All for one and one for all

Because the fall term would be starting in a few days, freshmen began arriving on State University’s campus for orientation. The short summer that Olney Jefferson and Jeff Johnson had shared together was over.

In late afternoon on the same day that Olney had taken care of Jeff in the shower, another quadmate arrived. At first he looked to be able-bodied. His name was Billy Jackson and both his parents came with him to help him move in. When he came into their quad, he seemed nervous and would only look down at the floor, squinting. Jeff held out his hand for him to shake, but he didn’t seem to see it. Ditto for Olney’s hand. Billy’s parents prompted him and they finally shook hands with him. Then he pulled a folded-up white cane like the blind use from the pocket of his jeans. Because Jeff’s room was very neat and clean compared with Olney’s room, Olney suggested that he move into the B bedroom with Jeff. Less stuff to fall over.

Jeff wanted to move into A with Olney, but now couldn’t. Olney was pretty happy with the arrangement. He wanted to keep some distance between himself and Jeff.

Billy had a ton of stuff. He had a computer system that wouldn’t quit: a scanner, a large laser printer, etc. He seemed to have a system for arranging everything. He seemed to know the long narrow shape of the B bedroom. Jeff’s desk was in the back left corner next to his bed, which was in the back right corner. Billy’s bed was on the right wall closer to the door with Jeff’s clothes closet in between. Across from his bed was his desk. There was a lot of space near the door and between their desks. Once Jeff took him around the room and he found everything with his cane, he was able to organize his stuff quickly. With his parents’ help he moved in twice as fast as Jeff did and he put everything away as soon as it arrived. He seemed super organized.

His parents were great. They were very supportive of him. They didn’t help him much, but then he didn’t need much help.

His parents kissed him good-bye and left. Billy stood in the quad’s lounge for a moment without moving, took a deep breath, went back into the B bedroom and started setting up his computer. He asked Jeff for help with it. While they worked, Jeff tried to look at his eyes but never got a good look at them. Olney came in and gave them some help with the computer. He mentioned that he and Jeff were going to try out for the SU swim team. Billy mentioned that he was going to try out for the disabled swim team. Once his computer was hooked up, he started it up, put a book on the scanner and clicked some icons on the screen. Then, it started reading the book to him. Jeff and Olney were impressed.

Olney hopped back out to the lounge and while Billy checked out his computer, Jeff logged onto his own computer to find Billy’s profile. It didn’t say much, which is probably why Jeff didn’t remember it. Billy’s eyes didn’t look weird in his profile picture. Maybe they were retouched. When Billy was done checking out his computer, he tried to make small talk.

"I was born with achromatopsia which makes my eyes very sensitive to light. I can hardly see in bright light or glare and I cannot see color. I see much better in very low light. Do you mind if we keep our room dark?"

Jeff told him it was OK so long as he had enough light to study. Jeff didn’t think he needed light for much of anything else. Jeff moved around the room, closing the window blinds and turning off the overhead light. The room was darker but there was still a lot of light coming through the door to the lounge. Jeff turned on the light on his desk. Billy moved to turn on his desk light, a large magnifying glass with an adjustable lamp.

Billy looked up, still squinting a little. His eyes were moving from side to side in a jerky fashion as he looked around. He got up with his cane and moved around the room identifying by sight what he had formerly found by touch.

"This is much better. Could you tell me something else? Why is Olney hopping around?"

Jeff told him that Olney was born with only one leg and that he usually moved around by hopping or by using crutches.

"So, all three of us have congenital problems. Do you think old SU put us together because of that or because we are all interested in swimming ... or because our last names all start with J?"

Olney hopped in with the same question. Jeff told them he was only laughing and that that was what it sounded like. Billy repeated his joke. Olney laughed.

Billy explained to Olney about his eyes and added, "The jerkiness is something I can’t control. Sometimes it goes away. I don’t notice it."

Jeff asked Billy if he liked to go to movies, whether he could see well enough to enjoy a movie. He said he did. Jeff mentioned that they could get dinner at the student union and then wait around and go to the free movie. Billy said he would like that. Jeff put on a tight muscle shirt and tight shorts. Olney put on a white tee shirt, small tight shorts and got his crutches. Billy put on a pair of sunglasses and they were off. All three looked like real college studs.

