REMEMBRANCES

Peter lay in the bed of the motel room trying to keep his mind on the show he was watching, but it was simply no use. He was too horny, and it seemed like he saw semi-clad women, or attractive men stimulating his thoughts on every channel he turned to.

"What the hell," he thought. "I might as well play with it..."

Peter reached under the covers, to grasp the unbelievably massive shaft that was tenting the cloth of his boxer shorts. He lightly caressed the organ, starting at the thick, wide base. With his fingertips, he felt the massive width of the penis as it grew out of the base of his groin. He surprised himself, even after all the years of familiarity with his own organ, at it's weight and thickness. His fingers lightly traced around the area where the skin of his shaft, met the skin of his lower belly. The circumference was about 8 inches around, about the width of a coke can. As he encountered the thick, gnarled veins now pulsing with blood, he followed their path with his fingertips as they wound around and up the massive pillar to a point just under the widely flaring ridge of his cock head. Peter could feel that as his fingers ascended the length of the shaft, the circumference diminished until at the point just under the head, the circumference was just under two inches around.

He thought back on the many times that his lovers, both men and women, initially took the massive head into their bodies, only to discover that as his depth of penetration increased, their love channels got stretched to bursting with his unusually shaped, tapered shaft. Peter's cock jerked under his fingers as his thoughts turned in this direction, and he gently grasped the flaring cock ridge in his fingers and stroked this part of his organ up and down, letting the sensitive nerve endings in the swollen ridge, send pulsing signals of pleasure to his brain.

Peter could stand it no more, and he pulled the massive 11-inch shaft out of the slotted opening of his under shorts, taking the time to also pull his full, heavy testicles out through the same hole. Grasping the heavily arching organ at the base with his right hand, his stroking encouraged the head and shaft to completely fill with blood, and as it did, he used the fingers of his left hand to gently probe the puffy lips at the topside of his cock head.

Without seeing himself, Peter knew that the massive head was now swollen to the size of a small apple, and that if he were to look down into the swollen cock lips, he would be able to see into the wide tunnel of his urethra. Peter could feel the sticky secretions at the tip of his organ as he ran his fingers around and around the little lips surrounding his hole, and he gasped aloud at the thrilling sensations that his touch created. Peter pulled back the covers so that he could watch his own manipulation of the tremendous organ.

As he did so, he couldn't help but also be affected by the sight of ugly, crippled lower body as he watched the stumps of his legs move and jerk inside the boxer shorts. The sight suddenly reminded Peter of his handicap, and for the briefest moment, he was once again startled at the view almost as if he were seeing the crippled flesh for the first time, and, in fact, looking at someone else.

Quickly, however, the passion and feeling centered in his cock, over rode his feelings of self pity, and for reasons that Peter could never quite understand, his caresses turned in the direction of the crippled flesh that he himself, found so unattractive.

Releasing the now massively swollen shaft, the organ dropped heavily across Peter's thigh ... the head coming to rest on the mattress next to his hip. Peter slowly moved his hands across his stomach, and down to the juncture of his short thighs. Reaching under, grasping and tweaking the large swollen testicles resting on the mattress with his fingers, he reached forward to grasp the ends of his legs in the palms of both hands.

Peter's stumps were very short, extending only about 4 inches below the point where the thick flesh of his thighs met the trunk of his body. Moving his hands around the soft, crippled flesh, he could feel how the thick upper thighs, quickly ended in blunt, scarred ends. As he continued to probe his lower body, he moved the stubby bones in his legs, feeling the short stumps jerk, as the movement was transmitted to the muscle and tissues covering his thighs. Peter knew from watching himself in the past, that when he moved in this manner, the blunt end of the bones as they terminated at the end of his stumps, were visible as they raised and lowered within the flesh of each of his crippled thighs. He knew also, but didn't know just why, that it was exciting to watch!

Peter's thoughts turned to his most recent night with Ann, one of his many female lovers. Many of Peter's partners were indeed themselves handicapped. Ann was one of these. Peter could never quite understand what it was that caused so many men and women to be attracted to him, but invariably their initial curiosity, turned to intimacy and lust. Peter assumed that part of it was the surprise that came from finding out just how well hung he was, and the curiosity of wondering just if and how his severe handicaps interfered with his ability to provide pleasure to his lovers.

They all found, in fact that Peter's crippled body seemed only to enhance his ability to cause most of his lovers, to reach screaming climaxes the like of which they claim to have never experienced before. Whatever the element was, Peter was thankful for it --- feeling perhaps that it made up in some small way for the helplessness that he sometimes felt because of his amputations. Thinking back, Peter remembered the first time with Ann.

Ann....a beautiful dark haired beauty with full, low hanging breasts, and the most exciting nipples he had ever encountered in a woman. Ann, who for all her sensuality and beauty, was, as Peter was, a double amputee. Her own legs had been lost in an accident in childhood, and her stumps were little more than very short, thin "sticks" which protruded only a few inches out of the opening of her panties. When spread, they pointed upward in a most exciting manner as she lay on her back in open, sensual invitation.

Their first time together, Ann had undressed first, and when Peter entered the bedroom, she was laying back on the bed wearing only a most attractive teddy. The top portion of the sheet was initially covering her body just below her waist, but when he rolled to the edge of the bed in his wheel chair and began to stare unashamedly at her beautiful body, Ann seemed to come to a decision, then reached down and pulled the sheet from her crippled lower limbs. Peter's breath caught in his throat as he first saw her short, crippled limbs poking out from the opening of her panties. Thinking back to that first night, he remembered how her stumps tapered quickly from their thick base, to a point, where the stump tip seemed only to consist of her leg bone, covered only by a layer of pale skin and no muscle.

Terribly excited, and unable to resist, Peter pulled himself onto the bed and, wearing only his pajama bottoms, worked his way between her lovely crippled limbs. Ann had looked at him shyly, and apologized for her deformity, and for her ugliness. In answer, Peter had reached forward to gently touch the palms of his hands to the tips of her stumps, which were raised slightly in the air, and spreading back and forth in open invitation.

Peter had moved himself between her limbs, to the point where his own stumps, still covered beneath his pajamas, rested almost tip-to-tip with Ann's. She had closed her eyes as Peter's hands and fingers explored every inch of her shattered thighs --- lightly caressing the sensitive inner portion of them, moving upward with his fingers to where her stumps thickened and widened inside the leg opening of her panties. Peter had run his fingers upward, close to, but not touching her wet and gaping pussy.

