Date: Sun, 3 Nov 2013 01:08:56 -0500 From: John Marshall Subject: Erotic Isle: the Endless Orgasm Chapter 20 In trying to avoid the most common plot scenarios featured on Nifty, this story continues the saga which began with "The Working Boys,"continued with "Ecstasy Island," followed by "Ecstasy Renewed," "EcstasyInc," and "The Pharm Boys." "Erotic Isle: the Endless Orgasm" like the previous segment, 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" (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. Some of the characters from the earlier stories have returned to become major characters, 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 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: 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. EROTIC ISLE: THE ENDLESS ORGASM CHAPTER TWENTY "Here? Now?" Doug gaped at his young son as Buddy's cock threatened to erupt involutarily right there in the middle of the Erotic Isle heliport landing area. "Ohhhhhhhh fuccckkkkk...yeahhhhhh," Buddy began stroking himself. "I need to cummmmmmm..." "Maybe we ought to take him below," Derek suggested, there's a couch in the lounge area. "Let me," Silly stepped forward, then knelt before Buddy on the dark gray surface of the heliport roof. He sucked down on Buddy's hard, throbbing, young boy-cock completely, easily taking its nearly six-inch length half-way down his throat. "Ohhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuccccckkkkkkkkkkkk..." Buddy gasped as he held Silly's head in place and face-fucked him, seeking relief in his pending orgasm. "Ohhhhhh god, ohahhahhahh fuck, ohahhhahhah fucccckkkk....fucccck....fucccckkk...fuccckkkk," he moaned as Silly delivered sexual pleasure by the mouthful. All the others could do was stand around and stare in disbelief as the naked little boy demonstrated his one outstanding skill in life. He was one hell of a cocksucker. "Enjoying yourself?" Ronon winked, smiling at Buddy as the boy struggled to remain on his feet in the face of such incredible oral sexual technique. "You ain't seen nothing yet." Buddy's eyes widened at Ronon's words as she stared down in awesome wonder at what he was feeling deep inside him. "Ohhhhh god, he's gonna get me off," he moaned as he felt the sexual pleasure and pressure grow within his thin, naked loins. "I'm gonna fuckin' unload any second..." "Do it, babe, suck him," Kevin murmurred softly as he too watched Silly do his best. "Taught him everything he knows," he claimed proudly. "Except humility," Ronon eyed his husband in dismay, tinged with humor. "I'm close..." Buddy gasped, now on the verge of loosing his mind. "Do it....do it, suck him off," Ronon encouraged their talented little protege. "Think we should warm him about the quantity thing?" Doug asked Ronon softly. Ronon shook his head. "He can handle it." "OOhhahhahhh god, gonna cum...gonna nut...oahhahah fuccck....ohhhahhhahh fuck, get ready...gonna shoot...gonna...gonna... AAIEIAEHRHAHEHRHAHEOGOEAOOEIRHHHHH FUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK....AGHOEAIEHRHHHHHH FUCK, CUMMMMMINNNNNNGGGG...CUMMMMINNNNG, OOAHGEHHAHH GOD, FUCKIN' CUMMIN' SOOOO HARD, AHGHAOOEIRAHHHF FUCK, KILLIN' ME, AGHHAOEIRHO GOD, FEELS GOOD, FEEELS GOOD, SUCK ME, SILLY, SUCK ME OFF, KEEP SUCKIN' ME OFF, KEEP SUCKIN' MY COCK LIKE! SUCK MY CUM, KEEP SUCKIN' MY CUM, OHAHHAHH FUCK, GOIHAOEIHHAHHGHH GOD, SUCKIN' ME OFF...HE'S SUCKIN' ME OFFFFFFFFF...SOOOOO GOOD, SOOOO HARD, AOGHHAHHH GOD, THE FEELING, THE FEELING, AGHOAIEHOAIHHGH FUCCCKKKKKKKKKKkkkkkkkkkkkk!! Buddy cried out loudy in aching, naked sexual ecstasy as his ejaculating boy-cock slowly went from spurting to seeping, to oozing, still lodged deep in Silly's oral cavity, still feeling the boy's talented tongue and throat devouring him sexually. "Mmmmmm....thanks...love it," Silly finally gave Buddy back his cock, rising to his feet, pulling Buddy into his arms and kissing him endlessly. "I think they like each other," Doug observed dryly. "Nice choice," he told Ronon. "Ya done good." "I'd have had to have seen it to believe it," Derek shook, his head in wonder, hugging both young boys to him. "I've been on the business end of that cock several times. What you did, Silly, was nothing less than heroic." "Love the taste," Silly smiled up at Derek, Buddy's cum still wetting his face. The boy appeared not to have sacrificed a drop. "Thank Cox Pharm for that. It's a new formulation of Duralon