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How My Sexuality Began Part 1
Because of these incidents during a span of about 1 year, my life has been changed. This is the root of my fetish for nurses and the care they provide.
It all began when I was just reaching puberty. My parents were not wealthy by any stretch of your imagination. My dad worked long hours, and my mom worked to make our lives a little more enjoyable.
It was late in the school year of my 8th grade. The flu was rampant and of course I caught it. I was so sick and couldn’t go to school. Dad had left for work, and mom was scheduled to go to work too. She called work and told them the situation. She called the doctor and he came over that afternoon. He confirmed my flu and prescribed rest and lots of fluids et al.
We lived in a high rise apartment building, not luxury, just basic living accommodations. My mother knew that one of our neighbors was a R.N. and went to see her. (I’ll call her Marie)
When mom came home, she said that Marie would be looking in on me routinely until I was feeling better.
The next day mom went to work and said that Marie would be in to look after me later, and that she has a key to let herself in.
About noon, I heard the key in the door, and the door close. She called out my name (Roger, for this story) and I responded with my location.
Marie came into my small bedroom. She was about 24 – 25 and had been a nurse for about 5 years. She was stunning in her starched white nurse uniform. The skirt came to just above the knee. Her white stockings and comfortable styled shoes topped out her uniform. The top of her uniform was form fitting with a zipper closure. It was open to the middle of her chest; revealing nothing. Very professional looking! She carried a small bag which I suspected were her medical instruments. I remember seeing her on several occasions in the hallways of our building. She was a very nice woman.
She sat on the edge of the bed and said that she had just gotten off from work.
She began asking me questions about my flu symptoms. I told her all she wanted to know.
Then she opened her bag and removed her stethoscope and sphygmomanometer. She took my blood pressure and listened to my heart and lungs. My heart was racing and when she was done, she looked at me a just smiled a wry smile. She then took my temperature, orally.
(My pubescence was just beginning so I was a little excited to say the least.)
She said, “Calm down, no one is going to hurt you. I’m just here to make sure you are ok”. “I know you are excited, it’s nothing to be upset about.
“Is there anything I can get you before I go?”
As sick as I was, I had naughty thoughts, but said, “No”.
She made sure I was comfortable and left. As she was leaving she said that she would be back tomorrow, earlier in the day, because she was off for the next 4 days. I said OK.
I was feeling a little better and as all pubescent boys started fantasizing about Marie and stroked my cock. I was going at it pretty good when I heard the key in the door. I quickly stopped and tried to will my erection to go down.
Marie called out my name as she entered the apartment and then my room. OMG!!! She was dressed in a white nurse’s uniform which was tighter than yesterdays. The zippered top was open down to her breasts, revealing just a hint of her lacy white bra. The skirt only came down to her mid-thigh, just below her stocking tops. She was wearing white stockings again (mmmm) and today she had white high heels on. So much for my erection to go away!
Again she sat on the edge of the bed and as she did so her skirt rode up revealing stocking tops. AND her perfume was intoxicating and exciting.
She removed her stethoscope and sphygmomanometer and thermometer.
“Wow, “she said. Your BP is very high. And your heart is racing like a race horse.”
“What has you so excited?”
I couldn’t say anything. I was too embarrassed!
She took out the thermometer, and I opened my mouth to receive it. “No not this time, I need a very accurate reading. Turn over.” As I did, Marie saw the bulge in the covers. “OH, I see what the problem is!” She said with a big smile on her face. “No matter, we need to get a temperature.”
Marie got some lubrication from her bag and lubed up the thermometer and my hole. I think she enjoyed lubing my hole, because she spent a lot of time there.
“Just relax, the thermometer may feel a little cold, but it’s ok”. She slowly pushed the thermometer into me and twirled it around, and pushed it in and out. It really felt good, and I had a hard time lying flat. I had to raise my hips to keep my dick from stabbing the mattress.
“I see you have a hard on” she said. “That’s ok, I’ve seen them before”.
“Let’s get your evaluation finished and we can talk about it then.”
