Huntinup

The Island of the Boys

Chapter 1

Tyler Justin McCune climbed the boarding stairs to the small yacht moored along the quay. It was still early, around nine. Waiting at the top of the steps was a white-uniformed man in his early twenties with a gold badge bearing the title, "Purser." Tyler handed him a check for $15,000.

"Welcome aboard, sir," the young officer accepted the check with one hand and shook his hand with the other. "Please go below with the others, we'll be casting off very soon."

Below, waiting in the salon, Tyler saw three other individuals standing about, trying to look relaxed, but clearly excited and a bit nervous as well. One was quite a good-looking man of about thirty-five accompanied by a young boy, apparently his son. The boy appeared to be twelve or thirteen. Both were clad in white shorts, white sneakers, and colorful 'Hawaiian' shirts. The boy was blond and quite attractive. His father was slender and strikingly handsome, though not exactly macho in any way. The other man appeared to be in his mid-twenties, slender, well-built, although only average looking otherwise.

Tyler smiled as he nodded to the others, then extended his hand to the twenty-something man, perhaps because he was nearer his age. He'd had just recently turned 21 and this little week-long getaway was a birthday gift he was giving himself. "Tyler McCune… but everyone calls me TJ," he introduced himself.

"Uhhhh… Trevor… I'm told we don't use last names here," the man shook his hand somewhat uncertainly.

"Ohhh…" TJ forced an embarrassed smile, withdrawing his hand.

"I'm Bryce, this is my son Aaron," the older gentleman approached them, taking the initiative, introducing himself and his beautiful, sweet-faced boy.

"Bryce, Aaron, nice to meet you," TJ shook hands with both father and son. "You brought your SON along?" He asked in surprise.

The man smiled, patting the boy on the shoulder. "Yes… I'm gay… my son thinks he may be too… we plan to find out for sure this week," he explained.

TJ's eyes widened in surprise. "Cool," he managed to reply. He smiled at the boy. "I'm gay too. Being gay is cool."

"Either of you been to the island before?" Trevor asked the others nervously.

They all shook their heads.

"Seems as if they're casting off," Trevor noted. "They tell me it's a two-hour junket to the resort."

"And that we should stay here below, they're very secretive about it's location," Bryce added.

"As well they should be," Trevor eyed the two. His speech betrayed just a trace of refined British accent. "I must say, you two make a decidely… unusual couple."

"Yes, well, I had to pay a little extra to get them to let me bring… Aaron. But once I explained the situation to them…" Bryce put his arm lovingly around the boy's slender shoulders and hugged him warmly.

"So, Aaron, are you looking forward to your holiday?" Trevor asked, now taking a decided interest in the boy.

"Yes, sir," Aaron responded politely. "All except maybe the naked part."

"You'll get used to it, don't worry," TJ told the boy. "I've vacationed in nudist resorts before; they're really quite… fun," Aaron appeared so sweet and innocent, TJ chose his words carefully.

"That's what dad said, too," Aaron looked up warmly toward his father.

"We're moving," TJ smiled, sitting down, even as the others remained standing.

"Nice boat," Aaron said, coming over and sitting on the couch next to TJ. "I've never been on one this big."

"My dad had one bigger than this," TJ told the boy. "I love the water."

"I see. What does your dad do?" Trevor came and sat down in a chair opposite them.

"He was a travel agent," TJ explained. "Maybe you've heard of Florida South?"

"Uhhh… no, can't say as I have," Trevor replied. "I just flew into Jamaica this morning, I'm from England, Brighton – Sussex originally."

"How did you happen to find out about the resort?" Bryce sat down in a chair next to Trevor's.

"Well… it's kind of an underground thing… word of mouth, the Internet after that," Trevor told them. "A friend came over last year."

"Is it true, there are just BOYS on the island… nude boys?" Aaron asked, his beautiful blue eyes the size of saucers.

"Nigel, says there is just the owner, and a small staff of adults," Trevor told them. "Otherwise, it's just boys, boys about your age I guess, between 12 and 16 years old," he said, "Approximately three in number for every guest on the island."

"Nice odds," TJ smiled.

"You seem rather young to afford such a vacation as this," Bryce suggested. "I take it your father's paying for it?"

TJ laughed. "Over his dead body."

"I beg your pardon?" Trevor raised both English eyebrows.

"My father would NEVER pay for a week at a gay resort in the first place," Trevor explained. "And, as I said… well… he died last month."

"Ohhh… dear… sorry to hear that, my friend," Trevor seemed genuinely touched by what TJ's loss.

"So I take it you've come into some money," Bryce nodded knowingly.

"Not really… income… unearned income… enough to keep me COMFORTABLE for the moment, but I'm no millionaire or anything."

"I see," Trevor eyed him carefully.

"I'm taking a year off from school," TJ continued. "When I go back, I'll be a senior at the University of Miami."

"What are you majoring in?" Aaron wanted to know.

"Boys," TJ winked at him. "No, really, computers, special effects, animation, programming, the whole nine yards."

"My mom's into computers too," Aaron told him. "She does Web site design."

"His mother and I are divorced," Bryce told them. "Aaron and I are doing a little male bonding until school starts this fall."

"Bonding?" Trevor asked skeptically.

"Nothing sexual," Bryce told them quickly. "Aaron came to know of my… lifestyle… as the result of a rather messy divorce last year… now he tells me he finds other boys… attractive, so…"

"From what I hear, every boy on the island is… incredibly attractive," TJ told Aaron. "You may need a label on your forehead saying "I am NOT staff."

"We've discussed that," Bryce smiled at his beautiful young son. "I guess Aaron kind of wants to just… blend in… so to speak."

"Have you ever… how should I put this… been with… uhhh… a boy your age before?" Trevor asked gently.

"Uhhh… no… I'm sure this will be Aaron's FIRST sexual experience… which is why I wanted it to be on Calisto… where I could be near but… not TOO near, if you understand what I mean," Bryce nodded toward his son. "He's twelve… thirteen next month… it's a very delicated age for a young boy sexually."

"That it is," Trevor agreed solemnly

"I had my first sexual experience at thirteen," TJ told Aaron. "It was with… it was very beautiful… it's something you'll remember the rest of your life," he decided not to go into the obscene details in front of the boy's father. He didn't want to embarrass either of them.

"And how old are you now, sixteen… eighteen?" Bryce asked.

"Twenty-one," TJ smiled. He was forever being carded wherever he went. He'd been told, as recently as a week ago, that he couldn't be more than fifteen.

Both men seemed surprised.

"Cool," Aaron reached out and touched the back of his hand on the couch.

"I think Aaron's taking a liking to you," Trevor observed. "Maybe the two of you would like to be alone together?"

"I… I don't think so," Bryce announced, protectively. "Although I must say, I wouldn't mind if you'd sort of… look out for Aaron while we're on Calisto…"

"Daaadddd…" Aaron sighed.

"I don't mean baby-sit him… just… be there for him if he needs you… talk to him… make it easier for him if you can," Bryce suggested.

"I think you should anticipate a sexual involvement between them," Trevor told the boy's father quite frankly.

Bryce took a deep breath. It was hard for him to picture his little boy involved in any sort of sex play. "I… suppose… not that I'm encouraging anything like that you understand, but… we wouldn't be going to Calisto if we expected him to remain a virgin."

"You can be my big brother," Aaron now rested his hand upon TJ's.

"I'd enjoy that," TJ gripped the boy's hand.

"And you can tell me all about the sex stuff, okay?" Aaron added with a tinge of excitement. "Dad hasn't gotten past the birds and the bees and the condoms."

"I understand the boys and the guests here are so carefully screened that condoms are unnecessary," Trevor reminded them.

"Yes, they're giving us a second blood test before we even get off the boat," Bryce reminded them. "They have a blood lab here on board, in fact."

"And the boys on the island are screened once a week," Trevor added. "Can't be too careful these days."

Two hours is a long time to be cooped up in a small room making small talk. Even with two reasonably attractive men and an incredibly beautiful young boy, it was all TJ could do to keep from KISSING him right there in front of the boy's father and the slightly stodgy Englishman. Even the mandatory blood tests helped little in passing the time. But two hours was also just long enough to begin to feel comfortable with the three of them and a little less nervous about landing on Calisto, completely naked, and being confronted by dozens of equally naked young boys so beautiful he'd heard it was IMPOSSIBLE to choose a favorite.

Though they weren't supposed to look out the windows, TJ couldn't resist a sneak peek as they neared the pristine, beach-lined, resort isle. He felt the boat slow somewhat. Then the salon door opened and the same man who had met them at the top of the gangway returned with the results of their blood tests. But this time, he was naked.

"Gentlemen, you'll be happy to know your blood work all turned out negative. We'll be docking in just a few minutes," the purser told them.

TJ noticed that Aaron was trying hard NOT to stare at the man's seven or eight inch [18-20 cm] cock. It was an incredible piece of meat. He and the other adults made no pretense in being unimpressed. TJ found himself wondering how big it would be hard. It was all HE could do to keep from getting hard just thinking about it. And it was even MORE difficult keeping it under control whenever he thought about being naked with Aaron on the island for a week.

The purser opened a small compartment in the bulkhead and removed four shopping bags. "As you gentlemen know, Calisto is a nude island. No one on the island is permitted to bring along or wear any form of clothing except for sandals, which will be given to you when you step ashore."

Aaron squirmed a bit nervously on the couch next to TJ.

"So if you'll be so kind to removed your clothes and place them in these bags, they'll be waiting for you in seven days when you return to the boat," the purser continued. "You need only bring sunglasses and toiletries, everything else will be provided for your use by your host, Mr. Nichols."

"How many guests will be on the island this week?" Trevor asked as he stood up and pulled his T-shirt over his head. He had a taunt, well defined chest and abdomen.

"Approximately thirty," the nameless purser told them as he watched with interest, their youngest guest starting to get naked.

TJ tried not to stare but Aaron was nothing short of spectacular. The more naked he got the more beautiful he became. It was all TJ could do to concentrate on his own undressing. And although he wouldn't really be embarrassed by it, he tried to avoid getting hard.

"Your son is breathtaking," Trevor noted as he slipped out of his bikini briefs and was the first one naked.

Bryce smiled nervously as he removed his shorts.

"Thank you," Aaron told him. Then he turned his back and modestly slipped down his white cotton briefs. He was naked.

It was then that TJ lost it. The boy had the cutest, most naked little boy-butt he'd ever seen. His cock started getting hard. He eyed Trevor's seven inch [18 cm] appendage. The man had incredible self-control. Then Aaron shyly turned back toward them. His self-control was not so incredible. His COCK, on the other hand, WAS. The boy not only had a hard-on, but the stiff little fucker jutted up almost six inches [15 cm] from it's hairless base at the junction of his thin, naked loins. An instant later, TJ noted where the boy came by his sizable hard cock. His father was a good eight inches [20 cm], even soft.

"We'll be docking in just a moment, gentlemen, here's a small complementary packet of sunscreen. I suggest you apply it to one another before you go out. Thank you for your cooperation," he handed each of them a foil pouch of Coppertone then left with their clothes.

Aaron looked at the small packet then up at the others nervously. He saw his dad helping to spread the lotion over Trevor's back. "Here, you can do me," Aaron offered his to TJ. "And I'll do you."

Both boys stood, as did their cocks. TJ's solid, thick, seven inches [18 cm] pointed straight up at the ceiling and seemed get even harder as he deftly applied the whitish lotion to Aaron's exquisitely beautiful little naked boy-body. The stuff reminded him of cum. Aaron's smooth, soft, naked skin reminded him of silk. But the real thrill came when he felt Aaron's delicate fingers on his own naked flesh. Aaron nearly jolted him unconscious when he went so far to apply sunscreen to his soaring hard cock. He looked up and around, to see if the other two men were watching. They were. And now, their cocks were as hard as his.

"I understand NO one ever gets off the boat without an erection," Trevor smiled at the two boys and then eyed his own and Bryce's impressive organs. "Or gets back ON the boat WITH one," he joked.

"Don't be nervous, son, everyone you're going to see and meet this whole week is also going to be naked… and quite likely sexually aroused," Bryce started to hug the boy as he had before, then restrained himself. Touching his son's beautiful, seductive, naked boy-body was apparently a threshold he had yet to cross in his so-called 'male bonding' experience with his son.

"Your father's right," TJ told Aaron. "And you have… god, you're… unbelievably beautiful in every way, you have NOTHING… nothing at all to be ashamed of."

Aaron smiled and eyed TJ's impressive hard cock. "Thanks… oh… and… nice cock," he told him. "How come you shave your pubes?"

"So I can look more like you," TJ told him with a grin. "How you think I'm able to keep passing for a teenager all the time?"

"Gentlemen, right this way," the purser invited as he returned abruptly. "Watch your step, and enjoy your stay on Calisto."

Chapter 2

The sun was devastating as they left the cabin and stepped on deck. The purser had been quite right in advising them to get greased up before going out. On deck, they saw the captain, a couple of crewmen and, of course, the purser. All were young and quite naked. The first mate, probably about his own age, TJ guessed, got an instant hard-on when he saw Aaron. Single file, they headed for the gangway leading down to the concrete pier. Lined up at the end of the pier were four open vehicles with colorful awnings to ward off the sun. Lined up ON the pier were several of the island's fabled naked boys and two older staff members. It took TJ and the others only a couple minutes to see that the word of mouth about Calisto was not just accurate but, if anything, somewhat understated. The boys were all so beautiful, from head to toe, that even the word 'breathtaking' failed to come close to doing them justice.

"Welcome to Calisto, gentlemen." One of the staff stepped forward. "My name is Evan and I'm the director of guest relations here on the island. In the future, if you want anything, anything at all, just see me. My job is to make your stay with us as pleasurable as possible."

Evan wasn't hard, but his cock was a good eight inches [20 cm]. He alone could make the stay worthwhile, TJ decided. He appeared to be about 25. His face was slender and attractive, his body had a wirey, athletic quality about it. He was not huge, only average in height and build, but nonetheless, a stunning male specimen.

"Now, if you gentlemen will follow me, I'll introduce you to the boys." Evan led them from the ramp to his entourage of beautiful, naked boyhood.

The boys went from merely attractive to absolutely STUNNING, AND ranged in age from one who looked no older than Aaron to a couple who looked to be almost as old as TJ.

"Boys, this is Tyler…"

"TJ," TJ corrected.

"Ohhh… sorry… TJ." Evan smiled warmly. "TJ, this is Marc."

"Hi, Marc," TJ greeted the lithesome young boy of about 14.

"Hi, I'll be your pleasure boy for the week," Marc extended his hand, shaking TJ's. The boy didn't have a spectacular cock but it was hard, and had just a whisp of light brown pubic hair. His face was lovely, boyish, warm, and friendly, but his naked boy-body was to die for. It was obvious that every boy on the island worked out regularly. "Right this way and we'll buzz over to your cottage."

"And now we have Ryan." Evan continued introducing the boys. "Ryan, this is Trevor."

"Hi, nice to meet you," Ryan shook hands with the twenty-something Englishman. "I'll be your pleasure boy, anything you wish me to do for or TO you, just ask," Ryan was lighter in complexion than Marc, about fifteen years old, and sported an impressive six or seven inch [15-18 cm] hard cock.

"You're very beautiful," Trevor greeted the boy, first shaking hands then hugging him warmly. "I'm looking forward to being with you," he followed the naked teenage toward the nearby vehicles.

"And you must be Bryce and Aaron." Evan greeted the last two remaining guests. "You requested separate quarters I believe, we've assigned you two to nearby cottages and separate boys. Bryce, your boy is Joey here."

"Hi, Joey," Bryce extended his hand to the naked young boy. Joey was one of the older boys, probably fifteen or sixteen with a magnificent, hard, throbbing cock nearly matching Bryce's in size and girth. His face was lean and slender. His hair and skin were darker than most of the others. He appeared to be Caribbean with perhaps some French blood.

"And Aaron, we've selected Tommy for you." Evan introduced the two boys. "Tommy's twelve too, we thought the two of you might enjoy each other more if you were the same age."

"Hi, Tommy," Aaron forced a smile and nervously shook hand with the naked pre-teen. Tommy's cock was big and hard but not quite as big as Aaron's, whose cock seemed to be getting bigger and harder by the minute.

"You're very beautiful," Tommy greeted Aaron, apparently somewhat surprised.

"So are you," Aaron awkwardly returned the compliment as Evan ushered them toward their transportation, an electric golf cart since Tommy was still considered a bit young to drive one of the larger open cars.

"The boys will drive you to your cottages and explain a little about our lifestyle here on Calisto, then avail themselves to your wishes," Evan explained, as the men and boys seated themselves in the four vehicles. "We'll be having a luau on the beach tonight just after dark with music and entertainment that I'm sure you will find most… arousing," he smiled knowingly.

"Your island and its inhabitants are very beautiful," Bryce told Evan as he was the last to get into his vehicle. "I'm looking forward to a very exciting week."

"Gentlemen, thank you for coming to Calisto and I hope you make use of ALL our facilities here on the island, and please, if you want anything… or any one… please let me or one of my staff know and we'll do our best to see to your pleasure. Get to know the other guests, and thank you. Please enjoy your stay with us." Evan bid them goodbye as each conveyance moved off on its own down the beach road toward the guest cottages about a mile away.

TJ was totally entranced by it all. He'd been expecting a lot, but this was the most beautiful, the most incredible, the most seductive place he'd ever seen in his life. The white sand beach seemed to go on forever, broken only occasionally by some rocks and trees. On the opposite side of the road there was a carefully cultivated jungle park with tall pines, palms, and dozens of other trees and plants he didn't recognize. Beyond that were a few hills topped by what appeared to be a single, extinct volcano, now covered with dense green growth, accented by a few winding roads and paths to its summit. Except for the guest cottages near the beach which they passed, there were very few buildings on the island, just a few service structures, a small power plant, what appeared to be a gift shop, and an attractive dining hall. "Where is everyone? It looks deserted," TJ asked Marc, his private pleasure boy for the week.

"Not too many go to the beach this time of day… the sun can be treacherous, and a sunburn can really ruin a great time," Marc explained. "The interior of the island is more popular during the day, the hiking trails, the bike paths, the waterfalls, the lagoons, the lounge… and many just like to relax on the deck near their cottage," Marc slowed and turned off the beach road.

TJ watched as Trevor's vehicle went on, but the car Bryce was in followed them and, not far behind, the tiny golf cart did too. "Where will Bryce and Aaron be staying?" TJ asked.

"You'll be in the Carribe Hut overlooking Orchid Falls and the lagoon," Marc told him. "They'll be across the lagoon in the Lust Lodge and the Ecstasy Pagoda; I'm not sure which one the boy will occupy."

"The park is beautiful beyond belief," TJ sighed as he gazed about at its verdant coolness. "Is that the lagoon?" TJ gasped. It was like something out of a dream, some fifty feet [15 m] across, fed by a lovely, cascading waterfall pouring down over an irregular stairway of rocks from a height of more than a hundred feet [30 m] above.

"Yes, the falls is lots of fun to climb and slide down," Marc noted. "Over there, to the right, is a fiberglass slide we've installed that comes down from the top."

"Ohhhhh, wow, Aaron will LOVE this," TJ sighed as he tried to take it all in. "Is that our cottage?"

"Yes," Marc told him as he pulled up near the steps leading to the deck which encircled the modern structure. "And over there is Lust and Ecstasy," he pointed across the lagood. "I take it you have a special interest in the boy?"

"You noticed," TJ smiled as he got out.

"It was hard not to," Marc told him. "He's incredibly beautiful."

"His father asked me to kind of watch out for him this week," TJ explained as he and Marc climbed the wooden steps to the deck. "I think Aaron kind of resents his father doing so but…"

"Since you're younger…" Marc finished his thought.

"You're not jealous I hope," TJ inquired as Marc opened the sliding glass door and led him inside.

"Oh, of course not," Marc quickly told him. "Tommy, his pleasure boy, is a good friend of mine, I could even arrange for them both to sleep with us tonight if you'd like."

"That would be nice but I think I need to talk with Aaron about it first," TJ smiled and looked around. The place was luxurious without being ostentatious. The carpet was a soft peach, the bed was huge, there was a sunken spa, a small wet bar, and in the bathroom, a round, glass-enclosed, free-standing shower at least big enough for five or six. Separate sliding glass doors exited the other side of the bedroom and from the spacious bathroom out onto the broad deck. The bedroom had a big-screen TV, VCR, and, as TJ noticed, a long shelf laden with dozens of gay porno tapes featuring everything from boys to bears.

