Date: Fri, 1 Feb 2013 01:50:10 -0500 From: John Marshall Subject: EcstasyInc Chapter 29 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," followed by "Ecstasy Renewed." "EcstasyInc," like the previous segment, is unorthodox but quite seductive, as are the figures depicted. Like "Ecstasy Island" and "The Working Boys," and "Ecstasy Renewed," 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. Most of the characters from the earlier stories have returned, but there are also quite a number of new characters which will occupy the main spotlight in this segment. 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 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: The inclusion of any actual individuals in this story is in no way meant to suggest actual occurrences or their sexual orientation. All drugs mentioned are fictitious. If you like what you read, let me know at crackerjacker18@hotmail.com. ECSTASYINC CHAPTER 29 "SANTOS," Dr. Mike called out as he returned to the waiting room to find the Santos brothers sitting on the floor jacking one another's cocks. "We could hear out here, just to get quipment ready," Andre Santos smiled up at the doctor, neither he nor his brother in any hurry to stop their mutual pleasuring. "Well, what say we move the examination into the next room, I'm too old to get down there on the floor and check out you two horny little puppies?" Mike suggested with some amusement. Dealing with ten-year-olds was something he had yet to get used to--especially sexually active ten-year-olds who might or might NOT actually BE ten years old. Reluctantly, Andre and Alesandro climbed to their feet and followed the doctor to the examining room just around the corner. "Well, other than your acute horniness, how have you two little fuckers been the past week?" Mike began. "He talk funny," Alesandro pointed at his brother laughing. "Oh, how so?" Mike questioned. "He sound like OLD fucker," Alesandro revealed. "Really? Andre, why don't you talk for us a little?" Dr. Mike suggested. "You got really grande cock, I sucka yo COCK, doc?" Andre asked. "I see what you mean," Mike replied as he suddenly realized Andre was taking his words as acquiesence, slipping to his knees and going for his doc's cock. "He good cocksucker," Alesandro smiled watching his brother slip the doctor's erect seven inches between his lips. "Uhhhh...Andre...that's not what I...meant," Dr. Mike tried to move back only to have Andre grip his hips and move with him. "Oh, what the hell, go ahead..." "He talk funny several days...week maybe," Alesandro added, watching intently, as if trying to learn something from his brother. "Ohhhahhahhh fuck, kid...uhh...is that so, hmmmm..." Mike said, torn between simply enjoying a really quite well executed blowjob and his duties as a physician. "He kind of...cracks sometimes when he talks?" "Cracks?" Alesandro questioned. "You know, sudden funny sounds at unexpected moments?" Mike tried to clarify in terms a ten or eleven-year-old Brazilian street urchin might understand. "SCREECH?" Mike laughed out loud. "Yes, I guess that might cover it...ohhhhhahhahhahh fuck, fuck, fuck, boy, aoaoohh yeah, yeah, suck that fucker, ohhhh god, yeah, ohhhhhh man, you're really HOT!" "Only when he cums," Alesandro laughed too. "He cums...shoots...sperm?" Mike asked in surprise. Alesandro vehemently shook his head. "No sperm...just...orgasm...orgasm and orgasm and orgasm and orgasm and orgasm..." "I get the idea," Mike smiled. "Ohhhh fuck, speaking of orgasms, ohhhh yeah, yeah, kid, give me an orgasm, boy, ohh yeah, yeah, suck me, kid, suck me off, suck me offffff...ohhhhh fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah, oh, god, you're good, soooooo good, ohhh fuck fuck fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck, gettin' me close, boy, ohhhahhhah god, the feeling, keep suckin' me, keep...keep...keep doin' it to me, keep doin' it to me, keep suckin' me, keep suckin' my cock, Andre, ohhh yeah, yeah, ohhhhh yeahhhhh, you like cum, you're gonna get some any second, oohhh yeah, gettin' me there, kid, ohhh fuck, I can feel it, I can feel it, gonna...gonna...AHHAHEIIIAIERHHGHHAEHRHH FUCK, AOOGOEHOAIEIIIIIAIIHGHIEIII...FUCK...SHOOTIN', KID, MAKIN' ME CUM, MAKIN' ME SHOOT MY CUM, OHHHHA FUCK, YEAH, YEAH, DO IT, BOY, DO IT, DO IT, DO IT TO ME, HGOOAOEIHHHH THE FEELING, THE FEELING, OOAHEAHERHHHHH YEAHHHHH, YEAHHHHHHH....AOEIAIEHROIHORIH SOOOO GOOD, GHHAOOEIEIAIEIRHHAHHHHHH, OOGHEHHAHERIII, IIAIEHIIAOEROIIRHHHHHIIiiiiiiiieeeeeee," Mike cried out as Andre orgasmed him so well, he found himself collapsing into a chair in the corner of the room. "HAHHHHAHHHHHHHAAAAA...YOU SCREECH TOO," Alesandro laughed heartily, "Just like Andre!" "You suck Andre now?" Andre question, getting back to his feet, waiting expectantly, his hard, young six-inch boy-cock sprouting straight up from his thin, hairless groin. Again, there was a distinct rasp to his voice. "Say that, Alesandro, say what Andre did," Mike weakly instructed. "You suck Andre now?" Alesandro obeyed. "Now you, Andre..." "You suck Andre now?" Andre repeated. Mike shook his head, somewhat in surprise. "Kid, I'd say your voice is changing, welcome to puberty." "Pooh Bear Tea?" Andre looked at him questioningly. He'd heard those words before. "Hmph...yeah, something like that," Mike laughed softly. "You suck Andre now?" Andre asked again, hopping up on the examining table next to his brother. "That's fine, you can stop now," Mike told him, making notations on the boy's chart. "Stop?" Andre looked at him in dismay, unsure what the doctor meant. "The phrase, you can stop now," the doctor repeated. "You suck Andre now?" Andre did a little repeating himself. "Ohhhh...you...you want ME to...no, I...ohhhh fuck...what the hell," Mike sighed as he drank in the seductive sexual beauty of the surprisingly innocent young boy. "You say he...screech when he cums?" "SCREEEEEAAEEEAECCCHHHHHHH..." Alesandro confirmed loudly, imitating his brother. "Welll...in the interest of science...and confirming your brother's diagnostic observation..." Mike winked at the young boy, then, resting both hands on Andre's knees, bent his head and sucked down on the delightfully lively young boy-cock before him. "Mmmmmmmmm...nice....." he sighed despite his mouth being quite full. "ahaieiiHHiihhahheh nice," Andre screeched in surprise, long before becomming orgasmic. "ooaooaooehhahOOOOOHHHAHHHH FEEL good...good...suck doc, suck doc, suck doc....mmmmamaiiaieiiaerhhhghehhahh!!" "See...SCREEEEECCCHHHHHHHH!" Alesandro laughed as Andre demonstrated his newly minted adolescent voice. "SUUUUCCCCKKKK...SUCKKKKK...SUUUUUCK, FUCK, SUCK, FUCK, SUCK, FUCK, SUCK FUCK, SUCK FUCK, SUCKFUCK, SUCKFUCK, SUCKFUCK, SUCKFUCK, SUCKFUCKSUCKFUCKSUCKFUCKSUCK," Andre squealed, alternating the main two sexually explicit words he knew in English. "You suck Alesandro next?" Alesandro asked hopefully. "I no screech like Andre." "Andy!" Mike lifted his lips from Andre's cock. "You done with the Wells boys yet?" "Just a sec," Andy called from the next room. He was afixing a new patch to each boy, then sent the twins on their way. "Suck his cock for me, will ya?" Mike told his colleague. "I beg your pardon?" "Suck him, suck his cock for me, make him cum while I suck his brother, I want to compare orgasmic