Patient at the End of the Hall
(Fb, oral, ped, cons, first)
Edited by Lance Vargas
"Have you been in 418?" she asked me at the station.
I know I looked confused because I could not think of a reason why the charge nurse would ask me about a room not on my rounds. I've been an LPN at University Medical for almost a year since my graduation, and I've always tried to anticipate what my supervisor might need, but now I was at a loss.Thinking I may have overlooked orders I quickly scanned the board.
"Uh, it's anaphylactic. Are they ok? Peanut?" I asked with a hint of confusion but showing that I had a grasp of what might be going on.
"Yeah, he's fine. It was a bee sting, actually," she said casually rearranging charts.
"Oh wow, so he's staying overnight?" I replied still feigning interest but hoping she would get to the point of why I should be in there.
I grabbed the chart for 418 and scanned it.
"Do you want me to take 418, because I have four beds on the North wing, but I think I can manage..."
"No, I don't want you to handle it, but you might just want to," she said with a smirk.
I saw it was a person named Joseph Anderkenn, white male and DOB... what? Twelve years old? Now I was really confused. Why did she want me to visit a kid? Was he scared? I have no special skills with children. And I've never really shared that much of my personal life.
Of course, as the new kid on the block, I've had my fair share of hazing and fun at my expense from the more seasoned staff on here. And of course, as a young woman, I get a lot of teasing not only from the older nurses but the male orderlies. I don't want to sound immodest, but I've been asked out by most of the single men on the unit and a couple of married doctors as well. I refuse to mix my professional with my personal life.
Was I being hazed here?
"So what's up with Mr. Anderkenn?" I asked Erin.
"Yeah, that's one way of saying it," she laughed. "What might be up! Hah hah! Let's just say that the stripes will get a real surprise if they give him a sponge bath."
Now I was really confused. Did the child have a deformity? Why else would a candy striper be surprised. I've never seen Erin joke about a patient during my ten months here, so I was really at a loss.
"Erin, just tell me, ok? I'm not sure what you want me to do." I pleaded.
"Lighten up, Krissy," she smiled. "It's nothing bad. It's just that. Well, the little boy isn't so 'little,' if you know what I mean."
Then it hit me, and she laughed at the surprised look on my face.
"Ohhhhhh," I exhaled.
"Yeah, the kid is blessed. I came into the room with the cart when they were putting him into his gown. And don't you tell a soul, ok? I wasn't looking but I just caught a glance, and I swear I didn't believe I saw what I thought I saw. I'm not into kids at all, but I had to make sure there wasn't edema in his scrotum from the sting. So I had to check."
"I asked him if he was OK, and if his bottom hurt. He said no, so I just point-blank asked him if it was always this size. He turned beet red, but he nodded yes. And then it started to swell a bit. I couldn't believe it! I haven't told another soul, but you have to see it."
"Why me?" I laughed still thinking this was another prank on the new girl.
"Because you're the youngest on staff, and you might, well, appreciate it more. So, let's just say you're temporarily assigned 418. For evaluation. Ok?"
"Uh, ok. Wait! You want me to check out a 12-year-old boy?"
"Hah! You make it sound bad. No, I just want you to see something you have probably never seen before. But it's ok if you don't want to. I just thought I would share."
"No, it's ok." I had to admit that my curiosity was more than piqued. If it was a prank she would get a good laugh and the floor would know that I was a goober. But if what she was saying was true, well, I guess my feminine curiosity just needed to be satisfied.
"I'll take 418 for tonight," I said.
"Well, he's just in for tonight for observation. He's doing fine with the epi. Just watching his vitals. He'll be released in the morning. But it might be good if he's clean when he goes home. And the stripers won't be in until 8. I think he might need a sponge bath before your shift end.
So she was asking me, a licensed practical nurse, to give a patient a sponge bath at the end of my 12-hour shift before 7:00 a.m. Right. I wasn't thinking about the deformed boy. I was thinking about my professional life, and this was outside of the call of duty. But she was my charge nurse so I had little choice.
"Go and check on him and say hello," Erin said handing me the chart.
I didn't respond but took the chart and walked down to the end of the hall on the West wing.
