I guess this is an erotic autobiography, erotic statement, and an erotic account of how things currently are.
I wasn't sure whether to write about this, as part of this account happened quite a few years ago and, at the time, I just thought I was very lucky and that it was just a 'one off', but there have been a few incidents recently, which made me think that I should probably share my recent and previous experiences.
I had a very big stroke in 2004, when I was forty-two, so I am sixty-three now. The stroke took away about ninety percent of my muscle control. I have a bit of movement in my left hand and arm (hence this), and I suppose I have a teeny tiny bit in my legs and torso. I can't really speak anymore; well, I struggle. I am in an electric wheelchair all day, so I rely on carers. I live on my own, in my own ground-floor flat, and have done so since June 2007.
Although I am sixty three, I am told that I look (and act) a lot younger, as I 'try' to exercise most days and have a full head of 'wavy' shoulder length hair that isn't very grey. A light stubble. I am very slim, with a very flat tummy. Good skin. I eat incredibly healthily, but very little—just two small meals a day. I eat loads of fruit and vegetables and take vitamins, minerals, and supplements. I don't take any medication anymore, and I am very, very independent. I was quite fit and healthy before the stroke, but now I just take it to another level!
I was quite sexually active before my stroke. My girlfriend was Italian and quite sexually active too. We would quite often have a threesome with her friend. So 'this' stroke was quite a bummer.
I am quite a horny guy, and I regularly love looking at pornography, especially if it's a 'legal' teen or young woman that's exceptionally pretty. I download a lot of pictures and put them on a USB stick, so I can look at them on my TV in the bedroom when I am in bed. I masturbate most evenings and cum about once a week. I don't really spurt cum anymore; it sort of oozes/trickles out in small quantities, and when I cum, my body tends to go rigid, then spasm, and I can swallow a lot, especially when I am just about to cum. My penis is about four and-a-half inches when soft (depending on the weather!) and just over seven and-a-half inches when hard. I am rather horny and quite an exhibitionist with the carers (two in particular), and I am 'pretty sure' that they are aware of this. (One definitely is.) Some of the supplements that I take 'can' enhance my erection, cum load, and precum, as being older and a stroke survivor, 'certain' things are somewhat compromised.
I was caught masturbating in the care home by a young carer once. I was in bed one evening, with the duvet just below my erect penis, and this carer knocked on my door, pushing the door open almost immediately. I was pulling the duvet back up just as she came in, and as my bed was right by the door, she saw my hard penis for a second.
'Sorry, did you ring?" I didn't. "Sorry." She left.
I have four female carers at the moment; three of them are mid-to-late thirties, and they share the three shifts (one: Get me washed, dressed, up, breakfasted, and do the housework. Two: Get my tea. Three: Put me to bed. and week between themselves. So during any one 'shift' time, one carer is on duty.
I have had quite a few carers over the years, some good, some bad, mostly female. One female carer (that I employed) stuck with me since late 2008, leaving mid-2022. She started working with me when she was nineteen, and we became close and good friends. She invited me to her wedding when she was in her late twenties. She has had two boys now.
Quite tall and slim, with Ionge mid-blonde hair. A lovely 'caring' personality. At the time, her boyfriend, who is now her husband, worked away for about six weeks at a time. (Whether that was a contributory factor to 'The incident' I don't know. But it's worth mentioning.) I suppose she is attractive. (ish) She does have a lovely body though, and in the summer, she tans very easily and shows her lovely, golden brown legs and her 'flat' midriff off.
She hadn't been here long, and she came in about four fifteen once, instead of five, as she had been out and was local to me. As I wasn't expecting her till five, I was looking at a video on a porn website as she came in! She did apologise. My muscles tend to stiffen up when I am flustered, and I shake, making the mouse very difficult to control. So she had a good few minutes of 'porn' sounds before I was able to close the page. I did apologise, as I was quite embarrassed; she just shrugged it off with an "Ok".
(After that, she would always text me if she was going to be early!)
A good few years before she had kids, after she had been here nearly four years. I remember the incident well, as it was my fiftieth. So she was in her early twenties. It was late summer; she was working and came in wearing tight jean shorts and a very short, tight white top with a plunging neckline. The 'cut-off' jeans really showed her legs off, and as it was a short top, her midriff was showing. Her cleavage was quite noticeable in this top as well. She did look nice!
When she came in, she leant over slightly to give me a peck on the cheek and wished me 'happy birthday'. I could feel the weight of her breasts on my shoulder as she did this. She had to lean over again to give me a wet shave, and I couldn't really keep my eyes off her cleavage. (She could probably see what I was gazing at.) I still had the duvet over me, so I was able to 'subtly' masturbate while she was shaving, and it wasn't long before my penis went very hard.
She finished the shave and went to uncover me. I asked her to give me a few minutes. (Obviously) As she left the room, I pushed the duvet down to just below the top of my thighs, and my erect penis sprang up! I continued to masturbate. I could hear her in the kitchen as it backs on to my bedroom. I got close to cumming, but I didn't cum as time was getting on, and cumming would prove awkward for me to clear up anyway. I stopped masturbating, pulled the duvet back up, and called her back in when it was 'reasonably' safe to do so. As she came back in the bedroom.
As she came in, I couldn't help but notice that she was braless, as the tight top really accentuated the pertness of her breasts. She uncovered me and proceeded to give me a bedwash. My penis was still a little swollen from before, and as she was giving me a bed-wash, which I have each morning, my penis started swelling quite significantly and quickly.
Her nipples started pushing through the fabric of her top, which confirmed that she was 'obviously' braless.
My penis was lying across my left thigh, and as she washed it and seeing her nipples go hard, I went quite hard as well, and my penis was now lying at more of an upwards angle. My heart was pumping, and now my penis started rising with every heartbeat. I also kept doing a very nervous swallow/gulp. By the time I had asked her to give me a few minutes, my penis was fully erect and now pointing up towards my face. It really swelled and strained right up, and I could feel that I was about to cum. She put the flannel back in the bowl, which was on my wheelchair, to her left. Just as she turned to walk out, I made a very quiet 'swallowy' gulp, as I held my breath for a moment and my feet pointed, my legs went rigid and tight.
My penis dipped and started pulsing, and my whole body went rigid. Luckily, nothing came out on that first pulse, as I am quite sure she would have witnessed me cumming. She had just started to walk out of the room as cum started to pulse out and drip down onto my tummy. I don't know if she saw me actually cum. She definitely heard me make a noise, saw my legs go tight, and my feet point. So I am pretty sure she knew I was cumming. I masturbated the rest of the cum out as she left the room.