Chapter 2

The door opening woke me, and I glance up at the clock. It was just after two o’clock in the morning. The light from the corridor was shut out as the door closed and the room’s light was switched on.

It was Nurse Donna. She smiled at me as she came over to the bed

“Hi Donna, is everything okay?” I asked.

“Yes Zak, everything is fine, thanks,” she said and moved over to the bed. She reached into one of the pockets in her scrubs and pulled out a small tube of something that she placed on the edge of the bed. I was sure that I was not due any medication, so I was a bit taken aback.

“Right, you man, I think from the way you have been stealing glances down my top you’re a boob man” she sighed.

“Oh look, I am sorry” I started to say, embarrassed that I had been caught out.

“Hey, don’t be sorry, it’s nice to have a cute guy paying me attention,” she said with a smile, and she cupped her tits through her scrubs and gave them a jiggle, “I am glad they still get a few looks”

“Well, you’re a very sexy lady” I replied. I thought at the time I had overstepped the mark and she might report me to the management.

“That is very kind of you to say but I am well past my prime,” she told me. That was not true, she was a stunning woman, gorgeous with a very sexy body.

She stroked my face, “you are a very handsome man”

“I am? don’t feel it right now,” I said truthfully, I had looked in the mirror that afternoon and I was looking as rough as fuck.

“Rights let’s see if we can get this problem sorted out,” she said and at the same time, she pulled the sheet off me and held out my hand a hint for me to stand up. For a moment I wondered what problem she was talking about then it dawned on me what she meant, and a smile crossed my lips.

Once I was standing, she turned me around and I felt the clips on the back of my hospital gown being undone and it dropped to the floor.

“Right back on the bed you” she ordered, and I did as I was told

She took my hand in hers and then took the tube and squirted something into my hand, it was a cold, thick liquid.

“That lubricant should help with the motion” she smiled,” And now for some stimulation”

She soon had her scrubs top over her head and then she was shimmying out of the trousers, then was standing in just her bra and panties, she was wearing sensible panties and a lacy bra, a bra that was barely covering her ample titties. I could see her nipples poking through the fabric of the cups. Was it the cold air or was she turned on I wondered for a second or two.

I gasped as she unclipped the bra and her big black boobies were on full show. She had full boobs, capped with huge black nipples. They stood proud on her chest; any eighteen-year-old girl would be proud to have such firm boobs and an eighteen-year-old lad would be mesmerized by them.

“Right let’s see if this little problem can be sorted out,” she said again and lifted her boobs in her hands just inches from her face. On another day in another place, I would have been eager to suck one of those big nipples between my lips. To lick around those big teats, to take them between my teeth and nibble on them.

“And less of the little please, “I said as I slid my hand down between my legs, slowly and gently I stroked my cock as I gazed at Donna’s big back boobs.

She rolled her nipples between her fingers, I gasped and the movements on my cock speeded up. I saw that Donna kept glancing down at my knob. For a good five minutes, we danced the dance. I had to be careful as I still had a couple of stitches in the base of my cock.

She fondled her jugs, and I stroked my cock ... and still, there was nothing stirring

“I am sorry Donna; it’s just not happening” I sighed.

“Look let’s not write it off, “she said with a smile, “Open your legs a little bit wider for me”

One of her hands slipped off her tits and made me gasp as she ran her fingers over my balls, I have always loved having my nuts played with, it was something my ex did to get my motor running but that evening it did not even turn over, not a splutter. She was soon massaging my balls as my fingers stroked up and down my cock.

My eyes were glued to her left hand as it stroked over her big black nipples. They seemed to stick out like wine bottle corks.

“Come on babe, get nice and hard for Donna “she purred, as her fingers traced patterns over the tight skin of my ball bag. At the same time, my fingers danced over my rod, on any other day I would have been erect and ready for action but there and then there was nothing going on downstairs.

My breathing became rapid as her fingertips caressed my cock, running up and down, tracing patterns on my skin.

“Is that nice Zak, does that make you feel good?” she whispered, “Would you like to fuck my big boobs?”

It was obvious She was talking dirty in an attempt to get my engine going, but sadly nothing was stirring downstairs.

“Would you like to bury your big cock in my pussy” she moaned, to be fair she was doing all she could to help me out. Fair play to her, I was sure this was not on the normal NHS agenda.

