Chapter 9: Hospital – Candy Striping

She answered so fast that it took a second before I said, “I don’t need help, but Emily is sounding like she is going to barf all over the place any second now.”

I hope they make it time.

They made it in time to make sure she didn’t suffocate in her vomit, but that did nothing to stop me from almost puking myself as I heard her from just a few feet away.

Man, she is throwing up a lot. How can she have that much in her stomach?

Emily had finally stopped the dry heaves and then told the nurse she needed the bathroom, like right now. The nurse told her to hang on for one more minute and rushed from the room with the container Emily barfed in. An orderly rushed in to get Emily to the bathroom. He didn’t even worry about her modesty as he stripped as quickly as he could before setting her on the toilet. When she let out a long, loud, chunky wet fart, he quickly got out of the bathroom, closed the door most of the way and left the room.

While Emily continued to see if she could make farts loud enough for them to hear down the hall, the orderly came back to toss Emily’s pajamas into an orange bag. He stripped her bed down to the bare mattress and tossed the linens into the orange bag too. Her bed was wiped down with antiseptic before rushing off with the orange bag. He didn’t come back to remake it.

No wonder my girl cousins always turned on the noisy bathroom fans when they went to take a crap. Drunk college men in bars having farting contests be humiliated by girls and women who could let out loud farts like Emily was doing right now!

I did turn on the TV to a station with an infomercial on about what looked like the super expensive 3D printers. It was available for only four payments of sixty bucks, plus shipping, handling, and courier delivery charge. It barely muted out the sound of Emily’s farts and explosive diarrhea. It sucked when I heard her crying. I closed my eyes and saw her trying her best to lean forward to get the toilet to flush. She didn’t have the energy. Once she did manage to flush the toilet, a nurse appeared quickly.

The nurse told her she should have used the rope to call them instead of trying to do it herself. Emily had to do that the next time. I still had to listen to her cry as she waited for the rest of the stuff inside her to come out. I couldn’t even get up to at least take her a book or sit on the tub to talk to her to distract her.

I have to do something to keep me from going crazy at not being able to do anything to make her feel better or even help her.

Closing my eyes, I started to look around the rooms to check the other kids here. I found most were pretty much healthy. There were a few that I guessed had gotten their tonsils out, a few with red areas where I had my appendix, and one that had a nasty break in one leg. When I was trying to get around to the other side of the ward, I found what must have been Emily’s barf bag. They had a lot in this area, but hers had the specific swirling colors of her chemotherapy. The glowing radiation places were still as bright as they had been when I was killing the cancers in her.

I did find one little girl that had a lot of bacteria around along a place on her stomach. My best guess was that it was where they had cut her stomach open. She had a lot of different hues and shade of the antibiotic energy around the bacteria, but it wasn’t able to keep up. I was about to pull more antibiotic colored energy into her from the vials in sharps containers when it hit me that the doctors would get very suspicious. I did pull in only enough to kill a little more than half of the bacteria. That was enough that the antibiotics in her body now, and up in her IV bag, to help her fight off the infection now.

I was startled into opening my eyes when a nurse came into the room to get Emily. It wasn’t so much her coming in to help as it was her grumbling about having no sheets or a gown to put on Emily. Once she helped Emily wash up, she brought her into the room to set her in the chair near my bed.

“I’m cold,” Emily said in a whisper.

“Now if that doesn’t just top off everything that happened tonight with a crap-filled cherry,” the nurse angrily said. “All night we’ve been out of linens. An orderly was supposed to bring our cart from the laundry. I bet a month’s pay he went on his lunch break. He is the only one on the night shift that has the blooming key to the laundry too. Most of the laundry staff are out protesting a rumor that the hospital was considering having all of the laundry sent out to an external vendor like other hospitals. I don’t even have towels we can wrap around you to keep you warm, sugar.”

From somewhere, I managed to get enough energy to sit up and fight to unbutton my PJ top.

After pulling the covers back and laying my top over the bed rail, I said, “If Emily promises to snuggle up to me and not steal the covers, I think we can both fit in my bed as long as we lay on our sides. My PJ top is huge. It will be like a baby doll nightie for her. She won’t have the matching panties. It isn’t like we have the energy to do things and I didn’t even complain about not having my rubber ducky when they put us in the tub together.”

I don’t even care what anyone thinks about her being naked in my bed with me anyway.

