Donny
I don't want to even try to guess how many young guys have been fucked by cute, strong male nurses; probably not many. . I was and while my young male nurse didn't appear to know jack shit about nursing he knew all he needed to know about fucking. Maybe I should explain why I needed the nurse in the first place...
My life has been, well......weird, unusual, difficult....stuff like that.
Very briefly...... My mother and her husband had a son named Scott. Sometime around the time Scott was six years old Mother had sex with someone who wasn't her husband and became pregnant with me. This upset her husband so much he divorced her and he took their son (Scott) with him. Almost seven years later they somehow got back together and let bygones be bygones... I was a six year old by then and had very little to say in the matter.
Scott, my half brother, was put in charge of me. Previously my grandmother took care of me while my mother worked. Grandmother never really cared for the responsibility....she often was heard remarking to her old crony friends that she'd already raised her three kids and she didn't enjoy that experience and now she liked it even less that she had to help raise an 'illegitimate' grandson. Wasn't she special! Lovely person. Her and my aunts and uncles as best I could figure out blamed me for the divorce and "all the problems that entails". hmmm.....I've always had a blast at family picnics as you can probably imagine....
My mother took after her mother and wasn't very happy with me either. She didn't abort me because her religious upbringing frowns on that. It's a shame her religious upbringing didn't frown on the neglecting and beating of a six year old boy.... but I am pleased to be here, so i'm grateful that she got that part right . Mother is a waitress at a bar and grill.
She is a good looking and sexy lady I have to admit. She is also a bitch and a bit of a slut, but one can't be expected to be perfect I guess.
Mother and me did not see much of each other which is probably for the best. So, now with twelve year old Scott in charge of me the long and the short of this situation is...... my care giver changed from my grandmother, who never wanted any part of the job in the first place, to my 12 year old half brother..... who didn't want any part of the job in the second place. Lucky me.
My half brother Scott was raised mostly by his father for those seven divorce years.... a baby sitter was employed when his father was working. His father is a full time Army Staff Sergeant in charge of an Army facility that accommodates guys in the army reserve. It's too far from home to commute so he lives there during the week and comes home some weekends. I never had much interaction with him. He instilled military concepts into Scott and threw in a big dose of corporal punishment along the way. He was big on letting a good bare ass spanking solve all differences and misbehaviors. Scott was not a free thinker so he just applied this same formula in his primary care giving role with me.
There was absolutely nothing sexual in nature about it but he was very conscientious in fulfilling his spanking duties and needed very little provocation. His spankings were no joking matter. Scott's father is big and tall. Scott takes after him and Scott was very strong for a 12 year old. I, on the other hand was small for my age and as a matter of fact I'm still small for my age. I'll sum it up with this for now ..... before I was eight years old if Scott said jump I jumped as high as I could and I'd keep jumping until he said stop. He had me broken in to his way of thinking alright. I understood completely who was in charge. Early on, of course I complained to my mother who said in effect..."why are you so much trouble Donny? all you do is complain. Is it too much trouble just to do what you're told..... you do what Scott says or the next time you complain about a spanking I'll tell Scott to give you another one".
Very comforting to have a Mom like that.....
I did what Scott said to do as best I could, but he always found me lacking and it was "get your ass down to the basement and pull down your goddamn pants right this second! I'm right behind you." and I'd say " Yes Scott, I'm sorry" and down I'd go pulling my pants down as I went down the steps.
Scott, right from the first night of his new job of 'taking care of Donny' cooked our dinner. My mother went to work at 2pm and came home late. We hardly ever saw her. It was Scott and me. He cooked and I cleaned up. Our dinners were surprisingly well balanced meals. Dessert was fruit. Scott got this from his father who is apparently a health food nut.
At age ten or so it occurred to me that I was gay. I remember thinking 'what next?'. I lived in a small town in which I thought I was the only gay boy.. Why wouldn't I think that....after all, I'm sure I was the only boy in town being raised by a spanking-crazy half brother who is only 6 years older than him. Life wasn't great. My next door neighbor was a great playmate for me,his name is JB, but that's about all I had going for me.
