Date: Mon, 27 May 2002 20:50:11 -0700
From: doug <dhargrea@shaw.ca>
Subject: The Lovely Stranger Ch 4

THE MEETING Ch 4

I was so busy seeing Mr Cook again, that I was neglecting Greg. Most
weekends he was busy with his parents anyway, so we didn't often see each
other over the weekend. Mr Cook and I saw each other though. Matt my new
enema buddy lived too far away for us to get together very often.

A week after Mr Cooks' return, I introduced Gregg . Gregg was a little
bashful at first not knowing quite what to expect other than I told him Mr
Cook was my friend. We were sitting around talking one evening when I asked
Gregg to tell Mr Cook about his weekend in the local hospital. Here is how
the story went.

. Friday evening he was biking with some of his friends. It was getting a
little dark and the boys decided to head for home. Gregg left taking a
short cut through an alleyway,when his front wheel caught on a rock and
kicked the front wheel over causing him to lose his balance and fall
off. Unfortunately he hit his head on some cement curbing and was knocked
out for a time. He didn't realize how long he had been unconscious but he
had a terrible headache and he had a cut on his forehead..

His mother insisted he be taken to emergency for fear he might have a
concussion. He actually did have one and the doctor decided to keep him
over night. It turned out he was there for the whole weekend . He was
wheeled to a private room and told an orderly would be in to help him . His
head ached and he complained about his blurry vision. He was assured that
was normal after the bruise he had received.

The doctor assured his parents that there was little they could do, and
that he would be sleeping very shortly. They might just as well go home and
let him rest.

He sat on the edge of the bed waiting for someone to come and give him a
gown. He started to undress when the door opened and in came and orderly
wheeling a medical cart and his hospital gown.. Gregg looked at the orderly
and couldn't help but think he had seen him somewhere before. He said his
heart almost stopped and he had to rub his eyes to make sure he wasn't
seeing things. He suddenly remembered where he had seen the orderly
before. This was the guy who had been following him over the past few
weeks. The orderly showed no signs of recognition.

"Hi there young fellow how are we doing. Ah that's good you're getting your
clothes off. Here is a gown I want you to get into, then we'll get you into
bed. I have a pill and a suppository that will make you sleep. How would
you like me to give you a back rub before you go to sleep . It will make
you feel relaxed," the orderly offered.

Greg was still trying to get over the shock of meeting this guy, the
orderly, who had been following him, actually stalking him after
school. Maybe it wasn't the same guy. Maybe they just looked a like.

"I'll be okay thanks, I'll just get into bed when I'm undressed," he said.

" Well I think I'll just help you get undressed then I'll tie up your
gown. Maybe by then you will have changed your mind huh?" the orderly
suggested. He seemed quite nice and pleasant and Gregg wondered if he had
been mistaken..

He continued relating his story to Mr Cook and myself.

"What was I going to do, he just started to unbutton my shirt then my pants
and shoes. So I just let him help. He put my gown on before he made me take
my undershorts off. I crawled into bed,and the orderly pulled his cart over
to the bedside and pulling my sheet down to my waste and pulling my gown up
to my shoulders ,

he started to rub my back with alcohol, at least it smelled like it, but it
was sort of oily too. I had to admit it felt good and I just lay there and
let him work. He worked from my shoulders right to my butt crack. It felt
so good I never said a word and just enjoyed it all. Remember when we
decided we were going to try and meet him and discover what he wanted, or
WHO he wanted?".

He finished with my back and pulled the sheet back over me. then he pulled
it up from the bottom of my feet and started working his way up my legs. I
never realized how relaxing a massage could be..No kidding he sure knew
what he was doing. It was so relaxing my headache was going away but I had
a hard on. He didn't talk much just made comments about how good this was
making me feel. I agreed it was.

He finally had worked up to my butt and he pulled the sheet up covering my
back while he started to massage my butt. He worked the oil right into my
crack and to my ass hole.

"Okay Gregg I'm going to give you your suppository. It will put you to
sleep almost as soon as it is in. I promise it won't hurt," he said as he
parted my cheeks and inserted this long jelly like thing. I didn't tell
him, but I liked it.

He pulled the sheet off my back and down onto my legs then he reach over
and rolled me over onto my back. Gee did I ever have a boner. This guy just
took some oil and rubbed my chest and massaged down to my dork. I was
getting sleepy but I knew he was rubbing oil on my boner and I think he was
trying to jerk me off. I never said anything because I could hardly keep my
eyes open. That was the last I remember. Zonko.