He remembered the shudder of her first orgasm, coming only from his fervent caress of her stumps, and the light touching of her swollen and gaping pussy lips. He remembered also her surprise at her own reaction, and that as she drifted in the sleepy aftermath of that first massive orgasm, the widening of her eyes in surprise, as he raised up on his own short stumps, and fumbled with the waist band of his pajamas, letting them slide off his lower body. He kicked and raised each stump individually to remove his limbs from the pajamas. It was clear that Ann did not realize that Peter would be able to mount her in this manner, "standing" on the sensitive tips of his own amputated limbs! Her eyes widened in fear as she saw the entire extent of Peter's massive cock.

Peter, used one hand to dig his erect organ out of the opening of his shorts. Ann watched as he held the amazing shaft at the base, and then gently laid the tip of the massive head against the puffy opening of her slot. Her hot wetness seemed to suck him in, and as she looked at him in amazement, and raised up on her elbows to view his massive shaft, her gasp of amazement and passion caused Peter to loose all control and the massive head, having spread and now just barely penetrated to the flaring ridge within her wet and widely spread pussy lips, pulsed, throbbed, and unleashed it's first massive, hot load.

The feeling of Peter's wet release, and the throbbing of his massive shaft, the head just captured within her pussy, caused Ann to orgasm again , she was amazed that it could happen to her with so shallow a penetration.

At that point, with Peter weak from his massive ejaculation, and struggling to hold himself in position balanced on his short stumps, Ann pushed him over on to his back, jerking the still huge, and leaking tool out of the tight opening in her body. She rolled forward on the shafts of her own stumps, and captured Peter's still massive shaft in her hands. Peter remembered her holding it tightly at the base with both hands, just as he had, and capturing just the tip of thick head between her lips, trying to suck out the last of his load, and to taste some of his cum which was still leaking out of the large, pulsing opening in his urethra.

Initially she was only partially successful, but in her frenzy of frustration, her desire for more of the thick, white cream that she had just barely tasted, Ann shyly reached into his shorts and, after a moment of fumbling, captured Peter's own thick stumps in her hands. The sensation of this intimate touch, and Ann's apparent unconcern regarding at his crippled limbs, caused Peters fat, thick shaft to throb a final time, fulfilling her wish to taste more of his hot, wet cream.

Both Ann and Peter screamed in pleasure at this final spurt, and Peter remembered thinking that she had come a third time. After a few minutes, Ann released the still thick, but soft penis from her lips, giving one last lick to the large, soft hole in the tip, as she gently pulled the puffy lips apart with her fingers. At the same time, she gently ran her hands up inside the pajama legs, past the ends of Peter's stumps, and cupped his soft, round buttocks in her palms. Moving her hands lower, she caressed the area where the cheeks of his ass joined the upper portion of his thick thighs... or what would have been his thick thighs, had they not ended in the thin, scarred flesh of his withered stumps. As Ann gently rubbed his upper thighs, and captured the heavy, low hanging balls in the palm of her hand, Peter's cock lurched, then thickened, and started its strongly arching movement, that moments before he would have not thought possible to attain.

Ann leaned forward again and put her lips to one of the large orbs cradled in her hand. Moving her mouth around the organ, she licked the thick skin, and then sucked the huge ball into her mouth. Peter gasped at the sensuous contact and lurched again as Ann lifted the other heavy testicle to her mouth and sucked it in to join the first one, pulling and sucking strongly with her lips... With the two testicles completely filling her mouth, Ann was just able to run her tongue gently back and forth, using the tip to push the saliva soaked orbs her cheeks.

As Peter's cock swelled, Ann gave his sensitive stumps, a final squeeze. She removed her hands from the legs of his pajama bottoms, and pulled the clothing from his lower body, finally baring his crippled thighs to her view. She shuddered at the erotic sight of his crippled limbs, so in contrast to the strong, thick appearance of his upper body. Ann only took a moment to enjoy the sight, and gave the tapering, cone shaped flesh a final squeeze, pressing her palms into the soft tips of the end of his thighs. Having excited herself almost beyond control. Ann sat up, and, mimicking Peter's earlier action, "stump walked" forward, toward Peter's crotch, lifting her lower body, and resting her own short stumps on the upper portion of Peter's thighs and groin.

Ann could feel the thick log of his penis as it rested under her buttocks. Peter raised his hands, and pushed them under the sheer material of the teddy, gently caressing the sides of her chest, just barely touching the swell of Ann's massive, low hanging breast tissue. Ann's breasts were large and heavy, and were positioned very low on her chest. They hung and swayed heavily at her waist as Peter felt them move gently beneath his caressing fingers. As Peter moved his palms along side the massive flesh, Ann reached down and pulled the negligee over her head.

Peter groaned as he saw her nipples for the first time. Positioned on the tips of her large, low hanging breasts, and pointing toward the floor, the aureoles were about two inches in diameter, and were swollen so that they protruded over an inch above the flesh of her breast. The nipples themselves were thick, and centered in the dark, pebbly issue. They looked like baby bottle nipples..... so large, and dark and thick!

Ann leaned forward so that Peter could place his mouth over the inviting tips, and at the initial contact, Ann shuddered and screamed! Desperate, she moved her stumps to straddle and rest on his thighs so that she could position herself close to Peter's arching cock. Reaching down with her hands, she grabbed the thick shaft and herself placed the massive head into the slit of her wet pussy --- just where it had been before.

Ann kept squirming so that she was slowly able to work more and more of the thickening shaft into her clutching hole, but it simply was not enough... she needed more! Placing her hands on Peter's chest and leaning forward, her massive tits swung downward and rested in a heavy pool on Peter's chest. "Help me, Peter," she cried. "Help me get all of it in!" Peter realized that with her short stumps, Ann was not able to raise herself sufficiently to really effect penetration on his massively, aching shaft, so he reluctantly released her breasts, and grasped her hips. It was now a simple matter to raise her up, at the same time she was trying to stuff his cock head into her wet, aching pussy.

As his shaft stiffened, and the cock head lodged itself just inside her lips, she released it. Peter slowly began to lower her hips onto his body, driving the tip of his cock deeper and deeper into her clasping cunt, spreading the thick swollen pussy lips and tight channel wide around his massively thick, shaft. Ann felt the pain of the penetration, as well as the pleasure -- more pleasure than she had ever felt before. The downward movement seemed to last forever, and was controlled ever so slowly by Peter, so that Ann would not be hurt by the experience.

Peter could feel the clasping walls of her pussy push and pulse strongly against the swollen ridge surrounding his massive cock head. The pressure was excruciating; the pleasure unbearable! As Peter continued to let her body move downward, Ann reached back and captured his stumps, which he had raised to support her lower body, during the penetration effort.