Last door on the left was cracked open slightly. I saw the flickering light of the television, and I quietly rapped on the door. A small voice croaked "come in."
I peered around the corner and the cutest young man looked completely surprised at me and perked up and tried sitting up in the bed.
"Hi, I'm Krissy. I'm your nurse for tonight. Do you need anything."
He tried talking, but nothing came out. I think my blonde ponytail threw him a little. And there's one thing I know about young boys is that they are suckers for a pair of breasts. All of the other nurses wore sweaters on the floor. I preferred just my whites. But of course, D cups in white have an effect on some patients, especially males. And specifically on Mr. Anderkken because he couldn't look me in the eye.
"Are you ok? Do you need some juice or a snack?"
I finally managed eye contact.
"Um, no. I'm ok." he stammered in a breaking voice indicating an onslaught of puberty.
"OK, I'll be checking on you throughout the night. How is your wrist?" I asked just to prolong the visit a bit more. My other four rooms were sleeping peacefully, so I was comfortable staying a bit longer. Or was I hoping against hope for a reason to look under the sheets?
He lifted and shook his wrist for me. "It's ok. It doesn't hurt or anything. I guess I was more scared than anything."
"Yeah, I hate bees and wasps, too. I always run away when I see them. I bet you can run fast."
"Heh heh, yeah. I play baseball so I run a lot."
Good. He was getting comfortable with me.
"I bet your good at it." I said somewhat dreamily.
"Yeah, I'm ok. I bat like 400."
"Wow!" I said having no idea what he was talking about, but he sounded proud of it.
"So how old are you, Joseph?" I asked while scanning the chart knowing full well that he was twelve. But he actually looked a couple of years older.
"I'll be thirteen in three weeks" he replied excitedly.
"Wow, a teenager! What's the first thing you'll want to do when your a teen?" Don't know why I asked that, but the conversation was pleasant.
"Probably get a real girlfriend," he said matter-of-factly.
That response shook me a bit. "A REAL girlfriend?" I asked.
"Yeah, you know, not like in middle school, but a real one that I can go out with and kiss and stuff."
I smiled at him and said "And stuff?"
His cheeks were beet red again and he didn't respond.
I finally took charge and put down the chart and said "OK, let's check out things."
And I went to the bed and began to turn down the sheets. He lifted his arms to accommodate me not even asking what I was checking.
"So where are your folks? Didn't anyone stay with you this evening?" I asked more for my information than his. I didn't care for overnight visitors anyway, but was kind of surprised that a boy would be left alone in the hospital. I felt his legs from his ankles up for any swelling.
"Well, Dad was on a business trip and Mom had to say home with my little brother..."
And he quickly shut up when I lifted his gown and I saw his arms and legs get rigid. I looked at his crotch and... HOLY SHIT! Erin was right! That was the largest penis I had ever seen in my entire life. I have dated 250 lb football players with a lot smaller package than this little kid.
I felt like such a pervert, but I swear this child was deformed. Yet it was a perfectly formed penis but just two or three times a normal sized one!
I estimated it to be between eight and nine inches in length but much wider than my wrist. I hoped I hadn't gasped out loud but I'm afraid I might have. Or maybe my gaze was having an effect because it looked as if it were coming to life.
I lowered his gown and lifted the sheets, straightening them out around him.
"Everything looks good," I said trying to temper my excitement.
Again he couldn't respond. After all a pretty girl had just seen all of his junk. He was probably seeing stars.
The movement beneath the sheets was very noticeable, and I could tell he was getting agitated at his inability to control it. I smiled at him and told him to get some sleep.
"I'll be back later to check on you, ok?"
He nodded his head, and before I turned to leave I glanced at the bed and saw would looked like a fireplace log under the sheets.
For the first time I felt a twitch between my legs, so I knew I had to exit quickly.
I made quick rounds to my other charges and returned to the nurses' station. Erin was busying herself with necessary paperwork, and asked without looking, "Been in 418 yet?"
"Um, yeah. I just did an eval."
She slowly turned in her chair to look at me with such an evil smile on her face.
I bent down quickly to her and whispered quickly, "How can a little boy have such a big thing?"
She threw the charts on the desk and quickly scooted toward me saying "I know! He's hung like a horse! Or two horses! Shit, if I were a teenager again I'd probably rape him."
