Dear John Forever ... Copyright Alex Carr 2011
John was so pleased to see me and showed his appreciation with a real warm hug and strong kiss which gave out all the passion and desire I expected of
him.
I had been away on business in Japan - assisting the earthquake victims so it had been a good month since we met. Usually we managed to see each other at least twice a week so John and I were so relieved that I was back.
I should explain that John was one of those thalidomide babes born in the seventies and was deformed in as much as most of his life is now spent in a wheelchair, although he is able to hobble around a bit given his artificial
legs.
I met him during my carer duties and soon grew a deep and fond liking for him.
It didn't take long before we resumed our normal bonding in a way we both enjoyed of each other. We had taken to each other so easily, I admit firstly it was because I felt sorry for John, being confined to a wheelchair and all, and my main concern was for his welfare, that just because he is disabled doesn't mean he is without sexual feelings and because we were of the same leaning we were soon both able to enjoy each other but, as insisted by John, not because of empathy but purely need for gratification.
"I have been aching so much for your touch, to hear your voice again and for real and not over a telephone link" he said as we started to undress, occasionally pausing to take in each other in different modes of undress, to touch and kiss, his tongue showing me just how much he wanted me. At times like these, as we were both silent, the presence of each other, being there face to face, was magic, we knew exactly what each of us wanted and expected now that most of the experimentation and discovery had been accomplished.
Soon we were naked again, it seemed like ages since we had been before and I felt his heat and saw that certain look in his eyes which said everything. It was a simply wonderful relationship between us both and feeling his hands clasp around my back and the gentle pressing on my hips downwards I knew what he wanted, and it was what I wanted too, to smell and taste him again, wonderful! He moaned as I kneeled before him, his thighs opening as he slipped along to the edge of his chair enabling me to get easy access to what we both craved for.
His hands were soon placed behind my neck gently pushing and nudging me into his groin. I closed my eyes and let him make the moves, manoeuvring my head and my face into him, the sniffing and the licking there so profound as I enjoyed him immensely. I felt him take my breath away as he held my head firmly into him, urging me with the certain sounds I knew so well to take him orally.
I brought my hands up to cradle his balls, to squeeze and feel them as I started to take his swell into my mouth, his so beautifully primed bloom so ready to be sucked.
It tasted good, the warm and pungent earthy taste of John was always a sheer delight and always so wonderfully thrilling as I discovered a method in which I could take his whole length into my throat, sheer ecstasy, his words now telling me just how much he had been aching for this moment and for my fuck. I sucked him for some time like he wanted he just laid there against the back of his chair, me looking up to feel the joy of him enjoy me.
"Pete you are my guardian angel, my very own - I love and need you so much,
everything that is you" and I knew before very long he would want my ass, when it would be my turn. Bent astride his chair, my hind steeped in position so he could orally enjoy me beneath in a way I loved and adored.. No holds barred he enjoyed me from every angle, his probing into me, the stretching as he sucked and licked me everywhere underneath, the feel of his tongue exploring and delving was simply wonderful. I was already feeling in anticipation a tingle in my passageway and knew that would next be on the cards.
"Hold you head back a little, Pete, I love to see you suck my cock, love the way you hold and tease it back and how sensitively you tease my p-hole with your tongue, it is divine and I love you so much. I pulled it out a bit to strengthen its growth, I could actually feel it growing inside y mouth as I continued to hard suck, licking in between the full length as I felt his eyes scan me doing it, I told him between breaths, how good it was and how so very soothing it felt to suck him, his smell was so attractive to me and the taste so appealing, I knew I would have it there inside my mouth long after - just like I will feel his lovely cock inside me even when we'd done with the fucking. But for now he wanted to smother me again, wriggling his hips in his chair and working his cock and balls into my face once more, making it so lovely and divine for me as a prelude to what was soon top come, just absolutely to be all ass and hole for his pleasure and it soon was as I changed positions, turning around so his face was into my ass, my hands secured to the handles of his chair so that I was able to move as he wanted me, and as I wanted, to feel his caress of me in different attitudes, so wonderfully delicious.
"I love your sweet ass, Babe" he sighed and I felt his fingers starting to stretch my cheeks wide apart and then the utter warmth of his mouth begin to suck me out like he always did and like he knew how I loved it "I just love to be all ass for you John" I said moving it around and around over his face and mouth, feeling his tongue lick and tease my hole which now was truly aching for the feel of his quality fuck inside.
And we did it all like it was the most natural thing in the world which made it all the more thrilling, He told me he felt so lucky to have found someone like me who recognised how a disabled person wanted sex just as much as
anyone ales. And withy plenty op patience and understanding and consideration, we were both able to work something out so as we could both mutually enjoy each other in the most intimate ways.
I told him I was indeed lucky to have found someone of like mind, that we could share all out secret fantasies for real and all this as we enjoyed the
wonderful oral sensations we could give to each other. Either by flesh contact or sometimes with the aid of sex toys, like anal vibrators and stretchers before he fucked me, although, after he had worked me there so beautifully I was most times stretched and ready for his wonderful eight inches of heaven.
It was fun too how we fucked, how I manoeuvred myself above him, sometimes sin his chair and others when he laid on the floor, and the sensation of his gorgeous cock awaking slowly into me was absolute paradise, something I can never explain just really how wonderful it felt, especially when he had worked it right up me, pausing to let us both feel each others throb, and by now we knew the signs - ho0w to adjust to each other to reach the perfect mutual climax, feeling his whole body rise up beneath me and give me that wonderful deep surge of ripe cock.
And we'd enjoy that usually three times after short intervals in which we talked about how we both felt at that moment, the deep French kissing securing our special bond, the little things John loved to do to me, like bending
me across his lap and giving me a few slaps with his open pal, enjoying the sound of the slapping and watching my ass cheeks flush which made him very horny indeed..
But the sting was well worth it because emerged in the pleasure of sex and his beautiful ass sucking once more was so good.
At this time of writing John and me have been into our relationship for nigh on five years and we were talking the other day about how many fuckings was that, when on average it was nine times a week.
But he paid me the highest compliment in as much as he said no matter how long we have been together it was as fresh and thrilling as the first time and he would want me forever...