Olympic Champ 2

OLYMPIC CHAMP

By Cameron Nelson

Copyright © 2002 by Cameron Nelson

(camnelson91@yahoo.com)

Part 8

Day 2: Late in the Afternoon

Location: Locker Room of Stadium

I was waiting for Donny to come out of the locker room after his triumph in his race. I mean, it was a real triumph! He really kicked ass! It was magnificent! He was magnificent! My Donny was the absolute best!

I was screaming during the whole race and shouted myself hoarse. He crossed the finish line well ahead of his nearest competitor. It was completely thrilling. The family from Nebraska next to me had already left and I was the only one rooting Donny on. A few other people in the stands were rooting for their favorites but I had the loudest voice. I was dismayed that there were so few people around cheering on these superb, but handicapped, athletes.

After Donny won his race I left the stands and walked to the dressing room. I was not allowed in (I’m sure it would have been absolute heaven for me watching all those fit bodies dressing and showering) but stayed by the door and watched so many leaving. Most of them were quite attractive – at least I was attracted to them. Some had wives and kids waiting, some had girlfriends waiting, and some even had boyfriends waiting, like me.

As I was standing there waiting, I began to fantasize about Donny and me – the two of us together – living together, loving together and having our lives totally and completely wound up with the other. Donny had mentioned last night that he had gotten an athletic scholarship to the University of California at San Diego and I knew that I would be going to graduate school in California, but in the north. Maybe - just maybe - we could manage to be together. It made me very happy thinking about the two of us together.

Donny had been a very poor student, as he had explained it to me. He really majored in sports and associated jock activities – like drinking and raining all kinds of shit on all the non-jocks - most of the time. His SAT scores were also very poor and very disappointing for someone who was so obviously intellectually gifted. After his accident, he knew that he had to do something with his life and getting a good education was to be the key. He took special remedial courses, retook the SATs and did remarkably better. And since some schools were actively seeking handicapped athletes (to qualify for certain federal monies) he was deluged with scholarship offers. He decided on UCSD because it was a good school in addition to being in a location that promised good weather and opportunities to pursue other non-scholastic interests.

As Donny came wheeling through the door, he gave me a huge grin. I leaned over, hugged him closely and gave him a big kiss on his cheek. He looked so great, he smelled so great – and I was instantly hard in my shorts. He wheeled to the parking lot, collapsed his chair, got into the front seat and belted himself in.

I sat in the driver’s seat and put my right hand on his left thigh. “Great race, lover boy!”

“Yeah, it was good, wasn’t it?”

“Sure was! You finished so far ahead of the others it was unbelievable.”

“You could almost say that I won it in a walk, but then I ain’t got no legs so I can’t walk.” I got a very serious look on my face. “It’s a joke, man. A goddamned joke! Don’t take everything I say so seriously.”

I smiled at him, letting him know I understood his morbid sense of humor. “Okay, Donny, come clean. How did you do it?”

“Well, I heard you rootin’ for me from the stands. It really help, man. Believe me! Then, into the last lap, I heard you yell, ‘Kick ass Donny!’ and this incredible thrust of the jets kicked in and I just blasted out into hyperspace. It felt great. It was for you, Cam…everything was for you! Plus the fact that I’m in absolutely incredible shape and could take on the entire world now and win!”

At the next red light I gave him a soft kiss. He was so delicious. “So what’s the plan for the rest of the day?” I asked.

“You tell me, love. Wanna go back to the house and spend some time in your room? Or should I say our room?”

“Wanna get something to eat first?”

“Sure! I want fish - lots and lots of fish!”

We found I great seafood restaurant and Donny and I ate like we had been just released from a prison. We had soups (please note the plural), crabs, seven different varieties of shrimp and fish, desserts and lots of juice. We joked and acted like we were drunk, but as a fact, no alcohol was consumed at all. We had a fabulous time together. I loved being with my gorgeous, hunky Donny and I thought he loved being with me. That’s what I thought - then.

Part 9

Day 2: Night - Early Morning

Location: My Bedroom of the House

“If I didn’t have anger and resentment fueling my internal engine I’d have no motivation whatsoever.”

Donny said this in a rather cool and detached manner. He was on the bed, his hands behind his head, his body (his magnificent and incredibly appealing body, I may add) spread out before me and glistening with perspiration. His incredible array of muscles was on display for my complete enjoyment. His dick was completely soft and did not seem to be in the slightest way that imposing. It was hanging limply with the head almost touching the sheet. It certainly was a beauty, but seeing it hanging there with no nuts supporting it was rather disconcerting, I must admit. What had happened to him that he no longer had a bag and balls?

“The psychological slam of messing with a body empire that was my signature damn near…well, it damn near fuckin’ killed me. I thought the price for continuing to live was much too high. Without my legs – without…without my ball bag…and…and…”

He turned his head away from me and I naturally assumed he was beginning to weep again. I put my hand on his hair and slowly stroked him.

The night before, after I discovered the full extend of Donny’s injuries, he wanted to do nothing but cuddle and to have me hold him close. I was only too happy to do this; having this great, crippled stud wrapped in my twinkie arms was a great, great thrill. We fell asleep holding each other and it was my idea of paradise.

During the night, I was awakened by Donny’s mouth on my cock head. It was hot and wet and felt marvelous. I just lay there letting the stupendous feeling course through my body.

“Donny, could you please tell me what happened?” I asked in my gentlest tone of voice. “If you don’t want to, I’d understand, but - well, I’d really like to know everything. Could you do that for me?”

He turned to look at me and gave me a slight sarcastic smile. “So you’d like to know the gothic details of that fucking bloodbath, huh? Are you really ready to hurl up your guts?”

“I’ve got a real strong stomach, Donny. Besides, if it’s about you, I don’t mind. I’d really like to know. I’d like to know everything there is to know about you, my sweet.” I put my hand on his right leg stump and gently squeezed it and rubbed him soothingly, feeling the still incredible musculature of that magnificent truncated thigh. Then I moved my hand over a bit and slowly stroked his hanging dick.

He moved one of his hands from behind his head and gently and so soothing stoked my cheek, down my neck and onto my chest. He moved the back of that hand over one of my nipples and I went wild again with lust for this man’s body. I leaned in to give him and big kiss and he put his hand behind my head and drew me toward him. He held my lips tightly against him. The kiss was deep, passionate and very loving. I adored being with this man. I could not believe my continuing good luck.

