A story by Altimexis
Welcome to the nineteenth installment of Love in a Chair. If you haven't read it already, please read the forward under Chapter 1. It goes without saying that this story is under copyright. It is a work of pure fiction and any resemblance of characters to real people is completely coincidental. This story involves gay sex between minors and if reading it is illegal where you live, please don't.
READERS SHOULD NOTE that this is not a story about eroticism gained through urination or scat. In fact, descriptions throughout the following chapters related to bowel and bladder movements, are described for the purpose of giving the reader an incite into the complications, embarrassments, and adjustments required in the everyday life of a paraplegic.
Summary of Chapters 1-18: Fifteen-year-old Aaron Johnson and fourteen-year-old Brian Sandler are two boys in love. Aaron's parents are very supportive of the relationship, but Brian's are deeply religious and cut off all contact between the two when they discovered the boys had gone to a 'fag' dance. Aaron and Brian formulated a ruse to spend some time together, but Aaron was forced to drive Brian home, though a month shy of his license, when their plan for a ride fell through. They were struck by a hit-and-run driver and Brian became a paraplegic. Brian's father eventually admitted that he himself is bisexual, and Brian's parents have become supportive of Aaron and Brian's relationship. Brian is completing rehabilitation at a well-known spinal cord injury center. In the meantime, Aaron has been charged with causing bodily harm to Brian and his attorney, Bill Epstein, is on the case. They have a number of supportive friends, including Brian's best friend and Bill's son, Larry, Larry's girlfriend, Cindy, Aaron's thirteen-year-old brother, Adam, and Scott, a gay friend that they met through the school's gay-straight alliance.
Aaron awoke with excitement the morning of Tuesday, March 7. His honey was coming home! Aaron didn't want Brian to have to spend a second more at the rehab center than was absolutely necessary, and so he and his parents arrived at eight o'clock, although discharge wasn't until ten. Thanks to Aaron's exuberance in getting the 'team' in to see Brian, and clear him for discharge. Brian wasn't crazy about leaving the wheelchair he'd been using at the rehab center behind, but another would be waiting for him when he got home. They were on their way by nine. Brian rode shotgun while Aaron sat in back along with his mother. Jim drove.
They pulled up to Brian's house at 10:15. The ramp was in place, but the bathroom modifications wouldn't be finished for another month. In the meantime, Brian would have to settle for using a bedside commode. That, and Brian's other equipment, were delivered to Brian's parents earlier that morning, as was his temporary wheelchair. His parents met him with the old clunker of a wheelchair - it wasn't much to look at - but he'd have a brand new hot set of wheels in another couple of months. Everyone went inside. Brian and Aaron went to Brian's room while the parents remained in the great room and chatted. Not wanting to interrupt his brother and his friend's reunion, Adam quietly slipped away to Mr. Sandler's study, where he went on-line and worked on his homework.
Once inside his room with the door closed behind them, Brian looked up at Aaron and smiled. Aaron reached down and the two engaged in a long and passionate kiss. "You don't know how long I've waited for this," Aaron said.
"Oh, I think I have an idea." Brian replied as he rubbed Aaron's hard-on through his pants. Aaron moaned softly as his dick strained under his pants. "Let me see if I can do something about this," Brian said as he unzipped the zipper and reached inside. He pulled Aaron's dick out through the fly in his boxers and took the full length into his hand and started stroking it. Aaron moaned a little louder. "I got the results of my STD tests," Brian said as he continued to stroke Aaron. "Mine came up clean. Did you get your test results back yet?"
"I sure did. Do you even need to ask how they turned out?" Aaron replied with a broad smile.
Brian then leaned forward and went down on Aaron, sucking the full length of his beautiful dick, which was leaking precum like crazy. "I've really missed that taste." Brian went to work, furiously sucking on Aaron's manhood, bobbing up and down with a ferocity even he didn't know he had. Aaron wanted to hold back. He desperately tried to push Brian off of him, but he was soon overwhelmed by the feelings of joy that pulsed through his dick. It had been days since Aaron had jerked off and he was more than ready. Before long, Brian was rewarded with six strong spurts of Aaron's spunk that coated his tongue and every crevice in his mouth, before sliding down his throat. Brian and Aaron were both in heaven.
"Like you said, I still gotta mouth."
"And what an incredible mouth it is at that," Aaron said as he leaned down and enjoyed a passionate kiss, tasting the remnants of his cum on Brian's tongue. "I know you enjoyed that, but is there something I could do for you in return?"
