Date: Thu, 22 Mar 2012 01:27:52 -0400 From: John Marshall Subject: The Working Boys Chapter 13 In trying to avoid the most common plot scenarios featured on Nifty, this story takes the form of a series of interviews with some beautiful young Boy prostitutes and their parents. It's unorthodox but quite seductive, as are the boys. Like my other story, Ecstasy Isle, 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 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 four to six 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. THE WORKING BOYS CHAPTER 13 "Did Darin show you around?," Zac inquired of Derek as they headed for the master suite. "I need to freshen up and change into something more...watery, hope you don't mind." "Not really, just mostly seen my own cabin and Ronon's, the bridge, the galley..." Derek told him. "The galley?" Zac reacted in surprise. "I did breakfast," Derek explained as they came up before a big, heavy set of double doors which Zac dramatically threw open for Derek's benefit. Zac, being an entertainer, had a streak of showmanship a mile wide. "Seems Mike is a little deficient in the culinary arts," Derek went on, deliberately making no comment as to Zac's opulent seabourn digs. "I see..." Zac replied, obviously a little miffed that Derek seemed unimpressed. "You swimming with us?" "I...didn't pack much...nothing...watery, as you put it," Derek admitted. "Ordinarily we'd all just swim naked but..." Zac rolled his eyes and flipped his generous mop of hair in Tiffany's direction. "She's never seen a naked man before?" Derek smiled. "Unfortunately, yes, she has," Zac sighed as he became a naked man. His cock lengthened and strengthend noticeably as they talked. "You know, I think I might have an extra..." he dug through a drawer. "Hmph...ain't much..." he held up some Speedos, obviously from his younger days. "Probably cut from leftover scraps from the ones your young friend was wearing." Derek held the skimpy red piece of lycra in front of him. "Well, maybe," he decided, pulling his t-shirt over his head. "Nice...you work out?" Zac commented, eyeing Derek's pecs and modest six-pack. "When I can," Derek admitted as he slipped out of his sandals. Zac was now fully erect and seemingly in no hurry to don his "watery" attire. Derek tried not to stare but there was no denying it, Zac was impressive, seven, probably closer to eight inches. Derek dropped his shorts and skinned out of his brief. His own cock was not as hard as Zac's but nonetheless a respectable seven inches. "Looks like you work...THAT out some too," Zac observed, pouring himself a club soda from his mini-bar. "Drink?" "Whatever you're having," Derek allowed himself, having read that Zac was very much "on the wagon" after years of on-again, off-again alcoholism. Zac handed him the frosty glass of bubbly liquid. "You know, of course, that I'm gay, right?" he murmurred quietly as the two of them stood close but not touching. "I didn't, but I'd guessed as much, watching your cock react to my presence," Derek made no pretense of reluctance in going where Zac was heading. "Although your lovely young daughter would tend to indicate otherwise." "Gay men father children," Zac asserted, reaching out, boldly fondling Derek's rising young cock, "I have a son too, he's about the same age as your boy...your...what was his name?" "Ronon, and he's not my son, just a friend of a friend," Derek leaned forward and kissed Zac's lips softly. "You have a taste for young boys?" "Similar to your own, from what I gather," Derek acknowledged. "My one vice," Zac joked, his fingers gently tracing their way up Derek's side. "I'm trying to cut back," Derek claimed, sitting down his drink, freeing up both hands to enjoy the sinewy body of the stunningly naked movie actor. "Me too...once a day, whether I need it or not," Zac managed to maintain his liquid refreshment while still managing to make full body contact. "You have a son? He cute?" Derek asked, trying to picture a ten or eleven year old version of the naked man in his arms. "Ohhhhh, god, exquisitely so...makes Tiff look downright homely," Zac oozed seductive charm from every pore. "I can barely keep my hands off him." "He sexual?" Derek asked as the two of them became quite sexual. "He's ten, I doubt it, but...god, it's incredible, my son is more beautiful than my DAUGHTER," Zac forced their cocks together as they moved, arousing one another deeply. "Two different mothers?" Derek asked, "ohhhh fuck that feels good." "Yes, and I have to keep Tiff on a separate continent or she'd rape the poor kid," Zac joked. "You have some pretty good moves." "I take it she IS sexual," Derek guessed, having seen and watched her immediately home in on Ronon. "I've given up trying to count her boyfriends...ohhhh fuck Derek, your cock, ohhh fuck, yeah, yeah, yeah," Zac gasped in growing sexual pleasure. "Now I only try to keep track