Date: Wed, 19 Oct 2005 20:53:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: Arnold Layne <arnoldlayne69@yahoo.com>
Subject: Little Stud Nurse

Little Stud Nurse
By Bacteriaburger

	I was sixteen when I had my defining sexual experience.  In a
strange way, every sexual experience I've had since then has been an
attempt to recapture it.
	I was sixteen but I probably looked and acted younger.
Nevertheless I knew what I wanted, even at what some would say is a young
age.  I wanted cock, and lots of it.  I masturbated several times a day
thinking about men, forming ideas about what I wanted to do with them.
Pretty much anything and everything was what I'd decided on.
	I'd gone to the doctor that day because I had to give a blood
sample.  Dr. Sulchosky checked me out then told me the nurse was going to
take my blood.  I stood up, the crinkly paper on the bed sticking to my
legs.
	"Just wait here a moment and Danny will come by to take care of you."
	The receptionist was leaving for the day, and the office was nearly
empty.  Danny appeared just as the doctor was getting ready to leave.  My
heart skipped a beat when I saw him.  He was a total little stud.
	"You'll be alright?" Dr. Sulchosky said to Danny.
	"No problem," Danny said.  A grin lit up his face.  He had light
brown hair, buzzed to a smooth, thick fuzz on his round skull.  He was
wearing his scrubs--a blue shirt and white pants.  He was probably about
twenty five years old, short but muscular.  I started to get nervous, and
not because I was afraid of needles.
	"I'll just take care of this young man and then I'll lock up the
office," Danny said.  Dr. Sulchosky said "good" and "good night," and then
we were alone.
	"What's your name, buddy?" He reached down to shake my hand.
	"Nate," I said, his hand taking mine in a firm grip.
	"I'm Danny.  Nice to meet you.  You wanna come over this way with
me, bud?"  I followed him down the hall, and then I noticed the kicker--his
white scrub pants were almost totally see-through.  And he was wearing a
pair of tight, black bikini briefs with some kind of colorful pattern on
them.  The way they clutched his perfectly plump ass was indescribable.
	"Alright now, why don't you sit down in the chair over there,"
Danny said, motioning me beside the doorway.  He grabbed a needle and a
vial and sat down beside me, taking my arm.
	"So, Nate, you play any sports?" he said, taking my arm and turning
it over.  I looked down into his lap--I could still see through those
fucking pants, and his bulge was clearly visible, full of promise, packed
into those tight bikinis.
	"No, not really."  He took a rubber strip and stretched it around
my bicep.
	"You watch football?" he said, tying it.
	"No."  He looked for a vein, took a cotton ball that was doused in
something, and rubbed it into the crook of my arm.
	"Shame," he said, "Steelers are doing great this year."  He got the
needle ready and he put it to my arm.  "Little pinch," he said, and pressed
it in.
      As my blood was filling the vial, I looked back down at his crotch.
All of the sudden I realized--those colors on his briefs, they were
Steelers logos!
	"So that's what's on your underwear?" I said, still flush with
surprise.  Danny looked up at me.
	"Yeah," he said, his face a little flushed.  Then he took the
needle out of my arm.  "Hold this for just a second."  He pressed a fresh
cotton ball where the needle came out of my arm.  I did as he said.  He
stood up and put the needle on a tray.
	"You really can see those, huh?" he said, looking down at himself,
then back at me. His gaze held steady for a moment.  "You like what you
see?"
	"Yeah...they're cool."  He kept grinning at me.  Then he lifted up
his shirt, exposing his taut stomach, smattered with light brown hair.  He
walked toward me.  "Check em out," he said.  I sat there, stupidly gazing
at what I could make of the curves and lines of his underwear.  I didn't
know what the fuck to do.  I hardly knew what was happening.  Back then,
the signs weren't as clear to me.
	Still holding up his shirt, he untied his pants with his other hand
and let them fall to the floor.  My heart really started to race now.
There were definitely Steelers logos on there, and they warped around the
sizeable bulge in front, the low cut showing off the cut v-shape of his
pelvis, the waist of them just skirting the edge of his blond-ish pubes.
