Date: Tue, 4 Dec 2012 13:40:53 -0800 (PST)
From: Jack Santoro <jackinnm1@yahoo.com>
Subject: Growing Up Intact, Part 27, Incest.

Growing Up Intact, Part 27

By Jack Santoro

Jackinnm1@yahoo.com

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     The following Saturday Dan and I arrived to find only Billy and Ted in
Billy's kitchen sipping coffee.

     "Stan's company sent him out of town for a couple of weeks," Billy
explained.  "He told me he's gonna continue using the balloon, since it's
not noticeable when he's dressed."

     "Well, when he gets back we should see a big change," I said. "He
might even be able to skin back all the way, since he's got a narrow
glans." Dan and I were undressing, as Billy and Ted were already naked, and
we joined them at the table. Billy poured coffee for us and we drank
it. Dan and I were limp, but Billy and Ted were half hard. Now Ted spoke:

     "You have nice attractive dicks, with big heads, and I like the way
they swing from side to side as you move."

     "Yours is also heavy-ended, Ted," I replied. "I've noticed it swings
too."

     "Yeah, that's true, but my friend who's attracted to young boys thinks
my dick doesn't look like a boy's dick because the head is too big."

     "Well, I guess he's right on that point," I said as I sat beside him
and squeezed his glans through the covering sheath. "Our tips didn't begin
to grow out until puberty. When we were pre-teens we didn't have that bulge
at the end, just long nipples."

     "That's another thing he says doesn't look like a boy's dick," Ted
continued.  "I've certainly got a foreskin, but it's not as long beyond the
tip as a pre-teen boy's would be."

     "He doesn't like it, but we do," I assured him. I had to be careful
here. I wanted to boost Ted's self-image, but knew I couldn't lay on the
compliments too heavily or they would sound insincere.

     "Let me pump you up," said Dan as he squeezed Billy's tip through the
foreskin.  "I know this is gonna make your cock-root throb." Billy's hand
migrated to Dan's crotch and he began reciprocating on Dan's prick. Ted's
warm fingers were already wrapped around my prick, gently sliding the hood
back and forth, filling me with erotic sensations.

     "What would you like to do today?" Ted murmured in my ear. "I'd like
Princeton again because I like to feel your big tip bumping against my
balls."

     "Princeton sounds like a good idea," Billy agreed. "I want to feel
Dan's helmet throbbing between my legs and his hand on my dick, bringing me
off at the same time he comes." Dan and I nodded agreement. Billy got up
and led us into his bedroom. Our pricks were at 90 degrees before us,
swinging from side to side as we walked, because the verbal and physical
stimulation had gotten us excited. Inside, Ted said:

     "I'd like to put the condom on Dan's dick, even though he's gonna be
doing Billy." Billy unwrapped two condoms and squirted some Astroglide into
them. Dan stood in front of Ted, who was sitting on the edge of the bed,
his prick pointing at Ted's face. Ted smoothly pushed Dan's foreskin back
to lock behind the flaring corona and placed the condom on Dan's helmet,
leaving enough slack for thrusting. Now he gently unrolled it down Dan's
shaft to the base.

     "Now I'd like to put it on yours," he said, looking at me. I stepped
in front of him and he expertly pushed my hood back to lock behind my
helmet. I felt his fingers place the condom over my front dome, making my
prick twitch, and then he unrolled it down to the base of my shaft. Billy
spread a large towel on the bed and then lay down, lifting his leg. Dan
slipped in behind him, inserting his prick between Billy's thighs. Ted lay
down on his left side facing Billy, and lifted his leg. I slipped in behind
him, and placed my hard prick against his perineum, helmet touching his
scrotum.

     Dan and I began thrusting, and I reached over Ted's body to grasp his
prick. Dan began stroking Billy's erection slowly, at the same pace he was
thrusting between his thighs.

     "Tickle Billy's balls," I whispered in Ted's ear. Ted reached between
Billy's thighs, gently tickling the hairs on his scrotum, making it draw up
against his body. Billy cupped Ted's balls, and for a moment I felt my
glans bumping against his fingertips. My prick was sliding smoothly inside
the lubricated condom, and now I felt drops of lubricant from my Cowper's
glands crawling up my urethra. Under the stimulation my scrotum began
tightening.

