I did the dating scene for a while but never did find a guy that I thought I could settle down with again. But I needed the sexual relief, so I kind of dated with the idea of a longer relationship in mind. When Dawn my daughter was gone to college and David was 14 everything changed drastically almost over night.

It was on a weekend night and David was at a pool party with friends and I was out on a date. When I got home, my neighbor rushed out to the car and told me that the police had been to my house and that there had been an accident. I was to go to the local hospital. We drove there in a frenzy. The doctor there told me what had happened the best he could from what he had been told by others at the party with David. Apparently there was alcohol involved and David had dove into the shallow end of the pool and broken his neck! As it turned out he was left paralyzed from the waist down and some weakness in his left side and arm. For a while there was hope but by the time he reached his 16th birthday all hope had vanished. He would be wheel chair bound for life.

The stress of the early times with him home from the hospital and me having to take care of him a lot caused my social life to go to zero. But I didn't mind sacrificing for my son. Luckily with my job and some help from my Ex. We were able to modify the house to make it easier for David and myself. We had the bathroom modified with rails and a shower with a seat so he could at least sit and get his own shower.

At first it was very embarrassing for my son when he first got home from the hospital. He had trouble even going to the bathroom by himself and I had to help him. I had gotten a couple of those pee bottles that they use in hospitals for men. The first few times it was embarrassing for us both. I would have to get his penis out and slide the bottle neck over it while he took a pee. At first I tied to be very clinical about it. But I was also amazed at the size of my son's penis in its flaccid state. It hung down into the neck of the bottle quite a ways. His father was average size in that department. Then I began to wonder if being paralyzed from the waist down meant that he couldn't get an erection also. I was too ashamed to ask his doctor and certainly too bashful to ask my son. But my answer came the first time I had to help him take a shower before we got the bathroom modified.

I had put a plastic lawn chair in the tub for him to sit on. I had a hand held shower nozzle installed to also make it easier. I wore my bathing suit and got into the tub with him. The suit was like a one piece only it had a small skirt around the bottom and had separate panties to wear. My answer about him being able to get erect came the first time I helped him shower! I had soaped his back and then his chest. Then I did his legs before getting to his genitals. I soaped up the wash cloth and ran it under his scrotum and began washing there.

"Mom! Do you have to wash there?"

"Yes honey its important to get you clean all over."

When I got to his penis it seemed that it had already began to firm up. I wrapped the wash cloth around it and began soaping it up good. When I looked up at David, his eyes were glued to my cleavage which that suit showed quite a bit of. In very short order the wash cloth was wrapped around a full blown erection. I breathed a sigh of relief knowing that he was not paralyzed in the department at least. As I took the hand held nozzle and began rinsing him off, I couldn't help but stare at his erection. For a 16 year old boy he sure seemed to be developed. He was at least 2 inches longer than his dad who was just over 6" when hard. David was not quite as thick but still very respectable. ......(cont)