Date: Wed, 28 Nov 2012 08:35:02 -0800 (PST)
From: Jack Santoro <jackinnm1@yahoo.com>
Subject: Growing Up Intact, Part 25, Incest

Growing Up Intact, Part 25

By Jack Santoro

Jackinnm1@yahoo.com

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     When Dan and I got home, I got on the Internet and searched for a
foreskin stretching kit that I'd seen advertised months before. I'd come
across it by accident, as neither of us had excessively tight foreskins. I
ordered it, specifying air shipment, as I wanted to be sure I'd have it
before Saturday.

     "Think it'll work?" Dan asked me.

     "I'm pretty sure it will. This is made in China, and a couple of years
ago I saw a translation of a Chinese medical article that said Chinese
doctors were using this balloon technique on men with phimosis to loosen
the foreskin. They don't believe in circumcision over there. American
doctors would immediately want to cut off a tight foreskin, but they
believe in preserving it. They've had a lot of success with this. It works
about 98 percent of the time."

     The following Saturday we arrived at Billy's house to find Stan
already there with Billy. Both were naked and we stripped down right
away. I laid the Chinese balloon kit on the coffee table to explain its use
to Stan.

     "There's an instruction booklet with this, but it's pretty simple. You
use this plastic probe to ensure there are no adhesions and then to push
this finger-shaped balloon inside your foreskin. Then this rubber bulb
attaches to it, and you inflate the balloon as much as you can
comfortably. Finally, you use this clamp to close the balloon's end and
remove the bulb. That's it. You can keep it in while urinating so you can
wear it 24 hours a day."

     "Can he keep it in while coming?" Billy asked.

     "It doesn't say that in the instructions but I don't see why not," I
replied.  "Anyway, the steady tension will stretch his foreskin out within
a few weeks."

     "Can I put it in now?" Stan asked. I nodded affirmatively and he
picked up the plastic probe, inserting it inside his hood along the
top. "Well, now I know there's room for it on the top side of my tip," he
said. He put a balloon on the probe and lubricated it with a tube of
water-based jelly that came with the kit. Then he slipped it inside his
foreskin, and we saw the outline of the probe reach right to hs
corona. Handling his prick had made it start to swell. Mine was swelling
too, from watching him. He attached the rubber bulb and squeezed it several
times. We saw his foreskin start to stretch out laterally as the balloon
inflated. When he was satisfied he had enough air in it, he slipped the
clamp on between the bulb and his foreskin, sealing the end.  He detached
the bulb and sat back, satisfied. I saw that Billy and Dan were also
getting erections from this. Billy spoke up:

     "Well, we've also gotten hot from this. We're going to have to relieve
ourselves, but I think I'll get out the vibrator. That should make Stan
come without our having to stroke his skin." He led us into the bedroom,
where there already was a large towel spread on the bed.

     "Stan, you go first," he said. "Sit there right in the center and
we'll work on you." Taking the vibrator from the bedside drawer, he sat in
between Stan's outstretched legs and grasped his prick with his left hand,
holding it pointing straight up. Switching on the vibrator, he touched it
to the underside of Stan's prick right where the gee-string lay inside the
tight hood. Stan gasped slightly as the vibrations probed into this penis,
and after a few seconds his scrotum began to lift. Dan sat behind him,
pulling gently at his nipples and I caressed the insides of his thighs.

     "Oh, that all feels so good," Stan said breathily, leaning back on his
arms.  None of us touched our own pricks or each other's, as we were
concentrating all out efforts on Stan.

     "This is really turning you on, isn't it?" Billy asked Stan.