“You’re great, you know? Really great! Maybe the most u-u-understanding guy I’ve ever met.” He rubbed his fist on his eyes. “Most guys I’ve had sex with after…a-after the accident…preferred to have sex in the dark…and…and then I never see them again. They would try to touch as little of my body as they could.”

I moved my hand from his cock to his pubic thatch and rubbed it very lightly. I could feel (and see) his cock beginning to swell slightly and it made me very happy to know that Donny had accepted my love and the attention I wanted to lavish on his body. “Not me! I want to see everything - everything there is about you.”

He smiled and blew me a lovely kiss.

He leaned back on the pillows again and put his hands behind his head. “It’s not that complicated a tale. I got out of high school – which was still another military academy, by the way. Notice I don’t say graduated; I was given a diploma and asked to leave as soon as possible. So I had nothing to do. I couldn’t go home, so I stayed up in New England and got a job on a construction site during the day and in a fast food joint at night. They only wanted brawn. The money was enough for me to live on and to be able to afford a gym membership and to go out drinkin’ on the weekends. I worked out every day, was able to maintain my strength and stamina despite eating poorly - from sheer stupidity more than from the lack of funds.

“I was ridin’ back from a session at the gym; it was late, about 11 o’clock and it was rainin’ heavily. And I was very tired after a very long day of work and the strenuous workout I just had. The rain was really drivin’ and I had trouble seeing. I was tryin’ t’ follow the yellow line down the middle of the road; my headlight picked it up and it was right in front of the bike. But when there was an oncoming car the reflection from its headlights would make the line impossible to see.

“So I go around this curve faster than I should’ve and I suddenly feel the wheels of the Kawasaki are slippin’ like mad. And there are these very bight lights coming at me and they blindin’ me and I feel the bike continuin’ to slip in the direction of the oncomin’ lights and…and…and then…terrible, terrible pain.”

I threw my arms around him and hugged him tightly as he began to sob almost out of control. I tried to calm him down some but knew that it was better if he cried it out.

When he got somewhat composed, he looked at me. “You gotta realize, Cam, that this is the first time I’ve ever relived that night out…first time…sayin’ it out loud.” He put his head back onto my shoulder and wept some more.

A few more minutes of sobbing and he took a few deep breaths and sighed. “Just as well. I really needed to get it out…all of it. Been only ten months – not even.” He stared into my eyes and smiled slightly. “What a fucked up mess I’ve become. What a pathetic whiner. What a sorry excuse for a man I am. What a fuckin’ sorry assed baby!”

I shook my head. I kissed him strongly on his quivering lips. “Don’t say that. Please Donny, don’t say that. ‘Cause when you say those things about yourself you’re also saying negative things about me…since I’m here with you and I want to be with you so much…so very much.”

He smiled broadly. The strength and affection in that smile warmed my whole body.

“Gettin’ back to the episode then. The next thing I know I’m in what I take to be hospital. There’s no one around – just machines and dull greenish lights. I sort of feel like I’m floating; I cannot feel my body. I look from side to side and a nurse comes in. She looks like she’s doing something and then leaves. I have no idea of time. There’re no windows in the place.

“Then some guy who seems to be a doctor comes in and sits by my bed. When I look up at him, I also see my mom standing in the doorway. ‘Shit!’ I think. ‘This must be pretty fuckin’ bad to make her come all this way to see me.’

“The doc has his best bedside, oily manner goin’. He takes my hand and starts talkin’. He says I’ve been in a very bad accident. They had to amputate both my legs – no way of saving’ them- crushed beyond recognition. They were just a twisted bloody mess. It was quite gruesome and the EMTs had difficulty gettin’ me out from under the truck. Lost lots of blood. All of this had happened three days ago; I’d been out of it since then.

“Then his manner gets even more oily. He tells me they had to do additional surgery on me. I had a spleenectomy, repairs to my intestines, bladder and bowels. I had a temporary colostomy. This panics the shit outta me – I know my fuckin’ bowels aren’t working right! Then he gets very quiet and looks over at my mom and nods his head.

“’Son,’ he says in a very grave tone while he is having great difficulty looking me in the eye, ‘you also sustained damage to you genitals.’ I thought I was going to fuckin’ faint. I started breathing heavily and panting and I could feel my eyes filling with tears.

“’My g-g-genitals?’ I whined. ‘You mean my c-cock and…and balls?’”

“He nodded.”

“’W-w-what…h-h-happened?’” I could barely find my voice and felt myself choking on my own saliva.

“’Your…uh…your scrotum was torn open by the force of the accident,’ he says. ‘After some difficult attempts at delicate micro-surgery by one of the best doctors in…’

“’Just fuckin’ say it! And stop pissin’ and fartin’ around!’ I screamed.

“’Your scrotum was ripped from your body…and also one of your testicles was also torn away…by the force of the impact.’ He said this rather quickly.

“I had difficulty catching my breath and felt like my guts were gonna explode. ’You mean I have only one nut and no bag?’ I managed to get out. He nodded. I start hyperventilating and the doc calls in a nurse.

“’What about my dick?’ I ask almost afraid of the answer I’d get.”

“’Your penis is quite fine; we only needed to take a few small stitches to close the lacerations.’”

“’A few?’ What’s a few?’ I said in a very sarcastic voice.”

“’Twenty-two.’”

“I let all this sink in. ‘Jesus Fucking Christ! A cripple and a eunuch! What luck! What fuckin’ luck! Nineteen years old and my fuckin’ life is over!”

“’We relocated your…uh…your remaining, undamaged testicle into the fleshy part of your groin. We hope that it will produce enough testosterone…er…and other hormones to permit normal sexual function and maintain your musculature…although I think you will probably be sterile.’”

“I ask him if they saved the large one or the small one. He says the small one.” Donny took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Who the fuck cared about babies at a time like that! I was rocked! I was totally bonkers! I was totally fucked! I started beating my fists on the bed and then on my chest and even on my stumps. The physical pain I was creating was nothing to the psychic pain I was feeling.

“The doc then injects me with something and I sleep for about six hours.”

