Date: Tue, 11 Apr 2017 23:03:09 +0000 From: John Marshall Subject: Cox Cocks Chapter ten This story does directly follows the previous story, "Jason Turns Ten" however it begins some two years later with largely the same group of characters and many new ones added . 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." Like my other stories, it is unorthodox but quite seductive, as are the figures depicted. Like "The Working boys," "Ecstasy Island," "Ecstasy Renewed," and "Jason Turns Ten" (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 with each chapter proceeding in something close to real time. I use extensive dialogue to carry the story along and intense character development. In this story, the sexual encounters are primarily gay. 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 from one to four 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. THE COX COCKS CHAPTER TEN The next morning, though he still felt a sort of aching discomfort in his loins, and more than a little sorenesss in his no-longer-virgin ass, Jamey, was feeling much better than he had been the night before. The only other remnant of the carrot cake orgy was the fact that, try as he did, he couldn't get his cock to go down. He sported such an upright, rigid, urelenting boner he contemplated going in search of a blowjob rather than breakfast. His stomach rejected that idea out of hand. After a quick breakfast, Jamey made it a point to get to his English Grammar class a little early inasmuch as he'd missed it entirely the day before. When he found the right classroom no one was there. That changed a couple minutes later with the arrival of the instructor, Graham Laver. Jamey started to introduce himself to the blond-headed man but stopped suddenly, for once getting a taste the effect he'd been having on others. He was stunned into silence by the sight of the incredibly seductive man's pale complected face. He was flawless, his cheeks slightly pinkish, as if he was wearing makeup. Mr. Laver was in his early twenties, as were most of the instructors at the academy. He opened his mouth to say something, then closed it as man and boy simply stood there in unmoving silence. Graham Laver's cock started to get hard, soaring upward to a rock-solid seven inches or more. "I'm Jamey..." Jamey began at the same time as Mr. Laver. "I'm Graham Laver..." He laughed at the rediculous irony as the two felt erotic sparks fly between them. "Where were you yesterday?" "I had a scheduling problem," Jamey finally found his voice. "Oh, what kind of problem; you have a conflict?" Mr. Laver asked. "Uhhhhh...no, I didn't have one," Jamey told him. Mr. Laver not only taught English, it was apparently by his accent that he WAS English. "A schedule, I mean." "Damn, you're beautiful," Graham Laver breathed softly, "I'm not usually so...so at a loss for words but..." "I find you quite attractive as well," Jamey told his English instructor frankly. "Ohhhh, god, I wish I didn't have twenty-three other boys pouring in here any second now," Graham told Jamey. "I'd have that hard fuckin' boy-cock of yours halfway down my throat by now." "Only halfway?" Jamey smiled his most lethal, seductive smile. "Come here," Graham said simply. Jamey slowly drew closer, unsure what was about to happen. "You gonna...?" "I'm going to kiss you, is that alright?" Graham Laver told him as he stepped nearer the boy he could no longer resist. "Yes," Jamey murmurred softly, nodding almost imperceptably as his cock pulsating before him. His English teacher gently gripped his head, turning it upwards, then softly kissed his open lips. Jamey returned the kiss, melting into Graham Laver's naked embrace. "OOoooooooooo, Mr. Laver's got a new boyyyyyyyy friennnnnnddddd," another slightly early student teased in a sing-song voice. "You gonna suck him off, Mr. Laver?" "Sit down, Mark, and say nothing," Graham instructed, recognizing the voice without seeing its owner. "I'm just getting to know my new student...taking attendance if you don't mind." "I'm here," Mark proclaimed, holding up his hand, waving it about. Graham broke their kiss. "You know Mark?" He asked Jamey. "I've....see him around," Jamey replied. "I'm not surprised, he USED to be the most attractive boy in this class," Graham took Mark down a peg or two. "Until...now," he added softly as he again kissed Jamey's lips. Jamey and Mark had a staring match for a moment or two. Jamey couldn't help put agree. He WAS more attractive that Mark. "Jamey, please take a seat here by my desk, so I may feast my tired eyes on your