“Would you like to cum in my mouth and watch me swallow your load” she groaned, she had a sexy voice, and I was sure to any full-bodied bloke it would have made them as hard as a rock but unfortunately it was doing nothing for me there and then.

She reached out and took my hand from my cock and placed it on her right-hand boob, then she started to stroke my cock harder. After a few seconds she reached over and squirted some of the tube’s contents onto her hand, and then she took my soft organ in her hand. Whatever was in the tube was cold and made me gasp, her fingers started to glide over the soft flesh of my cock.

“When your cock gets nice and hard, I am going to suck it for you” Donna groaned.

Up and down, her hand slid, up and down my flaccid cock. My own hand was squeezing and stroking her big full and heavy tit. She had such full boobs.

“Would you like me to sit on your face and suck your big dick Zak?” she asked, her voice was lusty and in my mind’s eye I thought about eating her pussy as she sucked on my todger, the idea was more than agreeable, to say the least.

“Then I am going to sit on that big dick of yours and ride you until you cum deep in my cunt “she moaned, “do you want to shoot your load in my pussy Zak, do you want to fill me with your spunk?

Later I did wonder if she was getting turned on, but at the time I was concentrating on my own issues.

Up and down, she stroked, tracing the patterns of my veins. Slowly and gently, she worked at my dick, up and down her fingers stroked up and down ... up and down. I was willing my willy to work but while I waited breath baited, gazing at her big black titties. Her nipples grew hard as she worked on my cock, so it was obvious she was getting worked up.

The feeling of her soft fingers on my cock was amazing, it had been a while and it is never the same when you do it yourself. You know what I mean don’t you guys?

Her fingers traced patterns over my dick, as she stroked up its length and back down over my tightening ball bag. My cock jerked at her every feather-like touch. She cupped my balls in one hand and gently weighed them. The feeling of her hand on my nuts was like an electric shock, as my nerve endings reacted to her touch.

“Oh, they certainly need emptying,” she giggled, “and when you are up and running, I am going to suck them empty”

Normally a bit of sexy talk would get the motor ticking over but, on that evening, it was not even spluttering, I was willing it to get hard willing it to throb and grow as she wanked me off, but it was in vain.

I watched unable to move as she slowly and methodically masturbated me, at the same time my hand was mauling her tit. My fingers tweaked her nipples, rolling them, stroking them.

Up and down her fingers slid, the tips of her digits black against the white skin of my cock. Slowly and gently, she played with my cock. She made all the right noises, and she did all the right things but still, my dick would not play ball.

There was not a quiver, not a shudder, not a jerk, it just lay there doing zilch, there was bugger-all action going on in the pants department.

Fair play to Donna she worked on me, and she put in so much effort, but it was just not happening. I felt deflated, to be honest.

“I am sorry Donna” I groaned. I could hear the disappointment and desperation in my voice.

“It’s cool let’s give it a few more minutes,” she said, her voice was both soft and caring.

She worked hard for a good ten minutes but all her ministrations went to waste as my cock, just lay there flaccid.

“I am sorry” I sighed; I was disappointed, to say the least. It was a huge worry for me, I might not have been a sex god or a porn star, but I had had my fair share of fun and thinking that my cock might never work again was making me sad deep down.

“it’s cool, trust me there are always ways and means, “she said and smiled down at me, “do you want me to stop?”

“I think it might be the right thing to do,” I told her.

She stopped wanking me but did lean over and kissed me gently on the lips

“Never give up Zak, please,” she said and kissed me again.

“It’s never going to work again,” I said, and I heard the disappointment and pain in my voice. I was genuinely worried about losing the ability to gain an erection, I was hoping to start dating again but what woman would want to date a guy that did not have a working dick?

“Hey never give up, just give it some time” she smiled, but it was a sympathetic smile and wondered if she knew something I did not know.

She pulled the sheet up and covered my embarrassment. Then I watched as she got dressed and washed her hands. I was disappointed that was for sure.

“Trust me, Zak we will get things working downstairs, “she said and leaned over and kissed me gently on the cheek. Then she left the room. I have to admit to shedding a few tears after she had left, the disappointment lay heavy on my mind.