I stroked his leg stumps again. I loved them so much – loved him so much - and the expression on his face slowly softened a bit. He even managed to give me a small smile. I leaned in to kiss him and he eagerly returned the passionate embrace.

“What did you mean when you said ‘the large one or the small one’?”

Donny blushed. “I guess I’m gonna havta tell ya ‘bout that too. Yeah! Guess so.” He took a deep breath again and his body shuddered slightly. “Okay. Here goes. They tell me that when I’m born I have only one testicle. That’s all they can see and feel. The docs all examine me and come to the conclusion that my other ball is up there somewhere and is undescended. They let it go ‘til I’m a year old and they operate. They finally find it and bring it down into the scrotum.

“So now I got two balls but the one they find is very small and the docs say it’s way undeveloped and will probably never be a full producer – you know, sperm and hormones. As I get older I notice this ‘bout myself – the difference in size between ‘em - but don’t think too much of it. So, I got one big ball and one baby ball.

“I got lotsa friends and sometimes we play together – you know, playing with each other’s dinks and all. We play most days after school in this one kids house and some of the guys make comments about my tiny ball but we just laugh and continue to play. It’s sorta like a pea.

“Then when I start reachin’ puberty I notice that even though I get hair around my dick and under my arms and on my legs, it ain’t that much. And the larger ball gets real big and droops down a lot and pulls the whole ball bag with it. But the baby ball still stays small. Oh, it gets a little bigger but not much – like a marble. I can feel it when I shower or jerk off but when I look in the mirror I can’t even see it. My dick gets nice and big – all the men in our family got real big dicks. I love havin’ a big dick but the one small ball still bums me out. When I’m with other guys my big hangin’ dick sorta covers thing up and my ball bag can’t be seen much.”

I petted his cheek, neck and down to his smooth chest. He gave me a wan smile and continued his story. “Over the years they had been tryin’ t’ get the peanut ball growin’ but nothin’ worked. I guess they gave me hormones and various shitty drug most of which made me sick and pukin’. Finally, as nothin’ was workin’, they stopped.

“But my dick worked fine, I got lots of muscles, lots of sex, so I was happy with what I had. That is, until the accident. Then I wake up and I got one ball – and it’s the wrong fuckin’ one!”

Donny sighed deeply and I brushed my hand over his forehead and onto his scalp. He turned to look at me and I could see the deep hurt in his eyes.

“All I’d known were sports. Sports were my life. Now I’m a fuckin’ gimp and a sexual zero and my life is over.”

“Donny, please believe me it’s not. It just not! I’m here and we’ve got each other. Think of that, will ya?”

He nodded his head slightly and stared at the ceiling. “If you say so, Cam.”

“I do say so.”

“I’ve had enough trauma for a few lifetimes, man. I want some sweet stuff in my life now. Is that too much to start with?”

“No, it’s not. And I’m here to provide that sweet stuff for you, my sweet, sweet love.” I kissed him again while allowing my hands to roam over his chest – those awesome pecs – and his arms – those incredible biceps.

He whimpered and spoke hoarsely. “I’ve adjusted to the mobility issue just fine. I’m a jock…hey, there’s absolutely nothing physical or sports-wise that I can’t handle as well, if not better, than the next guy. It’s just…just…I’m so fuckin’ ripped about losin’ my legs, Cammy, you have no idea…no idea…” He buried his head in my shoulder and really began to ball. I felt so sorry for the guy – this massive, beautiful jock, literally cut down in the prime of his blossoming athletic career.

I continued to cuddle him and he seemed to like it a lot. He quieted down after a few minutes and just sniffled while I held him. I could not believe that I had such a stud in bed with me and he was letting me hold him and touch him. I was getting very needy again and I notice that Donny also seemed too. His cock was now partially erect and thickening and leaking a bit. I needed to service it – bad!

I lay him down on his back and begin to lick down his chest, over his nipples and then to his crotch. He has a wonderful manly smell and it’s just heavenly. Donny seems to be liking what I was doing and he was moaning. My experience with guys like Donny was very, very limited and I was glad he seems to like what I was doing. I rubbed one hand over one of his stumps and he jumped, taking in a big breath of air. I loved the feel of those stumps – they completely turned me on and the skin felt so soft while I could still feel the muscles remaining in those pieces of leg.

My hand began to play around his crotch – and, boy did that feel intense! Feeling the base of his big, semi-hard dick and feeling nothing under it but the fringe of thick scrotal skin was too much for me and I reached a climax while squeezing at Donny’s missing equipment. I shot all over his side and lower belly. I was panting fiercely and fell over next to Donny.

When I opened my eyes he was smiling at me. “Really hot, aren’t you?” he said is a soft, sexy whisper.

“Yeah! I’m sorry I shot so fast, but you’re so goddamned hot!”

“Thanks, Cammy. Not too many men say that about my body. Not many at all.” He smiled again and leaned up to kiss me. We kissed avidly and hungrily. “You know, it felt just great when you played with what’s left of my nut bag. And also my stumps.”

“Really?” He nodded. “It felt just incredibly great to me too.” I looked at him with a serious expression. “Can I, you know, do it some more?”

He gave me a winning grin. “The pleasure would be all mine, Cammy.” After a few seconds, he continued in a low voice. “You know, it’s in there – my tiny nut. You may or may not be able to feel it. It produces almost nothing…that’s why I need hormone shots every two weeks or so. I may be disqualified from my races here ‘cause of it. I don’t know for sure.”

I kissed him lightly and once more I returned to making love to his body – caressing and kissing and licking his stumps, kissing and sucking that monster cock of his, and most of all, licking and kissing the skin where his ball bag had once been attached to his body. He showed me where his remaining testicle had been relocated to, and I kissed and nibbled at the scar but I couldn’t really feel his nut.

“Oh, Cammy, this feels so great! Don’t stop…don’t stop. Keep doin’ it! Do it! I’m just so happy that the fuckin’ docs who cut me up left as much as possible as they could of my ball sac. God! That feels so great!”

I sucked on his glorious stumps again and he twitched the muscles in them and I got incredibly excited so very quickly. I returned to his cock (which looked like it was getting full sized – it looked to be longer than his legs, as he had said) and licked and lightly bit the entire length of that glorious shaft. I licked along the scar lines on his fantastic cock – those that took twenty-two stitches to close. I thought the remaining light scars made his incredible cock look even more incredible.