It stayed that way until a miracle happened when I was 17 1/2. A boy my age came 'out' to me and we became jerk off buddies and eventually much more. We both turned 20 years old last month (Sept 2005) and we live together in a tiny apartment just off the campus of the college we go to. My boyfriend's name is Jimmy. I knew him from the neighborhood even before he approached me about being jerk off buds, but we were just casual acquaintances from the same neighborhood....we hung out with different crowds. He hung out with the smart kids and I didn't. My friends weren't stupid, just regular guys. No body in the world knows I'm gay except Jimmy. I want to keep it that way until I graduate college.
Jimmy and me are in our sophomore year now but the incident I'm going to tell you about took place about this time last year, when we were freshman. If anyone has read my story about 'the toothpaste fuck', this happened the week before or the week after, I forget which.
We were enrolled as 'day students' because that meant we were able to have the apartment together. Before our college experience we'd been having sex in my bedroom (and my bed too for that matter) all through the end of our junior year in high school and all of our senior year. My half brother Scott didn't get home from work until about 4:30 every day and my mother went to work before we got home from school. This gave us two hours to ourselves during the week days.
The two of us are very horny boys and we did quite a lot of cuming in my bedroom and especially in my bed during those two hours each day. One of the responsibilities that Scott assigned to me (he calls them 'chores'....like we live on a fucking farm or something) was the laundry. I'd change the bed linens every week for Mother and Scott, but OH NO..... I wouldn't change my sheets for weeks at a time because I liked to sleep with Jimmy's and my cum saturating the sheets. We can be just a tiny bit grungy at times.
The first week in our apartment was what you might expect..just like two kids left alone in a candy factory. Our candy was gay boy sex and we got very little sleep...it was spectacular but Jimmy is a serious student and he got hold of the situation and switched things around so that school work came first.. We still squeezed in a ton of sex though.
Anyway, here's the reason I needed a nurse. After about four weeks into that freshman year we're laying in bed on a Saturday morning and Jimmy has his finger up my ass. This wasn't unusual at all because somebody's finger has to be up there, two fingers preferably, before anyone's dick will fit. That was our plan....Jimmy's dick up there. And then Jimmy says, " Donny, it feels like you have a wood plug up your ass". In fact I was very constipated. The simple fact of the matter was here on my own I was eating junk food. I wasn't getting Scott's balanced and roughage filled dinners anymore. Jimmy and me ate pizza and Berger King....that's were we had part time jobs. We never had fruit, salads, vegetables etc.....just junk food. I'd been feeling bad for a couple of days. It was a heavy, slow feeling and my head seemed almost to have a headache, almost to have a fever and like that. I felt like crap...oops, slip of the tongue.
Jimmy says, " you need an enema" Donny. And I said I'd never had an enema in my life and I'd bet no body we know has ever had one either. He told me his grandmother gave him and his brother and sister an enema at least once a month for years whether they needed one or not. It was to keep their colon cleaned out (yuck). This was news to me. I told Jimmy that I'd take a laxative once or twice, but I hated them because they always give me diarrhea. He said "no shit!."
He talked me into an enema because it would "clear up the problem in less than 15 minutes". Hope so. We used internet yellow pages and found a medical supply store and off we went. Jimmy assured me he knew all about how to do it and that it was a very simple procedure. They had different kits at the store but Jimmy got the one he was familiar with which looked like a hot water bottle that had a hose screwed in the bottom (well top actually, but it was hung upside down). At the end of the thin hose was hard rubber, slightly wider than the hose and there were small holes to let the liquid out so it could go in my ass. We got the large, 3 quart enema bag because it only cost $4.00 more than the small one and Jimmy said it'd save us the trouble of refilling. I said "you're the nurse, Jimmy" and he said "fucking A". Whatever that means.
Back at the apartment Jimmy had me hold the opening of the enema bag (the thing that looked like a hot water bottle) under the facet while he made a lot of soap suds to mix with the warm water. This was how his grandmother did it. He brought a straight back chair in the bathroom and set it near the shower. We hung the enema bag on the shower curtain rod. There was some kind of a plastic devise on the hose that controlled the flow of water from off to full. We're ready to go...