Ann excitedly touched the tips, and pressed her fingers into the soft, blunt ends of his limbs, reaching inward until she could feel the movement of the end of the amputated bone. That caress alone would have been sufficient under normal circumstances to cause Peter to ejaculate, but his pleasure was delayed by the previous orgasms that he had experienced at the hands of this wonderful, crippled girl. As Ann pressed her hands deep into the scarred ends of his thighs, Peter allowed her to drop completely onto his cock, and Ann screamed at the pain of this final penetration, and at the feel of his blunt cock head, butting up against her cervix. The shaft was so long, that her weight on his cock head caused her cervix to open, and to allow the thick head to enter where it would normally never go.

That final pressure brought Ann over the top, and she climaxed with Peter's spasming cock completely stuffing her love channel. They fell asleep with his now diminished organ, because of its length, still penetrating her and soaking in her juices, on their sides, facing one another. Their last feelings as they nodded off was of both of them raising their short crippled stumps to press the tips together in a unique, and intimate caress ... that neither could achieve with another!

His breath catching in his throat, Peter leaned back and thought of that first night with Ann...looking down, he realized that the huge hose-like organ resting in the palm of his hand had spewed it's, hot load all over his hand and chest. Ann had once again brought Peter to climax, though this time, without even being there with him.

Peter continued his reminiscence -- going back to the time when he engaged with a couple that he had met in the lobby bar of a hotel. Peter had come into the bar in his wheelchair. He'd not really been thinking about picking up anyone, but had just wanted to get a beer and maybe have some company. As a result, Peter was wearing his artificial legs. Usually, when he intended to pick up someone for the evening, he was more successful when he went out without his artificial limbs, and allowed people to see the stumps of his legs as they ended inside his pants legs.

However, this time as he was wheeled up next to one of the short tables in the bar, he as approached by a very lovely woman, pushing a man, also seated in a wheelchair. Peter noticed immediately that the man in the chair was an amputee like himself -- his right leg ending in a rather short stump, above mid-thigh. His left leg, ending in a stump that hung downward from the edge of the seat, and appeared to be amputated just below the knee. In addition, the man's right arm and left arm also ended in stumps that mirrored the length of the leg amputations. From the dark glasses that he wore, Peter could see that he was blind.

As he turned his attention to the woman, he realized that she was pushing the wheelchair with the hooked ends of the prosthetic arms that apparently reached up to her upper arms. Peter couldn't tell for sure, but it appeared that her arms ended about five or six inches below her shoulders, and were the same length.

"Hi," the woman commented as she approached Peter's table. "I'm Lois, and this is Dan. Do you mind if we join you?"

"Not at all," said Peter. "I'm here by myself, and was in fact looking for some company. My name's Peter."

After talking for some time, Peter determined that Dan was indeed blind, having lost his sight and his limbs in Southeast Asia. Lois had met Dan while they were both in the hospital, both undergoing rehabilitative therapy. Lois had lost her arms in a motorcycle accident, and their mutual loneliness and handicaps had drawn them together.

Peter remembered their feelings of mutual attraction -- feelings which caused them to end up in Lois and Dan's room later that evening. All three knew why they were there. Lois confessed that she had been attracted to the fact that Peter was in a wheel chair, and she had described Peter to Dan, and both had agreed to try and "pick him up". Initially, of course, Lois and Dan did not realize that Peter himself was an amputee, since he was wearing his artificial limbs. When they found out, they both became very obviously excited.

In the room, while Lois and Dan went into the bathroom to get undressed, Peter, who was wearing a loose sweat suit, went ahead and removed his own limbs and laid them next to the bed, as he waited for Lois and Dan to emerge from the bathroom. He didn't have long to wait, nor was he disappointed!

Lois had put on a very revealing negligee that served to emphasize, not only her large, heavily hanging breasts, but also her arm stumps which were almost, but not quite visible, under the short arms of the negligee. Even without her arms,... she was able to push Dan's chair in front of her. Lois had obviously helped Dan to undress, and change into a pair of pajamas. The pajama tops covered his arms stumps, both the short right one, as well as the below elbow left. Similarly, his pajama bottoms were quite tight, and clearly defined the short mid-thigh stump of his right leg, as well as the short below knee stump of his left.

As Peter stared at Dan, he couldn't help but notice the enticing bulge that was very evident at the juncture of his amputated limbs. Lois noticed where he was looking, and signaled silently to him with her lips, mouthing the words, "....,they're huge!" It was obvious from the position of the bulge, as well as the size and shape, that the "huge" to which Lois was referring, had to be Dan's balls, and not his cock.

Peter had found out in his earlier discussion with Lois and Dan, that they had discovered some years earlier, that their sexual activities could be greatly enhanced by having a third party attend to them. The additional person allowed them to do things that, because of their own individual handicaps, they were unable to do easily, or at all by themselves. They had never before been with another handicapped person as a third partner, but after seeing Peter, they figured that he would,---despite his own handicaps, be able to aid them in their quest for heightened sexual pleasure; also, they were both curious to add this new dimension to their sexual activity.

Peter knew from the conversation, exactly what was expected of him, and he was looking forward to the evening with a great deal of excitement. Lois wheeled Dan next to Peter's own chair, and then came around and kneeled in front of Peter. As she reached forward toward Peter's crippled legs resting on the seat of the chair, she began describing to Dan exactly what she was doing. Peter knew from their earlier discussion, that it was necessary, because of Dan's blindness, for both of them to verbalize what they were doing, feeling, thinking so that Dan could be able to get full pleasure from the experience.

As Lois began to touch Peter, she said, "Dan, I'm starting to touch Peter's thighs with my short arms stumps. They are still covered by my negligee, but as I reach forward, I can feel the muscles in the tips of Peter's thighs jerk at my initial contact. His stumps are quite thick, but very short like your own right one -- about 4 or 5 inches long. As I press my arms at the end of his limbs, I can feel, even through the material, that his stump tips must be quite deeply scarred. I feel the ridges of the scars pressing against my own scarred tips."

"Oh Dan, Peter seems quite sensitive there, just as you are. His limbs are raising up involuntarily at my touch. I'm running my arm tips up into his groin, and I can feel the bulge of his testicles as they rest on the seat of the chair. They're very large and full, and oh so warm ...hot, even; but not nearly as large as yours, dear. His cock shaft is obviously very, very thick and large, and I can see it tenting the fabric of his sweat pants. My god, it appears to be a foot long! A foot of dick --- and so thick!"

Lois kept up her stroking of Dan's genitals as she described her actions out loud to Dan. Peter was amazed at the control that she had of her stump tips....using them as fingers to lightly stroke, and feel the skin of his cock shaft, and the bumpy surface of the shaft caused by the swelling veins winding around that incredible organ. Lois seemed to be able to trace each throbbing vein as it wound around the shaft, even through the material.

Peter decided it was time for him to get into the act. Watching Dan sitting in his chair next to him, and keeping an eye on the bulge in Dan's own pajamas, he said, "Dan, Lois somehow is able to feel and trace the winding veins on my cock --- I have no idea how she does it, but it feels and looks magnificent! I don't believe that I've ever felt my cock so hard and thick before. It's trying desperately to find it's way out of these pajamas!"

