Sex Instruction for Boys

The video carried a title which for certain was a double entendre.

"SEX INSTRUCTION FOR BOYS"

The old man had decided to download the video because its capsule description, understated to say the least, had enticed him more than any other porn flic he'd waded through for the past two hours.

"A knockout nurse and two boys in their late teens. Anything can happen. And does."

He was resigned to the fact that, as a porn flic the action would all be scripted. Play acting. But it excited him nonetheless to imagine the scenario was real. He double-clicked on the downloaded video, and after a few seconds VLC Media Player opened and the scenario began to unfold before him.

A comely actress, dressed in a sexy nurse costume, the hemline barely covering her upper thighs, is alone in a hospital room with two boys, both appearing to be in their late adolescence. The nurse, a long haired brunette, is tall, about five-seven, slender, and long legged. She looks to be in her late twenties.

My God, she's perfect! the man mused. Just the type for this flic. I'll bet she'll sure teach them a thing or two.

Back on the screen the nurse asks, "How are you boys feeling today?"

The two boys, both eighteen, face each other for a moment, grinning. "Good," one boy replies. "Real good," the other echoes. The two boys appear similar in appearance. Both are wearing pajamas, one red and the other blue.

"Did you both get enough sleep?"

"Yeah," Red Boy replies for the both of them.

"Perfect!" the nurse replies. Well, are you ready to begin today's therapy?"

Both boys nod. "Uh... sure."

The man watching the video grinned. Hot-DAMN! Can't wait to see those boys get it on with this one. He chose not to skip ahead to the juicier segments, deciding instead that watching the entire script unfold would better serve to heighten his feelings of arousal. By now his inclination to search for a better video had quelled. He'd already become too absorbed in this one.

Back on the screen, the nurse says, "Okay, then. Let's begin. Which one of you would like to go first?"

Red Boy steps forward, closer to the nurse. "Me."

"Okay, it's decided," the nurse replies. "From now on," she adds, clearly addressing Red Boy, "I need you to do everything I say. Do you understand?"

Red Boy nods obediently.

"Shut the door behind you, please." Her remark is directed at Blue Boy. "I'll need you to wait in the visiting room until it's your turn," she adds.

Blue Boy nods and heads for the door.

Suddenly, the man watching the video bolted upright in his chair at his latest realization. "Two guys still in their teens taking turns with a grown woman, one at a time" he mumbled. "Double the fun."

Alone with Red Boy, the nurse sits down on the side of the bed, then proceeds to kick off her shoes, hike up the hem of her uniform and take her panties down. She shimmies to the center of the bed and lies down on her back, gesturing for Red Boy to join her.

He bolts over to the bed and starts to climb in. The nurse prompts him: "Aren't you going to remove your pajamas first?"

"Why?"

"I want you to fuck me." She pauses, letting her words sink in. "It's all part of your therapy. Those are the doctor's orders."

Red Boy is beside himself. "Doctor's orders!" he echoes, sounding a bit awkward. "Oh yeah," he replies, suddenly taking the hint. He strips off his top and bottom, then climbs into bed alongside the nurse.

Red Boy peeks down at his anatomy. "But... I'm not ready."

"Think about what would excite you the most."

Red Boy appears to go into a trance. Moments later he is seen grinning. "Yeah," he says. "I know. I think maybe..."

"No no no!" the nurse cries out. "Don't tell me. You need to show me."

Red Boy appears to reflect a moment, then repositions himself, lying down on his stomach with his head between the nurse's parted thighs. Simultaneously, both Red Boy and the old man form the same expression of discovery and surprise. "Jesus, would you look at that," the old man exclaimed. "This one's really hairy!" His eyes are glued on the screen as Red Boy reaches forward for the nurse's buttocks and proceeds to bury his face in her furry muff.

And the man watching the video conceded, "That lucky bastard."

Without hesitation Red Boy begins to lick her there, gradually lapping at her like there's no tomorrow. Suddenly he stops, raising his head.

"No! Dammit," the man shouted. "Don't quit now, boy. It's too soon. You've just begun to learn how to do it. Keep licking her."

On the screen Red Boy asks the nurse, "Do you let your boyfriend do this to you?"

"I'm afraid that's not for me to discuss," the nurse replies. "Continue your therapy."

To the old man's delight the boy's mouth and tongue return to the nurse's hairy muff, and he resumes lapping at her feverishly, joined by animalistic groans peppered with an occasional, "Oh yeah."

