Date: Thu, 13 Dec 2012 07:34:34 -0800 (PST) From: Jack Santoro Subject: Growing Up Intact, Part 29, Incest Growing Up Intact, Part 29 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. We made our usual Saturday visit to Billy's house the next weekend, and found that neither Ted nor Stan were there. Instead, a slightly older guy, about 25, was sitting naked with Billy at the kitchen table. "Morning, guys," Billy said. "Meet Glen. He's here because he's really into foreskins and wants to play with ours. He doesn't have one of his own." Dan and I shook hands with Glen and then we stripped down as Billy poured coffee for us. Billy briefed us: "Stan phoned last night, and said that balloon is really working. His skin's looser and he's able to get it halfway off the head." As usual, Billy was already erect, as was his guest, and we scrutinized him carefully. Glen was about my height, with brown hair and green eyes, and had a slender build. His penis was about seven inches from base to the end of his bare mushroom shaped glans, with a long slit in front. He had a straight shaft that tapered from a thick base to a somewhat thinner neck. There was no thick brown scar encircling his shaft, and I guessed that he had been done freehand. His dry and leathery mushroom stood out conspicuously from the neck of his penis, and I commented on this: "That's a really big head," I said. "Well, it just looks bigger because the doctor cut off so much skin. He cut me super-tight." He held up his penis to show us both sides and the underside, and we saw that he had no remnant of skin behind the ridge, and a deep vee-groove under the head, with no trace of frenulum. His groove seemed to have been excavated thoroughly during his circumcision, and its depth made the glans appear larger, although it was no bigger than Billy's. "You'll really like those helmets," Billy told him as he grasped my prick and Dan's, squeezing the tips to get us hard. Within a few seconds we were hard enough for Billy to push our foreskins back, lodging them behind our coronas. "Oh, they smell so good," Glen exclaimed. "That's one of the things I love about uncut cock, the smell." He grasped Billy's prick and peeled it back, putting his nose close to it. He inhaled deeply, and then came over to smell ours. "Your tips are so smooth," he said. "I bet they're pretty sensitive, too." "More sensitive than yours, anyway," Billy told him. "Looks like the doctor cut away all of your inner lining, and the gee-string as well." "Yeah, he did, and I lost all those nerve endings. That's why I need the vibrator now," Glen replied. " I can get off rubbing it with lube, but the vibrator goes deeper and hits more nerve endings." "He doesn't get much natural lube," Billy told us. "He has to use an artificial one, like Astroglide." "Albolene feels pretty good too, but it's petroleum based and harder to wash off," Glen added as he finished his coffee. We finished ours and followed Billy to the bedroom. Inside, he produced the vibrator, attaching the bell-shaped accessory to it. Glen reclined on the bed and Billy got between his spread legs. Dan and I sat on either side, and Dan tickled Glen's scrotal hairs as Billy squirted some Astroglide into the vibrator's bell and placed it on the front dome of his mushroom glans. "Ohhhh, that feels so good," Glen murmured as Billy turned the vibrator on. "Can I hold on to your dicks while Billy's doing this?" I nodded and Glen reached out to either side, clasping my prick and Dan's in his warm fingers, sliding our foreskins up and down our helmets. "I love touching uncut dicks," he said. I reached out to grasp Billy's erection and began sliding his loose foreskin over his mushroom, making him sigh in delight as a drop of lube parted the lips of his long slit. Glen's stroking made the root of my prick twitch, letting out a drop of natural lubricant that began crawling up my urethra, and I was sure Dan had started to seep as well. "That coffee is sure helping," Glen commented. "It gave me a slight case of coffee nerves, and my bladder's full now." "Yeah, you'll have a hotter orgasm that way," Billy replied. Glen's balls had tightened against his body because of the dual stimulation of the vibrator and Dan's expert fingers on his balls. Glen was using long strokes on us, and I felt his fingers caressing the hard core of my prick with the mobile sheath of skin. "Oh, it just turns me on to feel those uncut dicks," Glen said. "I love sliding that skin over the heads." Our pricks enjoyed the attention too. Glen apparently knew how to handle a foreskin, because his long strokes were very stimulating. On the back-stroke when he had my foreskin all the way back he touched his index finger to the gee-string, giving my prick an extra thrill. Meanwhile, I noticed that his breathing was faster than before, and as the vibrator's bell covered only the front dome of his glans and left the rim exposed, his rim had turned darker. The veins stood out on his shaft, partly because Billy had his fingers clamped tightly around the thick base. Glen's breathing became faster yet, and shallow, as I felt his fingers tighten around my prick. Now his eyes closed, and he stopped stroking our pricks as he withdrew into his own little world, captivated by the intense sensations flowing into his glans. Billy turned the vibrator to HIGH and suddenly Glen's hips bucked and he grunted: "AH! AH! AH! AH! AH!" as the orgasm burst upon him. He grunted loudly again, and I saw white cream seeping under the edge of the vibrator's bell, running down his shaft onto Billy's fingers. His hips bucked again as he sought to thrust his prick deeper into the bell, and more thick juice ran down