"Lois has now moved her short arms to my waist, and is trying to pull down my pajama bottoms. I'm lifting myself up to help ... and ....there, she's working them down my waist, and thighs. This is almost embarrassing....I don't really want her to see my naked limbs, but yet, ....I"

"Don't worry Peter," said Dan. "Lois loves the sight and touch of amputated limbs. Loves it a whole lot more than if you had your legs. If that weren't the case, she wouldn't have stayed with me all these years. She wants to see your crippled legs....let her enjoy the view! In fact, while you're lifted up, move your stumps in the air --- she really likes to watch that action. She has me do that all the time!"

Peter did as Dan suggested, and when Lois removed the pajamas, held them between her arms stumps, and then dropped them to the floor, Peter raised his short leg stumps, and saw Lois' excitement as she watched Peter waive the crippled limbs, only partially covered by his under shorts, in the air in front of her. Trying to excite her further, Peter dropped his stumps to the chair, and resting the tips on the seat, stood on the crippled, deformed tips.

Dan heard her sharp intake of breath, and asked, "what is it? What's going on?"

"Oh god," said Lois, "Dan, Peter's stan....standing on his stumps in his chair. He's holding his balance using the chair arms, but letting the his weight rest on his tips.....the tips extend past his under shorts, I can see them press into the chair. It is so sexy looking, I'm going to try and touch him."

As Lois moved forward with her short arm stumps extended, Peter said, "Dan, Lois is starting to touch my thighs. She's started at the stump tips which are bearing my weight pressed into the seat. Now, she's working her short arm tips under my shorts, and lightly rubbing the outside of my short thighs."

"Oh my god," Peter moaned. "Lois, ...Lois, please more...."

"Dan, she's now lightly caressing the inside of my thighs and running her stumps all the way up to again, touch my cock and balls. I've swollen so huge, I feel like I'll explode! My balls feel so heavy... she, she's letting them hang through the opening in my under shorts, and I can feel them, so long, and loose, just lightly grazing the seat. My god, they're hanging down as far as my stump tips!"

Peter watched as Dan became more and more excited. His cock, though not appearing nearly as long and thick as Peter's, still tented his pajamas and the small cock head was visible pressing against the material. Dan was using his longer, below elbow stump to touch himself through the material, and was, as well, using the tip of his longer left knee stump to rub on the inside of his short right thigh. Seeing also, the level of Dan's excitement, Lois took over the narrative.

"Dan, I'm going to let Peter cum ... he's too excited to hold back any longer. I'm working his cock head....oh god, it's huge," Lois exclaimed. "Oh....oh,....this is going to be wonderful!"

Catching her breath, Lois continued. "I'm sorry Dan. I got so carried away. I just wish you could see this incredible organ of Peter's. Later, you must touch and feel it. I know that you don't usually do that with guys, but this is an exception. Promise me you will!"

"I promise, Lois. I can tell from you're excitement that Peter is something special, but please... please go on. You've got me so hot that I'll probably cum at the same time Peter does!"

"I'm sorry, Dan. Let me get back on track, here. His cock head is enormous, Dan. It sits on that thick shaft, and flairs out even beyond the shaft's thickness. The ridge around the head is flaring out and so... so thick. I'm going to pu... put it in my mouth and wet it... and run my tongue around the flaring edge. Peter, you take over the description for Dan."

"Dan," said Peter, "Lois is pressing her lips to the tip of my cock head, right where the huge hole comes out. She's trying to hold the thick shaft steady with her stumps, but is having trouble ....there, I'm helping with one hand at the base."

"She's lightly touching the lips around my cock hole with her tongue....oh, that's so good, I'm about to cum, and cum hard! Just a little more.....Lois, it's cumming," Peter shouted. "Take it...take my load! Put the head in your mouth!"

At his words, Peter saw Dan shudder, and press his long arm stump into his crotch, pressing the tip into the huge, swollen basket that was his testicles. As he did so, Dan's cock popped out of his pajamas. He apparently wasn't wearing undershorts, and Peter's estimate about the size of Dan's cock was way, understated. What Peter saw, was a long thin shaft, arch its way out of the slit opening of the pajamas! It appeared to be at least l0 1/2 inches long, but very small around. The amazing shaft was capped by a small cock head, that appeared to be mostly "cock hole" --- as the pulsing opening at the tip, in its current excited state, covered over half of the head's surface area.

All that was irrelevant at this time, because as soon as Peter fixed his gaze on the unusual cock head, Dan grunted, and from the opening came a huge, white load of cum! Peter's own orgasm was delayed for an instant, as he watched Dan continue to press his stump into his testicles, while the long cock shaft waved back and forth in the air, untouched, and spewing the remainder of the huge load angrily ... almost as if to demonstrate it's irritation over not being able to be touched and fondled at this critical moment.

By now, Peter's own cock head was under attack by Lois' tongue, and seeing the exciting spend of Dan, drove him over the top! The already massive cock head swelled more in Lois' mouth, and she suddenly tasted the first of the thick cream as it bounced off her tongue, past her cheeks, and onto the roof of her mouth!

Now it was Peter's turn to scream... and that's just what he did! "Lois.... Suck it, suck it all out, drain me!" Peter fell back in his chair, and Lois followed him, keeping the massive organ in her mouth, and continuing to swallow the heavy offering.

Lois clearly enjoyed the sensation as the thick shaft became softer, and less rigid, although it seemed as though it was not going to lose its "bulk". The head stayed massive in size, but the strong pulsations that had marked Peter's climax, were now over, and her mouth and tongue were concentrating on clearing her orifice of the hot, wet deposit that Peter had delivered to her.

Peter watched Dan, as he too basked in the post orgasmic lethargy of his own massive ejaculation. Because Dan had no one touching and stroking his erection at the moment of climax, his load had shot first on his bare stomach, above his pajamas, then as the long think cock had continued to spasm, and wave around in the air, the strings of cum had blasted all over -- the end of Dan's stump, over the arms of the wheelchair, the floor, and one shot had even landed on Peter's own right stump.

Noticing the white substance on Peter's bared stump, Lois let the limp penis drop from her lips, and she licked up Dan's stringy cum from the soft skin of Dan's amputated leg. Remembering to allow Dan "enjoy" the event, Peter said to Dan. "Dan, one of your shots hit my stump, and Lois is going to lick it off my leg. I wish you could see how she's working her tongue into the scarred end of my stump, to get at all of the wet load that you shot there. God, the sensation is so great, I could almost get another hard on just feeling her tongue on me."

Dan said, "Lois, honey. Do me now. I'm ready for some stimulation of my own --- please."