When they went through the food line at the union, Billy had trouble identifying the food and had to ask a lot of questions because Olney and Jeff didn’t think to help him. Eventually he found something he liked.

After dinner, they wandered around the union. It was very well lit so Billy used his cane a lot. He didn’t wear his sunglasses indoors.

A credit card company was giving away free stuff trying to get students to sign up for their credit card. Billy picked up a soft toy football, squashed it and put it in his pocket.

The movie was a martial-arts flick. It was pretty goofy but all three of them enjoyed it, including Billy. He didn’t wear his shades to watch the movie. They got stared at a lot, but neither Olney nor Billy seemed to care. Jeff, though, felt conspicuous.

When they walked back from the movie it was twilight outside. Billy pulled out the football and tossed it to Jeff. He caught it, dropped back and, without thinking, fired the football back to him. Much to Jeff’s surprise, Billy caught it neatly and threw it to Olney. Olney caught it, hopped and crutched around like a quarterback and fired a long high lob back. Billy caught it and tossed it back to Olney. Olney fired high lobs to both Billy and Jeff and caught the ball easily when they threw it back to him. Jeff was surprised he could move so quickly on his leg and underarm crutches. He seemed to be able to manipulate his crutches using his lats and biceps so his hands were free to catch and throw the football. Jeff loved seeing him run around in his tight shorts on his one leg. Especially enjoyable was the way Olney’s glute moved under his shorts.

Neither Jeff nor Olney could understand how Billy could see well enough to catch a ball. When they stopped goofing around, Jeff asked Billy how he did that.

"I’m not really that blind. I just can’t see in bright light. I guess I’m like an owl. I can see well out here now because it’s dark."

That night, Billy and Jeff reorganized their room so that Jeff’s desk light would not shine in Billy’s eyes while he worked at his desk or at his computer. When Jeff stripped down to his briefs to go to bed, Billy kept looking at him and staring at his crotch. His "scanner eyes" were jerking back and forth. Jeff noticed and scratched his crotch experimentally sending Billy’s eyes into a high-speed scan. Billy also stripped down to his briefs and climbed into bed. Jeff turned out his desk lamp and climbed into bed.

The next day was Monday, the first day of orientation for new students. Their residence hall finally had food service. Olney went into the bathroom first and Jeff got up early and tried to shower with Olney but he put him off. Billy asked Jeff to shower with him but he put him off.

By the time they were done showering and dressing and ate some breakfast, their last quadmate arrived with his parents. Eddie Johannescu was also an amputee with a very thin, braced left leg and no right leg. He had brown eyes, black curly hair, a handsome masculine face and was wearing a sweatshirt and cutoffs so short they revealed the top of the brace high on his left thigh. His calf was as thin as a wrist and his thigh was as thin as a forearm. As he walked, he swung his leg out to the front while he supported all his weight on some very thick underarm crutches. Then he brought the leg down under him to support his weight briefly while he flipped the crutches forward. When he wasn’t walking, he stood in a tripod stance with his leg resting out front and his crutches angled behind him carrying his weight.

When he stopped walking, he took his right hand off the bar of the crutch and moved it so that it covered the opening on the right side of his cutoffs. When the three reached out to shake hands, he took his hand away and a lump of flesh flopped out and hung down from the opening. It looked like a very thin stump.

"That useless lump is all that’s left of his right leg." said his dad loudly and aggressively. "He tore it off riding on a motorcycle. His right thighbone shattered like a rotten stick so they just sucked out the bone and that limp stump is all that’s left. He had polio as a baby and his right leg was always much thinner and shorter than his left leg, so it wasn’t much of a loss. He walks about as well as he always did."

Eddie turned bright red. Jeff was angry. He told Eddie’s dad that he had always stuttered and though he was taking speech therapy, he talked about as well as he always did. This took a while to get out but everyone waited for Jeff to have his say. Then Billy reported that he always had eye problems and though he worked to use his eyes as well as he could, he saw about as well as he always did. Not to be outdone, Olney said the same thing. By this time, Eddie’s dad was shaking with fury and shouting, purple faced.

"Don’t try to defend him! Eddie never tried to strengthen his legs. He never tried to use his right leg at all and so it shrank up and became useless. He just let it hang down and flop around. His left leg is almost as bad. Look at it. Look how he walks. He’s not much of a man either. He let polio beat him. He’s a loser."

