This is a continuation of Wild Oats - The Vet. ***** "Matt, you are a talented and considerate lover and I consider it a privilege to accept your invitation." "I need to take a quick shower. If you would like, you can make yourself at home in my van." He pulled on his shorts, grabbed soap and a towel, and levered himself into his wheelchair. His van was...
(c ) Daniel Quentin Steele 2012 It's been awhile, but it's good to be back on LIT. This is a departure from anything I've done on this site. I hope that readers will enjoy it. This is a stand-alone story, although part of the First Coast series I've been telling over the last two and a half years. There are a couple of connections to another well known seri...
I was driving to work when the first chords came drifting out of the car radio like a lullaby. And then Cass Elliot's haunting voice followed, singing the words I knew so well. Stars shining bright above you Night breezes seem to whisper, I love you Birds singing in the sycamore tree Dream a little dream of me My wife never knew why the song made me cr...
Chapter 1, discovering my sexuality My name is Clover Moffatt, and my sexual awakening came late, at the hands of men who ought to have known better - namely Henry Jones, my elderly neighbour, and the Headmaster of my High School Jed Bonner. Frankly, I regard the whole Jed episode as being completely formative, and ruinous to my chances of romance. But I s...
(Chapter 16) "Painful Visit" (circa-1984) It was late in the afternoon when he pulled his car to a halt outside Gary Fowler's bungalow. The wheelchair access ramp and handrail supports leading up to the front door a chilling reminder of a young man paralysed from the waist down, sitting alone on his birthday, his wheelchair his only companion, Stella Mason...
Bruce and Christine like to have fun. Married for 17 years, they are always finding new ways of fulfilling their sexual desires. One of their favorite activities is clothes shopping. At 5'-4" and 120 pounds, with perky tits and an ass to die for, Christine is a very sexy lady. Bruce, always horny, has been disabled from birth, needing either crutches or a...
At age 9, I contracted polio. At first I thought I was being punished for pretending to be crippled. For a year or so I had been using the slats from the bed and ace bandages to bind up my leg and walk around the house when no one was home. I had always been interested in people with disabilities. Never could understand why. When I left the hospital I was i...
(Next Chapter is what you've all been waiting for.) (Chapter 12 will not be the last Chapter, looks like I'll be typing a chapter 13.) "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!" "I'm sorry! Why don't you bitch a little fucking more dude. Seriously!" "DON'T SMACK MY FUCKING ARM INTO THE DOOR ASSHOLE, IT'S FUCKING BROKE!" "If you don't shut your big fucking mouth, I'll br...
"Haner?" I said, looking around the Emergency Room waiting room. It didn't take long for a tall, handsome man with spiky hair and heavily tattooed arms to cross the waiting room and stand before me. I couldn't help but notice that the man was nursing his right arm. I knew immediately who he was: standing before me was a very injured Synyster Gates! The other...
Five men sat in the back of the prison van for transportation between jails. There was no conversation between any of them even though two of them knew each other well and had been close friends. The vehicle went over several potholes and one of the men grunted angrily as the slight bumps were felt. "Bloody bastards! Making a point of hitting every hole in...