Thanks to all of you who have written to compliment me on the story so far and to inquire about new chapters. Sorry I didn't get to write anything last week, but I've been busy. Hope you all liked "The Good Son," it was fun to write. In any case, here's part 4. I know it's not as long a chapter as I usually put out, but I hope to make it up by finishing Chapter 5 tomorrow night.
Watch out for legal junk below, and enjoy.
See ya.
This story is FICTION, written by an adult(well, I guess I am, though I
don't feel like one), for the enjoyment of adults.
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This story is based on the 1990 movie version of "Lord of the Flies,"
which was in turn based on the novel of the same name by Sir William
Golding. This story contains characters from the movie, plus a couple
I have added through creative license(read as: I didn't do my reasearch
thoroughly enough before I started, and ended up calling one character
in part 1 by another's name, and inventing a name for a second. Ah, well.)
This collection of stories should not be viewed as a "re-write" of the
original(the movie in this case.) These stories should be viewed as
scenes that were: 1) cut from the movie, or 2) never shot, but REALLY
should have been. These stories will not alter the story-line of the
movie in any way. I guess you could call this a parody: The same over-all
story, simply with a different emphasis.
NOTE: I did get all the names of the characters from the closing
credits of the film, but since they hardly ever called each other
by name, I'm only sure of the identity of six or seven out of the
twenty-five boys. So what I have done is assign names based on who
looks like what name. Ex: Hmmm, he looks like a <insert name here>,
guess I'll call him that.
If someone else has written stories using these characters, and the movie
as starting points, my apologies, I never heard about it(them), and would
love to read what you wrote--email them to me, or repost 'em.
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I hope to continue this story for a while, but at this time, I really have
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this IS a work-in-progress.
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Lord of the Flies
by Bane, boylover
Lord Of The Flies
by Bane, boylover
April 9, 1995
Chapter 4
Jack slipped Steve's dick into his mouth, swallowing it down his
throat. The sharp intake of breath was the only response Steve made.
Jack relaxed, and let Roger's forceful thrusts push him against Steve,
his nose burying itself in the warm flesh above Steve's cock. He
strummed his tongue against the shaft like Jason had showed him, and
listened as Steve moaned in ecstasy, while Rusty looked on, stroking
himself, and cupping his balls with his other hands.
Roger's motions became faster and faster, his panting filled the
clearing, accompanied by the wet slurping sounds his dick was making as
he pushed in and pulled out of Jack's ass. He was gonna cum, he could
feel it. His balls, which had bee slapping up against Jack's, had drawn
up tight against him, and he could feel his leg muscles tense.
"UHHhhhh.... uuhhhhnn... " he slammed forward a final time,
burying himself to the hilt in Jack's tight hole.
Jack could feel Roger's dick throbbing deep inside him, pouring
hot cum into his ass. As though a camera had flashed, the image, the
feelings, the surroundings imprinted themselves in Jack's brain, and he
knew he would remember this the rest of his life. There was a leafy
green smell lofting from the surrounding trees and bushes, almost un-
detectable under the salt tang of the seabreeze which was lightly
ruffling all their hair -- even Roger's pubic hairs which Jack could
feel tickling his ass cheeks. He could feel the hard presense of Roger's
shaft filling his butt, stretching it wide. And the stiff dick which
Steve was now actively trying to bury in his mouth, his fingers clenched
in Jack's hair, pulling his sucking lips harder against his cock. The
sweat dripping of off Roger, onto his back. Roger's hands, clamped
around his waist, to hold him still.
The sounds of their love-making had ceased and only their
panting breaths were heard for a short time.
Jack hadn't stopped sucking Steve when Roger came, but Rusty had
stopped jacking himself off when Roger stopped moving. Roger slowly
pulled out, Jack's ass grasping his dick in a silken glove, despite its
newly-acquired lubrication. There was an audible pop when he pulled the
head out. A narrow rivulet of sperm escaped Jack's hole and ran down his
cheek, to end up dangling from his sack.
Roger looked over at Rusty.
"Your turn." he indicated the upraised buns with a nod.
Swallowing nervously, but determined, Steve moved in behind
Jack, and placed the tip of his dick against Jack's winking orifice. He
put his hands on Jack's hips as he had seen Roger do, and pushed
forward. At first it seemed as if it would go in, but then slipped, and
ended up running up the crack of Jack's ass. He tried again, while Roger
grinned, and produced the same result: his dick ended up rubbing between
Jack's cheeks.
"You gotta hold on to it until it goes in, dummy," Roger
instructed, "Like this." and he grasped Rusty's rigid four inches in his
hand, placed the head against Jack's puckered opening, and held it there
as Rusty thrust forward. He let go when he felt the head slip in.
"Ahhh... Oh man! This feels great!"