     "Oh, yeah, it is," Stan answered in a whisper. "That vibrator's gonna
make me come fast." Billy switched the vibrator to high speed and pressed
it harder into the underside of Stan's glans. Stan's body tensed suddenly
at the increase in sensation. I knew that the buzzing must be filling his
glans and gee-string, and permeating his entire shaft. I shifted my hand to
Stan's scrotum, fingertips pressing into the skin behind his balls. His
eyes were fixed on his prick, and it was easy to imagine what he was
feeling, as I'd felt the vibrator's effects on my own prick many times. I
felt a slight tickle in the root of my prick as a drop of natural lubricant
began crawling up my tube.

     "He's right on the edge," Billy announced. "His cock's harder than
before." Stan's breathing was fast and shallow, confirming Billy's
opinion. We watched avidly, waiting for Stan's orgasm to launch. Now I
heard Stan hiss as his body tensed, and I felt a sharp pulse behind his
scrotum. A moment later a long thin jet squirted from inside his foreskin,
arcing high into the air before landing on the towel. His body shuddered
and his second jet shot out to land on Billy's hard prick.

     "That's it, go for it," Billy murmured as he held the vibrator against
Stan's foreskin, right over the gee-string. Another thin hard jet erupted
as Stan gasped. Stan was completely enthralled by his orgasm, hissing and
sighing loudly as wave after wave of sensation flooded his body. His
straining prick released another narrow jet, and I felt another drop of
fluid seep into my urethra. My fingers were pressed against Stan's
perineum, behind his balls, and I felt the pulse there as Stan released his
fifth ejaculation. His urethra pulsed again, evidence of a sixth discharge,
and I knew he was having a super orgasm, thanks to the vibrator.

     Now only a couple of drops of fluid seeped from the end of his
foreskin. Billy removed the vibrator and turned it off as Stan's prick
began shrinking. We watched his prick return to its normal limp state, but
with a prominent bulge at the end where the balloon was keeping his
foreskin stretched out. Stan closed his eyes as the daze overtook him, and
he lay still.

     "You ready for the vibrator, Dan?" Billy asked. Dan nodded and Billy
grasped his prick around mid-shaft, slowly pulling down to make the
foreskin retreat from the front dome of his helmet. As Dan's foreskin
orifice stretched over his tip, the business end, with its long slit, came
into view. Dan's helmet was very wet and slippery, and we smelled the
delicious male aroma of glans and foreskin. I moved next to my younger
brother, admiring his 6 1/2" erection as I slipped my hand between his legs
to tickle his scrotal hairs. Billy began stroking Dan's hood up and down,
slowly and deliberately, and we watched Dan's body respond to the
stimulation. His scrotum tightened against his perineum, and I cupped it
with my warm fingers, lightly pressing my fingertips into the skin behind
it. I wanted to feel the pulse of sperm in his urethra when he started to
come.

     "Since your skin goes back, I can put the vibrator right on your
gee-string," Billy said as he stopped stroking and held Dan's foreskin
tightly back, putting tension on his frenulum. He pressed the vibrator's
tip into the v-shaped groove on the underside of his glans, making Dan sigh
deeply as the buzzing probed into his nerve-rich gee-string. I knew exactly
what he was feeling, as his prick was very similar to mine and I reacted
the same way to the stimulation. I felt my glans and foreskin become very
wet as I watched Billy slowly moving the vibrator tip up and down along the
frenulum. A drop of clear viscous liquid spread the long lips of Dan's
slit, oozing down the groove under the glans to lubricate the vibrator tip
as it slid smoothly along the gee-string, sending its magic buzzing deeply
into the nerve endings.

     "Oh, Dan, your tip's getting darker," I murmured. I knew he was
quickly approaching the point of no return, the decisive moment when the
vibrator would trigger his orgasm and his prick's root would go into
spasms, throbbing with each discharge. I lifted my left hand and flicked
the ridge of his helmet with my thumb, adding to the stimulation. Dan's
eyes widened and he murmured:

     "Oh, Bro, Oh, Oh, Oh." As the sensations enveloped his hot hard glans
from top and bottom. His purple helmet was in its final swelling, and his
corona felt rock-hard under my thumb as I caressed its nerve endings. Now
Billy said softly:

     "I'm gonna send him over the edge," as he flicked the switch to
high. The vibrator's sound was suddenly louder and Dan's body shuddered as
his eyes closed. His jaw dropped, and then I felt a hard pulse in his
urethra. Dan howled:

     "AAAAAAHHHHH!"  as the first gush or hot cream surged from his long
slit. I knew Billy had felt his prick throb between his fingers as the
orgasm had launched, and now he was pressing the vibrator hard into the
underside of my kid brother's helmet.