This guy was saying all the things that Jeff’s parents and sister used to say to him about his stutter. He was pushing all of Jeff’s hot buttons. Jeff became enraged: He wasn’t thinking. He didn’t know what he said, but apparently it surprised everyone. There was dead silence with everyone looking at Jeff. For the first time in his life, he did not feel embarrassed by the attention.

Olney broke the silence. "You’re sharing A with me. Get your stuff. I’ll help you move in." Eddie rotated his leg toward the room and crutched in. Olney hopped after him. His father left to get Eddie’s possessions.

Eddie’s father came back with a big box and literally dropped it in their lounge. Jeff picked it up and took it into the A bedroom. Olney and Billy were trying to clean up the room so that Eddie could move in. Eddie was just standing there by himself in his tripod stance. He wouldn’t meet anyone’s eyes so Jeff put the box down, walked over, stood in front of him straddling his thin leg and gave him a hug. "Eddie. You are home." Jeff managed to say it without stuttering. Eddie was shaking.

Jeff moved around behind Eddie, stood between his crutches, leaned lightly against him and put his arms around him. Olney hopped over, hugged both of them and said, "All for one and one for all, Eddie." Billy joined them, quietly patted Eddie on the shoulder and said "Yeah. All for one and one for all, Eddie." Jeff noticed that Eddie was short. His head only came up to Jeff’s shoulder. He held onto him until he stopped shaking.

Once Eddie stopped shaking, Jeff helped move the boxes Eddie’s dad was dumping in their lounge into his room. Eventually a computer and a wheelchair were dumped in the lounge along with Eddie’s mom. "I want to tell him goodbye." She went into his room, gave him a hug and hurried out. Eddie didn’t react.

It took them the rest of the morning to help Eddie move in. He wasn’t much help. He stood at the side of the room looking down. Eventually Jeff figured out that he must be uncomfortable standing, so he asked him to sit down in his desk chair. He did, but his leg stuck out. Jeff wanted to unlock his brace so that they weren’t tripping over his leg but he didn’t know how. He squatted down in front of Eddie and spoke quietly to him while Olney and Billy put his stuff away.

Jeff knelt and straddled his leg, did what Eddie suggested and sure enough, he could bend his leg. He was sitting on his lump, so Jeff reached over and pulled it out straight so that it looked like a proper stump. He kept his hand on it and stroked it. It was very soft. Eddie was much taller sitting down. Jeff kept stroking his lump and looking up into his eyes. Jeff kept smiling. Finally Eddie looked Jeff in the eye. His eyes were big, dark brown and sad looking. Jeff melted.

"That feels really good. You are the first person that ever touched my lump. Besides a doctor."

But now Eddie was sitting crooked. Jeff noticed that his pelvis was tilted with his right side much lower than his left. Also it looked as if the hard desk chair was causing his brace to dig into his thin left thigh. "Is that uncomfortable? Do you want me to take your brace off?"

Eddie quietly showed Jeff how to take his brace off. In order to remove it, he had to take off his orthopedic boot as well. He also took off his sock and noticed he had a thin cylindrical foot with a rounded top and bottom. The heel was hard but the rest of the foot was soft. He had long thin toes that curled down and were mashed together. They were square, like French fries. Eddie used the arms of the chair to raise himself up a little so Jeff could slide the brace off his leg. "How does that feel?"

"That feels much better. Thanks." Jeff stroked the top of Eddie’s thigh and noticed that he was still sitting crooked even though he was now sitting on his lump again.

Finally Eddie smiled back at Jeff. "I often fold my lump back and sit on it because I don’t have a glute on that side. It helps me sit straight. Mostly I use a cushion because it’s more comfortable. The lump doesn’t hurt."

Jeff brought his cushion into the bedroom and put it under him when he raised himself up. He put the thicker part under his right side. Finally Eddie was sitting straight. "How does that feel?"

Eddie gave Jeff a big smile and said, "Much much better. Thanks. By the way, I never heard my dad called a ‘flaming moron’ before, even though he is."

Sitting straight Eddie looked even taller. Jeff looked up into his eyes. "You’re all man to me; you’re more of a man than he is. How do you usually get around? Do you mostly use the leg or the wheelchair?"

