Date: Thu, 19 Jul 2012 09:08:57 -0400 From: John Marshall Subject: Ecstasy Renewed Chapter 3 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," and now continues with this story, "Ecstasy Renewed." Like the previous segment, this story from time to time takes the form of a series of interviews with various characters involved (all fictitious). It's unorthodox but quite seductive, as are the figures depicted. Like "Ecstasy Island" and "The Working Boys," 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. Once more, it 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: It has been brought to my attention that the fictitious sex drug, Duranol, mentioned in "Ecstasy Island" and the early chapters of "The Working Boys" is, in fact, the name of a heart medication with many adverse side effects. Thus, I changed the drug's name to Duralon. There will be much more involving this element of the story in "Ecstasy Renewed." If you like what you read, let me know at crackerjacker18@hotmail.com. ECSTASY RENEWED CHAPTER 3 Doug Bristol slumped backwards onto his bed, staring at the ceiling lit by the light of his laptop screen. His mind was a scrambleld, jumbled, errant mess, having tried and failed miserably to cope with sexual awakening of two out of three of his horny progeny. Despite two powerfully exposive orgasms, his cock was once more hard and throbbing for yet another. Within his firm, flat loins the ache continued. Tiredly, he reached for it, propping himself on one elbow as he began stroking the one part of his impressive naked body he'd never been very successful in controling. June had always referered to his cock as his "alter ego." Doug wasn't sure exactly what an "alter ego" was but he never doubted her word. Now, he was beginning to understand. He sat back up, switching to his left hand as his right found the mouse and went in search of more beautiful naked boys. What he found was an application form to apply for a "visa" to visit "The Land of Ecstasy," also known as Ecstasy Island. To his dismay it required a full-length NUDE photo, not just of himself but any and all "guests" accompanying him. The application fee wasn't cheap, either--five hundred bucks...PER PERSON! His eyes popped. Beneath the part about the nude photo, were the words, "boys under fourteen must be shown sexually aroused, no children under twelve permitted." His mind raced. Buddy and Bobby looked mature for their age, maybe he could just claim they were... He suddenly recoiled in horror at what he was contemplating, lying about the age of his two, sweet, innocent young sons just so they could all go wallow in the sexual depravity of a place where naked sexual pleasure with naked young boys like his sons was not just legal, put encouraged. His alter ego rebounded as his eyes found the words in parentheses, "Special exemptions can be made for children between the ages of ten and twelve if photographic proof is provided indicating they are already sexually active." PHOTOGRAPHIC PROOF! They want pictures of kids, not just NAKED but having SEX? His fatherly mind found such a request utterly repulsive. Parents actually DO such things, send pictures of their kids, naked, having sex? Pictures popped up on the screen in front of him of naked young boys fucking other naked young boys, followed by pictures of naked young boys fucking naked young girls, some obviously in the ten to twelve age group. Worse, he was not repulsed. He started jacking his cock still harder, feeling the pleasure such images brought to the alter ego, June had referred to. He was startled by the intensity of the arousal they evoked within his sex-sotted brain. They were young, they were incredibly lean, slender, and above all, beautiful, boys of ten or twelve with cocks almost the size of his own plowing one another's cute little asses. There were close-ups, young girls, spread wide, fully exposed as hard, slender boy-cocks invaded their hairless cunts. This site was INCREDIBLE! EcstasyInc.loe pulled no punches. They were serious. He saw whole families, mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, young boys fucking their mothers, fathers fondling their daughters cunts, young girls having orgasms...boys stroking one anothers cocks, lost in the bliss of their mutual sexual pleasure. He jacked his cock harder and harder, feeling yet another moment of orgasmic ecstasy bearing down on him. Suddenly came the realization that he wanted to be a part of it. He wanted to fuck young boys. He wanted to watch his sons fucking each other. Despite his earlier pronouncements rejecting incest, he wanted to see Buddy...wanted to see Bobby, naked, hard, deeply