Poison Huckleberry and the Student Nurses: Hayley
Prologue: While camping alone in northwestern Montana, Ben accidentally brushed his penis on the leaves of a poison huckleberry bush when he went out of his tent to urinate during the night. Poison huckleberry causes intense itching but no visible rash, and it is not transmissible from one person to another. By daybreak he was in intense discomfort and could hardly refrain from scratching his penis so hard that he nearly made it raw. He quickly drove to a nearby hospital he had passed the evening before, urgently needing relief from the itching. The hospital happened to house a nurse training program.
After being admitted, Ben was given the choice of receiving injections to control the itching, or to have an experimental anti-itch cream applied topically by hand. He opted for the manual treatment method, but had been told by the nurse manager that if he appeared to be too uncomfortable with the manual application, or by the sexual arousal it may cause, he would be switched to injections. The student nurses had been told that if the patient became distressed or complained or became demanding, they were to report his behavior so that an injection regimen could be implemented. So, Ben resolved to pretend to be reasonably comfortable and agreeable, no matter now intense the sexual frustration caused by the frequent manual treatments.
Upon admission Ben had signed an agreement to allow his condition to be used for teaching and educational purposes in exchange for receiving free medical care. Because he couldn’t refrain from scratching during sleep as well as while awake, his hands were restrained by wristbands attached to cords tied to the head of his bed, resulting in his being unable to reach below his chest. To avoid even the slightest abrasion by bed sheets, and to prevent the accidental absorption of his medication by the sheets, he had to be kept unclothed and uncovered, so his genitals were in the open air at all times. For this reason, he was placed in a private room.
At the time of this episode involving Hayley, Ben had been in the hospital for four days and had become extremely horny. Several student nurses rotated duty in applying his treatment every few hours, or when he rang his call button when the itching became uncomfortable. The nurses had been instructed by the nurse manager to not concern themselves with patients’ sexual needs; their duty is solely to administer the prescribed medical treatment. They have also been told to not permit Ben to masturbate, since this would diminish the chemical effectiveness of the drug being applied topically to his penis.
Due to the unusual location of his dermatological condition, which was limited to but extending the full length of the shaft of his penis, the nurse training administrator had a special interest in using his condition for teaching purposes. His presence in the hospital was attracting much attention among the female nursing staff and students, perhaps partially because Ben’s erect penis is eleven inches long.
# # #
Student nurse Hayley was on duty from 11pm to 7am on the night reported in this episode. Ben awoke about 2am, his penis itching intensely, preventing him from returning to sleep. Reluctantly, he pressed his call button. Ben wasn’t sure how much more sexual frustration he could tolerate. He only knew the itching had to be stopped.
Hayley arrived at his bedside in less than a minute. She was 20 years old, medium height and slender build, a sweet temperament, dark hair, white, smooth skin -- and large, soft, stunningly beautiful breasts. Hayley seemed to enjoy putting her breasts on display by wearing half-cup low-cut bras and letting the top few buttons of the blouse of her uniform be unbuttoned, especially when she worked night shift. Ben suspected that she loosened a couple of extra buttons when she came by herself to administer his treatments; when she was accompanied by other nurses, her blouse was buttoned all the way to the top. Despite being something of a tease, she cared deeply for the comfort of her patients.
“Itching getting to you, Ben?” she asked as she squeezed a dollop of the viscous anti-itch cream into the palm of her right hand.
“Yeah, I can’t get back to sleep,” Ben answered. “Sorry to bother you in the middle of the night.” He squirmed from the intense itching of his penis.
“No problem, it’s my job,” Hayley answered, professionally. “I like to help my patients feel better.” Ben’s seven-inch flaccid penis rested heavily on his thigh. Haley picked it up with her slickened hand, glanced at the second-hand of her watch, and began the 60-second treatment, consisting of rubbing the cream into the skin of his shaft with long slow firm strokes. Some nurses applied the cream with their fingertips; Hayley preferred to wrap her hand around it and pump up and down, up over his corona and back down to the base. Ben’s penis quickly achieved its 11-inch erect stature.
“I’m sorry I always get a har . . , er, I mean an erection. But I can’t help it. It’s kinda embarrassing,” Ben said, trying to keep his mind off Hayley’s stroking hand.
“Don’t worry about that at all, Ben. I’m a professional nurse, or at least I will be one soon,” replied Hayley. “I’m only here to administer your medical treatment. Don’t think of this as a sexual situation. Anyway, you’re a healthy young man, and your reaction is completely natural.” She continued the treatment nonchalantly, glancing at her wrist watch to check the time. Thirty seconds to go.
Like the other nurses who administered his treatment every couple of hours, Hayley was secretly intrigued by the size of his member. “I suppose it’s not very professional of me to say so, Ben, but you certainly have a magnificent organ – outstanding, if you’ll pardon the pun! Your girlfriends must have a lot of fun with it.”
“Uh, well, I don’t have much luck with girls,” Ben replied, trying to remain calm while Hayley continued to stroke. “I never know what to say.”
Ten seconds to go. Ben felt an orgasm approaching and tried to remain completely calm and motionless, hoping that Hayley would not notice that he was about to come so he could finally get relief after four days of tormet. Five seconds. Two seconds . .
“There, that does it,” Hayley said matter-of-factly, stopping her stroking only seconds before Ben would have spurted. She kept her first wrapped tightly at the base of his throbbing shaft, feeling it pulse in her hand. “Feels like you got close, Ben. This must be very frustrating for you.” She kept her hand tightly around his shaft, longer than may have been necessary. Ben assumed that she was simply feeling his pulse in a clinical, objective way.
“It is,” affirmed Ben, trying to sound relaxed. “But I’m getting used to it,” he lied. Despite the intense frustration of having his ejaculation halted just before it began, the excitement of being brought to the brink of orgasm by a beautiful, buxom nurse’s hands was more enjoyable that the frustration was unbearable.
Hayley’s voice softened as she wiped the excess medicated cream from her hand, looked from his pulsing penis to his face. “I really wish I could do something for you, Ben. I feel so bad for you. Is there anything I can do to help you feel better?” As she spoke, she leaned toward his face and fluffed up his pillow. The cleavage of the tops of her breasts was directly in front of his face.
Ben could think of nothing but those breasts, but tried to avert his gaze to retain a bit of dignity.
Noticing his struggle to politely avoid staring at her chest, Hayley said, “Ben, I notice you seem to like looking at my breasts. If it would help you feel better, I could unbutton my top so you could see them better. Or would that just make you more frustrated?”
“I would like that. Thanks for caring about how I feel. I really appreciate it. It seems like some of the other nurses just like to torment me.”