Already loosened up and lubricated, Jack's ass wrapped itself
around Rusty. He slipped in easily, his hot little rod sinking deeper
and deeper into the wet and slippery hole. He pushed in all the way, and
stopped, savoring the feeling of the delicious warmth wrapped around his
dick. Blowjobs had never felt like this, this was unbelievable. It was
tighter than either his or Steve's hand had ever been, more slippery
too than their vaseline-slicked hands, or wet tongues had ever been. He
ran his hands down and under Jack's body, finding the enraged and thus
far un-relieved hard-on. He lay forward, running his hand further back,
over the (to him) large balls until he felt his own nuts, pressed
tightly against Jack's ass. He leaned back to watch his dick as he
began humping into and out of Jack. He was stroking Jack's dick when
Roger pushed his hand out of the way.
Roger lay on his back, and slid under Jack. Wet, sucking sounds
from under Jack sooned joined the moans of ecstasy coming from Steve,
and the wet slurping sounds Rusty's cock was making as it slid ever
faster in and out.
A strangled cry errupted from Steve, and Jack felt as if his
hair were being pulled out as he was pulled down over the pulsing
little shaft. Several seconds later, a similar cry was issued from the
furiously thrusting Rusty, who had only held up a few minutes before
experiencing his dry orgasm.
Both fell back, pulling themselves out of Jack, and sat down,
exhausted from the intense experience. Jack pulled himself up off of
Roger's mouth. He needed to cum, but he didn't want to waste the chance
being offered by finishing with Roger. He moved over to Steve.
"Turn over on your stomach." he ordered, his rod pointing almost
straight up.
"Why?" the boy looked up at him.
"Because it's my turn, and I don't want a blow job. If you're
gonna be in my gang, you gotta let me fuck you. You too." he turned to
Rusty who was looking at him and Roger uncertainly, and a little scared.
"Roger's gonna fuck you, since you're bigger than Steve." He wasn't,
really, Jack saw, but right then Jack wanted Steve, and badly.
"I don't know." the fear was evident in Steve's voice.
"If you don't, then you'll be stuck with the babies when I make
my own camp." Jack threatened. "Now turn over."
He straddled Steve's legs, and after running the banana peel
over his fingers, smeared the oily substance around Steve's puckered
little mouth. He pushed a finger in gently, feeling the muscles tense up
and try to prevent the intrusion. He massaged gently, rubbing the oil
in, watching as Roger did the same with Rusty. After several minutes, he
could feel that Steve's ass had relaxed, but every time Jack would push
or pull his finger, he would tense up again.
"Look, if you don't relax, it's gonna hurt. And you might as
well chill out, cause I'm gonna get in you."
His words had an effect, albeit a reluctant one. He felt the
hot vice unclench around his finger as Steve finally let go. Jack lay
down on Steve, parting the soft cheeks with one hand and guiding his
straining prick with the other until it contacted the virgin hole. Jack
looked over and could see that Roger had already enterred Rusty and was
slowly humping up and down, driving deeper and deeper into the younger
boy. Rusty hadn't made much noise, Jack thought, looking at his
grimacing face.
Steve had clenched up again when he felt Jack's dick brush
against his asshole. With a sigh, Jack gently pushed his finger back in
Steve. After several seconds, he relaxed again, and Jack pushed roughly
forward. For an instant both his finger and his dick were inside Steve's
anal ring.
A muted scream broke the relative silence.
"It hurts Jack! Take it out! Please, it hurts!" tears poured out
of Steve's eyes as his butt erupted in searing pain.
"No, wait a minute. Calm down, relax. If you hadn't tensed up,
wouldn't have hurt like this." Jack roughly told the squirming boy under
him. "It's your fault it hurts." He lay in the same position, not moving
while Steve caught his breath, and the pain subsided.
"O-K?" Jack asked, pushing more of himself into the incredibly
tight little cavity.
"Owwwh!! No, it's not O-K, it still hurts." resentment colored
the young voice, "But not as much." he muttered.
"Rusty, does it hurt?" Jack asked the pinned boy.
"No, not anymore. But it did at first." Roger was thrusting
steadily, still not moving fast, but getting there as left-over cum, and
fresh pre-cum mixed with the banana oil. As good as fucking Jack had
been, Roger thought, this was better. It was even tighter, the smaller
buns wrapping themselves more firmly around his cock than Jack's had.
And it was more.... _exciting_ somehow, fucking a boy that had never
done it before. Jack was great and all, but he had already known about
sex, and had already fucked and been fucked, when he and Roger had met
at the academy. It was still fun, but not as exciting as this was.
"See? Now relax, and stop being a baby."
Steve moaned as Jack pushed forward again, this time planting
his hips firmly against the tight little ass underneath him, his cock
buried at last in the sweet little virgin hole. He pulled back a little,
and thrust again, ignoring the groans coming from the captive boy. His
concentration narrowed, blocking out the sight of Roger boring into
Rusty's ass, the grunts of pleasure issuing from the lithe pair of
sweating boy bodies thrusting against each other. For Rusty was now
actively participating, pushing his butt back and up against the slick
shaft spearing into him, and groaning from the painful pleaure of being
butt-fucked.
