20% of the population has a disability. 10% has a severe disability, requiring special aids to engage in everyday activities.
10% is a lot. If you hookup once a week, you'll be going down on five disabled guys in a year. If you have 10 boyfriends during the course of your life, one of them will probably be disabled.
Most disabled guys don't want to be fetishized, felt sorry for, or complimented on how bravely they have overcome adversity. They just want to have the things everybody else has: a job, an apartment, friends, boyfriends, and erotic exploration.
Here are 12 disabled dates and handicapped hookups, plus a couple of sausage sightings.
1. Danny from third grade, who I pushed my way into a friendship with in third grade, wore a leg brace. I ran into him in high school, and was invited to a sleepover at his house. Nice sausage sighting.
2. Mark, a paraplegic due to a diving accident, was in some of my classes at Augustana. Nice upper body.
3. Jimmy, the Bodybuilder on Crutches. When I was in grad school in Bloomington, I started dating Jimmy, a grad student in social work who had cerebral palsy: he had to use crutches to get around, giving him an amazing bodybuilder's physique with 0% body fat.
4. Mario, a very cute deaf leatherman used to be a regular at the Faultline in West Hollywood. Lane and I had him over for a three-way.
Jester, The Blind Guy with the Kovbasa+, who Fred dated after he broke up with Matt. As a teenager, he tried to commit suicide by shooting himself, but ended up blind instead.
6. Ramon, who had a missing right arm, asked me to go ice skating with him in New York. I had never been ice skating before.
7. Raphael, Gay Psychic Angel. In Florida in 2002, an angel showed up at my door to discuss New Age religions. He did a psychic reading, we kissed, and he gave me his telephone number, but I chickened out. His arms didn't work; they hung loosely at his side.
8. Ethan, the Boy in the Wheelchair, who I met in Dayton in 2005. He wanted an S&M scene, which involved tying his hands behind his back and his non-working legs together.
Tommy in Dayton. Another blind guy I dated, who said he could tell someone's penis size by listening to them urinate. Or you could just feel your way.
10. Andy, who I met at a comic book store on the Plains in 2015, had more severe cerebral palsy than Jimmy: slurred speech, spastic movements. He had a Daddy fetish, and wanted to rip my clothes off -- not very easy when your hands don't work well.
12. My Mentally Disabled Neighbor, who took me on a date to see Kansas, and then back to his apartment for the "underwear" stuff.