"Erin!" I screamed incredulously. "How could you say such a thing?"
"Because that big thing is probably going to go to waste for another three or four years. I don't know why I said that."
She moved her chair back and grabbed the charts. Without looking my way she said, "you know, it would be nice if he knew how to use that thing before he hurts little girls. Just saying. He probably doesn't know anything but his own hand."
I couldn't believe what she was inferring. Did she mean that she should teach him how to please a woman with his penis?
Then she looked at me and raised her eyebrows.
"Me?" I almost screamed. "Oh, no way. Nuh uh. I don't need a man that bad."
"Oh, come on, Kristen. I'm not saying marry him, but that young man has a handicap, and if he's not trained in using something like that he could seriously injure someone."
"Did you see how big it was?"
"Well, of course I did. I told you I was there when he was admit...."
"No, I mean fully erect."
"WHAT? YOU DID NOT!"
"Well, as a matter of fact I did. But he was under the covers. Still they didn't cover it up."
"Yeah, he got a look at your boobs and BOING!"
Just then another nurse came into the station, and we immediately shut up.
I went to the other end of the desk to complete my charts. Erin came close to me.
"Just saying that he might need a bath at 4 a.m. I can cover until 5."
Then she walked away, and I was left to mull over what she was saying. An hour bath? An hour? Holy cow, an hour? What did she think I was going to do? Oh no, she expects me to... no. Yes, she does. Ohmigod. Do I even want to? It's so big. It might even be too big for a grown woman. Oh, but... oh this is bad. I don't know if I can do my job like this."
Three hours later I was still thinking about it, of course. I had been in his room twice since and he was sleeping both times. But the large prominence under the sheets was quiet evidence of what lurked beneath.
It was 2:00 a.m. and I peeked in once again since I heard movement. He was still sleeping, but his hand was busy! Oh my, I don't know if I ever saw any boy or man play with himself, but young Joseph was rubbing himself in his sleep. I was mesmerized. I know there's no way he could reach his hand all the way around it, but he was rubbing with the palm of his hand. I couldn't estimate a size under the sheets, but it really did resemble a log.
My groin ached and I felt myself getting wet while watching him. I finally managed to tear myself away from the show. For a brief moment I wanted to make sure whatever dream he was having to come true. But I finally regained my professionalism and left the room quickly.
At four o'clock I took vitals in two of the rooms and brought the charts back to the station.
Erin was there with another nurse. She was a contract so I didn't remember her name; Pam I think. Without looking at me I heard Erin say "Kris, stripers won't be in until 9 and 418 is being released at 8. Could you make sure he's cleaned up before release? I'd rather do it before rotation, too. So if you're free right now."
The other nurse didn't raise an eyebrow, but I knew she was thinking "that new girl gets all the crap. Poor thing."
"OK," was all I said. And I went to housekeeping for towels and a sponge kit.
I was so nervous walking down the hall I almost fainted. I was light headed and couldn't believe that I was going to do this. In fact, I didn't give myself a chance of going through with it. Just give him a bath and get out.
Tap. Tap. "Hi, are you awake?"
"Huh? Uh yeah, I guess." he mumbled rubbing his eyes.
"'They' want me to clean you up before you are released from the hospital."
"Huh, ok. What time is it?"
"It's 4:11. Did you want to sleep some more?"
He saw me standing there with towels and a sponge. Then he woke up!
"Uh no. It's ok. What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to give you a bath, if that's ok with you."
"Yeah, I guess. I mean, do I have to go in the bathroom?"
"No, I'll do it right here in the bed. Is that ok?"
"OK. Uh, how are you going to do that?"
"Well, first we have to take this off," I said reaching for his gown.
He tentatively pulled at the ties and finally managed to fumble it off. Of course, I stared right between his legs. His penis laid there like a lounging cat, and I swear I saw it breathing.
I turned to fill the basin with warm water. Then I returned to his bedside and wet the washcloth.
"We'll start with your face. Is the water too hot?"
"No, it's fine," he said closing his eyes allowing me to steel another look at his cock. I knew it would start growing, and it was. I estimated him to be fully erect before I even reached his stomach.
