Date: Sun, 21 Oct 2012 07:20:25 -0700 (PDT) From: Jack Santoro Subject: Growing Up Intact, Part 12, Incest Growing Up Intact, Part 12 By Jack Santoro Jackinnm1@yahoo.com NOTE: Please donate to Nifty to help support this free site. Your donations help ensure that there are no annoying ads on Nifty. Nifty needs our support to keep its quality stories coming. "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."