reactions," Mike explained. "Compare orgasmic reactions?" Andy asked in surprise. "Look, Andre's having a voice change. I want to listen to both boys as they cum and see if, and by how much, they differ." Andy blinked, "I can't believe I'm doing this," he acquiesced, kneeling before his own Brazilian twin and taking he boy's six-inch sprouting cock in his mouth. Mike went back to work on Andre, slowing down, hoping to allow Andy to bring Alesandro to the point of orgasm so both boys might erupt in pleasure at the same time. "Frigid," Alesandro gushed. "Cold, not frigid," Andre corrected. "Cool," Andy lifted his lips from Alesandro long enough to correct both boys. "Cool...feels cool. Dr. Andy is a cool cocksucker." "Dr. Andy cool cocksucker," Andre repeated. "Dr. Mike extreme cool cocksucker." "He's had more experience than I have," Andy joked then went back down on Alesandro's cock, sucking it ravenously, wondering if he might get a surprise taste of the boy's first, watery offering of boy-cum. Mike thought of a snappy comeback, but restrained himself, casting his gaze between the two boys and Dr. Andy, starting to wish for a sperm extractor or two in his examining room. "You make Andre cum?" Andre asked hopefully. Mike nodded as he continued to suck. "I love Andy...Andy suck gooooooood," Alesandro moaned softly, resting his hands lightly on the back of his doctor's head as he deftly guided the man in giving him sexual pleasure. "Dr. Mike suck good...gooder than Dr. Andy," Andre argued. "No," Alesandro insisted. "Yes," Andre countered. "No," Alesandro cried as his orgasm neared. "Mike gooder," Andre cried, his voice cracking like an egg. "Andre gooder," Alesandro's childlike voice unchanged. Mike eyed Andy. Their eyes met, communicating wordlessly their mutual realization. "I...CUMMMMM...AIIAIEIHAHEHRHHHHHIIIAIEIHHHH(crack)...I CUMMMM....CUMMMM...AIEIAIEHRIEIHHHH(big screech)AIEIIAEHGHHH OAHHAH FUCCCCK....FUCCCCKKKK(agonizing squeak)aahhIIIHAEHAIIEREHHAHH CUMMM...CUMMMM....UNNNGGHHH...IIAIEIHHGHGHHHHII...AHHAH... IAIEIIAEHHH(screech)CUMMMMM(horrific screech)AHEIAIEIIHEHAHHH AHEIAIEHAHHHHH IIEAIHGHHhhhhhhhhhh..." "Screech...screech...screech...screech...screech," Alesandro mocked his brother even as he neared the point of doing a little screeching himself. Mike lifted his lips from Andre's cock and continued jacking it ryhmically as his boy's naked little body convulsed in an ongoing orgasm that at first seemed a little strange then, as it continued, quite a LOT strange. "Get a load of this little fucker..." "IAIIEAHHEHHEHRHHHGHH ANDRE CUM...ANDRE CUM....AHGIEAIEIIEIOIAEHOIH(squeak, squeal, screech)ANDRE CUM...AHGEHAIEIORIOOOH FUCK, FUCK, ANDRE CUMMMMMMMMMM...AEIIAIEHROHOH(squeak, crack, creak)AIIEIAIHEROIHOAHEOIHO...ANDRE CUM...CUM...CUM AND CUM AND CUM AND.....HHAHEIOAEOIIRHAOEIRHOIHOHOI(squeally creak)AIIGEAHHEHRHHH CUM LOT...CUM LOT...AIGIEIAEHROIAHEORIH FUCK, CUM AND CUM A LOT...AHGHEIAEIRIIHHHH(ear-splitting screech)aiiaiiIIIIAIHGEHHEHHGH!!!" Andre cried out in the throes of what must have been at horrendous blast of orgasmic pleasure, even though his cock expelled not one drop of his precious bodily fluids. "ALESANDRO CUM TOOOO...AGHEHAIEIIHH...EIIAIEOHAHEHHAEH...CUMMMM...CUMMM...IAIIEAHOEOIHAOIEOH....EOOAEIHRIEHGBOIEH... OOEHAEHHHRHIIAIEIGHHAHH CUM, CUM, CUM, SUCK, SUCK, SUCCCCKKKK," Alesandro cried as Dr. Andy lifted his lips from the boy's cock and continued simply masturbating him. "See what I mean?" Mike smiled. "No puberty here," Andy confirmed, even as his naked little boy continued his orgasm. "Aaiieiaiehhehhhh keep suck...KEEP SUCK...KEEP SUCK ALESANDRO...SUCK ALESANDRO...MAKE ALSEANDRO CUM