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>Writer’s note: Personally touched to be asked to write this story recognizing people with disabilities. Requested to be a romance story that doesn’t ignore sexuality among people living with cerebral palsy and multiple sclerosis. Inspired by a true life couple…hope you take a read and enjoy!
Jonathan returned to his second semester of college. He had done well in all his classes at the start of the school year and was glad to return to classes. He wasn’t your typical freshman at a large university. He was incredibly hard working, naturally inquisitive, and enjoyed learning. He also happened to be living with multiple sclerosis since he was 16 and had been using a motorized wheelchair during his senior year of high school.
Other than that, he had all the natural thoughts and desires as other young men his age. His two best friends from high school, Ben and Marcus, were also enrolled in the same university, albeit different majors. Jonathan did feel that he was drifting further apart from them, because now they were invited to parties and he was not.
On that first week back, Ben and Marcus told Jonathan about an awesome party being thrown by a popular frat on campus. They were excited to go, but Jonathan’s gloomy look made them feel guilty about mentioning it.
“Would you like to go?” Marcus suddenly threw out.
Jonathan hesitated for a few seconds, “Umm…no, don’t worry about it…I’m not into parties…”
It sounded like a bold-faced lie, but Marcus didn’t know how to respond.
Ben then asked, “But you could just go with us? You know, there’s nothing wrong with going with your friends?”
It was a sly way to respond and Jonathan didn’t have any good excuse not to. They all got hyped up, excited about the Friday night party with the potential to meet hotties and get wasted.
The night of the party, the three pulled up in Ben’s SUV to a giant frathouse. Not being members, they knew they were crashing, but luckily the house was so big and the attendees so numerous, it was hard for them to be figured out. Getting out of their truck, they walk up to front entrance, greeting one of the frat brothers guarding the door.
“Yo, what’s up bro?” grunted the dude.
Ben and Marcus fist-bumped him and showed him a box containing 2 bottles of vodka and a bottle of tequila. On Jonathan’s lap was a large 36 pack of beer.
The frat then looked down at Jonathan and bellowed, “And what’s up with you, little man?”
There was an awkward silence among them, before Jonathan replied, “Ready to party, man…”
They were then directed to the kitchen, where they were suppose to deposit their alcoholic contributions. Loud music filled the space, forcing everyone to yell just to be heard. Marcus grabbed some random drinks that were on the counter and pass them to Ben and Jonathan. Jonathan choked on the mystery drink; it tasted like a rancid combination of Mountain Dew, margarita mix, and tequila. Ben and Marcus downed them like champs, but even they gagged slightly. Marcus got another round for the three of them. This time it was Fireball mixed with some unknown chaser; it burned Marcus’ throat. Jonathan, now nursing two drinks, was starting to lose his enthusiasm for the party.
“COME ON…LET’S GO TALK TO SOME CHICKS!” Marcus screamed into their ears.
They maneuvered themselves into the living room and Marcus approached this obviously drunk blonde. Ben looked around for a few moments before settling on this Asian chick and her slightly chubby friend. Jonathan was parked in a corner of the room, now feeling like a third wheel. Then the same drunk blonde stampers over, sitting on Jonathan’s lap.
“HI…CUTIE…AND…WHAT’S YOUR…NAME..?” she managed to get out.
Nervously, he replied, “Jonathan…nice to meet you…”
“JON-NA-THAN??? OH…you’re so cute…” she trailed off.
Increasingly uncomfortable, he didn’t know if he should throw her off or not. Jonathan was being held hostage by some girl who could vomit on him any second now…
“STACY! STACY!!!” this mystery girl yells into her ear. She pulled Stacy off of him and then added, “I’m sorry, my sorority sister’s drunk off her ass. I’m Sara.”
“WAIT…WHAT?” Jonathan yelled.
“I’M SARA! WHAT’S YOUR NAME?”
“OH, I’M JONATHAN!”