incredible, radiating beauty...and lovely young cock. "I understand you lost your virginity last night." "Yeah, but I got a whole bunch of friends out looking for it. I'm sure I'll get it back," Jamey joked. "Hooooo fuck, cute, sweet, adorable, and witty too," Graham drank in Jamey's boyish sexual beauty. "I think I'm falling in love." "You told me you were in love with ME yesterday," Mark pouted playfully. "Love is fickle," Graham quoted what he hoped was an English poem in reply. An instant later they were joined by nearly two dozen rowdy, loud, very naked, mostly sexually aroused twelve and thirteen-year-old Cox Cocks. As exciting as the beginning of his English class had been, the rest of it was far less so. Graham Laver had yesterday passed out paperback copies of J.D. "Salinger's Catcher in the Rye" for the boys to read, assigning the first two chapters. Many of the boys in the class had gotten so caught up in the story they'd read far more. "Today I'd like you to take the first chapter and change the words, paraphrasing what Salinger says in your own words. Type everything into the computer. Later we'll read a few samples aloud in class." Graham told them. "Oh, by the way, we have a new student today, some of you may know him by now. This is the no-longer-virginal Jamey London. Jamey, since you didn't get the book to read, why don't you and Mark work together to come up with your own take on the story." "We alowed to use fuck words like Salinger does?" One of the boys in the back asked. "I'd be disappointed if you didn't," Graham told "...but no gratuitous sex, okay?" "What's gratuitous sex?" Mark asked. "That's a sex scene that has no relevance to the plot," Graham explained. "You can't have your characters fuck each other just for the sake of fucking each other, it's got to be part of the plot." "Why? We do that all the time...just cause it feels good...ooooooo....ahhhh...damn, I almost had an orgasm thinking about it." Freddie Baker joked. "But you're not Holden Caulfield," Graham told him. "Can we make him gay?" One of the boys Jamey didn't know asked. "You can make him Superman with a twelve-foot dick, for all I care, but just be sure to explain to your readers how he became so super and what it's like to fly around with such an appendage." "Can we write ourselves into the story?" Tommy, Jamey's next door neighbor asked. "I'd like to fuck the shit outta Holden Caufield." "'May,' not 'can', Tommy. And in case you didn't notice, Holden Caulfield is only on paper, I don't think he has any shit." Graham joked as the class laughed. "MAY, we write YOU into the story," Jamey got up nerve enough to ask. "Certainly, Jamey, I'd like to fuck Holden Caulfield too." Graham told them as the class laughed again and the bell ending class rang too. "We going to write some more tomorrow, this is fun," Mark asked, one eye on Jamey's rock-hard cock, the other on Graham Laver's. "Okay, okay, boys, be sure to save your work, then hit the 'send' key, that'll shoot your work to my files so I can see where you're going with this and correct your grammar. If you're going to write about shooting cum, you've got to be grammatically correct." The boys all found that hilarious. "You got another class now?" Mark asked Jamey as he gently carressed his new friend's slender waist. "I have math at eleven," Jamey told him smiling. Mark was devastatingly cute. "I got an hour, Ya wanna go somewhere and jack off or something?" "Mark, Jamey, you two wanna wait a bit, I need to talk to you," Graham Laver told them as the others left. "What? We didn't do nothing...yet," Mark winked at Jamey. "No, no, nothing like that," Graham sought to set their minds at ease. "No, what it is, I'd like to have sex with you two." "What?" Jamey reacted in surprise. "You mean...like NOW?" Mark eyes appeared to double in size as his mouth fell open. "Either of you have a class now?" Graham asked, looking them up and down, drinking in the adolescent loveliness of both boys as they stood side by side before him, their cocks pointing straight up toward the ceiling. "You...you mean...right here?" "Listen, boys, you two are the most ravishingly seductive, beautiful young boys I've ever had in class and...you can say 'no,' of course, and each get and 'F' for the class..." he laughed. "Just kidding." "Do we each get an 'A' if we drink your cum?" Mark asked with a straight face. "Boys, what we do with each other sexually will have absolutely no effect on your grades, one way or another," Graham informed them. "Damn, grammar ain't my thing, I need all the