"I take it you're especially fond of young boys?" Marc guessed by TJ's interest in the left end of the shelf where the naked little boys were abundant.

"Especially when they're as beautiful as you," TJ smiled back at the boy.

"There's a refrigerator near the bar well stocked with drinks and snacks," Marc gave him a quick tour. "And in the bathroom, the medicine cabinet is stocked with various drugs and compounds designed to enhance sexual performance."

"You're kidding, pills to make you horny around THIS place?" TJ laughed, going in and inspecting the stash.

"Not aphrodisiacs so much, but various herbal items mostly," Marc explained. "This one most of us boys take every day. It's called Erectomax," he opened the bottle and offered one of the tiny pink capsules to TJ. "One a day keeps the droopies away."

TJ laughed. He put it back. "Like I need THAT."

"You will by tomorrow, maybe as early as tonight," Marc told him.

"Oh," TJ looked at his beautiful, naked, young pleasure boy in surprise.

"Yes… you see… I doubt you've noticed it yet, but the sex around this place is nearly non-stop once the guests get settled in and become comfortable in their surroundings," Marc explained patiently as they moved from the bathroom out onto the deck overlooking the waterfall and lagoon. It was breathtakingly beautiful view. Across the lagoon, TJ saw Aaron and Tommy out on their deck, also admiring the view. "I see your friend is in Ecstasy."

TJ laughed. "Or soon WILL be," he joked.

"Tommy's sweet… young, but surprisingly experienced," Marc waved at the boys. "He's in good hands. Tommy's very gentle, very loving, very horny," Marc added, laughing.

"And you? Are you very horny too?" TJ smiled down at the young fourteen-year-old boy as they leaned on the rail, watching Tommy and Aaron across the lagoon.

"I'm fourteen. I'm ALWAYS HORNY," Marc returned his smile, putting his arm around TJ's naked waist.

"It must be a little… draining… so much sex, day after day, week after week…" TJ dared touch the boy for the first time, taking his hand in his own.

"In the medicine cabinet… the blue bottle… it's a Ginseng extract I think," Marc told him. "Does marvelous things for your sexual stamina."

"Oh, how marvelous?" TJ questioned.

"I often routinely cum ten or twenty times a day… not much toward the end but…"

"My GOD!" TJ gasped in disbelief. "You serious?"

"Welcome to Orgasmville," Marc smiled. "Would you like me to give you the key to the city?"

"Uhhh… here… now?" TJ looked about a little nervously as Marc leaned into him and kissed the nipple on his right pec.

"Just as we are always naked, there's no restrictions whatsoever on consensual sex here on the island either," Marc explained. "It takes precedence over everything else. Anywhere, any time; and so long as its one of us boys, ALL sex is consensual. No one is going to turn you down at any time."

"WOW" TJ gasped as Marc sucked his tit a bit harder.

"And in most cases, the guests are also willing to indulge one another pretty much on the same basis… although it's always good to ASK first," Marc admitted. "Would you like to go inside or enjoy me out here?"

"Uhhh… the uhhh… the spa looked inviting," TJ decided, realizing that Aaron and Tommy were watching them. He decided not to put on a sex show right off the bat.

"It is very inviting, and quite sexual as well," Marc led the way inside, sliding the door closed behind them as TJ inspected the four-person watery pleasure pit back in the bedroom.

"I keep wanting to pause to take my clothes off," TJ laughed self-consciously. Being naked 24-7 was going to take some getting used to. "Ohhh, yeah, the water's nice," he sighed as he carefully stepped down into the surprisingly deep liquid warmth.

"With everything and everyone on the island aimed at indulging in all forms of sexual pleasure, and as MUCH of it as possible, it's such a relief to always be ready… never to have to worry about getting naked or getting your clothes wet, or dirty, or lost," Marc told him as they settled into one of the underwater seats together.

"This is going to take some getting used to," TJ told him as rested his arm lovingly around the boy's shoulders. "Tell me, how'd you come to be here? You're so young…"

"I was recruited," Marc told him. "Mr. Nichols actually has an underground talent agency that does nothing but search for beautiful, horny, teenage boys."

"Really?" TJ studied the boy's lovely face carefully. "Where you from originally?"

"California," Marc told him. "I ran away from home when I was eleven, spent a year on the streets, one of Mr. Nichols' friends found me, cleaned me up, toned me up, straightened me up, and brought me here."

"Incredible," TJ leaned over and kissed the boy lovingly on the forehead. "Do most of the boys have similar stories?"

"Some do… some far worse than mine," Marc turned his head and kissed TJ softly on the lips for the first time. "Former drug addicts, street prostitutes, kiddy-porn boys… and some even come from surprisingly normal homes – just horny fuckers in it for sex and money. Once they see this place, they never want to leave."

"I can see why," TJ smiled as he felt Marc's hand gently close around his cock, underwater. "MMmmmm… nice," TJ whispered. He moved his right arm from behind Marc and found his cock, stroking it gently. "How many times today?" He asked

"Twice… my previous guest left this morning after sucking me off a couple times," Marc told him. "The Blueboys will see me through."

"Blueboys?" TJ squirmed as Marc's stroking fist on his cock was starting to get to him.

"The pills I told you about," Marc sped up the pace a bit on TJ's cock. "Feel good?"

"Yes…" TJ sighed. "Lovely… you have a nice touch," he complimented the boy.

"Fifty-two different cocks a year," Marc smiled, their lips once more touching softly.

"Feels lovely," TJ felt his balls tightening up.

"Would you like me to suck it?" Marc asked softly.

"Just keep doing what you're doing now, I can't believe how good it feels," TJ moaned. "Better than most head jobs."

"You have a great cock…" Marc told him. "… bigger than most… wider… heavier."

"And hornier," TJ sighed as he felt his cum gaining momentum. At the rate Marc was going, it wouldn't be long.

"Getting close?" Marc asked.

"Yes… ohhhh god, yessssssssss…" TJ breathed, trembling in the naked young boy's grip. "I want you to cum too."

"Whenever you're ready," Marc promised, his jacking fist now churning the water in the spa.

"I'm ready… OHHHEHAHEHRHHH GOD, I'M READY… READY… GHEOHIEORIH GOD, MARC, MARC, MARC, CUMMING, MARC, CUMMING, CUMMING, CUMMING, MAN, OHH YEAH, DO IT, SHOOT YOUR CUM TOO, GO FOR IT, BOY, OHHH YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, OHHH GOD, FEELS GOOD, FEELS SOOO FUCKIN' GOOD, JACKIN' ME, NOW, JACKIN' ME, JACKIN' ME, JACKIN' ME OFF, MAN, OHHHH GOD, YES, YES, SOOO GOOD, JACK ME, JACK ME, JACK ME HARD… HARDER… FASTER… OHGHHEHHEHHH GOD, MARC, THE FEELING, THE FEELING, THE FEELING YOU'RE GIVIN' MY COCK, MAN, OGHEIOIHORIHEOIRH FUCCCCCCKKKK… OHH YEAH, OHH MAN,YEAH, YOU'RE CUMMIN' TOO, OHHH YEH, YEAH, YEAHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhh…"

"oHAHEHRHEH GOD, YES, MAN, SHOOTIN' FOR YOU, SHOOTIN' ONE HELL OF A LOAD FOR YOU, MAN, OHEHHHH GOD, YES, YES, JACK ME, MAN, MAKE ME FEEL IT, MAKE ME FEEL ALL THE NAKED SEXUAL PLEASURE YOU CAN, OEHAHEROEH FUCK, THAT'S GOOD, AOGHEIOHO MAN, AHHEHRHEHAHERHHEHHGHH GOD, YES, YES, YES, OHHHH FUCK…" Marc gyrated beside the man who was pleasuring his cock. "OHHH FUCK, FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOD, OHHH YEAH, JACK IT, JACK ME, TJ, MAKE ME CUM AND CUM AND CUM AND KEEP ON CUMMIN' AND CUMMIN' AND… GHHEOAIERHOIHEHHRHH FUCK, SOOO GOOD, SOO HOT… AGHEHHHH GOD, YES, YES, YESSSSS… !"

"WHOOOA FUCK, THAT WAS INCREDIBLE… GOD, STILL IS… WHOA, MAN SOO FUCKIN' GOOD," TJ cried out as powerful spasms of naked sexual pleasure continued to jolt him again and again. "Fuckin' INCREDIBLE!"

"Yeah, you kind of made me shoot a little more than usual too," Marc watched as their sperm floated in the swirling water, intermingling and seemingly making love right before their eyes.

"Kind of fun to watch it, ain't it," TJ smiled. "They'll probably get together and make a baby," he joked.

Marc laughed. "Man, if that was so, it'd happened a LONG time ago. This place would be fuckin' CRAWLIN' with naked little toddlers."

"Been a lot of cum shot here in the spa?" TJ guessed.

"Probably every single day in the whole two years the resort's been open," Marc laughed. "Wanna shoot some more?"

"Soon, but not now," TJ replied. "I wonder what Aaron's doing with HIS boy now."

Chapter 3

What Aaron was doing at that moment was being kissed by another boy for the first time in his young life. They were hardly touching. It was not only their lips, but the thrill of naked sexual pleasure, that coursed through him like a thousand volts.

"Wow, I think I like boys," Aaron whispered to Tommy.

Tommy looked down at both their hard, throbbing, five or six inch [13-15 cm] cocks and smiled. "I think we BOTH do."

"Does that mean we're supposed to go inside and… and like DO something to each other?" Aaron asked uneasily.

"You're still virgin aren't you?" Tommy asked softly.

Aaron was silent for several seconds. "Yes," he finally admitted shyly. "I think that's the reason Dad brought me here, so I could have my first sexual experiences with a boy my own age… like you."

"No one's ever touched you before?" Tommy asked, trying to hide his surprise. Aaron was so beautiful it seemed impossible.

"No…" Aaron admitted. "Do you want to… touch me?"

"Of course… you're so incredibly beautiful… more beautiful than any other boy on the island… and there's over a hundred of them," Tommy told him frankly.

"Look… they went back inside… TJ and his boy," Aaron noticed, gazing over Tommy's shoulder at the cottage on the opposite side of the lagoon.

"Marc," Tommy gave him a name. "Marc is wonderful… very sexual… very talented… extremely beautiful… but… not… not compared to YOU."

"You and Marc have… fucked…?" Aaron was almost afraid to say the word.

"Yes," Tommy told him. "You have to understand, I've been here just a few months, and I'm the second youngest boy on the island… WORKING boy I mean… so I've been… SAMPLED by just about every boy here."

"Sucked… fucked… jacked off…?" Aaron questioned.

"Yes," Tommy answered to all three. "I've taken on the biggest and the best."

"Doesn't it hurt to get fucked?" Aaron worried.

"Not if the other boy knows what he's doing and does it carefully," Tommy told him. "I'll show you if you like," he volunteered.

"I don't think so," Aaron told him. "No offense, but I don't think I'd like to get another boy's cock up my ass… even yours," he looked down, admiring both their hard-ons. They were both almost identical.

"Have you ever cummed?" Tommy asked, changing the subject.

"No… have you?"

"Not yet," Tommy replied. "I'm what they call prepubescent."

"Me too," Aaron smiled, suddenly feeling very loving toward the other boy. Daringly, he reached out and put his arm around Tommy's tiny, naked waist as the two of them gazed down into the placid water below their deck.

Tommy turned, melting into his arms, kissing him, as their cocks pressed up tightly next to one another. It was a long kiss. Tommy pressed his tongue between Aaron's lips and tasted him.

Aaron almost fainted. What he'd intended as a mere gesture of warmth and friendship, Tommy had interpreted as something more. "Mannnn… !" Aaron gasped breathlessly as their lips parted, if not the rest of their thin, naked boy-bodies.

"You okay? Did I do something wrong?" Tommy asked anxiously.

"No… I… I just wasn't… expecting that. Wow!" Aaron struggled to collect himself. "Man, this sex stuff is powerful shit."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to move so fast," Tommy apologized, realizing at the same time that Aaron was making no move to release him. If anything, he thought he felt some movement of Aaron's cock against his own between them.

"No, it's not you're fault… I'm just so damned fuckin'… VIRGINAL, I guess," Aaron blamed himself for being so skittish. "I've hardly even SEEN another naked boy my own age, except in the showers at school, a couple of times. Even then, I never saw another boy with a hard-on until today," he sighed. "And TODAY, I ain't seen nothing ELSE… god, seems like I been hard myself ever since I set foot on this island."

"I'm sorry, we don't have any clothes, we can't get dressed," Tommy told him, grinding his cock against Aaron's thin, naked groin just a little.

"Whoa, shit that felt good, do it again," Aaron giggled. He'd felt sexual feelings before, but never anything quite like that.

Tommy did it again. He kissed him too. He felt Aaron tremble in his arms, then gently press his own cock against his. "It's a beautiful feeling isn't it?"

"Ohhh, wow, yeah," Aaron gasped. "God, what a feeling," he closed his eyes, beginning to enjoy Tommy's sweet, invasive tongue and incredibly hot kisses. He tried kissing him back, even daring to use his tongue to taste Tommy.

The two naked, young boys stood alone, softly moaning on the deck of the Ecstasy Pagoda. Behind them, the waterfall tumbled with a soft murmur into the greenish blue lagoon. Between them, they pressed tightly their hard, throbbing, young boy-cocks, giving themselves, and one another, instant, tingling, sexual pleasure. Aaron wasn't sure what was happening to him but he didn't care. It felt too good to stop, too good to even THINK about stopping, too good to even think at ALL.

"Ohhhhh, god, this feeling…" Aaron moaned softly between Tommy's lips.

"I'm feeling it too," Tommy whispered back.

"Feels like… like… ohhhh, god, feels like…" Aaron couldn't think of any words to say how good it felt. The feeling aching in his cock, deep in his thin, naked loins, was became more intense, and unlike anything he'd ever felt in his life.

"Yes, yes, yes, Aaron, feel it, feel the feeling… feel how good it feels," Tommy whispered back as their hard, young boy-cocks began moving against each other more firmly, with more force and aching sexual pleasure.

"Feels… good… tooo good… Ohhhhh god… toooooo gooooooddd…" Aaron gasped as his sexual pleasure began to well up within him. He wasn't sure what was happening to him but it was the most beautiful, most indescribable feeling he'd ever felt, and he wanted it never to end.

"Do it, Aaron, just keep doin' it," Tommy breathed as their sexual movements became more intense with every passing moment. Suddenly, he realized that Aaron had yet to feel his first orgasm. At first he found it hard to believe but, with each passing moment, he became more sure of it. "Feel your cock, Aaron, feel how good it feels, feel how good it's makin' ya feel, man, do it, keep doin' it, harder, faster, Aaron, it just keeps feeling better and better and better."

"Ohhhh, god, Tommy… I can't believe… I can't believe the feeling… oahhehrheh god, I feel like… like I'm gonna break into a zillion pieces… I'm gonna… ohhh god, it's soo… ohhh God, Tommy, I'm… I'm… AHIIIIEGHEHHAHOOEHHGHEIEIRHGHGHHHHHHOSOEIHHO GOD… OEHGEIHORH GOD, TOMMY… TOMMY… TOMMY… AGHEOEIHOEHROHEH GODDDDDD… AHHEHHEHRHHGHEHHGHH, I'M… I'M…"

"Cumming," Tommy told him, even as his own cock suddenly felt the same pulsating, sexual spasms Aaron was feeling now for the very first time in his life. "I'M FEELING IT TOO… FEELING THE FEELING, FEELING HOW GOOD IT FEELS, OHHHH GOD, AARON, HOLD ME, KEEP DOIN' IT TO ME, I WANNA FEEL THIS FEELING FOREVER… HOLD YOU FOREVER, FUCK YOU LIKE THIS FOREVER… FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER!" Tommy moaned as his orgasm devastated him completely.

"OhhhhHHHHHHHH GOD, GOD, GOD, TOMMY, YES, I'M CUMMING TOO… GHEHAHEHRHHHGHHH, MAN, IT'S SOOO GOOD, FEELS SOOO GOOD, SOOO HARD, SOO HOT, SOO… HOOOO MY GODDD… SOO FUCKIN' GOOD… MY COCK FEELS LIKE IT'S… IT'S… MAN, FEELS LIKE I'M DYING… FEELS LIKE I'M FLYING… OHHHH GOD, FEELS LIKE… LIKE…" Once more, words failed him as his whole naked little boy-body convulsed in the grip of the most powerful, most intense sensations of screaming sexual pleasure in the world – his world at least.

"We orgasmed," Tommy held him, kissing him softly, feeling Aaron still hard between them, as well as his own cock's endless hardness.

"Ohhhhh god, yesssss…" Aaron sighed against his thin, naked shoulder.

"Your first?" Tommy asked needlessly.

Aaron couldn't answer. He could only nod, tears of exquisite, sexual pleasure and happiness streaming down his face, his slender, naked, little boy-body still trembling, still quivering and pulsating, aching all over in the swirling aftermath of his first sweet taste of naked boy-sex. He felt Tommy start to release him. "No… hold me," he gripped Tommy's thin, naked body ever more tightly. "Ohhhh god, I can't believe what just happened to me."

"Now you know why we exist… what we do here," Tommy whispered softly in his ear as he shared Aaron's first moments of sexual awakening. It was so sweet and intimate, so deeply touching it made him cry too.

"I feel like such a stupid ass crying like this," Aaron gradually pulled away, wiping his face, his pulsating young boy-cock now starting to go soft.

"I cried my first time, too," Tommy told him. "And just now, too," he wiped his own eyes.

"Why?" Aaron had to ask.

"Because I remember the feeling… it was only about a year ago," Tommy told him as they continued to hold each other, their hands resting on one another's slim, slightly bony hips, their lips just inches apart, their foreheads often touching. "Now you know why your father thought it was so important to bring you here."

Aaron nodded. Suddenly there was much about his father that he understood as never before. The key was inside him, in his cock, in the powerful feelings of naked sexual pleasure that Tommy had managed to so gently unleash within him. It was a moment he never wanted to end. "I love you," he whispered.

Tommy sobbed. He'd heard that before… almost every day in fact, in the midst of some form of the lovemaking he did every day for a living. Yet until now, he'd always had the feeling that no one ever really meant it. "I love you, too," he repeated almost automatically for Aaron's benefit. Strangely, this time, he wasn't too sure he didn't really MEAN it.

Chapter 4

Bryce stood alone on the deck, overlooking the small stream separating the Lust Lodge from his son's identical cottage about fifty yards away. His pleasure boy, Joey, was inside fixing him a drink. He watched intently for some sight of Aaron or Tommy. He'd seen them go in. He'd not seen them since. He chided himself for wishing it, but he couldn't resist the thought of somehow being able to watch the two boys, being able to watch how his virginal young son handled himself for the first time, one-on-one, with a naked young boy his own age. Beyond Aaron's cottage, on the far side of the lagoon, he could see TJ's cottage as well. He could see TJ and his boy, out on the balcony, overlooking the waterfall. They were talking, taking in the view, naked of course, but barely touching.

"Sorry we couldn't arrange for a cottage allowing you to see in his window," Joey joked as he came out with Bryce's whiskey and soda.

"Damn, I was rather hoping for closed circuit TV," Bryce laughed as the naked, fifteen-year-old boy leaned against the rail beside him, their hips touching.

"Actually, I suppose it could be arranged," Joey told him seriously.

"Ohhh no!!!!… God no!!!! Aaron would never forgive me," Bryce quickly withdrew the idea. "God, Evan wasn't just shittin' when he said anything I wished for I could have."

"Your wish is my command," Joey smiled up at him, his impish, little boy face and tiny nose, inviting a kiss.

Bryce obliged him. "Where are all the other boys? Someone said there were over a hundred here on the island," he suddenly changed the subject.

"Working, resting, fucking…" Joey told him lightly. "Each boy here has his duties, his specialties… beside sex I mean… some entertain, some fix food, some tend the plants and keep down the undergrowth. Eventually you'll probably meet about all of them, probably fuck a good many of them… or engage is some other sexual pleasure with them before you leave."

"You boys… you know… make love to one another, too?" Bryce asked out of curiosity.

"Often," Joey told him. "Sometimes three, four… a whole fuckin' orgy… two or three guests as well… you noticed how big the beds are… sometimes it spills out onto the floor. There was a party with TEN here just last week."

"God, you're makin' me hard just thinkin' about it," Bryce looked down at his cock. Joey reached over and stroked it for him. "I can't imagine how you boys could possibly HANDLE so much sex. I mean, god, I know you're young… fuckin' horny teenagers, but… man, even teenage boys have their limits."