“You seem to be getting better. But I think we need to get rid of the toxins in your gut. I’ll be right back.”
She left and shortly returned with a red, 1qt enema bag. ”This should make you feel a lot better”.
“I want you in the bathroom to avoid any accidents on your bed.” My erection was sticking straight out. Marie put her hand behind my neck and guided me to the bathroom, all the while looking down at my dick. Her perfume continued to arouse me and it sure kept me hard.
Once in the bathroom, she had me kneel down with my head on the floor and my butt in the air. She hung the enema bag from the shower curtain rod and then I heard her snap on a pair of rubber gloves. I then felt her finger again lubing up my tight hole. She was teasing my asshole with her finger, gently pushing it in and out until I was relaxed enough to take the enema nozzle. “MMMMMM what a good little patient you are.” While she was “working” my hole she every now and again managed to touch my hanging balls. That sent waves of excitement through me. (I must tell you that my cock is 7.5” long and my balls are very large)
When I was ready, Marie slowly slid the enema nozzle into me, and she released the flow of water. While I was taking the water, she rubbed my ass, back and stomach. I was beginning to feel full, and said so, but she said, “Just a little more” then you have to hold it.
She continued to rub my back, ass and belly and managed to tease my cock with her hand.
She encouraged me to do what she said and finally the “ordeal” was over. She had me sit on the toilet and the water et al gushed out of me. The release of the enema felt good, and when I noticed her, I saw that her zipper was now open to her belly, and I could see most of her bra and breasts. They both were beautiful.
Marie helped me clean myself up and I followed her to my bedroom.
She cleaned up and packed her equipment, tucked me in and said to rest. “I’ll be back again tomorrow.”
“REST”, how can I rest with this hard on? When I heard the door close, I kicked down the covers and begin stroking myself. I was thinking about Marie when my cock exploded. OMG, what a mess! I cleaned myself up and fell asleep.
At dinner, mom asked me if Marie was looking in on me and taking care of me. I said that she was. Mom was glad.
Because of these incidents during a span of about 1 year, my life has been changed. This is the root of my fetish for nurses and the care they provide.
It all began when I was just reaching puberty. My parents were not wealthy by any stretch of your imagination. My dad worked long hours, and my mom worked to make our lives a little more enjoyable.
It was late in the school year of my 8th grade. The flu was rampant and of course I caught it. I was so sick and couldn’t go to school. Dad had left for work, and mom was scheduled to go to work too. She called work and told them the situation. She called the doctor and he came over that afternoon. He confirmed my flu and prescribed rest and lots of fluids et al.
We lived in a high rise apartment building, not luxury, just basic living accommodations. My mother knew that one of our neighbors was a R.N. and went to see her. (I’ll call her Marie)
When mom came home, she said that Marie would be looking in on me routinely until I was feeling better.
The next day mom went to work and said that Marie would be in to look after me later, and that she has a key to let herself in.
About noon, I heard the key in the door, and the door close. She called out my name (Roger, for this story) and I responded with my location.
Marie came into my small bedroom. She was about 24 – 25 and had been a nurse for about 5 years. She was stunning in her starched white nurse uniform. The skirt came to just above the knee. Her white stockings and comfortable styled shoes topped out her uniform. The top of her uniform was form fitting with a zipper closure. It was open to the middle of her chest; revealing nothing. Very professional looking! She carried a small bag which I suspected were her medical instruments. I remember seeing her on several occasions in the hallways of our building. She was a very nice woman.
She sat on the edge of the bed and said that she had just gotten off from work.
She began asking me questions about my flu symptoms. I told her all she wanted to know.
Then she opened her bag and removed her stethoscope and sphygmomanometer. She took my blood pressure and listened to my heart and lungs. My heart was racing and when she was done, she looked at me a just smiled a wry smile. She then took my temperature, orally.
(My pubescence was just beginning so I was a little excited to say the least.)
She said, “Calm down, no one is going to hurt you. I’m just here to make sure you are ok”. “I know you are excited, it’s nothing to be upset about.