Jack thrust harder, hearing Steve cry out, but not caring. The
banana oil was mixing with the fluids present in Steve's colon, making
his tunnel slick, allowing Jack to pump faster, push deeper, harder. He
had never fucked a boy as young as Steve before. All his previous
escapades had been with boys older, his own age, or at most a year
younger than he. He had never imagined this... depth of sensation. The
feeling of the small cheeks clenched so tightly over the part of his
dick that wasn't encased in the moist velvet heat, the little body
beneath him trembling with reaction-shock as he thrust deeply.
The wet, slurping sounds were now coming from he and Steve too.
Jack noticed that Steve had stopped complaining, although the face he
turned back towards Jack was still strained. The feeling was different,
Jack thought. It had never felt this good before, but that wasn't just
it.
His answer came a second later as what felt like electric shocks
passed through his body, intensifying and concentrating in his dick. He
lay still atop the trembling Steve as he felt his cock throb deep inside
the hot little hole. It felt different though. There had been a moment
of agony, a pinpoint of white-hot pain in his dickhead as his orgasm
struck. Now, as his member pulsed within the confines of the tight
bottom, it felt almost as if he had peed. Jack sat up, pulling himself
slowly out of Steve's ass. The inner walls of flesh seemed to stick to
him, trying to pull him back down into the warm wet cavern. There was a
pop! as he pulled free with Steve looking back at him. Jack grasped
himself, looking closely at his deflating cock. A small globule of
whitish, almost yellow fluid was wandering its way from his pis-slit
down his shaft. He had cum! Yes!
"Hey, Roger! I came man! I shot some cum." he waited for a
response, but there was none as Roger and Rusty continued to fuck. Roger
had already cum once, and Jack knew it would take him longer to cum this
time. He walked forward on his knees, and presented his dripping dick to
Steve, who had turned over when Jack pulled out of him. "Suck it."
He didn't want to, that was clear in his eyes, Jack saw. But he
looked over at Rusty who was still under Roger, humping back as much as
he was getting, and licking his lips, wrapped a hand around Jack's now
mature prick. He licked gently at the head, swirling his tongue gently
around the tip, before scooping up Jack's virgin load and swallowing it
down. He grimaced as the salty taste registered, but didn't attempt to
pull away. He licked at the head again before slowly taking it into his
mouth, and gently stroking the half-erect shaft.
Seeing Steve with his cum on his tongue electrified Jack, and he
began to get hard again. Putting one hand behind Steve's head, he
lightly thrust hip hips forward, pushing further into the wet mouth.
Moving only his hips, he face-fucked the younger boy until he was once
again rock-hard, then stopped.
"Pull your knees up to your chest." he ordered.
The younger boy offered no comment or resistance, only did as he
was told, as Roger and Rusty finally stopped moving in order to see what
was going on.
Jack grasped himself, and positioned his dick against Steve's
now loosened opening. He enterred hard, and slammed himself down against
the pinned body beneath him, accompanied by a grunt of surprise/pain
from Steve. Oh, man! It was even tighter this way, than from behind.
Roger and Rusty had finally seperated from each other, and now Roger was
repositioning Rusty as Jack had Steve. Without a sound he enterred Rusty
and resumed fucking him at a rapid pace. Jack thrust and withdrew, in
and out, push, pull. He was turned on by being able to look Steve in the
eyes as he intruded into the boy's heretofore virgin territory, and by
the feel of the smaller boy's hard little dick pressed up tightly
against his stomach as he buried himself insided him.
Roger was moaning again as he steadily pistoned in and out of
Rusty's tight little rear end. Rusty was panting with pleasure as the
large cock inside him rubbed against his prostate, sending wave after
wave of ecstasy shooting through his young body. At the last minute,
Roger leaned back on his knees, pulling out of Rusty, and jerked himself
off over the younger boy. The first glob of semen shot out and landed on
Rusty's chest, almost on his left nipple. The second landed on his
stomach, and drained down into his belly-button. The last dropped down
onto Rusty's dick. Milking the last of the cum out onto his hand, Roger
spread it over the boys rigid shaft and balls. He jerked quickly,
several times on Rusty, his slimy hand slipping easily over the hot
erection, before Rusty spasmed, his cock throbbing in his second orgasm
of the day.
Hearing Roger cry out as he came, and watching him jack Rusty
off with his cummy hand, and feeling Steve clench his ass around his
dick as he thrust was too much for Jack, and he shot his second load
deep into the hot little crevice, collapsing on top of the boy.
He looked over to see Roger laying half over Rusty, presenting
his own cummy fingers to the younger boy for licking. He levered himself
up on his elbows and looked down at Steve, whose hands he felt moving
along his sides, until they stopped on his butt, each on one of his
cheeks. With his dick softening again inside of Steve's ass, Jack closed
his eyes for a moment and congratulated himself. They had made a good