"Trade secret," Joey smiled up at him, clinging lightly to him, still fondling the man's hardened cock even as he rubbed his own against Bryce's hip.

"Drugs?" Bryce guessed.

"We prefer to call them supplements," Joey smiled. "Check out the medicine cabinet… you'll need them before long."

"Oh, really?" Bryce laughed, enjoying his beautiful, naked, young pleasure boy as much for his impish personality as for the sexual pleasure he was already receiving from the boy's talented hand. "Over thirty is over the hill?"

"The average guest enjoys around 15.3 orgasms a day, you think you can handle that?" Joey asked.

"Shiiiiitttt…" Bryce laughed in disbelief."

"Horny fathers who bring their virgin sons along usually come closer to 22 or 23," Joey joked.

"You're serious," Bryce suddenly realized.

"No, just kidding… about the virgin son thing I mean… but, yes… count on twelve to twenty cums a day," Joey assured him. "We boys often have more than that servicing various other guests. One of the boys in the show tonight… Donovan… you'll love him… he has SEVEN on stage doing his thing."

"My GOD!" Bryce laughed.

"And his act's only about fifteen minutes long," Joey told him. "Of course, there are a couple of cums in his encore, and one or two during the grand finale."

"The grand finale?" Bryce asked in amusement. This place was getting more and more outrageous all the time.

"Don't ask," Joey told him, rubbing his cock against Bryce's hip and thigh more forcefully now.

"I'm afraid to," Bryce told him. "God your hand is nice."

"So's my lips… my mouth, my tongue, my ass… I'm a VERY nice boy," Joey smiled, kissing him softly on the shoulder.

Bryce reached out and put his arm around the seductive young teenager, leaning down and kissing him gently. "God, I wish I could see through walls."

"Ya wanna sneak over for a peek? There are no blinds on any of the windows, here on the island," Joey told him.

Bryce smiled down at the boy. "It's tempting," he admitted. "But then, so are you… and this temptation is stronger than… THAT one," he nodded toward his son's sexual pleasure pagoda.

"How can I give you pleasure?" Joey asked softly.

"You are," Bryce told him, kissing him once more, enjoying the slow, stroking motion of Joey's incredibly talented hand on his soaring hard cock.

"You're huge," Joey reported the obvious.

"It's okay, if you don't want to take it all up your ass, I won't insist" Bryce misunderstood the boy's admiration of his enormous hard cock for trepidation.

"Oh… no… I've taken as much as ten inches [25 cm] once," Joey told him. "If you wish to fuck me, we really ought to go inside on the bed, where it's softer, more comfortable, though."

"I had ten inches [25 cm] once… it's quite a challenge," Bryce admitted, as he and Joey turned and went inside. Sex any time, any place was fine, but nothing beat the build-in comfort of a soft bed.

Together they laid down naked on top of the single, white, cotton blanket, on their sides, facing one another, their hard, pulsating cocks throbbing between them, holding one another's faces, kissing hotly. Gradually, Bryce felt Joey's kissing lips begin to move down over his chin, his chest, toward his looming hard cock. Bryce had more in mind; he wanted to fuck the boy. But if that's what the boy wanted… who was he to object? "Go for it, kid," he invited.

An instant later Joey was all over his cock, kissing it, sucking it, teasing it, licking it, like some kind of hungry animal.

"Ohhhh god, kid, you're one hot little cocksucker… ohhh man, what a set of lips," Bryce knew an experience boy-slut when he felt one and Joey was among the best he'd ever felt. "Ohhh god, you've sucked a few thousand cocks in your lifetime, I think."

Joey lifted his lips from Bryce's soaring monster and smiled. "Two thousand, five-hundred and sixty-nine… counting yours," he told his sexual master, then returned to servicing his cock.

"Ohhhhh, man, you're good, too… GREAT in fact!" Bryce complimented the boy. "Ohhhh man, great tongue action there… oh my god, and deep throating, too!"

Joey knew what the man liked. He took all but about an inch and then held it there, letting his throat muscles do their thing on Bryce's enormous, hard, cockhead.

"OOOOooaiieihghehh god, hooooo shit, boy… god, where the fucked you learn to do THAT number? ohhhh man, I almost shot!" Bryce cried out in incredulous pleasure. Never in his life had he ever felt such a sensation.

"Why didn't you?" Joey lifted his lips from Bryce's cock long enough to ask.

"It's tempting, boy, but I'm savin' my first load for that cute, fuckin' ASS of yours," he told him. "If your butt's half as talented as your throat…"

With that Joey simply shifted positions and, straddling Bryce's straining, naked body, guided the man's cock to his rectal orifice then slowly proceeded to pop it in. "How's this?" He smiled down at the startled man as Bryce rested his gripping hands on his slender, boyish thighs.

"OOOHHHHhhhhhh fuccckkkkkkkkkkk…" Bryce moaned as he watched his massive hard cock slowly disappear into the boy.

"Don't move," Joey winced. "Eight inches [20 cm] ain't ten [25 cm] but it's still no fuckin' walk in the park either. Let me get used to you."

"God, you're beautiful," Bryce suddenly realized as he watched his naked pleasure boy struggling to accommodate his powerful hard cock. "The most beautiful boy I ever fucked."

"Okay… easy…" Joey sighed. "No, let me… you just lie there and enjoy my ass," he changed his mind, deciding to take control of the man's cock rather than vice-versa.

"Do it to me," Bryce told the boy. "Enjoy my cock."

At first, Joey hardly moved… at least it appeared that way.

"God, you're good," Bryce viewed his naked young pleasure boy with ever-greater respect. Joey was doing stuff to his cock unlike anything he'd ever felt before. "Ohhhh, man, feels like you're fuckin' SUCKIN' me."

"I am," Joey smiled down at the man, then leaned forward and kissed him passionately on the lips, allowing the eight-inch [20 cm] cock within him to all but slip free. Then he quickly rocked back and reclaimed every last inch.

"HOOOOOOOOOO GOD… GOD… I CAN'T FUCKIN' BELIEVE YOU JUST DID THAT! GOD, THEY GOT A FUCKIN' SCHOOL DOWN HERE TO TRAIN YOU BOYS?" Bryce gasped, finding it incredible that a fifteen-year-old boy should be so sexually adept.

"Just the school of hard fucks," Joey was starting to enjoy the act as much as Bryce and his pleasure-wracked face reflected it. "Ohhhh baby, yes, yes, yes, nice cock, ohhh god, yes, fuckin' nice cock, man, ohh yeah, yeah, fuckin' you, babe, fuckin' your cock, man, ohhhh god, yeah, feel it, feel your cock, feel what I'm fuckin' doin' to your cock, man, aohhh god, yes, yes, feels good, ohhh man, just let me know when you're ready, I can jet any time."

"You kiddin'? I could fuck you like this all DAY and all NIGHT," Bryce told the boy as, despite what Joey had requested, he found himself wantonly fucking his hips and cock up into the boy's cunt-like ass!

Joey didn't complain. It wasn't his place to complain. His ass, his cock, his whole naked boy-body belonged to Bryce for the next week. Besides, at the moment, he was feeling as much powerful, naked, sexual pleasure as Bryce, and the man's powerful, upward strokes only added to the incredible grip of sexual feelings he was enjoying. "Do, it man, fuck me, man, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, man, ohhhhhhhhhgod, yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me… ohhh yeah, your cock, ohhh god, your fuckin' cock, man, feels good, feels sooo good, feels soo fuckin' good, man, ohh yeah, yeah, man, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, ogoeihoiehroih god, yes, fuck, fuck fuck fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck…"

It couldn't go on much longer. The pace would have killed both of them. They'd be lucky to withstand the pleasure. "Let's do it, boy," Bryce felt his orgasm coming upon him. "Fuck it boy, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it… it… OHHH GOD, FUCK… FUCK… AHHEHHERHHGHH… FUUUUUUUUUUU… EIIOEREHAEHRHHEHGHHGHH… IEGHHEHRHEHHGHHHHH… EIURUUEGHHHHH… OWHEHRHH GOD, JOEY, DO IT, DO IT, TAKE MY CUM, OHHH FUCK, FUCKIN' YOU SOO HARD, OEHORIEHOIREH GOD, SHOOTIN' MY CUM UP IN YOU SOOO OHARD, BOY, OHHH GOD, YES, YES, DO IT TO ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCCCCKKKKKKK MEEEEEEEE…"

"IIEIERHEOREIIIEIAHGIEHOIGHIEHIERIHGEIGHHHHHHhhhhh… !!!" Joey suddenly let out a gurgling, eerie cry of stupendous sexual pleasure as he wildly started pumping the cum from Bryce's cock and pumping his own cum all over Bryce's heaving chest and neck. "OhhhhhHHHHHHH MAN, CUMMING, CUMMING, CUMMING… OHHH GOD, MAKIN' ME CUM, MAKIN' ME CUM, MAN, OHHH YEAH, OHHH FUCCCK, OHHHHHHHH SHIIIIIITTTT THE FEELING, THE FEELING, OHHH YEAH, GOD YOUR COCK IS FILLIN' ME UP, MAN… OHEHHAHEHRHEHHGHHHH… UNNNNNNGGHHHHHH… UNNNNNNNNGGHHHH… UNNNNNGHHHH… !!" Joey again and again convulsed atop the man's cock, arching his back, staring straight up, ejaculating all over the place in an act of naked sexual union unlike either of them had felt in years. "OhhhhHHHHHHHH FUCK YOU'RE GOOD, GOD, YOUR COCK, OHHHH MAN, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAHHHHHHhhhhhhh…"

Bryce drew the boy down on top of him, kissing him, making love to him, feeing his cockhead still just inside Joey's clinging, clutching, sucking ass draining his last few drops before hearing it emerge in a loud "POP." "God, you're one hot young stud," Bryce told the boy as they kissed. "Any boy who can take a cock like mine and do what you did to it… make me cum that hard… that long… ohhhhh man, wish I'd brought a suitcase so I could haul you home for future reference.

"Ohhh, god, I love older men, they fuck soooooo fuckin' good," Joey sighed, feeling his asshole contract, in the absence of the massive hard cock that had just given him such incredible sexual pleasure.

"Man, your ass… god, you really take a lot out of a guy," Bryce sighed as he held tightly the naked young fifteen-year-old, still feeling the boy's cock, incredibly hard against his abdomen. "And after all that, you're still fuckin' HARD?"

"I'm always hard… we all are… all the boys… very seldom do you see one of us without a hard-on," Joey told him.

"That's unreal," Bryce told him in disbelief.

"You might as well know… in the bathroom… in the medicine cabinet… a bottle of pink pills. Take one a day and you'll be hard all the time too," Joey divulged one of the island's secrets to sex excess.

"What if I take two?" Bryce joked with the boy.

"Then you'll fuckin' go out of your mind," Joey laughed. "You could end up with a PERMANENT hard-on."

"Sounds good to me," Bryce joined in the joke. "Painful perhaps, but fun."

"The blue pills… we call them Blueboys… they'll extend your sexual potency by about five to one," Joey told him. "You'd better take one before your third orgasm each day or the hardest cock in the world ain't gonna be worth shit to anybody."

"And the side effects?" Bryce asked.

"You may get a sort of aching feeling in your groin after about ten orgasms," Joey told him truthfully. "Most of us have gotten used to it… goes with he job… the guests though, one week's not really long enough to let your body get used to so much sex.

"You shittin' me, I can really cum ten or twelve times a day on them fuckers?" Bryce smiled broadly at the thought.

"Easily… twenty if you're really horny… or I AM," Joey laughed.

"Don't tell me, that was your twentieth today, no doubt," Bryce joked.

"Fifth… errrr… I think… yeah… one… two… three… yeah, the fifth," he confirmed, literally counting them on his fingers.

"And you shot… quarts!" Bryce laughed.

"Yeah, it kind of tapers off after eight or ten… kind of watery after twelve but still quite adequate for pleasure purposes," Joey told him as they rolled apart and stared up at the ceiling beams supporting the low, pyramid-shaped roof overhead.

They lay in silence, somewhat exhausted after the extreme physical exertion of their orgasms. Bryce felt happier than he'd ever felt in his entire life.

"Still thinking about your son?" Joey wondered, not use to so much silence.

Bryce smiled, turning his head, kissing the boy's lips. "What son?"

Chapter 5

Trevor had requested a beachfront cottage. They were located another hundred yards down the road from where he saw TJ, Bryce, and Aaron turn off and head into the jungle. Trevor's cottage was one of about ten located along the edge of the white sand beach. The beach was about one hundred feet [30 m] wide. The cottages were widely spaced beneath large palms, generously shading them from the sun and providing a picturesque backdrop to what was a fantasy setting.

Ryan pulled the open car to a stop in front of the third one. "We call this one Sexsation," he smiled, pointing to the sign over the door.

The cottages on the beach appeared to be older, a little smaller, more rustic, and thus more authentically Caribbean than some they'd passed earlier. "Cute," Trevor noted, as he followed his devastatingly cute pleasure boy up the two or three wooden steps to the front porch, then inside.

"And this is Biff and Buff," Ryan introduced Trevor to two beautiful, naked boys inside. "They're brothers. Biff is 14, Buff is 15."

"My god, when they said three-to-one, they weren't shittin'," Trevor gasped as he met and shook hands with the two delicious-looking boys.

"Well, the boys aren't your's exclusively, they'll be in and out from time to time. They're with housekeeping, but they only have three cottages, so they have a lot of free time on their hands… and you know what happens when horny, teenage boys have too much time on their hands…?

"No…" Trevor laughed. "Suppose you boys SHOW me."

He was about half joking but the three naked boys took him at his word. He'd barely got in the door but, in about half a second, Trevor was flat on his back on the bed with all three of them crawling nakedly all over him, kissing him, sucking him – his face, his body, his cock – devouring him sexually like he'd never been devoured before.

"Ohhhh shit, it's started already!" Trevor gasped as he pulled the boys to him, touching and fondling and caressing them, doing a little devouring himself.

"Twenty-something studs like you get industrial-strength sex," Ryan told him gleefully as their romp became more wildly erotic. "We sometimes even have to call in reinforcements if the guests get too rowdy."

"Yeah, we had six of us on this one guy a couple weeks ago… all fuckin' afternoon 'til dinner." Biff boasted as he watched his older brother wildly sucking away on Trevor's soaring hard cock.

"Maybe we can work on BREAKING that record this week," Trevor laughed as his powerful, naked body responded wildly to what the boys were doing to him.

"The house limit is ten," Ryan told him. "But nobody's ever been able to stand more than eight."

"In one bed?" Trevor asked in disbelief. The four of them were almost more than the king-size bed could handle.

"No, on the beach."

Buff surrendered Trevor's cock to his little brother to work on. "Went after the poor guy like a bunch of hungry dogs."

"Took him to dinner on a stretcher," Ryan laughed.

"Ohhhh, they did not!" Buff contradicted his sexual colleague. "He wasn't walkin' any too good… don't know HOW many cocks up the ass he took that afternoon but…"

"FIVE… and mine was one of them," Ryan sucked on Trevor's tits.

"Ohhhh god, boy, easy there, I've got really sensitive tits, man, I can cum with just you guys doin' my tits," Trevor warned.

"Really?" Ryan giggled, then he and Buff suddenly went to work on them both, making Trevor squirm with aching sexual pleasure.

"Ohhhhh god, boys, boys, boys, ohhhh god, yes, yes, yes, suck me, boys, suck my cock, suck my tits, do it to me, to it to me, keep doin' it to me, boys, ohhh god, that's nice, ohhhh god, yes, yes, soo good, soo fuckin' goood, good, aghhehehrhh fuck, ohhh god, boys, gettin' to me, boys, ohhh god, god, god, you're gonna fuckin' make me cum… aoghehhhh god, yes, ohhh yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, ohhh god, boys, I'm gonna do it, I'm gonna cum, boys, ohh yeah, Biff, take my cock, take my… my… my… AHEHHEHRIOEHAOEIHROIEHOHGOD, CUM, AHGOEIHOH GOD, TAKE MY CUM, OAHIEOHROIHE YEAH, OHHHHHHHH GOD, YEAH, SUCK IT, SUCK IT, SUCK MY CUCM, SUCK IT ALL SUCK IT ALL, OHHH YEAH, SHOOTIN' IT BOYS, OHHHH YEAH, OHHHH GOD, SOOO FUCKIN' HOT, OHHHHYEAH, SUCK, SUCK, SUCK,SUCK,SUCK,SUCK,SUCKSUCKSUCKSUCKSUCK, GOEIHOERHOH GOD, SUCKIN' ME SOOOO HARD, SOOO GOOD… AHGHEHHERHEHHHH GOD, I CAN HARDLY STAND IT!!"

Biff tasted his cum… several spurts of it in fact, but didn't let up, draining the man dry even as his brother and Trevor ravaged the man's tits. It was an old strategy they were using. They called it the Welcome Cum and it was designed to give those young twinks, like Trevor, who could stand it, more sex than they could stand, more sex, in one massive, devastating dose than they'd ever endured in their life.

"Ohhhhhhhh god, god, god, yes, yes, ohhh fuck yesss… that was good, soo good, aoghhoehigod, I can't believe how good that felt, ohhh man, you're drainin' me, ohhh god, yeah, that was nice, ohhhh god, felt great," Trevor sighed expecting the boys to release him from his sexual pleasure. But instead, they just kept on sucking. His cock went soft but still they sucked. It got hard again, and still they sucked. "Ohhhhh shit, boys, too much, ohhh god, you don't know when to QUIT!" He gasped, not yet realizing that what he was feeling was, in fact, a well-honed act, a plan to leave him so sexually devastated he'd be out of it for most of the afternoon.

"Don't move," Ryan ordered, lifting his lips momentarily from Trevor's already painfully raw nipple. "You ain't felt NOTHING yet!"

"Trade ya?" Biff offered as he and his brother traded places.

"Hang on." Buff advised as he sucked down on Trevor's tortured hard cock with a vengeance even surpassing the efforts of his little brother.

"OOAHHhhhheiieihghehhehrhhehiiehghehhhghh…" Trevor howled in naked sexual pleasure as he felt himself being once more propelled toward orgasm. It was the first time in his life he'd ever had back-to-back orgasms. Buff was the best there was, working tongue, lips, throat, every part of his mouth, wildly ravaging his cock. "Ohhhh god, god, god, boys, I can't stand it, I can't take it any longer, ohhhh god, oahehrhhhehhghhhhhoo… owoehrhhgh oehieieihroihooioh stop, stop… no… no, don't stop, suck it, Ohhhhhhhh god, the pleasure, the feeling, oihihoihoh man, god, I can't believe I'm feeling this, I can't believe what you're doing to my cock, what you boys are doing to my WHOLE body, man, ohhhhh god, this is sooooo fuckin' hot, sooo fucking beautiful, gheoiaheorihoih my god, I think I'm gonna fuckin' cum again, ohghehhh fuck, ohhhh god, ohhhhhh fuck, I'm… I'm… OHEHGOIEHOIH YES, OHGHEAOIERHOEH GOD, I'M CUMMING AGAIN, I'M CUMMING AGAIN, I'M OGHEOIHOEHRO GOD, SUCKIN' MY TITS, SUCKIN' MY COCK, MAKIN' ME CUM, MAKIN' ME CUM SOOO HARD, OGHEOIHOERH JEEZE, SUCH A FEELING… I CAN'T STOP, I CAN'T STOP CUMMING, OHIHEOIRHOEIH FUCK, THIS FEELS GOOD SOO GOOD, SOOO FUCKIN' GOOD… GOOOD… GOOOOD…"

"Next." Buff suddenly called out as he and Ryan suddenly changed spots and started a third round.

"Ohhhh my god… oh my god… oh my god…" Trevor moaned as he suddenly realized this could go on and on and on. He knew in the back of his mind that he could end it, if he really insisted… if he really wanted to… but all his boasting before had left him with little choice now but to endure… and enjoy it all if he could. Besides, he really didn't want it to end… not yet anyway. It was as if he had entered a sexual marathon and he wanted to push himself beyond anything he'd ever done before, just to see what his sexual limits really were. If worst came to worst, there was always the stretcher.

If Buff and Biff had given his cock a horrendous workout, it was nothing compared to what his pleasure boy, Ryan, was unleashing upon it. In an instant, the boy showed why HE was a pleasure boy and the other two boys made beds and cleaned toilets. Ryan didn't even so much as give his cock time to get soft before once more urging him on toward yet a THIRD rendezvous with aching orgasmic pleasure.