"OK" Jimmy says "pull down your pants and lay across my lap". I didn't have the energy to argue; just wanted to get it over with. And I really wanted to feel good again. Plus, there are millions of worse things to do than laying across Jimmy's boner which is what I expected would be popping-up very soon. So, bare assed I lay across his lap.. my pants and boxers bunched at my feet. He put some lube on the end of the tube and in it goes. I hear a couple clicks of the control devise and...nothing.
I don't feel anything. I tell Jimmy and he clicks open the flow a couple more times and I do feel a warm sensation. I'm getting more optimistic about the whole thing. I say "nurse, a little more if you don't mind". A few more clicks and my stomach rumbled some..,, it had only been a couple minutes when I began to get a cramp in my gut and then more rumblings and some pain. I asked Jimmy if this was normal. He told me not to be a baby and to do what my nurse tells me to do. I was trained by Scott to do what I'm told so I held on.
The cramps got bad though and I told Jimmy to cut off the flow and when I told him I was loud about it too. He's like, "Jesus Christ Donny, I was taking an enema at seven years old better than you are at 19". But I didn't care about that....this hurts. After a minute it eased up some and I told I was sorry, "It's feeling OK now, Nurse". I heard a couple clicks of the little plastic control thingy which allowed more soapy water to flow up my ass. The pain came right back and I just begged Jimmy to reduce the flow. I told him I didn't think I could squeeze my ass muscles enough to keep the soapy water in me. He mumbles something about it being a good thing my nurse was so understanding and he clicked down a couple notches and the flow reduced. The cramps and pain were still prevalent though. I didn't want to disappoint Jimmy with more whining so I tried to put up with it....
I'd been across Jimmy's lap for about 10 minutes when I couldn't take any more soapy water; I couldn't hold anymore and I said so. Jimmy was still having fun with the nurse bull shit and said "well, your nurse will help you" and he pinched together my ass cheeks to help hold the liquid inside and that did help.... the pain was getting worse by the minute and my belly was distended noticeably. "How much more" I asked and he said "for Christ sake you've only taken a little over half " or a little more than a quart and a half.
This was too much and I screamed "You have got to be kidding me...I can't take another quart and a half..I thought it was almost all in me by now and the pain is killing me!!!"
Jimmy said, "Fuck it then. I'll open the valve all the way to let as much get in as quickly as possible in the next 30 seconds and then shut it off." He said that we'd wait for the stuff that's in there to hopefully do the job. I figured I could stand this last 30 seconds and that would be the end of it. I say OK and I hear click, click, click, click and the volume of soapy water just overwhelmed me and the pain shot way up. I stood it for maybe 5 seconds but it kept getting much worse and I squirmed, involuntarily it seemed, out from under Jimmys arm and fell off his lap and onto the floor. Jimmy was left sitting in the chair holding the enema tube that had pulled out of my ass...the steady stream of soapy water hitting first his lap and then my head as he jerked it away from himself...I heard a loud "what the fuck??" I wanted to get away from the stream of soapy water and
when I stood up I realized there was a stream of brown water coming out of my ass and it was mixing with the soapy water on the floor.
I'm trying to get over to the toilet and Jimmy's trying to get away from me and naturally we bumped into each other..him still holding the hose with the soapy water streaming out and me stumbling around with a stream of brown, shitty water coming out of my ass. I'm screaming "BAD NURSE...BAD FUCKING NURSE" and he's like "SQUEEZE YOUR ASS FOR CHRIST SAKE !! TIGHTENED YOUR SPHINCTER!!!!!" The stream from my ass whips right across Jimmy's pants as I head for the toilet. I plop down on a toilet seat that my ass stream had just coated with brown water...... the stream from my ass hits the water in the toilet with quite a splash. I realized then that I had been squeezing my sphincter as hard as I could all this time and I'd held in the large turds but I couldn't control the watery part. Lots of water and turds hit the toilet water when I relaxed and I finally begin to feel some relief. Jimmy yells "It smells like shit in here. Flush the fucking toilet Donny or I'm going to puke".
