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Getting Well Ch. 1

By: Redd



I had just turned eighteen when a drunk driver crossed the center line and hit my car head-on. I awoke in the hospital three days later with two broken legs and two broken arms and needless to say a lot of bruises. I was told that I was lucky to be alive as the other driver, the drunk, did not survive, as the crash was so severe.

All I knew was that I hurt a lot and I was not going to be up and around any time soon.

Of course my family had gathered, not knowing at first the extent of my injuries, and they all gave me the moral support I needed. But I did fall into a bit of depression, knowing I would be bedridden for an extended time.

After what seemed an eternity, I was released to begin my recovery at home, and the start of an unexpected turn of events.

With my parents both holding down careers, my moms sister, Beth, became my caretaker, driving over every day, to keep me company and tend my needs.

The first few days at home were pretty much a blur, with the pain medication dulling my senses. I remember, though, the horror of needing to go to the bathroom, and unable to rise from the bed. My mom and Aunt Beth, were both very understanding, and tried their best to help me. Using a bedpan in extreme pain, soon began to be the low point of my day.

With drugs trying to control the pain, I vaguely noticed that my mom and Beth, took turns helping me in my bodily functions. I would call out, and one of them would calmly take my penis into their hand and help guide the stream into a container. And when the need to pass solids came, just as quietly, helped me onto the pan, and cleaned me up afterwards.

Soon a routine set in, with my mom making me a light breakfast, feeding me, and with a kiss on the cheek, left for work, as Aunt Beth came into the house.

Aunt Beth would then gather up a small pan of hot water, and give me a refreshing sponge bath. I should add at this point, that when I came home from the hospital, and the difficulty in changing my clothes, it was decided by the two women, that it would be easier for all, if I was left nude.

In time, I took less medication, and I became more aware of my aunts attention to my needs. 

I remember clearly the day as if it were yesterday, when as per routine, my aunt Beth came into my room with the pan of water to give me my bath.

She sat down, as usual, and pulled the sheet down to my waist, and began to caress my face and neck with the sponge, and worked her way down my chest.

Rinsing the sponge, she calmly pulled the sheet off my body, as always to replace with a fresh one, and began to clean my groin. 

But this time I was not in so much pain, and the sensations of her handling my penis and balls, soon had a new effect! I felt the stirrings of an erection!!

Without batting an eye, Beth continued to wash my privates, even as I began to grown in length and in thickness! Having gone so long without any sexual feelings, I suddenly became overwhelmed with desire! With my rod throbbing at full attention, aunt Beth looked up into my eyes, and without saying a word, caressed my balls, and wrapped her fingers around my shaft! I was both thrilled and shocked!! 

Still without a word between us, but our eyes locked, she began to slowly pump my shaft, pulling me into a state of delirium! I just laid there helpless, as Beth squeezed my shaft more firmly and increasing her rhythm. With the intensity of the moment overwhelming my control, I felt my body tense as I neared my explosion of passion, only to be shocked again! Aunt Beth knew what she was doing, and at the last moment, ducked down and began to suck hard on my dick. I exploded in a release of juices built up from weeks of denial!! 

Aunt Beth sucked me dry, as I cried out from the intensity of my release! I began to tremble from the exertion, and the overwhelming realization of what just happened! I was unable to speak, not knowing what to say to my aunt. Thankfully she spoke for us both. "I think we should keep this our little secret." "Don't you?" 

All I could do was nod in agreement.

"And as long as it is our little secret, we may as well do more!" was my aunt Beth's way of sealing the deal.

To Be Continued...

Getting Well Ch. 2



I had never imagined in my wildest dreams, that my Aunt Beth, would have done what she did! The suddenness of her action shocked me into state of confusion and a bit of uneasiness. So many thoughts raced through my mind, as she finished my sponge bath and covered me with a fresh sheet. I did not know what to say, yet I felt the need to say something. I started to speak in a low voice, but it came out as a stutter, only to have my Aunt reach over and place her fingers across my lips.

"Shuss" my aunt whispered, "Don't say anything."

The look in my eyes must have spoke volumes, as we looked into each others eyes. 

"We all have needs!" my aunt went on to say, "You have yours and I have mine." And with that comment ringing in my ears, Aunt Beth leaned down and gently kissed me on my lips.

In a daze, I watched Aunt Beth leave the room, with a sly grin on her face!

The rest of the day went by in slow motion, as I dwelled on the turn of events and what the future seemed to promise. I drifted in and out of sleep, still a bit weak from my injuries.

I was awakened by the voices of my mom and my aunt, as they came into my bedroom with my evening meal. I must say I felt a little uneasy with my mom sitting next to me, as I looked at my aunt sitting on the foot of the bed. With a drone of chatter filling my ears, I was helped with my meal. I did have one arm with only a half cast on it, so I could feed myself, if someone held a plate for me. So as I ate, I heard the two women tell me that I would be getting my hair washed after eating.