     "Dan's helmet feels so nice against me," Billy murmured.

     "I feel Jack's ridge against my skin when he moves," Ted contributed.
"It's so hot, with that big helmet." I felt his thigh muscles suddenly
clamping down around my prick, sending waves of sensation into my glans and
down my shaft.

     "You'll make me come too fast," I murmured into Ted's ear. Billy heard
me, and he said:

     "Guys, we have to make it last so we can really unload when we do
come." Dan nodded and said:

     "I'll take it slow and easy," as he continued to stroke Billy's
foreskin in long slow strokes, keeping pace with his thrusts. Ted relaxed
his thigh muscles and I kept thrusting at a slow pace, manipulating Ted's
hood iin pace with my thrusts.

     "I like watching Billy's face while Dan's doing him," Ted announced.
"When Dan makes him come it'll be quite a show for me."

     "I had three cups of coffee and I'm really feeling it," Billy
said. "Ted had only two, so he should last longer than me."

     "Jack and I only drank one, but we haven't come since last Saturday,
waiting for this day," Dan said.

     "My balls are nice and tight now," Ted added. "I can feel yours are
too, Billy."

     "Mine too," I said, "and I'm sure Dan's are." Dan nodded and said:

     "I can feel every wrinkle, every ridge, in Billy's skin."

     "A big head's an advantage when doing this," Ted remarked. I gave his
foreskin a slight twist on the forward stroke. I saw that a large drop of
clear natural lubricant had parted the lips of Billy's long slit, and then
Dan pushed his foreskin forward to engulf it and spread it over his
glans. The enticing aroma of wet glans and foreskin filled the air. Several
drops of my lubricant had seeped from my slit, to make the condom even more
slippery.

     "I'm pretty wet down there," I said. "That's gonna help me to last."

     "Me too," Dan said. "With our sensitive tips, we want to hold out as
long as we can." The gentle friction of our slow stroking was still very
arousing, and I knew we wouldn't last forever. Dan pulled Billy's foreskin
back all the way, putting tension on his nerve-rich gee-string, and I
followed suit, making Ted's shapely helmet dip under the tension. Ted
sighed deeply and said:

     "That feels so good when you do that." I felt his prick twitch between
my fingers and knew that when I started to come, I'd easily trigger his
orgasm as well.

     "I know that felt good for you," Billy told him. "I saw it in your
face." Ted pushed his fingers deeper between Billy's thighs and Dan gasped:

     "Oh, that was a jolt." Ted nodded and said:

     "I touched your hot spot under the head." He withdrew his hand. "I
don't want to make you come before you're ready." A couple of drops of lube
fell from Billy's foreskin orifice onto the towel.

     "Dan's gettin' me very hot with his cock and his fingers," Billy
said. "My bladder's full but I can't pee with this hard-on." He was really
secreting now and several more clear viscous drops poured from his hood
onto the towel. I was glad that I was also secreting because the extra
lubrication softened the sensations pouring into my prick.

     "You're lubing too, Dan, right?" I asked.

     "Oh, yeah," he affirmed. "That helps me maintain control." Ted's prick
was also seeping, and I felt a couple of drops of his fluid wet my
fingers. I wiped them on the towel and kept working on his prick.

     "I don't know why I put the condom on your dick, Jack, Ted said. "I
shaved all my hair down there. You wouldn't get hair burns."

     "I'm glad you did, Ted. If I was bareback I'd have a hard time
maintaining control."

     "Okay, I understand," he said. "But when you're ready to come, take it
off.  I want you to get stronger friction when you unload."

     "Good idea," I replied. "I'll do that. Let's try to time it so Billy
and Dan come first, though."

     "Oh, yes," he agreed. "I want to see their faces when they come."

     "I'm going to stop for a minute," I said. "I want to make sure Dan and
Billy are ahead of us." I stopped thrusting and stroking his prick, merely
holding it at the base. Dan continued his steady thrusting and stroking for
another minute. Dan was trying to maintain an even pace, but now the
compelling sensations in his prick prodded him to speed up. I saw the
tension in his face as his excitement mounted. He was stroking Billy's
foreskin faster as well, and I heard their breathing become more rapid.

