Date: Thu, 5 Nov 2015 06:59:20 +0000 From: John Marshall Subject: Jason Turns Ten - 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. This story picks up ten years after Jackin' Jack Cox with many of the characters from that story reappearing as adults as well as several new juvenile 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. I answer all e-mails. JASON TURNS TEN PROLOGUE: "AIIAIEIGIEIIGHHHHHHHAHHHHHHH" "Hooooo, hell, what the fuck was that?" Jason Cox nearly cried out aloud as he was jolted awake from a sound sleep. It took him a second, then he knew. It was his mother. He'd heard the sound a few times before, sometimes like in a dream. In each case he'd dismissed it as JUST a dream. This was no dream. Naked, the ten-year-old boy crept from his bed. His cock was hard. He needed to pee. Just as Jason was flushing the commode in his private bathroom, he heard the sound cry again, coming from upstairs, as if someone was hurting his mother. "AIIAIEHAHEHAEIOOAEHHGHEHAIEHAHH, FUCCCCKKKK, JACK DO IT TO ME, FUCK ME HARD, FUCK ME HARDER, HARDER, HARDER!" There could be no mistake. Jason knew what "fuck" meant; and he knew men liked to put their cocks into women's cunts, though not a whole lot more. He wasn't sure WHY they did it. The whole thing seemed slightly gross in his prepubescent mind. Nonetheless, halfway back to his bed, Jason impulsively made a side trip. He was careful not to make any noise lest he wake his nine-year-old little brother, Jet, sleepng a few feet away. He headed for the front steps in the living room which led to the balconied loft on the upper level where his Uncle Destry and his his parents slept. His Uncle Destry, Jason thought, was about nineteen or twenty. He wasn't sure. All he knew was that his curiosity getting the better of him. He needn't have worried about waking his Uncle Destry, he slept like a load of logs. He crept silently toward his parents open sleeping area in the rear where was located a massive round bed big enough for a dozen people. The master bedroom, with its spacious balcony outside, overlooked the sandy cove they called simply "the lagoon." It was a great place to swim, though their huge beach house also had an indoor pool. The master bedroom had virtually no inside walls except for those near the bathroom. As Jason drew nearer he couldn't be sure of what he was seeing. It was dark except for a dim, cyan-colored light randomly sweeping over the bed, which gave Jason only momentary glimpses. He could discern the fact that both his parents were naked. That didn't surprise him, they were ALL naked most of the time. It was a private island after all, just the five of them and the caretaker, Drew Davis with his two sons, Pete and Skeet. They lived just a little way down the beach. Drew wasn't much into nudity, but his sons, Pete, who was thirteen, and Skeet, who was eleven, one would think had never in their lives worn clothes. Jason drew nearer, keeping in the shadows, only gradually realizing that his five-inch boy-cock was now rock hard and throbbing impatiently before him. He could now make out that his dad was lying on top of his mother, her legs spread wide. Jason's dad was rapidly driving his cock deep into her cunt. He knew all the right words for what he was seeing. The Davis boys had seen to that. Jason's jaw dropped as he heard the scream again, "AIIAIIEHHGHHEHIAIOEHOGH JACK, AHGEOAIEOIRHIOHIH FUCK, YES, YES, KEEP DOIN' IT TO ME, KEEP FUCKIN' ME LIKE THAT, AHGEHAOEIHOH GOD, THAT FEELS GOOD, AHGEOIAHEROIHIOH FUCK." "You like that babe?" Jason heard his dad for the first time, his voice hardly more than a soft murmur as his slender, naked hips drove his cock harder and faster into his wife's naked body. "You gonna cum? I'm gettin' close now. Cum with me, girl, cum with me, ahhahhahh fuck, gettin' there, gonna do it, gonna do it to you, I...AHAHHEHHRHGHHDHHH...FUCK, AHGHEHHAHH YEAH, SHOOTIN' MY CUM, AHGHEOAIEOIOH GOD, YES, YES, YES, FEELS GOOD, FEELS SOOOOO FUCKIN' GOOD, AHGEOIAHOIHOH DAMN, YOU'RE HOT TONIGHT, GOD, YOU'RE REALLY ON FIRE, MAKIN' ME CUM SOOOOOO FUCKIN' HARRRRDDDDD!" "AIAIEIAIEHROIHOHOH YES, YES, CUMMIN' WITH YOU, JACK, CUMMIN' RIGHT WITH YOU, AHGOEIAHOEIRH FUCK YOU MAKE MY CUNT FEEL SOOOO GOOD, GHEOOAIEHROIAHEOIHOH YEAH, YEAH, HARDER, HARDER, FUCK ME HARDER AND HARDER AND...AHIAIIEIIAEIHGEIIIHHHHH!" Jason heard