Emily made a faint giggle, nodded to the nurse and said, “Thanks, David, but I think I will just sleep naked so I can feel your bare chest against my back.”

“What? I thought you knew you were snuggling up against my back,” I joked. “I don’t want something poking you all night long that is keeping you from getting to sleep.”

“You are more super than Kelly even said,” Emily told me in a whisper. “I would kiss you, but I am sure I taste like barf. I do have some requirements if we are going to sleep in the same bed. I don’t want your something poking me in my raw butthole. I doubt I will be in the mood until I get a lot more sleep. Still, I want you to get it out of the fly of your pants and pushed it between my legs. Then you are going to put your arm over me to hold my breast as we go back to sleep.”

I think I can do that.

After she managed to lift her leg a bit, I got myself hard and pushed it right up between her legs. Her butt was so small that even my tiny little dick was almost long enough to push out the front. We squirmed around to get me molded to her back and then moved my arm around so that it was on the tit closest to the bed, but with my arm only touching her new scar in one place. Nature seemed to take control of us then. My hips started moving a little back and forth on their own. Soon my dick was leaking pre-cum between her legs. Emily’s hips started trying o get my dick where it would rub her bump. She started adding some hot juices of her own. When she came, I was still rubbing my dick between her legs.

Putting a hand back to stop me, she said, “Give me a minute to fishing feeling better than awesome.”

When I was given the green light to move again, the first time my dick pushed against her clit, she told me to stop again. It was too sensitive.

She lifted her leg again, and I felt her hand on my dick. After the third time she had me push up slowly, I finally got lined up to get in her pussy. Once she got it at the right angle to make her feel good too, I started moving my hips again. Soon my dick was going as deep inside her as we could do from behind. It felt so incredible that I was sure I was going to shoot inside her at any time. I just kept pumping away, trying to cum. She shook at least once and let out a long sigh before I finally pushed in deep to pump my load into her. I never went completely soft, so my dick was like a cork inside her as we got spooned up tightly to go back to sleep.

When someone was shaking us to sit up to get some breakfast, the coverers were now up to our necks. Both of us had even turned onto our backs in our sleep.

We both are skinny as we look. There is still room between our bodies with the safety bars up on the bed.

Kelly appeared as soon as the person that brought out breakfast trays left the room.

“Before you think about eating Emily, we have to get you on the throne to drain as much of David’s stuff out of you and let you pee before we clean you up. They scheduled you for an MRI first thing after what came out of both ends last night. We only have a few minutes and something grey oozing out of you down there will freak them out, and then you will be too sore down there to want to have anything near there for a while. Especially David’s dick,” Kelly said happily.

Well, I am glad she doesn’t sound jealous or bitchy like when she told me I had to eat her if I wanted her help getting off for my semen sample.

Even though Kelly acted like she had seen it all. When a big blob of cum that oozed out of Emily’s pussy, Kelly looked surprised. I saw her staring at Emily’s spread open pussy to watch more coming out as Emily tried to pee.

“Can you give me a bit of privacy, please,” Emily finally said to get Kelly to stop staring at Emily’s vagina.

Kelly was washing my dick off with the wipes when she whispered, “I sort of wished I was your first. I like Emily a lot. I never thought you two would have your first time together.”

What the heck do I say to that? I don’t care if she saw me dick in Emily as I was getting off. I’m not talking about that with her.

“I don’t know if it was the truth or not, but I don’t think you would have been my first even if we did it as soon as I came out of my coma. A psycho doctor said some girls they talked to said they had done it with me in my hiding places. You don’t know me well enough yet. I won’t talk to you about Emily even if she is here talking about us sharing a bed last night,” I told her as softly and gently as I could. “I do know that Emily might die at any time. I only hope that us sharing a bed last night scratched something off her bucket list, you know?”

“Yeah,” Kelly said sadly. “You don’t have any idea how many girls want to fuck you as soon as they can get your dick into them and I mean a whole lot. I was only hoping I could know I was the first.”

Oh, I get it now. Not my first, only the first girl to shag me. Bragging rights.

Pulling her to me to say, “Well none of them even know Emily. She doesn’t go to our school. So you can still be the first from our school, though you don’t even have to be. I won’t tell anyone that we even kissed, much less that you sucked my dick a lot of times to get my sample. They can call me a liar and beat me up if they want, I still won’t talk. So tell them what you want. They won’t be able to call you a liar because one of our stories was wrong.”

