This is a work of fiction. All characters are over 18 years of age.
It was the 70's, free love was still a thing, grass was way illegal, and people trusted some politicians. A different time. I had two broken arms from an accident and was in the hospital, just before my eighteenth birthday. Bummer, as we said back then.
My friends and I had made plans, just beer and tunes, maybe a little weed if anyone could score. Not gonna happen now, and even worse my family could and did come to my room to celebrate. When you were eighteen how much fun did you have with your family on your big day? That's what I thought. It dragged on forever, ugh.
Finally they all left. I was worn out and fell asleep for a while. When I woke up it was dark, the hospital was quiet. And I had to piss something awful. I rang for the nurse, hoping I'd make it until the bedpan arrived. The woman who came in a few moments later was not my usual night nurse, an older woman who's name I forget. Who I got that night was Ann.
I was too busy at first with my micturition to notice much other than she was younger than what's-her-name, by a lot. Once my bladder was empty and I could focus on other things I took her in more thoroughly.
Ann was mid twenties; to me at eighteen she already seemed older, more sophisticated. She was around five seven, a good figure, short dark hair under her white cap. She was standing closer than the other nurses did, intent on her task, which at the moment was wiping down my penis. In the soft lights of the night shift hospital she looked very lovely to me; I started growing in her hand.
I'm sure this wasn't the first time this had happened to her; she smiled and looked up at me. "Someone's awake," she whispered. Her reaction was unexpected, to say the least and I just got harder and harder as she held me. Soon I was fully erect and her hand gently squeezed my cock, I moaned and threw my head back on the pillows.
"John, I see your family was here today, it's your eighteenth birthday today, right?" She was still whispering, still holding my dick, still smiling at me. I thought I might be dreaming. "It's just terrible, being stuck here on your big day, huh?" As she was talking her hand started sliding up and down my cock. It felt incredible. I never wanted this to end.