"Thanks for saying that. I am going to try out for the disabled swim team. I’ll use the chair for that. I guess I’ll use the brace and crutches for going to class and most everything else. I actually walk pretty well."

"Won’t the brace dig into your thigh sitting on the hard seat of the desks?" Eddie’s foot dangled straight down without reaching the floor. Jeff reached behind his foot with his right hand, picked it up and raised his leg. He rubbed the underside of his thigh with his left hand. He could feel the creases left by the brace. While he rubbed his thigh, he also tickled the soft bottom of his withered foot.

Eddie laughed and squirmed. "That tickles. I guess I’ll have to carry some sort of cushion in my book bag or else I’ll have to use the wheelchair. I’d prefer to use the brace. I know the leg is thin, but it’s actually very useful. I can walk on it pretty well with the brace and crutches. I wouldn’t like to lose my ability to walk."

As Jeff tickled him, Eddie squirmed and leaned forward grabbing Jeff’s shoulders with his hands. "No, I need both. I need the brace because the leg’s weak. The leg isn’t very useful without the brace. If I lean against something, I can stand without using the crutches but I need both of them to be able to walk. I walk pretty well with the brace and crutches. Did you notice you aren’t stuttering?"

"I’ll bet you’re more capable than your folks think. Yeah I noticed. I’ve been seeing speech therapists all my life but a flaming moron cures me in a fraction of a second. He’s a flaming miracle worker!" Eddie threw his head back and laughed loudly. Jeff did his choking imitation.

Olney and Billy called Jeff to come out to the lounge. He went out and they showed him Eddie’s computer. It was broken. Dropping it in their lounge didn’t do it much good. Fortunately SU had a repair facility on campus. They called them. They promised to come over after lunch. Jeff went back to Eddie.

He knelt back down in front of him and said quietly, "Your computer doesn’t work, but the repair people are coming over after lunch. I guess we should go to lunch next. Do you want to use the leg or the chair?" Jeff was kneeling in front of him again and he stroked the thin stick-like calf of his leg and fingered the soft bottom of his foot as they talked.

"I think I’d like to learn how to put the brace back on." Jeff rubbed his toes and flipped them up and down.

Jeff got him his crutches and watched him use them to pull himself up onto his leg. Standing in back of him, Jeff could clearly see the glute inside his shorts helping him stand up. Unlike the thin leg, the glute was very muscular. Once up, he bent over, locked the brace and poked the lump up into his shorts.

They walked out into the lounge. Olney and Billy were waiting for them. As they headed out the door to lunch, they all shook hands with one another and said, "All for one and one for all."

They ate in the residence hall cafeteria. Jeff was going to help Eddie by carrying his tray of food, but like Olney, he didn’t need help. The lump flopped around and it got lots of stares. Billy used his white cane and again had a problem identifying the food.

They found an empty table, sat down and talked about the algorithm used to assign roommates. Billy figured they were quadmates because they all had some sort of life-long disability. Olney thought it was because all their last names started with J. Eddie thought it was because all of them were swimmers. Jeff was back to stuttering and managed to spit out that it probably was some sort of computer glitch and they would all get new room assignments that afternoon. They all laughed. It was a very successful lunch even though Jeff’s laugh attracted a lot of attention. He didn’t care. For the first time in his life, he felt accepted. He was having fun.

They had spent all Monday morning moving Eddie into their quad. After lunch, two computer repair people arrived at their quad to fix Eddie’s computer. Both of them kept staring at Eddie and Olney. They were very uncool. It only took them about thirty minutes to fix Eddie’s computer, connect it to the network and set it up on his desk.

SU placement tests were scheduled for that afternoon, so all four of them headed out for them. Even though Jeff already had advanced placement in calculus, he wanted to take the calculus placement test to make sure. Olney was going with him to take a math test to see if he was ready for pre-calculus. Billy was going to take a placement test in music, his major, and Eddie was going to take a placement test in French. They left a little early so Eddie could walk Billy to the music department and then get over to his test on time.

Eddie’s lump, Olney’s leg and Billy’s cane got a lot of looks as they walked out of their residence hall into a cool but sunny afternoon. Olney and Jeff headed toward math; Billy and Eddie went the other way.