expecially for children," Derek explained. "CHILDREN?" Donatello cried in surprise. "Don't be shocked," Derek reacted. "Look around you. Whatever you call them, kids, teens, boys, girls, they're all children. They're among Cox Pharm's biggest users," Derek continued as the party headed down the flight of steps to the arrival lounge below. "In fact, you should be more concerned had they NOT come up with a sexual stimulant safe for the younger crowd." "He's right, I've seen personally...hell, FELT personally...what unrestrained use of adult Duralon can do to guys my age...OUR age," he added, hugging Kevin to him. "It's fairly new...less than six months old," Derek explained. "I've got three kids who were Duralon addicts," Doug put in. "We tried chopping them in half, in fact. Err...the pills, not the kids." "Don't they exascerbate Buddy's...problem?" Donatello asked in concern. "Far from it. Without Duralon...you remember what it felt like to have a dry cum when you were a kid?" Doug asked earnestly as he watched the boys go through what passed for customs on the island. "Vaguely," Donatello nodded. "Very vaguely," he added with an embarrassed grin. "Okay, imagine that several times a day, each time getting tighter, more intense, to the point an orgasm becomes downright painful," Doug hugged his son lovingly with one arm, Silly with the other. "But, I thought his problem involved...well...EXCESSIVE...uhhh...ejaculate," Donatello reasoned. "Right, up to the point his immature little body couldn't PRODUCE enough semon to handle his hypersexual needs," Doug tried to explain. "Duralon was the only answer, even though it may have, in fact, been making things WORSE." "Worse?" Ronon questioned as they headed for the EcstasyInc pink limo parked outside the terminal. "Duralon was easing the pain...replacing it with pleasure," Derek explained. "Too MUCH pleasure, in fact, from what I could tell. We ended up cutting Bobby and Bunny off from the drug completely." "The withdrawal was horrible," Bunny recalled. "Two weeks of hell," Doug sighed, rolling his eyes. "Something like quitting smoking," Derek added, laughing. "But of course, in Buddy's case, we couldn't do much...reduce his dosage somewhat, but the kid kept wanting more and more sex simply because it felt so damned good. He was shooting cum almost every hour ON the hour some days." "Sounds like fun," Silly giggled as they got in the car. "Normal for Silly," Ronon laughed. "Even without Duralon." "You don't allow Durlon at Tinkertoy Academy?" Derek asked in surprise. "We monitor it's use VERY carefully," Ronon told him. "Our own, as well, even though the sexual demands on Kevin especially are quite...what would you say...strenuous?" He eyed his husband. "Orgiastic," Kevin chose a better word. "Twenty or more times a day some days." "Ordinarily I'd say he's exaggerating, but..." Ronon shook his head as they drove off, following another car with Justin and his new boys heading for the beach where the water was shallow enough for them to virtually wade over to Justin's "sandbar" villa. "So, do you two use the new juvenile formulation?" Doug asked in concern. "I do...Kevin...not so much..." Ronon acknowledged. "The boys back at Tinkertoy on Bristol get the perscribed one a day." "My job, in a nutshell, is to teach young boys how to fuck," Kevin explained. "Orgasms and shooting cum go with the territory. It's a dirty, rotton job but somebody's gotta do it." Derek, Doug, Donatello, and all the boys laughed. Ronon didn't. Despite his husband's attempt at casting his vocation in a humorous light, there was more than a little truth in his words. "Well, whatever the case, had it not been for Buddy's situtation, I doubt Cox Pharm would have pursued it." Doug went on as they watched Justin's car veer off toward "Beachboy Beach." "I finally had to go to Ecstasy and have a head to head with Cox Pharm and tell them, hey, you guys, do somethiing, or Duralon is gonna blow up in your face." Derek recounted. "Really?" Donatello remarked in surprise. "I told them, you and I both know kids as young as ten are getting hooked on your little gold mine," Derek continued. "I told them, if you wanna keep the mine running, you'd better come up with a milder, less adictive version for kids. I mean, it's no fuckin' secret teenagers LOVE sex...hell pre-teens too. How old are you, Silly?" "That's some kind of big fuckin' secret around here," Kevin