Date: Wed, 11 Sep 2002 19:35:43 EDT
From: Chartoe@aol.com
Subject: Chuck's Rehab 1

This is a story of a man who because of an accident has a physical handicap
that has restricted his sexual life.  Even though he has only his memories
of his past life he still has a desire.  With the help of an errand boy he
gets to enjoy a sex life with the boy and his dog.  This is not a story to
make slight of the man's condition but more to make people aware that a
person's memories can be a very driving force in a persons's life.

If you don not like stories of sex between men and a dog then read no
further.  If you have any comments on the story especially the way I try
not to use the man's condition in any way that may offend anyone.  Please
let me know what you think.

send to chartoe@aol.com


			     Chuck's Rehab - 1

	My story began when I had my accident, but the story is only a
by-product of it.  I had been active in sex with animals and other boys.
My accident was one that people hear about all the time.  While having fun
at a pool I injured my neck while diving.
	My recovery was successful according to the doctors and nurses but
it took me a long time to figure that one out.  They say it was successful
but I am the one lying in my bed or sitting in my wheelchair.  My
understanding of a successful recovery would be me walking around and doing
the things I always did.
	After months and months of dealing with this problem I finally
accepted the fact that I had no feelings from my waist down.  All of my
dreams were gone because they all involved me being able to move around
like everyone else.
	For a while I was probably the worst person to be around, nothing
was good enough for me or whatever someone did for me was wrong or I didn't
want it.  The worst part of my condition is remembering what sex was like
before my accident.  I sometimes dream about sex and how great it was only
to wake up in my present condition.
	The best thing that happened to me was getting a computer and
hooking up to the Internet.  On the Internet you can be anything or anybody
you choose to, but after I cut it off I am back in my bed or wheelchair.
	One day I decided that I had lived isolated from the rest of the
real world long enough.  I placed an add on the Internet for a boy who
could come by and run errands for me.  I had a nurse that came by and
helped with the unpleasant things my condition required, but she was not
the same as someone out there that could talk to me about men things.
	There were a lot of answers to my add, but most of them were only
looking for an easy job that paid a lot.  One day I finally got what I
thought might be a good prospect.  The boy actually lived just a block over
and as he said didn't have a lot of social requirements.  This told me that
he was either a real ugly boy who had no friend's boys or girls or he was a
shy kid who had no life outside of his school and family.  I set up a time
for the boy to come by for an interview and made sure it was when the nurse
was not around.
	The boy was very punctual as he knocked on the door one minute
before he was due.  I yelled for him to come on in as I moved my wheelchair
across from the chair I wanted him to sit in.  I had a long list of very
demanding questions to ask him before I would give him an answer about the
job.
	As the boy moved into the room I all but forgot about the
questions.  The boy was somewhere in the neighborhood of 16 years old with
very clear skin.  He might have had an extra ten pounds on his normal size
frame.  It was apparent he was not an athlete because most of his muscles
still had that baby fat on them.
	He walked in and I asked him to sit down as I told him my name was
Chuck and he told me his first name was Paul.  I asked him how free he was
for running errands.  He said that he got out of school at three and was
home by three thirty every day.  He did not have to be at home until seven
when his parents ate.  He said that if for some reason he needed to do
something at that time it was not a big problem.  He said as long as his
parents knew where he was and what he was doing it was all right with them.
He said his curfew was 10:30 on Sundays through Thursdays and 12:00 on
Fridays and Saturdays.  He said on holidays it was 12:00 unless it was a
day before school.
	I told him about my condition and that I would need someone to run
to the store and get me things that I ran out of or get me something that I
couldn't ask some girl to get.  I was really making up stuff to see how the
boy would react.
	We started talking about him and his family and I found out that he
didn't have a girlfriend and really wasn't looking for one.  I figured he
was either too shy or what I was hoping was that he had feelings toward
boys.  He also had a golden lab that was his best friend.  This didn't
really mean too much to me because my apartment complex didn't allow pets
in the building.  When he told me his dog's name was Duke I had to bring my
mind back to the room as it started remembering all the fun I had with male
dogs.
	As we talked the two of us became at ease with each other.  I told
him that if he took the job that it would not pay a lot of money.  I told
him that I could pay him $20.00 a week to be on call and if I used him
would pay him for each trip he made.  I told him that if he took the job
that we could use the Internet to talk back and forth.  I told him he could
check his messages each day when he got up and when he got home from