his mother cry out with her cringeworthy wail of sexual pleasure. "DOIN' A NUMBER ON MY COCK TOO, AHGOEOAIEHOIHOHO FUCK, YOU MAKE IT FEEL SOOO GOOD, AHGOEOIAAHEORIH FUCK, I COULD FUCK YOU LIKE THIS ALL NIGHT AND ALL DAY," Jason heard his father say as their sexual movements slowed and finally stop, even though his dad's cock remained deeply buried in his mother's cunt. "You might have to answer some awkward questions from the boys if you did," Susan Cox suggested as the two of them remained locked together sexually. "I would imagine that's going to come sooner rather than later in any case," Jason ears perked up as they began talking about him and his brother. "Jason's ten now, Jet's nine, I don't know how much Pete and Skeet have told them...or worse, WHAT they've told them, but if I know boys that age, probably plenty, most of it inaccurate. "Have you noticed, they're naked all the time now almost. You think they play around...you know, jack off?" Jack shrugged as he rolled from atop his wife's spent naked body, his cock losing little of its rigidity as he did, still slowly oozing his man-cum. "If not, they soon will be," Jack Cox told her. "What was that?" "Huh? I didn't hear anything," Susan whispered, listening silently. "Sounded like someone bumped into something." "Probably Destry upset that we didn't invite him to join the party," Susan laughed. Jason gasped, not just for having stubbed his toe on his dad's leather sandals but in having heard his mother suggest that his Uncle Destry sometimes joined them in bed. "Des? Is that you?" Susan asked in a normal voice. Jason didn't know what to do or say. He stook naked, his stiff young boy-cock justting straight up, his entire view of the world around him having changed in the past few moments. "Jason?" Jack called to him almost breathlessly. "It's me," Jason said softly as he came nearer the bed. "How long you been standing over there?" Susan demanded, her voice growing firm. It was the voice she used whenever he got into trouble. "I heard you scream. I thought someone was hurting you?" Jason tried to put the best face on his situation. "And just who did you think might be hurting me?" His mother demanded. "My god, look at the size of the kid's cock, I've not seen him hard for years," Jack laughed. "You're not making this any easier," Susan criticized. "I wasn't trying to," Jack eyed her with some amusement. "If you'd just keep your damned voice down when you orgasm, the kid would still be downstairs sleeping like a baby. "I ain't no baby," Jason objected. "Hmph," Jack smirked. "From the looks of things, I'd say not." "Jack, he's your own son, get your mind out of the gutter," Susan retorted, knowing full well her husband's weakness for young boys. "Jason...don't be afraid, come over here, sit down on the bed, we need to talk," Jack beckoned. "Jack, forgodsake, it's three in the morning," Susan once more objected. "Listen, this is gonna be awkward as hell, now or later," Jack told her. "Putting it off is only going to make it worse." "Is that what fucking is all about...makin' your cock feel good," Jason cut to the chase. "Hoooo boy..." Susan shook her head in dismay. "In a word, yes," Jack told him quite frankly. "What's it feel like," Jason questioned. Jack was at a loss for words. "Go ahead, this was all your idea, tell him what an orgasm feels like," Susan goaded her husband. "It feels great! It's the best feeling a boy....or a girl...can feel...makes you kind of...tingle all over, but...it's kind of like a cramp in your groin that lasts for several seconds." Jack struggled to find the words to answer his son's query. "What's a groin?" Jason asked. "Have you ever felt that feeling before, when you stroked your cock...or with the Davis boys?" Jack questioned, hoping to get a handle on just how much the boy knew about sexual pleasure. Jason shook his head innocently, then recalled, "I think maybe THEY do it though...they sleep naked together in the same bed." Jack nodded. "I wouldn't be surprised." "Any more questions?" Susan asked patiently, wanting the awkward moment to end swiftly. "Does it feel good to YOU when dad fucks you?" Jason asked. "You asked for any more questions?" Jack sniggered. "Your turn to tell your side of the story." "Ulp...I...well..." Susan stammered. "I think you can consider that, and the damned screaming