Date: Thu, 26 Jul 2012 13:10:25 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jack Santoro <jackinnm1@yahoo.com>
Subject: Twin Brothers, Part 17, Incest

Twin Brothers, Part 17
By Jack Santoro
Jackinnm1@yahoo.com

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     "That's a terrific idea!" Bill exclaimed next morning when we showed
him the customized vibrator cups. "That way I can feel a hot shot down my
dick-hole every time!" He held his glans cup lovingly in his hand as he
said this.

     "It'll be a hotter shot," I told him. Our sperm is body temperature
when we shoot. The hot water we'll use will be about 104 degrees, not hot
enough to be uncomfortable, but hotter than our cream. That should give you
a real thrill." We were naked on the bed and we all had erections. Bill had
already removed the tape ring and his glossy purple bell glistened
invitingly in the light. Jim and I had kept our foreskins forward over our
helmets. Now Jim went into the bathroom to fill the rubber bulb with water
and I squirted a few drops of Astroglide into the cup and attached it to
the vibrator. I handed Bill a small rubber band about an inch in diameter.

     "Put this around the base of your shaft," I instructed.  "This
compresses your veins a bit to give you a really firm erection. The firmer
your glans, the more the nerve endings will be compressed by the vibrator"
Bill stretched the rubber band out to slip freely over his glans and slid
it down to the base of his shaft.

     "Now you slip this on your glans so that the little tube inside goes
down your slit," I suggested. Bill eased the cup on, completely enveloping
his glans right down to the groove behind it. Jim attached the slim hose
from the rubber bulb and Bill lay back on the bed, a towel over his
abdomen. I stabilized his shaft with my left hand and slid the switch to
LOW. The soft buzz of the vibrator filled the air. Bill's hips jerked
slightly and he sighed. A blissful look came over his face as Jim and I
watched.

     "WQW!  That feels wonderful!" Bill exclaimed as the magic pulses
poured into his prick. Jim slipped a rubber band around the base of my
prick, and then his, and the veins down the right side of our shafts
swelled from the constriction. I felt my helmet distending inside my hood,
and a quick glance told me that Jim's was also bulging through his
foreskin. Jim's fingers closed around Bill's scrotum, which was already
tightening from the stimulation.

     "I even feel that little tube vibrating inside my slit," Bill said.
"You're gonna have my load soon, guys. I can't hold off much longer. I'm
already leaking lots of lube." His hips jerked as he said this.

     "Let me know if you want me to turn it to HIGH," I said.

     "No, no," he replied. "Even the LOW position's stimulating enough for
me.  I couldn't take it if it were on HIGH." He was trembling now, and I
knew the sensations were coursing throughout his body.

     "Looks like you're going to have a `full-body orgasm,'" Jim told
him. "I bet you'll shoot more than you did yesterday when you had a week's
sperm saved up." Jim was moaning now, caught up in the sensations that were
shooting into his prick from the vibrator. Imagining what he was feeling
heightened my excitement and I felt drops of lubricant crawling up my
urethra.

     "Are you getting lube too?" I asked Jim.

     "Oh, yeah," he replied. "This is such a hot scene it's really reaching
me." As I held Bill's prick up at a 45-degree angle I pulled back on his
skin to put tension on his gee-string and this produced a load moan from
him. A shudder ran through his body and I saw his eyes close.

     "I'm close, I'm close," he murmured.

     "His balls are really tight," Jim observed. "I'll give him a couple
more seconds and shoot it into him." I sensed the tension building up in
Bill's body. He was shuddering slightly now, right on the edge, and his
breathing was fast and shallow. I nodded to Jim and saw Jim's hand squeeze
the bulb, sending a hot stream down Bill's urethra. Bill howled and his
hips came up off the bed.

     "AAAAHHHHH!  AAAAAAAHHHHH!" he cied out helplessly as a surge of
sensation shot down his prick. I felt his shaft throb hard between my
fingers as his prick responded to the hot liquid in his urethra. Jim
snapped the hose off the cup and clear liquid erupted, followed by a thin
stream of hot cream. Bill's hips bucked again as he thrust his glans up
into the vibrating cup and more thick white liquid oozed from the end. He
bellowed as the orgasm rushed through his straining body, sending more
torrents of sperm up his prick to ooze from the hole and the cup and under
its rim onto the towel. His entire body quivered with the pulses of orgasm,
until I shut off the vibrator, sensing that he'd finished. Now he began
relaxing, sinking into the daze that follows climax.

     "You sounded like you were being tortured," I told him a couple of
minutes later when he'd opened his eyes.

     "Maybe, but that was so intense it blew my mind," he said as his prick
softened and the shrunken glans slipped out of the bell-shaped vibrator
cup. "That stream of hot water went down all the way to the root of my dick
and I blasted what felt like the biggest load of my life." Cream flowed
from the vibrator cup and oozed from his long slit, making a large pool on
the folded towel.