Donny was going crazy and rolling his head from side to side and making all kinds of noise. I clamped my lips around the big head of that wonderful rod and began sucking and moving my tongue all around. Donny was pumping out some pre-cum (not a lot I noticed) and I liked the taste. I took as much of his dick into my mouth as I could without gagging; I wasn’t adept at deep-throating then. I began to do the up and down routine, but when I got to the top each time, I’d lightly bite on the big fat head of that masterpiece of a dick. It didn’t feel as hard as it should have been, but I didn’t worry about that. Just having any part of that beauty in my mouth at all was totally fantastic.

Donny’s body was almost in frenzied motion. His stumps were kicking up and down and grazing and rubbing the sides of my head; they felt so, so great! He put his hands behind my head to force me to take more of his dick but I couldn’t…I couldn’t and pulled back before I embarrassed myself. I nibbled at the head with my teeth and when I moved one hand to squeeze hard on his scrotum skin he came like rolling thunder – big and but very fast. The first two shots were incredible and shot right to the back of my throat. But then he just dribbled the rest out onto my tongue. His dick got soft very quickly.

I swallowed what Donny had given me and quickly returned to lay next to him and to hold him. He had a small smile on his face and he seemed happy. He was breathing deeply and I was thrilled just to watch that magnificent chest rising and falling.

When he spoke, it was in a deep, guttural voice. “Cammy, that…that was magnificent…just so magnificent. I’ve never felt better in my life…I think. I know it’s the best I ever had since my legs and nuts have been gone.” I smiled and kissed him. “I know nobody’s played with my stumps so good…and…and you’re the very first to touch that…you know, that skin remainin’ from my scrote. It felt fuckin’ awesome!”

I cuddled into his big strong arms and he held me tightly while kissing my face and shoulders. “Thanks,” I said. “But you do have a testicle. I felt it…I think.”

“Yeah. One tiny peanut. It really doesn’t count. Not for very much.” He continued to play his strong hands over any part of my body that he could reach. “I do love your twinky body, Cammy. I just love all these smooth muscles and so little hair. Man, it really turns me on.”

“Honest, Donny?”

“Honest, Cammy!” He gave me a great, passionate kiss again.

“A lotta guy think my body is…is just funny looking for a guy my age,” I admitted.

“I disagree with ‘em. You’ve got a great body…and a beautiful dick, if I may say. Would you like to fuck me now?”

I was really startled by his last question. I though he would want to fuck me and not the other way around. “Don’t you want to fuck me Donny? I thought that’s what you’d want. I just thought that’s what we’d do.”

“Can’t.” He rolled over onto his back. “My dick’s completely soft, see? I can only get off once every few day…once a week mostly. Little nut is really an underachiever in the hormone department. Sorry Cammy. Maybe in a few days, okay?”

“Yeah. Sure Donny.”

“So, do you want to?”

“Sure…if it’s okay with you.” He smiled, raised himself and gave me a kiss. I got a bit panicky when Donny said he wanted me to fuck him. I’m so often the bottom I practically forgot what to do.

Donny saw my uncertainty and pulled me down to him. He kissed me and then began moving his mouth and tongue all over my body. It felt wonderful especially when he started slowly moving one of his stumps over my crotch. This fuckin’ sent me up the wall. He was stroking that muscular stump so lightly and delicately over my cock that I thought I’d explode right then. But Donny knew how to control things. He didn’t let me go over the edge. Donny knew what I loved and knew how to give it to me.

Part 10

Day 6: Mid-Morning

Miami International Airport

My flight is getting ready to board – and I’m totally and completely depressed! It’s been three days since I’ve seen Donny or spoken to him, and I miss him so bad. I’ve barely slept in that time. I can’t believe he left so abruptly and without saying good-bye or anything. Shit! What did I do? Did I scare him off with my attentions? I thought he loved what we did together. I thought I was so caring – because he was so loving and so incredibly desirable and so, so beautiful. Didn’t he like what we did together? Was our lovemaking too intense? I’m at a loss; I just don’t know. Did he feel inadequate? Moreover, was I inadequate?

All these questions – plus hundreds more – were zipping around as I waited for my row number to be called. I saw some of the Paralympic athletes at the terminal and looked for Donny. I recognized one of them – he was in the same race as Donny was. I introduced myself and asked him if he knew or had seen Donny. His name was Joseph and he said he’d heard that there were some family troubles and that Donny had left quickly flying off to Texas. Family trouble? I thought Donny was split from his family. What kind of family troubles?

My flight to Philadelphia was delayed – of course. We sat on the runway approaches for over an hour waiting for clearance. I dozed fitfully – thinking all the time about Donny and our aborted “romance” – very short but very intense.

Even after I returned to school I was in a real shitty mood until I was able to submerge myself in the studies again. My friends spoke about their “buddies” and even showed me a few Polaroids they’d taken. Some of the guys in the pictures were quite cute including a beautiful blonde paraplegic. I asked for details about making love with a para and Gary let me know everything. It seemed incredibly hot – I never knew a guy with a spinal injury could have sex, but according to Gary this particular guy can, although it took some doing. However, nothing could make me forget my Donny – and that marvelous last night…and the riotous next morning we had together.

Part 11

Day 3: Very Early in the Morning

The Bedroom

Donny was begging me to plow his ass – and I was weakening. I had only fucked a man one time before and I knew that I loved getting my ass filled by a willing stud’s major piece of meat. But Donny said he couldn’t function again tonight (his one ball kept him barely active, he said) and wanted to feel my schlong invading his body.

“To tell the truth, Cammy, I haven’t…well, I haven’t fucked anyone since…since they chopped me up. And I always was a top. Now whenever I meet someone…and they’re willin’ to take me to bed…well, they always want to fuck me, thinkin’ that they’ll have their way with me and brag later that they fucked a legless and ball less wonder. I know that’s not what you’re thinkin’; I know that sweetheart. I know you’re different. But I need…well, I need t’ know…Shit! I’m havin’ such a fuckin’ hard time sayin’ what I want t’ say.” He took a deep breath and let it out very slowly. He reached over and began to rub my face and then my chest…gently caressing me and making me hot. “I really like you, Cammy, and I’d really like you to make love…to make love t’ me. I need it and I need you.”