that woke you up, as being a, 'yes.'" Jack told his son, barely hiding his amusement. "I wish I could feel that feeling," Jason remarked softly. Jack looked at Susan who stared back in stunned silence. "You up for this?" He asked. "I'm not about to fuck my own son, if that's what you mean," Susan replied aghast. Jack laughed out loud. "Jason climb up here between us, I think it's time you had your first orgasm." "JACK," Susan gasped in dispair. Before his mother could object further, Jason scrambled up over his dad's naked legs and cuddled in between his two naked parents, his hard, little boycock jutting up, hovering over his thin, hairless groin. "Hand me the gel," Jack told his wife. "Jack Cox, you're out of your filthy, child-mollesting mind," Susan commented, but nonetheless retrieved the K-Y from the head board shelf. "What are you going to do to me," Jason asked apprehensively as he felt the warmth of his parents' naked flesh next to his own. His dad's cock was now every bit as hard as his own, only about twice his size. "I'm going to masturbate you," Jack told the boy. "Oh, forgodsake, Jack, if you're gonna fuckin' MOLLEST the boy at least use words he can understand," Susan objected. "He's gonna jack you off," his mother translated as she kissed her son on the forehead. Jack coated his son's stiff little cocklet with the gel then began to stroke him, realizing that, despite it's surprising size, it was still the smallest cock he'd ever stroked, at least since Destry was Jason's age. "Now, son, just lie back, let me do all the work, enjoy the feeling. It's gonna build up deep down inside you, slowly at first, the gradually get stronger and stronger to the point you'll think you're going crazy, then after a final blast of naked, sexual pleasure it'll slowly ease off," Jack did his best to comfort his son, hoping to help him know what to expect. "Feels weird." Jason commented after a moment or two. "Believe me, it IS weird, a father strokin' his own son's cock." Susan commented as she watched her son's face expectantly. "Runs in the family," Jack told her. "What's that suppose to mean?" Susan demanded, knowing full well what Jack was referring to. "How old was Destry...how old were YOU when..." Jack began to explain. "I get your point," Susan cut him off. There were certain family secrets Jason wasn't old enough to understand, though it seemed he was growing older by the second. "Feels kind of good down there," Jason commented, squirming his cute little butt around a little. "Listen, kid, you ain't felt NOTHING yet," Jack smiled down at the boy, kissing his forehead. "Feels kind of achy and...weird...like I never felt before," Jason told his dad as his hard little boycock responded to his father's sexual touch. "That's because you never HAVE felt anything like this before," Jack explained to his sweetly beautiful young son as the boy began to tremble slightly from the growing pleasure in his groin. "It's okay, babe, just let the feeling creep over you; enjoy the feeling; don't let it frighten you; it's perfectly normal, perfectly natural," Susan cradled her son to her naked bosom, watching jack give the boy his first dose of adult sexual pleasure. "Normal for ADULTS at least, maybe not for...for ten-year-old boys...but..." "Susan, please, ease off, you're seeing histroy being made here. Your little boy is becoming a man...sort of...a sexual being, at least, for the first time in his life," Jack implored. "You wanna take over, my arms getting tired?" "Hell, no, this little fuckfest is YOUR show," Susan rejected the idea out of hand. "I want no part of it." "Ohhhh mom, it feels good, feels really good, ahhahhahh fuck... Am I alowed to say 'fuck' while I'm being jacked off?" Jason questioned. "Listen, kid, when you cum, you're gonna cut loose with a string of obscenities that'll burn your poor mother's ears," Jack joked. "Don't worry about it." "Ohhhhh man, we gotta do this more often, feels really, really gooood," Jason gasped, squirming beneath his father's masterful touch. "Like hell," Susan objected vehemently. "Listen, boy, what you do downstair in your own bed...that's your business. What your dad and I do up here in OUR bed..." "...Is YOUR business," Jason finished her words. "Listen Jason, your little brother, he's only nine. He's not to know a thing about this, you understand?" Jason's