Nurse Linda

by Linda

Hi! I'm a nurse at a hospital in Colorado and I believe in giving sexual relief to patients who require it. Most nurses will ignore male patients who get erections during a sponge bath. At first I was a little bit shy when males would get an erection while I cleaned them. I could sense that they were also nervous. One day a young man in triple traction helped me to overcome my inhibitions. My patient was a handsome construction worker of 25. Because of an accident on the job, his arms and one leg were in traction. My heart went out to this robust young man who lay there day after day in pain and unable to move anything except his head and left foot. In spite of his discomfort, he was cheerful and friendly, and I would try and take a few extra minutes to chat with him during my rounds. After a few weeks I noticed that during his sponge baths he began to act uptight and embarrassed. Finally one day he blurted, "I'm so afraid of getting excited when you wash me down there!"

I smiled and shrugged. "It would be a normal reaction," I said casually.

A few days later it happened. The moment I ran the cloth over his penis, it began to stiffen and move. When I lifted it up to get at his scrotum, it became as hard as a rock.

"Oh man," he groaned, "I can't help myself. It's been so long since I had any relief. The way they've got me trussed up, I can't even masturbate!"

"Maybe you'd like me to do it for you," I said gently. He stared at me in shock, trying to figure out if I were joking. He soon found out that my offer was sincere as I took his long, thick penis in my hand. I began to stroke it, gently jerking my fist up and down his erection. As usual during a sponge bath, I had drawn the curtains around the bed. My young patient began to breathe harder, his eyes riveted to the sight of my hand playing with his erect penis. I moved my other hand to cup his loaded balls as my fist tightened around his throbbing shaft.

I tried to get a steady rhythm going, but my hand kept sticking to his taut, knobby organ. I let go long enough to squirt a generous glob of body lotion into the palm of my hand. Once his cock was coated with it, my hand glided up and down smooth and easily. When I saw droplets of pre-cum exuding from his penis tip, I increased the pressure and speed of my strokes.

His penis grew redder and harder in my hand, and his hips began to thrust up frantically. I jerked him even harder as he groaned with pleasure, and a moment later hot white streams of semen spurted from his cock, landing on the towel I had placed at the ready.

"There now, is that better?" I asked while I finished his bath. He was very grateful, and from then on I masturbated him almost every day.

Many of my male patients do cum a lot because their sexual outlets are few and far between. I enjoy "lending a helping hand" to these patients by my method of manual relief, most cum so copiously that I am both amazed and aroused. I hope you enjoyed my sexy story!