Healing Hands E2 | My nurse turns me on when he bathes me

Everyone is over the age of 18

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They needed to keep me at the hospital for a couple days for X-rays and more tests. After two days at the hospital, I started to reek.  As a bulkier guy, I tend to sweat a lot as it is, and to have my accident mid-workday meant I didn't have a shower after. I smelt myself as soon as I woke up. 

When my nurse Toby came around again, I asked him if I could have a shower after breakfast. 

“Well, I wasn't going to be the one to tell you that you stink.” He does his cute little laugh. Toby’s boyish looks have grown on me, and I think he probably has a tight chiseled body under those loose green slacks. 

Since I've told him that I'm gay, it feels as though he's more open to flirting with me. It's like he has let his guard down, and his natural mannerisms come out when he's talking to me. There’s no way he’s not gay too.

The way he touches my biceps when he takes my blood pressure feels like more than work as well. In my experience, that’s how the twinks like to hint to me that they need to get dicked down hard. I would be more than happy to let him find out what I can do for him.

“Come on, big guy.” He motions me to sit up then he helps me over the showers. “You sure you don't want a female nurse to help you?” 

“Never been naked in front of one and don't plan to break records today,” I grunt as I step into the cold tiles of the shower. 

“Just bones, right?” Toby undoes my gown from the back. Taking it off, I turn around to expose myself completely to him. 

I like the way he's looking at me. I've always loved twinks who have that hunger in their eyes like they’re already imagining what it looks like when I’m on top of them. I watch him as his eyes scan my big chest and thick waist, and I don’t miss his quick peek below the waistline either.

I think he's going to enjoy this. 

The jet of warm water on my skin relaxes me and I hang on to the bar as he sprays me down. I know he's taking a good look at every part of me as he wets my skin, and I let him do it unabashedly. No boys ever complained about Papi before and I don't expect for him to be the first one. 

The water turns off, and Toby says, “I'm going to soap you up now.” 

“Mmm,” I hum with my eyes closed. Seconds later, his suds-covered hands touch my chest and scrub me gently. From there, his hands spread to my shoulders and pits. His touch is soft, but the pressure he uses to clean me feels perfect. He focuses on one arm at a time, stroking and massaging my muscles with the soap lubricating the contact

He's enjoying himself, isn't he? 

I've gotten no privacy to jerk off since being admitted in the hospital, so this sensual touching is turning me on. When he bends down to get my lower half, he's met with my full erection in his face. 

I see him looking at it, and I'm almost sure he's fantasizing about getting a good dicking from me. But he stays professional, soaping up one thigh then the other. He suds up my legs, leaving just my ass and groin clear. 

“You're going to miss the important part?” I flex to make my dick bounce in front of him. 

With a sniffle of humor, he grabs the soap bottle and dispenses a line of soap on the length of my hard shaft. Looking up at me, he grips my slippery shaft and twists. That motion creates bubbles that he uses to spiral up and down my length. 

I purse my lips as I breathe sharply at the sensation of his two hands feeling like four sets of fingers. His blue eyes look up at me innocently as he strokes me slowly under the guise of bathing me. 

“I have to do your behind too,” Toby whispers before letting go of my aching cock. He spreads the suds on his finger to my cheeks and rubs, with his face inches from my throbbing dick. 

He wants to suck it. I know that look on any bottom’s face. 

I thrust my hips suggestively closer to his face, but he doesn't open his mouth as I expected. Instead, he looks up at me as his hands enter my crack. 

“Whoa!” I look down at him with a slight shake of my head. 

“I have to clean you up, right?” His sudsy hands rub just out of my crack. I know he's right. 

“Okay,” I say quietly. I close my eyes as I prepare myself mentally. My cock jumps when my hole is touched by someone else for the first time and all I can think about is how 

much

I 

need 

to 

fuck. 

Fuck, that feels good. 

My dick is bouncing again but this time not from my will to do so. His slippery fingers sliding around my hole is making me twitch in front of his nose, like my cock is begging to be touched. 

I don't beg.

His blue eyes watch me carefully, like he's waiting for me to say something before he does what we both want. 

“You like what you see?” I whisper in the echoey bathroom. 

Toby nods silently. 

“Finish doing your job,” I say while looking straight in his eyes. His left-hand grabs my stiff cock and starts twisting again. His other hand alternates between circling my hole and sliding up and down my crack. 

I balance on the beam with my good hand, closing my eyes as I experience the heavenly sensation of being stimulated on both ends. As a top, this was my first time being serviced so attentively. As his hands got me closer, he took breaks to massage my thighs and calves. 

“I want to cum,” I say to him. 

“Shhhh…” he whispers back at me before going back to my cock and crack. 

“Make me cum, boy.” After being pent up, getting closer to busting a 2-day nut is making me forget where we are.

“Shhh…we can't be loud…” One hand twists on my shaft while the other rubs my loosened hole. 

“Cumming…Ohh….Oh….” I contort my face at the unendurable pressure.

The first spasm of the orgasm almost makes me lose my balance, so I grip on to the balance bar tightly while I spurt on his pretty face. His eyes close and his mouth opens, catching the end of my strings of cum on his lips. I resist the urge to moan loudly as he milks the cum out of me with tight twists in the middle of my shaft. 

My eyes were still closed when his hands let go of me. I hear him rinsing his face in the sink, and then he comes back with his usually coiffed hair falling down slightly. 

“Alright, let's finish this.” 

“Papi finished alright.” I sighed with contentment and closed my eyes as he rinsed me of the suds and cum.