Sunday, July 13, 2014

The Agreement (NSFW)


This is my last repost of a short erotic story that has been on the forum before. (It's been edited/ spellchecked though..) Hopefully I will have some new material soon.






Me and Alec had made an agreement. -I was going to come down to London for three weeks combined work and vacation: I would take the night shift while his regular carer was away on holiday and get free accommodation in central London and a lot of free time for shopping and meeting friends during the day.
But I was a little worried about the second part of the agreement, the one we had been 
joking about; -the sex. During the months that we had chatted we had joked around and flirted more than a little and teased each other until we had reached our limit.
At one point I had even asked him to take his shirt off in front of the webcam and I had been really shocked when he actually had his carer do it. -It wasn't as much the sight of him as the fact that he actually did it.
I found his thin body with his curved spine and bony arms and shoulders fascinating and incredibly hot, and if I was going to have sex with him, it wasn't going to be like any sex ever before...
He had short black hair, deep dark eyes, high cheekbones and a very attractive smile.
When I agreed to come to London, he had also made a joke asking if it was “A wheelchair thing”, Very embarrassed I had quickly denied it, and he laughed and said:
“-Good, because there is a guy with a bigger one living around the corner from me!”


One part of the agreement was that as he was unable to, I would not be allowed to have any kind of sex for at least two weeks before I would come over. He said that I had made it unbearable by teasing him and that he wanted me to feel what it was like.
-At the time it didn't seem like much of a challenge; by the time I was leaving for London I was certainly regretting it because I was constantly horny! And thinking about Alec instantly made my blood rush, every single time. 
Our first week was very busy, I quickly learnt the nightshift that involved getting him into bed and undressing him but it was a pita since I had to walk beside his carer while learning and we were rarely alone.
We made a good game out of teasing each other, even when in the company of my friends and his carers. Lightly gracing the other with our hands as if by accident, undressing each other with our eyes and leaving “innocent” comments.
After a night out my friend (who wasn't a dev) whispered to me that she could see why I found him so attractive, -but wasn't he well dirty minded? I just laughed and said:
“-That's kind of the point.”
One night during my second week, it was finally just Alec and me.
During the night he sounded the alarm and I quickly got up and into his bedroom. The bedroom was dark except a blueish nightlight. The blue light threw strange shadows over his body.
I could tell that he was stressed and uncomfortable and he whispered to me asking me to move his legs and massage his lower back.
He was lying on his left side, the only way he could be somewhat comfortable during night.
I carefully lifted and moved his stiff legs a bit; they were all skin and bones and his knees were contracted, then I put my hands on his back to find and gently press the sore spot. His skin was soft like a baby's. I asked him to make sure I wasn't pressing too hard.
“-You are being very gentle. I wouldn't be much of a man if I admitted to being in pain would I?” We both grinned because I had listened to him teach and cry out in pain the whole week while I had been learning.
I put my palm on his back and spread my fingers; he was so thin on this part of his back that my hand almost covered the width of his back. I caressed his back with my fingertips up to his neck and then slid all the way down his back again with my open palm. He said:
“-The long scar is where they put the rod in to support my back. The smaller one to the right is where they had to take part of my rib off. Yeah it fucking hurt but it helps with breathing.”
He asked me to fetch a chair and sit by the bed so that he could see me.
He then whispered:
“-I'm sorry, I'm much more nervous than I thought I would be. I'm no virgin, but I haven't had anyone interested in me for many years. I have women around me for 24 hours a day, touching me, washing me, taking care of me for money, -patting me, patronising me. I haven't been able to touch myself for 15 years. I can't see my cock, I can't touch my cock. I don't know if my cock is fucking working!
-I wont be able to have sex with you, because I can't lie on my back anymore, because my body is so stiff!”
He paused for a bit and then let out a tearful laugh:
“-But would you please get my bottle?”
I helped him with the bottle and cleaned up, when I got back into his bedroom I whispered:
“-Well you tell me when you are ready to find out, 'cos I know I'm dying to find out!”  I smiled and continued;
“-I can't hold back anymore because being near you drives me crazy!”
He just grinned at me in the dark and said:
“-Goodnight.”
                       