The smell was gross! Jimmy's got a whole roll of paper towels and the kitchen waste basket and began wiping up the mess in the bathroom. He had on his boxer underwear and nothing else...I gave him a questioning look and he says his clothes all got covered in shit water. I looked down at my feet and there were my boxers and jeans bunched around my ankle, they were also covered in shitty brown water. I didn't say anything but now I realized why I couldn't easily get to the toilet. The pants around my feet. What a friggin nightmare!
After sopping up the excess brown water Jimmy used wet paper towels over everything again. Than he came in with Clorox spray and used the rest of the paper towel roll cleaning the bathroom all over again with the cleaner/disinfectant. I was on the toilet for 15 minutes and the cramps were gone but I felt so weak I just wanted to get to bed. But get this, Jimmy says he has to give me a clean water enema now because it's not good to leave a soapy residue in my bowels. He's the nurse. He pulls off my pants and boxers from around my feet and puts them in the wash with his stuff and then cleans me up as best he can with a wet wash cloth that also goes in with the dirty laundry..
Then it was back laying across his lap for the clear, warm water enema. Much less volume and it wasn't too bad. Back on the toilet for 8 or 10 minutes and that was it for the enema. After that Jimmy the nurse helped me take a shower. I dried myself while Jimmy finished his shower. I told him I was getting in the twin bed with the clean sheets because I needed to feel clean stuff around me. I'd never felt so tired. Shortly Jimmy got in bed and spooned up behind to me.
He said "sorry" and wrapped his arms around me. And we had a very nice nap that lasted almost two hours.
When I woke up Jimmy was just laying there staring at me, just like I do to him when I wake up first. He had that cute smile with the dimples and he looked about 15 years old. I had to smile back. I told him that I felt much better. Better than I had for a few days and Jimmy says "bad nurse my ass". And we laugh and agree that before we get moving with one sexual endeavor or another we had to eat something. I was very hungry and dying of thirst too. We made a big breakfast (although it was actually past 'lunch time') and I drank a lot of OJ and was really feeling good. We never got dressed, just our boxers and T-shirts.
I took off my T-shirt and got back in bed under the covers feeling very lazy and happy. Jimmy wanted to do something on his computer about finishing an assignment for Monday's class. That didn't take long and then I felt the covers being pulled off me and Jimmy without warning grabbed my dick and balls right through by boxers and squeezed until I said "that hurts!". He paid me no mind but climbed in bed still holding my package. His head was even with my boxers and his boxers were right in front of my face...hmmmm.
Hard to imagine what he had in mind but I decided I'd lick his dick through his boxers and see what developed.
What developed was I liked the lick so much I did it repeatedly until his white boxers were saturated with my spit and I could almost see his pink boner right through the material. Jimmy let go of my hardening dick but held onto my balls and licked me through my boxers like I'd done to him. He too did it repeatedly until I could feel my boner was wet with his warm spit... I began having breathing problems. I took a couple deep breaths and lipped his balls in my mouth and licked his boxers wet there too. The material was tight against his balls when I lightly bit down on the bigger of his two balls ...he squeezes my nuts harder and I bit down on his ball real hard and he went "umph!" and let go of my nuts..
We continued licking each others boner with long laps until our underpants were saturated with saliva....dripping with warm spit. Jimmy reached in my wet boxers' slit and pulled out my whole package.... my balls went in his mouth and he tongued them and sucked on them till I had to stop licking him because all my attention was centered on Jimmy licking and sucking my wet nuts..... I moaned and reached down to rub Jimmy's hair and then grab some of it and pull....he continued to lick and suck on my nuts and he started to jerk off my wet boner. I said "Don't Jimmy, I'm going to cum" He stopped the jerk off but kept sucking and I came anyway...real nice four or five spurts...and then nice ooze out the pee hole and covered my cock head....... Felt Great!!.. I'm oouing and aahing and going oh oh oh yeah yeah oh boy ..that was great.. I reached down and squeezed my dick to get the last of the cum out...squeezed all the way up my cock to my cock head ..yeah, that felt good too..
I feel Jimmy licking up the cum and I bring my hand up to lick my fingers and glance over to Jimmy's boxers and he's still got the wicket hard bone going for him...yum yum I pull down his boxers to just catching them under his balls and the whole package is uncomfortably held up by the stretched tight waist band...Jimmy grunts and I suck on the head of his cock and tongue it for maybe two minutes and I taste the precum and hear Jimmy begin to pant out some groans and moans of his own.
