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In-House Care Services - Part 6 - Intercourse Included!

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Shit.
I guess the Care Services extended to include sex.

The bathrobe was the first to fly off, followed by the boxers, allowing my restricted member to pop out in its full by shorter glory.
I then crawled to Joe and gently unbuttoned his top.

Still stunned by the weight of what we were doing, I just went in and hugged Joe, his huge member slapping me in the cheek.
And so, by some animalistic instinct,
I grabbed it and began sucking on it.

Joe began to shake, his eyes squinting and then bursting open as they revealed tears of bliss.
He hadn't been able to get it on forever.

I stopped just before deepthroating him and began to rub the member's base with my unbuffed arms, a move responded to with quiet gasping from between Joe's asscheeks.

Reminded of my boner, my buff arms rushed down to clutch it.
Masturbating with a male member was wonderful in the shower, watching the semen fly and spatter against the wall . . .
But what about sex?

Joe scooted forward unprecedentedly fast and inserted my penis into his gaping sphincter.

And we began to thrust.

Our body heat building as we sped from slow to fast, embracing,
I tweaked Joe's nipples, two at a time, eliciting some blissful squirms on his behalf,
While rubbing my vagina with a hand I pulled off Joe's dick.

Like a flood rushing to a set of gates, an recently newfound pressure grew, moving from the base of my dick to its head as my vagina began to similarly reach its climax.
The same was happening with Joe - I could see his penis expanding from its base, stiffening further like mine as it grew inside my mouth, both cannons ready to fire their seed.
As we were slowing down, right on the edge of orgasm, as I was sucking Joe's penis, with all of his strength, with his hips, he suddenly pushed his lower body out backwards, pulling out my penis,
Before catching it in his mouth and sucking on it.

Both of our backs arched, I moaned as we both closed our eyes in undoubted bliss.
I pulled Joe in for an embrace, pushing our respective male members slightly further in.

LOAD after LOAD after LOAD was shot by both our members - my smaller penis doing a good job filling Joe's gullet with seed as his pumped it into my stomach.

We collapsed in joy, still hugging, with our penises still inside the other's body, and lay for half-an-hour in a state of half-sleep until they finally softened and retracted, light strings of cum still attached to the targets they had penetrated.

And then we couldn't stop laughing.

After rinsing off in a shared bath and brushing our teeth once again, we went back to bed.
I lay him on my chest and hugged him as I slept,
Until morning.

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I've been living with Joe for the past two years now, as his professional assistant, chef, bather, planner, designated carrier, driver, book-reader, secretary,

And most of all, lover.

He became a cookbook author, gaining back more independence with a WTEA-endorsed bionic arm we saved up for.
He's extremely eloquent now - a perk of having a mutated form detrimental to motility.
And I am becoming quite the chef.

And that's not the best part.

We also got a MyVoice neckband too, so Joe could finally talk to me after over 27 months of silence and mouthing words, and 3 of writing them out.

He had Penny set it to that of a young woman with a Southern States' accent first.

But then switched it to that of an old man afterward.
I don't mind.
Fighting between us is restricted to friendly banter now.

We hug often.
His little (but well hung) body cradled in mine, nestled on my bosom,
Shielded from the outside world by four strong arms and his strong woman to keep him safe.
Sometimes I hold him upside down so we can kiss.
And I sometimes just ambush his ass and blow a ton of ticklish kisses.

Sometimes I just sit back, relax, and relish in how I've become the care worker whose stood Joe the longest.
And I don't want to ever leave (thank goodness Joe's disability allows for this)

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And so for the main question.


Should we have kids?

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