It was at that moment that Stacy puked on the floor. Everyone looked for that split second, but then returned to partying. Mortified, Sarah picks Stacy up and drags her to the bathroom. Just like that, Jonathan was left alone, within smelling distance from whatever Stacy threw up.
Planning on just getting out there, he went through the living room and out some french doors to the outdoor pool. The cool temperature didn’t make it a fun idea to dive into the freezing waters, but there was a decently sized jacuzzi along the side of the house. He approached it and saw 3 attractive girls entirely naked in there.
“Hey baby….how are you doing?” asked one of them.
“Come on in…it’s fun!”
One of them drunkenly climbs out and lifts Jonathan up; she begins to pull his shirt and then hastily pull his pants off. She tries to strip him completely naked, but Jonathan holds onto his boxers for dear life. With some help from the girls, he climbs into the hot tub. The immediate warmth of the bubbly water created this pleasurable sensation for Jonathan. The view itself wasn’t bad, with 3 sexy girls that were also in there to keep him company. Being the only guy in there, they swam closer to him like piranhas before a feeding frenzy.
“I’m Lana, she’s Petra, and she’s Eileen….what’s your name?”
Jonathan nervously replies, “I’m Jonathan…freshman…”
One of them yells, “FRESHMAN! Well, we’re gonna make sure we take care of you…”
They swarm Jonathan and grabs him every conceivable angle. It was a bowl of arms and legs swaying in hot water…Jonathan was starting to lose his mind a bit.
“Whoa! Slow down…” he yelled after feeling someone reach in between his legs. Petra and Lana then hold him down and Eileen dives into the water below…
“I GOT IT!” Eileen screams! His boxers were ripped off and then Eileen whirls them around before throwing them about 20 feet over the fence to the next door property. They then each hop out of the tub and run back into the house, leaving Jonathan naked. In between crying and panicking, Jonathan was wondering what possessed him to come to the party.
After screaming for Ben and Marcus for about 10 minutes, Jonathan was going to give up before Sara, the girl from earlier, walked around the corner.
“Hey, are you okay?” she asked.
“Umm…no. Some bitches stole my boxers and ran off…”
“So you’re naked in that hot tub…”
Jonathan didn’t dignify that with a response, but luckily Sara reached in to help him get out. She had already held a drunk girl’s hair back tonight, so this wasn’t much worse. Sopping wet in his wheelchair, he put his boxers back on first. Sara turned her back to avoid the already awkward situation. He then pulled his pants up his wet legs, but they kept getting snagged.
“Here, let me help…it’s okay…”
She slowly pull each leg through the pants. Jonathan’s panic wasn’t helping him before. Sara’s sure hands calmed him. When she gets the pants up to his crotch, her hands were incredibly close to his dick. He pushed her hands away and decided to button the pants himself.
After that, Sara guided Jonathan to one of the bedroom suites, hoping to find a towel. She directs him to get onto the bed first; she then pulls a stack of towels out of a closet.
Sarah passes one to Jonathan, who dries himself off. His hair was disheveled and reeked of pool chlorine. She then wiped down the seat of his wheelchair. Afterwards, she sat on the bed next to him.
“You seem to have had a crazy night…”
Jonathan rolled his eyes and replied, “Yeah, I guess…”
He then looked up at her for the first time. Sara was pretty cute. Her long dark hair hid her grey eyes and beautiful smile. It was rare for Jonathan to ever get 1-on-1 time with someone cute like her. While they stared at each other, their hands simultaneously touched. That human connection opened up their group senses and it felt as if they were telepathically linked.
The old Jonathan would have need a few minutes to thinks things over, but he just moved his face closer to hers. Their lips touched and the kiss was electric. Next, his hands proceeded to unbutton her top, then her bra. Jonathan was a fast worker. He firmly grasped her beautiful breasts…the first time he had held such beauties.
Sara took his slightly moist pants off and there it was…perhaps Jonathan’s biggest surprise: his enormous 8″ piece of meat. At full mast, it was clear Sara was turning him on. However, she was humbled in seeing it as perhaps she had never even knew dicks could be so big. She tried grasping it with one hand, but only held half of his giant log.
