I met Nick during my second semester in college. I was 21 he was 22. We were both disabled and in wheelchairs, We were both in residence; a fancy term that meant you were from out of town. I'm not sure what attracted me to Nick, or guys in general, but something about him was alluring. He had a slim build, dark curly hair, and brown-almost black eyes. Nick was the first guy I had ever noticed that way. He was just damn bewitching. The problem was I wasn't sure what I would do if I got him
I had spent a long time trying to figure out why I was attracted to Nick. Every time we took a shower at the same time, I couldn't help staring at his big circumcised dick. Occasionally I would catch him checking out my tool as well, I was surprised that he didn't make any comments about it being too small or ugly because it wasn't cut. I heard rumors that Nick was gay, but didn't know for sure. I had to find out if he was gay and if he would be interested in me. I decided the best time to make my move would be at supper. There were 25 maybe 30 guys in the cafeteria every night. There were no rules as to who could sit where and with whom. Nick and I always sat at the same table, across from each other, with 4 other guys.
On this night I decided to rearrange the seating plan. I pulled my wheelchair in as close to Nick's as I could. About 20 minutes into the meal, I deftly slipped my left hand under the table and gave his inner thigh a gentle squeeze. I felt his body stiffen; I knew he liked what I was doing. I slowly moved my hand up his thigh, and found his cock was rock hard! Our eyes met. We gave a mutual nod to indicate that we understood each other and would talk about it later.
After supper I went back to my room to finish my homework, but had trouble keeping my mind on the books. My mind was on Nick and how hard his dick was when I stole a feel under the table! I was also wondering when or if Nick would come see me at all. It was time for bed and he had not come to my room. I resigned myself to the fact that he wasn't as interested as I thought he was, and wouldn't be coming. Maybe it's for the best I thought as I stripped off my clothes and slid from my chair to my bed; what would I do if he did come? I'd be so embarrassed my dick wouldn't stand up! I rolled onto my side and started to play with myself.
As I lay there in the dark stroking my meat I could hear the squeaky hum of Nick's electric wheelchair. He was coming towards my room! What was I going to do? I began to wish I hadn't made a move on Him. OH SHIT! He was getting closer. I lay in my bed frozen with fear; the hard-on that was progressing had swiftly vanished. I heard his chair hit my bedroom door and it opened with a thud. I heard the click of the door as it closed behind him. He made his way to my nightstand and turned on the lamp.
"Aaron, I know you're awake, and I know you want me, right?"
"Yes" I said, not turning over to face him.
"You want me to suck your cock"?
"Yes"
I turned over, surprised to see that my cock was standing straight up, ready for action! Apparently I was more excited then I thought, my dick was so hard that the foreskin started to roll back on its own, exposing the purple head.