Lois finished up with Peter, and turned on her knees, to Dan's chair. Positioning her stumps appropriately, she pulled down on Dan's pajamas and while he lifted himself up on one side using his long left arm stump on the arm of the wheelchair, Lois hooked the tips of her short arms stumps in the waist of his pajamas and yanked the bottoms off, completely baring Dan's naked lower body .... he was not wearing any undershorts.

Peter watching the scene unfold in front of him, could see the thick, short stump of Dan's right leg ending about 4 or so inches below his crotch. His left limb was thin, the muscles somewhat atrophied and lying flat as his leg rested limply on the seat of the chair. His knee and short stump hung over the edge of the seat, the scarred, fleshy tip wobbling and pointing downward toward the carpet.

Dan scooted forward a bit to allow Lois a better position to reach his lower body. At first she just stared at his naked limbs, so crippled; so helpless looking, yet, to her, so terribly sexy! In spite of his blindness, he seemed to know that Lois was looking at him and he began to squirm in the chair and move his stumps around, purposely trying to stimulate Lois.

It was certainly having a stimulating effect on Peter! Even though having stumps of his own, Peter was turned on by the different size and shape of Dan's amputated limbs. He had an overpowering urge to cup and squeeze the soft flesh in his hands, because he knew that Dan couldn't do it for himself... couldn't enjoy the sensations that Peter was so easily able to provide to himself.

He really felt sorry for Dan at that moment. He was also wildly stimulated by the sight of Dan's long thin penis, which at that moment was lying across the thick portion of his amputated right thigh. The organ was long enough that the small foreskin covered head hung at the midpoint of Dan's thigh, almost touching the seat of the wheelchair.

Once again, Peter had the urge to stroke that unusual shaft, so unlike his own, to see just how long and hard he could make it to see if he could coax that little head to push out of its covering of skin, and leak warm fluid across that thick stump against which it was so comfortably resting.

Unquestionably, the most intriguing sight was Dan's massive testicles. Now Peter could see them for the first time -- complete bare and uncovered. Dan looked like he had a softball stuffed into his crotch. The large sack rested on the seat of the chair between his crippled thighs. The bag was so large, that it forced Dan to keep his limbs spread to accommodate the mass that rested in the juncture of his amputated limbs. When Dan started moving his thighs in response to Lois's presence between his limbs, Peter could see how the pressure of the thighs as Dan brought them together, forced the softball size bulge to expand and squeeze upward to escape the pressure. The upward flow of Dan's testicles, caused pressure on the base of the thin penis as it rested above the mass, and it too raised and lowered, being lifted by the bulk of testicles underneath.

As Peter watched, Lois began using the ends of her short arm stumps to stroke the thin shaft lying across Dan's thigh. Dan brought the long stump of his left arm into play, by reaching across his chest and stroking his short right arm stump, pressing the stumps together - tip to tip. At the same time, he raised his long, thin left leg, and swung it over Lois's right shoulder, managing to use his short lower leg stump to touch and caress her shoulder and back, working the soft, scarred tip into her white flesh. Dan's long, thin cock remained relatively limp, though lengthening slightly as Lois stroked the shift with her stumps. As soon as the tip of Lois' right stump touched the fleshy ball sack between his legs, however, his shaft immediately became firm and arched strongly toward her searching lips. Dan groaned, and Lois used her tongue to lap at the tightly stretched foreskin covering the thin, tapered head. Whenever she stopped pressing into his nuts, however, the shaft lost its rigidity and became soft.

Peter asked, "Dan, it looks, the way you're reacting, that the only way you can cum, is to have your balls touched and played with. Is that true"

"Well almost, Peter. I can cum from having my balls handled, and also from only having my stumps pressed and rubbed -- especially the sensitive tips. Come on, Lois. Help me move so that Peter can see better.....see what I have."

Lois released Dan, and rotated his chair toward the bed In front of the bed was a long, wide step, which Peter assumed allowed Dan to be able to be assisted in climbing from the floor, or from his chair, onto the bed. Placing the chair in front of the step, Lois kneeled next to Dan and said, "Peter. How about helping me move Dan onto this step?"

Peter wheeled forward and reached to steady Dan, as he scooted forward on the seat of his wheelchair. He moved until the knee of his long left stump was over the edge of the seat, and touching the step, helping to support his weight. With Lois pushing, Dan shifted his weight forward, and kicking his short right stump forward, managed to kneel upright on the step; his short right stump hanging loosely downward toward the floor. Peter assisted the maneuver by holding on to Dan's short right arm stump, and steadying him with his left hand on his tight, smooth buttocks.

Once Dan was in place, he leaned forward and rested his arm stumps on the edge of the bed to keep his balance. Peter moved backward, behind Dan so that he could see him from behind. The sight was terribly exciting. He looked so crippled... so helpless balanced there with Lois' help.

"Watch," said Lois. Dan, let's do your favorite, ok?"

As Lois supported him on the left side with her short stumps, Dan raised his short right stump out to the side, lifting the bone, and causing the soft flesh on the inside of the short thigh to wobble and hand. Peter was immediately excited by the sight, and wanted to go over and touch, fondle, and stroke Dan's amputated limb.

Dan then did the most amazing thing. He lowered his body so that he was resting on the tip of the short right stump. He was able to do this by moving sideways, so that the amputated knee of his left leg was spread widely to the side, helping him balance. With his right stump steadied in the downward position, Dan raised his thin left leg, and extending his knee, and his short stump, he rested the knee and stump tip on the mattress. In this position, Dan's long thin penis was visible as it hung downward, but more impressively, his massive testicle sack was clearly exposed to view specially the view from behind.

Not able to delay any longer, Peter rolled forward, and lightly cupped the massive testicle flesh from behind, feeling with his palms the large testicles contained in the over sized sack. Dan's long, thin penis hung downward, Dangling and swaying in response to the testicle massage that Peter was engaged in. As Dan moaned in response to the intense stimulation, and his hanging cock began to fill with blood, and lengthen even further toward the floor. Peter lightly touched the back side of the thin organ, marveling at the way it became erect when the massive balls were fondled. While Dan concentrated on stroking the thin shaft with his fingers, Lois leaned forward and began prodding and poking at the massive testicle sack. The stimulation of these huge organs, immediately caused the shaft to thicken, and lengthen to it's maximum.

Lois said, "watch what happens when I stop touching him." Dan watched as the long thin shaft began to immediately lose its rigidness at the cessation of Lois' stimulation of the massive ball sack.

"That's incredible," said Peter. "Touch him again."