"There's a lot of stuff I'd like to try, but right now, I just want to take all of this in. It's good to be home, but a little scary, too."
Aaron hadn't thought of that. He could only imagine what Brian must be going through. His life - both their lives in a sense - had been in suspended animation while Brian was in the hospital and at the rehab center.
Now he was back in the real world, and he'd likely be in that wheelchair for the rest of his life. Aaron noticed that Brian was tearing up.
"Why?" Brian asked as he started to cry in earnest. "Why did it have to happen to me?" Aaron kneeled in front of Brian and urged him forward, letting Brian rest his head on Aaron's shoulder. They just sat there, hugging each other for a long time.
"I'd do anything to change places with you, Brian. Nothing pains me more than to see you in this wheelchair. I was the one driving. It shoulda been me." Aaron soothed Brian and gently stroked his beautiful long hair.
"No, Aaron. It wasn't your fault. And what happened to me was a freak accident. Please don't feel guilty about it, and believe me, it would kill me to think of you being the one in a wheelchair. Given the choice, I'm glad it's me and not you, but it still stinks that it happened at all."
Both boys were sobbing uncontrollably when they heard Aaron's mom call out, telling them it was time for lunch. They dried each other's tears and made themselves more presentable before rejoining their parents.
Aaron asked, "Mom, Dad, Mr. and Mrs. Sandler, would it be OK if I spend the night here with Brian? I think he needs me here tonight. I don't want him to sleep alone."
Ruth took a passing glance at Brian's eyes and realized what was needed. "It's OK with us, son, if it's OK with the Sandlers, but you have to get up early tomorrow. Remember, your hearing's tomorrow."
"How could I forget? Happy birthday to me." Aaron said sarcastically.
June followed Ruth's glance and came to the same intuitive conclusion. "Yes, Aaron, you can spend the night here if you wish."
"What do you say we all go out for a nice lunch." Alan suggested, "Let's go to that bread place by the mall. It may not be elegant, but it's 100% accessible and the food's great."
"Works for me," Jim replied.
After lunch, Ruth suddenly remembered something. "Guys, I hope you don't mind, but I have to pick up a new dress at the mall. I picked it out last week to wear to the hearing tomorrow, but the store didn't have it in my size. They called to say it came in on Monday, but it completely slipped my mind. It'll only take a few minutes. I hope you don't mind."
Since there were no objections, they all headed across the way in their cars to the mall, and parked in front of the department store that Ruth had indicated.
Once inside the store, June said, "You know, there are some really great sales going on, and I need some new clothes for spring. Would you all mind if we stayed here a while?"
"I could definitely use some new clothes, too, June," Ruth replied, getting groans from the men and the boys.
"Well, I think we have little choice," Alan said. "When women decide they need to shop, there's nothing that can stop 'em."
"We don't want to stay out too late with the hearing and all, however," Jim added. "Maybe we could all meet up at the gazebo at, say, five o'clock? We can order some pizza and pick it up on the way home."
"That's a great idea," Alan replied. "June and I will pick up the pizza while you guys take Brian home."
Brian suddenly thought of something. "Dad, could I have your help? I need a new battery for my watch, and we might as well have it replaced while we're here."
"Why don't you and Aaron go take care of it?"
"No!" Brian answered, surprising everyone, especially Aaron. "I, ah . . . my watch has a strange warrantee. The battery can only be replaced at certain jewelry stores, and I can't remember which ones. For some reason, you have to pay by credit card, so I need an adult to go with me."
"OK, Brian, I'll be happy to go with you if you need me to."
Just as Aaron was about to head off with Brian and Alan, Brian stopped and said, "Aaron, this could take a while and it'll be pretty boring. Why don't you go look at some stuff for yourself and we can meet up later. I'll call you on your cell phone when I'm done."
"Okay . . ." Aaron said, thinking it very strange that Brian wouldn't want him with him.
"Aaron, there's something I'd like to look at with you anyway," Jim said, pulling Aaron out of his state of confusion.
"Sure Dad."
Once Brian and Alan were out of earshot, Jim said to his son, "It's actually very convenient for us that Brian decided to go off without you. It makes it a lot easier for me to get you away from him. We're going to have a small 'welcome home' celebration when we get home . . . nothing special, just the six of us . . . and it would be nice if you had something to give him."
"Boy, with everything going on, I never even thought about getting Brian a gift, but you're right. I definitely would like to get him something special. I guess he won't need a new watch," Aaron chuckled. "What do you think, Dad? Any ideas?"