As they walked, Olney didn’t say anything. Finally Jeff asked him if he was mad at him.

Jeff told him he really enjoyed being with him the past month and a half – especially the last couple of days. He told him it had been the best time of his life. By this time he was stuttering very badly and people were openly staring at him. Jeff managed to ask Olney if he didn’t enjoy it, too. He didn’t answer. At that point, Jeff locked up and couldn’t speak. They walked the rest of the way in silence.

Their tests were in different rooms. Jeff tried to say "Good luck." but it came out "KA KA KA ...." Jeff ended up patting Olney on the back. He didn’t say anything or even look at Jeff. He just walked away.

Jeff’s placement test was hard. They graded it before he left and he did OK. He was going to be in Calculus III just as he planned. They gave him a paper with his results and sent him to the math office. There, a nice older lady checked his schedule on the computer while he waited. He tried to speak, but he was stuttering badly. She printed out his schedule, gave him a sharp look and said: "Jeff, you did really well on the placement test. My name is Dr. Testeronomy. I work here in the math office. If you ever need anything or have any problems, let me know. I’ll take care of you." Then she stood up, handed him his schedule and shook his hand. Jeff could only nod.

Jeff walked down the hall to the room where Olney was taking his test. He looked in the door and saw that he was still working on it. Jeff sat down on the floor in the hall and waited for him wondering if he would ever be invited to touch him again.

When Olney was done he had to go to the math office, too. He also passed. Jeff still couldn’t speak so he smiled and patted him on the back. The nice lady checked and printed Olney’s schedule, too. When she was done, she looked Olney in the eye and said, "You know this guy?" Pointing at Jeff. She didn’t even look at Olney’s leg.

"Yeah. He helped me a lot. He gave me extra problems to do and made me do them."

She stood up, handed Olney his schedule, smiled, looked them both in the eye and shook hands with them.

Jeff tried to say he didn’t know but he still couldn’t speak so he just shrugged.

They stopped at the bookstore to pick up their textbooks based on their printed schedules. They spent most of their time standing in line. The system seemed designed to keep them standing in line so they couldn’t buy books. Jeff managed to defeat the system and buy his textbooks. They were very expensive.

When they got back to their quad, Jeff saw that the other two guys weren’t back yet so decided to "have it out" with Olney. He got a pad of paper, sat down at the big table in the lounge and began writing. If you aren’t mad at me, why aren’t you speaking to me?

Olney sat next to Jeff at the table, so Jeff turned the pad for him to read. Olney shrugged. He had taken off his shoe, he was leaning back in a chair and his leg was up on the table. Jeff rubbed his foot, tickled his toes and stroked the calf and thigh of his leg. Olney smiled and wiggled his foot.

Something must be wrong. You wouldn’t shower with me this morning. You won’t even speak with me right now.

Jeff knelt down next to Olney’s right side. He flipped up the right leg of his shorts, cupped the giant dick in his hand, looked up at him and shook his head "No" vigorously. They both laughed. He put it down and covered it up again. He stood up and went back to his seat and wrote some more. Does that answer your question?

Olney didn’t answer. He just sat there looking down. Jeff didn’t know what to do. Finally he picked up the pad, walked around the table, hugged Olney again and went into his room. He left the door open and looked out at Olney from time to time. He just sat there. Jeff didn’t know what he had done wrong. He felt heart broken.

Olney felt heartbroken, too. Their session in the shower was almost the perfect fantasy for him but he had not been able to get hard. Olney wanted to be with Jeff but didn’t know if he could respond properly. He didn’t know what to do.

Billy and Eddie scored well on their placement tests, too. They arrived back about an hour after Olney and Jeff did. They discussed what they should do next and decided to go over to the Athletic Center and sign up for swimming tryouts.

When they got to the AC, a group of guys were standing around next to the wall holding the clipboards with the swimming signup sheets. Jeff signed up to try out for the regular team. Eddie signed up for the disabled team and he helped Billy sign up, too. The guys standing around assumed Olney was going to sign up for the disabled team and were surprised when Jeff handed him the clipboard for the regular team.

"No, no. That’s the wrong sheet. You need the other clipboard." They were pretty obnoxious about it.