His beefy, tanned thighs, smattered with light-brown hair.  The scrubs lay
at his ankles, and he kicked them off.
	"They are really cool," I said like a jack-ass.  I mean, his cock
was right in my face, and I still didn't have a clue.  He was still
grinning down at me, and then he lifted off his shirt.  His chest was
beautiful - solid muscles, gleaming tan and golden, covered in light brown
hair.  His stocky arms were at his sides.
	"Touch em if you want."  I reached out my hands and put them to his
hips, feeling the seams of his briefs as if I was deciding whether to
purchase them for myself.  I'm fairly sure I was totally hard by this
point, and as I touched him I started to get it.  Slowly I ran my fingers
along the seam, until I was lightly caressing his bulge.  Something started
to stir in there.
	"Ahhh...feels good, buddy," Danny said, putting his hands on his
hips.  I took his bulge more firmly in my hand, and now I could feel it -
the tube of a cock fattening up in there, trapped inside.  I felt his bulge
until it fattened so much that it must have been hurting him - his cock was
still curled up in the pouch of those teeny bikinis, hard and flattened and
straining to rise up off his balls.
	I had time to think about what was happening.  I looked around at
the empty examining room, thinking about all the times I'd come here as a
child to get a check-up.  And now it was the place where my greatest
fantasy was coming true - this incredibly hot guy was taking his clothes
off for me, and letting me touch him.
	Danny reached forward and slid his bikini briefs off.  His cock
bounded out in front of him.  It was a beefy dick, bigger than anything I'd
seen, definitely bigger than mine.  It had a big head and a thick shaft,
and it hung from a nest of light brown pubes and over a fat nut sack.
Danny was clearly proud of it.
	"I call him Champ," he said, looking down at me.  I stared at his
dick, watched it bounce in the air.  "He'll let you touch him if you're
nice."
	I reached out and touched his hot shaft, the first dick besides my
own that I had ever touched.  It felt amazing, this living thing that had a
force all of its own.  It made me want to go crazy - touch it, lick it,
slap it against my face.  But I was too nervous to do anything like that.
I felt it in my hand, heaved it up and felt its weight.  Then I stroked it,
lightly, letting the loose skin leftover from his circumcision peel back.
I was fascinated by his dick, and Danny seemed perfectly content to just
let me explore.  I cupped his balls in my hand.  I leaned in closer and
smelled him - a musky scent, with just a hint of cologne.
	"Kiss him," Danny said.  I looked up at him.  He hand his hand on
his chest, tweaking his nipples.  "Give `em a kiss.  You like him, don't
you?"  I nodded yes.  "Then give him a kiss.  Just on the head."  I leaned
forward and brought his cock head to my lips.  I puckered my lips and
kissed the hot spearing end of his dick.  There was a little bit of precome
gathered on the piss hole.  It stayed on my lip, and I pulled back.
	Danny kneeled down in front of me and put his hand on the crotch of
my shorts.
	"You're really hard down there, huh?" he said.  He unbuttoned my
shorts, and pulled them off of my legs.  My hard dick came popping out of
the fly of my boxers.  Danny looked at it for a second, then he wrapped his
mouth around the end and slid his lips down the shaft until my entire dick
was in his mouth.  I think I yelled out loud, the feeling was that intense.
Danny didn't quit, he slid my cock in and out of his hot, wet mouth, and
after a few bobs I think he sensed that I wasn't going to last very long.
It seemed like less than a minute before he stood back up.
	I must have had a look of great pleasure and surprise on my face,
because he kind of laughed at me.  He was still as hard as he'd been
before.  He took his dick in his hand and stroked himself.
	"You like my butt?" he said, turning around.  Yes, yes I did.  His
butt came out from his small waist like two halves of a golden melon, so
plump and firm.  "You can touch that too, if you want."  I felt his ass.
My cock was throbbing.  I touched it like I was touching something out of a
fantasy, a picture from one of the magazines I'd found in the railroad
yard, turned real.