his shaft, some flowing into his pubic hair. He cried out again and then lay still, becoming silent as Billy removed the vibrator from his prick. His hands fell off our pricks as he sank into the daze of the afterglow. I was still holding Billy's prick but I stopped stroking, because I didn't want to bring him off just then. We sat watching Glen's body relax, not saying a word. When Glen opened his eyes a couple of minutes later Billy told him to get into the shower immediately, because otherwise his sperm would be hard to remove from his pubic hair. "Don't worry, you won't miss anything," he assured Glen. He then turned to us and asked: "Well, did you guys do anything last weekend or was it just noses to the grindstone?" We then told him how we'd shaved the hairs from our perineums so that we could ride bareback for Princeton. "You can try it with one of us, Billy," Dan told him. "I'm sure you'll love it." "Oh, I know I will," Billy assured him. He got up to get a large towel, which he spread on the bed. Dan lay in the center, and Billy slid in behind him, anointing him with Astroglide. Just then Glen returned from the bathroom, still drying himself, and looked intently at the unfolding scene. "We're gonna do Princeton," Billy said as he drew back his foreskin and eased himself between Dan's thighs. He began thrusting slowly. "Normally I'd reach over him and stroke him off, but since you enjoy uncut cocks so much, you get in front of him and do it." Glen lay down next to Dan and began stroking his foreskin, pushing and pulling in the same long slow strokes he'd used before. Billy began thrusting and an expression of delight came over his face. "Wow! That feels wonderful," he stated. "Not using a rubber makes for sharper sensations, and I don't have to worry about hair burns." Totally captivated by the erotic sensations, he began thrusting faster, enjoying the compelling friction against his naked glans and not anticipating that he'd come before Dan would. His scrotum contracted from the excitement, and he began thrusting faster, carried away by the unusually strong sensations. I knew he'd be reaching orgasm very quickly at this pace, faster than Dan, but didn't say anything. "He's really into it," Glen commented to nobody in particular. Billy was now thrusting hard, slamming his abdomen into Dan's backside with every forward thrust. "I can feel his mushroom expanding now. His tip's touching my balls with every thrust," Dan explained to Glen. "When he comes his sperm's gonna shoot all over my balls." Dan seemed to understand that Billy was very close to the point of no return, because I saw his thigh muscles clench as he tightened down on Billy's prick, to increase the friction. Billy was in frenzy now, thrusting fast and hard, reaching for the pinnacle, and his eyes closed. His lips drew back, exposing his teeth, and then he grunted: "HUNH! HUNH! HUNH! HUNH!" as the orgasm overtook him. His body shuddered as he slammed repeatedly against Dan, crying out helplessly as the blissful agony flowed through him. "I feel his cock throbbing against me," Dan said. He wasn't close to release, and he narrated the sensations for Glen's benefit. "I know he's shooting a load every time he throbs, and it's running all over my balls. His cock feels hot from the friction, and his juice is hot too." I saw some of Billy's juice running down Dan's thigh to pool on the towel. My prick maintained its erection, although nobody was stroking me and my foreskin was covering the glans. Just watching was stimulating me, as it brought back memories of the blissful sensations Dan and I had experienced last weekend. The full bladder helped too. Billy's orgasm played itself out, and now he became still and began to relax as his prick shrunk. Glen stopped stroking Dan's prick as we waited for Billy to recover from the aftershock. When he opened his eyes, he pulled back from Dan's thighs, his limp wet prick dangling, and wiped it off with some Kleenex while milking it down. He got up, moving to a chair facing the bed, and said: "I really came fast. I had no idea it would be so intense. Well, it's your turn now, Jack. Dan's already lubed up with Astro and my juices, so you're ready to go." I slid in behind Dan, pulling my hood back to lock behind the rim and easing my prick into the well-lubricated channel between his thighs. I began thrusting and said to Glen: "Okay, start stroking him again. We'll try to come together. If Dan starts to come first he'll tighten down to increase my friction. If I do, you stroke him faster, okay?" Glen nodded his understanding and I began thrusting in long slow strokes. "Oh, Jack, I can feel your sharp ridge rubbing against the skin down there," Dan said. "Your helmet's bumping against my tight balls each time you thrust." I pulled back until only my helmet was still between his thighs and then pushed forward until I felt his contracted scrotum against my front dome. "Yeah, Dan," I said. "You're gettin' two-way stimulation, from me and from Glen. He's really an expert at stroking foreskins." I saw Glen push back hard on Dan's foreskin, the tensed frenulum pulling the helmet down. Dan moaned softly. "Hey, his tip dips," Glen exclaimed. "Not everybody's tip does that. I know it feels really good." He continued his long strokes, bringing Dan's hood all the way forward to engulf the helmet, and then pushing back until it dipped. I kept up my steady pace, relishing the delicious sensations pouring into my prick. Inevitably my excitement mounted and I began to breathe more quickly. As I continued thrusting I kissed Dan on the neck repeatedly, and he murmured: "Oh, Bro, that's nice. Between you and Glen, you're gonna make me