"Hoooooo shit… I've never felt like this before, never felt ANYTHING like this before, never even done a REPEAT, much less a THREEPEAT!" Trevor felt what he was in for and frankly it scared him as much as it excited him. Ryan was working his cock up with incredible speed and power. The feeling was becoming much more intense than any sexual pleasure he'd ever felt before in his life, and still he faced at least ONE more excruciating blast of ejaculating pleasure.

"It's what you came here for, isn't it?" Buff chided him between painful nips on his tit.

"Ohhhhh god, yes, yes, yes, ohhhh god, yes, boys, yes, yes, yes, boys, do it to me, do it to me, give me the most incredible sexual pleasure I ever felt, oghehhrhh god, make me cum, make me cum again. It's killin' me but I want it, I want more, I wanna cum, wanna cum, wanna fuckin' cum soooooo fuckin' baaaddddd…" Trevor screamed out in sweltering sexual pleasure.

But this time it would not be so easy. Back-to-back orgasms were one thing. Three in a row was something no male body could do without incredible, excruciating, extended, sexual stimulation of the most intense kind. This time there was to be no quick relief, no powerful pounding orgasm to help relieve the pressure. This time the torture seemed to go on and on and on.

Trevor lost track of time, of place, lost track of everything except the straining, twisting, aching pleasure the boys were giving him. "Ohhhahehrhhhgod, make me cum, make me cum, ohhhgod, please, please, do it to me, boys, make me cum, cum, ghoeihoeairhoihgod, I can't stand it, I gotta cum, ohhh yes, do it to me, Ryan, suck me off, suck me off, suck me off again, ohhhh fuck, make it happen, this feeling… it can't go on… it can't… ohghehh fuck feels good, feels soooooo good, ghoehorhohaoerhoih god, ohhehrhheh god, goheooerh godddddd…" He alternated between moments of excruciating pain and exquisite pleasure to the point that they were flip-flopping within him with ever beat of his heart, merging into a pleasure that was painful, on the one hand, and a pain that was pleasurable, on the other. The line between them grew blurry, his heaving, thrusting, trembling, straining naked body wracked with such powerful feelings it threatened to drive him insane. Then Ryan did something to him, did something to his cock, sucked him in some special way, that set him off. It triggered something within him that seemed to trigger something else, which set off a sort of chain reaction within his aching, quaking groin. What he felt was too powerful to be called an orgasm, more like a nuclear detonation. There was a modest spurt of watery cum, but mostly there was just excruciating, horrendous, devastating pleasure so incredible strong it made him SCREAM! "EIEIIEIRIHHEIIRIIREIIIEIIEIGIEHHHEIIEIEIGHEIIEIGHHHHEIIIHH!" It was a sound heard all up and down the beach. Other guests looked up from their own sexual pleasure and smiled, recalling their own sexual initiation into the club. "IIEIEIR IEIHGIEIRIEIAIERIIGHEHIGHEIHGHIE OEIEIRHEIGIEIIEHIGHIEO… EIIEHRIEOIGOIHEOIHGHHHH…" Trevor screamed… again… and… again… and… again.

Finally, the boys let up; Ryan crawled atop him. The other two clung hotly to his sides, their lips all over his own, stifling him while at the same time soothing him. "Easy… easy, man, it's okay, it's over now, you're gonna be alright," Ryan whispered softly between his lips.

"I… I know… thanks… ohhh godddd…" Tears were running from his eyes. Trevor knew it was over but he also knew he'd never be all right again. He'd pushed the limits and survived, but he knew he could never do it again, never again allow himself to come that close to sexual insanity. He couldn't speak; he couldn't think; he could hardly even breathe. Ryan was no lightweight. Gently he eased the boy off him. Now, at least, he could die of naked sexual pleasure, rather than asphyxiation.

It might have been hours; it might have been mere minutes. No one on Calisto wore a watch. No one cared about time. When the sun rose, it was dawn and breakfast time. When the stomach growled again, it was lunchtime. When the sun set it was dusk and time to eat again. Three meals a day and all the cock and cum you wanted, in between. It was a life matched nowhere else on earth. Trevor's stomach began to growl. It was well past noon and lunch. Ryan fed him his cock. It was more than enough.

Chapter 6

TJ dipped his toe in the lagoon. He'd expected the water to be much cooler than it was. But it was mid-August and NOTHING was very cool in the Caribbean, in August. "How deep is it?" He asked Marc, sitting along the edge of one moss-covered rock, dangling his feet in the water.

"About six feet [1.80 m] where you are, but deeper, farther on out. You can dive. Just aim for the center," he advised.

"Cool," TJ smiled and arched his slender naked body into the lagoon with a graceful swish. He came up on the far side. The bottom was rock and gravel. He stood waist deep.

"Beautiful!" Marc called from the opposite side. He made no effort to join TJ. He simply posed and looked beautiful himself.

"Hi!"

TJ looked around. Several feet above him Aaron waved from the deck of the Ecstasy Pagoda.

"Come on in, the water's fine!" TJ invited him, using the oldest cliché in the book.

"We'll be right down!" Aaron called back.

For a moment TJ thought Aaron might dive from the balcony. Despite the coolness of the water, he started getting hard, just seeing and hearing the boy. He swam over to the waterfall and basked in its turbulence as he watched Aaron and the cute young boy with him make their way down, from Ecstasy to the shallow end of the lagoon. Aaron didn't dive in as TJ had. He inched his way in a few feet then fell forward into a sort of modified dog paddle that TJ found as amusing as it was endearing.

"Wheeeee… this is GREAT!" Aaron laughed as he joined TJ at the base of the falls.

"Feels good, don't it?" TJ reached out and put his arm around the boy, dragging him under the cascading falls.

"Fuckin' cocksucker!" Aaron came sputtering out and pushed TJ's head under.

TJ stayed down, coming up under Aaron, picking the young boy's naked little body clear up out of the water and tossing him several feet out into the middle of the lagoon.

Aaron squealed with delight, feeling almost like he was having another orgasm. This was the first time in his life he'd ever swum naked. "Felt like I was FLYING!" He cried as he swam back toward TJ, hoping the boy would do it to him again.

Suddenly, TJ felt another boy beside him. He was upended into the water himself before he realized Aaron's naked little pleasure boy had almost done to him what he'd just done to Aaron. "FUCK!" He cried, coming to the top. He'd been caught completely off guard.

"Here? Now?" The boy laughed, squirming away like a slick little weasel when TJ tried to grab him.

It took TJ only a few minutes to realize that the boy was not only surprisingly strong, for a kid so young, but no stranger to pretty rough horseplay in the water. The boy was quick, agile, and a superb swimmer. TJ guessed he was also used to being manhandled both physically and sexually.

"Hi, I'm Tommy," the boy belatedly introduced himself as TJ called a truce. "I'm Aaron's pleasure boy this week."

"Yeah, he taught me how to have an orgasm a little while ago," Aaron proclaimed proudly. "It was really cool… or… or hot… I'm not sure which."

"HOT!" Tommy contributed his verdict as the boys laughed and played below the falls.

"Felt really good!" Aaron told TJ as they waded toward the edge.

"What did you do?" TJ asked breathlessly. "You suck each other?"

"Oh, no, nothing like that," Aaron giggled, embarrassed.

"Not much, just a little mild lovemaking… kissing… cock rubbing… mutual masturbation," Tommy told him.

"So, how do you like sex, now that you've had a little taste of what this hard little fucker can do for you," TJ asked as he and Aaron hopped up out of the water onto a nearby mossy boulder.

"It's unbelievable," Aaron grinned from ear to ear. "I never dreamed anything could feel so good."

"I don't suppose either one of you shot any cum…" TJ smiled down at the two, nubile little boys.

"We're too young," Tommy told them as he lazed back on the shallow bottom nearby, water covering all but his slender, arching cock.

"You two are probably the only boys on the island who haven't shot your first load of cum yet," TJ smiled down at them.

"There's Jean-Pierre too," Tommy told them.

"Who's that?" TJ asked.

"He's Mr. Nichols' private pleasure boy," Tommy informed them. "He's about thirteen. He don't come off the hill very often, but we're good friends."

"Is he cute?" TJ winked at Tommy, flirting with the little boy-nymph outrageously.

"The cutest boy on the island," Tommy told him flat out.

"You ever fuck him?" TJ probed.

"No… we made love once… he's incredibly beautiful," Tommy sighed a bit dreamily.

"More than you?" TJ teased.

Tommy splashed him.

TJ jumped back down into the water and chased little Tommy back toward the falls before giving up the pursuit. Tommy might be no match for him on dry land but, in the water, he swam like a dolphin. Tiredly, he waded back to where Aaron sat on the rock, his feet in the water. "Too much for me," he sighed, resting his arms on Aaron's naked knees, panting.

"He's lots of fun," Aaron laughed.

"So are YOU I'm told," TJ smiled up at the boy, eying his sprouting young boy-cock.

"Who told you that?" Aaron demanded.

"Ohhh, word gets around. You've been here barely four hours and already you've got a reputation as the cutest little virgin boy on the island," TJ teased.

Aaron laughed. "The ONLY little virgin boy the island!"

TJ laughed with him, his laughter fading to a smile, then to the look of one tempted almost beyond endurance. There was silence in the wake of their laughter as boy and man came face to cock with their aching wants and wishes.

Almost imperceptibly, Aaron nodded, eyeing both TJ and his own cock pulsating just inches from TJ's lips.

TJ moved closer between the boy's legs and softly kissed the head. Then he nibbled at it with his lips. His hands slipped up around the Aaron's slender, naked butt, then slowly, sweetly, his lips sunk down over the young boy's five-inch plus [13 cm] cock and felt him tremble, shuddering in naked sexual pleasure.

"Ohhhhhh yesssssssss…" Aaron moaned as TJ's lips returned to his cockhead. It was an incredible feeling.

"You okay?" TJ lifted his lips from the boy's cock and gazed up into the face of sweet ecstasy.

Aaron nodded once more, afraid to trust his voice. Then he watched as TJ sucked back down on him. Again he moaned in deep, sexual pleasure. "HHHhhhmmmmmmmmmaahheahhghhhhh… ohhh ohhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhaahhahhahahaaaahhhhhhh… !"

TJ sucked lovingly on the boy's cock. He didn't attack it. He didn't rush it. He remembered the first time he'd ever had a blowjob. He wanted it to be just as beautiful, just as pleasurable as his first time.

"Ohhhhhh, maaaaannnn…" Aaron moaned as his hard, throbbing, young boy-cock responded.

"Another first," TJ lifted his lips from Aaron's cock long enough to note.

"Yessssssssss…" Aaron gasped and lay back, his head all but hanging off the back curvature of the rock, his slender, naked, little boy-body arched, draped over the mossy rock like a sacrifice on an altar.

TJ intensified his sucking, accepting the boy's sacrifice of his naked, young boy-body to his lips. TJ could not recall a more exquisitely erotic sight in his entire life. He was giving one of the most beautiful, certainly the most virginal little boy on the island, his very first cocksucking. It was an experience neither of them would soon forget.

"Ohhhh, god, I can't believe this is happening to me," Aaron sighed as he surrendered himself totally to TJ's cocksucking lips. He'd heard boys talking about blowjobs before, but he would never have imagined it could feel so good. Until just a couple of hours ago, he could never have imagined SEX would feel so good, but this was sex beyond sex. This was pleasure far beyond what he and Tommy had shared. He felt it welling up inside him. This time he knew the feeling. This time there was no fear or uncertainty. This time there was just pleasure (naked, aching, swirling, sweeping), sexual pleasure, twice as powerful as before.

TJ sucked harder, his lips now sweeping up and down over the little boy's amazing young cock with incredible speed and precision. He knew it was unlikely, but more than anything he wanted to taste the boy's virginal load of cum. Lovingly, he unleashed every cocksucking skill he possessed on Aaton's cock, swirling it with his tongue, sucking it with his throat, torturing it with his lips, up and down, faster and faster, tighter and tighter, feeling it pulsate, then throb, in his mouth.

"Ohhhh God, TJ, suck me man, suck me, suck me, suck me, man, suck my cock, suck my cock, suck my cock, man, suck me off, suck me off, keep suckin' like that and suck me off, man, ohhhhh yes, you're makin' it feel soooo god, man, ahhhahehrhheh god, sooo good, gonna suck me off, oehoihoh yeah, makin' my whole naked body feel good… ohhhh yeah, yeah, yeah, man, suck it, suck it, suck iiiiiitttt," Aaron heaved and thrust, squirming nakedly on the rock, no longer a passive receiver, but an active seeker of the kind of aching sexual pleasure only TJ could give him.

TJ could feel it building up inside the boy. He could feel the devastating tremors as the sexual pleasure he was giving Aaron's cock grew more intense, more difficult to control, more achingly beautiful. He gripped the boy's hips, doing his best to control the boy's involuntary pleasure movements. His head was now swooping up and down over Aaron's cock so fast it was almost a blur. TJ had sucked many cocks in his life but this one was the youngest, the liveliest, and the sweetest.

"Make me feel it, TJ, make me feel it again," Aaron moaned. "I wanna feel it again, feel the feeling just like me and Tommy did, feel it inside me, feel it in my cock, ohh yeah, that's it, TJ, feeling better and better, man, you're makin' it feel better and better and better, and… oheiaerieho god, my cock, man, you're gonna make me do it, you're gonna make me feel it again."

Suddenly, TJ stopped. He felt Aaron's whole naked body go stiff, then convulse. He held the boy's cock in suspended animation, feeling it pulsate, then grow still harder and throb… once, twice, three, four, five times. There was no cum, only pleasure, only a boy enjoying his cock.

"OAOOWERHEHRHEHHGEHHGHHHHHHHHH…" Aaron grunted as he forced his cock deeper and deeper into TJ's gulping throat. He knew, of course, that there was nothing to gulp but that didn't matter, his orgasm was squeezing him like a sponge, determined to wring from his naked, young boy-body every last ounce of sexual pleasure whether he could cum on not. "OOOWWWGGGEHHGHHEHGHHHH… IIIEIAHEHRHHEHRHEHHHHEHHRHHGHH… GOEIEHROEHHGHEHH GOD, TJ, TJ, TJ, OIIEIAOEIRHEIHOHGHHOEIHOGIH TJ, SUCK ME, SUCK ME, YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM, MAKIN' ME CUM AGAIN, GHEOAIHEROHEOIHOIHERHEIIEIH YES, YES, YES, SUCK IT, SUCK IT, SUCK MY COCK, SUCK MY COCK, SUCK MY COCK OFF, MAN, OHHHHH YES, KEEP SUCKIN' IT, KEEP SUCKIN' ME LIKE THAT, KEEP SUCKIN' MY COCK, MY COCK… OEIHOIEHORHOEIEAEROIEHO GOD, MY COCCCCKKKKKK… !!!"

There might have been just a hint of pre-cum but there was no liquid pleasure. There was no salty taste of a young boy's first sexual offering. TJ sucked him soft then let it slip from his lips, as he reached out, pulling Aaron's limp arms, pulling him upright once more, then down into the water into his powerful, naked arms.

"Ohhhhh god, I love you," Aaron murmured, sobbing against TJ's powerful, naked chest. "That was the most beautiful feeling, the most beautiful thing anyone ever did for me… to me… ohhahhhhhhh god, TJ, I love you soooo much."

TJ knew Aaron's words were merely the love generated by sexual afterglow, but that didn't make them any less sweet, nor any less a powerful aphrodisiac. He lifted the boy into his arms, letting the water support them, feeling Aaron's legs wrap around his own incredibly slender waist. His own cock, pressed between the boy's ass cheeks, tempted him to indulge in the ultimate sexual experience, but he resisted. There would be time for that later. Aaron had barely endured his first blowjob. He was in no way ready for any more.

"How was it?" Tommy asked as he quietly surfaced, having swam underwater most of the way across the lagoon.

"Beautiful," Aaron sighed, as his naked, little boy-body continued to cling lovingly to TJ's. "I didn't cum but it was still beautiful."

"Maybe MORE beautiful BECAUSE you didn't cum," TJ finally allowed the boy down into the water between himself and Tommy.

"Whad'ya mean?" Tommy asked.

"Shooting your cum ain't important," TJ told the two pre-pubes. "It's the feeling, the love, the pleasure… holding, touching, sucking, fucking… shooting cum is only a messy way of ending it all."

"Cool," Tommy smiled. "I never thought of it like that."

"I've even heard boys claim it feels better BEFORE they start shooting cum," TJ told them. "And if you don't shoot in the first place, you don't have to worry about runnin' out of cum, either."

"Yeah…" Aaron smiled as the three of them settle into the long grass next to the rock where Aaron had surrendered his virgin cock.

Once more, a quiet, yet disquieting silence, fell over the three of them as they contemplated their naked bodies and the incredible, romantic beauty of their private Eden.

"You didn't cum," Aaron finally found the courage to point out.

"No," TJ eyed his cock, huge and hard, arching out nakedly over his powerful, hairless loins. He flexed it a couple times, making it jump and bob seductively. It was obscenely huge, long, thick, pink, and incredibly hard. He said nothing else. He knew Aaron was trying to decide whether to suck him or pass the honor to Tommy.

Tommy was discreetly quiet, sensing the moment of passing was upon Aaron.

Slowly, gently, Aaron reached out and touched it. His fingers were like tiny butterflies. TJ thought for a moment he might cum just from their touch.

"If you want it, it's yours," TJ whispered softly, neither encouraging nor pressuring the boy. He felt Aaron lean out and kiss it, then savor the taste with his tongue, over his lips.

"It's okay, I won't cum in your mouth," TJ tried to ease the fears he knew the boy was feeling.

Aaron smiled and looked up at him uneasily, then turned his attention back to the massive hard cock in his tiny hand. Then he opened his lips and took most of TJ's cockhead between them, but only for a few seconds as he once more checked the taste. Then, deciding there wasn't much of any, he sucked in a little more, all of TJ's circumcised cockhead this time, holding it, trying to get use to the texture and feel, it's hardness and yet it's tenderness. It took him a moment to get over the fact that he had a man's cock in his mouth. He was surprised there was no wave of revulsion. It was ONLY a guy's cock. He sucked in a little more, then a little more, inching down the magnificent hard shaft a quarter inch or so at a time.

"Hhhhhooooooo godddddd… Aaarrron…" TJ sighed lovingly as Aaron gave him his sweet, virgin lips now too.

"You're doin' good," Tommy gently encouraged him, intent upon the length Aaron was taking in. "Don't try to take it all, just what you can," he advised quietly.

"Feels nice," TJ whispered. "Nice."

Slowly, Aaron became a little bolder. He began to retreat, until just the head was between his lips, then slip back down. He was using his tongue, too.

"Ohhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhh babe, ohhhh yeahhhhh, yeahhhhh… yeahhhhhh…" TJ moaned, as he began feeling real sexual pleasure, now. His cock was so hot he wasn't sure how many of Aaron's long, leisurely strokes he could stand.

"Suck it, Aaron, suck his cock, suck him off, man, do it, do it to him, make him feel it, man, make him fuckin' FEEL it," Tommy seemed to be enjoying this as much as TJ, probably MORE than Aaron.

"Ohhhhhh sweet, soooooo sweet, sooooooo fuckin' sweeeeeet… !" TJ threw back his head and savored the feeling.

Aaron felt his fears slowly slip away, replaced by his joy in the realization that he was, for the first time, GIVING pleasure now, not just soaking up the kindness of others. He knew if he wanted to be a real player this week, he'd need to get past his virginal fears and attitudes and free himself from his protected past. He began to suck the cock in his mouth a little faster. It was big, but it wasn't impossible. In fact, it was easier than he'd expected, once he got used to it.

"Yes, yes, go for it, boy, go for it, suck my cock, boy, yes, yes, ohhh god, yes, Aaron, that feels good… that feels sooo good, sooo beautiful, soo sexy, soooo erotic, goeihohio yeah, yeah, yeah, Aaron, you're makin' it feel good, boy, ohh yeah, sooo good, boy, ohhh god, yeah, you're really doin' it to me good, I can feel the feeling getting stronger and stronger, Aaron," TJ warmly encouraged him now. Now, it wasn't a matter of helping Aaron shed his virginity, but his own growing pleasure.

"Get ready, Aaron, I think he's getting close," Tommy sensed correctly. He'd been in the sexual pleasure business long enough to sense when an orgasm was coming.

"Yes, yes, yes, Aaron, do it to me. I'll tell you before I shoot; I'll pull you off," TJ promised.

Aaron suddenly shook his head. He pulled off. "No, I want it… I want your cum," he insisted.

TJ blinked in surprised. There was a look of surprise on Tommy's face, as well.

"You sure?" TJ whispered softly.

