Date: Sat, 16 Jun 2012 14:46:32 -0700 (PDT) From: Jack Santoro Subject: Twin Brothers, Part 11, Incest Twin Brothers, Part 11 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. We got a phone call from Charley confirming that he'd be over on Saturday morning. That morning, we woke up at our usual time, seven, with the usual hard pricks. We removed our tape rings to liberate our pricks, and rinsed off our Second Skin cones. Our erections had somewhat subsided, and although we felt rather horny, we decided to save our sperm for Charley's visit at nine. We quickly showered and dressed in tee-shirts and bathing suits, which we could quickly doff when the time came. We were drinking coffee in the kitchen when the doorbell rang. Jim opened the door and ushered Charley into the kitchen, where we had a cup of coffee waiting for him. "Thanks, guys," he said as he set a cardboard box about a foot on each side and a foot high next to his chair. "I brought the stuff, and I promise you, you'll be interested to see the show." "We looked up electro on the Internet," I told him. "Now we have some idea of the equipment and we saw some videos too. All we need is to see it live." "And maybe try it yourselves," Charley replied with a sly smile. "When you see what it does for me, you might not be able to resist." I poured us all another cup and we downed it before Jim led us into the bedroom. It took only seconds until Jim and I were naked, but Charley took a bit longer as he was dressed in street clothes. As we remembered from last time, Charley had a tightly cut prick, and a medium-size bullet-shaped glans, round at the end and coming back to a rim that did not flare. He sat on the edge of the bed, with the box beside him. "I love to see you guys with skins," he said, reaching out to roll my nipple between thumb and forefinger. My prick reacted and began swelling. His other hand began gently squeezing Jim's helmet through the foreskin, and I tapped lightly on his bullet-shaped glans with my index finger, producing an immediate reaction in him. "We're jumping the gun," he said as he opened the box. "I want to show you what this can do without any manual help." As he explained each component to us, his erection deflated, as did ours. "This is the ET-312 power box," he said. "This is the Rolls-Royce of e-stim. Now I'll put this conductive blue band around the base of my dick and pull it tight. This is the common lead. Next, I'll put a conductive rubber ring in the groove behind my tip and connect it to the "A" channel." We saw that this formed a noose behind his glans. He squirted a few drops of Astroglide on the blue band, and then a few drops around the noose at the neck of his prick. "This is conductive lubricant," he explained. "I get the juice all the way round and don't get any hot spots, which can be unpleasant." "Finally, I'll place this sticky TENS pad next to my anus, so that there's a path from the blue band through my prostate." He laid on his left side, with the power box in front of his chest where he could reach it easily, and Jim placed a folded towel under his prick. Jim and I sat right behind him, where we had a good view. Charley pushed the power button on the box. "Now I'm going to set the power level on both channels to 30. This seems to be the threshold for me. I can just feel the pulses going through me. The program is WAVES, which feels like random tingles in my dick and prostate. It's very pleasant, but it won't make me come." We noticed that Charley's prick was engorging as the current pulsed through him. "You've got other programs, haven't you?" Jim asked. "I do. There's a whole bunch of them pre-programmed, because they work differently with different guys. I guess some can get off on WAVES, although it doesn't do that much for me. Now I'm going to switch to INTENSE. That feels like a constant tingle through my dick and short pulses through my prostate." He pressed the program button repeatedly to effect the change, and then raised the power level to 40, as we could see on the display. "I've come using this several times. It's pretty effective. With any of these programs, I have to get up to 60 or 70 to come." "Why don't you start at the high power level?" I asked. "Because that would be too sudden," he answered. "I have to go slowly so my dick gets used to the e-stim." He raised the power levels to 50 on both channels and adjusted another knob. "I just adjusted the frequency to what feels best for me." "Now that's having an effect," Jim commented. "Your balls are getting tight against your body." I felt Jim squeezing my helmet through the enveloping foreskin, just enough to get me hard without bringing me close to orgasm. I reached over to squeeze his glans, and felt it swell under the foreskin. "Yes," Charley said. "I'm gradually getting there. Now I'm going to ease up to 55." He turned both knobs again, and sighed in delight." "The head's getting glossy," I observed. "It's lost its leathery texture." A couple of minutes passed, during which Charley raised the power level point by point to 60, and we saw a drop of natural lubricant part the lips of his slit. "I could come by raising the power here, but I'm going to switch to TOGGLE because I like that better." He pressed the program button several times until we saw "TOGGLE" appear in the display. What does that feel like? I asked. "That feels like