come hard." "Hey, Glen," Billy said. "When they come, you're gonna smell Clorox. That's how their cream smells." "I've run across only one guy whose cream smelled like that," Glen said. "Do they both smell that way?" "Yep, both of them," Billy answered. "Two for the price of one." Glen continued his slow deliberate strokes on Dan's penis, but now when he brought the foreskin forward he gave it a slight twist at the end. Billy, who had been watching the action avidly, got up and said: "Oh, I have to pee before I explode." He went into the bathroom, returning a minute later with a satisfied smile on his face. Glen was still stroking Dan's prick, and I was thrusting in time with him. When he pushed Dan's foreskin back, I withdrew, and when he pulled it forward over the helmet, I thrust forward. I wanted to make it last as long as I could, but I knew that, with our mounting excitement, we'd be blasting off soon. "Oh, Bro, I think I feel your tip swelling," Dan said. "The ridge feels sharper rubbing against my skin." He was right. I'd felt the inrush of blood, bringing my helmet to its final swelling. Hearing this, Glen picked up the pace on Dan's prick. "Okay, Dan," he said. "I feel your tip's swollen and I can see it's turned darker. I'm gonna make you come now, so that you and your brother come together." With my glans more engorged, the sensations became sharper, and I felt the urge to thrust faster and harder. My body was going into autopilot, thrusting harder and faster, propelled by the compelling sensations in my prick. Both Billy and Glen were staring avidly at us, anticipation the explosion. As the sensations in my prick intensified, I began to withdraw from the world outside my body, and knew Dan was doing the same. We were ruled by the sensations in our pricks, unable to resist, drawn in by the build-up of bliss. I felt the increasing tension in my body as my abdomen slapped against my brother's buttocks and my helmet bumped his tight sac. There was a definite ache iin my engorged glans, produced by the need to discharge my sperm. "Oh, Bro," Dan said. "I'm gettin' that tickle. Are you?" I was unable to answer, incapable of speech, but one of my last conscious thoughts was that Dan's prick was responding beautifully to Glen's expert strokes, engorging and preparing to unload his jets. For my part, I was thrusting hard and the friction of my corona rubbing against Dan's skin was producing a tickle too. Now I saw Dan slip a couple of fingers between his thighs. "Tingling," I heard him verbalize, and then I felt his thigh muscles clamp down on my prick. My eyes closed, shutting out the world beyond my body, and now my sole awareness was the increasing sensations in my prick. I was caught up by the last-second frenzy just before the storm breaks, totally focused on my shaft and helmet. From far away, I heard Dan's voice: "HUNH! HUNH! HUNH! HUNH!" as I felt his thigh muscles convulsing around my prick and the pressure of his fingertips against the underside of my helmet. Dan's hips bucked as a hot tingle began in my glans, shooting down my shaft as I felt Dan's hips buck with his first ejaculation. I cried out as the first hot torrent poured into my urethra, searing its way to the end and slamming through the lips of my slit. My body shuddered hard and my mind went blank as the orgasm overtook me, and I slammed against Dan's back as my prick sank deeper between his thighs. Dan's hips bucked again as I shuddered with my second discharge, the hot sperm shooting up my tube and coating his sac. I cried out helplessly, mindlessly, as our bodies struggled together in blissful agony. I thrust again, feeling my brother's hot body against mine as my prick throbbed with the third gush of cream. "HAHHHHHH!" I heard in the distance as Dan cried out, and I joined him with a loud wail of my own. My helmet bumped against his balls again as another load of sperm erupted from its front dome to coat his sac. I pulled back and thrust again as I heard him grunt, and another spasm deep inside me sent more juice towards my glans, from which it poured over Dan's scrotum. I pulled back and lunged forward, driving my throbbing prick in, and I moaned hard as I shot again. Now I stopped, exhausted, feeling my prick seeping its last drops. Dan also became still, joining me in a daze. We lay there in limbo for an indeterminate time, but eventually I opened my eyes. Glen was looking down at us and saying: "Man, that was some sight, both of your coming and shooting your sperm. You really soaked the towel." I heard Dan say: "You did a good job on me, Glen stroking me like that, and Jack shot between my legs." "That was nice, watching your tip get darker and then the juice pouring from that long slit of yours. "I'm just sorry I couldn't see Jack's teardrop slit shooting too. A lot of his juice came out from under your balls, and it's still dripping down your leg." "We had a lot saved up," Dan confessed. "We hadn't come in a week." "We all believe in quality, not quantity," Billy explained to Glen. "We could come at least once a day, but it feels better and it's more intense if we shoot a big load once or twice a week. We learned that soon after we started jerking off." "I can believe that," Glen said, "after seeing how hard they came. Some uncut guys I've stroked don't come that much, and they aren't as loud when they drop their loads. You, Dan, and Jack all had full-body orgasms." Billy, Dan, and I got up and got into the shower. It was a tight squeeze, but we were able to drain our bladders and rinse around our tips to get rid of every trace of lube and sperm. Then we dried off and got dressed. Glen was already dressed, and we went out to eat.