Sizing it up with a firm gaze, she slowly approached the monster cock and stuck out her tongue to taste the head, almost like determining if it’s poisoned or not. One quick lick and she deemed it safe, so she then did the impossible: she widened her mouth like a python before swallowing its prey.
Jonathan threw his head back in joy….his eyes winced but the sounds of pleasure were easy to decipher. She was tasting his magnificent precum and trying to get at least half of this thing down her throat.
Despite the unusual looks and stares from everyday people, Jonathan knows he still your average guy. Everything works down there, except in his case…it’s a rather large cannon sitting between his legs. The fact that he masturbates regularly and cums like crazy…there is no difference in how others should view his sexual appetite and prowess.
He lies back on the bed and invites Sara to sit on top of his massive cock. Her face contorted as his girthy member stretched her insides, filling every cubic inch of space. They were both turned off, generating their natural juices to lubricate the action. Sara bounced up and down on Jonathan, both with their arms held to each other. It looked like a mechanical bull rider…the frenzy of the action was pure sexual energy.
Jonathan was watching Sara and her breast bouncing up and down; her intense look of joy made him feel like a stud. He then reached behind to her cheeks and he held the tight, firm cheeks proudly as his cock entered in and out of her wet pussy.
Sara couldn’t hold it in any longer and her orgasm unleashed this epic torrent down Jonathan’s pulsating cock. He had never witness a woman squirt before and Sara’s orgasm and trembling provided the proper rhythmic pulse to lead him to orgasm too. Sara getting off, it was then a virtual cum fountain, spraying several loads high into the air. Inevitably, Sara was coated, but she didn’t seem to mind so much.
Grabbing another stack of fresh towel, Sara cleaned the both of them. Jonathan finally gets his clothes back on. He looks at Sara one time as she styles her hair in front of a mirror. He decides not to say good-bye yet, so he goes out of the bedroom and went on to look for Ben and Marcus.
Out in the living room, he finds them with all the other party-goers.
“Guys, where have you been? I’ve..”
Ben interrupts, “Yo, you’ve been gone a long time. We’ve been waiting for them to do their show.”
Jonathan asks, “What show?”
The lights turn off and the giant flat screen TV turns on.
On the screen was an awkward angle from a surveillance camera. Out of focus, you can only see two shadowy figures in the bed. The sound begins to become clearer and it’s a man and woman talking.
The picture becomes clearer and clearer. Jonathan realizes what is going on.
“GUYS, GUYS! WE GOTTA GO NOW!” He’s screaming to Ben and Marcus over the sound of the TV. “NOW!”
He grabs them both from behind and puts his wheelchair in reverse. The bolt forces them to turn back towards the screen and they see what Jonathan didn’t want anyone to see.
Marcus bursted out in laughter and cheers, “YO, YO, I KNOW THAT GUY!”
Ben didn’t say a word and dragged Marcus with him and the three head to the car.
Inside, Jonathan felt like shit…used shit. Marcus, still hyper from that explosive video surprise, wanted to unleash some of that energy, but…
“Guys, I had no idea they were filming that! You know I wouldn’t do something like that.”
Ben finally chimed in, “Of course, bro…we know that’s not your style.”
Jonathan face-palms him and sunk into his laps.
“Do you want us to go get the video?” Ben asked.
From the muffled sounds in his lap, “No…there’s no point…everyone saw it already.”
Ben bends over and gives Jonathan a firm hug. There wasn’t much for them to say.
Suddenly the door opens and Marcus shows them the storage card from the surveillance camera. He tosses it to Jonathan.
“You can keep it for a lonely Saturday night,” he chuckled.
From the house, several frat guys run towards the car, trying to get their sex video back. Ben floors it and the car drives off.
The party was worth going, but something has to be said about going home with your own sex video as a parting gift.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/iwum2o/the_lover_in_the_wheelchair_mf_college