a strong jolt, really hot, alternating between my dick and my prostate." "I can see that it's making your cock jerk every time it hits it," Jim commented. Charley turned another knob counter-clockwise and said: "This adjusts the length of the cycles. I really like it when it goes through my dick for several seconds and then through my prostate for the same length of time. By the way, not all dicks jerk when they feel the TOGGLE jolts." His breathing was now rapid and shallow, and he turned the power knobs up to 65. "I've got to go slowly here at the top end. I need more juice to come, but if I go too fast it can be unpleasant." His prick was seeping more lubricant, and the bullet-shaped glans was very glossy. "Wouldn't a glans cup work better, sending the current right through the end of your tip? I've seen them advertised." I asked. "It might, but it wouldn't make much difference," he said. "As I said before, this sends the current right through the nerves, and it's the same as if I had the electrode right at the end. It feels like all of my dick is getting that hot tingle." "It feels like a tingle, then?" Jim asked. "Yeah, a jolting hot tingle that makes my dick jump every time it starts. Now I'll up the power again, point by point." We saw him turn the power knobs clockwise, and his prick was jerking more forcefully now. His breathing was rapid and shallow. "When I start to come, I'll turn the cycle knob to about three o-clock, for shorter cycles that synchronize with each come." Charley's face was flushed now, a sure sign of his arousal. When the display read 72, he shouted: "Here goes," and he turned the cycle knob sharply clockwise as the first jet gushed from his slit. He cried out sharply as jet after jet gushed from his engorged glans onto the towel, and then he turned the power knobs down to 40. "Bet it sounded like I was being tortured, didn't it?" he asked. I nodded and continued: "I'm not turning it off yet. Even though I've finished coming, it still feels good because the pulses are still making my prostate contract." After another minute he turned off the power box and removed the electrodes. "Now that you've seen what it does, either of you want to try it?" "I will," I said, reaching for the blue band and adjusting it around the base of my shaft. "Wear it a little bit tight," Charley coached. "That makes your erection better because it constricts the veins. Now do you want to conductive rubber loop inside your skin, or do you want to skin back to show the head? You've got a nice big helmet head that looks very good." "No, I'll keep the head covered," I said as I put the loop under the glans inside the hood. Then I put the TENS electrode next to my anus and lay on my side next to the power box. Charley pressed the button and said: "Okay, it's on. Now you select the program and raise the power level, but do it slowly." I chose TOGGLE, as I'd seen what it did for him, and slowly brought the power to 30 on both channels. A pleasant tingle alternated between my prick and prostate. When the pulse hit my prick, it felt as if my prick were being squeezed hard at the same time it was expanding. My body stiffened. I raised the power to 40 slowly, feeling the pulses become more intense. "This is really doing it for me," I announced. Jim was watching my prick intently as Charley had taken over squeezing his glans. "Your cock isn't jerking," Jim said. "Do you need more power?" "Remember, not everybody's dick jerks when the current hits," Charley said. I smoothly raised the power to 50, and with each pulse the tightness in my prick intensified. "Your big helmet's really bulging through your skin," Charley observed. Point by point I slowly eased the power to 50, feeling the prolonged tingles alternating between my prick and prostate. "I wish I could see your tip now," Charley said. "It must be dark purple." I saw his fingers slowly sliding Jim's hood back to expose the glans. I increased the power again, sliding up to 65, and my shaft and glans felt about to explode. I crept up to 70, and the hot tingles made the root of my prick tighten. My breathing was shallow and rapid, and I was totally focused on my prick. "When you start to come I'll bring the cycles faster to synchronize with your gushes." The tightness inside me increased as I came to the brink, and I edged up the power to 72. A sudden blast of sensation shook my entire body and I felt the first burning gush pour into my urethra. Charley's fingers turned the knob and now the pulses were coming at about one a second, in time with my jets, as I howled loudly and helplessly. It felt as if my entire being was pouring out through my throbbing prick. The hot streams shot out of me until I felt utterly drained, and I saw Charley ease back on the power. "It feels like I'm still coming," I whispered weakly. "You had a full-body orgasm," Jim observed. "Your cock didn't jerk, but your whole body was shaking. You sounded like you were being tortured too." "So much shot out that you really soaked the towel," Charley added. Now he turned off the power and I slowly came out of my daze. I felt Charley's fingers gently removing the electrodes. More cream dripped from my foreskin's orifice onto the towel. I got up and Jim lay down in my place. Jim slipped the blue band around the base of Jim's shaft. "I'm going to make it a little tight, like I did on Jack. Okay