     "I shot about an ounce into your cock," Jim informed him. "One
ejaculation is only a few drops." Jim began milking Bill's prick to force
out the residue and more cream flowed onto the towel. Jim turned to me and
said: "I removed the inside of the tube on our cup. Since our holes pout,
we don't need a tube sticking into our holes."

     "Now I'd like to see one of you come," Bill said. "You're both really
hard, with those rubber bands around your dicks. How about you, Jim? Can I
use the vibrator on you?" Jim lay back and I squirted a few drops of
Astroglide into the custom cup he'd made for us, fitting it onto the
vibrator body. Jim pulled his foreskin down to bunch behind his flaring
corona. As Jim slipped the cup onto his helmet I filled the rubber bulb
with hot water. As Bill held the vibrator I slipped the end of the hose
onto the protruding tube.

     I draped a clean towel over Jim's abdomen. Bill held his prick at a
45-degree angle and slid the switch to LOW. We heard the low buzz as Jim's
body twitched and he grunted. The vein along the right side of his shaft
was hard and swollen, like mine. I held the rubber bulb in my right hand as
I cupped his tightening scrotum with the fingers of my left.

     "This is so hot," Jim commented. "The vibrations are hitting all over
my helmet instead of just one spot." Our glans cup, like the one he'd made
for Bill, enveloped the helmet right down to the groove behind it,
providing sensation to the back face of the corona. The tight fit ensured
that the injector tube was located directly in front of the waiting,
pouting meatus.

     "Want me to keep it on LOW?" Bill asked.

     "Oh, yeah," Jim answered. "It's so intense right now." I saw his body
tremble as the sensations flowed into his glans, and I easily imagined how
it felt for him, as he was my twin brother.

     "Your dick's so hard," Bill said as he pressed the vibrator cup
tighter against the front of Jim's helmet. Jim gasped and his breathing
speeded up. I sensed the tension building in his body by the way his balls
were drawn up tightly and the quivering going through him. My fingertips
touched his perineum behind his scrotum, feeling the bulge of his urethra,
and I knew I'd feel the first pulse of sperm that would soon be shooting
through it.

     "Ah, ah, ah, ah," Jim moaned as the sensations built inside him. His
toes curled and his fists clenched. I heard his fast, shallow breathing as
his body responded to the intense sensations filling his glans. From having
felt the erotic buzz of the vibrator on my helmet I knew exactly what he
was feeling.  The tight contours of the cup pressed against every square
millimeter of his hot hard helmet, sending the exciting buzz into every
nerve ending. Jim's moans were louder now, and Bill looked at me.

     "He's close, and so soon."

     "He's been hot and hard watching and feeling you come, you know. His
tip's pretty sensitive too." I knew that by now Jim's glans was fully
distended both from the constriction and the excitement, and that he was
feeling a sweet ache in his helmet. His body began shuddering, aand his
eyes closed. Jim's hips lifted from the bed, thrusting his glans deeper
into the deliciously buzzing cup. I knew he was on the cusp, and I waited
only another second before squeezing the bulb, releasing a hot torrent into
his pouting meatus to trigger his orgasm.

     "HUNH!  HUNH! HUNH!" Jim gasped explosively as I felt a sharp pulse in
his urethra. He was on his way, and I snapped the hose off the end of the
tube in time to see a jet of water shoot up from it, followed by a jet of
white sperm.  Jim's straining body shuddered hard in a full-body orgasm. He
grunted hard, hips thrusting, as the full frenzy of his orgasm coursed
through him. His urethra pulsed again and again under my fingertips as he
gushed torrents of sperm into the vibrating cup, some of it shooting up
through the narrow tube, and the rest oozing from under the edge behind his
corona to pool on the towel.

     "He's coming as hard as I did," Bill commented. "That hot squirt down
his hole really got him going. I hope it does the same when I do you."

     "I'm sure it will," I responded. "Meanwhile, be ready to shut off the
vibrator because his tip's going to get too sensitive in a moment."

     Jim's face suddenly twisted in agony and Bill reacted quickly, sliding
the switch to OFF. Jim's abdomen was pulsing and his prick still twitching
as the last spasms went through him. Now the tension began to leave his
body and he became very still as his prick slowly shrunk. In another minute
his helmet had shrunk enugh to slip out of the glans cup, releasing at
least a tablespoon of cream onto the towel.

     "Oh, wow, that was so hot, so intense," he said when he finally opened
his eyes. Bill was gently milking his urethra to make the last drops ooze
from his now closed slit. "That vibrator cup had my helmet so hard I though
it would burst. When that hot shot came pouring down my tube I was almost
ready to blast off, but that made it more intense and I lost it right
then."

     "Just like it happened to me," Bill assured him. "I bet it went right
down to the root."

     "It sure did," Jim replied. "Jack shot down my hole a couple of times
while docking me, an inch or so, but this was hotter and there was more of
it."

     "How about you, Jack?" Bill asked. "After watching and feeling us come
you must be ready for it." My prick was hard and he gently pushed my long
foreskin back until it locked behind my rim in a thick collar of sensitive
flesh. "You won't need any Astroglide since the cup's full of Jim's cream."
I took the cup and eased it onto my glans, making sure the flange settled
behind my rim. Jim went to the bathroom to refill the rubber bulb with hot
water, returning to attach the hose.