of the ones I've seduced." "You fuck your daughter's boyfriends?" Zac smiled in surprised as they made love standing naked together in the middle of the cabin. "Usually not...most of them couldn't handle me, but...she tends to like younger boys...well, you saw her with...with...Ronon?" Zac began moving against Derek's cock in dead earnest now. "Probably down below fuckin' him right now." "Your 'man-eater'?" Derek recalled Zac's warning to the boy from earlier. "The kid's no virgin, I take it?" Zac questioned as the two men danced the dance of vertical sexual pleasure together, growing their aching sexual pleasure now with some intensity. "No, but not much experience with girls his own age I don't think," Derek's cock was red hot and rock hard, battling Zac's with anxious agony. "Kind of young for a working boy," Zac observed, "Ohhhh fuck, Derek, fuck me, man, fuck me, fuck me, fuck my cock, man, ohhhhh god, you're good, ohhhh yeah, yeah, yeah, ohhhhhh fuck feels good, feels good, feels goooooooodd." "Ohhhhh fuck, tell me about it, man, my cock's gonna fuckin' explode, ohhh fuck, ohhhhh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, ohhh fuck, man, I'm feeling it, I'm fuckin' feeling it, man, you're gonna make me cum, gonna do it to me, gonnna get me off, ohhh yeah, yeah, yeah, cum with me, cum with me, man, let's do it, let's do it...now...now...NOW...NOW...NOW...OEHHGHEHRHH FUCK, CUMMIN, SHOOTIN' IT, OHEHGHEHHRE GOD, YES, YES, FEELS GOOD, FEELS EIIHHEHRHEHHRHEHHGIEHHEHRHGHHGHH... EIGHEIAEIRHHGHEH.... OHHHH FUCCCCCCCKKKKKKK..." Derek ejaculated repeatedly, coating them both with his generous, juicy, offering. "Right with ya, man, ohhhh yeah, gonna do it, gettin' there, ohhhhh god, close...fuck me hard, man, move that cock, make me cum, make me cum, make e...me...ME...CUMMMMMMMMMMM...CUMMMMMMMMM.... CUMMMING, DEREK, CUMMING HARD, MAN, SHOOTIN' IT, SHOOTIN MY CUM, OEHHGHEAHEHRHHEHHGHH FUCCCKKKK...UNNNNNNGGHHHH...UNNNNNNGGHHHHHH...UNNNNNNGHGHHHHHHH..." Zac grunted as his spurted three, four, five, a good six volleys of white hot cum between them. "OhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHH SHIIIITTTTT...YOU'RE INCREDIBLE, MAN, OHHHHHH FUCK, GREAT SEX, MAN, OHHHH GOD, BEST ORGASM IN...A LONG TIME...VERY LOONG TIME!!!" "First time I ever had a vertical orgasm...except for jackin' off," Derek clung to Zac's muscular nakedness for support as his legs grew weak from the effort and the intensity of his naked sexual pleasure. "Nice one...felt good," Zac broke the clinch. "Now maybe this fucker will somehow fit in the pouch." "Aren't you gonna shower?" Derek asked. Zac was literally dripping with cum. "Kind of a waste of time, not to mention fresh water, when you're about to go swimming in the ocean, ain't it?" Zac reasoned. "Besides...you're not going to believe this...my horny little miss muffet out there had the audacity to tell me she liked the smell of my sperm after I'd had sex with her mother." "Really?" Derek found the fact that Zac and the girl's mother still had sex as surprising as Tiffany's highly inappropriate olifactory disclosure. "I take it you and her mother are still married?" "In name only...we both fuck around...we make no secret of it, but we also enjoy a good, hard fuck together whenever we can," Zac told him as the two of them stuffed their softening cocks safely away in their speedo's. "Don't leave much to the imagination, do they?" "Ronon's gonna crack up when he sees me in this," Derek laughed, catching a glimpse of himself in one of the many full-length mirrors adorning Zac's obscenely decorated stateroom. "Hey, you suppose...you and me and he might...do some cock to cock fun and games?" Zac proposed as he admired his nearly naked physique in the mirror next to Derek's. "Tiff's may not laugh but you can rest assured she's gonna stare when she sees this...and YOU..." "You ever...? "Do anything with Tiff? No, her mother'd shit herself...and fuckin' Tiff would sure as hell TELL her...not to get me in trouble but in merely BRAGGING," Zac sighed in dismay as they headed back up on deck. "They seem to have this little competition going on...who can be the biggest SLUT." "Who's winning? Derek joked. "Well, take a look, see for yourself," Zac nodded toward his daughter, now practically crawling all over poor Ronon, who seemed not quite sure what to make of all the sudden attention from an older teenaged girl who was almost as naked as he was. "Think we oughta make'em SWIM to the island just to cool'em off?" Derek suggested. There was no hiding the fact that Ronon had a hardon and if Tiffany had been a boy, she would have too. As it was, it was obvious she had impressive nipples. "Tiff, what happened to your new swimsuit, the one I got you at the hotel yesterday? Zac questioned his daughter, deliberately insinuating himself physically between her and Ronon. "It's at the hotel. I forgot it," Tiffany