I'd been taking a friend to routine treatments at the hospital for a few weeks, several times a week. I'd sit in a small waiting room outside a relaxed department for a few hours, reading a book or my phone. I'm easily distracted, so every time someone walked past the waiting room, I glanced up at them. That's how I saw The Nurse.
I saw him a few days in a row, always wearing black scrubs on his short, chubby frame. He had short blonde hair and a mustache. Late twenties, early thirties, almost ten years younger than me. Tattoos tracking down his arms.
We made eye contact the first day, and every visit after. I had dirty thoughts but kept them to myself, usually throwing fuel on the fire by scrolling through my porn Twitter (my screen safely out of view from passersby). I'd discreetly tug my erection into a less-obvious position, giving it a few much-needed squeezes in the process.
I wondered if he was ever on a way to a piss break, daydreaming about following him a sneaking a peek. Letting that fantasy unfold until I was on my knees drinking his piss.
We'd been making eyes for about a week, but I never made a move because he was always on the job. One day it was too much and I downloaded a few apps on the off-chance that he was also using one. We'd been making eye contact for about a week, but I never made a move because he was always on the job.
Success!
His profile picture included his face and enough of his recognizable black scrubs. I sent him a quick, appreciative message, emphasizing that I wanted to respect the fact that he was at work and looked forward to hearing from him when he was free.
It took almost an hour before I heard back from him. At that point, I was trying to hide an obvious pre-cum stain. We exchanged a few flirtatious pleasantries, but he jumped to a very quick point:
i've got a short break soon. wanna help me get the most out of it by swallowing my piss while I smoke?
Which is, yes, the hottest thing anyone has ever texted me. I'd forgotten about the code in my profile that flagged my interest in watersports.
He told me where to meet him, and then told me that I'd have to follow him to a good, discrete place. That place turned out to be one of the many, many construction sites on the hospital's campus. He was just lighting his cigarette when I came out to the smoking area. He smiled and started walking away as soon as he saw me. We didn't say anything, I just followed him down around the building. I could smell his cigarette as we walked, our pace calm, nothing about what we were doing suggested anything about what we were going to do.
That was until he ducked through an opening in a chain-link fence. No one was around, but the combination of hospital and construction site made the feeling that I was not supposed to be there almost overwhelming. I would tell you that I had doubts, but I didn't.
"A few of us cut through here to get to the parking lot. No one's around this time of day. I don't think they've touched this site in months." He took a drag on his cigarette. Fuck, he was hot. We found a corner of the site with poured concrete walls and a floor, well lit by the afternoon sun by also completely isolated from seemingly everything.
"You're really cute," he said. "Sorry I don't have time for much, but I've been fantasizing about doing this at work a lot lately. I've had a hard time keeping my dick down since you messaged me." He hooked his thumbs into his waistband and pushed them down. His cock and balls sprang out, bouncing before they settled. "Also I've been holding this piss for like an hour--"