He became a little sullen and spoke in a low voice; he avoided looking directly at me. “When they cut me up I thought my life was over, Cammy. Really! I’m not overly dramatizing this. No legs, no balls…a shadow of what I used t’ be and a wisp of what I wanted t’ be. A half man…not even. I can’t tell you the number of times I thought of killing myself and the bizarre and torturous methods I devised for doin’ myself in. Some were really quite fantastic, almost like Rube Goldberg thingamabobs. Incredibly fuckin’ twisted.

“Finally, I figured ‘What the fuck! I can kill myself anytime. Let’s see what life’s like without legs or balls. Let’s experiment with something new – or without something old.’ So I decided to live. I moved back with my folk – they were livin’ in the Atlanta area then. They set things up pretty good for me and I started back in school, this time really tryin’ to learn. And doin’ the sports I was able t’ do, like wheelchair basketball and wheelchair racin’.” He had brightened somewhat during this narrative but suddenly his face turned dark again. “But…but sex…well that was an entirely different matter.” He pulled away from me and laid back, his forearm over his eyes.

I moved over to him, kissed him and slowly stroked his wonderful chest. I leaned in again and kissed him hard. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight, telling me in effect that he truly appreciated me and my behavior toward him and how comfortable I made him feel and how totally accepting I was. He said that he’d never experienced such acceptance from anyone - even when he had both legs and both balls.

This made me all hot again. Yes, my cock was straining for quite a while now and I’d been leaking all over the place. But when he said this I got even hotter – like I’m being enveloped by a cloud of love from my big Donny.

“I’ve honestly never met anyone quite like you before, Cammy. You are so cute, so willing, so accepting, so…well, I don’t know. Just everything about you is so great.”

I blushed. “Before you said you wanted me to…you know, you wanted me to…to make…um…love to you, Donny. Do you still want that?”

“More than ever, Cammy. I want you…no, I need you…to fuck me…fuck me real good. I want to feel a man inside me who really wants to make love to me and not just to fuck the legless jock…the big fuckin’ stupid jock with no balls.” He smiled at me and ran his hand over my cheek again. His voice became softer and much more seductive. “Yes, Cammy. I want you to really, really make love to me. I am completely yours. I trust you.”

“You’re not stupid, Donny. Far from it.”

We kissed again and I wiped some tears from Donny’s cheek. I ran my tongue from his mouth, down his neck and over his cute and not very prominent Adam’s apple to the hollow at the base of his neck. He was so delicious and I was so totally captivated by him. I’d do anything that he asked of me – absolutely anything!

“You know, Cammy, I used to fuck anything that moved.” He gave out a little laugh that almost sounded like a groan. “I mean men, women…anything! Pretty, ugly, deformed…you name it I fucked it. I was at my sexual peak and nothing could stop me – not the appearance of the person I was humping, not threat of some sexually transmitted disease or even the specter of the Big A. I mean I’d fuck anyone! I once fucked a eunuch…before I became one. I even fucked a nullified man. You know, a guy with no cock or balls. Was that an experience! I did transsexuals, old people. The only people I didn’t fuck were kids – never did kids. I suppose that even in my over stimulated, out of control mind that was just too fuckin’ sick.”

He paused and looked at me straight in the eyes. “I also gotta tell you that I’ve had all kinds of tests, ‘cause of the sports and all, and I have no sexually transmitted diseases and I’m not HIV positive.”

Donny leaned back and seemed to be relaxing some. His breathing was steady and slowing and he put his arms out wide on the pillows. He lazily closed his eyes as I continued to work down his body. Actually, it wasn’t work at all but extreme pleasure for me. I loved anything and everything about him. Sometimes he’d talk too much and it didn’t make that much sense, but I let him do it because I think he was nervous about being with someone who really liked him and really wanted to be with him. Whatever it was, I put up with it because I so wanted to be with him so much and to love him…and to have him love me in return.

I wanted this session to last. In fact, I never wanted it to end. So I approached Donny slowly and tenderly and very lovingly. He was on his back with his arms out and his leg stumps spread a bit wide. His cock was completely soft and hanging down with the head resting on the sheet. It was such a beautiful cock, so wonderfully shaped, so long and so smooth. All I wanted to do was cry because there were no balls behind it. It was just hanging there - alone.

I moved up and kissed Donny and gradually moved my lips and mouth down over his chin, his throat (especially that hollow at the base of his throat) and shoulder blades until I reached his nipples. I decided to treat Donny a little more roughly that I previously had because since he’d already had an orgasm I figured it would be much more difficult to arouse him. I bit those nipples and I could hear Donny gasp as I moved one hand down to his crotch and began stroking his cock.

While continuing to maul his tits, I moved my hand behind his still limp cock and play with that little fringe of skin that was all that remained of his ball bag – that fringe that made me so hot and seemed to do the same for him. He seemed to really love this action and I continued to stroke, squeeze and pinch it rather hard. I had to admit that I loved it too – the skin was soft and pliable and just so fantastically wonderful to play with. I noticed that his cock responded by getting a little harder and I was thrilled that I could get this kind of reaction from him.

I moved my body down to get better access to his crotch. I saw that his cock was still mostly soft. God, how I wished I could get that wonderful monster awaken again! I put my face down and licked at that beauty, that heavenly fat cock. Nothing! I buried my nose in his lovely, soft pubic thatch. Then I slowly drag my tongue over the whole length of the cock ending with the head in my mouth. Again nothing. I sucked on the head and dived my tongue into the slit, then worked the tongue around and around the ridge. Still nothing. He was breathing just a little bit harder than when I was mauling his tits but I just adored the feel of his big, incredibly soft cock in my mouth.

I gently lifted his cock out of the way and let is rest on one of his amputated thigh. I went for the remains of the ball bag again. Donny seemed to know what I was gonna be doing and he started getting really excited. He wiggled his ass and moved his arms and head but his dick didn’t seem to be getting any harder or doing anything – it was still rather limp, resting on his thigh.

I moved so that I could get my tongue and mouth on the fringe of skin denoting where his scrotum had once been attached to his body. I loved this part of him. I cannot believe how totally turned on I was by playing with Donny’s mutilated body parts. I mean I was so completely obsessed by his magnificent, powerful leg stumps and also by this – his absent ball bag and the fringe of skin and the scar showing where it once was attached to his body. I’d never felt this way before.

