My phone buzzed and I looked to see the name, Frank. I was puzzled for a moment until I remembered that the man down the hall from my apartment was named Frank and I had helped him with an enema and shower a couple of times. I pressed the number and answered.

“Hello, Frank”, I began. “How are you doing?”

“Hello, Ed. I'm doing fine but I have an important question to ask you. We just found out that Gloria's brother-in-law has an inoperable brain tumor and she wants to go be with her sister to help her though this terrible time. She can't leave unless I have some help. I was wondering - - -” his voice trailed off as he hesitated to ask what I knew he was going to ask.

“You were wondering if I would help you while she is gone and of course I'd be glad to help anyway I can.”

“I really hated to ask you but I didn't know what else we could do,” he uttered.

“I'm glad you asked and I'm glad that I can help you. It's nice to be needed when you get old like me.”

“You're not old!” he said quickly. “You are much younger than I am.”

"Frank I'm afraid that isn't true. I'm eighty-six now and will soon be eighty-seven. I just happen to be lucky and be healthy and fit. I inherited good genes.

“You're not - - - you can't be. That would make you older than me,” he argued.

“Frank, you had a stroke and that took away a lot of your actions and freedom. It has nothing to do with age. Now, I will get a few things together and then come to your apartment later in the evening. Gloria can leave anytime she needs to.”

“Thanks. I'll be looking forward to your visit.” he said as he pressed the ‘end’ button on his phone.

I needed to water my plants outside on my patio and put away the few dishes and I'd be all set. I was wondering when I'd go back to Frank's apartment when my phone rang again.

“Ed, this is Frank. Gloria's gone. She had already packed and was waiting for me to get up enough nerve to ask you for help. Can you come now?” he blurted.

“Of course. Need me to bring anything?” I asked.

“Just your sexy self," he said and I could hear him chuckling.

The door was standing slightly open when I got there, so I called out and entered.

“Gloria left the door open for you. You can lock it before you come in here," he announced.

I walked though the apartment and was surprised to enter the bedroom to a naked man in his wheel-chair, smiling with his arms open in a welcoming gesture.

“I thought you'd never get here he said,” as he wrapped me in his arms in a surprisingly strong bear hug.

“Well, I'm here now,” I murmured. “You needing an enema?”

“Yes, very much. Your kind of enema that is. Not the hospital kind. Your kind that gives me thrills and surprising feelings.”

“Er - - - Frank - - - you'll have to turn me loose so I can get things ready,” I teased.

“Hurry!” he said with great urgency.

I got everything ready and helped him onto his bed, turned him on his left side and he raised his top leg so I would have easy access to his rectum. I put lube on my finger and circled his hole a few times and let my free hand wander over his naked body. I wanted to make the session as pleasant for him as I could. He moaned with pleasure as he held his butt cheeks open. I slowly inserted my middle finger and twisted it a bit so the nerve endings would be stimulated. I finger fucked him for a while and saw him reach for his cock with his free hand and begin to enjoy manipulating and jacking it. Just for fun, I inserted my first finger with my middle finger and his whole body froze for a moment at the surprising sensations. When I felt his sphincter relax, I began to finger fuck him again and loved the moans I was getting.

“You ready for the enema?” I whispered.

“Yes, I'm ready, but that really felt great as your fingers went in and out,” he muttered.

I inserted the nozzle and let the water begin to flow. He was very quiet and still as the water began to fill him. I heard the bag slurp as the last of the water went into the hose. I cut off the water and began to slowly pull the nozzle out. When it was out, I inserted my thumb all the way so that the water couldn't come back out.

"You doing OK, Frank? I asked.

"I'm doing fine but would you twist you finger a bit so I can feel the pleasure? he asked.

“It's my thumb and yes, I can twist it about and fuck you a bit with it,” I said.

“Fuck me?” he gasped.

"Does that terminology bother you? Would you rather me say pleasure you?

“I don't know what to say. It feels so good that it must be what you said but I just wasn't ready to call it that," he said quietly. “That makes it too queer, somehow.”

But the discussion was brought to a quick halt when he suddenly said he had to get to the bathroom as fast as possible.

I pulled him up from the bed and with his arm around my neck, I rushed him to the toilet and we barely made it before the water began to empty.

After a while, he indicated that he was finished and I helped him up and held him while he wiped the water from his butt. Then I led him to the shower and helped him sit on the built-in bench. I quickly got out of my clothes and closed the shower door behind me. I warmed the water and while I was waiting for it to get to the proper temperature, I felt a hand slowly sliding up my naked leg. I looked at Frank and saw him smiling back. Just as he got to my groin area, the water was ready, but I hesitated because I felt his hand on my cock and it felt so great that I couldn't move for a few moments. I slowly sprayed us both and got the soap and started washing his chest and belly. He rubbed his hand over the soap and then back to my cock and with his soapy hand began to give me a great hand job.

“Frank, you're getting good with your hands,” I mentioned.

“I'm beginning to feel it's OK to do what I'm doing. Actually, it's better than OK. It's what I've been needing to do for a long time."

We continued to wash each other and exchange hand jobs and simply enjoy being together and feeling free to explore each other's bodies. I enjoyed having him running his soapy hands all over my nakedness. I looked down and his cock was standing straight up between his legs and without thinking about it, I slowly lowered myself on to it and felt the tip pushing against my sphincter. He lifted his body just a bit and caused the head to slowly enter. I had been fucked a few times in my life and knew that I would enjoy a good long session so I lowered my body all the way and felt his hardness enter and his pubes push against me. I raised and lowered myself and heard him gasp as he felt the pleasure of the moment. I felt him wrap his arms around my body and I pulled him close in a wet hug. I continued to raise and lower my body and felt him thrusting up into me. It was a wonderful feeling of joy and pleasure and I didn't want it to stop. We continued for a long time, lost in the glory of shared pleasure, both of us needing the closeness of naked flesh against our own naked flesh and the wonderful sexual ecstasy we were both feeling. I began to breath harder and faster at the same time that Frank was moaning and gasping for air. I felt him suddenly push up and scream out. He didn't move for a few seconds and then began to fuck with a frenzy that I was also feeling as the pleasure flooded over my whole being and I felt the orgasm hit with a power I hadn't felt in a long time. We frantically fucked for as long as we could. We sat motionless for a while and then I realized that I was probably too heavy to be collapsed on his naked body and began to get up.

“Don't move yet,” he muttered. “I'm not ready for it to end."

“I was afraid I was too heavy," I answered.

“You feel good against me and I don't want to pull out of you."

I relaxed and held him close for a long time. Finally I felt him moving a little so I stood up.

“I think we should finish the shower and get dried off. We might turn into a couple of prunes,” I jokingly said.

“We'd be satisfied prunes if we did,” he said with a chuckle.

After we dried off, I led him to his bed and helped him in. I climbed in beside him and held him with our naked bodies as close as we could get them.

When I heard him softly snoring, I reluctantly and carefully got up and picked up my clothes and went into the other room to get dressed. I slipped out and went down the hall to my apartment and let myself in. As always, I quickly removed my clothes and left my shorts by the door in case I needed to answer the door and couldn't in my usual naked state.

I wondered how long Gloria would be gone and hoped that she would stay for a while so Frank and I could enjoy some badly needed sexual release. I smiled at the old man in the mirror and thought how glad I was that I helped Frank when he dropped his keys trying to get in his door.