As Lois brought the tip of her right stump up against the swollen orbs, and began to work the tip into the soft flesh, the cock shaft, which had lost all of its rigidity, almost immediately stiffened again in Dan's fingers. Dan worked the thin foreskin back and forth, on and off the head with his fingertips. He watched as the stimulation of his touch, as well as the prodding of Lois' stump caused Dan to groan, and to flex the stump of his left leg which was resting on the mattress.

Attracted by the movement of this crippled leg, Peter reached over with his free hand, and began to lightly run his hand from Dan's buttocks, along his thin thigh; downward, to lightly cup the trembling stump tip as it rested on the edge of the bed. At Dan's response, Peter strengthened his massage of the crippled limb, and began to dig his fingers into the scarred ridges covering the amputated tip of the leg.

"Peter," said Dan. "Please touch my other leg .... I'm about to cum. I want you and Lois to watch my load as it shoots, and describe it to me."

"I'll keep working on these balls," said Lois. "Dan usually needs them to be fondled in order to cum. You stroke his shaft, and especially stimulate the little head and the foreskin. He really gets off on that. As Dan starts to shoot, point the shaft and the cock head backward so that I can get some of his load."

Although not usually inclined to give oral service to another man, Peter couldn't resist the marvelous organs that Dan displayed before his eyes. So as he continued to squeeze the stump of Dan's leg as had been requested, he leaned forward, pulled back on the shaft, and directed the foreskin covered head to his lips. Using his tongue, Peter began to lick at the loose foreskin which hung off the tip. He slowly pulled down the thin skin covering, and allowed the tongue to make contact with the swollen, sensitive head, which by now was a dark maroon color, and throbbing with the intensity of the stimulation that Dan was receiving from the dual actions of Lois --- probing and prodding his swollen, cum filled balls with the stub of her arm, and Peter, stroking and licking his sensitive cock head and shaft. The thin shaft stiffened even more in Peter's grasp, and he pulled back and watched as the cock lips gaped open, and gave up the hot, wet load that Dan and Lois had worked so hard to obtain.

Lois moved forward, and captured the small head in her mouth, sucking strongly and taking the majority of his load down her throat. Dan gasped, and dropped forward to his chest, spreading his arm stumps across the mattress, his buttocks and leg stumps spread wide, as his long hanging shaft received its final stimulation from Lois' lips. Peter used his strong arms to lift Dan onto the bed, and he quickly followed, swinging his stumps onto the mattress.

He was excited beyond belief, his huge shaft, stiff and throbbing; leaking its fluids along the inside of his crippled thighs every time the tip touched his skin. Dan's own thighs and hips received a portion of the wet gift also, as he was lifted in Peter's arms onto the bed. Dan rolled to his back, reaching invitingly with his arm stumps for where he knew Peter to be on the bed, urging him to come forward to him and to be touched.

Using his stump tips to "walk" to Dan, Peter positioned himself next to Dan's head. As he moved closer, the heavy tip of his penis, still covered with its thick foreskin, came to rest to "leak" against Dan's lips. Dan groaned, and used his longer arm stump to guide the swollen tip to his mouth. He immediately extended his tongue, and worked the wet organ into the space between Peter's thick foreskin, and his leaking cock hole at the tip of his swollen cock head.

Peter and Lois watched as Dan's tongue worked its way toward the massive coronal ridge, so obvious just behind the cock head, its progress evident by the bulge created underneath the thick skin covering Peter's terribly sensitive organ. At his touch, Peter shuddered because the contact was so stimulating against his super-sensitive ridge. Dan brought his short arm stump into play, reaching between Peter's thighs, and letting the stump tip push up against the base of the thick shaft where it connected to the hanging ball sack. Thus, he was able to direct the strongly arching, thick shaft more firmly between his lips.

Once secure in his mouth, he moved the arm stumps lower ---- gaining contact against the heavily hanging fruits of Dan's swollen testicles. Dan used his stump tip to "Slap" at the bulging, egg shaped organs, contained in the thick skin of his ball bag, and the action caused the heavy glands, swinging at the end of the long sack, to bounce against Peter's crippled stumps, the tips of which pressed into the mattress with his weight --- first one thigh stump, then the other.

Dan lifted the short thick stump of his right leg, and rested it against Peter's own right thigh stump, anxious for more "skin to skin" contact. Lois got into the act by reaching and holding Dan's stump in her own short upper arms, and helped Dan direct his sensitive stump tip against the soft skin of Peter's atrophied thigh.

"Keep your right thigh raised," said Lois. "Can you keep your balance while holding to the headboard?"

"Yes," said Peter, "but I think I'll balance holding on to Dan's arm stumps." So saying, he gripped Dan's stumps just behind the tips, and helped Dan direct his efforts to achieve greater greatest stimulation of the tips against the base of his shaft.. Lois cupped the underside of Peter's thick right stump which he had lifted up toward Dan's own crippled limb, and she brought the two handicapped limbs together, tip to tip ... pressing the sensitive, scarred ends together. Both men were terribly stimulated by this action, and she could see Peter's thick shaft, which was by now buried in Dan's mouth, thicken and stiffen, literally pushing Dan's head away as his mouth and tongue continued to stimulate the sensitive head and shaft.

Both men could feel, against the tender skin of their sensitive individual stump tips, the ridges and scars of the other's amputation site. The feelings were intensely stimulating. Those feelings, coupled with the constant caress as Lois brought her own short arm tips into contact with the men's thighs, were more than Dan and Peter could stand.

"Suck the head," said Peter. "I'm about to shoot my load".

Dan acknowledged by grunting around the thick member that was filling his mouth. However, Dan had other plans. Spitting out the huge swelling shaft, he breathlessly said to Peter ---- "No Peter. Don't! Hold it" he turned to Lois with his blind stare and said, "Lois, lie down here beside me --- do it now!"

Lois was confused, but knowing Dan for as long as she had, she leaned forward and extending her short arms stumps to absorb the weight of her fall, she pitched forward toward the mattress. Her massive, swaying breasts hit the mattress first, and she fell to her chest and rolled over next to Dan.

"Peter," said Dan. "I want you to give your load to Lois. I want to see... rather, to feel you as you bury that thick shaft deep into her clutching pussy. I want to feel you stretch her out to the max! Please get between her legs... now."

Peter shifted position and stump walked between Lois' upraised thighs. He used her legs to hold on to and to keep his balance as he worked his way close to her crotch, until the heavy cock tip just barely touched the silky hair at the juncture of her thighs. At the same time, Dan struggled to roll to his side and position himself so that he was within reach of both Lois' and Peter's genital areas.

Lois felt the gentle touch of Peter's cock tip against her crotch, and immediately tried to cup her own heavy breasts, which had lolled to each side of her chest as she rested on her back. The sides of each large breast just touched the mattress. As Lois brought her arm stumps to her sides, the thin, pointed stumps pushed the breasts inward from the sides and brought them into position up on her chest.