help I can get," Mark sighed. "What if we suck you off every day after class, for the rest of the term?" "What?" Jamey's head spun ninety degrees to gape at Mark and what he was proposing. "No," Graham rejected the idea. "I'm your teacher not your...your...fuck-master. All I want from you two is to wrap my cocksucking lips around YOUR hard young boy-cocks, make you cum, have some fun, maybe shoot some cum myself. We're talking sex here, nothing more...naked sexual pleasure...popping off some cum, lots of moaning and groaning and dirty talk. You two up for it?" Jamey looked at Mark, then down at their hard, throbbing cocks. "Looks that way." "Mark?" "Sure, let's go shoot some cum together." Mark agreed. "Lead the way, Mr. Laver, we're ready to be sexually molested." "There's a couch in my office...vinyl...cum washes off quite easily," Graham put his arms around the shoulders of both naked young boys as he walked them from the classroom a short way down the hall to an unmarked door. Inside, the room glowed with a sexy blue light. As soon as Graham closed the door behind them, he knelt of the soft carpet and hugged both boys' gripping their slender young pelvises then pulled them to him, taking BOTH their hard, pulsating your cocks into his mouth at the same time. "Geeeeee, Mr. Laver, you have a big mouth," Mark marveled as he bent backward slightly thrusting his cock deeper into the oral cavity enveloping his five-inch boy-cock. Jamey did the same, both boys gripping their English cocksucker around the head, surrendering every last student-teacher inhibition to the growing sexual pleasure starting to well up within them. "Oahhahhhhahhhhh god, that feels good Mr....Graham." "Ohhhh yeah, suck that fucker, Mr. Laver, suck me, suck me, suck me off, make me cum, make us BOTH cum." "I'm too young to cum," Jamey told Mark as he began facefucking his grammar teacher. "Ohhhhh, god, I could get used to this. I never knew anyone who could take two cocks at the same time." "Well, I sure as hell ain't, and....ohhahhahhh fuck, I'm gonnd do it...I'm gonna fuckin' cum any minute now." Mark told the man he still insisted upon calling Mr. Laver. "Ohhhhhhh fuck yes, yes, yes, give us an orgasm, ahhahhahh god, we like to have orgasms, don't we Mark. Aahhahhahhhh god, I'm going to have the biggest fuckin' orgasm I've ever had....errr...except for last night." Graham Laver looked up at the two boys, his lips stretched to the limit as they engulfed the two boy's hard, throbbing, thrusting boy-cocks. Although his mouth and lips could not manage a smile, he smiled with his eyes as he drank in the exquisite look of growing sexual pleasure he was making both boys feels. He began to suck faster and harder, bobbing his head as the boys thrust their cocks deep into his mouth and throat. "Ohhhhhhh fuck, Mr. Laver, I think...yeah, I think you're gonna make me cum, man, ahhhh fuck, feels good, feels good, ahghheaoohhaheh fuck, you suck good, man, ahahh yeah, really, really, suckin' me good, ahhahha yeah, you gonna cum, Jamey....oops, sorry, I forgot...you gonna TRY to cum...you gonna orgasm, man? Do it, Jamey, orgasm with me. Let's orgasm together, just you and me. You ready?" "Almost...harder, harder, suck me harder, man, ahhahhahhh fuck, my cock, my cock, feels like....like I'm gonna...gonna...AHEIAIEIAOHHHHHAHHGHHH FUCCCCK...CUMMIN'! "I'M CUMMIN' TOO...AGHHEHAHHH GOD, CUMMIN', CUMMIN', SHOOTIN' MY CUM, AHHAH FUCK YEAH!! DO IT MR. LAVER, SUCK MY COCK, DRINK MY CUM, KEEP DOIN' IT TO ME, AHHAHHHA YEAH, YEAH, AHAHHEREAEIOAEOHHGHHEHH GOD, BIG ONE, AHGHHEHAOOH GOD, ONE HELL OF AN ORGASM, RIGHT JAMEY, AHHHAHH YEAH...YOU STILL FEELIN' IT THAT FEELING...THAT MAGIC FEELING DEEP DOWN INSIDE YOU...AHAHHEOAIEHHHHH!!" Graham Laver suddenly pulled off their cocks and gripped them tighly their spit and cum lubricating them as he stroked the the two boys' cock, enjoying the facial cum-bath Mark was providing him. "YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, DO IT BOYS, DO IT, DO IT, SHOOT YOUR CUM, BOYS, KEEP SHOOTIN' IT MARK, REALLY HARD, AHHAHHAHH GOD, YOU MAKE A LOT OF CUM, AHHAHHAH DAMN, YOU TWO ARE EVEN WILDER AND SEXIER AND HORNIER THAT I EVER DREAMED!!" "OOOOAHEHHAHHE GOD, MR. LAVER, STOP, STOP, MAN, YOU'RE FUCKIN' DRAININ' ME DRY...AHHHEHHAHEH GOD, FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOD, AHGHHEAHHE FUCK, NO, NO NO, DON'T STOP, KEEP SUCKIN' ME, AHGHHAIHIEIAIOH YEAH, KEEP SUCKIN' MY COCK...AHHAHHAH!!" Mark cried out in almost excruciating pleasure as his spurts faded. "OhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHH FUCK, MAN, THAT...THAT WAS INCREDIBLE. YOU ARE ONE HELL OF A FUCKIN' COCKSUCKER, MAN," Jamey gushed while his four-inch boy-cock throbbed unmercifully as Graham continued stroking it, triggering a dozen little mini-orgasm within his thin, naked loins. "You two better sit down over on the couch...before you FALL down," Graham suggested. "But...but...what about you? You' ain't cum yet," Jamey resisted slightly. "I HAVEN'T cum yet," Graham corrected him. "Let's suck him off...suck the hell outta him," Mark cried anxiously as the two boys sunk to the floor and went from Graham's hard, pulsating seven inches or more length of mancock. "Aahhhhhhhh my fondest dream, two horny little naked boys fighting to suck the cum outta my cock," Graham sighed as he lay back, propping himself on both elbows so he could watch what the two beautiful young boys were doing to him. "Ahhhhhh fucccccccckkkk..." He gasped as he felt both Mark and Andy go to work on him like two eager little beavers minus the buck teeth). "Ohhhhhh fuck he's HUGE," Mark gasped as he realized it would be hard to get even the whole cockhead into his mouth at the same time. "You take the left side, I'll do the right," Jamey suggested as the two boys kissed with Graham's cock lodged between their juicy lips. "Ohhhhhhhh fuccck, you two are soooo beautiful with my cock in your mouths." Graham gushed as his cock threatened to do the same. "Go for it boys, do it, you two, suck that big hard fucker, ahhahhhh yeah, yeah, that's it, harder, faster....ohhhhh yeah, suck me, man, suck my cock, suck me off, make me cum, ahhahhhah fuck yes, yes, yessss." "He's gettin' close?" Mark said, having sucked so many cocks in his boyhood, he knew all the signs of an impending orgasm. "You gonna cum, Mr. Laver? You gettin' close?" "Yessss...yesss....ohhhh god, yes, yes, yes, do it to me, boys suck my cock, ahhahhhah fuck, suck me off, suck me off, suckmeoff,suckmeoff,suckmeoffsuckmeoffsuckmeoffsuckme off... ahhaheaeiaoeoihhhhhh, I'm gonna cum, boys, get ready, take my load...here it....it...ITTTTT CUMMMMMMSSSS, URAHEHHGHHH...URHAEHHHEHHHGHHHHHHHHHH, AHHAHHEHEHH, AHHEHAHHEHHGHHHGGGOD, FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOD, FEELS SOOO FUCKIN' GOOD, SHOOTIN' MY CUM, SHOOTIN' MY CUM STRAIGHT DOWN YOUR LITTLE COCKSUCKIN' THROATS, BOYS, AHGHEHAHEHRHHHH DAMN, AHGOEIAEOIHOIH SHIIIITTTTT... AHEOOAOEIAEHOI CUMMIN' SOOOO HARD, YOU'RE MAKIN' ME CUM SOOOOOO FUCKIN' HAAARRDDDD!!" "DAMN, HE CUMS A LOT...AHHAHHAHHEHHH FUCCCKKK, LOOK AT THAT SHIT SHOOTIN' OUT," Mark cried as he wrapped his fist around his English teacher's cock and jacked it ferociously as he sucked with Jamey on the gushing cockhead. Graham leaned forward, his abs bulging under the strain as he gripped one hand on each of the boys' heads, feeling his string or orgasmic spasms peak, "UNNNNNNGGHHHHNGHHHHH UANHNNGHHHHHHHHHHHAHHHHHHHHHUUNNNNGHHHHHHHHHHHHHAUHNGHHHH," he let out one long, moaning, groaning, excruciatingly pleasurable grunt. His entire muscular, naked body suddenly froze, rigid under the strain of the father of all orgasms. Then he fell back in total exhaustion as his cock continued oozing his cum for the two boys to devour. Jamey had never tasted so much cum in his life. At first he was unsure he wanted to, but then discovered it wasn't all that bad. A few seconds later, he decided he actually LIKED the stuff. "Feel good," Mark asked, smiling down at Graham once he'd done his sexual duty in returning the favor their teacher had pressed upon them. "Ohhh fuck yessss," Graham gasped, dragging first Mark, then Jamey, over into his arms, kissing their delicate, sweet, boyish lips each separately and then together as a threesome. "You like that?" Jamey asked needlessly. "I loved it," Graham murmurred softly against Jamey's lips. "I've made love to dozens of boys since I've been here but you two....ohhhh god, you two...have got to be the best ever." "We enjoyed it too," Mark confessed. "I'm getting hungry," Jamey realized. "Right...it's almost time for your next class," Graham set up, kissing both boys goodbye. Then he simply fell back to the carpet again, too spent to get up one second before his next class arrived. "You got math next, right?" "With Mr. Connor," Jamey added, wishing he had a watch on his naked wrist. Few of the boys wore them. It was amazing the schedule of classes ran as smooth each day as it did. "Tell him I said to treat you two special," Graham told the two naked boys as they stood towering over his prone naked body. "I'll put in a good word for your...talents."