And the old man mused. Yeah, boy, that's more like it. I need to see you be a real man with her.

Suddenly, Red Boy scrambles to his knees, again positioning himself between the nurse's long legs. By now, his penis is up good and hard, sticking straight out. He grabs for a tube of some kind of lubricant lying conveniently on a table next to the bed, unscrews the cap, squeezes the tube, hastily smearing a generous dollop over the bulbous head and down the entire shaft. Positioning himself over the nurse, he utters in a hoarse whisper, "I'm ready now."

In the space of a dozen seconds Red Boy penetrates and mounts the sexy nurse and immediately begins humping her. About half a minute later, she lifts her long legs into the air. Seeing this, the old man blurted, "I knew it! She's not doing this for him. She wanted the boy to fuck her the whole time."

By now Red Boy can be heard issuing guttural, animalistic sounds while thrusting his hips repeatedly. "Hiiii..... Hiiii... Hiiii..." "Hiiii... Uh, hiiii..." He begins to thrust harder, faster, growing breathless. "Oh, hiiii... oh, hiiii... oh, hiiii... oh, hiiii..."

And the man watching the video called out, this time as though he were the director. "Feels good, doesn't it, boy. Rubbing your dick inside her. Believe me, there's no better way to get off. Wish it was me in there. Do her right for me. Don't wimp out too quickly."

And then the old man acquiesced, watching with envy as the boy continues to give everything his hips can deliver to the nurse. After about another thirty seconds, unable to hold back any longer he pulls out at the last second before delivering long, white ropes of his sticky discharge all over the nurse's abdomen and deliciously dark pubic mound.

"Dammit!, the man shouted. "I hate it when they pull that "cum on her tum" shit. Why the hell couldn't he finish inside her, the way real people do? I don't need to see proof that he actually shoots. I' rather tell by the look on his face." But, sadly, he already knew the reason. He also chastised the boy for not crying out louder during the heat of his ejaculation, the way most men do. "Why the hell does he stifle his own pleasure? Is that supposed to be macho or something?"

On the screen the nurse is seen darting into the bathroom, hastily cleaning herself up with paper towels, then returning to the bed. She tells Red Boy, "That concludes your therapy for today. Will you fetch Blue Boy for me?"

A moment passes while the nurse primps herself. The two boys are at the door. Red Boy is heard to whisper to Blue Boy, "Yum! Wait 'til you get a whiff of her." Blue Boy enters the room. He proceeds to strip off his pajamas, then pads over to the bed to join the nurse. Red Boy disappears.

Blue Boy is seen whispering something to the nurse. Immediately she nods then positions herself on all fours, her buttocks raised. Blue Boy, now on his knees, moves directly behind her, his rigid cock resting on her crack. The tube of lubricating gel awaits, its cap removed. The perspective shifts to one in which the boy and the nurse are viewed directly from in front.

After appearing to fumble a bit, Blue Boy succeeds in mounting the nurse from behind. He grabs her at her flanks and begins to hammer her, doggy style. With the frontal perspective the old man can clearly see the tension mounting in the boy's face, now directly above the nurse's. During his performance Blue Boy cannot resist the temptation to slip his greasy middle finger into the nurse's anus. She winces but does not protest. The action continues a little over a minute before he, too, pulls out and floods her buttocks with his cum, accompanied by long, deep moans of pure pleasure.

This time the old man begrudgingly accepted Blue Boy's open cum shot.

Half a minute afterward Blue Boy climbs out of the bed, looking back at the nurse as though he's just experienced the meaning of life.

Again, the nurse darts into the bathroom, returning quickly, looking respectable once more. "Well, that concludes your therapy for today," she tells Blue Boy. "Get some rest. Watch some TV or something. Don't forget to remind your friend, same time next week." With that she opens the door to the hospital room and disappears into the hallway. The video reaches its end.

The man slumped back in his chair, the scenes he had just witnessed replaying in his head, envious of the two boys for being allowed to have their way with the nurse, even though it had all been scripted. He wished something like that had happened to him during his youth. Watching the action in the video had left his penis erect... harder than he'd experienced in recent years.

Yet he remained rational enough to know none of what he'd just seen was real. It had all been play acting. But the video had served well to inflame him, to rekindle his dormant urges, which is all he was really expecting. To feel alive again, manly, if only for a few brief moments.

And for that the old man was grateful.