father told him in his most serious tone. "Is he old enough to have an orgasm?" Jason questioned. "Ohahhhahehrhehhh fuck, feels good, feels good, dad, keep doin' that to me, keep jackin' my cock, dad, ahghehahehh fuck, I'm starting to feel it I think, starting to...ahghhehaheh man, feels good, feels good, feels better and better and...AHIAIIEHAEAOOIEHEAHHHAHEIHGHHAHHHHIIII...FUCCCKKKKK...FUCKKKKK...FUCKKKK..." "OHHHHHH SHIT, ANOTHER DAMNED SCREAMER," Jack cried as he firmly stroked his son through the boy's very first orgasm. "Yes, yes, yes, that's it, boy, feel it, feel the feeling, enjoy what my hand's doin' to your cock, boy. Feel how good it feels, ahhhhh yeah, yeah, yeah, damn, the kid sure has the Cox sex drive, ohhhh yeah, yeah yeah..." "Ohhhhh Jason, Jason, you're so beautiful when you cum, so sweet, so hot, soooo...sooo sexy, yeah, boy, do it, feel it, enjoy your very first orgasm, yeah, yeah, ohhhhh yeahhh," Jason's mother kissed her son on the lips again and again and all over his face as the boy writhed in her arms in the throes of naked sexual pleasure so powerful, so intense he could hardly stand it." "Dry orgasms are killers," Jack commented as he noneless continued stroking the boy, watching as his son struggled through an almost painful series of heaving, thrusting, sexual spasms. His naked, immature, boy-body struggled to ejaculate again and again. "OOIiiaihaoOOOOOIIIHOOOHHhhhhh, dad, stop, stop, I...I can't stand it anymore...feels...feels too good...better than...just like you said, better than anything...abhaiiiHHHHHIIIIHAHHAHHH NO...NO, DON'T STOP...KEEP DOIN' IT TO ME, KEEP MAKIN' ME FEEL IT, KEEP MAKIN' ME CUM...AGEHAHEHHH YEAH, YEAH, DAD, SO GOOD, SOOO FUCKIN' GOOOOOOOOD AHHAHHAHHHHHhhhhhhhhh!!" Jason gradually slipped down from the incredible heights of sexual pleasure his father had led him to. "You okay?" Jason's mother asked softly as she hugged her naked little boy to her ample breasts. "You're wet down there," Jason noted in surprise. "That means she needs to be fucked again," Jack winked at his wife. "But NOT buy YOU," Susan quickly interjected. "Women get rather...moist...when they get horny," Jack explained to his no-longer so innocent young son. "Can I stay and watch?" Jason asked, hopefully, still more than a little horny himself. "What does 'horny' mean?" "Sexually arroused. Like me, like you...when your cock gets hard, and whether she'll admit it or not, like your mother. That's horny. You wanna watch? Sure, why not," Jack laughed, smacking his sex-sotted little boy playfully on his hip. "JACK, FORGODSAKES, don't you think the kid has seen enough for one night?" Susan objected. "Mom, please, I wanna see up close how to fuck?" Jason pleaded. "Really, and just who the hell you think you're gonna fuck?" Susan laughed. Jason shrugged. He hadn't thought it through that far. "Your mother's right, your first sex-education lesson is over," Jack told his son. His wife had been surprisingly open-minded about it all, he didn't want to push her. "You trot off back to bed and, try out your cock, see how much you learned. Only forgodsake, don't let out one of your mother's banshee screams when you cum, or you'll find yourself explaining all this to your little brother." "And Destry will be in here wanting a piece of the action," Susan added. "Does he know how to jack off?" Jason asked innocently. Both his parently laughed softly but heartily. "Yes, Jason, I think he does," Jack told the boy. "Now...off you go...see if you can get back to sleep before daybreak." The two of the watched as their naked little boy slipped from their bed and scampered off toward the stairs. "Whew...I thought there for a moment he was going to ask if Destry fucked us," Susan sighed as Jason headed back to his room. "And what would you have told him?" Jack questioned. "I'd probably told him it was none of his damned fuckin' business," Susan retorted. "If I know Jason, he'll MAKE it his business," Jack suggested. "There will soon be no sexual secrets at all around this house again." "Well...be that as it may, just don't invite Jason back into our bed again. Okay?" Susan demanded. "Ohhhh, it's okay to fuck your BROTHER, but not your SON?" Jack retorted. "I know, I know...incest runs in the family, but we don't have to see that it moves on to a second generation," Susan acknowledged.