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Three Way Stimulation

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Three Way Stimulation by Jackinnm@yahoo.com (Jackinnm@yahoo.com)Thinking about Ed's invitation for a three way sex party with him and his son kept my cock half hard in my pants during the short drive to his place the next day. When I walked through his doorway I saw his eyes drop to my crotch as he chuckled: "Looks like you're ready for fun." His hand reached out to caress the long bulge down the front of my left thigh, and the pleasant touch made my prick tingle and swell even more. "Better get those pants off right now." I went into the bedroom and was stripping down in front of Ed's avid stare when the doorbell rang. "Must be Bill," he said as he went to answer it. Moments later he came back leading a guy about 30, with blond hair, who greeted me with a wide smile. "Dad told me you'd be here," he began as he shook my hand, his eyes riveted on my unclothed crotch. "Let me get my clothes off and we'll get better acquainted." He began peeling off his clothes and was totally naked before Ed had finished undressing. Bill was about the same height as Ed and myself, more muscular, and low-hangers much like his dad's. Where we differed was in our cocks. Ed had a super long foreskin that drooped well beyond his glans, forming a rather loose and baggy nipple. Mine had a foreskin that ended in an inch long nipple beyond the head, but Bill had no foreskin at all, instead showing a thick brown scar ring half and inch behind the head. "Nice," Bill said softly as he stared hard at my crotch, watching my cock in the last stages of erection, the head vividly defined through its thick hood. "I really dig guys with foreskin." He reached out to pinch the end of my foreskin pucker. "Yours is almost as long as dad's." "Bill's mom had him circumcised when he was born. I didn't want him cut but she signed the consent form without telling me." Ed wrapped an arm around his son's shoulders as his other hand dropped down to squeeze Bill's cock-head. "I've been trying to make it up to him ever since." Bill was hard in seconds, and it was clear to see that his cock was very much like his father's, a bit more than six inches long, with the same sharply defined helmet. The helmet had a round front dome, which expanded to form a finely sculpted rim, flaring out proudly above the deep groove behind it. I was surprised and delighted to see that the slit that parted the front dome was pouting to form a teardrop shaped orifice, just like mine, unlike Ed's long tight slit. The hole was already filled with a drop of clear fluid, like a tear filling his cock-eye. When Ed's fingers clamped hard around the base of Bill's shaft, the cock pulsed and another drop squeezed its way out, running down into the cleft on the underside. "Yours looks very nice, with that big purple head," I commented as I stepped closer and began to spread the slippery fluid in small circles around Bill's cock-eye. I felt a throb under my finger as I stimulated him, and saw Bill's scrotal sac draw up tightly against his body. "Let's try electro-stimulation on you," Ed said to his son as he released him and nudged him onto the big queen size bed. Bill lay flat, eagerly anticipating the joy to come as Ed prepared his implements. He connected the power box to the wall plug and attached the leads to the box. After pouring some conductive jelly onto the flat electrode, he reached down to slip it into the crack between his son's buttocks. "Electro always turns me on powerfully," Bill said to me as Ed prepared the other electrode. This was a flexible rod of conductive rubber, about an eighth of an inch in diameter, anchored in a flat plastic plate that held it to form a loop. One end slid through a hole in the plate to adjust the size of the loop. "Now for some more jelly," Ed said as he squeezed a large drop onto his finger and spread it around the groove behind Bill's flaring rim. He placed the loop in the groove and pulled on the free end of the loop to tighten it, until it fit snugly behind the rim. I helped by spreading a towel on Bill's stomach and chest, letting his hard cock flop down onto the towel, pointing toward his chest. "Looks like you're ready to go," Ed said as he completed the connections and turned on the power. Bill was obviously experienced with electro-stimulation, as he turned up the power and adjusted the "pulse" knob. His prick began to jerk with the hot pulses coursing through his sensitive tissues. He adjusted the frequency knob, searching for the frequency that felt best for him, then upped the power level again. Ed and I sat on each side of him, watching as his excitement rapidly mounted. "The reason Bill enjoys it so much is that he can feel sensations he never felt before," Ed explained to me. "For example, he doesn't have a foreskin, but the nerves in his prick are still there, and the current stimulates them so that he feels sensations as if they were coming from his foreskin. "Those pulses make the skin of my prick contract, and it feels like a big hand is squeezing my prick all the way down to the root," Bill said. His breathing was becoming heavier as he spoke, and it was obvious the pulses were reaching him, driving his excitement rapidly to the peak. He turned up the power again, and his prick jerked more forcefully with each pulse. His face was becoming flushed, and his legs began trembling lightly. "Looks like he's going to spew a big load," I said as I watched Bill's cock jerk rhythmically, more clear fluid seeping from the teardrop shaped hole at the end. I touched the underside of the head, lightly caressing the twin lobes where the sides of his corona swept forward to meet in a thin weld line. Bill twisted the power knob higher, then advanced the pulse control to make his cock jerk more rapidly. "Getting' close," Ed commented as he cupped his son's balls. I felt and watched the head going into its final swelling before orgasm, the surface hardening under my fingers as the color changed to a dark purple. Because Bill's glans was totally devoid of foreskin, it was exposed for me to see the color change. Now there was a steady flow of lube seeping from the hole, spreading over the hot surface of Bill's glans. The cock-head was bobbing up and down in response to each