“Is there anything I can get you before I go?”
As sick as I was, I had naughty thoughts, but said, “No”.
She made sure I was comfortable and left. As she was leaving she said that she would be back tomorrow, earlier in the day, because she was off for the next 4 days. I said OK.
I was feeling a little better and as all pubescent boys started fantasizing about Marie and stroked my cock. I was going at it pretty good when I heard the key in the door. I quickly stopped and tried to will my erection to go down.
Marie called out my name as she entered the apartment and then my room. OMG!!! She was dressed in a white nurse’s uniform which was tighter than yesterdays. The zippered top was open down to her breasts, revealing just a hint of her lacy white bra. The skirt only came down to her mid-thigh, just below her stocking tops. She was wearing white stockings again (mmmm) and today she had white high heels on. So much for my erection to go away!
Again she sat on the edge of the bed and as she did so her skirt rode up revealing stocking tops. AND her perfume was intoxicating and exciting.
She removed her stethoscope and sphygmomanometer and thermometer.
“Wow, “she said. Your BP is very high. And your heart is racing like a race horse.”
“What has you so excited?”
I couldn’t say anything. I was too embarrassed!
She took out the thermometer, and I opened my mouth to receive it. “No not this time, I need a very accurate reading. Turn over.” As I did, Marie saw the bulge in the covers. “OH, I see what the problem is!” She said with a big smile on her face. “No matter, we need to get a temperature.”
Marie got some lubrication from her bag and lubed up the thermometer and my hole. I think she enjoyed lubing my hole, because she spent a lot of time there.
“Just relax, the thermometer may feel a little cold, but it’s ok”. She slowly pushed the thermometer into me and twirled it around, and pushed it in and out. It really felt good, and I had a hard time lying flat. I had to raise my hips to keep my dick from stabbing the mattress.
“I see you have a hard on” she said. “That’s ok, I’ve seen them before”.
“Let’s get your evaluation finished and we can talk about it then.”
“You seem to be getting better. But I think we need to get rid of the toxins in your gut. I’ll be right back.”
She left and shortly returned with a red, 1qt enema bag. ”This should make you feel a lot better”.
“I want you in the bathroom to avoid any accidents on your bed.” My erection was sticking straight out. Marie put her hand behind my neck and guided me to the bathroom, all the while looking down at my dick. Her perfume continued to arouse me and it sure kept me hard.
Once in the bathroom, she had me kneel down with my head on the floor and my butt in the air. She hung the enema bag from the shower curtain rod and then I heard her snap on a pair of rubber gloves. I then felt her finger again lubing up my tight hole. She was teasing my asshole with her finger, gently pushing it in and out until I was relaxed enough to take the enema nozzle. “MMMMMM what a good little patient you are.” While she was “working” my hole she every now and again managed to touch my hanging balls. That sent waves of excitement through me. (I must tell you that my cock is 7.5” long and my balls are very large)
When I was ready, Marie slowly slid the enema nozzle into me, and she released the flow of water. While I was taking the water, she rubbed my ass, back and stomach. I was beginning to feel full, and said so, but she said, “Just a little more” then you have to hold it.
She continued to rub my back, ass and belly and managed to tease my cock with her hand.
She encouraged me to do what she said and finally the “ordeal” was over. She had me sit on the toilet and the water et al gushed out of me. The release of the enema felt good, and when I noticed her, I saw that her zipper was now open to her belly, and I could see most of her bra and breasts. They both were beautiful.
Marie helped me clean myself up and I followed her to my bedroom.
She cleaned up and packed her equipment, tucked me in and said to rest. “I’ll be back again tomorrow.”
“REST”, how can I rest with this hard on? When I heard the door close, I kicked down the covers and begin stroking myself. I was thinking about Marie when my cock exploded. OMG, what a mess! I cleaned myself up and fell asleep.
At dinner, mom asked me if Marie was looking in on me and taking care of me. I said that she was. Mom was glad.
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