I dried his face before going on to his arms and chest. I took my time washing his chest rubbing slowly and somewhat sensually. Somehow my conscience was not screaming at me for seducing a pre-teen. I think it's because my conscience saw how big his dick was.
"Oh, I'm splashing all over the place," indicated some small drops of water on my blouse. I nonchalantly unbutton my blouse like it was part of the sponge bath routine. Now my cleavage was fully exposed to him, and it was on.
There was no way the child could become any harder than he was. But I fully expected him to be much more embarrassed. He stared at my chest without a single hint of shyness. I guess he figured turnabout is fair play.
"Are you ok with me like this?" I asked in a somewhat sexy voice.
"Yeah" he kind of laughed. "Your chests are really big."
I laughed to myself but didn't respond. I had to maintain my professionalism, you know.
I washed his stomach constantly rubbing underneath his penis that extended past his navel.
I moved the cloth to one side of his groin and then the other. I know I was teasing him mercilessly, and I figured I would go in for the kill.
"Joseph," I asked as professionally as I could. "Has your penis always been this large?"
"Uh well, yeah, I guess so. I mean it's been big since I was 8 or 9. It just grew like that."
"Does it hurt you at all?"
"No, it doesn't really hurt."
"But sometimes when it becomes erect like this it begins to ache?"
"Yeah, sometimes when it's really hard."
"Uh huh. OK. So, it finally just loses its erection."
"Uh what?"
"I mean, does it just go down by itself." I knew that it probably never went down without some kind of assistance.
"Yeah, I guess."
"Have you ever had a seminal emission?" I asked remembering the textbook term.
"A what?"
"Have you ever ejaculated semen from your penis?"
"Uh I don't know..."
"Have you ever cum?"
"Oh! Oh yeah, I mean yeah, once or twice."
Once or twice an hour I'm thinking to myself.
"Yes. I was wondering if you had or not." Here comes the bullshit I had been formulating in my head. "I was afraid some of the bee serum might have made its way to your scrotum and we would need to express it before you leave."
I finally made firm contact with his cock and he was shaking like a leaf. He was definitely not circumsized, but his glans was not fully exposed. So I pulled his skin all the way down and examined the huge purple mushroom before me.
"You definitely have a large penis." I cooed.
"Uh hum" he was stammering.
"I don't think I've ever seen one larger."
"Oh."
He wasn't going to be in control much more.
"It's just so long and just big!" And I pulled and squeezed his dick hard. That was it. He began to spasm and cum began to shoot everywhere. He was moaning and groaning so loudly that I was afraid others would hear.
Semen flew as far as the head of his bed and some landed on his shoulder. I placed my hand above it to contain it. Well, he certainly had balls to match!
When his spasms finally subsided I said "Well, that's what the doctor ordered all right. We're going to have to clean you up again."
He never apologized or even said anything. He just laid there and let me wash him again.
I looked down and was very surprised to see that he was just as hard as he was before he came.
"Do you feel better?"
"Yeah. A lot."
"Did you like that?"
"A whole lot?"
"Do you think you could do it again?"
"Uh huh! Yeah, I could."
"OK, but we need to do it different."
"What? What different?"
I stepped back and began to take off my blouse.
His eyes grew wide.
I reached behind me and slipped off my bra and released my breasts.
I heard him moan and reach for his dick. He began to stroke himself up and down.
"Don't get too far ahead of me, ok? Do you want to touch me?"
"Oh hell yeah."
It sounded funny to hear a kid say hell yeah, but there was nothing funny about that giant hard cock he was holding.
He felt my breasts with one hand rubbing all over them.
"They're heavy," he said.
"Yeah, but probably not as heavy as that thing you got down there. Joseph, I have to ask you a question. Have you ever had a girl play with you like I just did?"
"No ma'am."
"So no woman has ever made you do that before."
"Well, I mean, my mom did it like that one time. But I was little like 10."
His mom fondled him to orgasm? Oh my! That was just weird. But then again, what in the hell was I doing?
"But not another girl or a friend."
"We'll, some of my friends... sometimes... we...."
"But not a girl."
"No ma'am."
"So you've never played with another girl like you're playing with me."
"No ma'am. Am I ok?"