embedded in their older sister's cunt, pounding away, fucking her, being fucked BY her. Images of Bunny completely naked and exposed, her knees bent, her naked, teenaged body inviting sexual invasion. The faces of the boys seductively arrayed before him on his computer suddenly melted into those of his eleven-year-old sons, inviting him to join them in orgasmic bliss, their hard, upthrust boy-cocks begging to be sucked, to be stroked, to be brought to the pinnacle of orgasmic pleasure. Doug shook his head, hoping to clear his vision. Instead, he saw them begin to move rythmically, stroking each other, kissing, fucking, shooting cum he knew couldn't be their own but a figment of his hyperactive sexual imagination. He was gonna cum! He could feel it. He jacked harder, his mind now awash in sexual images, boys, girls, heaving, thrusting, crying out in obscenely beautiful sexual pleasure. "AHHAEHHAHEHHHRH....AOAEHHGHEHHHHHEHAHEHHRH FUCCCCKKKKKKK..." Doug exploded internally, then gushed out his cum in a massive burst that left his mind like mashed potatoes. "BUDDY, BOBBY, BUNNY...FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!" Buddy was fucking Bobby, who was fucking Bunny, all three of his naked children screaming out their sexual ecstasy to match his own, "CUMMING, CUMMING, WE'RE CUMMING AND CUMMING AND CUMMING...AHAHEHHAEHHRHIIGHEHAHHEH YESS, CUM, CUM, CUM WITH ME, SHOOT YOUR CUM WITH ME, AHGHEHAERHGH FUCK, WE'RE FEELING IT, WE'RE CUMMING, WE'RE CUMMING, CUMMING, CUMMING!" Doug awoke the next morning, his laptop screen still casting an eerie glow in his heavily draped bedroom. The clock read 7:15 a.m. Dried cum caked his smooth, flat abdomen. The sexual ache in his loins was now down to a dull yearning. He roused himself from the bed and turned off the computer, evaporating the naked young boys lingering from the night before. He headed for the shower, consciously avoiding washing his cock lest he once more arouse it to sexual action. He dried off and donned his white terry robe. It was now 7:33, well past the time he should have checked on the kids to make sure they were up for school. He tried the door to his sons' room. It was locked. "Buddy, Bobby, time to get up!" Across the hall, he found Bunny's door likewise locked. "Bunny, time to be up for school, it's after 7:30. He got no more response from his daughter than he had the boys. "I'm going to fix breakfast, if you're not in the kitchen in ten minutes you'll be eating it COLD!" He proclaimed to no one in particular. His own stomach was growling for sustenance. He assumed the three 'bottomless pits' he fed three times daily would feel likewise. Suddenly, coming from the twins' room, he heard a low, moaning growl evolving into a high-pitched wail. He shook his head. He'd heard that sound before. He "congratulated" himself. He now had THREE sexually active kids under one roof with which to deal. He wasn't at all surprised. The boys were quite close. Something as mind-shattering as a first taste of orgasmic pleasure was a moment neither boy would long keep to themselves. Buddy had shown Bobby how to jack off. Hell, the kid had probably DEMONSTRATED the deed. "BOYS!" Doug knocked loudly on their door once again, this time with enough force to get their attention amid even the most powerful explosion of boyish sexual pleasure. "Drop your COCKS and grab your SOCKS and get your horny asses dressed for school...NOW!" He listened. There was the sound of scrambling and confusion on the other side. Doug smiled to himself at his clever, unoriginal bit of hackneyed poetry, then with a sense of self-satisfaction at having finally taken charge of his brood, he went in search of Jimmy Dean's frozen culinary offerings. Breakfast in the Bristol kitchen was strange that morning. The boys both looked at their father strangely, seeming to Doug to be wavering between embarassment, curiousity, and amusement. Bunny simply stared down into her food, toying with it, tasting it, but seldom eating much of it, unable or unwilling to make eye contact with any of them. The boys, on the other hand, seemed to be staring at her while all the time trying NOT to appear to be staring. Doug thought he noted cute little smirks on their faces from time to time, but maybe it was just his imagination. For his own part, Doug found himself studying the three kids intensely while likewise trying not to appear obvious about it. As for conversation, it was practically nil. Eight-thirty rolled around, the kids were off to school. Doug headed for his real estate office. Behind the wheel of his late-model BMW, his mind contemplated whether $22,000 would be too