Date: Sun, 21 Oct 2012 07:20:25 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jack Santoro <jackinnm1@yahoo.com>
Subject: Growing Up Intact, Part 12, Incest

Growing Up Intact, Part 12

By Jack Santoro

Jackinnm1@yahoo.com

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     "I'll do that right now," Billy answered. "Then you'll be able to see
how he likes it." Billy picked up the phone from the bedside table. When he
put it down he nodded affirmatively. "He's on his way." Ten minutes later
the bell rang and Billy admitted Mike, who stripped down as soon as he saw
us naked. His eyes took in our pricks, and his started swelling. Billy
explained the vibrator to him, as Mike had never used one, and went into
another room, returning with a different vibrator.

     "This is my dad's old vibrator. It runs on house current instead of
batteries, and it's pretty powerful. The attachment is for fitting over the
head." There was a cup-shaped attachment large enough to enclose an
adult-size glans, with vertical slits down the side at the open end. I
understood that this was a one-size fits-all, as there are so many glans
shapes and sizes. The petals were designed to expand with the taper of the
glans, and a thin rubber band around the opening kept them pressed against
the flesh. I got a hand towel from the bathroom and spread it on Mike's
abdomen as he lay down next to where Billy sat.

     :He's going to need some lube,: Billy told us. He spread some
Astroglide over Mike's quickly swelling bell-shaped glans and then steadied
his prick, grasping it around the middle as he slipped the cup attachment
over the glans. We watched the slits between cup's petals widen as Mike's
large flaring corona pushed them apart. Now Billy slid the switch on.

     "Ohhh, nice," Mike said as the low buzzing filled his glans with
sensation.  "I can feel that all the way inside the head" Dan crawled onto
the bed next to Mike's head, skinned back, and held his helmet under Mike's
nose to excite him with the musky aroma of his prick. Mike inhaled deeply
and smiled.  "I love that smell,: he said.

     "That's just low power," Billy told him. "When I push the switch to
high power you'll really feel it, but I'll save that fr when you're ready
to come." We watched Mike's scrotum tighten as the sensations worked
through his penis, and Dan snaked his hand between his thighs and cupped
his balls in his warm fingers. Greg sat next to Mike's upper body and
twisted his nipples gently. The veins stood out on Mike's shaft, further
evidence of his mounting excitement.

     "I never felt anything like this before,' Mike whispered. "It's really
hot."

     "The best is yet to come," Billy told him. Mike's breathing speeded
up, his breaths more shallow now. I was sure that the novel experience
would bring on his orgasm shortly. I saw a drop of clear lubricant drop
from the edge of the vibrator cup onto the towel, and then another.

     "Getting close," Mike said. Only the underside of his flanged corona
was visible, and I saw it had darkened. Now Billy's finger flicked the
switch to high power.  A loud buzzing filled the room as the vibrator shot
its magic pulses into Mike's glans and he cried out:

     "That's hot! That's so hot," as his legs started trembling and his
fists clenched.  Mike's face contorted, lips drawing back, and he began
moaning loudly. His hips lifted from the bed as he tried to push his glans
deeper into the buzzing cup.

     "AAAAAAH!  AAAAHH!" he bellowed as the first shock of orgasm ripped
through his body.  The bed shook. His head rocked from side to side and his
hips bucked again, and now I saw a drool of white cream falling from the
edge of the cup onto the towel.  His eyes were screwed shut tightly as he
shuddered again, shaking the bed. Mike yelped loudly, filling the air with
his anguished cries, as the sweet frenzy coursed through his body and more
white fluid dripped from the cup's edge. I knew his straining glans would
be throbbing hard inside the vibrating cup, pouring out another gush. The
sweet agony of orgasm, enhanced by the vibrator's stimulation, wracked his
body. His hips bucked again, driven by the intense vibrations hammering his
nerve endings, and Billy remarked:

     "Man his cock's really jerking hard in my fingers. The vibrator's
really got him flying." I cloud see that Mike was in a world of his own,
conscious only of a mindless ecstasy. Greg, next to him, was fully hard
now, excited by the erotic scene, clear drops of lubricant dripping for the
end of his hood onto the bed.

     Now Mike's orgasm tapered off and his body began to relax. Billy kept
the vibrator on his glans to let him enjoy the magic pulses until Mike
said:

     "Okay, that's enough. I really came hard this time." Billy removed the
vibrator and switched it off. He saw that Greg was again fingering his
penis, sliding the tight foreskin back and forth in short strokes so as not
to reveal his glans. Billy pushed his hand away and said:

     "Here, let me do that while you use the vibrator on me." Greg took the
vibrator from him and grasped his penis, drawing the foreskin all the way
back to expose Billy's mushroom right down to the ridge, and then slipped
the vibrator cup to engulf Billy's glans. Meanwhile, Billy jiggled Greg's
hood in short strokes as Greg had been doing, careful to keep the
strawberry glans covered. Billy lay back on the bed with Greg sitting next
to him.

