©2010 by Ron Den (Special thanks to Kirk for editing my story.)
(M/F nc, oral hospital nurses penile erection problems)
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Morris Crinshaw sat in his office and read the report concerning the young man in room 319. As the chief administrator for the Greenville Hospital, it was his job to be aware of all that went on in the most modern of all of the city's hospitals. He read about the patient:
Name: Michael S. Robertson, Age: 35, Hair: brown, Weight: 175 lbs., Height: 6 ft. Status of patient: In a partial coma, having overdosed on Viagra. He can respond to sounds but cannot move or speak. He has developed a PRIAPISMIC side effect, and, although his body is semi-paralyzed, his penis has remained in a fully erect state. To complicate his condition, his semen output has tripped and MUST BE DRAINED every 6 hours or he will develop another condition known as: "Azure Testeses" or "Blue Balls" a most painful and potentially terminal condition."
Morris re-read the last paragraph and didn't know if he should laugh or curse!
"A permanent hard-on? Blue Balls? My Gauddddd! What a mess! The poor guy!" Morris thought.
Then he remembered the nurse that was constantly on his mind, the blond with the big tits and the fine round ass. Her name was Mona Darlington, a nurse that he had hired about a year ago, the one he had to talk to in his office about her two top buttons being left undone on her uniform. Any other woman he would never have noticed, but Mona, with her magnificent 36DD sized boobs bulging out in such a swelling mound of eye popping, mammalian wealth, was causing a disturbance among the male staff. She was constantly giving Morris an embarrassing hard on whenever she passed him in the halls or was in his office for over a minute or two.
He remembered well the day that she sat before him, clad in the tight white nurse's uniform with her deep blue eyes, full pouting red lips, and that Marilyn Monroe look alike face! Her blonde hair was pulled back in a French twist adorned with the white nurse's cap. He eyed her long shapely legs encased in white shiny nylons. Her round bubble butt was begging to be held, and then there was those two full, thrusting, mouth watering boobs.
They were man magnets that drove him wild as she maneuvered about the hospital. They bounced just so, advertising to him and everyone else that they were firm to the touch and heavy but yet not drooping. He wondered if the tips were pink or brown? He wondered how they would feel in his mouth? How would her nude, warm body feel under him as he pressed his stiff member, balls deep into that steaming muff? He could imagine her screams and moans of delight as he made love to her all night.
"Who am I kidding?" he muttered to himself. "She would never be under me. I didn't have a chance of ever getting her in my bed or even in the back seat of my Caddy!"
Morris had seen the young doctors drive off with a smiling, laughing Mona on many occasions, and there were many other handsome men in her life. He was sure of that. The only advantage he had was that he was her boss and this little bit of information. Near the bottom of the report he saw this note: Nurses assigned to patient Robertson are: Ally Cummings, Norma Peters and Mona Darlington.
It would be advantageous for Morris to keep an eye on Nurse Mona and the activities in room 319. The words "must be drained every six hours" kept running through his mind and who would be doing this? He had never heard of this patient's condition - permanent erection?
"My Gaud, that would certainly come in handy if I ever had a date with Mona!" he chuckled at the thought.
Then he saw the letter reminding him that the Hospital Director and a team of people would be touring the building today, an inspection team of damn busybodies!
"Just when I thought I might have some time with that sexy female, they have to come and mess things up!" Morris grumbled to himself as he finished up the mess of papers and mail on his desk.
Three floors up in room 319 Nurse Mona was being introduced to a new piece of equipment. Head nurse Angie McMasters was taking the object out of the cardboard box and showing it to the three young women.
"This is probably the only time you will ever see one of these, ladies. The patient's condition is very rare and usually this never happens. This is a 'Vaccu-Jack' pump!" She said, holding up a large, clear plastic tube-like item.
It was closed on one end and had a red plastic hose running from its tip to a black box, the electric pump unit. Mona thought it looked like a large hot-dog with tubing.
"This part will go over Mr. Robertson's erection, and, after his sperm is detected and begins to ejaculate, you switch the pump on and it will draw off his excess build-up of sperm!" the head nurse explained.
Ally, a slim brunette, spoke up.
"One question, Miss McMasters, how do we get the patient err his sperm to be detected? How do we get him to ejaculate, I mean? After all he is in a coma, right?"
"Ladies, you all are women with some sexual experience, I assume. Just do the same thing that you would do with your boyfriends on a date!" she said with a straight face as she headed for the door.
The three young red-faced nurses were speechless as they stood close to Mike Robertson's bed with his nude body covered with a single white sheet. His huge erect cock created a most prominent "Tent pole effect" which left them in awe.
"Oh by the way, Miss Darlington will have the first six hours of duty today. You others have been assigned to follow her. Check the duty roster at the nurse's station," the head nurse added as she left the three young women to contemplate their fate.
They stood there with their mouths agape. They had so many questions that were left unanswered. They were literally left holding well not the bag but the 'Vaccu-Jack.'
The other nurses left, whispering to themselves and glancing over their shoulders at Mona, holding the plastic "Hot Dog" and standing by the bed looking lost. A card that had been given to Mona read: "Patient must be relieved every six hours. The next SDP (semen draining procedure) should be administered at 9:00 AM."
It was 8:55 AM now. She had five minutes to go. Mona was biting her lower lip and her heart was speeding up as she moved closer to the bed and began to pull the sheet down. Mike Robertson was on his back, face up, eyes open, staring at the ceiling. His breathing was regular, and the only other sound in the room was the steady beep-beep of the heart monitor coming from the device set into the wall next to the bed.
Mona pulled the sheet pulled all the way down to his ankles. She gasped when she saw his monster size cock which was now prominently erect, standing at attention. It was absolutely huge with a large purplish-red head. It throbbed and strained upwards as Mona eyed the engorged blood vessels that ran the length of his shaft.