     Now I was flat on my back, towel spread on my abdomen, and Bill held
my prick up and slid the switch to LOW. A deep buzzing filled my glans,
sending hot sparks of sensation stabbing deeply into my prick, and I took a
deep breath and sighed. Delicious sensations ran around my helmet, from
front dome back to the corona, where the cup's flange stimulated the
back-face with erotic sensations.  Between the prolonged excitement and the
rubber band constricting my veins, my helmet was fully swollen, and the cup
was a tight fit. I felt the buzzing in my glans, compressing the nerve
endings just under the surface but also reaching deeply to stimulate the
deeper nerve endings.

     "Ahhhhh, that feels so hot," I murmured. Jim reached between my legs
to cup my tight scrotum, his fingertips pressing into my perineum behind
it. I knew he wanted to feel the pulses of my ejaculations when I started
coming, as I'd felt his. I tried to relax to prolong the pleasurable
episode, but the tension built inexorably in my body.

     "Your big vein's swollen," Jim observed to me as he gently kneaded my
balls within their tight sac, adding another dimension to my excitement. I
was losing control over my body. Although I was trying to stay relaxed, my
hips began thrusting, pushing my engorged helmet deeper into the vibrating
cup to intensify my sensations. A tremor went through my body, and then
another, as the climb toward orgasm continued. Bill was slightly rocking
the cup side to side on my glans, giving me more sensations, and my body
responded with harder thrusts.

     As my excitement built, I felt a compelling sweet ache in my helmet,
telling me I needed to come urgently, and I wondered how long I'd last. Now
I was moaning softly, drowning in mind-numbing sensations, not in full
control of myself. My hips bucked again, lifting off the bed to thrust my
front dome harder against the cup, reaching for more sensations to fill my
glans. My body was shuddering as my excitement moved to a higher plane. My
eyes closed and my awareness of the world outside faded as my mind focused
exclusively on the erotic buzzing in my hot hard helmet.

     The sweet ache intensified, and the vibrator's buzzing brought on a
tickle in my glans. I was moaning loudly now, almost at the brink,
breathing in quick, shallow breaths, waiting for the hot tingle that would
launch my orgasm. I knew it was only a second or two away, because my
efforts at relaxation had subsided and my body was on autopilot. Suddenly,
a hot liquid blast shot into my pouting meatus and seared its way down my
urethra to the root of my prick, launching my orgasm. My glans tingled with
sensation as I cried out helplessly:

     "HUNH!  HUNH! HUNH! HUNH!" I bellowed as my prick root contracted
sharply, sending my first torrent of cream up my tube, pushing the hot
water ahead of it. I shuddered hard in a full-body orgasm, erotic spasms
coursing through me. I felt another ard contraction deep inside, and
another powerful gush rose through my prick to pour into the vibrator cup,
swirling around my glans right to the rim.  My tingling, throbbing helmet
and the heavy pounding deep inside me made me cry out again, and I felt my
hips buck as another release coursed upward through my penis. I was just a
mindless mass of sensations, writhing and jerking as the spasms hit me.

     The compelling buzzing in my glans continued, drawing another
discharge from my throbbing prick, and I felt tears come to my eyes,
something that had not happened since my first orgasm at age 12. I was
sobbing helplessly, caught up in the joyful agony of one of the most
powerful orgasms I'd ever had, acutely aware of another hot rush of lava
coursing up through my tube.

     Suddenly the buzzing stopped, just in time, because my tip had become
super-sensitive.  Softer contractions continued in the root of my prick,
gradually weakening, as did the throbs in my helmet. I began to relax as
the orgasm left my body. I felt awfully tired after my biological storm,
and sank into a daze.

     Sometime later I opened my eyes to see Bill and Jim looking down at
me, satisfied smiles on their faces. I was aware that my prick was limp and
shrunken, and that my glans had slipped out of the cup.

     "That was intense, I bet," Jim said.

     "It was so hot it was mind-blowing," I replied. "I'd felt sperm shoot
into my hole before, maybe half an inch, but this was so deep, and so
hot....." I trailed off.

     "I squeezed about an ounce into you," Jim said. "I know exactly how it
felt." I noticed that they'd removed the rubber bands from their shafts,
and now Bill's gentle fingers were removing mine, careful not to catch any
hairs.

     "Last time I used a vibrator on my dick, it was just a flat disk, not
the cup type like you used on me. It didn't cover the entire head, but
still my knees turned to rubber when I came. I had to hold on to the side
of the sink or I would have collapsed. This was much more intense, and if
I'd been standing, I'm sure I would have collapsed."

     "I know I would have collapsed too," added Jim.

     "It was the same for me," I joined in. "I wouldn't have been able to
stand once you shot that hot water down my tube."

     "I know, Jack," Jim said tenderly. "I saw you had tears in your eyes
while you were coming."

Continued in Part 18