	"Come here," Danny said, walking across the room.  I picked up my
shorts and followed him.  Danny bent over the examining table, spreading
his short legs and exposing his ass for me.  "Take a closer look and don't
be afraid of it.  I like when people play with my butt."  His butt was
spread a little wider.  I just kept feeling his butt cheeks, and I probably
would have been content with that if he hadn't said something.
	"Spread my butt cheeks.  See my butthole?  Touch your finger to
it."  I would've done anything he asked at that point.  His hole was pink
and hairless.  I put my finger in between his cheeks and touched it to his
hot, pulsing anus.  Danny bucked.  He had his hard dick pressed against the
examining table, the paper crinkling as he ground it into the vinyl.
	"Keep your finger there.  Oh, buddy, that feels so fucking good."
It was the first time he'd sweared, and it really brought home how illicit
what we were doing was.  He was pressing his butt into my finger, pumping
and relaxing his hole.  My dick was throbbing in front of me.  Danny
groaned, then he got up and reached in a cabinet over the sink.  He brought
back a jar of something, which he dipped his fingers into.  Then he bent
back over the table, and smeared the dollop onto his hole.
	"Take some of this," he said, handing me the jar.  "Put it on your
dick.  You want to put your dick in my butt?" he said.  I slathered some of
the cold slippery stuff onto my dick, which would have made me pop my load
in and of itself, as the only lube I ever used was spit.
	"Go ahead and put your dick in my butthole.  Just go slow and put a
lot of that stuff on your dick," Danny said.  I put some more on.  Danny
had his hands out in front of him, wrapped around the far edge of the
table.  I couldn't believe he was going to let me fuck him in the butt,
that fine butt that I'd admired when I first saw it in his pants.
	I stood up on the stool and slid my dick in between Danny's warm
ass cheeks.  We both shuddered as my dick found his hole.  I tried to take
it slow, pressing myself into him.  Danny shifted around a little bit and
then I pressed harder and all of the sudden the head of my cock popped
inside of him.
	"Oh yeah, buddy.  I'm ready for it, go ahead and slide all of it
in," Danny said, arching his back as he turned back around to talk to me.
I slid all the way inside of him, feeling like I'd never felt before, like
my dick was in heaven, hot velvet heaven.  Danny started whimpering,
moaning little girly moans.  I was kind of at a loss of what to do at
first, because I'd nearly cum just from sliding myself inside.  But after I
rested for a minute, I slid back out, then I pushed back in, and before I
knew it I was fucking his ass.
	Danny kept whimpering.  He let me fuck him at my own pace, which
involved only a handful of short, ragged thrusts until I was just past the
point of no return.  I think Danny sensed this, because at that point he
spoke up.
	"Oh buddy, shoot it in me, shoot it in my butt," he said, and I
did.  I unloaded, I came like I'd never came before - without using hands.
My dick was free, it was exploding into somebody else, and the feeling was
astounding.
	Before I realized what was happening, Danny was groaning loudly,
bucking himself onto my dick and into the table.  I looked in front of him
and saw that he was shooting across the examining table, without even
touching himself.  He'd come just from thrusting his cock against the
table, and I guess the feeling of my dick in his butt.  Come shot out of
his dick like a cannon and landed like rain over the thin white paper.
	When Danny was done I stepped off the stool and slid my dick out.
He sucked in air through his teeth.  Then he hoisted himself up and reached
over for his underwear.
	"Good job Nate," he said, packing his ass, then his dick back into
those briefs.  "You're a perfect patient."  I smiled at him as I buckled up
my shorts.  My legs were weak and wobbly.  Danny put on his scrubs before
walking me to the door of the office.  "I think Dr. Sulchosky wants you
back in a week just to check on you again," Danny said, standing close to
me with his hand on the door knob.  He smiled and then he leaned forward
and kissed me.  My tongue went right for his tongue, and we kissed a minute
before he broke it off.
	I wobbled home.  Everything seemed to take on a new glow.  Danny.
I'll never forget that little stud nurse, no matter what.

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