The next day felt like the longest day ever; I had promised a day shopping with my girls around Oxford street, we had a great time but I couldn't wait to get back home to Alec and the possibility of a nightly adventure. I wanted to arrange a surprise for him and knew exactly what I was going to do.  After dinner we had a quiet evening watching a film and when the evening shift ended and we were alone I got Alec ready for bed even though it was early. He was very nervous and I was all over the place, not having received any relief for nearly a month. He wanted to rest for a bit and I told him to call on me when he needed me. 
I knew that he was nervous but that he also wanted to push me to the very edge to make the experience with him much more intense.
I don't know how long it took, but it was possibly the longest minutes in my life, I was lying in my bed in the other bedroom burning all over and fantasising about all of the things I wasn't allowed to do...
He finally called me over. I lit and dimmed the ceiling light and put the chair next to his bed.
I lit some candles on his desk and by the window to give us a soft romantic feel.
In silence I blinked at him and pulled part of the cover off so that the front of his body was shown. Then I took the two standing mirrors that I had bought and placed one on his desk and the other on the chair, so that he could see his body. I heard him take a deep breath, then he looked up at me but didn't say anything for a long time.
In the light of the candles I slowly undressed in front of him. I carefully crawled into the bed behind him and moved close to him, skin to skin. I wrapped the cover tight around us but left the front uncovered. I was leaning on my elbow and I knew that he could see my face and parts of my body behind him. I closed my eyes and asked if I could kiss him.
He mumbled something and I placed my soft lips on his shoulder and kissed him.
I let my lips slowly wander over his shoulder and the part of the neck and his back that I could reach. I placed my arm under his and my hand found his chest. I could barely see his face on the mirror but he had closed his eyes, mouth slightly open.
I rested my head on his shoulder, smelling him and feeling his soft skin. We cuddled like this for a bit and when I ran my fingers over his chest and down to his stomach, caressing him, he moaned “Oh God.” 
I kept caressing him and he was watching us in the mirror. He said:
“-I don't know how you can find this bony ass attractive.”
I think he was quite taken by seeing his body this way and I told him that he was really sexy to me and that he was beautiful. I whispered to him how he turned me on and how badly I wanted to taste and feel his whole body.
I let my hands investigate every little bony curve of his chest, his ribs, his hips; totally fascinated. I told him how bad I had longed for him and how he had made me feel when I had waited for him, following our agreement. He laughed and said it seemed to have worked!


I caressed and rubbed his thigh and his leg a bit making sure that he wouldn't get too cold and stiff, and then I ran my hands up his back again. I took his hand that was resting over his stomach and he squeezed back. I moved even closer and we lie like that holding hands for a bit. I asked him if he was ok with the mirrors and he said he actually loved seeing my hands all over him and that no one had ever touched him like this before.
I felt so aroused, amazed and happy by his words. I moved his legs and arm a little bit allowing his cock to be shown in full.
Even though I didn't touch it we watched as it grow harder. After he had brought it up the other night I wanted to let him see it first.
I gently placed my hand around its root and felt it throbbing. I realised I had to be more gentle than usual and I licked my index finger all wet to lubricate the head as I softly moved my finger around the sensitive edge.
Alec was breathing heavily and letting out a moan from time to time, but he lasted longer than I could have hoped for, considering it had been so long. I could hear myself moan and I wondered if he could feel my wetness sip out on his leg that pressed against my warm lips...
But this was not about me, and I moved my attention back to this wonderful man next to me.
I gently rubbed my hand up and down his shaft and soon I could literally feel how his cum was rushing through his cock and shooting out and into my hand. Alec cried out;
“-Oh god, oh god, I have a body function!”


After a few minutes rest in silence I cleaned us up and came back to hold him close. Alec had real actual tears in his eyes. I was amazed at his reaction, not able to fully understand how important this was to him; that even if he couldn't move his body, he still had this function left, unaffected by his condition. I think that he felt more complete and I was amazed that I could make him feel this way. Even though we hadn't had penetrating sex it was one of, if not the most, fulfilling sexual experience for me as well.


Alec and I met several times the following years, I saw big changes in him and even though we didn't continue our affair for long he reminded me that I had helped him by showing that he could be attractive and wanted and that it had helped him regain his confidence.
I was genuinely happy for him when he took the step and met a woman with whom he created a family.

2 comments:

  1. Even if it is a repost, it is always new and fresh for someone! Great to read it again.

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  2. I enjoyed this verymuch.

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