GRANDE...GRANDE CUM, AOOEOAHEHHHHAHEIAIEIOAEHROIIHOIH...GEOAIERHHHHIIIEIEIAIIHGHEHHH...IIEIIAHGHEOIAHOHhhhhhhhhhh," Alesandro cried out, his voice in no was similar to that of his twin. "This is the second one today," Mike told his colleague as the two stood watching the lingering sexual pleasure they'd given each of their boys. "You're a pretty decent cocksucker, you know that, you'll have to do me some time." "Only if you promise to make those ungodly noises just like Andre," Andy joked. "aiiiIIIIEIAHGEIAIERHHH(squeech)AIOEOAIEHRHHHHH," Mike imitated his twin. "Close," Andy laughed. "No close...IAIEIAEHHHAHEIIEOOGHEO(screech)aiaiOOEAHEIIRFHEIHHHHHHH," Andre demonstrated. "You think he was doing that on purpose all the time?" Andy suggested. "Listen, you think I don't know the sound of an authentic adolescent orgasm from your little pre-pube there?" Mike reacted. "How many teenaged orgasms do you think I see...and hear...each day?' "That why you're...so good at...what you DO?" Andy joked. "Send them over when they're ready to be re-patched," he smiled in leaving. "Soooo...how was that?" Mike eyed both boys as the reclined back on their elbows, still breathiing hard and trembling in the aftermath of their orgasms. "You Suck Alesandro? I screech this time..." Alesandro promised. "No, experiment over. Examination over. You two go see Dr. Andy, maybe you can talk him into an encore," Mike suggested. "Encore?" Alesandro questioned. "Never mind," Mike laughed as he helped each boy down from the examining table and shusted them off next door. "MILANO..." Mike ordered up yet another set of twins, wondering if he was to see yet another onset of puberty. "You suck our cocks too?" Gino asked hopefully as he and his brother gleefully hopped up onto the paper covered examining table. "Mmmmm...it's tempting, but I'm pretty well all sucked out at the moment," Mike smiled. "Gino's cock get bigger," Giovanni volunteered new information without their being asked. "Ohhhh...really?" Mike smiled, reaching for the boy's chart, checking out his penis measurments. "Hmmm...5.9 inches in length, 3.6 inches in girth...let me see..." "Check it out," Gino hoisted his tiny ass off the table for the doctor's inspection of his slender, hairless erected boy-cock. Mike found a tape measure in a drawer and did just that. "Impressive...looks like about six. Girth...three...uhhh...let's say three point eight. "Do me now," Giovanni aped his brother's pelvic thrust. "Let's see...Gino's the one on Penifed..." Mike referred to the boy's chart as he marked down the new data. "Did I grow too?" Giovanni asked hopefully as Mike measured his hard little spike. "Length: 4.1, girth: 2.8...hmmm...no, 'fraid not, about the same as before," Mike noted from the boy's chart in marking down his new measurements. "Maybe you suck...maybe I grow?" Giovanni suggested hopefully. "Nice try," Mike smiled induligently. "Anything else to report?" Both boys shook their pretty little heads. "How many orgasms per day?" Mike questioned. The two boys looked at one another in dismay. "Twelve," Gino guessed. "Seven," Giovanni replied. "Interesting," Mike took note. "Okay, Pisans, off to see the wizard next door. Maybe you can talk HIM into a blowjob or two, I hear he's pretty good." "MIKE!" They heard the man next door yell. "I don't need THAT kind of referrals." Mike laughed and shrugged, "I tried." "JANSON..." Mike called the next pair of preadolescent cuties. "What, no sex on the waiting room floor?" "They're proper English lads, they jack each other off while sitting upright in chairs," Austin Palmer reported. "I timed a TTO of 3:25 for Jamie, 3.53 for Jesse." "Thanks...I'll