"Well, it should be something nice, but something that 'speaks' of being from you."
"Maybe a bracelet?"
"Like an ID bracelet with your name on it? Aaron, I think that would be a very nice gift, but we need to find a place that can engrave it today."
"I guess that means the jewelry stores. We'll have to be careful that Brian doesn't see us while he searches for a place that can fix his watch."
"Let's quickly head to the other end of the mall . . . Brian and his dad will probably start at this end."
"Great idea, Dad."
Aaron and Jim quickly headed to the far end of the mall. The first place they visited couldn't have anything engraved in less than a day, and the next store didn't have anything nice. The third store they visited had something even better than what Aaron was looking for, but it was over $250. That was a sizable chunk of Aaron's savings, and he would need his parents approval to spend that much. It was a gold-framed ID bracelet with a face that was anodized with the rainbow colors that symbolized gay pride. It was perfect.
"Aaron, I think that's a lot to spend. However, this is an important occasion. If this is what you want to give Brian, then you have our permission to buy it with your savings."
"Thanks, Dad," Aaron said as he hugged his father in front of all the other customers. He blushed a little when he noticed some people smiling at them.
"What would you like engraved on it?" the sales clerk asked.
"On the front side should be my name, Aaron. On the back it should read, 'Yours always'."
"I'm giving you 25 percent off," the sales clerk added. "I think it's cool that you're brave enough to be 'out' in high school, and to let a boy wear your name on his wrist."
"Then wish us luck, 'cause we only came out recently, and not everyone knows about us yet."
"You've got it," said the young man behind the counter, "and from my boyfriend, too," he added as he winked. "The bracelet will be ready in an hour if you'd like to stop back then."
"You can count on it," Aaron replied.
Just then, Aaron's cell phone went off. It was Brian saying he was ready to meet up with him.
"Go ahead, Aaron, you should be with your boy."
"Could you do me a favor and pick up the bracelet for me, Dad? I don't want Brian to suspect anything. I want it to be a surprise."
"I'd be happy to, Aaron."
Things seemed a lot easier for Aaron and Brian compared to the last time they had visited the mall together. Perhaps it was because they knew what to expect, or perhaps it was because Brian was home and they were happier, but they found themselves totally enjoying themselves as they spent the rest of the afternoon together. When Aaron's cell phone went off, he could scarcely believe that he and Brian were nearly ten minutes late for meeting up with their parents.
When they got home, Aaron could have sworn he heard noises from inside the house as they approached the front door. Thinking it his imagination, he opened the door to Brian's house and followed his boyfriend inside. They were greeted with a thunderous shout of, "Surprise!" from a group of their friends.
Waiting in the great room for them were, Larry and Cindy, Adam and Jenny, Scott and his new boyfriend, Jared, and Jackie and Sharon, as well as some of Brian's friends from the school band, and some of Aaron's friends as well. Hung over the fireplace was a banner that read, "Welcome Home Brian" on one line and "Happy 16th Aaron" on the next.
Aaron and Brian were truly speechless. Neither one had expected anything like this.
"So are you two going to kiss each other already?" Adam called out.
Seeing a room full of smiling faces, Aaron realized that everyone there obviously knew about them and he was pleased they were all OK with it. Taking his brother's advice, he leaned down and planted a short, but passionate kiss on Brian's lips. There were 'oohs' and 'ahs' and some whistling, and then everyone applauded. Both boys faces turned a deep shade of crimson.
Turning toward his parents, Aaron asked, "You knew about this, didn't you?"
"You don't really think I would have waited until the last minute to pick up a dress for tomorrow's hearing, do you?"
Brian's parents then walked in the door carrying several large pizzas. "Welcome home, son. Happy birthday, Aaron." Mr. Sandler said as he put the pizzas down on the kitchen counter.
"All right . . . food!" Larry exclaimed.
It didn't take long for the crowd of hungry teenagers and the four parents to finish off the pizzas, along with several two liter bottles of soft drinks. The boys and their friends had a great time, enjoying cake and ice cream, playing games and just having fun while the parents stayed in the background.
When it came to the exchange of presents, Larry and Cindy got Aaron and Brian each a new video game, Adam and Jenny got them a few CD's and Scott and Jared got them subscriptions to a couple of gay porn sites, obtained with the help of Jared's older brother. Jackie and Sharon got Aaron a stuffed bear dressed in a convict suit with a little note attached that said, 'X-rated bear for the ex-convict.' Everyone had a good laugh when they found out it was 'anatomically correct'. For Brian, they got a stuffed bear in a wheelchair.