school.  That way he wouldn't have to come over to the apartment everyday
to see if he was needed.
	Paul said that it sounded great to him and that he usually walked
his dog through my neighborhood each day.  I started thinking about how I
was going to get Paul and his dog into my apartment.  I told him that the
complex didn't allow pets but I would see if it was all right for him to
bring Duke when he had to come over to run errands for me.
	Paul got up to leave and I told him he had the job and be sure to
check his email every morning before school and the first thing when he got
home in the afternoon.  He thanked me for the job as he left the room.
	I immediately phoned the manager of the apartment complex and asked
if it was all right for Paul to bring his dog inside when he came over.  At
first the manager was set against it but when I explained what the boy
would be doing, he said it would be all right as long as the dog didn't
stay over night.
	I emailed Paul to let him know it was all right to bring Duke over
when he came and that I really wanted him to.  I told him that I needed him
to pick up some things for me the next evening, which wasn't really true.
I called down to the corner store where I had a charge account and asked
Joe if they had any porno magazines.  He said that they didn't carry them
but there was an adult store just down the block.  I filled him in on the
boy that would be picking up things for me and I wanted him to pick up the
porn magazines.
	Joe told me that he could pick up the magazines and put them in the
sacks with whatever else I needed.  He then asked me what kind of magazines
I was looking for.  I cleared my throat before telling him that I wanted a
magazine that had pictures of gay men going at it and another one that
showed men with animals mainly dogs.  Joe coughed when he heard the request
and said he hoped he had enough guts to buy such magazines.
	I laughed at him and told him I had been chatting with a few guys
on the internet that had mentioned the types of magazines and I wanted to
see for myself.  I then told him that I couldn't do anything in my
condition anyway.  He laughed and said he would see if they carried them
and would have them ready for the boy to pick up.
	The next day seemed to never pass as I waited for Paul to make it
home and then to my apartment.  Finally the knock came at the door and I
yelled for him to enter.  Paul came in with the bag and his dog Duke
trailing behind him.  Duke came right to me as I called him and clapped my
hands.  Paul asked where I wanted the sack and I told him to place it on
the coffee table in the middle of the room.
	He started taking the items out of the bag and asking where he
should put them.  Some of the items went into the bathroom and others in
the kitchen.  When he got to the magazines his face turned red as he
noticed the pictures.  I told him it was nothing to be bashful about that a
lot of men liked animals and other boys and men.
	I laid the magazines down and told Paul to sit down so we could
chat a bit.  The whole time we were chatting I noticed that he kept looking
at the magazine.  I finally just asked him which one had his curiosity
going.  He said the one with the animals before he even realized what he
was saying.
	His face turned red again as I called Duke to me.  As Paul watched
I rubbed Duke's head and slowly worked my hand down until I was within
reach of the dog's cock.  I reached out and started pulling the dog's
sheath along its cock.  The dog stood up as if at attention and then
started humping itself at my hand.  Paul just stared as I held the dog's
cock in my hand as he pumped until I felt the knot.  I slid my hand past
the knot and grabbed onto the shaft.  This caused the dog to stop pumping
but also caused his cock and knot to swell.
	I reached around between his legs and pulled his cock and knot back
behind him.  The cock was engorged and had started squirting doggy cum onto
the floor in front of me.  I looked over at Paul and he was just staring at
the dog's cock even though it was apparent Paul was very excited himself.
	I told Paul to go ahead and remove his pants so he could relieve
his own tension.  I told him that I could no longer jerk myself off but
would really enjoy watching him.  He placed his hands on his pants and
started to remove them but stopped.  I knew it was going to take a little
more to get him to give in to what I wanted him to do.
	I reached out with my other hand and ran it up and down the dog's
cock as it squirted more dogging cum onto the floor.  That was all Paul
needed as he removed his pants and underwear in one quick movement.  His
thick cut cock sprang up and almost slapped against his stomach.  He
quickly grabbed his cock and started pumping his hand up and down the
shaft.  I told him to slow down so he could enjoy it.
	 He moved over close to me and slowed the movement of his hand.  He
got close enough that Duke reached over and licked at Paul's cock which by
now was leaking some pre-cum.  I asked Paul if he wanted me to suck his
cock but he said no thanks as his face again turned red.  He reached out
with his other hand and took hold of Duke's pulsing cock.
	I told him to pull me beside him and get the magazine with the
animals.  I knew that Paul was new to probably everything except his own
hand, and I should slowly lead him into my sex play.  I opened the magazine
and the first thing we saw was a boy about Paul's age sucking and
deep-throating a dog.  I heard a gasp from Paul as he grabbed his cock and