With my mouth full of saliva I take all of his hard cock in my mouth till the head hits my throat. I haven't yet been able to over come the gag reflex so I can't take him into my throat yet so instead I do nice loose, wet lipping up and down his boner. I'm bobbing my head up and down till I get dizzy.....it's worth it though as I taste some more of Jimmy's special brand of precum. Jimmy began holding my head with both hands and saying "suck it harder, suck it harder" I think to myself 'there's no pleasing some people' .... I take hold of his boner and begin rubbing the head of his cock firmly all around the inside of my cheek ...he's like "Oh christ...oh god damn oh! oh! oh! I'M CUMMING ...and he was right about that. Nice creamy cum it was too, delicious !And I'm not just saying that...... it was delicious!
After a few minutes of Jimmy twitching and breathing hard he scooted up to his pillow and we got all tangled up together and enjoyed that for a while. We kissed a little and then talked some about the 69 because we both thought it an interesting subject. Telling each other how it might have been even better if I did this or he did that. We know we're not perfect and we are always trying to improve... what can I say, it's our hobby..
We're killing time and enjoying ourselves just being lazy in bed. But inevitably we are going to get around to that little itch called sex. And sure enough Jimmy finally got there and said "You are looking so hot and cute Donny, I really, really need to fuck you" I said, "Yeah, that is what we started out to do 5 or 6 hours ago before that bad nurse caused all the trouble". He said, "Hmmmmm, yes that true. Let's see if the problem has been resolved" and he wet his finger and stuck it up my ass just like he'd done at 8 o'clock this morning. "Well, that so called 'bad nurse' seems to have completely cured you." "After almost killing me" I said right back to Jimmy.
Jimmy didn't pay any attention to that comment.... he was busy getting some lube. I wanted him to fuck me in bed and he had no problem with that. He said he wanted to do a real, nice tight 'control' fuck and I swallowed a gulp and said "Sure." My dick started to get hard. I like when Jimmy just takes me over and does what he wants; it gets me hotter than almost anything.. I'm a tiny bit submissive...perhaps a little more than 'tiny bit' even.....
Jimmy fingers my ass for a few minutes while we do some sweet kissing and I quickly get a full blown boner. Feels good too, nice and tight and stretching for more. It makes me take in some air and rub it some. He gets between my legs and puts an arm behind each of my legs just below where the knees bend.....he shows me his hands with the fingers spread and I spread the fingers on my hands and we interlock fingers. He leans down on my chest, pulling my legs down along side my chest and pins my arms flat on the bed. My legs are bent at the knees and my feet are sticking up in the air or either side of Jimmy. With him laying on my belly and chest, my arms pinned to the bed; well, I can't move and my ass is stretched tight. My hole, full of lube is pointing up toward the ceiling. Jimmy licks across my mouth and puts his tongue in to lick my tongue......my boner and his boner are side by side and twitching between our bellies. I feel helpless but very hot. Jimmy is in a kissing frenzy and I have to concentrate to keep getting air in my lungs and I gotta use my nose for that because my mouth is filled up with Jimmy...
I'm over stimulated by Jimmy's kissing and turn my head a little to get my mouth out of the line of fire and he begins long licks on my neck below my ear. Same spot over and over and I want to move but he has me totally immobile. I try to move anyway but can't...Jimmy can however, and he does...he moved his hips so that his hard cock instead of laying on my stomach is now pointing down behind my ass....I pant and wait for him to put it in me.... he surprises me though by dragging his cock up my crack and passed my hole. He pushes it under my ball sack and continues to use his boner to push my balls up on my own boner. His cock is so hard it's crushing my balls against my boner and I squeal as fire crackers explode in my nuts and the hit of pain rushes up from my balls and at the end of the high pitched pain is that tiny pleasure thrill. He jabs my nuts with his hard boner 8 or 10 more times with similar results and it leaves me gasping for relief ... except I don't want him to stop.