claimed. "I found THIS old rag downstairs in a drawer..." "Yes, which you haven't worn since you were NINE," Zac observed its less than adequate coverage of her feminine charms. Then, turning to Ronon, "I'm sorry, son, she gets like this sometimes..." "Yeah, me too when I get horny...it's okay, I don't mind," Ronon insisted. Zac grunted suppressing a smile, "Yes, I'm sure you do...and don't...don't mind that is," "Is that the island over there?" Derek guessed as they seemed headed straight for a thin strip of sand with a few palm trees. "Yes, it's kind of horse shoe shaped, natural lagoon, nice for swimming." Zac acknowledged, turning his attention from his daughter and her little boy plaything. "Sand, a few scraggly palm, lots of scrub, rocks, crabs...regular island paradise," he joked. "The hurricanes are kind of rough on the trees on low-lying places like this. Probably why no one lives there...looks like we'll have the place to ourselves, no other boats in sight." They heard Darin cut the powerful engines as they drifted into the lagoon. "How deep is it here?" Derek questioned. He wasn't all that great a swimmer. "Well, we draw five feet, looks like maybe another five feet under our keel right here...the beach slopes nicely though," Zac told him. "You kids can jump in but be careful, it's deeper'n it looks and keep an eye out for jellyfish." "What about SHARKS?" Ronon worried as he followed Tiffany toward the boat's swimming platform off the stern. "Listen, kid, there's only ONE shark you need worry about...the one in the pink bikini," Zack again warned the boy. "Any others out there would dare come near with her around." "Race you to that rock over there," Tiffany challenged Ronon as they both prepared to wet their nearly naked young bodies. "Your ON!" Ronon cried as he jumped the gun, diving in a couple seconds before Tiffany, gaining a sizable head start as his slender little boy body slithered with effortless ease through the crystal clear water. "He's even more beautiful in the water than on dry land," Zac observed as they watched the two take off. "Good swimmer too." "Looks like she's gaining on him," Derek commented as he climbed down the ladder from the platform. He wasn't into diving. "She's done a few laps in her days...plus she's got three or four years on him," Zac allowed as he jumped feet first, splashing in next to Derek. A moment later there was another splash as Darin hit the water, surprising them both. They'd not seen him coming. "Anyone wanna lay odds as to how long before she fucks him?" Darin laughed. He'd also been watching the two horny little sea urchins. "That's not funny," Zac grunted, wiping sea water from his face. "I guess it depends on how much of a wet blanket her old man wants to be," Derek joked. He found Darin's comment amusing, whether Zac did or not. "Besides, I'm gonna have at the kid before SHE gets the chance." Zac insisted. "And he's not joking," Derek commented as they watched the two from sea level. "I think she beat him," Darin peered out over the crests of a few small swells. "Ohhhh, fuuucck, I got tired about half way, it's farther than it looks," Ronon gasped as he clung to Tiffany, both of them struggling to tred water. "Don't touch the rock, it's sharp, you'll get cut...or scraped," Tiffany warned. "Even the little fish love blood, we'd be in the middle of a feeding frenzy in half a second." "Looks like it's more shallow on the other side," Ronon noticed as he slipped free, his feet searching for a solid bottom. The rock was not huge, extending no more than five feet out of the water and less than fifteen feet in length but Ronon was right, sand had washed in behind it on the far side. He could just barely touch bottom. Little more than his shoulders were out of the water. Tiffany followed. She was taller. Standing beside him, the water exposed most of her budding young breasts. Their proximity was not lost on Ronon. "You got great arms, you gave me a run for my money," Tiffany complimented the loser in their little race. "You got great tits, I didn't stand a chance," Ronon turned on the boyish charm as his hands found them both and fondled them boldly through the thin material of Tiffany's inadequate top. "And you got a great cock," Tiffany did a little fondling of her own, except she plunged her hand INSIDE Ronon's Speedos, finding his cock and making it grow. "Getting nicer and nicer all the time, in fact." "Not to be outdone, Ronon's own nimble fingers untied first one side then the other of Tiffany's bikini freeing it, then probing for her clit. "My god, you're HUGE?" Tiffany gasped as Ronoon hardened and lengthened in her grip. She tried to peer down through the water to see it but the optical and aquatic distortion gave no indication of what she was actually feeling as her slender, sensitve fingers sought to awaken him sexually. Ronon pulled her to him in the water, kissing