     Dan shuddered again, howling helplessly as the overwhelming sensations
flooded his prick, bringing forth another hot torrent of sperm that surged
through the lips of his slit. I felt his throbs in my thumb, which was
rubbing hard against his ridge. Billy and I were intent on making Dan's
beautiful prick ejaculate as many times as possible, and were vicariously
enjoying the orgasm as if it were our own. I quickly glanced over to see
clear drops fill Billy's foreskin pucker, and knew that his mushroom head
was secreting a heavy flow of lubricant.

     Dan's straining prick shot another white stream into the air as he
cried out helplessly, totally captivated in the sweet agony of his
orgasm. The vibrator's relentless buzzing filled his throbbing prick and
brought forth another cry and another jet. My thumb was flicking over Dan's
hard and engorged corona, adding to the pleasure the vibrator was sending
through his straining penis. I knew Dan's mind was totally focused on the
sensations in his groin, because I too lost my awareness of the world
outside my body before and during orgasm.

     I felt another pulse in his urethra as another gush of sperm poured
from the business end of his glans, this time running down the vee-groove
and lubricating the vibrator's tip as it probed into his nerve endings. My
prick twitched at the sight, and I was concerned I'd lose it
prematurely. Both Billy and I were very aroused by watching and feeling
Dan's orgasm, and I knew we wouldn't last long when our turn came.

     I felt Dan's body begin to relax now that he'd stopped ejaculating,
although some sperm still seeped from the lips of his long slit. Billy had
turned off the vibrator and we looked over at Stan, who had roused himself
from his daze and had seen Dan's orgasm.

     "I wish my foreskin would retract so I could feel that vibrator
against my bare glans," he said. "Let me have the vibrator so I can do one
of you guys." Billy and I looked at each other, wondering which should be
next.  We were both very aroused and needed release.

     "Do Jack," Billy said. "You did me last week, and I know you like to
feel Jack's cock in your hand. If I start to shoot while watching, well,
that's it." Stan turned to me and grasped my prick firmly in his left hand,
taking the vibrator from Billy with his right. He pushed my foreskin all
the way down, slowly revealing my helmet and putting tension on my
frenulum. He touched the vibrator's tip against the vee-groove and turned
it on. A pleasant buzzing filled my glans, centered in my gee-string and
spreading outward to the corona.

     "That's hot, very hot," I said. "I don't think I can last a minute."
Stan began massaging my ridge with the index finger of his left hand,
sending more erotic sensations into my swollen prick. A steady seepage of
natural lubricant flowed from my orifice.

     "That's really a beautiful glans," Stan said as he moved the vibrator
up and down my tightly stretched frenulum. "I like the way your corona
flares out, and how your meatus pouts in that lovely teardrop shape when
you're erect." I felt the tension building in my body at his words. Sex
talk makes me hot, and he was talking about my prick, appealing to the
narcissist in me.

     "I love the way your penis smells," he continued. "Your glans is so
wet and slippery. It's so glossy. I can feel your ridge hardening under my
finger and the color is turning darker purple." I was staring down at my
prick as he spoke, but out of the corner of my eye I saw Dan grasp Billy's
erection firmly. A tremor began in my legs.