He does stop though and back to the kissing and licking ....he has me saying his name now..Jimmy...ah Jimmy in between kisses but he pays no attention and if he said "What?" I don't know what I'd say anyhow. His cock is off my cock and moving back to my asshole where the head is pushed in just a little bit...we're both sweaty, particularly behind my legs where Jimmy's arms meets my thighs and holds them against my chest...I really would like to move but my attention is on my ass waiting for him to push his cock all the way in.. I need it inside me now.
Jimmy's face is red and his eyes are real bright, his lips are parted and he's panting some...two drops of sweat drip off Jimmy chin onto my face and I blink.. Just then he drives his cock all the way in me and holds it there. I start to scream out but Jimmy leaned down to my face and covers my mouth with his opened mouth; his lips sealing everything out...or in. His nose seals off my nostrils and I struggle but can't move. I feel tears running down both sides of my face as I try to move Jimmy off my face. He pulled our hands from either side of me head up tight against my head to prevent it from moving. Jimmy and me are both about the the same smallish size but he's stronger than me.
When I was sure I would pass out he pulled his open mouth away and cool air streamed all around and I took a long breath and realized that the pain from Jimmy's penetration was gone. Jimmy had distracted me from the pain by...... trying to smother me? He had his famous smirk on his face as he started humping me slow, but quickly building up to rapid....my balls were vulnerable and every third or forth thrust squeezed one nut or the other...if my hand was free I'd pull them up and out of harms way.
Now that my head is free I'm rolling it back and forth saying "my nuts, my nuts. Jimmy, my nuts". But he knows that to me it feels good too.. soon enough Jimmy moves up on his knees a little and lets go of my hands. He holds his hand out indicating that I should keep my hands where they are and for some reason I nod my head 'yes' and leave my hands where he wants them.... out away from my body.
He pulls my legs up against his chest and I put my feet behind his head and Jimmy does fast hard thrusts until I yell out and cum on my stomach..fireworks go off behind my eyes and I shout words from some language other than English ..just babel... He is still pounding my ass with his eyes shut tight!! I felt like a rag doll but I kept the position Jimmy wanted me in and I felt gooood all over. The rush is almost too much to handle and the first stream of cum I shot out burned the pee hole coming out..it was all a mixture of pain and pleasure, but pleasure was the overwhelming sensation. I LOVED EVERY SECOND.
Jimmy hasn't cum yet and he moved my legs to either side of him and pushed them flat against the bed and his thrust into me were very deliberate and followed by an extra 'umph' when he's in the farthest to try to get in that extra half inch. With each thrust my ass lifted up off the bed a little.. after my climax I was relaxed and really enjoying getting laid without the sex clouding my mind..it feels so good and I love to watch him when he climaxes in me which he was getting close to doing... when he starts uttering sounds and words ...Usually fuck yeah .. oh yeah .... fuck yeah..... he is getting close. To finish off he gets on his knees and sits on his ankles then pulls my ass up on his thighs a little, holds me there with a hand on each hip and I tighten my sphincter to the max. Jimmy using all hip action plows away very fast and cums within a minute. He is doing his yelling and the cum is splattering around as each thrust in and out pulls or pushes his cum onto my ass cheeks...
I remember thinking "Damn it's over already" but I knew sometime tonight we'd get to go again.
Jimmy collapses on top of me and I rub and lick his sweaty head and hug his sweaty body. He smells and taste so good!! After a while when he has his breathing under control he says "If it wasn't for that so called 'bad fucking nurse' this wouldn't have been possible". I said "I can't believe you're still going on about that god damn screwed up enema etc...etc all in good fun....the .day started out bad, but was definitely turning out quite nicely.........What a great memory that is....we talk about that about once a month. It gets funnier and hotter with each retelling.
Donny Mumford
PS Someone emailed me that my stories are always about "childish or twinky " situations and why don't I try more adult gay erotica. Maybe others think the same way. Well, I'm barely out of my teens (six weeks or so) and what I know about is pretty much twinky stuff. Also I just tell true stories and I try not to embellish so they may not be as 'hot' as other writer's stories. I hope the younger guys can relate and that older guys can remember 'when' and enjoy the stories too. Jimmy and I are just two lucky kids living our dream and making the most of it we can..........