Rear Window - Sex Stories

Rear Window

... thing.’ I was a bit short and he looked at me oddly for a moment and then left the room. Paul returned a little later to get me out of bed for my morning wash. I became much more aware of his close proximity when he helped me out of bed and into my robe. I was dreading the next step which was to get me washed. For the first time I was able to get out of my robe and to sit on the stool unaided. Paul then began to wash me and I said, ‘Can I try please, Paul?’ Paul handed me the wash cloth and stood back as I struggled to wash myself. I dropped the cloth and angrily said, ‘Shit, bugger, arse.’ Paul picked up the cloth and asked. ‘OK if I do it, Jeff?’ I nodded, not looking at him and he started. As usual the combinations of his hands and the gentle feel of the wash cloth across my skim had me cock hardening within seconds. I tried to think of anything that would keep me from thinking about what he was doing but to no avail. My cock was only interested in it’s own pleasure, not it’s owners embarrassment. I went a deep red and Paul just kept washing and making it even worse. I thought, he’s enjoying this, making me have this reaction. I said, ‘That’s enough Paul, can we finish now.’ ‘Whatever you want Jeff.’ He dried me off and then with my robe on he wheeled me into the living room to the desk. I opened up the Apple and started hammering away at the keys trying to get rid of my frustration. What was up with me, I knew he was gay and there I was getting an erection in front of ...

... him because he was touching me. God, what a mess. I couldn’t think straight; why did I feel differently now I thought for sure he was gay? He had never been anything else but professional towards me and had not tried anything on. Oh that’s fucking stupid, I thought, why does every straight guy think a gay guy is planning to grope him at the first opportunity. Paul had many opportunities to do something but he had not. I really liked Paul before this happened and I missed him a lot when he was away. Was I secretly attracted to him? Is that why I got an erection? Hell, this was so confusing. I had ended up behaving like a complete jerk this morning and I didn’t know what to think. Paul came in with coffee and laid it next to me on the desk. I didn’t look up. ‘Jeff, is there something wrong? Have I done something?’ a simple question with a complicated answer. I didn’t say anything. ‘You seem very upset with me.’ I grunted and thought, I have to say something, this is c***dish of me. I turned round and looked up at him. He looked worried. ‘Paul, last night when you came in to get me up off the floor, I could see traces of makeup on your face. Are you gay?’ His face dropped and he sat down and put his face in his hands. ‘I thought you might not have noticed. Oh God, I’m sorry, I’ll call the office and get a replacement for me and I’ll pack and leave today.’ He looked as if he was going to cry. I felt something lurch in my chest. ‘Paul, please just answer the question.’ I asked ...