her while his arms encircled her, and his fingers did their mischief behind her, loosening her bikini top. "You're gettin me really hard, makin' my cock feel really good," he told her as he got her naked in the water. "You get naked too," Tiffany urged as she was less adept at ridding Ronon of his single shred of false modesty. "What if they swim over here?" Ronon worried, nonetheless, managing to work his swimsuit down to his knees, then kicking it free. "What if they float away?" "We'll hide out naked on the island and fuck each other day and night and have lots of naked babies, and live happily ever after," Tiffany joked, letting him know she was, indeed, intent on having him in her. "I think you've done this before, your fingers are really turnin' me onnnnnnnnn!" she gasped as she felt her sexual pleasure soar suddenly. "Feel good?" Ronon asked needlessly. "Jack me off." "Can you cum?" Tiffany questioned. "Hey, I'm only eleven years old, what do YOU think?" Ronon's little-boy voice grew tense. He didn't much like being constantly reminded, especially by a GIRL, of his ever-present sexual immaturity. "Ohhhhh, fuck, that feels good, deeper...ahahhahahhhhhhh fucccckkkk..." Tiffany gasp as Ronon demonstrated his manual dexterity and sexual expertise. "Ohhhh god, I want your cock, I want your cock in me, I wanna fuck you," Tiffany cried as she wrapped her legs around Ronon's slender, naked, little boy-body, trying to get him inside her. Ronon toppled over backwards, taking Tiffany under with him, her efforts to join their slender young naked bodies something less than successful. "What the fuck, you tryin' to DROWN me?" Ronon came sputtering to the surface laughing. "I'm too little to support your weight, even in the water like this." "Sorry, it's just, when I see a cock I like..." Tiffany appologize as she nonetheless recaptured Ronon's generous erection, pulling him into her arms, kissing him ravenously. Then she abandoned his lips, diving down under, capturing his cock in her mouth, sucking him for several deliciously beautiful seconds before once more surfacing. "Hey, man, if you're expecting ME to do that...no fuckin' way," Ronon cried laughing, "felt good though." "Your cock tastes really good," Tiffany told him, "...a little salty but..." Ronon reciprocated in kind by capturing first one of Tiffany's nippled breasts between his lips, then the other, able to suck and tease them with his teeth while still able to breathe. "God, you're one hot little fuck stick," Tiffany gasped. She felt aching spasms of naked, pulsating pleasure course through her entire body as Ronon excited her sexual instincts far more than he realized. "Ohhhhhhh man, your hand on my cock, ohhhh fuck, Tiff, you're gonna do it to me, gonna get me off, gonna fuckin' make me cum, ohhhehahhghe god, feels good, feels good, keep doin' that to me, keep jackin' me like that, man, ohhhhh god, feels good, feels good, feeels gooooooood..." Tiffany grabbed Ronon's tiny hand and dragged it down to her cunt and pressed all but his thumb into her female genitalia, gripping him with her cunt, riding his probing fingers as Ronon once more began expertly masturbating her the way his mother had taught him. "Do it, do it to me, make me cum, make it feel good, ohhehhaheh god, Ronon, yes, yes, yes, like that, like that, ohhhh fuck yes, that feels good, drivin' me crazy, hhahhehh...ohehghehahehrhhe....eoighahehiheihghghhh... eiigeihghhhh..." she cried out, moaning and groaning in a rhapsody of growing sexual feeling. "That feels really, really gooood." "Let's cum," Ronon gasped as he felt his own sexual trigger squeezed tighter and tighter with every stroke of Tiffany's talented fist on his cock. "Make me cum, Tiff, make me cum, make me cum, make me fuckin' cum...cummmm...cummmm." "Hold on, kid, I'm almost ere...ahhahh...aheiigheiihehaheh...AHEIGHEHAHEIRIHGHHGHHHH... EIAHGHEHGHEHHGH...IEGHHGHH!!!" She suddenly cried out, her orgasm bursting full blown upon her as Ronon drove her on and on to higher and higher levels of aching sexual pleasure with every digital thrust. He practically had his whole tiny fist inside her. "MY COCK, MY COCK, I'M FEELING IT, I'M...I'M CUMMING...CUMMING, OHHHHHH FUCK, MAKIN' IT FEEL GOOD, OHGHEHGH GOD, MAKIN' ME FEEL SOOOOOOO FUCKIN' GOOD, OHEHGHEHH GOD, YES, YES, KEEP JACKIN' ME, KEEP JACKIN' MY COCK, KEEP JACKIN' ME OFF, OHHH FUCK, HOPE YOU'RE FEELING HALF WHAT I AM, GIRL, OHEHHGHEH GOD, YES, KEEP DOIN' IT TO ME LIKE THAT, KEEP JACKIN' ME OFF, JACKIN' ME OFF, OHHHH FUCK YEAH, JACK ME OFF, JACK ME OFF, JACK ME OFF, JACKMEOFF,JACKMEOFF,JACKMEOFF,JACKMEOFF,JACKMEOFF JACKMEOFF JACKMEOFFF!" Ronon's cries of swirling sexual pleasure pushing him to the point of sexual insanity. They kissed then once more sank beneath the waves, united in aching, naked, sexual pleasure together as surely as if Ronon had managed to get far more than his tiny fist inside her cunt.