"You're fine, Joseph. But I want to show you something."
"What?" And he looked at me worried.
I unsnapped my skirt on the side and carefully removed it.
I put my hands in my panties and looked at him "Joseph, I'm going to show you how to act around a woman with that thing. Are you ok with that?"
"Yes ma'am," he said while still stroking his dick up and down.
With that, I pulled my panties completely off and stepped out of my shoes.
We were now both completely naked and he stared intently at the blonde patch between my legs.
"You might have to get out of the bed. Can you come in the bathroom?"
He jumped out of bed so quickly that his cock smacked me in the leg. He was tall for a 12-year-old, and for some reason I didn't feel as weird seducing a kid anymore.
He followed me in the bathroom and I turned around an immediately held his penis in front of him.
"OK, I'm scared you might go off too quickly, so can I take care of something?"
"Uh yeah, I guess." I knew he was puzzled, so I quickly got down on my knees and stroked him a little bit before trying to swallow his head.
"Oh Miss Kris, oh, oh" he started moaning as I tried fitting his huge member in my mouth.
I felt his hips start to thrust towards me and held him tightly before he choked me.
And then he let loose. I felt a volley of semen hit the back of my throat and swallowed. Oh, young boys taste real good I thought to myself. He continued shooting in my mouth until I felt his erection erode slightly.
I released him from my mouth and stood up.
"Oh, you're such a good boy." I smiled.
"You swallowed it?" he asked wide-eyed.
"Yes, and you taste delicious. Are you still hard?"
"Uh yeah," he grabbed and showed me his penis.
"OK, I want to show you something else."
I took his hand and put it between my legs.
"Feel that?"
"Yessss."
"Good. That feels good, just keep rubbing right there."
He was rubbing me with one hand and stroking himself with the other.
I finally took over stroking him and he withdrew his hand.
"OK, stick your fingers right here.. OH! Yes, right there! Ohhhh that's wonderful."
He bent down making me release his penis, but he kept thrusting into me. I saw him trying to look down there so I leaned against the lavatory and spread my legs for him. He looked enthralled examining me.
Finally, I couldn't take it anymore.
"Joseph, stand up. Quick."
He did and I took him by his shoulders and stood him in front of me.
Then I grabbed his fully erect cock and guided it towards my vagina. I watched his face intently as his penis touched my lips. His eyes fluttered half-closed, and I fed more of him into me little by little. I had to readjust myself often to try to accommodate him. I was no virgin, but he sure made me feel like one.
I cannot believe I was initiating this big dick into the joys of sex, and almost immediately I wondered if I would ever get this chance with him again.
He couldn't get far in, but he was far enough in to get the idea to go back and forth.
Thankfully he was lasting longer than he had before. I knew he had a hair trigger that had to be defused, but I hope two cums would temper him. They did because I was lost in dreamland as he plowed more and more into me. I felt his hands on my breasts soon followed by his mouth. He was having his way with me, and I was not going to stand in his way.
When he had more than half in me, I was getting a feeling for a change. So I said "wait a minute." And I pulled him out. I saw the sad face and said "No, just wait. Watch."
And I turned around facing the lavatory, my back to him. I bent over and said "Come here."
He moved forward and I felt his knob poke my butt. I reached between my legs and grabbed him guiding it towards me.
He had no problem continuing where he left off. I felt him go deeper and knew I wouldn't last.
The tingle started, and I knew I was going to be out of control in less than a minute. Never in my life have I had an orgasm from penetration, but this would be a night for first times for both of us!
I felt that massive rod passing back and forth across my clitoris and then hit my G-spot just right. And that was it. I heard the moan starting from my diaphragm and make its way out of my mouth. It was continuous and the volume increased as he continued thrusting. Finally, I lost my vision and felt myself floating in the most wonderful space as the fuse lit in my groins traveled to my brain where it exploded. I grabbed the lavatory with all my strength and clamped my butt cheeks.
I heard a noise behind me, like a squeak, and then I realized it was Joseph who was cumming himself. He continued thrusting until he slowed and finally was still.
After what seemed like hours I finally laid across the lavatory, and I heard Joseph fall back on the toilet.
"Are you ok?" I asked behind me.