Aaron nodded forcefully, now lavishing incredible sexual sensations upon the hard, throbbing, man-cock in his mouth.

TJ shrugged, a smile creeping across his face. "Okay, kid, just don't say I didn't warn ya."

Aaron sucked harder and harder. He was looking forward to TJ's orgasm now. He wanted more than anything to taste his cum

"Ohhhhh god, Aaron, I'm close, baby, I'm close, I'm close, I'm fuckin' close, man, I'm gonna cum, ohhh god, Aaron, you're gonna make me cum, boy, ohh yeah, hang on… hang on, ohh yeah, here it… it… CUMMMMMMMMMMMSSSSSSS! TJ cried out, as he ejaculated, his orgasm jerking him pleasurably with surprising intensity.

Aaron tasted his first load. He pulled off, choking, and spat it out. He hated the taste. But dutifully he held onto TJ's cock and dutifully jacked it off, watching in amazement and relief as a second glob blasted into the air and landed near the man's navel. Then another and another, one bigger, one smaller than the last. "OhhhhhHHAHHHHHHH GOD, LOOK AT IT, LOOK AT IT… LOOK AT IT FUCKIN' SPURT!" He cried in surprise and awe. He'd never so much as touched another cock before. Now he never wanted to let it go. "OhhhhHHHH YEAH, OTHER ONE… AND ANOTHER… OHHH GOD, YES, TJ, KEEP SHOOTIN' IT, KEEP SHOOTIN' IT, KEEP SHOOTIN' YOUR CUM, OHHH YEAH, YEAH, YEAHHHHHHHHHhHHHHHHHhhhhhh… !" Aaron behaved like a little boy with a new toy… which was exactly what he was.

"OHHH YEAH, MAN, CUM, CUM, CUM, CUM, CUM, OHHHH GOD YES, SHOOT YOUR CUM!" Tommy chanted as he, too, enjoyed TJ's powerful, ejaculating, orgasm. "KEEP DOIN' IT TO HIM AARON, KEEP JACKIN' HIM, MAN, KEEP JACKIN' HIS COCK, OHH YEAH, YEAH, REALLY MAKE HIM FEEL IT, MAKE HIM FEEL HOW GOOD IT FEELS, OHH YEAH, JACK IT, MAN, JACK IT, JACK IT, JACK IT!"

"ohhOOOHHHHHHH YEAH, MAN, WHAT A COCK, MAN, WHAT A COCK, WHAT A COCK, MAN… OHHH MANNNN!" Aaron cried in amazement as he inflicted a seemingly unending stream of naked sexual pleasure on TJ's cock. "Man, this is sooo hot, I love suckin' and jackin'… I can't wait to do you, Tommy."

Chapter 7

"Hi, Aaron."

Aaron looked up, startled by the voice. It was his father. "Err… uhh… hi," he greeted the naked stud staring down at him.

"I see you're enjoying yourself," Bryce smiled, sitting down on a nearby rock next to his son, TJ, and Tommy.

TJ opened one eye, gazing tiredly up at the father of the boy who'd just sucked him off. "Hey, man, what's up?"

"Apparently we ALL are," Bryce laughed, his own eight-inch [20 cm] monster not the least of them. "How'd he do?"

TJ propped himself up on one elbow. "You son has the makings of a first-class cocksucker," he told the boy's father quite honestly.

"Hmmmm… so it would seem," Bryce observed. "Son, wipe your mouth, you got cum drooling out."

"Oh," Aaron quickly heeded his father's observation, more than a little embarrassed.

"He did REALLY good," Tommy critiqued his newfound friend's sexual performance.

"Yes, I was watching," Bryce smiled proudly.

"You… you were?" Aaron gasped in dismay, unsure whether to reflect his father's pride or to shrink from it.

"Sorry, I couldn't resist coming by to see how you were doing," Bryce apologized.

"He's got a couple orgasms under his belt… well, he ain't got no belt but…" Tommy laughed. "TJ just sucked him off BIG TIME!"

"He cum yet?" Bryce inquired.

"No, sorry," TJ smiled. "But he's sure been tryin' hard."

"You give him his first orgasm?" Bryce asked, hoping he wasn't prying too much.

"No, I think Tommy here was responsible for that," TJ smiled up at Aaron's naked young pleasure boy. "From what I hear."

"Yeah, it was fantastic," Aaron confirmed, smiled warmly over at Tommy. "It was unbelievable."

"Thanks," Bryce patted Tommy on the back. "I'm sure it was a very beautiful experience for you both."

"We were up there on the deck, kissing, and… it just sort of… happened," Aaron imparted a few meager details.

"You had any orgasms yet?" Aaron startled his father somewhat by asking.

"Uhhh… well… yes, of course, Joey and I…" Bryce began.

"He fucked me HARD," Joey confirmed, just getting in on the tail end of the conversation as he joined them. "Your dad's quite the STUD!" the slender teenager told them.

"Like… up… up the… ass?" Aaron stared up at his father in awe bordering on disbelief. Even though the man was, even then, completely naked and hugely hard, it was still difficult for Aaron to picture his dad involved in such an obscene act of sexual pleasure.

"But I'm gonna get him back later," Joey told them. "I'm gonna fuck him so hard you're gonna hear it from one end of the island to the other when we cum."

Bryce laughed, though he wouldn't have minded if Joey had been a little more discreet regarding their planned sexual activities. "I'm… uhhh… looking forward to it," he admitted. What ELSE could he say?

"Hey, way coooolll, can I watch?" Aaron cried excitedly.

"Ulp… Aaron, I…" Bryce was stunned by his son's bare-naked request. He looked about hopefully to the others for support.

"Yeah, man, maybe you can pick up a few tips," Tommy suggested, no small amount of excitement in his own voice.

"Yeah, sure, I love havin' an audience when I put this fucker to work," Joey quickly invited. Then he looked down at his sexual master for the week. "When can I fuck you?"

"Well… I…" Bryce hadn't even anticipated any such act in the first place, and the thought that Aaron might watch, not to mention the fact that Joey seemingly wanted to schedule a time, left him very much at a loss for words.

"Well, why not right now… looks like you're both more than horny enough," TJ laughed as he realized the spot in which the boys had put Aaron's dad. He winked at Bryce in amusement. "Why not show the boy what ya got?"

"Ohh… now… guys… I'm not sure this is the time OR the place to…" Bryce began.

"Oh, come on, Dad I wanna see ya get FUCKED," Aaron teased.

"Aaron… !" Bryce laughed, stung by his son's blunt request, the embarrassment caused by the totally uninhibited sexual atmosphere on the island falling over HIM this time.

"Yeah, come on, man, lay on your back, I'll pop this fucker in ya and we'll really blast off for the STARS!" Joey put his arms around Bryce from behind and urged him down.

"But… but… we don't have any lubricant or…" Bryce started to object.

"Hey, man, don't fuckin' worry about that, I got a tongue, don't I, and lots and lots of spit, man, I'll have you all lubed up in no time," Joey countered as he eased Bryce down on his back in the soft grass.

"Sounds like you're gonna see a rim job too," TJ winked at Aaron, whose beautiful blue eyes were getting bigger and bigger by the second.

"What's that?" Aaron asked innocently.

"Just watch," Tommy told him, as Joey lifted the man's legs and bent to the task.

"Ohhh, my godddddd…" Aaron started, getting a sex education.

"Ohhh, yeahhh, go for it, man," TJ laughed, thoroughly enjoying the moment.

"Man, he's fuckin' kissin' his ASS!" Aaron cried gleefully, much to his father's embarrassment.

"We're well-trained in the art," Tommy laughed knowingly.

"Remind me to have you demonstrate sometime," TJ smiled over at him.

"Have your Marc do it to you, he's better at it than I am," Tommy told him, looking around, wondering where Marc had disappeared.

"Ohhhhh, man, this is wild… embarrassing but… totally wild!" Bryce didn't know whether to just lay back and enjoy it, or to turn beet red.

"Mmmm… ya like that, do you?" Joey was having fun. It wasn't often he got to be a fatherfucker.

"Ohhhh, man, drivin' me fuckin' CRAZY!" Bryce shuddered as his cock pulsated against his slender abdomen. "God, you got quite a fuckin' TONGUE in your mouth."

"WOW!" Aaron gaped at his father and the boy giving him such obvious sexual pleasure. "Does it really feel that good?"

Bryce was gradually starting to get past the embarrassment. "Oh yeah…" He confirmed for the boy's benefit. "Ohhhhh god, yeah, man, ohhh yeah, ohhhhh FUCK!, Joey, you better DO it, or I'm gonna cum without ya," he warned.

Joey was nothing if not fast. In about two seconds he was in, and another two seconds he was in to the hilt, no small task with his sizable six-inch [15 cm], wickedly curved boy-cock. "Ohhhhh yeah… yeah… yeahhh… ohh yeahhhhhhhhh…" He sighed as he enjoyed the insertion.

Bryce had been fucked more than a few times, but he'd never been taken so quickly, or so expertly, or so painlessly. Joey had a really marvelous cock, perfectly suited for such naked sexual pleasure, and it was obvious the boy knew how to use it.

"Hooooooo FUUUCCCCKKKK!" Aaron reacted in unconcealed wonderment at the sexual sight before him. Right before his bulging blue eyes his dad was taking a huge cock up his ass and was apparently enjoying it. Never in his life could he have imagined such a sight.

"My feeling exactly," Bryce looked over at his son, starting to enjoy the look of awe and dismay on the boy's pretty face. "Hooooo god, Joey, you're good… ohhhh yeah, good, good, ohhhh god, sooo fuckin' GOOOOOODDD!"

"So I've been told," the boy smiled down at him and rammed his cock in, yet again. "You've got a pretty hot ass yourself," he added, as much for Aaron's benefit as that of the boy's father.

"So I've been told," Bryce repeated his pleasure boy's assertion. "Feels like you've done this before."

"Ohhh, yeah, I'm the number one ass-fucker on the whole fuckin' island," Joey gloated, as he drove himself faster and faster, jolting the man beneath him with the incredible power of his thrusts.

"And the number one bullshitter too," Tommy laughed, cutting his friend down to size, even as he enjoyed the fucking exhibition as much as any of the others. "He IS good though," he admitted.

"Damn… fuckin'… right… I'm… GOOD!" Joey proclaimed as he emphasized each word with a devastating thrust of his cock. "Right, Mr. Bryce?"

"Yes, MR. Joey, you're good, no doubt about that," Bryce forced a smile. The boy might be good, but there was still a certain amount of discomfort mixed with the incredible pleasure his pleasure boy was giving him.

"Just let me know when you feel like cumming, and we'll both go crazy," Joey told him, his orgasm expertly held in check as he waited for Bryce to near ejaculation.

"Hell, no, I'm fuckin' ENJOYIN' this; don't stop!" Aaron objected. "You guys are really fuckin' HOT!"

"Thanks… I think," Bryce forced a smile toward his son, realizing for the first time the boy was rapidly stroking his own cock as he watched. The sight of his naked little boy masturbating himself was all it took. "Ohhhh yeah… ohhh yeah, Joey… Joey, ohhh yeah, yeah, yeah, go for it, man, any second now, any… ohhh yeah, fuck me, Joey, fuck my ass, fuck me, fuck me, fuck… MEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIEEEEEEOOOEIRHHGEHHHHHAEHGHGHG," Bryce screamed out in naked sexual pleasure as his cock erupted with an enormous, white, hot glob of his cum, jetting over his head like a liquid cannonball.

"OHHHHHH, WOW, DID YOU SEE THAT!" Aaron cried out in excitement as he saw his dad ejaculated. It was the most incredible sight he'd ever seen. "Ohhhhh, man, look at him fuckin' shoot his CUMMMMMM!"

"OHHHHH YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, DO IT MAN, SHOOT IT, SHOOT YOUR CUM, SHOOT YOUR… AGHEAIEORIHOEIH GOD, GOD, GOD, GOD, GOD, AHGEOIAHOERHOEIRHOHIOH GODDDDDDD… ! Joey cried as his own orgasm blasted from between his balls, his cum jetting deep into Bryce's sucking ass. He locked it down and spurted again and again and again, feeling incredible jolts of pure naked ecstasy with every blast. "AAAERGHHHHHHEHAHEHHGHHHHH… AHREHHHGHEGHGHHHHHH… AEIROEHOHGHH EAYYYYYY… OHHHH FUCCCCCKKK… OHHEHEHHH YEAH, PLOWIN' YOUR ASS, MAN, SHOOTIN' IT, MAN, SHOOTIN' MY CUM, SHOOTIN' YOU SO FULL OF CUM… OHHH YEAH, KID, YOUR OLD MAN'S GETTIN' SUCH A LOAD OF CUM, SUCH A FUCKIN' THRILL… OHH YEAH, OHHH YEAH, KID, DO IT, DO IT, JACK THAT COCK, BOY, JACK IT, JACK IT, JACK IT, KID, SHOOT YOUR CUM, SHOOT IT, SHOOT IT, SHOOT THAT FUCKIN' BABY BATTER, MAN, CUM ON, CUM ON, YOU CAN… HOOOOOOOO FUCKIN' JEEEEZE, HE'S FUCKIN' DOIN' IT, HE'S DOIN' IT, HE'S… OHHH FUCK, SHOOTIN' HIS LOAD ALL OVER HIS OLD MAN!"

In truth, Aaron's first 'load' was probably more pre-cum than anything else, but in despite this, the boy was getting off with one hell of an orgasm. "OhhhhhHHHHHH YES, YES, YES, DAD, I'M CUMMIN' TOO, I'M SHOOTIN' IT TOO, SHOOTIN' MY CUM TOO. OHHHH YEAH, YEAH, YEAAHH, FEELS GOOD, FEELS SOOO GOOD, OHHHHH FUCK, SOO GOOD, AHGHEHHAEHRHH GOD, I CAN'T FUCKIN' STAND IT, MAN, OHHH YEAH, YEAH, WOW, WHAT A FEELING, OHHHH YEAH, YEAH, YEAHHHHHHH…" It was the first time in his life he'd ever jacked himself off and the pleasure of it all, coupled with that of seeing his dad shooting his cum too, was nearly overwhelming.

"HHHHHOOOO SHIT, YEAH, YEAH, DO IT, AARON, DO IT, MAN, SHOOT YOUR CUM, BOY, SHOOT IT, SHOOT IT, JACK THAT COCK, SON, CUM ON, CUM ON, OHHHHH FUCCCCKKK… OHHHH GOD, JOEY, YES, YES, FUCK ME, KEEP FUCKIN' ME, BOY, KEEP MAKIN' ME CUM, MAKIN' ME CUM, MAKIN' ME… AHGEIEORHEOIHOHI GOD, OEHGOIEOAIEROEHORH GOD, YOU'RE FUCKIN' GOOD, GOHEIHROEOAIERHIEIIREHIH FUCCCK!" Bryce wasn't sure if his orgasm, or seeing his son's naked sexual pleasure, was more devastating for him sexually. Perhaps a bit of both. All he knew was that nothing in his life could have prepared him for this glorious orgasm, and the excruciating ecstasy he felt, sharing this incredible moment of sexual pleasure with his son.

"Hooooo shit…" TJ sighed, as both father and son gradually calmed down.

"HOTTTTTTT!!!" Tommy cried. This was NOT a run-of-the-mill day in the country, even on Calisto.

"Man, did you see all the cum I shot?" Aaron cried excitedly as he wiped a few drops from his dad's chest.

"I hate to burst your bubble, man, but I think that's all pre-cum," TJ broke the news to him. "I was watching, you didn't really ejaculate during your orgasm."

"I didn't?" Aaron slumped.

TJ shook his head. "Nice try though." he said, patting him on the back. "Man, what a fuckin' show!" He eyed the other two, as Joey slowly pulled his still-hard cock from Bryce's ass.

"Maaaannnn, I gotta get me some of them pills," Bryce sighed as he gaped up at Joey's incredibly curved hardness despite what that cock had just done to him.

"What'd I tell ya?" Joey laughed.

"I took one an hour or so ago and I been hard since… even swimming" TJ confirmed as he stroked himself a couple times. "Even after the virgin boy here sucked me off."

"Well, boy, I hope you enjoyed the show as much as I did," Bryce sat halfway up to come face to face with his beautiful young son. "I didn't expect things to move along quite this fast but…"

"Hey, it's a way of life here on Calisto," Joey told him. "The sex here is long and hard and heavy… you wouldn't believe some of the things I've seen… and DONE," he laughed.

"I can't WAIT to get fucked too, now," Aaron announced as his father winced in dismay at the boy's sexual enthusiasm.

"My son the slut," Bryce sighed in despair. "One minute he's a virgin, the next he's a stud."

"Man, anyone want to fuck me NOW?" Aaron was unable to control his excitement at what he'd just seen

"NO!" They all cried at once.

Aaron shrunk back in dismay.

"Aaron… I think… I think this is something you and Tommy should discuss," Bryce told his young son solemnly. "He's pretty big but I think you can handle him. Just DON'T go offering your pretty little butt to just any cock on the island. You may be a slut, but you're not a WHORE… not yet, anyway," he joked.

"Oh…" Aaron looked first at his dad, then Tommy beside him. "Tonight maybe?" He asked his friend and pleasure boy.

"Can I watch?" Bryce asked, trying not to grin.

"Huh?" Aaron choked.

"Just kidding," Bryce laughed. "Just wanted you to see how it feels."

"Uhhh… would you two mind doing it by the window though," TJ joked "… and leave lots of lights on."

"Sure," Tommy smiled. "Which window?"

"They're just kidding too," Bryce told his son. "Aren't you boys?" he added for emphasis, letting them to know, by his tone, that even on Calisto, there remained an element of privacy, especially for virgin boys.

"Ehhh… right," TJ reluctantly agreed. "Privacy," he didn't care much about the idea himself, but if the man insisted…

"Hey, anyone up to climbin' the falls?" Aaron said, suddenly deciding to change the subject. "I can't wait to try the fuckin' SLIDE!"

Chapter 8

Jean-Pierre Devaux posed seductively, sprawled out across the chaise, as he watched Alex work out on his Soloflex. Alex Nichols was in his early thirties, a man of powerful resolve, powerful body, and powerful sexual needs. The man was quite handsome, with a strong mind and body to match. His powerful eight-inch [20 cm] cock jutted up just as strongly as he bench-pressed 250 with ease, although physically he didn't have the traditional muscle-bound look of a weightlifter. Jean-Pierre gazed down at his own, slender, boyish, naked young body admiring and comparing it to that of his master. His own cock was a modest five inches [12½ cm] – not bad for a boy of twelve, he decided. His body showed only modest signs of approaching puberty. He had good genes. His shoulders were broad, his waist and hips quite slender, his legs shapely and lean. Alex told him that one day he'd have a perfect physique, but Jean-Pierre wasn't into bodybuilding. He swam a little but, for the most part, his major form of exercise was sex. And when Alex didn't have him flat on his back, there were a hundred other naked boys on Calisto more than willing to fill in. His sexual appetite was practically insatiable. Thanks to Alex's pills, he was always ready, naked, and waiting whenever another naked male body came anywhere within sight. Like the rest of his naked, young boy-body, Jean Pierre eyes were perfect too – large, brown, and beautiful, with perfect 20/20 vision.

Even though he liked to think of Alex as his 'master', and himself as the man's 'sex-slave', it was just a romantic illusion. He, like the hundred or so other boys on the island, was an employee and Alex was their employer. Every month, a sizable sum was deposited in a Swiss account in their names. By the time he turned twenty Jean-Pierre would be a millionaire. Alex didn't 'own' any of them. They were free to leave whenever they wanted. None had ever left. In the two years since the resort had opened, not one boy had ever even expressed a desire to go. Jean-Pierre wondered if any of the boys on the island had even considered the possibility; he hadn't. He never wanted to leave, although he knew, one day he'd have to. Except for half a dozen or so supervisory staff, no boy on the island was more than sixteen years old. Before his seventeenth birthday, an island boy was 'promoted' to a position in one of Alex's far-flung companies around the world, usually starting in the role of a recruiter for one of the dozen or so talent agencies looking for new boys like himself of great physical beauty, charm, and sexual endowment.

"Shower with me?" Alex asked as he finished his daily workout.

"Yes, master," Jean-Pierre smiled, as he obediently rose from his couch and followed Alex to the large, round, glass-enclosed shower area just off the bedroom. It was just like the ones in the newest guest quarters built a few months ago near the lagoon, except that, in this case, half of it was cantilevered over the edge of 'The Nest', as Alex's hilltop home had come to be called, while the other half bordered the bedroom area. He slid shut the curved glass door and immediately the whole enclosure was engulfed with an overall soft, warm mist coming from above, from the sides, and from below. It was like showering in the rain. Looking outside, Jean-Pierre could view the entire resort complex, some eight hundred [250 m] feet below. Towering above them, several hundred more feet, was Mt. Calisto, the dormant volcano from which the island took its name.