joked. "Thirteen," Silly nonetheless insisted. "How old were you went you took your first Duralon?" Derek questioned. "Ten...no...nine, I think," Silly told him. "See what I mean," Derek made his point. "We cut him off years ago," Ronon laughed. "We'd ALL be impotent by now otherwise." "So what you guys gave me were...'baby' pills?" Marco joined the conversation. "They did the job, right?" Derek eyed the boy critically. Marco shrugged, hugging Bunny beside him. "Yeah, I guess," he admitted. "They kind of wore off this morning." "Good, that's exactly what they were intended to do," Doug told the sixteen-year-old boy-stud. "Did you take another one?" "No, I didn't have no more," Marco complained. "That's good, because if you had, the second one would have sent you to the porcelain fountain heaving your guts out," Derek told him. "Right Bunny?" "Unfortunately," Bunny sighed. "No shit?" Marco sighed in dismay. "Oh, you'd probably have done a little of that too," Derek laughed. Marco looked at Bunny and her brothers, unsure whether to believe Derek or not. The amused look on their faces told him the man wasn't pulling his leg, or any other part of his naked anatomy. "One a day is the limit," Doug told the boy sternly. "Doesn't Duralon have overdoes protection like that too?" Donatello recalled. "Overdoes, yes, but that's not the same where addiction is concerned," Ronon explained from experience in having supervised the boys on Ecstasy. "The kids quickly learned the difference between taking too many and taking them too OFTEN." "What about the juvenile dosage?" Donatello pursued the conversation even as they arrived back at Doug's and Derek's place. "Does on-a-day really solve the addiction problem for teenagers?" "Well, physically, yes, but, as I'm sure you know, there's also the psychological component to all such pleasure generating drug addictions; and no amount of time worshipping at a porcelain throne is gonna solve that problem completely," Derek conceded. "It all comes down to strict parenting," Doug added as the ten of them piled out of the stretch limo. "Alright, boys...and girl...I know you all wanna go give each other orgasms, but just remember, it's gonna be a long night, they're are lots of beds and lots of cocks, cunts, and...ASSHOLES..." "Especially ASSHOLES," Bunny agreed. "So, pace yourselves," Doug continued. "Sex is fun, sex feels really good," Derek added, "But there ARE other fun things to do, right boys?" "Fucking is fun...feels good too," Buddy joked. "Sucking kinda fun...getting sucked is even better," Bobby added as they headed toward the glistening glass house. "Why do I bother?" Doug sighed in despair. "Maybe Cox needs to invent a Duralon antidote," Donatello suggested. "Well...actually, Tink said they were working on something like that," Ronon divulged. "They're thinking of calling it ENDduralon." "You just made that up, right?" Doug laughed. "Just hearsay...but..." Ronon admitted as they all went inside. "I thought we were all going out to eat...over at Bieber's Boy Village?" Bobby asked. "I'm still hungry." "I suggested it to the Bieb but..." Derek told his stepson. "But I think he was more looking forward to playing with his new toyboys." "I could order some pizzas," Doug suggested. "From Erotico's? I've had their pizzas," Buddy objected. "Italy ought to declare war on Erotic Island. Bomb the place to hell." "How about we build a bonfire down on the beach and roast hotdogs?" Derek suggested. "Sounds good to me," Ronon shrugged. "Me too," Mikolos agreed. "I'm starving." "I hate weenie roasts," Nicholas sighed. "My weenies never get roasted and THIS weenie gets TOO roasted." He hefted his mighty boycock obscenely. "Children should be obscene, but not heard," Nicholas' father joked, rustling his son's hair. "It'd be cool, we could spread out blankets and fuck each other afterwards," Kevin put forth his own ideal beach encounter. "We gotta wait THAT long?" Buddy asked in dismay. "You wanna eat and fuck at the same time?" Donatello laughed. "Don't laugh, I've seen him do it," Doug recounted. "Sometimes they can't stop fucking even long enough to eat." "We have time before dinner to run upstairs for a quick fuck?" Marco asked, hugging Bunny to his side. "Nope, ya gotta do it down here, no time to run upstairs," Doug teased the boy. "GO! Fuck her HARD...but fast. Fuck her once or twice for me too, while you're at it," Doug gave the boy permission to once more