if I skin you back so we can see that beautiful head?" Jim nodded assent and Charley pushed his foreskin back to form a fleshy collar behind the flaring corona, and adjusted the loop behind the ridge, pulling it tight. "That'll act like a tourniquet, making the head bigger. Your tip's really eye candy to me." Jim took the TENS pad and slipped it between his buttocks. "Now I want to see what it does for you," I said. I was now out of my daze and fully conscious. Jim pressed the ON/OFF button and the unit came to life. I was still milking my urethra and catching the residue in a wad of Kleenexes. "I'm going to select TOGGLE because of what it did for you two," Jim said. He rotated the power knobs to 30. "I'm feeling that hot tingle, in my cock and prostate," he continued. It feels like my cock's expanding and being squeezed hard at the same time." "You hole's already wet," Charley observed. I saw that indeed Jim's teardrop shaped meatus was filled with a drop of clear liquid. I put a fresh towel down in front of him, as I suspected he'd gush as copiously as I had. His helmet was already dark purple, both from the tight conductive rubber noose behind his rim and from the effect of the erotic pulses surging through his prick and prostate. Now Jim eased the power knobs to 40, sighing in delight. "Man, this is really hot," he remarked. "Now I can feel what it was doing for you, Jack." Jim reached out and turned the cycle control knob to ten o'clock. "This will give you longer pulses, Jim," he advised. "Your dick's going to feel like it's really swelling." "And being squeezed, too," Jim added. "I've never felt anything like this before. It feels like I'm on the edge of coming with every pulse through my cock." Now he turned the power slowly up to 50, and I sensed the tension building in his body. "That glossy helmet shows how hot you are," Charley told him. "Ease the power up now, very slowly." Jim turned the knobs and we watched the display go up to 60 during the next minute. "Your prick's not jerking, just like mine," I commented. "No, but it feels wonderful. That squeezing feels like the skin on my cock's tightening down each time the current hits." "It probably is," Charley advised him. "Remember that electric current will make a muscle contact, and the skin of the dick contains a sheet of thin muscle." As Charley was speaking Jim turned the power up gradually, and now it was at 70. Clear drops were flowing from Jim's orifice onto the towel and now Charley grasped Jim's glans between two fingers and began licking the teardrop shaped hole. Jim had begun to shudder slightly, and I eased in behind him and hugged him tightly, as I wanted to feel the spasms when they began to shake his body. He was breathing hard, as I did just before the orgasm, and I knew he'd be blowing his load in a couple of seconds. "HUNH! HUNH! HUNH!" he grunted loudly as his body stiffened, and I felt his hips buck. I saw Jim turn the cycle knob to three o'clock so that Jim would get a hot pulse with every spasm. I felt Jim's body straining against mine as he went through the joyful release of climax. He sobbed loudly as each pulse hit his prick, sending another torrent of boiling cream erupting from his distended meatus. I was sublimely happy that my brother was experiencing the same intense orgasm I'd had minutes before, and that I was there to share it vicariously. Charley turned the power down, and I knew Jim's orgasm ws fading. Jim put his head down again, licking the white fluid from Jim's swollen front dome, and then he said: "Seeing that big purple helmet shooting its come is such eye candy. I'm glad you kept your skin back." I understood the visual impact of a big throbbing helmet in orgasm, as Jim and I had experienced mutual orgasms many times, and we both always found it fascinating to watch. "That was so hot," Jim whispered as his prick began to soften and his body relaxed. Charley turned off the unit and I held Jim tightly as he sank into his daze. Now Jim was limp in my arms and I enjoyed his warmth against me. "That was a new sensation we felt in our pricks," I said to Charley. "The only thing that matches that is docking." "Oh, were you able to dock? You got enough skin?" "I have enough to cover his helmet to the rim, and he pulled his foreskin over mine," I said. "The feeling we got when your big hard helmets were throbbing against each other was out of this world." Jim was silent for a minute, looking thoughtful. "Maybe I should start restoring," he said. "I've been thinking about it since I met you two. "You know how I like having my tip always on display, but most of the time it's in my pants. I could always pull the skin back when I want to show my tip, like you guys do, and keep it covered the rest of the time when I'm not using it." "You'll get more sensitive by keeping your tip covered," I pointed out. "That's a bonus for you." "I know how sensitive you guys are," he acknowledged and asked: "How do I start?" "Use a tape ring at first, and then when your shaft skin grows and gets loose enough, slip in a cone the way Jim and I do." Jim saw stirring in my arms and now joined in the conversation: "You saw how it worked for me, and how my helmet became more sensitive, Charley." We got up and went into the bathroom to shower, and all three of us emptied our bladders under the influence of the hot water. Continued in Part 12.