"Rub my back." It was not an order. Alex didn't give orders. He expressed desires.

Jean-Pierre soaped up his 'master's' back, letting his slender fingers linger and probe between the man's tight, muscular buns, the soap lubricating them as he pressed deep inside.

"Nice," Alex sighed in pleasure.

"Would you like an orgasm?" Jean-Pierre asked softly, his voice sweetened by his lingering French accent. His father had been French, his mother American. He'd grown up bilingual.

"Yes," Alex moaned in pleasure as he enjoyed the feeling that Jean-Pierre's middle finger was giving his prostate.

Without releasing his digital penetration of his master's hot, tight ass, Jean-Pierre knelt before him and slipped his lips masterfully over the man's enormous, hard cock. Mostly he was just able to suck the head, but from time to time he took an incredible amount of it, halfway down his throat in a move his friend Marc had taught him. That lunge never ceased to drive Alex crazy with pleasure.

"OoaoOOohhhhhh… ahieiherahehhhgh god, yes, yes, yes, Jean-Pierre, ohhhh yesssss…" Alex moaned, as his naked little slave-boy worked oral magic on his cock.

Jean-Pierre did it to him again… and again… and again… deeper each time, and with ever greater speed. He could feel the man's cock throb and pulsate between his lips. He'd sucked that cock THOUSANDS of times, taken the man's cum like the hungry boy he was, heard his master moan and scream with naked sexual pleasure thousands of times and, every time, it never ceased to give him almost as much pleasure as when he shuddered through his own orgasms.

"Ohhh yeah, go, Jean-Pierre, go, go, go, ohhh yeah, oh yeahhh, that's nice, boy, ohh yeah, suck me, boy, suck me, suck me, suck me… ahhhhh yeah, ohhh yeah, babe, feels sooo good, boy, feels soooo good, soooo fuckin' good, oahhahh yeah, son, suck me off, suck me off, suck me fuckin' offfff…" Alex used words like 'son', 'boy', 'babe', and 'kid' interchangeably as terms of endearment. They were easier to say than 'Jean-Pierre', though somehow not quite as erotic.

Jean-Pierre knew he was in the home stretch now. He sucked faster, probing deeper, tormenting every nerve in the man's sexual extremities, and goading him into orgasmic pleasure. Any moment now he would be rewarded with the man's cum. Alex loved cum. It was his favorite food. He devoured it voraciously. He was addicted to it. He couldn't live without it. He sucked hungrily for it.

"Get ready, Jean-Pierre; I'm gonna cum," Alex told him softly, quietly, and tenderly as he fucked the boy's face with his massive man-cock. "Ohhhhh god, boy, yes, yes, do it to me boy, do it to me, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna… ohhhh god… I'm… I'm… AOOERHEHHAHERHHHH GOD, OHEIERIOEIHOAHERHEHHEHRHHHGHEHGHHHHHHHH… UUEURHENGNGHHHHHH… UNNNGGGHHHHHH… OEHHEORIOIOH IIEIHGHEHHEHAHEHHGHHHHH IIIEAOIERHHHGHHHHHHGHH…" Alex grunted erotically as his cock gave Jean-Pierre what he wanted most. "OhhHHHHHHH BABY, OHHHHHH GOD, JEAN-PIERRE, THAT FEELS GOOD, THAT FEELS SOOO GOOD, CUMMING IN YOUR MOUTH, SHOOTING DOWN YOUR THROAT, FEELING YOU TAKE MY CUM, OHHEHHAHHEH GOD, YES, YES, YES, BOY, FEELS SOOO GOOD, BOY, SOOO FUCKIN' GOOD, OHH YEAH, KEEP SUCKIN' ME, KEEP SUCKIN' ME OFF, NOW, OHHH YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, BABY, THAT'S THE WAY I LIKE IT, OHH GOD, YES, YOU KNOW WHAT I LIKE, YOU KNOW WHAT MAKES ME FEEL GOOD, BOY, OHHH YEAH, YEAH, YEAHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh…" Alex moaned in excruciating orgasmic pleasure as Jean-Pierre drained the last few drops from his hard, throbbing, ejaculating cock.

"Thank you, master," Jean-Pierre rose off the man's still-hard cock and into his warm, wet, loving embrace, kissing him long, hard, and deep.

"I love you," Alex whispered between his lips.

"I worship you, master," Jean-Pierre whispered back. "Worship your cock, your lips, your naked body, everything about you."

Alex shuddered in the last, lingering wave of orgasmic pleasure when he heard Jean-Pierre's words. "You think we're clean yet?" He joked.

"Yes, Master," Jean-Pierre whispered back. Jean-Pierre didn't have much of a sense of humor.

"Water off," Alex ordered the voice-activated shower. It ceased immediately.

Together, they stepped out onto the large, terry shower matt where they gently dried one another off. Then the phone softly summoned with a pleasant musical tone.

"Get that, will you, luv?" Alex requested.

"Yes, master," Jean-Pierre replied as he padded nakedly to the bedside phone.

"Hello," he answered.

"Jean-Pierre? It's me, Marc."

"It's for me," Jean-Pierre called to his master. He stretched out seductively across the velvety, white softness of the thick, tufted comforter, always conscious of his incredible physical beauty and the eyes of his master watching him.

"Hi," Jean-Pierre greeted his best friend from down below.

"You busy?" Marc asked anxiously.

"No, we just finished," Jean-Pierre told him, his soft, sexy voice not much above a whisper.

"What'd you do?… never mind… I pretty well know," Marc laughed.

"I sucked him off," Jean-Pierre told him anyway.

"Nice load?" Marc asked needlessly.

"Always," Jean-Pierre replied. "Wish it could have been YOURS."

"Me too," Marc laughed. "Hey, I found something you might like."

"Your cock?" Jean-Pierre did have a sense of humor, but it was exceedingly dry. "I knew if you kept looking…"

"It's a cock alright, but not mine," Marc laughed. "One of the guys that came over today brought his fuckin' SON with him."

"That's unusual," Jean-Pierre greeted the news.

"And he's adorable!" Marc added. "Twelve, longish blond hair, incredibly cute face, a body to die for and he's a virgin… well… almost a virgin… in some ways at least."

"Some ways?" Jean-Pierre asked with growing interest as he gently stroked his cock.

"Tommy gave him his first orgasm, one of the other guests sucked him off. He's learning how to suck too, but…" Marc recited Aaron's sexual history.

"He's never been fucked?" Jean Pierre guessed.

"I know how you like virgin boys," Marc reminded him.

"I want to meet him," Jean-Pierre told him.

"I can bring him up, though I may have to hurry, before Tommy pops his cherry," Marc laughed. "You'll love him, he's sooo sweet… soooo sexy… soooo fuckin' HORNY…"

"Wait a minute," Jean-Pierre covered the phone. "You going down?" he called to Alex, who was across the huge bedroom brushing his hair.

"I'm going down to scout for a couple of new cottage sites," he told Jean-Pierre. "You wanna come?"

"No, I think I'll stay here," Jean-Pierre replied. "Bring him up whenever you can, I'll be alone," he told Marc softly.

"What shall I tell him?" Marc asked. "His name is Aaron."

"Tell him I want to fuck him," Jean-Pierre was nothing, if not to the point.

"I'll tell him… fuck, I'll think of something," Marc wasn't about to tell him he was going up to The Nest to get fucked.

"I'll be waiting with a hard-on," Jean-Pierre smiled in anticipation.

"Duh," Marc laughed. "Bye," he hung up the phone.

"Someone called?" TJ asked as he slipped up behind his naked pleasure boy and slipped his arms around him, kissing him warmly on the side of the neck. "I didn't hear the phone."

"Just a friend," Marc told him. "This is my cottage every week, it's kind of like I live here."

"Ohhh…" TJ turned him around, their cocks pressing tightly against their thin, naked loins. "Ohhh man, feels good. God, I can't get over what those pink things do to me. Man, I never had such a hard cock…"

"You get used to it," Marc replied, reaching behind him to the phone and pressing a small, hidden button. It was one of two. He hoped he hit the right one. The one on the left was a simple call for reinforcements. It signaled for another boy to join them. The other one they called the 'panic button'. It signaled for EVERY boy… within range at least… to join them along with any adult staff available. It was rarely used. Marc had never had the need, but it meant a guest was out of control, or there was some other kind of emergency, a heart attack, or fire – the most urgent need for immediate help.

Each boy wore a communicator hidden in his right ear like the tiniest of hearing aids. Attached to their scalp, hidden by their hair, was a thin, flexible wire, the antenna for the device. Few guests ever knew they existed but, through them, every boy on the island could be contacted. A tiny microphone was also hidden in each boy's hair. Pressing the left button on the phone activated it. It deactivated itself after five minutes to conserve battery power.

"You sure there's not some kind of stimulant in those little pink thingies? Seems like I can't even LOOK at you without wanting to cum," TJ made love to the boy.

"God, you're horny," Marc smiled, "I don't know if I can handle such a horny stud."

"Probably not," TJ laughed as their cocks did battle between them.

"I wish I could fuck you and suck you at the same time" Marc sighed, as the two clung to one another, arousing each other. Marc sighed. His words were code. They meant he needed TWO boys to help him out. One of them tapped once on the sliding glass door then slid it open. TJ was startled by the unexpected intrusion. He immediately released Marc, instinctively feeling like a bad little boy caught doing something naughty.

"Hi, Eric," Marc greeted his friend, who must have been just outside because he'd arrived so fast. "TJ! Looks like we're not the only ones around here with hard cocks."

"Eric," TJ nodded in dismay. Eric was about thirteen or fourteen, just a wisp of hair around the base of his six-inch [15 cm] boy-cock; he was slender, lightly muscled, and strikingly cute. His hair was dark, his eyes were blue, his cock stood almost vertical.

"I saw you two startin' to get it on." Eric joined them, his arms around both man and boy.

TJ looked about. Almost completely surrounded by glass, anyone within a hundred yards could see them if the lights were on. From inside, the effect was like living outdoors minus the heat and humidity. But from the outside, it was also something like fucking in a fishbowl. As much as he resented the interruption, he liked what he saw. He was starting to decide that every boy on the island was a living, breathing, Adonis.

"The island if FULL of peeping toms," Marc joked, as he welcomed Eric's kisses and his cock to their tight embrace.

"Hey, don't start the orgy without me." Another boy slid open the door and slipped nakedly inside.

"Craig, so nice of you to drop by," Marc joked.

"I was in the neighborhood and thought you guys might need my services." Craig smiled, insinuating his seven inches [18 cm] amongst the other boys' cocks.

"Craig, Eric, this is TJ, we were just about to shoot some cum," Marc told them. "TJ, I'm sorry to do this to you, man, but I gotta go run an errand; I'm sure my friends here can make you cum as well as I can."

"What?" TJ gaped at him, in dismay, at the sudden turn of events. The sudden switch left him in the hands of total strangers just when he was starting to become attached to Marc's own, personal brand of sex appeal. "Where ya goin', man?"

"I'll be back soon," Marc told him, deliberately ignoring his question. Then he slipped away, leaving Eric and Craig hungrily nibbling over TJ's slender, naked body.

Outside, Marc made a running dive straight into the lagoon and swam rapidly to the other side, then climbed out of the water. Within seconds he was nimbly climbing the sloping trunk of a palm tree as it arched up near the balcony of the Ecstasy Pagoda. Effortlessly he hopped to the deck and peered inside. He could see Tommy and Aaron lying out naked on the bed, kissing one another; he sighed in relief. Apparently he'd arrived in time. He slid open the sliding door and hurried silently inside.

Chapter 10

Aaron momentarily lost his voice. It didn't matter much though, because he couldn't think of anything to say anyway.

Marc wasn't sure, but he thought maybe BOTH boys might have been a bit awestruck by one another's incredible sexual beauty. In any case, the silence made him nervous.

"We came as soon as we could," Tommy told Jean-Pierre, breaking the silence.

"Would you two please wait outside? I'd like to see Aaron alone," Jean-Pierre asked. It wasn't a request; it was a command.

Marc hesitated. Tommy looked at both boys in surprise.

"Please," Jean-Pierre said, with a bit more firmness in his voice.

"Ohh… uhhh… sure… we'll be… be right…" Marc stammered uncertainly. This is NOT what he'd expected, not what he'd gone to so much trouble to set up, and definitely not what he liked, either for his own or Aaron's sake.

"Outside…" Tommy finished Marc's muddled thought.

"Thank you," Jean-Pierre said a bit coldly, not moving an inch from his seductive pose amid the velvet and pillows of the enormous bed. He watched as Marc and Tommy left, following them with his eyes, listening for the door to close. Then he pressed a small button on a remote control unit lying on the bed.

Aaron heard the door lock. It was a mere "click," but it sounded to him more like a loud "CLANG," he looked down at himself standing naked and hard. He felt himself trembling slightly. His gaze returned to the boy on the bed. He could hardly stand to take his eyes off Jean-Pierre for more than a few seconds. Seen more closely now, the boy was even more incredibly beautiful, in every way, than the powerful first impression he'd made when Aaron had first come in.

"Please, come here, sit down," Jean-Pierre motioned for Aaron to come to him.

"Thanks," Aaron managed to utter quite softly.

"Your father brought you here?" Jean-Pierre asked, his own voice almost as soft as Aaron's.

"No, Marc and Tommy brought me… ohhh you mean to the island, yeah, dad…" He felt a little stupid having confused what Jean-Pierre had meant.

"Your father must be a very loving man… a very unusual man," Jean-Pierre told him, as Aaron sat down timidly on the edge of the soft, white velvet. Jean-Pierre had the sweetest, most beautiful face he'd ever seen – brown hair, large, dark eyes, a soft, creamy complexion, a tiny nose, firm, but sensuous, lips, and high, arched eyebrows. No wonder he was considered the top boy on the island.

"Yes, I love him very much," Aaron relaxed just slightly.

"And he must love you very much to bring you here… to enjoy the many pleasures of Calisto," Jean-Pierre suggested.

"Yes," Aaron nodded. Jean-Pierre was nothing like he'd expected. Physically, he was even MORE exquisitely beautiful than he'd expected, easily the most beautiful boy on the island, but he seemed not at all like a young boy but rather like some kind of PRINCE.

"They said you were beautiful," Jean-Pierre told him. "They were right."

"Thank you," Aaron tried to accept the compliment at face value. "They said the same about you."

"And that you've just recently enjoyed your first orgasm?" Jean-Pierre questioned his sources.

"Yes," Aaron replied, not sure at all where the boy was leading him.

"And sucked your first cock?" Jean-Pierre continued the inquisition.

"And got my cock SUCKED for the first time too. That was really cool," Aaron added, to save time and move the conversation along a bit.

"You have a beautiful cock… very beautiful," Jean-Pierre told him.

Aaron smiled shyly, staring down at his sizable sexual appendage as it pulsated somewhat before him.

"Don't you think MY cock is beautiful too?" Jean-Pierre asked, apparently having expected Aaron to return the compliment.

"Ohhh… uhhh… yes… of course… very beautiful," Aaron replied to the cue. Actually Jean-Pierre's hypnotically bobbing cock had been the reason he'd momentarily lost track of the conversation.

"Would you like to suck it?" Jean-Pierre asked.

Aaron wasn't sure if that was a question or an invitation. "Sure," he replied.

Jean-Pierre just stared at him. "Well, what are you waiting for then?"

Aaron blinked, his eyes growing wider. It HAD been an invitation. He'd only sucked one cock in his whole life, just that afternoon. With TJ, it had seems so natural and such a loving thing to do, especially after TJ had sucked him off. Now, it seemed like he was being used, even ORDERED to service the pulsating naked cock before him. "Would you like to suck me?" he asked without thinking.

Jean-Pierre seemed a bit startled by the question but did his best to hide it. "Come up here and lie down with me," he told Aaron. "We can suck each other."

That seemed like a good idea to Aaron. At least they'd be on equal ground. He was growing tired of feeling like some kind of royal subject. The bed and comforter were much softer than he'd expected. It was like crawling across a cloud. In fact, he realized, Jean-Pierre reminded him of an angel on a cloud – a soft, pink, pretty cloud.. Almost without his realizing it, the bed had kind of rolled the two of them together and he was in Jean-Pierre's warm, naked embrace, kissing him. Just twenty-four hours before, he would have freaked out, kissing a boy… any boy, even one as beautiful as Jean-Pierre.

Now, albeit gradually, he was warming to the idea; he was gradually opening up, gradually starting to kiss as much as he was being kissed. He felt Jean-Pierre's hands, fingers, legs, and lips seemingly all over him at the same time. The other two boys had warned him that Jean-Pierre was an incredible boy lover in every way. They weren't lying. He felt Jean-Pierre's fingers close around his cock and felt them work their magic. He reached out for Jean-Pierre's impressive boy-cock. He'd barely touched it before he felt Jean-Pierre suddenly slip down and suck down on him. A second later, he felt Jean-Pierre's cock between his lips, then halfway down his throat. He tried desperately not to gag, but it wasn't easy. He did his best. Jean-Pierre had sucked hundreds, maybe THOUSANDS of cocks like his. He'd sucked exactly ONE, and not very well, at that. The difference showed. With barely a dozen strokes of his lovely, sweet, talented lips up and down over his straining hard cock, Jean-Pierre had Aaron teetering on the brink of orgasm. He felt Jean-Pierre begin to fuck his face. It was not something he'd ever felt before, not something he'd ever tried himself, and not something he was prepared for, or particularly liked. Still, he did his best, hoping the boy would cum, but hoping again he would NOT come in his mouth. Then, suddenly, without warning, he heard him grunt softly, and then grow totally rigid in his naked embrace. Then he tasted Jean-Pierre's cum, spurting straight down his throat. He had to swallow; there would be no spitting it out over an expensive white velvet comforter. Moreover, he really didn't have time to think about it in any case for a second later, he was blasting his OWN cum straight down Jean-Pierre's throat as the boy sucked him greedily. It gave him an incredible sexual rush, almost like some kind of drug high, though he'd never been high in his life, not even a beer buzz.

At the end, they both remained motionless, savoring their mutual sexual pleasure as their orgasms passed and they glided back to earth. Thanks to Calisto's little pink miracle pills, neither of their cocks got even slightly soft as they let them slip from one another's lips. Aaron felt Jean-Pierre guiding him back up into his arms, except that this time it was a closer, hotter, much more sexual embrace than before. They'd just shared their most personal, their most private essence. They'd never be the same again.

"You have much to learn," Jean-Pierre told him softly as they kissed once more, tasting their own cum on one another's lips.

"I'm almost a virgin, remember?" Aaron reminded him, wondering if Jean-Pierre would respond to his ironically amusing remark in any way. The boys had mentioned he didn't have much of a sense of humor.

"Yes, as you've proven to my satisfaction completely."

Jean-Pierre made no effort to flatter him or even be polite. Aaron decided he'd return the attitude. "And you really SUCK… good," he told him, pausing between the last two words for effect. Aaron decided that though he might be no match for Jean-Pierre sexually, he could match wits with him ANY day. If Jean-Pierre was offended, he gave no indication of it.

"When you've recovered a little, I want to fuck you," Jean-Pierre told him point-blank.

"I'm recovered, how about you?" Aaron trumped Jean-Pierre's last remark. He knew all he'd have to do was lie back and open up, as he'd seen his dad do when Joey had mounted him. Jean-Pierre, though, would have to perform and, not only that, successfully shoot another load of cum in less than ten or fifteen minutes. Even for a Calisto boy with all his pills, that was no easy challenge.

This time, Jean-Pierre seemed a little startled by his reply. "Very well, assume the position," he suddenly ordered.

"What position?" Aaron asked in genuine uncertainty. He'd seen his dad fucked, while flat on his back, but he'd long heard about "doggie style" and he guessed there was probably a couple more fuckin' positions of which he knew absolutely nothing.

Jean-Pierre smiled for the first time, though it was really kind of a sneer. "Hell, I don't care, pick one," he seemed to loosen up a bit.

Since Aaron really only knew ONE position, he rolled over on his back and drew up his legs.