make a note of...hey, you tryin' to steal my job?" Mike laughed as he herded the two English boys toward the examining room. "I've sucked a few boy-cocks recently but by the sound of things, I'm nowhere NEAR as good as you guys," Austin winked leacherously. "Okay...3:25 aaaannnndddd...3:53," Mike jotted down the boys' TTOs on their charts. "What's happening? Jamie you always faster than your brother?" Jamie shrugged. "You got the numbers there, right?" "Uhhh...well...yes, as a matter of fact..." Mike checked out the boys' earlier stats. "Huh...looks like Jesse has tended to be faster during tests last week and the week before. "Seeee...I tole ya," Jamie smiled proudly. "He's slowin' down in his old age." "And not just a LITTLE faster...a full 28 seconds...you were jackin' each other, right?" Mike confirmed. Both boys nodded. "This been happening a lot?" Mike asked. "All week he's been beating me...sometimes by a lot more than 28 seconds," Jesse sighed. "You've been TIMING one another?" Mike asked in surprise, his voice cracking almost as much as Andre's. "Just when he started beatin' the CRAP outta me," Jesse sighed. "You're speaking figuratively, I hope," Mike laughed. "What's that mean?" Jamie questioned. "He wasn't REALLY beating on you...hitting you physically, I mean..." Mike questioned. The two boys once more looked at one another, then back at Mike. "A little," Jesse admitted. "Huh? You mean your brother's been...beating you up?" Mike questioned in skeptical surprise. "Sometimes. Mostly he beats up other guys." Jesse reported. "Wait right here," Mike instructed as he left the room. "Mr. Palmer, Mr. Jordan...may I speak with you a moment?" Mike called from the waiting room, then directed the two off toward a distant corner. "The Janson twins...have you noted anything...different...unusual about them the past week or two?" The two men looked at one another blankly. "More sexual, but then...you could say that about MOST of the boys..." "What about agressive behavior?" Mike moved to the point. "Welll...uhhh...yeah, now that you mention it," Jack recalled. "The one...Jamie I think...god, they're hard to tell apart..." "Yeah, Jamie, he's...well, he's getting to be...how should I say..." Austin picked up on his partner's line of thought. "Pain in the fuckin' ASS?" Jack suggested. "Ohhhh...how so?" Mike asked. "It's not that...you know...he goes around starting fights and stuff but...my god, the kids's got a nasty temper...hair trigger..." Austin reported. "I wouldn't have said anything but...since you asked," Jack continued. "I gave him time-out two or three times this week...not that he much cared but..." "Some of the boys seem to be a little frightened of him," Austin added. "A LITTLE? Poor Gino is scared fuckin' SHITLESS of him...won't even go NEAR him," Jack recalled. "I tried talking to him...to Jamie...which maybe worked for a day or so but..." Austin reported. "Thanks...I'm picking up similar vibes from the boys, just checkin'," Mike smiled, taking notes as he spoke. "Do it to me a little harder," Jesse told his brother, as Mike returned to find the boys masturbating one another. "OKAY..." Mike smiled, expecting the boys to cease and desist. They didn't. "Seems like we have a little...adolsecent agression raising it's ugly head here," Mike suggested, deciding to let the boys simply continue. "I ain't ugly," Jamie objected with more than a touch of anger in his voice, even as he continued jacking his brother's cock. "I'm sorry, my fault...poor choice of words," Mike apologized. "Jamie I hear some of the other boys are...frightened of you." "NO," Jamie said simply. "He's right. Acutally, ALL