powerful pulse, and when I took a quick look at Bill's face I saw his eyes close. He was withdrawing into himself as orgasm neared, and I knew that his awareness of the outside world was fading as the hot sensations in his jerking, throbbing penis consumed him. "You're almost there," I whispered to him as I continued to massage the sensitive areas of his hot hard tip with my finger. I knew that the stimulation I was providing was marginal, but I wanted to feel his glans throb and this let me experience his sensations vicariously as the current pushed him toward the brink. "HAH! HAH! HAH!" Bill was now moaning and gasping as the waves of sensation coursed through his crotch, and I knew that his glans would begin spewing any second. I kept running my finger lightly over its sexy contours, feeling each electrically generated throb, watching the head bob up and down. "HAHHHHHHHH!" he cried out helplessly as the first wave of orgasm overwhelmed him, and I knew exactly what he was feeling because I'd experienced it myself not long ago. A thick white jet shot from his tip to land on his chest, followed by another as Bill yelped again. His throbbing glans gushed again, and some of the hot fluid hit my finger as I caressed the big front dome. His hips lifted off the bed as he bucked and thrust hard in mindless frenzy, the sensations ripping though him and sending him into ecstasy. His prick bobbed and jerked again, sending another torrent of hot cream arcing into the air. Ed turned down the power, knowing that Bill was too preoccupied with the hot sensations to think of doing it himself. I knew that the pulses would keep the spasms going, giving Bill added thrills in his pounding cock after the orgasm had ceased. Now Bill was still writhing on the bed although his cock had stopped shooting, the jets giving way to a slow ooze of semen as he drained himself dry. Finally, he opened his eyes and turned off the power, allowing him to relax and enjoy the afterglow. Ed and I gently removed the electrodes from Bill's body, careful to avoid touching the head, which we knew must be super-sensitive after the mind-numbing orgasm. I rolled up the towel, and dabbed his glans to sop up the residue, watching the engorged penis shrink back to normal size. We looked at each other, noting that we were both fully hard, fully aroused by the stimulation of watching and feeling bill discharge his load. Our swollen cock-heads were sharply defined under our foreskins. "Want to try it the same way?" Ed asked me. "How do you mean?" Ed held up the loop of conductive rubber. "Let me skin you back and put this on you. I'll put another on myself and we'll go tip to tip, like docking but without the skin." He demonstrated by retracting his copious foreskin until it formed a thick fleshy roll behind his flaring rim, then he worked the loop between foreskin and corona until it was firmly lodged in the groove behind his glans. He massaged some conductive jelly over his foreskin and the loop. I lay on my side to face him, and Ed skinned me back. He poured some conductive jelly on my prick and spread it around my rim and foreskin, working it deep into the groove. Then he pressed another loop into the groove between corona and foreskin, and connected it to the lead. Bill had gotten up, and was sitting on the edge of the bed, exhausted cock drooping down between his thighs, resting on his flaccid ball sac as he watched us get ready. Ed lay down facing me, and pressed the front of his glans against mine. "I'll work the box," Bill volunteered, and turned on the power. A tingle ran through my glans, and I knew Ed was feeling the same hot tingle because the current ran from my flesh through his. We held our cocks steadily against each other, making sure they remained connected so as not to break the circuit, as Bill adjusted the pulse control. We felt the powerful jerks in our cocks as the pulses flowed, sending us into a higher plane of sensation. "Frequency okay?" Bill asked. I couldn't speak, but nodded. Ed grunted, and Bill turned up the power. The hot sensations rocked us, and our bodies strained, anticipating the hot thrills of orgasm, which we knew were not far off. He increased the power again, and I felt a tightening in my crotch as the pulses made our hot hard tips throb. "Close…" Ed muttered as I felt the hot thrills pulsing through my glans, and the responsive throbs of his tip against mine. Bill increased the power, and I felt the hot pulses surge through my tip, making my cock-root contract reflexively. My crotch muscles were tight, out of my control and against my will, and I knew that the pulses would draw the orgasm from me any second. My eyes closed, and I focused totally on my throbbing cock, feeling the hot tingle where the tips touched, barely aware of anything else. "Man, your tips are deep purple now," Bill's voice announced. "You're just drooling pre-come." He must have turned up the power at that moment because I felt another hot surge that filled my glans with sensation and traveled down to my cock-root, making it explode and pour the first discharge into my urethra. I heard myself crying out helplessly in the distance as my cock poured its first load against Ed's tip, and felt his glans throb hard against mine. I knew he must be into it too, because I heard his hot cries of orgasm and felt a hard jet hit the front of my glans as it throbbed again. Ed and I poured our juices out, tip to tip, the hot pulses driving our bodies, making our cock-roots contract in uncontrollable spasms, forcing us to drain ourselves completely. I felt our mixed fluids running over my trembling, encircling fingers as we spewed again and again. As my sensations faded, I felt the pulses diminish and knew that Bill must have turned down the power. Still, e continued to ooze against each other, tips sliding over one another, until Ed told his son to turn off the box. We lay exhausted, drained after the mind-numbing orgasm, totally satisfied, sated, and drained. After a while I opened my eyes to see Ed looking at me, dazed, numbed, and stupefied. I must have looked the same way, because he began to grin. He removed the electrode from my cock and eased the long hood forward over my shrunken tip, covering and protecting it, then did the same for himself. Bill snuggled in behind me, his arms over both of us, and we slept.