"Where the heck did you find this?"
"Brian, they make teddy bears for just about every conceivable minority these days."
Finally, it was Aaron and Brian's turns to exchange gifts, except that neither knew the other had gotten something. Brian quickly excused himself for just a minute and retrieved his gift for Aaron from the packages his father had brought in. He gave Aaron a small box. Aaron opened the box and inside was a solitary diamond stud earring. "This must have cost you a pretty penny!"
"Not half as pretty as you'll be wearing that diamond in your ear, stud."
"You know I'll have to ask my parents about this, Brian."
"I wouldn't have bought this for you if I hadn't already gotten their permission, thanks to your brother, I might add. You gotta give me some credit, ya know."
Aaron decided to give Brian credit in the best way he knew how, with a long, passionate, mind-blowing open-mouth kiss. When he finally came up for air, he noticed that his guests were also kissing their own dates, which made him smile.
"When in the world did you have time to get this for me?" Aaron asked.
"Well, uh . . . my watch really didn't need a new battery. I really had planned to get you an earring, but there wasn't time while I was in rehab. Our trip to the mall provided the perfect opportunity."
"Just a minute, Brian. I have something for you, too."
Aaron quickly retrieved the ID bracelet from his father, and handed the flat gift-wrapped box to Brian."
After opening it, Brian exclaimed, "Oh, Aaron, it's beautiful." He showed it to all their guests, who nodded with their appreciation. "I'm gonna wear this proudly. I want everyone to know that I'm lucky enough to have the best boyfriend in the world." The boys kissed again as everyone else clapped and hooted.
Because tomorrow was a school day, the party wound down a bit early, at nine o'clock. After the guests had left, Brian and Aaron once again found themselves behind Brian's closed door.
"You know, Aaron, things are gonna be different. For one thing, I need to cath myself before we get started with any kind of sex. Otherwise I may pee on us in the midst of our passion."
"Well, maybe I'm into that."
"Perv!"
"Seriously, could I cath you? I'd like to learn how anyway, and it would be kinda sexy."
"There's nothing sexy about a cath but, sure, you're welcome to do it. I'll teach you how. Let's go to the bathroom."
Brian got out the supplies while Aaron filled the sink with warm water. Brian had Aaron wash his hands and then explained the procedure to him.
"The last time you saw me do this, I was using a sterile technique. That's because every time I do it, there's a 1-3% chance of introducing bacteria and there are some pretty nasty bugs in hospitals 'cause of all the antibiotics they use. Now that I'm home, we can get by with a clean technique. This silicone catheter," Brian held it up to show Aaron, "can be boiled and reused. Rather than swabbing my dick head with Betadine, you can just wash it with soap and water."
Aaron proceeded to do so. Brian held up a tube of KY jelly and Aaron raised his eyebrows.
"Not for that, silly. You need to use this to lube up the tip of the catheter. Now grab a hold of my dick and pull it straight up in the air, angling it slightly upward toward my face. Yeah, that's perfect. Now take the lubed-up catheter and slide it into my piss slit." Aaron actually did find it erotic seeing the catheter disappear up Brian's penis. Brian continued, "Be sure to stick the other end in the urinal, or we'll have a major mess on our hands. You may feel some resistance when you hit the sphincter."
Aaron couldn't help but laugh, thinking about the other sphincter he'd like to penetrate. Just then, he popped through and a yellow stream started to fill the urinal.
Aaron removed the catheter, emptied the urinal, and washed up. He returned to Brian's bed, lay down next to him and the two boys resumed kissing each other passionately. Aaron reached down and started playing with Brian's nipples, tweaking them and pinching them with his hands.
"God, Aaron, that feels great."
Aaron started nibbling on Brian's left ear, then licked inside and started kissing his way down Brian's neck. He licked, sucked, and gently bit at his left nipple, and then his right one while he simultaneously lightly stroked Brian's skin, just a couple inches below the nipples, recalling that the 'zone of injury' is often highly erotic.
"Oh man, Aaron. That feels awesome. Keep doin' it."
Aaron of course wasn't about to let his lover down, so he kept it up for several more minutes before returning to Brian's lips and kissing him passionately. After a bit, he pulled back and looked Brian squarely in the eyes.
"May I?" was all he said.
"Of course, if you want to, but remember that I don't have feeling down there, so it's gonna feel different. I don't know what will happen, so please take it slow."