the other boys are scared of him," Jesse corrected. "Is that true, Jamie?" Mike asked. Jamie shrugged. "Maybe..." "Do you go around hitting the other boys?" Mike asked specifically. "Only if they DESERVE it," Jamie insisted. "And what do they do to deserve it?" Mike zeroed in. "He clobbered the Aussie kid for fuckin' him too hard," Jesse tattled. "It HURT!" Jamie countered. "An YOU better keep your fuckin' mouf shut or I'll pop YOU a fuckin bop or two." "Wait...wait...wait...you...you boys have been having anal sex?" Mike asked in genuine surprise. "Sometimes," Jamie admitted sheepishly as he began to feel his orgasm coming on. "Hoooookay...you two...enjoy yourselves...I'll be right back." Mike sighed as he left again, hurrying back to the waiting room. He motioned for Jack and Austin to rejoin him for a second "parental" conference. "Those two giving you trouble in there?" Jack questioned. "I'll give'em 'what for,' settle'em down." "No...no, no, they're in there happily jackin' each other off," Mike reported, "I'm just concerned...how come neither one of you said anything about the boys starting to have anal sex?" "You never asked," Jack replied blankly. "Just one or two..."Austin added. "Three or four, actually," Jack corrected. "Jamie and...I'm not sure about Jesse...BOTH the Wells boys, and of course...the Brazil nuts..." "Wait...unless I missed something, that sounds more like SIX!" Mike momentarily lost control of his voice. "Six out of eight in your charge...ten altogether..." "Well, what can ya expect...horny little fuckers, gettin' to know each other better, nothing to do all day but fuck around...it's to be expected." "Yes...it's to be expected...that much we can agree; but what's NOT to be expected is you two having to be QUESTIONED about it for me to know." Mike once more raised his voice. "Sorry...doc, it just didn't seem all that important...we see it every day...several times a day," Austin reasoned. "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to raise my voice...but...you realize, now we've got to go back an do anal exams on EVERY ONE of these boys...every WEEK...hell, they'll probably want exams two or three TIMES a week...SHIIIITTTTT..." Mike complained angrily, turning on his heel and returning to the examining room. "We're all finished now," Jamie reported happily as he and his brother sat up primly on the examining table like two little cherubs. "BOYS..." Mike stopped to reclaim his emotions. "Boys...Jamie...I'm only going to tell you once. STOP HITTING." Jamie looked down sheepishly. "If I have ONE MORE report of you...'clobbering'...another boy, I'm gonna draw a whole PINT of your blood the next time and I'm gonna use the biggest fuckin' needle I can find to do it! You hear me young man?" "An' that includes ME!" Jesse added for good measure, having apparently felt the brunt of his brother's aggravation more than he'd earlier admitted. "ANDY!" "Yeah, boss?" Andy poked his head around the corner. "Give Jamie here a shot then send'em on their way," Mike ordered. "A shot? A shot of what?" Andy asked in dismay. "Hell, I don't care, just call it a WARNING shot...big needle...GREAT big needle," Mike added as both boys' eyes doubled in size. "Right, boss, BIG needle," Andy confirmed as the two naked little English lads fearfullly scurried from Mike's presence. "BOBBY BRISTOL..." Mike called the remaining twin. "Hi, doc," Bobby greeted the doctor. "You ain't gonna give me a WARNING shot are ya?" he worried. "You need one?" Mike joked. "I hope not," Bobby laughed. "How's Buddy?" "Well...how about you and me goin' down and checkin' him out," Mike proposed. "You can see for yourself."