great a sacrifice for a week of naked sexual debauchery with his now sexually active children, all of them frantically fucking the most beautiful naked boys in the world. His cock was getting hard again. He parked in back so he could go in without passing his secretary's tonsorial inspection. On his desk, he faced a manilla folder with the words, "Second Quarter Financial Report." He opened it and smiled. On paper at least, he was now officially a millionaire. Second quarter net income was well into sex...six figures. From his desk drawer Doug withdrew the digital pocket camera he kept handy for shooting new property listings. He doffed his suit jacket then deposited the camera in its pocket. His mind was made up. No more two-storey Cape Cods, tonight he would be shooting decidedly more pleasurable subject matter. "Kenny coming over this afternoon to...visit?" Buddy taunted his sister as the two of them got back home from school about the same time. "We broke up," Bunny told him tersely as she went to her room and closed her door...almost. "She left her door a little open," Buddy told his brother as they changed out of their school clothes into shorts and t-shirts. "That means she wants you to go over and fuck her." "It does?" Bobby asked in dismay, keeping up with his twin's sexual exploits suddenly moving past theory into action. He wasn't at all sure he was up to it. "Why don't YOU go fuck her and I'll watch?" "Chicken-shit," Buddy nailed his brother's reticence. "What? I'm suppose to just walk in there and whip out my dick and say, hey, sis, ya wanna fuck?" Bobby asked. Buddy shrugged. "Not very subtle but if she's horny enough, probably adequate." "If she's horny enough?" Bobby repeated. "And if she's not?" "Okay, okay, we'll both go over and...seduce her," Buddy suggested. "What the fuck's 'seduce' mean?" Bobby and Buddy were very much alike physically, but Bobby was several watts dimmer than his twin. "We go over and act sexy and make her WANT to get fucked," Buddy defined his intentions. "And how the fuck do we do THAT?" Bobby questioned, "get naked and waver our cocks at her." "Too obvious," Buddy decided. "Ya gotta not just LOOK sexy but ACT sexy too." He suddenly stripped naked, stroked his cock a few times, then pulled out the shiney red (too large) gym shorts he'd gotten for Christmas the year before but seldom worn. He stepped into them, pulling them until they hung low, clinging to his slender hips several inches below his navel. "This way you're kind of naked without really BEING naked." "What's holding them up?" Bobby looked at him in amusement. "My dick. You get your cock hard and..." buddy searched through a drawer they shared, finding a similar, blue pair a size smaller than his own. "Come on get naked, get your cock hard, try these on." "THIS looks sexy?" Bobby gaped at himself in a mirror. "Don't look very sexy to me. Looks SILLY." "You ain't a girl. Girls think boys about to lose their pants look sexy," Buddy declared. Actually, the fact was, HE thought they such boys looked sexy too. He even thought his BROTHER looked sexy. "What if they fall down?" Bobby worried. "Then you need a bigger COCK." Buddy teased. "Come on, follow my lead...I've done this before, remember." Like two sneaky little brothers, the two tiptoed from their own room across the hall toward Bunny's. They needn't have bothered with their pretense or precaution. Peeking past the narrow opening of the door left ajar, four eyeballs nearly popped from their sockets. Bunny sat slumped against the padded headboard of her bed, completely naked, legs drawn up, a six-inch plastic cock slipping in and out of her well-watered cunt. "Come on in, boys, what took you so long?" Buddy lurched, startled. Bobby nearly high-tailed it back to their room. "We thought you might liked to be fucked," he suggested his mouth suddenly gone dry, his pickup line bearing all the subtlety of Greyhound bus. "We?" Bunny grinned, peering past her half-naked little brother in search of her OTHER half-naked little brother. He was either invisible or had long since lost his nerve. Buddy looked behind him, expecting some vestige of moral support. "Bobby...Bobby...where the fuck...? Bobby get back in here, she wants us to FUCK her." "She does?" Bobby shyly peered around from behind the door. "I do?" Bunny likewise questioned Buddy's assumption. "What's...what's THAT thing?" Bobby asked as he was practically dragged by his brother kicking and screaming back into the room. "It's a fake COCK," Buddy told him, "anyone can see THAT." "It's called a dildo...I found it with mom's stuff, along with those pills we tried last night," Bunny