I knew I was leaking one hell of a lot of pre-cum because I could feel my cock dragging through all kinds of wet stuff on the sheet. But I didn’t care – as long as I getting to my Donny and satisfying him. He’d said he wanted me to fuck him and that’s just what I had in mind. I was going to put my moderate size dong in Donny’s heavily muscled ass. And I was going to give him an A-number-one humping.

I licked the underside of his cock and then worked my way down his V. I slowly began to mouth and tongue this magic, slight piece of scrotal flesh and Donny went absolutely apeshit on me! He was beating his fists on the bed, throwing his head from side to side and making all kinds of wonderful loud noises. I hoped we weren’t keeping the other guys awake by our lovemaking. Anyway, after working my mouth and lips and tongue all over that small piece of dangling flesh, I began to bite on it lightly. This really drove him totally crazy. He started breathing and moaning in a totally unusual way and I thought he was having a seizure of some kind. So, I picked my head up and asked him if everything was all right and he just pushed my head down to his crotch again.

While I was still working on that area (going almost down to his ass hole), he slowly raised up his stumps and began rubbing then against the side of my head and my ears. I was feeling just incredible. He was doing this slowly and I totally loved what was happening. It showed me of Donny’s acceptance of my efforts. The action also gave me access to his hot ass hole and I was thrilled. Donny spreads his stumps even wider as I began to dive for his hole and then he pulled them back towards his chest. He also shoved a pillow under his lower back to raise himself up. His opening was now completely revealed to me and it got me extremely hot!

There was not a single hair at all in his butt crack or anal opening. Did he himself shave here? Did he have someone do it for him? God! Would I love to be the one to do it for him! Whatever the case, I loved how this area looked and felt. Oh so smooth and inviting!

As I began licking the area, Donny was giving me words of encouragement. He knew I was a bottom and so I might be a little hesitant at acting like a top and servicing him; and also a little stupid and inexperienced. He was right, of course; I was downright scared because Donny was such an incredible fuckin’ stud and I was such a weakling of a twink. Still am.

“I feel you’re a little hesitant, Cammy. Why? Don’t you wanna do it?”

“I wanna do it so bad, Donny, I can’t even begin to tell you. But I…I…I’ve never been with such a…such a stud before who’s asked me to f-f-fuck him. It’s a little daunting, you know.”

“Come here, Cam, and let me tell you something.” He rolled onto his side and indicated for me to crawl up beside him. I did, and he gently but firmly grasped me and held me to his body and whispered soothingly in my ear. “Cam, I wouldn’t have asked you if I thought you couldn’t do it or…” he looked at me intently and then kissed me passionately “…if I didn’t want it as much as you do.” He kissed me again; I was almost too stunned to return his passionate advances, but the feel of his tongue delicately caressing my mouth made me hotter than a blast furnace. “I want you Cammy – I want you and desperately need you.”

I smiled shyly at him. “I understand Donny.”

He smiled back and I melted once again in the face of his wonderful personality and his overwhelming beauty. He was trying to build up my courage and it was definitely working. He caressed my head and face and neck and I was feeling just great. Donny was a real expert in seducing someone and getting them to do what it was he wanted done.

“Great Cammy! And you know I want it, don’t you? I want it as I’ve never wanted it before.”

I went into the bathroom and came back with a jar of Vaseline – I knew I’d need it, not because I was that big but I figured that Donny was that tight. I set the jar on the night table. Donny held his arms open for me. His stumps were spread wide and his bag less equipment just hung there. That beautiful big cock was flaccid as opposed to mine that was standing straight out and begging for immediate attention.

I crawled into his arms like a child looking for affection and notice. Donny held me tight and it was a little painful with my cock pressing into his body. But I loved the love he heaped on me. It was totally reassuring. He petted my body and I loved every second of his attention. He began kissing me all over my face, planting little kisses everywhere. It was so erotic, so utterly consoling, so wonderful. Then we kissed passionately, our tongues battling for supremacy.

We were quiet again, with Donny holding me, my head resting quietly on his fabulous chest. I could hear his heart beating and the rhythm was soothing and comforting. I moved my head slightly to gain access to one of his nipples and slowly, and intermittently, I began to lick it, lovingly playing my tongue over the erect nub and then circling it over and over and over again. Donny was getting excited but he was still holding me tightly. His stumps were beginning to kick slightly and he was, in addition, opening and closing them in a rhythmic pattern. He was getting me terribly hot all over again. I adored the feel of those muscular thighs hitting and touching my body.

We kissed again and he began to lovingly stroke my body. I thrilled at his strong yet gentle touch. He rubbed my face, kissed and licked my ears; this tickled slightly, but sent shivers through my body.

“Let me get you hot, Cammy,“ he whispered in my ear between kisses. “Let me get you so hot that you forget everything except putting that wonderful cock of yours into my steaming, throbbing, waiting hole.”

What he was doing to my body was incredible! He licked down my neck, while sucking on it and biting the pulse points so lightly. He moved his tongue over my shoulders and down each biceps. Now, my biceps are not at all muscular – as I’ve said before, I’m quite the twink type. My muscles are rounded and have rather soft lines; they are not hard and cut. Donny’s muscles were very hard and really cut – he was an incredible hunk – the body that I loved so much in a man and still do. Of course, his being an amputee also added greatly to my desire and lust.

Donny positioned me on my back and crawled onto my body. I thought I would not be able to bear his entire weight but it was fine. Donny gave me a long, passionate kiss while continuing to stroke my skin. I threw my arms open wide. Donny slowly moved down my bod kissing and licking everywhere. I could feel his large, but flaccid cock, trailing over my crotch and over my very erect and now heavily leaking cock. I could feel the wetness as it rubbed over Donny’s luscious body.

“Very hot, aren’t you Cammy love?”

“Yeah!” is all I can say. Actually, I didn’t say it but panted it.

“Well, lets see if I can get you even hotter. Ready?”

I sort of grunted my agreement. I knew Donny understood. I also knew that I wanted everything he had to offer me – and I needed to show him that I loved what he did to me and for me. I needed to show him that I wanted him, and accepted him and had to have him.