     "They're climbing to that point," Ted whispered. "Billy's mushroom
seems darker." I'd seen the same thing and said:

     "Okay, they're ready to come. I'll start again." I resumed thrusting
and stroking slowly. Dan was now thrusting even faster, and Billy's dark
purple mushroom was steadily seeping. His foreskin was flying back and
forth in long strokes, and I sensed the tension building in his body. His
eyes closed and I whispered to Ted:

     "I think Billy's only got seconds left. Get ready to push your fingers
into Dan's hot spot if Billy starts to come before he does." Ted's hand
moved to Billy's thigh, and we watched Dan and Billy mounting the ramp to
the point of no return. Dan's body was slamming into Billy's back
rhythmically as the frenzy gripped him, and I saw his fingers twisting
Billy's foreskin on each forward stroke. Their breathing was shallow and
loud, evidence of their excitement, and I awaited the explosion. Billy's
jaw dropped and his lips pulled back from his teeth as he approached the
brink.

     "HUNH!  HUNH! HUNH!" he grunted loudly as the first white jet flew
from his prick.  Ted's hand moved quickly, pushing between Billy's thighs
to press into Dan's vee-groove, the hot spot that would trigger his
orgasm. He found it and now Dan's eyes closed and he cried out
loudly. Billy's hips bucked and the bed shook as both were gripped by the
sweet agony of orgasm.

     "HUNH!  HUNH!" Billy grunted again as another rope of cream poured
from his slit onto the towel. Dan's fingers slipped on the lubricated
foreskin, and now he was stroking Billy's slippery mushroom directly with
his wet fingers. Billy shuddered hard, grunted loudly, and another stream
of sperm erupted from his long slit. I stopped stroking, entranced by the
beautiful spectacle, both Ted and I spectators of this erotic scene. My
brother continued slamming his body against Billy's as he unloaded his jets
inside the condom. Their agonized cries filled the room as their orgasms
roared on, and Ted and I listened, awe-struck, at their grunts of pleasure.

     Although I'd stopped thrusting and stroking, Ted and I remained
rock-hard because of the vicarious stimulation. We saw that both Dan's and
Billy's faces were contorted in the rictus of orgasm as their bodies
struggled together, driven by irresistible waves of sensation.

     "Dan's dick's throbbing hard. I can feel it in my fingertips," Ted
said. Billy grunted again as another torrent shot out of his tip.  Dan
slammed his body against Billy once more as Billy shot again, and then they
were both still. Ted removed his hand from between Billy's thighs and
brought it back to caress my flank as we watched them start to relax. White
drops oozed from Billy's slit to pool on the towel.

     "I can't wait until you come, Jack," Ted murmured. "Without the
condom, your dick will be shooting hot spunk all over my balls." He was
right. I hadn't though of that, but Ted seemed to have considered all of
the ramifications.


     "Let's wait until they revive," I suggested. "I'm sure they want to be
wide awake to watch the show." I resumed thrusting slowly, as I
deliberately moved Ted's foreskin back and forth over the hard core of his
shaft and helmet, feeling every ridge and contour. After a couple of
minutes Billy and Dan opened their eyes and pulled apart Billy milked his
urethra, catching the residue in a wad of Kleenex, and Dan removed his
condom, milking his prick in the process.  They pulled their foreskins down
over their tips and sat up to watch Ted and me.

     This time it went quickly for us. Ted was primed by a full bladder as
well as by having watched Billy and Dan, and he said:

     "Okay, take off the condom now, then stroke me fast. When you feel me
on the edge you can start pumping into me again." He lifted his thigh and I
pushed the condom off my penis. When he dropped his thigh I hardly moved my
prick, but kept stroking his foreskin. My prick was wet and slippery with
lubricant, and slid easily in the channel between his thighs.

     "Oh, that's gonna be hot, Jack, riding Ted bareback," Billy
commented. I agreed, but concentrated on stimulating Ted's rock-hard prick.

     "I feel your helmet getting harder through your foreskin," I murmured
in his ear as I began to thrust faster. The pure sensation of my naked
glans and shaft sliding between Ted's thighs heightened my sensations, and
I felt every wrinkle and ridge against my sensitive helmet.

