Thursday, December 23, 2010


I am a wannabe.  I don't want to suffer some horrific accident, I just don't want to walk, I'd rather use my wheelchair.  Lately when I am home alone I use my wheelchair all of the time.  My girlfriend and I plan to go on another trip with my wheelchair and I can't wait.  I'm so glad I don't have to hide this from her anymore.


So I'm out.  Well kind of. I told my girlfriend about my wheelchair.  I was pleasantly surprised at her reaction.  I started by telling her I had a fetish /fantasy about getting fucked while on my wheelchair.  I proceeded to tell her that I'd like to try doing evedryday things from a wheelchair.  I expected her to walk out on me but she simply asked, "So where do we get a wheelchair?"  I excused myself and returned on my wheels.  She was very accepting, She fucked me on my chair and I wheeled until bedtime.
My girlfriend knows of my absooolute hatred for shopping malls, but I told her I really wanted to use my wheelchair outside of my home and I thought a mall would be a good place to start.  Since she loves shopping she took full advantage of an opportunity to get me into the mall with her.  So a couple of weeks later we drove out of town about an hour and I used my wheelchair in public for the first time!
It felt great rolling about.  I didn't notice any different treatment (aside from one incident which I will describe later) but my girlfriend said she saw a group of people part like the Red Sea when I came rolling towards them. 
In line for our lunch at a food court pizza shop I encountered a female wheeler.  Good thing I was sitting because I got a raging hard on as soon as I saw her!  I have to assume that she was legit but you never know?  She could've been a pretender just like me.  Either way I was totally jealous of her wheelchair.  It had a shiny chrome looking frame and sweet spinergy rims w/ schwalbe tires.  Way nicer than my used e-bay score (I still LOVE MY wheelchair though!).  We even had a brief dialogue while my girlfriend decided on her order and she got ahead of us in line.
After our lunch we shopped a little more, both for ourselves and some early x-mas shopping.  While my girlfriend looked at clothes in Sears I headed over to the tool department.  This was the only area where I incurred any obstacles all day long.  Several holiday shopping displays were crowding the aisles and I had to go 4 aisles out of my way to check out the 4 piece cordless tool set I've been eyeing.  When a salesman approached me I felt terribly insulted.  He acted as if I must be shopping for a gift.  Like someone in a who uses a wheelchair couldn't be a mechanic.  I put him in his place and told a couple of bold faced lies about building custom cars.  He was at first shocked but then just impressed with the knowledge I have.  That would be so cool, having hot rod cars that were accessable, Idealy a 32 ford roadster pickup, but I digress.
The highlight of the day for me was stopping into Victoria's Secret.  I'm a fool for a pair of stockings and garters so I bought a sexy little number for my sexy little number.  The girl who checked us out made a comment about someone having a good time tonight, maybe she likes disabled guys?
When we were done shopping we headed out and I suggested stopping for a bite.  Instead we hit the ou of town grocery store and headed home.  We played my little wheelchair game, which included some exceptional sex, until bedtime when we fell asleep in each others arms.  I am so lucky to have such a wonderful and understanding girlfriend.  She's willing to tolerate my wierdness and even facilitate it!

Thursday, November 11, 2010

SImple Pleasures

I woke today with my chair right next to my bed.  Using my legs only a little (I don't want to be a para, just to need a chair or braces and crutches) I got into my chair and rolled out to the kitchen to make coffee.  My apartment is not made to be accessable but its not too bad getting around.  The only place that I can't get my chair is the bathroom so in order to keep up my disabled charade I go back to the bedroom and put my AFOs on.  I keep my crutches by the bathroom door most of the time so I roll back out to the hall way and reach around the corner and grab one crutch.  I lock my chair in place and prop myself up into the doorway.  After doing my thing I manuever myself back to the chair where I stayed putting off doing my work for the day as I don't want to be found out.
As soon as I'm done with my appointments for the day it's back in the chair and braces.  I love using my appliances!  Any pretenders(either gender) or FEMALE devotees of wheelchair guys who like pretenders  in upstate NY please contact me if you want to go out and play sometime.


Yesterday my used Kuschall chair arrived.  I quickly unpacked it only to find there were no rear tires on the rims.  I hustled all afternoon to find a pair of tires and got the mounted in a local chair shop.  So here I sit, in my new wheelchair, happier than ever.  I wish there was someplace I could go to pretend in public today but I don't have time.  Too much work to do so I gotta put the chair away soon whether I like it or not.

Monday, November 8, 2010


While shopping for halloween costumes a few weeks ago my girlfriend pointed out a pirate costume and suggested I should dress in it for some bedroom fun.   She is able bodied and does not know anything about my devoteeism or pretending habits.  The costume didn't include a hook but I think it's essential for every pirate.
While anxiously awaiting my sporty new chair I ordered a left hook (5XA) for those who are familiar.  Using some material I had lying around I fashioned myself a socket, harness and control rig.  I'm wearing it right now as I type this in ocassionally tapping the keyboard with the tip of of my hook and loving every second of it.
Since it is such a crappy day where I live I've decided to wear my hook and get my aparrtment cleaned up.  I figure I can figure out how to use the hook a bit while i consider the possibilty of using it in front of my girlfriend while dressed as a pirate.  How will she react?  Does she secretly share this desire with me?  Will this lead to my dream realtionship, one with a woman who will accept, tolerate and maybe even particapate in my pretending.  I've long dreamed of taking a vacation in a wheelchair with my also (self) chair bound lover. 
Maybe this is a good chance to test the waters.  I've thought of showing her quid pro quo and then excusing myself at the perfect time to wheel back into the room as Fiona appears in her Milwaukee brace for the first time.  I don't know how to do it.  She already told me she was "open to suggesion" as far as erotic acivities are concerned, but just how open is she?  Maybe I'll have the guts to do one or the other later this week when she comes over. 

Friday, November 5, 2010

New Toy

I'm anxiously awaiting the arrival of my new wheelchair.  I just won a kuschall rigid chair on ebay. (it's my profile pic) I haven't been able to wheel since my recent breakdowns so this is going to be awesome!  I will finally be confident enough to wheel in public (obviously not close to home).  I haven't picked my destination yet but I'm sure I will find a place.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Equipment breakdowns

I was out for a midnight stroll wearing my AFOs and swing thru crutching down my quiet side street when my right crutch tip found its way into a drainage grate.  The plastic cuff on my forearm crutch gave way sending me toplling over onto the side of the road.  Thank god no one was looking out their window to see me and get close enough to offer help and identify me.  I quickly grabbed my broken crutch and single crutch hobbled back down the street.
Feeling unsatisfied I pulled my cheesy hospital style wheelchair out of the bedroom closet and rolled myself down the hall.  I pulled up to my desk and rolled up a fat joint.  I carefully wheel myself out the door making sure none of the neighbors can are watching and out to the street.  I proceed down the street and stop at the pond in the culdesac to enjoy my doobie snacks.  Feeling much better and having figured out a way to repair my busted crutch I head home.
About 100 feet from my door i hit a chunk of loose asphalt, dismounting a rear tire and myself from the chair.  I again scurry to avoid being spotted and decide to call it a night.