Donny was kissing my chest and working around my nipples. The feel of his rough tongue playing with my very sensitive tits was driving me crazy. He even nipped at them lightly and then squeezed them hard between his lips; this was just fucking awesome. I squirmed so much I was afraid that I’d toss Donny right off of me and I wanted so much to feel his weight - to feel that awesome body pressing me down – pinning me to the bed and completely immobilizing me.

I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight.

“Don’t worry, Cammy babe. I’m not goin’ anywhere.”

But still I held him tightly and pressed him relentlessly - my body into his. I let my hands roam…and caress…and play over the great muscles of his back…and his shoulders…and his sides. God! The feeling…the goddamned overwhelming feeling…of this magnificent man…of having this magnificent specimen…of the ultimate in manhood in bed with me…and loving me…and accepting me…. It was all just too much…too much for me to believe.

As Donny continued to slide down my body, I could feel various parts of him against me. It was so thrilling – so unbelievably thrilling! His mouth continued to suck ever inch of my skin – armpits, nipples, pecs, biceps – you name it, he sucked and soothed and pampered it. I just loved how much attention he paid to my armpits and the areas around them. He wet them down thoroughly and sucked on them while gently pulling the hairs with his teeth. Nobody had ever paid this kind of attention to my body before I met Donny and the thrill and excitement of having someone who desired my body was totally awesome.

He slowly and meticulously worked his way down to my crotch. All the while, I could feel his still flaccid cock being dragged over my body parts, and his leg stumps continued to rub me. I’m sure he purposely kept those highly erotic stumps moving rhythmically so as to maximize my arousal. It was totally and incredibly stimulating.

By the time his face and mouth reached my crotch, I was absolutely rock hard, hot as hell and leaking abundant amounts of pre-cum. I felt my whole dick and Donny were coated with the stuff. It was heavenly - and among the greatest feelings of my life. Donny knew just how to turn me on like nobody else.

His palpitating leg stumps were soothingly caressing my lower legs. He slowly began to tongue my cock and balls. He looked up and smiled at me while still maintaining the head of my cock in his mouth. “Ya wanna fuck me, Cammystud?”

“God, Donny. Do I ever!”

“Good man. Ole Donny’s ass needs a real good hard fuckin’! And you can do it!”

He slowly licked my cock shaft from the base to the slit nipping me gently with his teeth as he made his progress. I was quivering in anticipation and rubbed my hands on his cheeks and neck and anywhere else I could reach on this beautiful man. He would occasionally look up to me and give me one his hundred-megawatt smiles and I would go into meltdown mode still another time. God! What a stud! How did I get so lucky to have found such a gorgeous hunk – and he was making love to me – me, me Cam, the nerd – Cam the wuss – Cam the perpetual loser in love – Cam the twinkie. And he wanted me to fuck his incredibly cute and muscular ass now. This really can’t be happening. Can it?

“Cammy, I think it’s time for you t’ take over. Okay?”

“Yeah,” I panted out. “If you want me to.”

“I most certainly want you to. I wanna feel that big thumpin’ cock of yours slidin’ right up int’ my chute and havin’ ya pump out a good, healthy size, Cammy load right int’ my hot, waitin’ bowels!”

“Christ Donny. You get me so fuckin’ hot just telling me what I’m gonna do! You’re incredible and totally fuckin’ awesome!”

He rolled off of me and then scooted back up the bed using those powerful arms. I thrilled at watching his muscles working and took particular pleasure in looking at how his stumps flapped and wiggled as he moved. I found all of Donny’s body movements to be highly erotic and totally absorbing. Everything about him was a complete and total turn on. Donny was a living, breathing aphrodisiac.

When our faces were opposite I leaned over to kiss him very hard. He wrapped his arms around me pulling me to his body while I had my hands on his face, caressing his slightly prickly beard. The kiss was long and quite passionate and when we separated Donny gave me a huge smile and licked his lips appreciatively. He moved onto his back and spread his arms wide. I again had the complete view of his incredible body. As my eyes scanned down to his crotch, I noticed that his gorgeous cock, this magnificent, incredibly sexy appendage, was slightly harder than it had been before but was still quite limp. But it was still so incredibly gorgeous.

I knew I had to touch it again, so I reached out and gently began to stroke it.

“It won’t get any harder, Cammy.”

“I understand, sweetie. I just have to touch it. It’s just so incredibly beautiful…and inviting…and just beckons my probing fingers.”

“Well, if you want to probe, there’s certainly something to probe all you want…and I’d love you to take full advantage of it – and me.”

He reached over and took the Vaseline and retrieved a condom. Then he moved the pillow under the small of his back and settled in comfortably. His lower body was now raised slightly and it got me hotter than ever. The view would live in my dreams forever.

He spread his stumps wide and I could see every detail of the bottom of his body - those muscular, scarred stumps, Donny’s large, thick, beautiful but flaccid cock and no ball bag. Also his anus. Donny pulled his ass cheeks wide and I was able to clearly see the opening – the opening into Donny’s beautiful body – and I certainly thought it was beckoning to me – inviting me to enter.

“There it is Cammystud. And here I am in all my glory!” He gave me a gorgeous smile. “Do with me anything you want. I’m totally yours – totally and completely.”

I moved up to kiss him once again. I loved the feel of his lips on mine. We frenched deeply and passionately – there was definitely something special between us – something profound, something all consuming, something I desired entirely. I was being accepted by this exceptional man and I could not possibly be happier. Donny was giving himself to me – totally and completely – and I was totally and completely ready to accept.

I rubbed my lips over his thick neck and I began a slow traversal of his luscious and waiting body. From his neck, I made my way to his gorgeous and fully erect nipples, which I proceed to absolutely maul. The feeling of them in my mouth and on my lips and between my teeth made me sizzling and I could feel myself leaking lots of pre-cum onto Donny’s body and also onto the bed. This bed was going to be one absolute mess by the time we were finished tonight.

I made a beeline for Donny’s pits, and the wonderful taste and feel of them. All the sweating we’d done tonight had paid off – Donny’s armpits tasted fabulous! There was that manly musk and slightly sour taste from sweat combining into a aromatic and intoxicating mixture. He was still sweating profusely and I love the wetness. I lifted my head momentarily and gave Donny a great big smile.