     "Oh, Jack," Ted whispered. "I'm almost there and you're right behind
me."  I knew that when I felt the first throb in his prick I'd thrust hard
and fast to launch my orgasm.

     "Ted's tip is dark now," Dan observed. "He's also leaking a lot of
lube." I felt the tension building in Ted's body and leaching into mine as
I kept stroking his hood, twisting on the forward stroke. I felt a tickle
start in my corona. Suddenly he cried out and his hips bucked. I felt his
thigh muscles squeezing down hard on my engorged penis. His prick throbbed
hard in my encircling fingers as I slammed my body against his, bumping his
tight scrotum with my swollen helmet. My eyes closed then.

     We both cried out helplessly as a hot tingle filled my glans and a
torrent of cream seared its way up my urethra to shoot against his tight
balls. I was thrusting hard and fast in my frenzy, and I felt Ted's hips
buck as erotic sensations filled his body. My abdomen slammed against his
butt and I shot again, the hot stream pouring from my orifice and over his
scrotum. We shuddered together as I felt his prick throb and I discharged
another load between his thighs. Our cries of agonized joy filled the room,
sounding as if we were being tortured, but we were in the blissful throes
of our mutual orgasms. I heard someone's voice in the distance, but
couldn't make out the words.

     "Oh, Ted," I moaned as hot sparks of sensation shot into my naked
helmet from friction against Ted's smooth skin. My discharges didn't coat
my glans to soften the friction, and my sensations remained acute. Our
pricks throbbed in unison as we discharged again, his sperm falling onto
the towel and mine gushing onto his scrotum. This was our last ejaculation,
and we stopped moving, content to lie there and feel the residue seeping
from our orifices.

     The aftershock of orgasm descended upon us, and we were dazed and
quiet. I don't know how long it was before we revived and opened our
eyes. Ted spoke first:

     "Jack, that was super. I felt every throb of your dick and every gush
of cream against my balls. That made it even hotter for me." I replied:

     "Me too, Ted. Feeling your skin against my prick without the condom
made it hotter for me too."

     "You two were really going at it," Billy said. "Your juice shot on
Ted's balls and ran down his thigh, and I smelled the Clorox smell right
away."

     "Oh, I still smell it," Ted said. "It's nice, instead of being locked
inside the rubber." He turned his body around so that we were in a "69"
position and began licking the residual cream from my still naked glans,
which had shrunk considerably. As his prick was in my face, I grasped it
and worked my tongue around his glans as I milked his urethra full-length.

     "We'll shower first," Billy said. They went into the bathroom and I
heard the shower start.

     "This was the best with you," Ted said as he pulled my foreskin toward
him to cover my glans.

     "Yeah," I agreed. "Going the last part without the condom made it
better for us both." I pulled his foreskin forward over his helmet. We
waited until Billy and Dan emerged from the bathroom. They'd left the
shower running, and we wasted no time getting in. We pulled our hoods back
and I saw Ted's yellow stream start first. Mine followed in a couple of
seconds.

     "Ahhhh," I really needed to drain myself," he said, a satisfied smile
on his face.  "I was almost bursting." We carefully rinsed our helmets and
foreskins of residue and then pulled them down again to protect the
precious heads.

     That evening as we lay in bed Dan and I reflected on the morning's
events. My chest was against his back and my arm lay over his body, my
fingers wrapped around his wamr prick.

     'Taking the condom off was a terrific idea," he said. "I ought to try
that with Billy."

     "I can tell you for sure that it made my sensations more intense, but
remember that Billy doesn't shave his pubic hair. You might well end up
with hair burns.  You wouldn't feel it while you were coming but you'd be
sore afterward."  Dan turned over to face me, and I felt his warm fingers
closing around my prick.

     "Well," he said. "Maybe Billy could just shave the hair between his
thighs. I think that would do it."

     "Too bad we won't be getting together with them next week," I
said. "We have to study for finals."

     "Still, I could phone him to suggest it." Dan kissed me lightly on the
lips.  "You're the best brother anybody could have." I kissed him back,
squeezing his prick and said:

     "No, Dan, you are."