Jean-Pierre reached over on the nightstand and picked up a plastic thing that looked to Aaron like a turkey baster, though it was, in fact a little smaller. It was a six-inch [15 cm] tube, about a half-inch [1 cm] in diameter, with a small, squeezable bulb on the end. Aaron felt it slide with remarkable ease up his rectum, and then he felt a kind of warm feeling as a lubricant oozed out. Then Jean-Pierre quickly removed it and expertly guided his much larger boy-cock deep into him in its place. Aaron winced but didn't cry out. It took only a second, but now, he was no longer a virgin. He was being fucked.

Unlike before, when Jean-Pierre had sucked him, this time he didn't seem to be in any rush. The boys had once more been right when they said he really knew how to use his cock. It was all but painless, and what discomfort he DID feel was easily surpassed by the incredible sensations of aching sexual pleasure he was feeling as Jean-Pierre used his throbbing, hard boy-cock to make love to him.

"You are incredibly pleasurable," Jean-Pierre complimented him as he fucked him.

Unlike before, what they were doing didn't seem quite so impersonal, it was more like lovemaking than fucking, although Aaron knew there was nothing like a feeling of love between them. It was almost like they were two young sex gods dueling it out. And apparently, perhaps through no effort on his part, he was at least holding his own this time. "You fuck good," Aaron returned the compliment much less eloquently. Jean-Pierre's cock, riding in and out of him, was exciting a kind of pleasure spot inside him with each thrust and retreat. It was driving him crazy with sexual pleasure.

"The best piece of ass I've had in a long time," Jean-Pierre proved he could be just as crude as Aaron.

"Coming from YOU, I'm flattered," Aaron told him, implying that Jean-Pierre was very much the island's chief slut.

"You nearing orgasm?" Jean-Pierre ignored the remark.

"Gettin' there," Aaron told him, realizing that he was, in fact, well on his way to a second orgasm in almost as many minutes.

"God you're tight!" Jean-Pierre gasped as his pleasure grew more demanding by the second.

"Enjoy me," Aaron gasped as he did a little enjoying himself.

"Cum with me," Jean-Pierre pleaded.

"I'm close," Aaron moaned.

"Me too…" Jean-Pierre gasped. "Ohhhhhh, god, I'm gonna cum."

"Do it," Aaron demanded.

"NOW?"

"NOW!" Aaron cried, even as he felt Jean-Pierre's first spurt inside him.

"AAEIRIEHAHERHHEHHGHEIEGHHHGH… AHERHHEHGHEHHAHERHHGHHHHGG… AHEHRHEHGHHEHGHHGHHG… AOHEHH OEOHGEIOIHEHGHHGHGHHAHGHHHH… AGHEHHHEHGHHEHHGHGHH…" Jean-Pierre let out several enormous cries as pleasure as he felt himself ejaculate at least five massive globs of cum.

"OHHEHAHEHRHHHGHH GOD, CUMMING… CUMMING… OHHH YEAH, FUCKIN' CUMMING… CUMMING HARD, HARD, HARD, OGHEOAHEROHOHI GOD, HAARRRD, SOOOO HARD, SOOO FUCKIN' HARD, MAN, OHH YEAH, FUCK ME, MAN, FUCK MY ASS, FUCK ME HARD, FUCK ME SOOOO HARD, MAN, OHHH GOD, YES, MOVE THAT FUCKIN' COCK, GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE ME YOUR CUM, GIVE IT ALL TO ME, OHHEHAHEHH YEAH, MAN, MORE, GIVE ME MORE, MORE, MORE, OHGIEHAOHROHEOIHA GOD, YES, YES, YES, YES… OEHHGHEHH GOD, YES, MAN, YES, YES YESSSS ssssssss!! Aaron orgasmed for the fourth or fifth time that day.

"DON'T HOLD BACK, LET IT FLOW, SHOOT YOUR CUM, MAN, FEEL MY COCK, FEEL WHAT MY COCK'S DOIN' TO YOUR FUCKIN' ASS, MAN, OHHH YEAH, FEEL IT, FEEL IT, FEEL IT, MAN, FUCK MY COCK, FUCK MY COCK AND MAKE YOURSELF FEEL GOOD, MAN, OHHH YEAH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, MAN, OHHH YEAH, DO IT, DO IT, KEEP DOIN' IT OHEHHHHAH FUCK, SOO GOOD, FELS SOOO GOOD, FEELS SOOOO FUCKIN' GOOD, PLOWIN' YOUR FUCKIN' VIRGIN ASS, MAN, OHHH YEAH, OHHHH GOD, YEAH, FUCKIN' YOUR ASS, FUCKIN' YOUR ASS, FUCK'IN YOUR HOT VIRGIN ASSSSSSsssss!"

Meanwhile, the boys outside were dying to know what was happening.

Chapter 11

"If Jean-Pierre hurts Aaron, I'll KILL him," Marc swore, as he and Tommy sat naked on the floor outside in the hall of The Nest.

"He ain't gonna hurt him. Aaron's a guest. If Jean-Pierre hurt him, Nichols would kill him before you ever had the chance," Tommy sighed, as the two boys slumped back against the mirrored wall.

"If I'd known it would come to this, I'd never told him about Aaron," Marc shook his head nonetheless.

"YOU told him about Aaron?" Tommy looked at him in surprise. "Why?"

"We're good friends, okay?" Marc told him. "And besides, I know which side my bread's buttered on."

Tommy just looked at him and shook his head. "Brown-noser."

"Fuckin' right," Marc agreed. In light of what had happened, he decided he deserved the designation.

"You boys may come back in now." It was Jean-Pierre on the intercom.

Both of them hustled to their feet and lunged for the huge double-doors leading to the massive master bedroom complex, which made up about 90% of The Nest's layout. Then they stopped, took a deep breath, and entered with as much dignity as they could muster under the circumstances.

Inside, they found Aaron nestled warmly in Jean-Pierre's naked arms, both of them lying out seductively amongst the soft pillows and comforter on the massive, round bed. "You guys get done?" Tommy asked, as both of them sat down uneasily on the billowy edge of the bed.

"We merely got to know one another," Jean-Pierre told him evenly.

"How many times?" Marc asked dryly.

"Twice, if it's any of your business," Jean-Pierre's words and tone blended to say more than either could have said alone.

"It's okay, guys, really," Aaron told them, sensing the tension mounting and trying to diffuse it.

"Come with me. Maybe you'd like to look around…" Jean-Pierre suddenly got up, changing the subject while offering his hand, helping Aaron to navigate the awkward softness of the overstuffed bedclothes.

"Sure," Aaron smiled. Actually, he'd been dying to do just that.

"You hungry?" Jean-Pierre asked, as he led them to the kitchen area. On the counter were fruits, some mixed nuts, and some crackers and cheese. In the refrigerator was a virtual supermarket of various brands and flavors of soft drinks. Each boy helped himself before they moved on to a spacious open dining area. It featured a low table surrounded by dozens of soft pillows on the carpeted floor, obviously designed as much for sex as eating. A floor to ceiling wall of windows looked out over the resort compound, hundreds of feet below. Late in the afternoon, as the shadows lengthened, the view was especially spectacular. From there they descended a couple steps to a large oval pit-like area bordered by sound equipment, a large video projector, an overhead screen, a wet bar, a fireplace, and one end of the sunken spa, which was the biggest whirlpool Aaron had ever seen. It made the one at his dad's place look like a birdbath.

"Man, you could swim LAPS in this fucker," Aaron laughed. It stretched in gentle curves alongside more floor-to-ceiling windows for 15 or 20 feet [4-6 m], terminating on the other end at a large, lava rock waterfall built into the far wall, surrounded by several potted palms and tropical flowers. It was almost a miniature version of the waterfall near Aaron's cottage, down below.

Jean-Pierre led the way down into it, making a point of holding Aaron's hand as he stepped down into the warm, swirling waters, lest he slip and fall. The other two boys followed.

"Welcome to the 'womb'," Marc joked as all four boys settled into the gently swirling waters of the bluish spa with it's dozens of blue, green, and white lights underwater, and hidden amongst the plants.

"Seduction city," Tommy smiled, as he made a point to sit next to Aaron.

"It's ultrasonic," Jean-Pierre told Aaron, as he flipped a switch, filling the water with high-frequency sound waves, adding a seductive "tingle" to the sensual experience.

"Ooooo, cooooooolll…" Aaron crooned as he felt Tommy capture his hard, throbbing cock in his hand. "Waaaaaay cooooooolll…" He sighed, as he tasted Tommy's lips.

Marc was a little surprised that Tommy should be going for Aaron, inasmuch as they were Jean-Pierre's guests at the moment, but Jean-Pierre didn't seemed to mind. In fact, Marc felt his hand on his own cock.

"Music," Jean-Pierre commanded, and there was music. "Movie twelve" He added pictures on the screen over the pit. It rotated toward his voice.

Marc was startled to see himself, Jean-Pierre, Tommy, and a several other boys in an orgy that had taken place several weeks before down in the cave. He'd had no idea he was being captured on tape at the time. The quality was incredible, the camera work and editing as graphic as it was artistic. "Hooooo, shit, I didn't know…"

"Now you know," Jean-Pierre told him, smiling. "The cameras are sound sensitive, zooming in on even the slightest murmur and capturing every detail of the action."

"Ohhhhhh, fuccccckkk, I guess… man, look at Eric go to town!" Tommy was stroking himself now as hard as he was Aaron.

"Man, I never seen a porno before!" Aaron giggled, a bit embarrassed to see so many naked boys, about his own age, all having various forms of sex at the same time. It was almost more than he could take in.

"If you'd like, we'll give you some to take home… some of you and your friends," Jean-Pierre offered. "Something to help you remember your endless days and nights of pleasure here on the island."

"Like I could forget!" Aaron laughed self-consciously. "Ooo, cool, Tommy, feels good," he told his beautiful, naked pleasure boy.

"Would you fuck me?" Tommy whispered to Aaron between his lips as their lovemaking became more overt.

It would have taken a lot to pry Aaron's eyes from the orgy on the screen, but Tommy's shy, gentle request was more than enough to do so. "Really?"

"Please," Tommy whispered. "I want to feel you in me."

"Now?" Aaron asked dumbly. He wasn't sure he knew HOW to manage such a feat, much less do so in more than three feet of water.

"Go ahead," Jean-Pierre encouraged him softly. "Enjoy your naked pleasure boy. That's what he's for."

Aaron trembled a bit as Tommy guided him to a sort of round, underwater stump-like seat in the middle of the spa obviously designed for such sexual contact. Once seated upon it, Tommy seated himself upon Aaron, facing him, guiding the boy's soaring hard cock effortlessly to his hole, then slowly impaling himself upon it, clinging to him, kissing him, holding him close as they joined their two slender, young boy-bodies in naked sexual pleasure. "Ohhh god, this is incredible," Aaron moaned, as he realized suddenly he'd done it all now. In no way was he any longer a virgin. He'd been sucked and fucked, he'd sucked and fucked other boys, and he was now a full-fledged sex addict, just like all the others.

"Don't move, don't rush, let me enjoy you," Tommy sighed, as the two of them kissed endlessly.

Only gradually did Aaron become aware that over near the waterfall, Jean-Pierre was also actively engaged in fucking Marc as well. They were a bit more athletic in their sexual pleasure than he and Tommy… and much more vocal.

Between the music, the on-screen orgy, the soft lights, the swirling water, the ultrasonic waves beneath it, Tommy's ass clenching his cock, and his own horniness; Aaron could hardly control himself. It hadn't been a half-hour since he'd cum with Jean-Pierre's cock up his ass. Now, with his own cock deeply imbedded in Tommy's, he felt like he could cum with no more than a few seconds warning. "Ohhhhhh, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, I'm soooo close," he whispered.

"Ohhh, god, I love your cock, man…" Tommy whispered softly, as it did incredible things deep inside him.

"I wanna cum in you," Aaron whispered back.

"Fuck me," Tommy moaned, as he unleashed his talented anal muscles on the cock within him.

Aaron glanced to one side and saw Marc and Jean-Pierre fucking like two dogs in heat. He began to consciously heave and thrust his cock up into Tommy's ass now, unsure if he could stand the massive jolts of swirling sexual pleasure he was feeling. "You're gonna make me cum any second," he told Tommy.

"Give me your cum," Tommy pleaded.

"Yessssss…" Aaron gasped his pleasure crept higher,

"Please… ohhhh god, please, Aaron, give my your cum, man, fuck me, fuck me, fuck my ass, man, I want your cum, I wanna make you spurt it up inside me, ohhh god, yes, yes, yes, Aaron, please, do it, man, do it to me, to it to me, fuck me, fuck me, fuccckkkk meeee… !"

He felt like he could cum any second. In fact, Aaron amazed himself that he hadn't already. "Fuckin' you, man, fuckin' you, fuckin' you, fuckin' you hard, man, ohhhhahh god, sooo hard, man, sooo fuckin' hard, ohhh yeah, yeah, yeah, feels sooo good, ohhhh god, sooo fuckin' good, yeah, yeah, ohhhhh fuccccckkkkk… I'm gonna cum… I'm gonna… gonna…"

"Shoot it," Tommy cried.

"aAAEHRHEHAEHRHEHHHEHRHGHHGHHHHHHAHHAHEGHHHHHHHH…" Aaron did.

"OOOOOOoOOOOHHHH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK… AGHEIOAHEORHOEIHROIHE FUCCCKKK!" Tommy did too, his cock spurting a trail of sinewy white sperm into the turbulent water between them, seeing it cling to them both. "OHHHAHHHAH GOD, AARON, FUCK ME, MAN, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, MAN, JUST FUCK THE SHIT OUTTA ME, MAN, HARDER, DEEPER, FASTER, OHHHHHGOD, FEELS GOOD, FEELS GOOD, FEELS SOOO GOOD, AARON, YES, OHHH GOD, YES, MAN, ORGASM WITH ME, MAN, SHOOT IT, SHOOT IT, MAKE ME FUCKIN' PREGNANT, MAN, I WANT YOUR CUM, YOUR COCK, ALL THERE IS OF YOU, MAN, OHHH YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAHHHhhhhhhhhhh… !"

It was the hottest sex Aaron had had yet. "AIEHEHRHAHEHRHHGHHHHAHHGHEH YES, YES, YES, TOMMY, FUCKIN' YOU, TOMMY, FUCKIN' YOUR ASS, MAN, SHOOTIN' MY CUM, MAN, SHOOTIN' MY CUM UP YOUR ASS, MAN, OHHHH GOD, YES, FUCK ME, BABE, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCCCCK ME, MAN, OHHHH FUCK, FEELS GOOD, GOOD, BETTER AND BETTER AND… AND… aheoierohaHAHGEIOERHIHHHAHHAHHH GOD, FEELS LIKE I CAN'T STOP CUMMIN', MAN, FEELS SOO GOOD… AGHEHHRHEHAHEROIAHEHRHHGHHHHhhhhhh… !!"

Off in the distance, both boys heard the raucous sounds of Marc and Jean-Pierre enjoying an orgasm too, but they were too lost in one another and their mutual sexual pleasure to care or hardly even notice. Tommy held him, neither of their cocks retreating an inch, joined at the hip, literally, but joined also in a sweet euphoria of sexual pleasure neither of them ever wanted to end.

"It's getting late," Aaron heard Marc's gentle voice somewhere, off in the furthest recesses of his brain, as he and Tommy continued to hold one another; they were bound sexually, as well as mentally and emotionally, to one another.

"The luau will be starting at sunset," Jean-Pierre told them, as he and Marc knelt in the water beside them.

Reluctantly, Tommy released the boy he loved. Aaron felt his cock spring free as Tommy lifted himself from it. "I AM starting to get hungry," Aaron smiled up at the other two boys. "All I've had all day was that banana a while ago. I guess I've been too busy learning how to cum and stuff," he smiled up self-consciously as Jean-Pierre helped him to his feet, then hugged and kissed him once more.

"We better hurry," Marc guided Aaron towards the steps, then up out of the water, while Tommy handed him a towel from a stack next to the spa.

"Ohhhh, man, fuckin' takes a lot outta ya," Aaron realized, for the first time, that sex was not only strenuous, but depleting as well, although it was hard to tell from the size and hardness of his up thrust boy-cock.

Tommy and Marc lavishly dried him off, then themselves.

"I don't usually attend these things, but would you and your father like to be our guests at the host's table tonight?" Jean-Pierre startled the two pleasure boys by asking Aaron. "Alex and I would be honored."

"Alex?" Aaron looked at him in dismay.

"Mr. Nichols," Marc quickly told him. "And it's considered quite an honor to be invited to dine with the head man."

"And his boy," Tommy added, eyeing Jean-Pierre a bit jealously.

"Sure, I… I guess, if it's okay with dad," Aaron readily accepted. "I've never been to a luau before."

The other boys all laughed. "And not one like this… I'm sure," Tommy told him.

Chapter 12

The path from each pleasure cottage was lit, every thirty feet, by a flaming tiki torch all the way to the beachfront pavilion, where the food was prepared and served in the open-air dining area. There were linen-covered tables rising barely a foot off the stone plaza, allowing guests to recline all around on hundreds of large and small pillows, as they ate. Aaron's dad had been as flattered as his son to be asked to join their host at the head table for the welcoming feast, at the end of their first day on the island. The ambiance was distinctly Caribbean, with a few borrowed Polynesian trappings. There was a steel drum band and more than a dozen young waiters with colorful head dressings, their slender, naked, well-tanned bodies gleaming in the sunset as they moved. Here and there, they wore body paint to heighten the exotic quality of their sexuality. Aaron had never eaten lying down. At first he found it a bit awkward, but then he learned to rest himself on his left elbow, eating with his fingers, rather than the wooden utensils. The flame-roasted chicken tasted much better when he could lick his fingers afterwards. Mr. Nichols and Aaron's father lay next to one another. Aaron laid down on the other side of his dad and, next to Aaron, was Jean-Pierre, who was far more interested in him than in eating. Tommy and Marc were both servers. At another table nearby, Aaron could see TJ and Trevor and Joey and Ryan.

As the sun set and the meal went on, as one course after another was served, they all began to grow full and, gradually, their attention turned more and more from food to each other. Around him, Aaron could see numerous men and boys sexually arousing one another, if not actually fucking or sucking. There hadn't been time, when they got back from The Nest, to tell his father where he'd been and all that he'd done that afternoon. Aaron noticed that Jean-Pierre only nibbled at his food. Mostly, he'd nibbled at Aaron. Aaron felt more than a little self-conscious lying out naked next to his father, while the most beautiful boy on the island "nibbled" at him. He tried not to giggle and draw attention to himself. Actually, before long, Jean-Pierre was doing a good deal more than just nibbling. He was gently stroking Aaron's cock. More than once Aaron looked over his shoulder to see if his father was watching. He didn't seem to be, but one thing Aaron was sure of… several of his friends nearby WERE watching, and it made him a little nervous.

"Your son seems to have made quite an impression on Jean-Pierre," Alex Nichols nodded toward the two boys, as they toyed with one another sexually.

"Jean-Pierre is YOUR son, I take it?" Bryce asked, eyeing the boy as subtly as he could.

"My son?" Alex laughed. "No, no, far from it, he's the boy I love… not unlike your pleasure boy… uhhh… Joey, I believe… only more permanent. He's been with me about six months now, and he's a wondrously sweet boy. Beautiful beyond belief, and incredibly sexual… fantastic in bed… soft, gentle, very perceptive…"

"You must love him very much," Bryce smiled knowingly, feeling a bit self-conscious, speaking so openly about such an ordinarily taboo subject.

"They look like they were made for each other," Alex smiled, wondering how long it would be before Jean-Pierre managed to get the boy's cock in his mouth.

"I can't thank you enough for inviting us to join you tonight," Bryce changed the subject, admiring his host's slender, lightly muscled, naked physique. He was quite handsome too.

"Well, it was Jean-Pierre's idea, really," Alex told his guest. "Seems the boys smuggled your son up to The Nest this afternoon and helped him shed some of his sexual innocence, if you know what I mean."

That was news to Bryce. "Really? He didn't tell me about that," he eyed his son in amusement, watching as Jean-Pierre fed him fruit by laying it on his chest for Aaron to eat.

"I just found out about it myself a short time ago," Alex confessed. "Jean-Pierre doesn't usually care much for these shindigs."

"Well, they seem to be enjoying themselves," Bryce noted in any case.

"Yes, and maybe WE should do the same," Alex suggested with a wink of his eye.

"Oh?" Bryce had come to the island for the boys. Hadn't considered Alex as a possible sex partner, not that the idea didn't appeal to him.

"If you'll excuse me, it's time I introduced the entertainment," Bryce got to his feet and stepped up onto the low table where they'd just eaten. He clapped his hands a couple times and the music died out.