He smiled back. His eyes were almost closed and I’m surprised he saw me. “Like it, Cammy?”

“Love it, Donny. You’re such an incredible stud!”

“Was, Cammy. I was an incredible stud!”

“No! You still are, my super stud, my great, gorgeous hunk!” I kissed his chest and then licked the area I had just serviced. I smiled again at him and said in a very low, hoarse whisper, “You still are in every way possible. You still are.”

He rubbed my hair in response and we gazed into each other’s eyes. And we kissed again. Donny threw his arms around me and squeezed my tightly. I was so consumed by his attentions and his reactions to my loving consideration of his glorious body. I would happily die right now because I could not imagine myself with anyone more beautiful, anyone more caring, anyone more willing, than my incredible Donny.

We gazed into each other’s eyes as Donny slowly rubbed my hair. And we kissed again. Donny’s eyes were moist and so were mine. He threw his arms around me and squeezed my tightly. I was so consumed by his reactions to my loving attention to his glorious body.

I lowered my head and softly rested it on his chest. Donny soothingly stroked my hair, then my and cheek and neck. He was so gentle and so caring. I lifted my head and kissed him again, softly and soothingly on the lips. During the kiss, I began playing with his nipples again, then sneaked my hand into his luxurious armpits. I could feel his breathing beginning to speed up and so was mine. He moved slightly and began rubbing his leg stumps against my body and it was so incredibly hot that I had to visualize certain “turn offs” to keep myself under control.

I moved one hand down to Donny’s crotch and began fingering his cock and the skin where his balls had been. I could feel his cock getting slightly harder and that gave me a big thrill. I slowly moved still lower and began feeling up around his ass hole; I could sense Donny beginning to get even harder when I did this. So I continued diddling around his hole and he was getting hotter and hotter.

“This’s great, Cammy!” he panted. “Just….just great. Nobody’s ever done this t’ me before. I can’t believe how great it is.” He seemed to be crying a little bit. “Nobody’s ever taken the time t’ do it. It’s usually just a real quick in and out – a real fast fuck and a faster goodbye.”

I just smiled a rueful smile at his fantastic response to my attentions to his hole and his whole sublime body. It was feeling so incredibly great to me too. And for the first time I fully realized – and truly believed - that I would soon be fucking this great stud’s fantastic ass. He handed me the Vaseline.

“Slick ‘er up, my friend. Do ya best! I can’t wait.”

Donny placed both hands on his leg stumps pulling them back and exposing his absolutely award winning ass. I know I was dopily staring at his phenomenally muscled ass mounds – they were each a work of high art. Those muscles looked so tight I was barely able to see his hole and worried haw I going to get in. I also gawked at his wonderfully beautiful dick hanging limply down over his non-existent scrotum; it covered part of his ass hole. But I knew he was giving me his ass and I knew that I was going to take what was rightfully mine.

I began to lick his ass mounds – smooth, hairless and oh so soft to the touch of my tongue. I move up each leg stump and began mauling them with my hands and my mouth – I would lick and suck on one while my hands roughly played with the other. I loved the feel of his hairless stumps and particularly the roughened feel of the scars at the ends. I also started biting on them. I knew it must have been hurting him ‘cause I was biting rather hard. But he seemed to love it – loved everything I was doing.

As I got closer to his ass hole, I saw that Donny’s cock was becoming a little bit more engorged – but just ever so slightly. I took it into my hand to move it aside. As I placed his gorgeous dong on his abdomen, I could feel every beat of his heart through it. I kissed the beautiful head very gently and ran the back of my hand over the limp length. I looked up at Donny’s face and he had this big grin; he seemed to be liking everything I was doing for him.

I licked underneath his dick, over the little remaining skin of his removed bag. The skin there had an unusual taste – slightly bitter, but it was soft and I played roughly with the rather large scar there, running my tongue back and forth. Donny seemed to love my attention because he started moaning my name rather loudly and placed both those sexy stumps on either side of my head and began wiggling them. The feel of that skin on my ears was so incredibly terrific.

I suddenly had the feeling that my dick was getting incredibly hard and big, and that it was being over stimulated. I lift myself up on my arms to get myself away from Donny’s hot body. I just knew that I was going to come again and tried desperately to control what was happening to me, but it was all to no avail. I knew I had reached that point where nothing would stop it from happening. I was almost up on all fours when I began shouting Donny’s name along with a string of obscenities. Suddenly I felt the cum rising and I shot my load.

I was really pissed! SHIT! I hadn’t even gotten my cock anywhere near Donny’s ass hole and I fuckin’ shot off. FUCK! I knew it was all over his ass cheeks and probably onto the bed also. What a fucking mess!

I hung my head and cursed myself for my lack of control. When I opened my eyes, Donny was smiling and I was getting angrier by the second.

“What are you fuckin’ smiling about?” I asked heatedly.

Donny laughed and this got me even more pissed. “I’m laughin’ ‘cause you find me so sexy that you shot without even touchin’ yourself. Shit! I think that’s great! Nobody’s done that for me since the docs sliced and diced me all up.”

I couldn’t help but smile back at him. “Thanks,” I said in a rather muffled voice. “I do find you so incredibly sexy. Sorry I couldn’t hold back.”

“Nothing to apologize about, Cammy. You know shot your stuff right onto the empty part of my crotch, don’t you?.” I looked down and Donny was slowly rubbing my jizz all around the scar and on it too. I had shot right onto that part of him that I adored so, so much. “C’mon. You do it.”

I sat back on my haunches and brought my fingers to the site of his amputated balls. I gently rubbed through the milky white, sticky, thick mass that was clinging to his crotch and pinched and kneaded the ruffle of skin that was the remains of Donny’s scrotum. It felt wonderful and Donny groaned his appreciation of my gentle manipulations.

He opened his arms and I slid up his body. He enfolded me in those mighty, strong arms. “You’re great! And your cum on my crotch is terrific! I know you find me hot and I fuckin’ love it. You’re the only person who does,” he said very softly. “The only one.”

He cradled me and kissed my face and shoulders and I loved the feel of his warm, soft lips on me. He also began to rub my sides with his twin stumps and that started getting me hotter than hell all over again.

To Be Concluded in the Next Installment

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