As she held herself in this manner, Peter leaned forward and used his tongue to circle around the nipple of her right tit. Both tit tips were swollen massively, and were an angry, dark color as they continued to swell, and fill with blood. Peter's tongue kept circling the wide, thick aureole, without actually touching it and the action simply caused the area at the tip of Lois' breasts to swell and swell, so that it raised off the breast at least a half an inch, and the nipples themselves, stiffen and became erect, pointing almost an inch in the air.

Lois began to moan loudly. "Oh Dan. Peter's tonguing my tits, and I'm about to cum. I wish you could see them. They're so swollen --- bigger than I've ever seen them before. They look like they're about to burst. Can you get up here and touch them. I want you to "see" for yourself.... please!"

Dan used his crippled limbs to scoot upward toward Lois' chest, and began searching for her breasts, finally bringing his mouth against her right nipple, and sucking it strongly into her mouth. Dan gasped at the enormity of the tit flesh, at the same time that Lois began to orgasm from the dual sucking action of both Peter and Dan on her massive breast tissue.

As Peter and Dan felt her cum begin, Peter reached down to her left side, and grasped the tip of her arm as it pressed her massive orb against her chest. In concert, Dan used his own arm stumps to touch her crippled right arm, and the underside of her breasts as the pressed together on her heaving chest.

Lois couldn't take it any more, and yanked her stumps from both men's grasp, and waived them wildly in the air as she climaxed and writhed on the bed! Lois screamed!

Dan quickly scooted back to the juncture of Lois' and Peter's thighs, he blindly reached for Peter's massive penis which was banging and leaking against Lois' pussy lips. With uncanny ability, for someone who couldn't see, Dan managed to position the tip of the huge phallus at the opening of her lips.

Peter had to hang on to Lois to keep balanced on his thighs, so he let Dan direct his pulsing organ. Peter tried to thrust forward and bury himself within the heavenly shaft, but the swollen pussy lips barred his entry. Sensing the problem, Dan used his stump tips to spread the swollen cunt lips, revealing the opening to the tight, wet shaft that was longing to be filled.

"Gently.....slowly," said Dan. "Peter, take your time....easy, don't hurt her!" Peter, using all his willpower, thrust his hips gently forward and felt the massive, sensitive head bury itself between her tight lips. The swollen tissue immediately clasped the sides of the thick shaft, and the flaring coronal ridge.

Lois screamed again at the contact, and began to climb toward her second consecutive orgasm. Peter clenched his teeth, and continued his inward thrust, feeling the entire head stretch her channel, and he watched it disappear from view. Dan continued his assistance, by first "stump" stroking the thick shaft that was slowly disappearing into the wet cavity, then by gently using the stump tips to lightly touch Peter's heavily swaying testicles.

The combined sensations were too much for Peter. He groaned and pistoned his great shaft in and out about l0 or 15 times, then with a final grunt of pleasure, thrust his hips forward. This action buried the thick pulsing shaft entirely within the clasping sheath of Lois' pussy.

She could feel the massive head, as it struck against her cervix, and pressed the sensitive organ toward the back of her sex cavity. As Peter felt his sensitive cock head hit the back of Lois's pussy, he gave up and released his massive load, the first jet of sperm blasting with tremendous force against the back wall of the completely filled vagina. Lois could feel the sudden expansion of his heavy shaft, as well as the throbbing of the massive head. Then she felt the wet ejaculation as it bathed the inside of her channel, under pressure, trying to find a way out.

Peter cried out as shot after shot spewed out of the huge opening in the head of his cock, and as each throb of the massive organ swelled and pressed the entire shaft more tightly within the tight channel. He could feel the swollen cock lips rub against the inside of Lois' channel, with a sensitivity that he had never before experienced. His spend, which had begun to diminish, renewed itself as he felt Dan squeeze his testicles between the hard pointed stumps of his arms; a part of him wondering just how Dan was able to accomplish the action.

Looking down as he gasped for breath, he could see that Dan appeared to be "Staring" at his buried organ and swinging balls, almost as though he could "see", or certainly "visualize" what he knew to be the exciting sight of their coupling.

Peter helped Lois finish her own orgasm by pinching and pulling her long, turgid nipples, and stretching them up and away from her chest. Lois finally relaxed the wild waving of her arms stumps, and dropped them heavily to her side, to rest on the mattress, flesh flattened as she totally relaxed and enjoyed the after glow of her spend. Letting her now hugely' swollen teats Flop--heavily to each side, Peter marveled at their size and how they now looked so swollen and abused by the treatment they had just received. With gentle compassion, he leaned forward, his wide shaft, still buried to the hilt in her clasping pussy, and began to gently lick and stroke the massive breast tissue, trying to sooth the tips of her mammary organs that he knew must be very sore.

Dan sensed what Peter was doing, and rather than release his "hold" on the heavily hanging testes of his new found friend, he renewed his caress of the giant orbs. Lifting nd weighing them on his stump tips. He moved forward, and brought his mouth into the action. He placed his wet lips gently on one of the orbs, and used his tongue to probe at the large nut contained within the thick, loosely hanging skin.

Looking back between Lois' breasts as he sucked her dark, thick nipple spikes, Peter watched as Dan opened his mouth and very gently sucked the lowest hanging testicle, deep into his oral cavity. Dan made his mouth "cottony soft" as the testicle filled the saliva slickened interior of his hot mouth, and he gently sucked and pulled on the ball, causing it to swell in response to his loving attention.

Peter watched as Dan blindly groped and probed his hanging genitals. With the stumps of his arms, he tried to pull the thick cock out of his wife's stretched hole, for he wanted to feel Peter's thick organ deep in his throat, and most of all wanted to use his tongue and lips to "feel" the shape and texture of the wide, massive, apple shaped cock head which weighed so heavily at the tip of the thick shaft. He knew from what he had briefly felt, and what he had heard Lois describe, that the wide, gaping hole at the tip, and the puffy swollen lips surrounding the urethra would be a treat to lick and caress.

Knowing and sensing Dan's frustration, Peter allowed him to pull his limp cock out of the clasping vagina. He watched as the spent organ drooped heavily, the large head pulling the shaft down in a broad arch to point at the ground. He thrilled to the sight as Dan struggled to "see" his exciting organ by lightly touching the head, shaft and base with his short crippled arm stumps, and with his mouth, lips and tongue.

"Oh I wish I could see it ... I wish I could see it," cried Dan. "I can feel how heavy and wet it is, and how your balls are so heavy, and full, even after the load they must have just discharged. I want you in my mouth, and deep in my throat. Peter, I want to feel you harden again fully and expand between my lips. I want you to pump that big shaft in me until you can't stand it any more, and you finally scream out your ejaculation. I need to feel the hot cream splash in my mouth"

"I want you too," said Peter. "Here, let me turn around so we can "69".