squeezed it tight.  I knew he was squeezing it to keep it from cumming.
	I flipped the pages and there on the next page was the same boy
with a large dog mounting him.  There was a series of pictures that showed
how large the dog's cock was before it entered the boy's asshole.  Paul
looked at the picture and asked if people really did that.  I assured him
that they did and if I weren't in the condition I was in I would still be
doing it.
	He looked at me but didn't say anything as some more pre-cum oozed
out the head of his cock.  I asked him again if he needed any help with his
hard cock.  He thought a little longer before turning me down.  I notice
him move to where he could get a better look at Duke's cock which by now
was starting to go back into its sheath.
	While he was watching the dog I reached out and took hold of his
hard cock.  Paul gasped but didn't pull away.  I started pumping his cock
as I felt the hard firmness of his cock that would give if you squeezed it
hard enough.  I could remember the way my own cock had felt and
instinctively knew what would feel good to Paul.
	As I jerked on his cock I was able to move him closer and closer to
me.  Finally I was able to suck Paul's cock into my mouth.  He gasped again
but this time his cock was doing more than leaking pre-cum.  There was
volley after volley of hot boy cum hitting the back of my throat.  I
swallowed everything Paul had to give me and the taste and smell made my
mind swirl with thoughts and things I had done before my accident.
	Paul tried to pull his now soft cock out of my mouth but I was not
yet through with it.  I grabbed his ass and pulled him back into my mouth.
He tried to pull away again but as my tongue started arousing his cock he
gave in.  Within seconds his cock was completely hard again and pressing
down into my throat.  I felt Paul's hips jerk a few times as he wanted to
ram his cock down my throat.  I knew Paul wanted to fuck my face but I
decided to save that pleasure for some other time.
	I pulled Paul's cock out of my mouth but didn't release my grip on
it.  Paul stood there wondering what I wanted him to do next.  I told him
to get down on his hands and knees in front of me just as Duke had.  He did
as I told him while I gently stroked his cock.  While he was down there I
snapped my fingers and Duke came to see what I wanted.  I pushed Duke's
nose into the crack of Paul's ass and heard Paul take a quick breath as
Duke licked his asshole.
	Paul's cock jerked in my hand and I thought for a second he had cum
again.  Duke was really getting into licking Paul and I noticed that Paul's
legs had separated some more as Duke was now trying to push his tongue deep
in Paul's asshole.  Paul was beginning to moan as he started rocking back
and forth.  I reached in the crack of Paul's ass and slowly slid my finger
inside.  Paul's body tensed up as I felt him shoot his cum on the floor.  I
quickly grabbed his cock and jerked my hand up and down until it stopped
shooting.
	Duke moved around and started cleaning the cum off of my hand and
then Paul's cock.  Paul got up and sat down on the sofa as he tried to
catch his breath.  He was spent for the moment as I patted Duke's head.  I
asked if he was still curious about having sex with his dog, or with
another man for that much.
	Paul said it was very interesting and that he would have to look
into some of the porn sites.  I told him that I could help him with his
curiosity if he was willing to help me some.  He looked at me and asked
what he would have to do.  I told him that I would need him to help me have
sex with Duke and him.  He had a worried look on his face and I told him
that it wouldn't be as bad as he was thinking.
	I had Paul roll me into my bedroom, which had the hospital bed that
could be raised or lowered and the different pulleys that were attached to
the bed.  I told him that we could get my body into a whole lot of
positions with all the equipment in the room.  I also pointed to the mirror
that covered one side of he room.  I told Paul I could watch all the action
even if I couldn't feel it.
	Paul thought for a second before he said anything, but I noticed
his cock twitch a couple of times as it started to grow.  I knew before he
answered that he was going to help me out.  I rolled over to him and sucked
his cock into my mouth again.  His cock didn't take but a few seconds to
fully grow.  This time when Paul started to pump his hips I let him go
ahead.
	Paul started pumping his cock into my face and really sped up when
I allowed his cock to enter my throat.  He was moaning and groaning as he
grabbed my head and pounded himself into me.  This time when he came he
yelled out as his balls pulled up against his shaft and the cum sprayed the
back of my mouth and then down my throat.
	Paul pulled his wet limp cock out of my mouth and sat down on the
bed.  He asked if there was anything else he could do for me before he had
to go home.  I told him that there was nothing to do today but I expected
to see him and Duke again tomorrow.  He said that both of them would be
there and ready for some more action.
	He put his clothes back on and started to say something to me but
didn't.  I told him he could take one of the magazines home with him if he
wanted.  I was really curious about which magazine he would choose.  He
quickly grabbed the magazine with the animals and put it back in the brown
bag.  He told me he would see me tomorrow as he closed the door behind
himself.