. "Ohhhhhh fuck...fuck yes it hurts!" He cried suddenly as he felt the wider part of Ien's cock invade him. "Damned right it hurts!" "Okay...okay...relax, I'll go slow...no hurry," Ien spoked soothingly as he reached down, supporting Jackie's bottom, spreading his ass cheeks, widening his anus while slowly easing the boy lower and lower down over his throbbing hardness. "Ohhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuccccckkkkkkkkk..." Jackie moaned, breathing out, half in pain, half in pleasure. "Breathe...breathe deep, relax, let me in, let it happen," Ien coached. "I know it's big but...you're a big boy, you can handle it." "Ohhhhhhh god, my cock...my cock, feels like it's gonna fuckin'...explode." Jackie gasped. "Mine too...just hang on...hang in there," Ien urged as he began eyeing the control unit on his wrist. "Fuck me...feels good," Jackie urged as he began moving slightly on Ien's cock. "This gonna hurt...when we...we chronoport?" "No...get ready...actually it feels pretty good...five..." Ien began a countdown as his control unit began to beep, each beep louder than the one before. "Ohhhahhhhhh god, feels like I'm gonna cummmmmmmmm," Jackie wailed. "Four....me too...let's do it...THREE!" Ien continued. "Haaahhhhh...aahhhahhahhhh...almost...all..." Jackie cried out in aching sexual pleasure. "TWO!" Ien cried as his own orgasm built. "Chronoporting makes you cum?" Jackie asked as his naked little boy body began to convulse in ever more compulsive pleasure. "YESSSSSSSSS!!!" Ien cried out his orgasmic release. "ONNNNNNNNNNNNNE!!!!" "ahahAHEHAIEIRAOOEOAHEHAHHEIIEIIAHGHEHAHHHH AHAHEHIAGHHAHEIIAIIEHGHAIEIHGHEIAHHHGHHAHIEIHGHGHH!" Both boys screamed together as the blinding flash overtook them in a horrendous burst of powerful pleasure sending jets of ejaculating cum blasting from their tortured, granite boy-cocks. "AAIIAIEHGHEHAHEHHGHHAHEOOIGHEAHHHHhhhhhiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee........"