Olney smiled and signed up for the regular team. Jeff smiled and they high-fived. While he was signing up, a tall muscular guy with a square jaw, a military-style brush haircut and a slight limp walked up. He looked to be around 35 years old. It was hard to tell his age because he had such a great body.

The obnoxious guys tried explaining that Olney had signed up on the wrong sheet.

The guy smiled at Olney and checked the clipboard. "Looks OK to me. The tryouts are tomorrow in the morning. Be here early." He hung the clipboard back on the wall.

Olney and Jeff showed Eddie and Billy the brightly-lit men’s Team Locker Room. Billy couldn’t see much so he used his cane as they walked around. One of the guys from the obnoxious group followed them into the locker room staring at Eddie’s lump and Olney’s leg. Jeff figured he was a fellow devotee and felt sorry for him. He was so uncool. He didn’t say anything; he just followed them around and stared. Jeff went over and managed to ask him his name.

Jeff took him over to the group and tried to introduce him. Billy took over for him, introducing all four of them to him. Josh toured the locker room with them but couldn’t stop staring at Olney and Eddie. When they passed the urinals, Olney reached down with his right hand, pulled out his dick, stroked it, skinned it back and pissed a heavy stream right in front of everybody. Josh just stared. While Olney was pissing, he said, "So, Josh. Are you a new student, too?"

Josh froze. He didn’t say anything. He couldn’t move. He just kept starting at Olney’s dick. Billy knew something was happening and was desperately trying to see what it was. When Olney was done, he put it away and they headed toward the door.

At the cafeteria, Jeff poked Olney and he read the menu to Billy when they got up close to the food counters. Billy still had questions. "What’s Johnny Marzetti?"

Jeff started his laughing routine. He managed to choke out that it probably was named after a former student, Johnny Marzetti, who was expelled because he made fun of the food. Even the people behind the counter laughed.

They found an empty table and sat down. Jeff told Billy that seeing the food really didn’t help. They all laughed. Jeff got a bunch of looks again. It turned out the Johnny Marzetti wasn’t as bad as it looked. In fact, all of them liked it.

Finally they discussed what they were going to do that evening for fun. Jeff told them he had a plan.

When they got back to their quad, Jeff told them to come into his room. He got out the book containing "Mountains of Mourning" that Olney assigned him to read and Jeff asked Billy to put it on his computer so it would read the story to them. Jeff turned off his desk lamp and his computer monitor. Billy turned off his magnifying glass lamp. It was pretty dark in the room.

Jeff’s bed was made so he suggested that Olney and Eddie sit on his bed with him. Billy would have to sit at his desk to work his computer. Olney hopped over and sat down on the bed next to Jeff, his long leg sticking out. Eddie crutched over and turned around to sit down, but had a problem. Jeff stood up, went around in front and helped him. Eddie raised himself on his crutches while Jeff helped him hold the leg out. When he slid back on his cushion on the bed Jeff sat back down with Eddie on his right and Olney on his left. There were three guys on the bed and four legs, an average of one and a third legs per guy. There was also an average of one and a third crutches per guy. It all worked out evenly.

Jeff noticed that Olney was having trouble sitting up without falling over. He was using his arms to brace himself. Jeff lightly touched his dick and invited him to scoot over and lean against him. Olney did and was able to sit without using his arms.

Eddie’s leg looked really short. Jeff hadn’t noticed its length before probably because it was so thin. Sitting down on his cushion, however, Eddie was almost as tall as Olney and Jeff. It was Eddie’s leg that made him so short.

The machine did an excellent job of reading the story to them. Jeff picked up a couple of new things that he didn’t remember from reading the story. When it was over, both Eddie and Billy said they liked it because the main character had a disability.

Jeff helped Eddie get off the bed and stand up. "Boy, Josh sure was impressed with Olney’s thing."

Olney hopped over to Billy, took his hand and put it around his dick. Billy turned bright red.

Finally, Eddie and Olney went back to their room and Billy and Jeff cleaned up their room so they could go to bed. They started to take their clothes off. Billy was watching Jeff.

"I never saw another guy’s dick before. I’ve always wondered whether my dick is normal."

They stripped down and took their briefs off. Billy looked carefully at Jeff’s equipment.

They went over to his desk and Jeff put his equipment under the magnifying glass. He turned on the light and adjusted it. Billy held his out, too, comparing them.