Aaron did just that, grabbing Brian's flaccid dick and gently stroking it while he licked the head with his tongue. Before long Brian's dick was at full attention, but Aaron quickly found that stopping his ministrations for even a second caused it to go soft again. Even licking Brian's balls or licking at his delicate hole left Aaron looking at a flaccid, lifeless dick. It seemed that only direct stimulation worked, so Aaron went back to working on Brian's cock-head with a little more fervor, licking it, sucking on it, and eventually swallowing his dick whole and going up and down on it.
"Aaron, it feels kinda weird."
What do you mean, Brian?"
"Well, although I can't feel you directly, my whole body starts tingling and my legs burn somethin' terrible."
"I'm sorry, honey."
"No, no. It feels good! Keep doin' it. I like it!"
"Any headaches?
"None so far."
Aaron got back to work, licking and sucking at Brian's dick. In short order, he felt Brian shiver and his legs started to spasm. Brian developed gooseflesh over his thighs and abdomen and he broke out in a profuse sweat over his torso and face.
"Are you OK?"
Brian looked back dreamily at Aaron and said, "Yeah. I had a pounding headache for just a few seconds, but it wasn't all that bad. And something felt really good. I can't exactly describe it. It felt like an orgasm, and yet it didn't. I'm not sure how to describe it, but it was pretty good."
"I bet you had a retro."
"A retro?"
"A retrograde ejaculation. It probably went back into your bladder. Wanna check it out?"
"Sure."
"Got another catheter?"
Brian told Aaron where to find one and Aaron once again washed Brian's dick-head and lubed up and passed a catheter into his bladder. Rather than using a urinal this time, he waited until he saw a milky fluid flowing and then put his mouth on the other end and sucked it out. Because they'd just catheterized him, there was only a little urine in Brian's bladder and what Aaron sucked out of him was nearly all semen. To Aaron it was pure manna, as he tasted his lover's sweet cum for the first time in months. Aaron withdrew the catheter, sucking the last remnants dry as he did so, and then crawled up beside his lover and started kissing him passionately. Brian tasted himself on Aaron and couldn't help but smile.
"It's nice to know I can still cum."
"Yeah. Did you enjoy it?"
"Yeah, I did . . . and knowing you enjoyed it made it extra special."
"We'll keep working on it. Maybe eventually we'll learn how to make it come out the front way."
"That would be nice." Brian looked directly at Aaron and said, "Now it's my turn to pleasure you."
With that, Brian urgently kissed Aaron and their tongues pushed into each other. He licked at Aaron's ears and kissed down his neck, slowly and passionately licking, sucking, and gently biting each of his nipples. As he did, he felt Aaron's boner just rubbing against his 'zone of injury', which felt amazingly erotic. When Aaron felt what Brian was doing, he started humping Brian's chest, driving both boys crazy with excitement. Brian had been intending to continue downward to suck Aaron's cock, but this was just feeling too good. It was driving Brian crazy and the fact that he was enjoying it so much drove Aaron over the edge. Aaron shot out five powerful spurts of cum onto Brian's chest and his own abdomen. Brian licked up what he could from Aaron and used his discarded shirt to clean himself up.
He then put his boxers on and wheeled himself across the hall to get ready for bed, thinking how nice it would be when his own bathroom was finished. Aaron followed and got himself ready as well. When they returned to Brian's room, Brian set the alarm clock for three AM.
"Sorry I have to do this, honey, but I have to get up during the night to cath myself and to turn myself in bed."
"It's a small price to pay for keeping you next to me, babe."
Brian fixed up some pillows along one side of his bed and used them to keep him on his right side, and then Aaron lay down next to him, kissed him on the lips, and draped his arm across Brian's chest. Spooning would have to wait until Brian's skin developed more tolerance. They slept this way until the alarm went off. Aaron again did Brian's cath - he really enjoyed doing this one task for him. Brian reversed the pillows and lay on his left side, with Aaron now behind him and again, Aaron draped his arm across Brian's chest. They were still laying that way when the alarm went off at seven.
The dreaded day of the hearing was upon them.
Well, that's it for the nineteenth installment of Love in a Chair. Hope you like it so far. Please e-mail me your comments. I will try to respond to all e-mail except flames, but I make no promises. I would like to thank Riley James of the Rainbow Community Writing Project for hosting my story. I would also like to thank WriteByMyself and David of Hope for their invaluable suggestions and editing. The next installment should be posted in a week or two.