| Wearing hospital issued
gloves, I used the plastic forceps that had been supplied
in the box of sterile catheterization equipment, to make a
down ward sweep across the tip of his penis with my
Betadine soaked cotton ball. Then discarding that cotton
ball into the red bio hazard bag I picked up a second
soaked swab and used it to make an upward stroke across
the opening of his penis. Completing the process I
discarded both gloves and swab to my red bag and walked
over to the sink to wash my hands.
"Derrek, I want you to relax this won’t hurt you a bit. You may feel some pressure upon entry of the tubing but no pain", I told him in a reassuring and calm voice. I then donned the kit supplied sterile gloves using standard aseptic techniques and picked up the well-lubricated catheter tubing with my right hand. My left hand took his hardening penis and held it up to point towards the ceiling. I absent-mindedly stroked the length the shaft as I looked down at his face and smiled. "Okay nurse, Derrek said in a apprehensive voice, I’m ready for whatever you need to do to me". I inserted the lubricated tip of the tubing into his penile opening and began to push it straight in. Derrek’s face was starting to grimace at about the same time a flow of clear yellow urine began to flow from his bladder, through the tubing and into the clear plastic urine collection bag. "Just a few minutes and we will be all done here
Derrek. You’re doing a wonderful job of staying still,
thank-you", I told my patient. With the job completed and the biohazard bag filled and closed, I went back to the sink to wash my hands with nice hot water and antibacterial soap. "Well we have the catheter in place, does it feel ok? Is it causing any pain", I asked? "Just a little burning", he said smiling. I ripped a piece of white paper tape from the roll that I carry in my pocket and running the tubing along his thigh, tapped it into place. I looked down to see that Derrek had truly enjoyed the experience as his cock was still standing where I had been holding it moments ago. My hand wrapped around the shaft and stroked it up and down while my other hand busily massaged his large sac. His head fell back and his eyes started to roll back in his head as he let out a groan. His pelvis raised and fell in unison with my hand as his back started to arch. My fingers squeezed his balls tightly, encasing them with my human male chastity compartment. Harder and harder I applied my pressure as louder and louder grew his needy moans. "Oh please nurse, please let me cum. I can’t stand it, it hurts so good", he whined. My fingers held his balls in a death lock and the fingernails from my other hand gently raked the purple throbbing skin of his shaft. Up and down the shaft, they raked as I watch his frustrated agony and discomfort."What’s the matter little man? Does it hurt"? I did so love to taunt and tease him; it was obvious to see that his cock was ready to blow in explosive proportions. "Cum little man," I commanded as I let go of his balls and softly massaged his quivering and engorged cock. Looking into the tubing of the catheter, you could see his sticky gobs of jizz shooting into it. His semen mixed with his clear yellow urine so nicely. I held the collection bag up for him to see; knowing that it would excite him. "Oh my God", he said repeatedly. "You rest now Derrek and I will be back in a little bit to check on you". I turned and walked out of the room, closing the door as I left. Through out the evening I continued to check on him about every two hours, as policy of many hospitals require in the care of the non-critical patient. I noted that he slept soundly and comfortably throughout the night. At 6:00 A.M., I walked into his room, whistling a very happy tune. I walked over to the window and opened the blinds, filling the room with bright morning sunshine. "Derrek, your doctor has ordered for you to have a cleansing soapy enema this morning. Do you have any problem with that or can I set it up for you now"? I questioned. "You’re the boss, he said smiling. I’m just here to get well so you do whatever it is that needs to be done to me", he stated. I bent over to retrieve the enema bag that I had stashed away in the night stands’ bottom drawer. My movements were exaggerated enough to ensure that my white latex nursing uniform had squirmed over my hips. This left my ass cheeks and sex naked and exposed to his vision, as well as the tops of my black fishnet style stocking. I turned my head slightly to see him staring at my moistness, smiling I resumed my chore at hand. The 1500-milliliter enema bag was filled with warm soapy water and the applicator tip of the hose was well lubricated and covered for hygiene purposes. I had the bag hanging from a hook in the wall that was about even with my shoulder height. "Okay patient lets roll you over onto your left side", I said as I helped him in the body mechanics of his roll. Now that he was in place I took the cap off the tubing and inserted in to about four inches in his rectum. The stopper on the tubing was then opened and the sudsy fluid began to flow deep within his bowels. "I realize that it’s hard, Derrek but you must try and hold it all in. Don’t push against the water, except it for the cleansing properties that it will bring you." I could tell by the look on his face that wit h each passing milliliter of fluid it was becoming increasingly more difficult to hold onto. Finally the bag was empty and my patient was obviously full by the bloat of his belly. "Now Derrek, I want to help you get the most out of this enema that you can get." I said producing a lubricated rectal tube. I spread open his cheeks and inserted it where the enema tubing had been. Then I took a large piece of adhesive and tapped it across the tube and his anal opening. "I’m going to blow, he shouted. Oh God, he yelled out loud". "Sh, calm Derrek", was all that I replied. My hands again drifted down to his still catheterized cock. With but the lightest of touch it started to spring back into life. My fingernails teased his ball sac and his cock began to dance. Gingerly I caressed and massaged his organ until his erection was strong and rigid. The patient was beginning to moan and groan from the stimulation being supplied to his cock and the rectal tube that held back his enema tide waters. His teeth were clenching and unclenching as he withered about the bed. I picked up the two alligator clips that I had left sitting on the bedside table and clipped one to each of his pebble hard nipples. Immediately he cried out in pain from the sharp biting teeth of the clips. "Do you want me to stop Derrek." I queried. "No, no, no", he whimpered as he rolled back and forth in the bed. Picking up his cock with one hand, my other hand raised and then came down in a stinging strike across his shaft. Startled he nearly jumped out of the bed, but begged for more. Again my hand raised and fell across his impaled penis. On the third strike he began to shed actual tears from his eyes. "Derrek, are you alright?" I asked. "Please let me cum, please", he cried.
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