My Compassionate Loving Aunt

This weekend was somewhat sad with the news that my aunt Helen had passed away at age 71. I always had a special place in my heart for her and we had a special relationship when I was much younger.

When I was a teen, I raced Moto X and was pretty good having competed on the state level. When I was 19, I broke both my legs in a practice crash. I lost one leg just below the knee and the other was repaired with a lot of hardware. I was bedridden for about 2 months while waiting on a prothesis to be finished.

My Mom was overwhelmed after the crash and my aunt Helen stepped up to help my mom with my care. She would visit several times a week so my mom could do shopping and mainly just take a little well deserved break.

My aunt Hellen would change my bedding and would freshen me up with sponge baths. She would wash me all over except for my privates, which she would tell me to do that myself. I was somewhat embarrassed when she would put my pajama bottoms on because she could see my junk flopping around. Because of the injuries and meds, my cock was limp as a wet noodle.

After about a few weeks, the fog began to lift and I noticed my cock was beginning to respond when I played with it. During one of the sponge baths my soapy cock began to get hard and when my aunt saw it, she grinned and told me it looked like I was recovering nicely.

After that I was getting horny and each time she visited, I would make sure she saw my hard cock. I would also whine and tear up a little telling her what a mess I was and why did this happen to me. All the other guys were dating and having a ball and I was stuck flat on my back.

Then it happened, during one of my whining sessions, she decided to wash my privates herself. She took great delight in watching my young cock stand up hard all by itself when she let go of it. She kept encouraging me, trying to lift my spirits.

Soon she began to actually give me hand jobs, at first my cum was just a dribble and then she had me shooting streams again. After I was able to take baths sitting on a stool in the shower, she would wash me all over and when she shut the water off, she would kneel down and suck my cock.

After I made a full recovery and started college, whenever I came home for visits, I would always go over to see my Aunt Helen. Nobody ever knew about all the love and compassion she showed to her poor nephew. We continued to have full blown sex on and off for many years.

It sad to know she's no longer with us, but I'll never forget her. Love you, Aunt Helen