     "Push the switch to high," Billy instructed. Greg slid the switch as
told and a look of pure bliss came over Billy's face. "I'm so hot I'll
shoot any second, he muttered through clenched teeth. The rest of us
gathered around to watch Billy's impending orgasm, which came fast, as he'd
been waiting the longest for relief. Billy's balls were tight. His body
stiffened, legs trembling, as he closed his eyes and tightened his grip on
Greg's prick. He'd stopped stroking it as he withdrew into himself, totally
focused on the insistent hot buzzing in his turgid prick.

     "HUNH!  HUNH! HUNH!" he grunted as the first shock of orgasm gripped
him. His hips bucked, thrusting his throbbing glans deeper into the
vibrator cup, and we saw milky fluid seep from the ends. He grunted again
as his hips lifted, and his face contorted, lips drawn back from his
teeth. His helpless cries filled the air as his prick throbbed, releasing
more cream that flooded out the bottom of the cup, down his shaft and into
his pubic hair. He yelped again as he shot another load, and then another,
his shuddering body shaking the bed.

     Now his spasms weakened as his orgasm tapered off, and in a few more
seconds he was still. He released Greg's prick as he sank into a daze, and
I realized that Greg needed relief, so I sat on bed and leaned forward,
grasping Greg's prick and skinning him back half-way. Stroking his hood, I
wrapped my lips around the tapered end of Greg's red wet strawberry. Greg
gave a sigh of satisfaction, and I knew my stimulation was not too much for
his super-sensitive tip. Although he'd come not that long before, he was
hot and ready for another, and I felt his glans harden against my lis and
tongue. Greg began moaning as I kept up the stroking and suction, and then
he cried out with agonized joy:

     "AH-AH-AH!"  as his first hot hard jet shot into my waiting mouth,
penetrating to the back of my throat. He blew another load that tasted
salty, and I swallowed hard. He was very loud as he sat shuddering hard
enough to shake the bed, and I worked my lips and tongue around his glans,
pushing his foreskin back all the way. I had to hold it tightly or it would
have slipped forward again, sliding downhill over his tapered glans as his
ridge was not high enough to lock it in place.  Now I had Greg's entire
glans in my mouth and I felt it throb sharply as it shot another thin
powerful jet down my throat.

     He was really into it, thrusting his hot hard prick deeper into my
mouth, reaching for more sensations. His tip gave another hard htrob and
spewed another hot salty jet into my mouth, which I avidly swallowed. Still
holding his thick tight foreskin all the way back, I twisted my head to
aply sideways friction to his glans, provoking a final spasm that released
another jet. Now his prick settled down to a steady dribble, although it
still twitched when I rotated my lips or tongued his slit.

     "OH, OH, too sensitive!" I heard hum cry out, and I quickly removed my
mouth and let his foreskin slide down to protect his super-sensitive
glans. Greg's breathing had slowed, and his body was relaxing, all the
pent-up tension dissolving as he slipped into the delicious daze of the
after-shock. I felt warm fingers around my prick and looked down to see Dan
looking up at me as he rhythmically squeezed my glans through my foreskin.

     "You're half-hard, Bro," he said. "I bet I know why." Dan and I often
sensed each other's moods, and even specific thoughts. I looked at him,
puzzled, and he went on: "When you felt Greg's jets in your mouth I bet you
thought how nice they'd feel shooting into your cock." He was right.  At
the back of m mind had been the thought of how erotic it would be to have
those powerful jets lancing into my pouting orifice and shooting al the way
down the length of my shaft.

     "Yeah," I replied, "but I don't think it would ever happen. When I
dock him, his tip's right alongside mine, not end to end. He shoots into my
groove, but never down my hole."

     "Still, you were thinking about it," Dan said. "That's what made your
cock swell while he was shooting into your mouth."

     "Oh, I was, and the thought was really hot," I admitted. "If you'd
ever had someone's hot cream shoot down your slit it would turn you on
too."  Later, on the way home, Dan told me:

     "I talked with Billy. He said you and I and Greg can come over Friday
afternoon and we'll try something new. First, Billy and I will dock using
the buddy sleeve while you and Greg watch. That way, you'll both be hot by
the time we finish. Then Billy will stroke you, working your skin back and
forth, being careful not to cover your hole. I'll work Greg's skin, and
when he's ready to come I'll skin him back enough tofree his hole so I can
line it up with yours.  Since your hole pouts, it's an easy ragert and I
think I can aim his jet right into it. How does that sound?"

     "That sounds great if we can do it. Thanks for arranging that, Dan.
I'll appreciate it whether it works or not." I appreciated Dan's
thoughtfulness.

     "You always look out for me, Jack. It's the least I can do. Anyway,
Billy and I will get the thrill of watching it come off."