explained as she continued using it on herself, slowly slipping it in and out of her cunt for the boys' continued sexual edification. "Yeah, ain't you never heard anyone say, 'go fuck youself'?" Buddy laughed, hoping to hide his own discomfort and embarrassment. "Did you and Buddy REALLY...you know...REALLY...REALLY, REALLY...uhh...do it?" Bobby found nerve enough to ask as both he and his brother jointly found nerve enough to move nearer their sister's bed. "Is that what he told you?" Bunny gasped. "He said he FUCKED me?" "I DID!" Buddy cried vehemently, not much liking the mean trick he found his sister playing on him. "He said you two fucked each other all night LONG," Bobby asserted, a smile creeping across his face as he began thinking he'd caught his brother in a monstrous lie. "Budddddiiiieeeeee....you nasty little boy," Bunny teased, continuing to fuck herself with her mother's sexual toy, squirming, moaning, exaggerating the erotic pleasure it was bringing her. "How come you tole your brother such a...we didn't fuck...well, maybe a jus a little...but certainly not ALL NIGHT LONG...probably not more than an hour or two...at most..." Bobby's smile faded as he realized it was HE who was the butt of his sister's prank, not Buddy, who, by now, now smiling, beaming proudly, his chest sticking out, his belly sucked in causing his oversized gym shorts to fall in a nylon puddle at his feet. His hard young boy-cock was not up to the task of supporting them on its own. Both Bunny and Bobby laughed as Buddy's first instinct seemed to be to reach down and grab his single, errant claim to modesty, pulling them back up; except that he suddenly realized he didn't WANT them pulled back up. His jutting hard cock leading the way, he pridefully stepped from his solitary garment and presented to his horny big sister what he knew very well she really wanted slipping and sliding in and out of her gaping, hot cunt. "Let's FUCK!" he growled in a low, sexy voice. "But...but...what about your BROTHER, don't you think HE might like to...you know...pop his thumb into the pudding too?" Bunny giggled, slipping the dildo from inside her in a gesture both boys read as an open invitation. "Pudding?" Bobby was as dense as ever. Buddy gaped at first his naked sister, then his not-so-naked brother in exasperation. "She means, you wanna fuck her or not?" "Uhh...I...sure, I guess," Bobby approached the bed shyly. Buddy rolled his eyes in dismay, then suddenly reached out and pantsed his brother, jerking down his gym shorts, abruptly exposing his nakedness and his jutting, young boy-cock. "Forgodsake, Bobby, climb into her cunt, can't you see she's so horny she can hardly hold back her orgasm?" "I am?" Bunny once more teased her brother/lover. "Oh...right...I am...ohhhh fuck, yeah, I am. I'm so horny...so fuckin' horny I can hardly keep from orgasming all over the fuckin' place. "Seee...she needs fucked really BAD!" Buddy insisted. Tentatively, Bobby approached, crawling up across the bed on his knees, then positioning himself between his sister's sprawling, bent legs. "I...I've never done this before," he appologized so needlessly both Buddy and Bunny could hardly keep from laughing. Bunny reached down, gripping her brother's stiff little cocklet, then gently guided it between her cunt lips slowly, deftly, deeper and deeper inside her. "WoooooowwoooooooWOWWWWWWWW!" Buddy gasped as he felt himself being engulfed. "OOooooo baby, such a BIGGGGG cock," Bunny pretended, hoping she didn't sound sarcastic. "I'm INNNN..." Bobby suddenly crowed. "I'm fucking!" "Damned if ya ain't," Buddy laid down beside the two copulating siblings, rubbing his own hard young cock against and between them. I'm FUCKIING," Bobby repeated, though in fact he was lodged rather stationarily inside his sister's clinging cunt. "I'm fucking, I'm fucking, I'm fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking!" "Whoopee, what a joy," Bunny this time made no effort to veil her humor or sarcasm. Bobby was something less than the best cock she'd ever fucked. "Bobby...it...it might help if ya...you know...fucked around a little while you're in there," Buddy offered his naked brother a bit of brotherly advice. "It usually feels better that way." "You mean like....like...?" "Err...yeah...like that...kind of...you know, in and out sorta...yeah...yeah, that's it, yeah, in, out, in out, in out in out, yeah, yeah, that's it Bobby, now you're starting to get it," Bunny coached her little brother in a manner quite unlike any direction she might have given Buddy the night before. Buddy was a natural fucking machine. Bobby was...well, something of a slow learner.