make love to his daughter. "But be sure to put on your raincoat?" he called after them as they hustled up the steps. "Raincoat?" Nicholas looked at him weirdly. "Condom..." Micholos clued in his brother. "Like...you mean...condominium?" Nicholas looked at him strangely. "Yeah, that's right, condominium," Mikolos shook his head, laughing. "You fuck your own daughter?" Donatello asked in surprise?" Doug smiled as Derek and the boys head out to gather driftwood for a fire. "On occassions, yeah," Doug admitted. "I don't make a habit of it...Derek's pretty much all I can handle most of the time...and the boys sometimes, but...you're shocked?" Donatello shrugged. "I guess I shouldn't be but..." "I take it you've not had sex with any of your sons?" Doug guessed. "We've jacked off together in the spa but...no..." Donatello admitted. "But...the feelings are there...and coming here...hell LIVING here...I'd be foolish to think the situation isn't going to arise. And frankly, it scares me. I don't know what I'd do...what I WILL do, I guess I should say." "You'll do what feels right at the time," Doug told him from experience. "I remember vividly my first time with each of the boys. And with Bunny...especially with Bunny. She's so like her mother when we were that age. I'd be lying if I said it didn't scare me too at the time. But...now...I don't regret it for a second. Buddy and Bobby, we have our lttle father-son cumfests every day or two. I don't often FUCK them...I'm kind of big and they're kind of small, if you know what I mean; but...it's about the most loving, the most intimate father-son bonding I can think of." "Well...Marco's out of the equation, I can be sure of that," Donatello sighed. "Nicholas would hop on my cock in a second. Mikolos...he's kind of...of...proper, I guess you'd say, when it comes to sex. I mean...he and Nicholas...hell they're joined at the hip, but...with older boys...although he was literally DROOLING over my executive assistant, Lonnie before we left. Who knows? This man-boy sex thing, might be something he'd welcome. "Listen, Donatello, don't count Marco out just yet," Doug told him. "I've seen boys like him...stridently straight. Yet, all it takes, is the right time, the right place, the right...COCK..." "His mother wants him back," Donatello exhaled. "He's uncomfortable with me...with his brothers...especially with Lonnie. I think he'll run back to momma with his tail tucked between his legs." "And what about Bunny?" Doug's eyes gazed upward toward where he knew the two teenagers fucking like rabbits even as they spoke. "What about Bunny?" "Haven't you noticed?" Doug asked in surprise. "They're in love." "They're in HEAT," Donatello laughed. "Obviously, but..." "Obviously," Doug laughed in agreement. "I don't know about your son...it's only been a little over a day, but I know my daughter. I've seen her around lots of boys. LOTS of boys, believe me. She's different with Marco." "Could it be that Marco's not gay?" Donatello suggested, "unlike her other boyfriends." "Bi...if they've fucked my daughter, they're bi," Doug insisted, smiling. "But Marco's not..." "Bi? He will be," Doug advised. "I'll give him another day...two at most..." "I don't think so," Donatello resisted as the two men walked out onto the back terrace, watching as Derek, Ronon, Kevin, and the twins heaped dried driftwood into a pile. "They building a bonfire or a lighthouse?" He joked. "I wouldn't be surprised if Marco hasn't already had an encounter with another boy," Doug told his houseguest. "What makes you say that?" Donatello asked, raising an eyebrow as Doug set about unloading hotdogs and condiments from the balcony fridge. "Get the buns there in the pantry, will ya?" Doug instructed. "First of all, Bunny attracts boys like flies. Naturally, most of them are bi...or can be if she's around." "So?" Donatello retrieved the hotdog buns. "So? Have you taken a good...GAY...look at your son?" Doug continued, loading everything into a picnic hamper. "He's fuckin' gorgeous. If he ever comes around to it, I wouldn't hesitate for a second to..." "Doug! Forgodsakes," Donatello reacted. "I'm sorry, I didn't meant to offend," Doug immediately appologized. "But face it, Marco is very much like Bunny." "He is?" Donatello asked, looking at the man wide-eyed in disbelief. "Didn't you notice? Both Ronon and Kevin, they way they eyed him? Marco and Bunny, they BOTH attract boys like flies."