I got a big hug, and quick suck on my dick, before she rushed off toward a cabinet. She pulled the curtain all around my bed for privacy and then took off her panties. After adjusting my pillows, she told me that I was going to lick her bump and pussy while she sucked me ready to squirt in the specimen container. I was already shooting my load into the specimen container before I knew it. She was still not there, so I kept licking her bump as fast as I could. It took her so long to get off that she started sucking my dick again. Once I got her off, she moved, so I was licking her hole as she sucked me until she could drink down my spunk.

After she peed and washed her pussy, she was in bed with me feeding me my, and the Emily’s, breakfast. She jumped a bit when I moved my hand over her pussy, but soon I was rubbing her bump again. When she got wet, I started pushing my fingers inside her to get some juices before I moved up to rub them around her bump. I kept her on edge the whole time I was eating and right as she was about to get off, a nurse came in to get the breakfast trays and offer me another if I was still hungry.

“Looks like you can have the full menu of hospital blandness son,” a male nurse said bringing in another breakfast tray. “I have another out here for you if you have eaten everything on your tray. They said I was to ensure you had all you could eat to help you recover your strength as quickly as possible.”

Bring me two or three if you have them! I’m starving. Kelly can go get herself off. I need both hands to eat.

I don’t even remember him leaving as I was staring at the best-looking meal they had ever brought to me when I was in the hospital.

On my tray were two half-pints of orange juice, one of milk, a big scoop of the yellow glop they called eggs, three pieces of bacon, a biscuit, two sausage links, jelly, butter and even a bowl of strawberries. I know I am supposed to eat slowly, but I ate everything except the tops of my fruits, dishes, silverware, and cartons. When the nurse came back by to check if I was able to eat more, I didn’t feel like I had eaten anything, yet. He gave me another tray and said to call the nurse’s station if I was still hungry. According to the clock, it was not even ten minutes later when I was buzzing the nurse’s station to say I finished this tray but was still really hungry. The told me they would see what they could do about that.

Since we now had to wait on someone to get food from the cafeteria, I used what energy I had to push the tray away, roll on top of Kelly, get between her legs and pushed my renewed boner along her slippery meat flap. Once my dick was centered on her clit, I started sliding it back and forth. When she came, I just kept going until I was about to get off. Instead of just squirting all over her clothes, like I wanted to do to get even with her for her attitude the other day, I pushed the head down against her vagina. I let it get as deep as her tiny hole would let me. My dick decided that was perfect and started spewing anything I still had left up into her. I heard the sound of someone outside my room clanking around silverware. I rolled away from Kelly to sit up to eat again.

The candy striper that helped me pee the other day came in with a big cafeteria tray filled with bowls and plates. First, she put down a bowl of oatmeal with cinnamon, sugar, and raisins. Next came an omelet made with bacon, eggs, cheese, spinach, and tomatoes. On the side were two slices of ham, six pieces of bacon, and a bowl of sliced Granny Smith apples. Then I got a surprise! She had a container of warm caramel to dip the apple slices. Before she got out of arm’s reach, I pulled her down to give her a big kiss on the lips.

Instead of a blush, I got a massive smile as she went out to grab a big stack of blueberry pancakes she had them make for me.

Oh, this girl is going to get more than a kiss if I can find some way to run Kelly out of here for a few minutes.

I tore into my food like a Tasmanian devil, only slowing a bit because I had to chew each bite of apple a lot more than everything else.

I am going to have to do some research now. Was it the cum I gave Kelly or my cum leaking out of Kelly that made her quickly jerk on her panties, take a quick look at my bathroom and they hurry out to find a different bathroom? Whatever caused it, the candy striper has a smile on her face now!

As the candy striper came in with two more covered plates, she closed my hospital room door.

She first asked if she could sit on my bed with me.

When I moved around to make it so she could sit opposite of me, she told me, “The nurses said I had overdone it and there was no way you could eat everything I brought up. I bet them you would, so they sent me across the street with some money to buy two supersized Cinnabons. If you ate everything, they were yours. They did say that if you wanted your milkshake, you still had to go get it yourself without using any wheeled carts or chairs.”

I was tearing into the second plat before she even finished. My stomach finally seemed to say it knew there was food in it now. Not that I was full, just that I had something in my stomach. I watched the candy striper staring that the last icing covered bite, so I lifted my fork and moved it to her mouth. She opened automatically. Two nurses clapped, happily, as they said they couldn’t believe I could eat anywhere near that much so soon after getting on solid food again.