Jeff took Billy’s hand to touch his dick. Billy stroked it. "I can’t cover the head of yours with skin like I can with mine."

Jeff explained what cut and uncut meant and used his hand to show him. Jeff explained how some guys, like him, were cut and other guys like Olney and he were uncut.

Jeff explained that in their country a lot of guys had it removed shortly after they were born. He didn’t really know what to do next, so he started to turn away and noticed Eddie was in their room sitting in his wheelchair watching them. He had taken off his shirt, his shorts and his brace. His little leg was folded up in the seat in front of him. He was wearing small briefs.

The stutter prevented Jeff from telling Eddie what they were doing. Billy spoke. "I never saw a dick before Olney’s tonight. I asked Jeff if he would show me his. Can I see yours, too?"

Olney was only too happy to oblige. "I hear somebody wants to see my dick under a magnifying glass!"

He took off his shorts and showed his dick to Billy. Eddie took one look and wheeled out into the lounge. Jeff followed him out, knelt down in front of him, pulled out his lump, stroked it and tried to speak quietly without stuttering. Eddie had a beautiful swimmer’s body. Jeff was starting to get hard again looking at him. Eddie stared at Jeff’s dick.

"The reason I came into your room was to thank you. I wanted to thank you for everything you did today. Thank you very much." He was staring at Jeff’s hardon, jutting up and to the right. He couldn’t stop staring at it.

"You’re very welcome. Will you let Billy see your dick, too? He’s just curious. He never saw anyone else’s dick before today."

Jeff stroked the brown indentation scar on the end of Eddie’s lump. "Ahhh." Eddie’s chair rolled back and forth as he squirmed.

Jeff continued to stroke his lump. "Will you show it to me? You’re looking at mine."

"Well, OK. Just for a minute." He reached down and pushed down on his briefs. He raised himself up and Jeff slid them off. Jeff was stunned. It was really small. It looked like a little cocktail wiener above two small grapes hidden in a big nest of pubic hair. Uncut.

"I think the polio got it, along with the legs." There were tears in his eyes. "It’s really small." He choked. "I guess I’m not much of a man."

"You’re smaller than average just as Olney is larger than average. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. You’re all man as far as I’m concerned. You know, you should remove your body hair for tomorrow so that you will go faster in the water. That’s what Olney and I did. We used a depilatory. Here, feel my arms. When you remove the hair around your stuff, it will stand out more and look bigger. Are you ready to show Billy?"

Jeff went back into his bedroom. Billy was stroking Olney’s limp dick and talking to him. "How come you and Jeff don’t have hair like I do?"

Jeff helped Billy first, concentrating on his legs, which were hairy. He also did his arms, lower abs and lower back. When Jeff was done with Billy, he asked the others to leave so that he could help Eddie. Eddie was almost completely hairless. Jeff concentrated on his armpits and his pubic hair. Eddie’s stuff did look bigger when he was done.

They all needed to shower and wash off, so they got a bunch of towels and went down the hall to their floor’s communal shower/bath room. It had a bathtub for Eddie and showers for the rest of them. Olney put his arm around Jeff in the shower, but Olney didn’t rub himself against him. Jeff figured it was OK to hug him since Billy couldn’t see anything. Olney didn’t hug him back. All three of them finished fast and Olney and Billy went back to their quad while Jeff stayed behind to help Eddie bathe. Jeff washed his back. He was hard again. Eddie was staring at it.

Jeff stroked Eddie with his fingertips. He was hard. Jeff felt around behind his ball sack. He had a bulge, too, although it was smaller than Olney’s. Jeff rubbed it. "Feel good?"

"Why? It’s deformed by polio and by the amputation." Jeff rubbed the little leg with one hand and rubbed the thumb of his other hand over the brown indentation scar on the end of the lump. Eddie gasped.

Jeff dried him off as much as he could in the tub. Then he put a towel in his chair and helped him out of the tub and into his chair.

"Lift yourself up." Jeff knelt in front of him and dried off his bottom and the underside of his lump and his leg. Jeff stroked the leg as he dried it and tickled the foot as he dried between the toes with the edge of the towel. He dried his back and then handed him the towel and he finished up. "I like your body the way it is. You have a great swimmer’s body."

Billy was still up. "Thanks for helping me clean the hair off and letting me see your dick."

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