"Uh huh," he gasped.
I turned to look and saw his erection was now half-wilted and losing height fast. It was slick with cum, both his and mine.
"Joseph, we need to get you back in bed. Quick get in the shower with me," I commanded.
I washed him from face to toe, and then tended to myself. As I was rinsing off I felt two hands come from behind me and grasp my breasts. I smiled.
"Thanks for the help. I always need help with them," I joked.
He laughed too. He groped and tugged, and then I felt the stiffness in my butt.
"Joseph, we have to hurry," I told him, but I wasn't sure what we had to hurry.
He answered for both of us.
I felt him bend down and his giant knob pushed my lips apart. I reached down and guided him in again. I was powerless to resist.
I heard him grunt as he renewed his thrusting in and out, and all I could do was hold on to the shower head as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through me. I tried my best not to get my hair wet, but when I felt him push deeply and begin to cum I was powerless against my own immense orgasm that it triggered.
Three more thrusts and he became still. I was gasping for air as the shower poured over my head.
We finished washing without another word spoken. I got dressed and changed his bedsheets. Then I dressed him in a new gown.
"Just like a guy," I thought as I saw him fall asleep before I could pull up the sheet.
I looked in the mirror and tried to pull my soaking wet hair back in a ponytail. I passed my hands across my blouse in an attempt to straighten the wrinkles. Then I gathered the supplies and left the room.
I avoided returning to the station until Erin walked away. I checked in and then grabbed a brush from my purse.
I remember seeing a hair dryer in a patient's room. So I sneaked in and borrowed it, something I could never imagine doing, but then I've never done a lot before this evening.
Everything was back in place when I met Erin again. She asked how everything was, and I answered "fine."
She said "Even 418?"
"Of course," I said without turning to look at her. She never pried further.
I noted the pediatric allergist making rounds an hour later. Then I saw the discharge orders on the desk before the ward clerk scooped them up to process.
Later that morning as I was rolling the med cart back to the station I heard another nurse say "That's her right there."
I looked up and saw a nicely dressed lady walking quickly toward me, then I looked behind her and saw Joseph dressed and sitting in a wheelchair. I became nervous as the woman approached, and I began to take a somewhat defensive posture as she began to speak.
"You're Krissy, right?" she asked.
"I am," I answered nervously, "May I help you?"
"Oh no, dear, I just wanted to say what wonderful care you gave my little boy, and I wanted to show my gratitude..."
As I saw her reaching in her purse I quickly stopped her "Oh no ma'am," I responded, "I can't."
She looked at me with the large wad of bills in her hand and said "I wish you would. Joseph said you kept him such good company last night when he was scared. That's such an awful nice thing for you to do. I know there are so many people you need to take care of."
I looked at Joseph and saw a smile on his face.
"I swear it was no trouble at all. He's such a little sweetheart that it was my pleasure," I assured her.
"Very well," she said. "Thank you so much again."
I saw the boy wave as the orderly wheeled him to the elevator.
"Kept him company? Hah!" a voice behind me chuckled. "My pleasure!" Erin laughed again and walked away.
I began to laugh a little to myself. I knew at some point Joseph would find the note I left in his shoe with an address and phone number.
After all, the boy wasn't finished with his lessons.
� 2016 by Lance Vargas.
Readers' Comments
Great erotic tale. I like how you handled the nurse who, at first, is reluctant because of Joseph's age but just can't resist the delights of such a magnificent cock on one so young. That slippery slope awaits us all. I feel sorry for teachers both male and female who view the parade of budding bodies before them; or moms and dads who must watch their sons and daughters grow into sexual beings right before their eyes. That's what makes this so appealing. And I agree with another writer; I would like to see Krissy and Joseph's mom working in tandem to really torment the soon to be teen. Perhaps Krissy has some interesting toys to use on young Joseph to enhance the experience for her and Joseph's mom...and maybe a little for Joseph...very little. Great story with so many possibilities.
I used to be an orderly in a small town hospital and can vouch for some of the sexcapades that take place in patient rooms. Enjoyed this tale.
Would love to see a sequel where Joseph has a threesome with Krissy and his mom.
Very hot, love how she's shocked by the size of his cock and can't resist it.
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