Bryce breathed a little easier. He realized that he'd misinterpreted his host's words. As attractive as Alex might be, Bryce wasn't sure that he was quite ready for public sex, even though his son, beside him, and Jean-Pierre seemed not to care much who was watching them make love. Both boys were now kissing and stroking one another.

In a moment, the noise amongst the guests and their pleasure boys died down as every eye turned toward the stunning figure of sexual power addressing them. Then, suddenly, the man was bathed in a brilliant spotlight, further emphasizing and enhancing his incredible sex appeal. "Ladies and Gentlemen, I'd like to take this time to… ohh… sorry… old habits die hard… GENTLEMEN…" There was laughter among his all-male audience. He began again. "Gentlemen, I'd like to take this time to welcome you formally to Calisto where we DON'T separate the men from the boys." Again there was laughter and, this time, light applause. "I hope your stay with us so far has been highly pleasurable. And from what I can see right now, it looks… and SOUNDS… as if it has been… and IS." There was some self-conscious laughter from the guests. "That's good. Here on Calisto, here tonight, during the show, feel free to indulge your sexual pleasure as much as you like." There was hearty applause. "And speaking of the show, before you horny fuckers begin putting on one of your own, I'd like to introduce to you now, for your sexual pleasure, the CALISTO DANCERS!!!"

There was hearty applause and the music began again, a combination of live and taped Caribbean, Hawaiian, and Salsa as the spotlight blinked out, leaving them all struggling to adjust, once more, to the relative darkness of the torchlight illumination. Suddenly the spotlight came to life again, focused on first one, then five, then ten heavily-adorned, but still mostly naked, dancers in the center of the court where they could be seen by all the guests at the encircling tables. If every cock on the island wasn't hard before, they certainly were the instant they saw the Calisto Dancers! It started out slow at first, with a powerful, insistent, highly erotic beat as the teenage boys demonstrated some of the most obscenely erotic dance moves, together and separately, that any of the guests had ever seen. Even Jean-Pierre momentarily turned his attention from Aaron to the retinue of slender, muscular, naked boys with almost supernaturally huge, hard, arching cocks. Their choreography involved one another, as well as numerous excursions to, and indeed, UPON the tables, practically fucking their massive hard cocks and sinewy naked bodies into the faces of the crying, moaning, gasping guests. Already several men were up on their knees, frantically stroking their cocks as they watched.

Aaron was staggered by what he saw. His father was too, though he was beginning to wonder if exposing a twelve-year-old boy to such an incredible sexual spectacle had been a wise idea. From time to time, he tore his eyes from the wildly dancing boys to see what effect their explosively erotic performance was having on his son. The boy seemed mesmerized by it all, his eyes about to pop, his cock seemingly having grown another inch in just the past hour. Aaron's sweetly-beautiful face seemed, somehow, to have taken on such a lustful, hungry look that Bryce hardly recognized the boy. Like himself, and most of the others, the boy was wildly flailing away, jacking his cock in time to the music while, behind him, Jean-Pierre had his hands all over him, further arousing him.

A sort of low, groaning, moaning, chorus arose from the guests. Here and there could be heard the rising cry of an orgasm from time to time, some highly visible, others almost hidden in the shadow. The dancers became more active, the beat faster, the contact between them closer and more overtly sexual. It didn't seem possible, but the action was becoming more intense. Then, right before their incredulous eyes, first one boy, then several, impaled himself deep in the gyrating naked body of another dancer until, within seconds, there was an entire line of boys, winding about the plaza fucking each other. The place was going wild as several guests climbed over their tables and joined the sexual "conga line."

Aaron suddenly shot his cum. His high-pitched scream turning heads, not the least of which was his father's, as Jean-Pierre's jacking fist masturbated him through a devastating orgasm. It had all been more than he could stand. Yet even as Jean-Pierre drained him, he realized the show was far from over. The dancers, and those guests who had joined in, had formed a circle now. They numbered close to twenty and, with some difficulty, given the fact that there was a constant movement with the music, they managed to link themselves up as the first guy in line and the last joined up, cock-to-ass, heaving, thrusting, driving, humping, pumping, to the powerful, devastatingly sexual beat of the music. The spotlight danced over the gleaming, sweating bodies as everyone lost himself in the erotic pleasure of an heroic climb toward orgasm.

Bryce stole glances around the plaza. Men were now fucking and sucking one another all over the place. He looked down. Alex Nichols was sucking him. He held the man's head in his hands and wantonly fucked his face. It was the first time in his life that he'd ever had sex without realizing it. He felt his orgasm bearing down on him. Alex was one hell of a cocksucker. Out in front, things were becoming as erratic as they were erotic as the men in the circle began to cum, grunting, crying, moaning as they pumped their cocks and their cum into one another. Suddenly, Bryce felt his own cum explode from his cock. He raised his own voice in chorus with those of dozens of other men and boys as he blasted his cum down Alex's sucking throat. Beside him, he was startled to see his son, bent forward, hands resting on the table as Jean-Pierre wildly fucked him. It was at that second that he felt his orgasm climax, his pleasure reach its peak, his body lift off into the stratosphere. His virginal young son was getting his ass fucked by the most beautiful naked boy he'd ever seen in his life and, apparently, enjoying the hell out of it. He couldn't take his eyes from the pair. Alex continued to suck him. If his orgasm had subsided, he wasn't aware of it. All he could see was the glistening, slender, naked little boy he'd brought to the island now as much a part of the incredible orgy of sexual pleasure as he was. Faster and faster Jean-Pierre fucked his son. The boy was a marvel to watch, gripping Aaron's hips, thrusting with total abandon, moaning, groaning, almost growling with sexual pleasure with every penetrating invasion of his son's no-longer-virgin ass. Bryce was stunned by the erotic impact that seeing his son, having such wildly pleasurable sex, had upon him. It was staggering as he suddenly realized he ENVIED Jean-Pierre. He wished that HE were fucking Aaron. It was all he could do to keep from pushing the boy aside and taking his place. The music died down somewhat in volume and tempo, but there seemed no end to the orgy. The dancers had long since collapsed to the stone plaza from the sheer exhaustion of sexual depletion, even though there still remained not a soft cock amongst the lot of them.

Aaron was only vaguely aware, at first, that his dad was staring at him as he got fucked. There was too much else going on. He saw TJ also getting fucked by someone. It looked like Trevor, but he couldn't be sure in the primitive torchlight. He'd heard and seen his dad getting sucked off and watched with a sort of detached interest as Mr. Nichols had taken his load. Jean-Pierre was doing quite a number on his ass, and gradually, he became aware of the fact that they were becoming the center of interest for most of the others as they took their sexual pleasure in watching Jean-Pierre fuck him. Aaron was losing himself in the mass of naked sexual pleasure all around him when, suddenly, he was startled by the blazing light of the spotlight as it bore down upon them. Jean-Pierre was putting on such a frenetic, frantic, frenzied sexual show he'd managed to upstage every other sexual coupling going on. Aaron was only his prop. Every eye was upon them. Aaron could feel his father's eyes especially. He turned his head and looked up into them, seeing the look of amazement, and yes, even pride, through his own sex-glazed eyes. Then he heard and felt Jean-Pierre reach his climax. He felt the boy's cum explode within him. He heard Jean-Pierre scream again and again and again, even as he felt Jean-Pierre's cock trigger his own orgasm, the second in no more than fifteen minutes. He felt himself being drained. He looked down. Mr. Nichols was lying on the pillows beneath them, sucking his cock. He was being fucked and sucked at the same time, and the pleasure he was feeling, as his orgasm turned him inside out with such explosive power, totally overwhelmed him. He felt he was losing his mind. Only his throbbing hard cock and pulsating, aching, groin registered in his consciousness. He knew he couldn't be shooting much cum after a day such as he'd just had, but that thought in no way lessened the fantastic pleasure that consumed his naked boy-body.

Gradually, Aaron realized the music had died down. Even the band members were sucking and fucking one another. The taped music was now much more sensual than primitive. As he became more aware of his surroundings, he realized that Jean-Pierre held him in his arms on one side, while his father cradled his head, fanning him, helping him to remain conscious. He hadn't passed out, he didn't think, but he'd pretty well lost himself in all the naked sexual pleasure he'd been feeling. Still, even now, the sexual pleasure ached within him; his cock was still massively hard.

"I think he's gonna to be alright," Aaron heard his father tell someone.

"This must have been a little too much for one so young," he heard Alex Nichols suggest.

"Hell, it was almost too much for ME," Bryce sighed. "You gonna be okay? He asked his son once he seemed to be coming back down to earth.

Aaron looked up into his father's eyes. He nodded. The music had stopped. The crowd was thinning, but even now the orgy was far from over. Aaron could still hear the sounds of men and boys fucking and sucking one another. He recognized TJ's voice as he heard him cum. He wondered how many times TJ had shot off that night.

"I'll help you get him back to his cottage," Jean-Pierre volunteered as they helped him sit up. "You think you can walk?" The boy asked him.

"I think so," Aaron sighed, as he found his feet, steadied by Jean-Pierre and his father.

"I'll get a car," Alex hurried off. "Be right back."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to fuck him so hard," Jean-Pierre apologized for what he'd done to Aaron.

"It's okay, we all kind of got carried away," Bryce excused him. "You're one incredible piece of work, you know that?"

Jean-Pierre smiled and nodded modestly, hoping that under the circumstances, Aaron's father meant it as a compliment. "This way; I think the car's over there."

Aaron was a little unsteady at first, but slowly got to the point where he could walk unaided. His father still held him close, with an arm around the boy's thin, naked shoulders, as if fearful of losing him.

Once they reached the car, Bryce spoke to Alex. "I think we better take him to my cottage and have him spend the night there, so that I can watch over him."

Chapter 13

Almost before his father got him into the car, Aaron was asleep in his arms. It was only a mile or so back to Lust Lodge. Once they got there, Bryce didn't have the heart to wake the boy. He picked up his 89-pound naked son and carried him inside. Joey turned back the bed and Bryce laid him in it, leaving plenty of room for himself and Joey in the huge, king-sized sleeper.

"He just needs some sleep," Joey told Bryce as he lowered the lights to a romantic glow.

"Yes, don't we all," Bryce sighed tiredly. It was almost 11:00 p.m. It had been a long day, and an even longer night.

"Your son looks very beautiful, lying there asleep," Joey smiled, putting his arms around Bryce's slender waist, kissing him.

"Tonight was… something else…" Bryce kissed him back. "Much more than I would ever have expected. Maybe I shouldn't have brought him here."

He was having second thoughts, even THIRD thoughts, as he gazed over Joey's shoulder at his sleeping son, covered by the single, thin, cotton blanket, looking now so sweetly innocent it was hard to imagine the boy being the wild, sexual animal he'd seen that night.

"My god, he's only twelve, after all."

"So is Jean-Pierre," Joey reminded him.

"Hmmm… yes… don't remind me… god, you're ALL so young," Bryce gazed at his slender, naked, pleasure boy in dismay.

"And horny," Joey gently rubbed his cock against Bryce's.

"How many times did you cum tonight?" Bryce asked him.

"Four I think," Joey smiled. "I was one of the boys who joined the circle."

"God, do you do that every NIGHT?" Bryce sighed, remembering the night's wildness.

"No… not exactly," Joey told him. "There's an orgy of some kind every night, and entertainment, but… nothing like that. Even for Calisto, that was unusual tonight. It happens like that sometimes… the right mix of guests and boys, but usually… usually it's a bit more subdued than that."

"I'm afraid to ask what's on tap for tomorrow night," Bryce rolled his eyes, both dreading and looking forward to it at the same time.

"Tomorrow night it's beach blanket bingo," Joey told him smiling.

"Beach blanket what?…"

"Don't ask," Joey kissed his lips closed.

"My boy looks so young, so sweet, so innocent…" What he saw, when he looked at his son, was NOT what he knew Aaron was becoming, and it scared him.

"Don't say virginal," Joey joked.

"No,… I… I guess not… not after tonight… after today…" Bryce shook his head. "God, I brought him here to lose his virginity, but… I never thought it would happen so fast."

"Your son is not only beautiful, he's also very sexual, maybe even more than most of us," Joey observed. "You just unleashed it. Did you know he was gay when you brought him here?"

Bryce nodded. "He… we… we were pretty sure."

"And his mother?"

"Ohhhh, god, I don't even want to THINK about her… and NO, she's not gay," Bryce joked. "If that's what you were asking."

"No, I meant…"

"I know what you meant," Bryce let out a deep breath, releasing the boy, slumping down to the bed himself. He almost laughed. No matter how tired he was, his cock was still completely hard. He wondered if it would EVER go down again. "We share custody." he told the boy. "Aaron lives with his mom during the school year. I have him all summer, and every other major holiday. I shudder to think what kind of boy I'll be sending back to her at the end of the week."

"He'll be okay. In fact, he'll probably more well-adjusted for having been here," Joey told Bryce optimistically, as he posed naked on the bed beside him.

"Well… that had been my thought, originally, but…" Bryce looked back, over his shoulder, to see if his son was still asleep. "Now, I'm not so sure… god, did you see him… did you see him and Jean-Pierre tonight? I didn't know my own son. He… he looked like some kind of… some kind of SEX maniac there, tonight."

"Did you see yourself?" Joey asked, "You looked pretty maniacal yourself."

"Yes, but I'm 35. He's 12," Bryce worried. "I've practically fucked my way around the world but he's…"

"He's only 12, you're 35," Joey consoled him. "By the time HE'S 35…"

"Yeah, probably, he will have fucked his way to the MOON and back," Bryce eyed his pleasure boy in despair.

"No, I meant…"

"Listen, in all my life, and I've been to a few orgies… NOTHING… NONE of them ever compared to what I saw tonight… what Aaron saw tonight… what he DID tonight."

"We could put him on the next boat back," Joey eyed his guest cautiously.

Bryce was profoundly silent. "No… he's here now… the worst is over… sending him away wouldn't change anything. It wouldn't make him a sweet little twelve-year-old boy again."

"No," Joey smiled, as he sat up and draped his arms around Bryce from behind. "And six more days, and six more nights, are not going to turn him into a sex maniac either."

"Humph… I wish I were as sure of that as you," Bryce told him, turning his head, kissing the sixteen-year-old. "Look what it's done to YOU."

"You're complaining?" Joey kissed him back.

"No… God, no… I'm just saying…" Bryce wasn't sure what he was saying.

"I'm no sex maniac either," Joey told him. "I get paid well for what I do, and I'm fuckin' GOOD at it, but it's not who I am."

"You're hardly your average, boy-next-door all-American teenager either," Bryce pulled the boy down onto the bed, leaning over and kissing him.

"I'm gay and I've fucked and sucked a little more than most boys my age, but I'm not all that different," Joey insisted.

"A LOT more," Bryce corrected, rolling over, next to the boy, their cocks now touching, as they lay together at the foot of the bed. "I saw you tonight. I saw you do stuff with your cock… with your naked body… far beyond what your average, horny, teenage boy back home could ever comprehend, even, much less hope to match."

"I'm sexually talented and there's nothing wrong with that," Joey told him as they playfully toyed with each another's naked bodies. "But I'm NOT warped."

"You're sixteen. You'll be leaving here soon. What then?" Bryce asked.

"Mr. Nichols takes care of his own," Joey told him, confidently.

"I could take care of you, too," Bryce told the boy.

"I don't think so," Joey disagreed. "You've got one teenager… or soon will have. You don't need me to worry about. "Aaron needs you… your undivided attention. He doesn't need you to have a teenage lover.

Bryce smiled. "You're smarter than you look."

"Mr. Nichols doesn't take on stupid people," Joey told him. "We may be pretty, but we're not dumb. I've been promised a position in Mr. Nichols' bank in Switzerland."

"He has a bank in Switzerland?" Bryce laughed softly, so as not to awake Aaron.

"One in Zurich, one in Bern, actually," Joey told him.

"I'm impressed," Bryce toyed with the boy's soaring hard cock. "What're you gonna do, sweep the floor?"

Joey felt his face burn with resentment, but he controlled it. "It's a trainee position, kind of a liaison between the bank and the operation here. The bank launders the money and handles the boys' accounts. Mine has $935,000 in it right now."

"Shit, you're worth more than I am," Bryce told the boy, trying to mask his surprise.

"You ever fuck an almost millionaire?" Joey teased.

"No, but I got sucked off tonight by a BILLIONAIRE. Does that count?" Bryce joked.

"Several times over," Joey rolled his eyes.

"How MANY times over?" Bryce asked, as their cocks dueled between them.

"Eight or ten times over, from what I hear. I can tell better, once I get my new job," Joey joked.

"And your sex life?" Bryce inquired.

"We boys take care of each other too," Joey told him. "My friend Adam left just last month. I'll be joining him. We have a small ski château."

"And Calisto?" Bryce raised one eyebrow. He wouldn't have believed it possible, but Joey was actually turning him on again.

"I'll miss… mostly the boys… my friends…" Joey admitted a bit sadly. "Not the sex though."

"No?" Bryce asked in surprise.

"Calisto is an island of boys. Only young boys want and need so much sex," Joey told him, as they now rammed their cocks together. "It's fun for a week… a few weeks, then the routine… week after week… becomes just another job. The pay is great, but the hours are killers."

"You don't seem exactly tired," Bryce pulled Joey over on top of him, feeling the boy's cock working overtime to make him cum.

"I spend most of my time flat on my back. Why should I be tired?" Joey reasoned. "I sleep late, eat well, work hard, play hard, fuck hard… god, I AM hard, 24/7. What more could I ask for?"

"You certainly FUCK hard," Bryce moaned as he was learning, first-hand.

"The only way I know how," Joey told him as, indeed, he started ramming his cock, harder and harder.

"God, I can't believe I'm doing this… after tonight…" Bryce sighed, amazed at his own sexual stamina, as much as he was at Joey's.

"Doing what?" Joey joked.

"Fucking you," Bryce smiled, kissing the boy as he held him tightly atop him, forcing their cocks together… hard.

"Fucking… oh… yeah, I guess we are at that," Joey joked. "I fuck so much, sometimes I hardly notice."

"That's what I like about Calisto… sex is so… constant… no pretense, no forethought, just naked, sexual pleasure like this, whenever the mood strikes… wherever…"

"And with whomever…" Joey added as they fucked harder and harder.

"And HOW ever," Bryce added, his cock heaving and thrusting with incredible pleasure.

"I've not done this since I was a kid," Joey told him.

"What?

"Dry-fucked," Joey was cumming dangerously close to orgasm himself.

"That's what you call it?" Bryce fucked his boy still harder. "Ohhhh god, you feel good."

"You got that right. I felt GREAT!" Joey gasped as his pleasure climbed higher and higher.

"Cum with me," Bryce whispered.

"Yes."

"Close."

"Yes, Joey repeated, straining for sexual pleasure with everything within him.

"OHHHHHHH GOD, CUMMING," Bryce whispered, worried that their lovemaking might wake Aaron.

"CUMMING HARRRRDDDD… AAERHIEHHEHAHRHHGHHHHH…" Joey was also restraining himself.

"SOOOOOO HARD… AHGHEHHAEHRHHEHHGOD, JOEY, SOOOHARD, MAKIN' ME CUM SOOO HARD."

"FUCK ME MAN.

"FUCKIN' YOU, MAN, FUCKIN' YOU AND FUCKIN' YOU AND FUCKIN' YOU AND.AGHEHAHEHRHHHH FUCK, SOO GOOD, GHEHAHEHRHHH"

"SHHHHH, YOU'LL WAKE AARON," Joey warned.

"FUCK AARON," Bryce gasped as he threw everything he had into his orgasm with Joey. "OHAHHEHHHEHHHHHHHHHH, FUCCCCKKK… FUCCCCCKKKK… FUCCCCCKKKKKKKK…

"I'D LOVE TO," Joey joked. "BUT HE'S ASLEEP RIGHT NOW. OHHHHH GOD, YOU THROW A MEAN FUCK."

"TOMORROW," Bryce promised. "I WANT YOU TO ENJOY HIM AT LEAST ONCE THIS WEEK."

"I WILL," Joey promised. "BUT NOT HALF AS MUCH AS I'M ENJOYING HIS DAD."

"YOU SHOT A LOT," Bryce felt their cum gluing their thin, naked loins together. "I can't believe you got any left after tonight."

"OAHEHHHREHHHHHH FUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKK!!" Joey suddenly lurched violently as his final wave of orgasmic pleasure jolted him hard.

"Shhhhh, you'll wake Aaron," Bryce reminded HIM this time.

"Too late you already have," Aaron peered down at them over the covers. "Don't you horny fuckers ever SLEEP?"

Not The End, but…