Something I really needed after my hair grew back onto my shaven head. The two of them brought into the bedroom a table and a basin, setting them up next to the edge of my bed. Their plan was to turn me sideways on my bed, and let my head hang off the side, over the basin. My mom pulled the sheet off of me as she has done so often before, and the two of them gently shifted me to the desired position. But this time, with my aunt looking down at me, I felt the stirrings of an erection. I could only close my eyes and try to relax, hoping not to get a boner in front of my mom.

The two women carried on with their task, with great care, supporting my head as they shampooed my hair. When they started to rinse the soap from my head, I peeked out through slitted eyelids and suddenly had a view of my moms lace bra through the gap in her blouse, and the full roundness of the breast within. I lost control at that point, feeling the blood rush into my crotch and my penis start to swell. With the mornings memories flooding back into my mind, the sight of a breast so near my face, I quickly had a full blown hardon. My dick was standing at full attention, swaying from the throbbing I could not control and two women staring at it!

My aunt Beth remained silent, but mom, mom uttered, "OH MY!"

I must have turned crimson red from embarrassment. 

With my eyes clenched tightly, I waited for what would happen next.

"Your boy has needs!" I heard my aunt say, "And he only has us to help him!"

I was still letting the words sink in, when my throbbing cock was wrapped into a warm hand, a hand that began to gently move up and down my shaft. 

My eyes popped open expecting to see my aunt Beth with my rod in her hands, but was shocked speechless by the sight of my own mother caressing my private parts.

In a silence that was deafening, my mom continued to stroke my manhood, sending me into a daze of emotions. It was not long before her efforts brought me to a point of release. I felt I must have gushed a quart of jism, with one stream following another, covering my chest in my juices.

After several moments my spasms eased, and without a word my mom cleaned the pools of sperm from my chest.

In a surreal moment the two women shifted me back into the bed and covered me with a sheet.

I must have slept for twelve hours.



Getting Well Ch. 3



I woke from a dream, a dream that had me naked and sexually aroused before two women.

As my mind shook off the haze of sleep, I realized I was having a memory not a dream.

So many thoughts raced through my mind as I pondered the turn of events. So much to think about, so much to absorb.

I felt a bit overwhelmed, and a bit uneasy, on what I would say to my mother when she came in to check on me. And I did not have to wait long, as I heard footsteps coming down the hall. Taking in a deep breath, I tried to calm my raging nerves, when my aunt strolled through the door.

"Well, Good morning sleepyhead!" aunt Beth greeted me with, "We were wondering if you were going to sleep all day!"

Feeling a bit of relief that it was my aunt and not my mom, I smiled meekly and offered a weak apology, and asked, "Is mom here?"

"Not for another couple of hours." was my aunts reply.

Feeling the stress ease a bit, I suddenly felt the overpowering need to use the bathroom.

Beth, I need to go." I bluntly asked my aunt. "One or two?" she shot back without hesitation.

"One!" was all needed to say.

Without a pause, Beth brought to my bedside the bottle we had been using for such needs, and without asking, lifted the sheet, took my penis into her hand, and calmly guided the stream into the container.

I just lied there watching her calm demeanor, wondering what she was thinking, pleased to feel her touch. 

With my deed done, Beth reached over to my bedstand, snatched one of the "quickwipes" and gave my penis a tender cleaning.

I felt a deep sense of closeness to my aunt, with her display of care for me. Reaching with my one usable arm, I placed my hand on hers and looked deep into her eyes. "Thank you!" were all the words I could muster, but the long look into each others eyes seemed to say more.

With a warm smile, my aunt whispered back that I was more than welcome. In the moment I felt as if I was going to cry, and felt embarrassed to do so, and fought back the tears.

In spite of my efforts one tear escaped, and started down my cheek. Aunt Beth leaned down and kissed the droplet off my cheek, and traced its path up to my eye. I sank into a dreamy haze as Beth kissed my eyes closed, all the while very aware she still had her other hand caressing my swelling manhood.

"Beth." I started to speak, but was answered by her shushing me, and commanding that I say nothing more. And ensured my silence by gently pressing her lips to mine.

Beth slowly, carefully, explored my lips with hers, sucking gently as she went.

"Beth!" I tried again, bringing her lips to my ear, and a response, "What do you want?"

In a moment of extreme daring, I whispered back at her, "Beth, will you fuck me?"

I could not believe my own words, how dare I ask such a thing from my moms sister.

It did stop her from kissing my face, as she took in a sharp breath, giving me pause to think I had gone too far.

Beth lifted herself from her closeness to my face, her eyes mere slits, as she looked down at me.

For what seemed like a very long moment, and a very silent one at that, we looked at each other.

Beth broke the suspense by rising from her seat on my bedside, and started to unbutton her blouse.

In a surreal vision, I watched my aunt Beth peel her clothing off, slowly, deliberately.

I knew she had a nice figure, but to see it naked, exposed to my eyes, was even more shapely than I imagined.

In what seemed slow motion, Beth came to be totally naked, and carefully, crawled onto the bed, to straddle me, and with the experience of her age, fucked me into unconsciousness.