The school bell rang. At last! School was over!

Don't take it wrong. I didn't mind school. I actually liked it. I liked being with friends.

The reason I was happy that school was out was because halfway through the day I didn't feel so good. I started to feel lousy right before lunch and when lunch time came around I wasn't hungry. Normally I wished I had more to eat, so I knew I was sick. I managed to make it through the last two classes. I felt very warm by the time the last class got out.

I headed straight for home without hanging around to talk to anyone.

"You okay, Tyler?" Laura asked as I passed her on the sidewalk.

"Yeah," I mumbled, briefly looking back at the short-haired brunette. We were in the same freshman English class.

"You don't look so good," she said, catching up and then walking side-by-side with me.

"I think I'm sick," I said.

"You look like it. Do you have a fever?"

"I think so."

"Do you feel hot?"

"Yeah."

"It's probably a fever. We should check it out."

"I'll lie down until my mom comes home."

"Are you going to be alone?" she said with a hint of dismay.

"I'm okay."

"I'm going to be a nurse when I grow up. I'm already studying and learning. I'll take care of you until your mom shows up."

"What?" I said. What was she saying? I didn't feel well enough to deal with her. I needed to lie down and rest.

"I don't have to be home right away. I'll go over to your house and see if we can make you feel better."

"You don't need to do that."

"I'm going to be a nurse. It's what nurses do."

"But..." I tried to protest.

"You'll be feeling good in no time."

I doubted that.

When I reached my house, I once more tried to convince her to go home, but Laura would not be deterred.

"Let's have you lie down," she said.

That was something I was completely capable of doing without her assistance.

I took off my shoes and socks then lay down on my back. I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep with the hope she would go away.

"I'll go check out the medicine cabinets," she informed.

I didn't respond. I was sleeping! Yes I was!

A few seconds later, I tentatively opened my eyes. She was gone. I was about to sit up when I heard her approaching footsteps. I quickly closed my eyes again.

"Where do your parents keep your medicine stuff?" she asked. "The only thermometer I could find was this old rectal one."

I sprang up into a sitting position. She was shaking the thermometer. No way!

"I'm not using that!" I shouted.

"I need to take your temperature."

"I feel hot so I have a temperature. That's all anyone needs to know!"

"Okay," she said. "Don't get all worked up about it."

Worked up about it? She was talking about shoving that thing up my ass! How could I not get worked up about it?

"Isn't a nurse supposed to do no harm?" I asked.

"That's a doctor and besides it wasn't going to hurt."

How could she know that? It was MY ass!

"Lie back down. We need to starve the fever."

"Isn't it feed a fever?" I said, cooperating.

"Don't get me confused," she said.

I thought it was a little late for that. Laura was obviously a confused girl.

"Just asking," I said.

"Let's get you cooler," she said.

She began to work on my pants.

'What are you doing?" I said.

"I just told you. Getting you cooler. Can you take off your shirt or do you need help?"

'But..."

"I know what I'm doing."

I doubted that, yet somehow I ended up only in my briefs.

The knowledge that I was lying almost naked in a girl's presence caused my cock to stir. I hoped she wouldn't notice.

I wouldn't call Laura a beautiful girl. Her neckline hair was too short for my taste so it made her neck look too long. She wasn't tall and even the shorts she wore didn't help her legs look any longer. She had an average bustline and the clothes she wore didn't emphasize what she had.

Despite all that I still considered Laura pretty. She was thin and slender with a nice waistline giving her a pleasing feminine figure. She had large brown eyes that matched her hair. She had a shapely ass and I had followed it with my eyes several times at school. Laura wasn't a model, but she certainly wasn't a dog.

"Now your underwear," she said.

"Laura!" I protested.

"I'm a nurse."

"Not yet!"

"I will be. It's okay."

"Do you do this to your brothers?"

"I have two sisters. You're sick, Tyler. This isn't playing or whatever it is you think. I'm trying to help you, so you need to do what I say. Are you going to do it or do I have to do it for you?"

"I'll do it," I said reluctantly. I was made even more reluctant by the fact that my cock had fully hardened during the conversation. "Don't laugh."

"I'm a professional," she said.

I pulled my briefs off.

"You're hard" she said, sounding surprised.

That was NOT news to me.

"You can get hard while you're sick?"

"It has nothing to do with being sick," I said.

She stood frozen looking at it.

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

"No, no." She broke her eyes away but ended up looking at it again.

I was a little worried.

"What is it?" I inquired.

"It's ... I..."

I waited to see if she would complete her sentence.

"I've never seen a guy's ... thing before."

"Cock"

"Yeah, your cock. Any guy's cock. When I saw you were hard, I was ... I don't know. I'm sorry. It wasn't very professional of me."

"It's okay." I assured. "You have to see your first cock sometime."

"Yeah, yeah. That's true. Sometime."

"I don't mind that it's mine."

It was the truth. After all my original trepidation of stripping, I was now excited that my cock was the first one Laura ever saw.

"Thanks," she said, looking more at ease.

My fever changed, but I didn't tell Laura. My fever became a fever of desire. I became bold.

I suggested, "Shouldn't you check my body to make sure I don't have a rash or something abnormal?"

"Yeah, you're right."

"You were distracted," I said, giving her an excuse.

She started at my feet. I was ticklish and had to jerk my feet away.

"Sorry," she apologized.

"It's okay." I wished I wasn't ticklish.

She worked slowly up my leg. I loved Laura's touch. My breathing became harder.

I was disappointed when she skipped over my cock and went straight to my stomach, but I wasn't too surprised. She ran her hands over my chest. I had no idea what she was looking for and I didn't care so I didn't ask. I just loved that she was touching me. I was surprised how good it felt.

She looked at my neck and then my face. I playfully kissed her fingertip when she touched my lip, but she didn't react. I stared back into her eyes when she looked at mine. Finally she ran her fingers through my hair and looked at my scalp.

"Roll over," she said.

"You didn't look at my cock."

She stared down at it.

"You need to be thorough. You can't be afraid of a guy's cock."

I shamelessly played her need to be professional against her fears. As much as she was inexperienced with guys, I was equally inexperienced with girls. I very much wanted Laura to touch my cock and I didn't care if it was under the pretense that she was acting in a nurse's role.

"You're right," she said.

"This is good experience for you. Do whatever you need to do except shove that thermometer up my butt."

She laughed and instantly looked calmer.

I watched. I noticed I was holding my breath so I exhaled softly. I tried to breathe as quietly as possible.

"Ssss," I hissed when she took the head of my cock in her fingertips.

"Are you okay?" she immediately said.

"Yeah," I breathed out. "It ... your touch feels good."

"Oh," she said, looking uncomfortable again.

"Sorry. I'm just being honest."

"It alright. I'm glad you're being honest."

"It's best to tell everything to your nurse, right?"

"Right!" she said, smiling.

She brought her face closer to visually inspect it. The feel of her breath caused my cock to twitch in her hand.

"Are you cold?" she asked.

No, it's ... it's your breath," I said, deciding to remain honest.

"You look even warmer now," she said.

I did feel warmer, but it was a different kind of warmth. It was a warmth I only felt when I fantasized about a girl from school or a TV actress while I jacked off with the thought of cumming in her.