So saying, Peter, rested back on the bottom of his thigh stumps, and swung his body around, so that his face was even with Dan's groin. All the while, Dan refused to release his "hold" on Peter's thick, but deflated shaft and balls. And as Peter swung around, Dan mouthed and sucked at the base of the heavy shaft where it joined the top part of the scrotum. He reached with his arm stumps, probed for, and found Peter's short thigh stumps that were now within his reach. Dan used the rigid, pointed tips of his crippled arms, to probe deeply into the ends of Peter's soft leg stumps; probe into the area where the scars of the incision formed deep furrows in his soft flesh. Peter was now face to face with Dan's incredible cock and balls. He gently cupped the massive testicle sack in his palms, and applied gentle pressure to the tennis sized balls within. He grasped the long thin shaft of Dan's cock at the base, and began pumping the skin up and down the thin, but oh so rigid organ!

It now appeared that Dan's cock was almost 11 inches of rigid bone, bending in a strong arch from his groin, and pointing toward the ground. The shaft, though not much bigger around than the thickness of Peter's thumb, was capped by an even smaller, tapered cock head, that looked about to burst, as it turned a deep shade of purple from all the blood that was pumping into it.

As Peter pulled the skin off the arrow shaped head, he could see that the hole in the tip was so large, that the opening covered about half of the surface area. In a frenzy of excitement, Peter exclaimed, "Dan. Do you know how this amazing cock of yours looks. The hole is so large, I think I can stick my finger in it."

Dan removed Peter's thick organ from his sucking mouth and said, "I know, Peter. Lois has described it to me, and I like nothing better than to have her probe into the opening with her tongue. Of course, stroking the shaft as you're doing is so exciting, since neither Lois or I can do that. My poor shaft very seldom gets the attention that you're giving it right now"

After his comment, Dan immediately sucked Peter's expanding head back into his mouth, and locked his lips around the thick coronal ridge, which was again bulging with Peter's excitement. Peter was so excited, that he lurched forward, and capped the now skin-covered head with his mouth. Putting his tongue in the fluted, oval opening in the foreskin, he yanked back slowly on the skin of the shaft, in order to allow the small, sensitive head, so swollen with blood, to come into direct contact with his mouth and tongue.

Dan lurched within Peter's mouth, and the hard shaft tried to arch upward even further in the palm of Peter's hand. Peter could stand it no longer, stroking forward, and recovering the head, he allowed his mouth to encompass more and more of the little-boy thin organ. Peter could feel the small head reach the back of his throat, and he continued forward until the knot of skin gathered at the tip of Dan's cock passed into his oral canal.

Dan could feel his sensitive head as it forced its way into Peter's throat. Having taken a deep breath, Peter forced his mouth all the way down the strongly arching organ, until his lips hit the base, and was pressed up against Dan's spasming lower belly.

Breathing through his nose, Peter let the shaft rest in his throat and mouth for a moment, then began a stroking motion with his hand, jacking Dan off in a slow, sensuous rhythm. Dan moaned. "Oh Peter, that stroking feels so wonderful, and I can feel your throat contracting around my shaft. I don't want this to end, but I want to be sure that I'm not hurting you... stop, if I am."

"Dan," Lois exclaimed, having recovered from her own orgasm, and moved around to kneel at the edge of the bed so that she could watch the action. "Peter sure doesn't look like he is in pain --- I wish you could see his face. Hell, I wish you could see his hands stroking your shaft and those damn big testes of your resting in his palm. Oh, man, that must feel wonderful!"

Having Lois describe the action that Dan could feel, but not see, was just about enough to send him over the top. She reached with her arm stumps to caress his tensing buttocks and the upper thighs of his stumps. The short right one was rigid, and trembling and raised slightly in the air. His long left leg stump, was laying flattened on the mattress, and Peter was using the soft skin of his atrophied thigh as a pillow for his head, as he stroked and deep throated the incredibly long, thin shaft.

"Peter," Dan gasped around the thickening shaft that was filling his mouth, "I'm about to cum! Can you feel me?"

Peter, of course, could only grunt in reply, but Lois, wanting to see her husband finish, what was about to be the biggest spend in his life, started stroking his short thigh stump that was raised in the air, and buttocks, rubbing her own crippled arms back and forth across his sensitive skin. She could see his desperate quest for release, as he deep throated Peter's massively thick pole. Dan was able to take it deep into his mouth and throat, because as yet, it had not regained its maximum fullness and rigidity. Lois watched, as her husband used the blunt, scarred ends of his arm stumps to press, and fondle the massive testicles, which were hanging down against Peter's own thick stump of thigh. Peter felt Dan's long thin pole go rigid, and give a final lurch, and begin the throbbing that signaled his ejaculation! Though he could not taste the cum that began jetting deep into his throat, he could feel the wetness as the huge, pulsing hole in Dan's little head, opened up and spewed out its offering. Peter kept swallowing the hot liquid, and continued to milk Dan's massive nuts, alternately pulling and pushing upward on the heavy orbs. He watched as Lois continued to stroke and caress the end of Dan's scarred right stump, then she leaned forward to lick and probe the giant testicles that Peter was so lovingly holding and manipulating, and milking; urging them to completely empty the loadwhich was pumping out of Dan's little rigid cock head.

Peter continued the milking motion with his mouth, until he could feel Dan's ejaculation taper to a small flow, then stop. He slowly backed off the long, thin shaft, until he could once again feel Dan's hot little cock head in his mouth. Peter sucked strongly with his lips and mouth, and used his tongue to rub and probe all around the hard little pointed head, and into the wide gaping opening of his hole which was still leaking its thick, white fluid. Peter could feel the wet cum, as it continued to seep from the exhausted organ. With his hand, he began once again to stroke the shaft, starting at the base, and milking the last drops from the long, limp tube. He pulled the tight skin of the shaft, back and forth over the little cock head, and Dan basked in the post- orgasmic delight of the sensations caused by Peter's continued lashing of his still, gaping and leaking cock lips.

Lois exclaimed, " I must have you both --- both at the same time. Peter, you haven't cum yet, have you," she asked. As Dan released the massive organ which had finally started to re-stiffen in his mouth, Lois observed, "no, I see that you haven't. I have an idea," she exclaimed excitedly. . "Dan. Roll on your back and let me scoot on top of you. Peter, you'll have to help him."

With Peter assisting, Dan rolled from his side, to his back. His long thin cock flopping off his stump where it was lying, and coming to rest directly between the giant orbs that were his balls; the cute little cock head, all red and abused, arching over the massive sack, so that just the tip was resting on the mattress, the cock hole still leaking and making a wet spot on the sheet.

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