Braces in a hotel part 1
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The latest CD of "Red Hot Chili Peppers" pounded through the headphones. Matt's eyes were closed. He wasn't tired, it's just that the last three weeks had been spent on his back and the ceiling hadn't gotten any more interesting. Three weeks since the snowboarding accident. Two weeks since the operation. One week since he got home. AARRRGGGHHH! One little jump, alright, one really big jump. Shit. He'd seen the x-rays. One broken arm and shoulder currently in a cast from his shoulder to his wrist and a broken ankle, two metal rods, eighteen screws. Ahhhh. That fuckin' itch was back.
Right at the top of his leg, right where his balls rested against his thigh, it itched. Fuckin' itched like hell! Matt reached down with his free hand but he came up just short of the spot. The cast was too restrictive. He strained to stretch his arm longer. SHIT! Someone was touching his leg. Matt's eyes flew open and he started. The jerking of his body was painful.
"Ow - FUCK!"
"Oh God, I'm sorry Matt. I didn't mean to surprise you. I'm sorry. Are you OK?"
"No. I'm not OK." As the wave of pain passed Matt looked at his guest. "Oh hi Diane. You just surprised me, I thought I was all alone. I'm alright." Diane was a year older than him. Gorgeous rather than cute, about 5' 7", lean but with nice hips and shoulders. Girls with broad shoulders were very attractive to Matt, and as a member of the swim team Diane certainly had them. The baby-T she was wearing accentuated her round breasts. Her bare midriff was flat and... WHOA, when had she pierced her navel? Sweet.
"I came by to see your sister. I heard you moan. Your eyes were closed." Diane gaze up and down the body of her teammates little brother. Well little in label only, at 15 years old he was now over 6 feet tall. Diane's gaze traveled all the way to his toes and then slowly back up. As it returned she paused at his boxers, the flap was slightly open and a lump of flesh was just visible in a nest of curly blonde hair.
Matt noticed where Diane was looking. He could feel blood flow into his cock. There was movement in his boxers. There was a corresponding movement in Diane's shirt. As her nipples hardened they cast long shadows across her shirt.
Diane knew she should look somewhere else, but she couldn't. She'd always thought that Matt was cute. The lump of flesh in his boxers was moving and growing. She felt her face begin to flush, her nipples were tingling as they pressed against her t-shirt. She regretted not having worn a bra, she knew her arousal was obvious. A heat began to grow deep inside her. She could feel herself become wet. She told herself to stop looking but she couldn't.
The movement in Matt's boxer was causing them to tent up. The opening was being stretched further. Diane realized that Matt's cock must have been pointed down his leg when it was limp. Now that it was hard it had lifted the leg of his boxers up. Standing where she was she couldn't see the head of it.
Matt was intensely conscious of what was happening. He now had a raging hard-on. It was his first erection since the accident. I guess I'm getting better. There was a charged current of sexual tension in the room. The fact that she was staring at his erection was an even greater turn-on. Matt wanted to touch himself so badly. He groaned in frustration.
Diane was startled by the sound and flushed with embarrassment. Oh my God, I'm staring at his penis. Looking up she saw Matt's glazed eyes staring back at her, a mouth slightly open and breath softly panting.
"Are you in pain Matt?" The expression of desperation that answered her question emboldened Diane. "Is it your ankle or your leg that's hurting? I could rub it if you want me to."
She turned a brighter shade of red as she realized the double meaning attached to her words. Thoroughly embarrassed and wanting to leave but unable to Diane moved slowly to the foot of the bed. "Would you like a foot rub Matt?" Not waiting for his answer she began to rub his foot softly.
Matt was startled by the look in her eyes. Diane's eyes were glazed the pupils dilated to nearly black. He saw her mouth move but hadn't heard a word, she simply chewed at her bottom lip. When she moved to the foot of the bed he panicked for just an instant fearing she might leave. When she grasped his foot he exhaled a most satisfied moan. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh."
Diane smiled at the sound. A movement caught her attention and she lowered her gaze to see what it was. Diane was staring straight up the leg of Matt's boxer shorts. Oh my God. It's so big. From Matt's two blue eyes Diane was now staring directly into his one-eyed monster thingie. It's twitching! She felt slightly disoriented. She was trying to think, but she just couldn't quite focus. A clear drop of fluid formed at the bottom of the unblinking eye.
Matt was entranced as Diane chewed on her lower lip. God she's sexy. Matt was panting now. He was suddenly aware that it had been weeks since he had last cum. This for a guy who had jerked off every day if not more often. He heard his voice ask, "Could you rub higher up, it's been a long time. Diane please." His cock was as hard as he'd ever felt it. Maybe it was because it was confined in his boxers and he couldn't adjust it for comfort. "Please. I can't reach it." Diane walked slowly from the foot of the bed to his hip. Diane looked into his pleading eyes and reached out.
Diane's hand slid calmly into Matt's boxers and grasped the hard shaft of his cock. It's so hot, so hard. With her other hand she adjusted his fly and pulled his cock free. Her right hand was wrapped around the base of his shaft. She wrapped her left hand above her right. The purplish head of Matt's cock stuck out above her thumb and index finger. A fresh clear drop of fluid appeared at the slit, a gentle squeeze of her hands caused it to grow and then slide down to rest against her skin. She counter-rotated her hands as though gently wringing out a cloth, a very delicate cloth.
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