Sexy on Wheels

I cruised through life relatively easily. I’m Italian, people would say good looking and I worked out and had a good body. I was close to my family, had a lot of friends and even more boyfriends and hookups. I was and still am a very sexual guy. I don’t mind saying I’m a pleaser in every way. Pleasing a man with my mouth or ass is the biggest turn on for me. The better I make them feel, the more turned on and aggressive they get, the more they use me. This is just how I like it. Most people would look at me then and think, lucky guy. I did. I was. Until I wasn’t.

I’m in a wheelchair today due to a neurological illness. What that is exactly isn’t important. What is important is my journey to love and accept myself enough to still have a sexually satisfying life. Guess what? There are guys that want to play with guys in wheelchairs. Actually, for some it’s almost a fetish, the ultimate control over another person that has no ability to physically stop a situation once it’s started. Kind of a dream for a submissive bottom like me but not exactly what I find ideal. I want others to desire me, like they always did. I found, after lots of doubt, fear and insecurity, it’s possible.

I hid it well for a few years. My body maintained, I limped a bit and had less energy but my attitude and my good genes carried me through. After a bad fall about four years ago, I knew I had to sit down. As soon as my ass hit the chair, my world changed and I had a hard time. 

A few months after being wheel-bound, I went to my condo in Montréal with my husband. Yes, I have one but I still needed to feel desired by others and him. Plus, we were fooling around together with others for a while. For the first time, insecurities started to rise and I didn’t know how long he would stay. It’s sad but people leave. They can’t handle it and they don’t have to. I’ve been lucky and blessed here but I would do the exact same thing for him. When I waited outside for John to finish getting ready and lock up, a cute twenty something kept walking by and staring at me. Of course I thought I was the freak show. Finally I said “okay, move along. Show’s over, haven’t you ever seen anyone in a wheelchair before”. He turned back and said “nobody as cute as you”. I was stunned and didn’t really believe him. When John came out, the man half our age said “sorry, I was admiring your boyfriend. I thought he was alone”. I laughed but John was quick and knew what I needed. He said “ well why don’t you come in and get a great blowjob before you fuck him”. I’d be happy to watch. The kid ran inside. I say kid because he was half my age, maybe 20-25 and hot. He was French Canadian, tall thin and muscular. Dark hair with piercing blue eyes and jeans worn out at his big bulge and full ass.

I went in and he was pulling his pants off. His cock was a good 8 inches and fat. John pulled his pants down too and sat on the couch. The kid, Dave, I later found, stood on the coffee table like a pro and told me to suck his cock. He was drooling sticky precum and I teased him by squeezing it out and making strings of it from my lips to his cock. Finally he grabbed my head and shoved his cock down my throat. He face fucked me hard as I gagged and submitted to his desires. He let up and let me suck and stroke him until he said he was a big cummer. “Where do you want it”? I immediately went down on him  to his balls as I felt pulse after pulse of his creamy cum flood my throat. So much so that I could barely keep up but I took the challenge and ate every bit of his load. When he pulled out, he jumped off the table. I looked at John, his belly and chest full of cum. He stood up and came to me as I licked and swallowed his cum too. That turned Dave on who was saying “oh fuck, oh fuck” as I licked Johns cum. Dave was rock hard again. Dave said “I want to fuck you”, he turned to John and said “can I fuck your boyfriend? He hasn’t cum yet and I want to be in his ass. Maybe we can take turns”? John was like “hell yea” and I was in wonder. What the fuck was happening?

In the bedroom John tried to help me undress but Dave said, “can I please”? I transferred into bed where Dave roughly removed my shirt, shoes, socks, pants then underwear. He quickly undressed himself and flipped me around to find a comfortable position. He put me on all fours but realized that would be hard for me. So he put me on my side. He grabbed some hand cream from my bed stand and put it on his hard cock. He got behind me and sucked my neck and kissed me. I asked him not to leave any marks and he said, “stop me” and sucked my neck hard. John sat on the bed and I licked his balls and cock as Dave got what he wanted. No condom. I asked if he was good? He said yes. I knew that meant nothing but I wasn’t looking at a long life and wanted to take it raw, dangerous and wet. I let him, without any real choice, he slid in and pounded my ass.

He was good. He fucked hard and with a purpose. I loved it. Polite too, As he pulled out he asked John if he wanted a go, “but don’t wear him out, I want to bread him”. He sat in John’s spot as John entered my ass hard and forcefully like a competition. He fucked me hard as Dave watched and told me to suck his dick and get all that cream off. He wanted to fuck me dry. Impossible now because my natural juices were flowing from use and desire but I gladly ate my ass juice and hand cream off his beautiful dick. As John heated up, Dave asked if he could stop, “I want to cum in him first”. They switched again. This time Dave put cream on my dick and balls and jerked me off as he penetrated my hole. I was moaning and John started working my nipples. Suddenly Dave became a jackhammer. Pounding me harder than I’ve ever been. As I started to cum he yelled out “fuckkkkkkkkkk” as he dumped his huge load inside me.  John was so turned on he literally pulled Dave out of my ass, still dripping and pushed in and road me for just seconds before blasting in my ass to cum and sloshing noises emitting from my hole. We left a wet spot larger than a foot round. All of our juices poured out of me. John said he never saw my hole so full of cum. He rubbed his cock all over it for a good while.

Dave came around and laid in front of me and kissed me for a long time.  He told me how hot I was. I couldn’t believe him until several trips to Montréal latter.

In a way, Dave saved me. After losing so much, he brought sexy back to my life. That feeling you get when a stranger lusts or desires you. I see it now in people, maybe not as many as before but people still find me attractive. Unfortunately, just as many don’t. I’ve learned not to care either way as I didn’t before I was wheel bound. Things change but not really too much if we allow ourselves to be flexible. I’ll write more about Dave and his attraction to wheelers and others in the future.