     "You're ready," Stan told me. "You're ready for your orgasm." He
pushed the slide switch on the vibrator to high, and the buzzing became
more intense.  My breathing was fast and shallow, and my eyes closed as I
withdrew into myself, savoring the sensations that filled my prick. A hard
spasm deep inside me sent the first blast of hot cream up my urethra, and I
cried out:

     "HUNH!  HUNH! HUNH!" as the stream blasted through the lips of my
meatus. The vibrator sent erotic surges through my prick, making me cry out
again as a second stream erupted from my helmet. Now my legs were trembling
and I grunted hard as another gush of hot cream poured from my orifice. I
was in the free-fall of orgasm, unaware of anything outside my body,
grunting and poaning helplessly as I shuddered.

     "AAAAHHHHHH!"  I heard myself yelping as my straining prick throbbed
again, another surge pouring from my engorged helmet. The thrilling
vibrations filled my prick and Stan's massaging finger sent hot sparks of
sensation into my hard flaring corona. The vibrator's intense buzzing
against my tightly stretched gee-string produced another spasm deep inside
me, and I shot again. Now I was drained, just seeping slightly, and sinking
into the aftershock. Stan removed the vibrator from my prick. I heard Dan's
voice in the distance:

     "Let me do Billy's prick with that." Then I heard Billy yelp and
guessed that Dan had pressed the vibrator to his prick. The bed shook as
Billy tumbled into the free-fall of orgasm, and I lay torpid, unable even
to open my eyes. When I finally did, it was all over, and Billy lay flat on
he bed beside me. Stan pulled me to my feet, saying:

     "Let's take a shower." In the shower the hot water hit my glans
immediately, as my foreskin was still bunched up behind my rim, and my flow
began.

     "Pinch off the end of your foreskin," I instructed Stan. "That way
you'll get more stretching." He did, releasing his yellow gushes several
seconds apart. We rinsed off and dried ourselves just as Dan and Billy came
in to shower. I pulled my hood down over the head and then Stan and I moved
back to the bedroom.

     "Think you can keep the balloon in 24/7?" I asked.

     "I don't see why not," he responded. "I'd love to be able to retract
my foreskin like you guys. It would be nice to have a normal penis."

     "You will, after a few weeks. Just remember to inflate the balloon
until you're almost uncomfortable, but not beyond that point. We don't want
it to cause little tears in your foreskin. When tears heal they form scar
tissue, which is very hard to stretch."

     "What if it doesn't work, or my foreskin doesn't stretch wide enough?"
he asked.

     "Well, then you'll have to decide is you want to wait until you're 25,
like your father, or whether you'd prefer a urologist to do a dorsal
slit. That would let you skin back without the loss of any tissue or nerve
endings."

     "I don't like the idea of anyone cutting on my penis for any reason,"
he said.

     "Then just keep a balloon inside your foreskin and keep it
inflated. You'll know quickly enough if it's working. You'll find you can
inflate it a little more every week."

     "I think I don't have to have as much slack as you guys, since my
glans is so narrow."

     "Oh, you're right about that," I assured him. "If my foreskin were on
your penis, it would be very loose and floppy. You wouldn't like that at
all."

     "Yours hugs the glans, I can see that, yet it stretches enough to ride
over your flaring corona so that you can bare your helmet completely," he
observed.

     "Yeah, and you've noticed it locks back behind my ridge," I said. "So
do Dan's and Billy's. Billy thinks his foreskin's looser than mine or
Dan's, and maybe it is, by a little bit. I know Dan and I have exactly what
fits us."

     "Well, I guess I'll have exactly what I need too, since I can stop
using the balloon when it's stretched enough to retract. I like the idea of
having a snug foreskin. I can never have a helmet shaped glans like yours,
but I can have a foreskin that fits it perfectly."

     "I don't know if your will lock back behind your corona," I said.
"Maybe your corona's too flat, or maybe your frenulum will pull it
forward. You'll have to see when it loosens enough to retract."

     "Well, I guess we'll meet here again next Saturday," Stan said. "I may
have had some progress by then."