I awoke the next morning and was served a huge breakfast of waffles and
eggs and toast. I was sure hungry and no headache. My bruised head was
still a little sore,and so was my penis. I think the last thing I remember
was the orderly jerking me off, at least I think that's what was
happening. I sure liked my massage though..My folks visited and of course
Gerry, and the day went quickly.Saturday night the orderly reappeared with
his wagon of tricks.

" Hi there Gregg . How's the boy. Have a good day? I'll bet you had a great
sleep . Those things sure work quick, I hardly said goodnight before you
were snoring like a lawnmower," he laughed. After talking to you Gerry, I
decided to ask the orderly if we had ever met before.

"Not that I remember Gregg. I would sure have remembered a handsome guy
like you had I met you somewhere," he smiled.

"Where did you think you had seen me. Maybe it was a look a like huh?" he
laughed again as he uncovered his cart. I asked him if I could have another
back massage. He said that's what he had come for and he was going to give
me another suppository just to insure another good nights rest.

I told you what he did to me, well I was begging him almost to do it again.

I decided to be more specific about where I had seen him and I told him the
whole story about how you and I had made this plan to meet him. He laughed
and asked me what I thought he wanted from me and why I would be following
him. I told him I thought he might be one of those guys looking for boys to
have fun with. I felt kind of stupid saying this, but there it was I had
said it and the orderly, Mark, he told me his name,just started to prepare
me for the massage. He made me remove my gown and I lay naked under the
sheet. I had my boner of course and Mark knew it too. Well we went though
the routine again only more time was spent in my asshole. I'm sure he knew
what he was doing was slowly driving me up the wall".

He told me he was massaging my little prostate which he said felt like it
required a massage too. Me too I thought. I was wishing he would get on
with everything.

"Well Greg, you're going to get your wish tonight. I know you love your
massages and everything else but what you really want is this, " and he
uncovered the enema syringe." I want you clean inside before you get your
suppository okay? "This is the part that got kinky. Mr Cook and Gerry were
excited as I related my encounter with Mark What an appropriate place to
meet .

He made me get on my hands and knees with my chest touching the
mattress. My ass sticking up like a tower. In went the nozzle of the
syringe and then his hands went in between my legs and he started to
massage my balls and my penis all the time squeezing the enema into me I
was so turned on I could hardly breath.

Mark sat with me while the enema worked it's way up inside me. I loved
it. Mark told me that yes, he had been stalking me, and that it was surely
a sign of some kind, that we were brought together this way. He gave me a
hug, and I hugged him back. Mark told me he was pretty certain I was gay
and he wanted to find out in the worst way. I asked him if he noticed you
Gerry. He did and he said he knew we both were.

I was back in bed on my stomach waiting for whatever came next. Oh yes,I
almost forgot. I like the soapy water enema best," he laughed as he
continued on with his story.

"Do you want your suppository now, or do you want to talk some more.?" he
asked.

"Can we talk some more? I asked.

"Sure is there anything else I can do for you Gregg? Mark asked. I was sure
he had something else in mind,and no I didn't mind.

Mark left the suppository on my bed table and excused himself as he had to
see some other patients before lights were out. He told me he would be back
even if the lights were out,to -look after me. Goodnight Yeah sure. Mark
was going to get into my ass I was sure,and I wanted him too as well. You
know me Gerry," Fudgical Gregg" He laughed as he held his butt. We were
sure what was coming next and encouraged him to get on with the story .

Mark entered and turned out the lights leaving only a small night lamp
burning beside the bathroom door. I was worried that someone might come in
and asked Mark about it. He informed me that he and one other were the only
ones on the floor and the other person was doing paper work. We would not
be disturbed. I was going nuts and had the biggest. boner I had ever had. I
was pretty sure Mark was going to climb my frame, and I couldn't wait.. I
even pulled the sheet and my gown off and let them fall to the floor. I
didn't think we would need to cover anything.

I heard Mark undressing. I was sure that's what he was doing. Then he got
on the bed with me and started to cuddle and love me. I loved it when he
did that and I kissed him back, then he started massaging my tool again. I
didn't want to sperm out, at least not yet. I couldn't wait any longer I
was impatient so I asked him if he wanted to fudge me. He asked me if I
would like him to. I assured him I did. You ever been screwed before"? he
asked. I told him yes and please to hurry.

I even propped my ass up on a pillow to make it easier. Boy did he work on
me. He blew his load almost as soon as he got going. He flipped me over and
with the massage oil, jerked me off. Holy Dinah what a night. I got the
suppository which seemed like nothing compared to Marks' medical stick.

We laughed at the story,and told Gregg we knew how it was going to end even
before he told us.

"Well you forget I had one more night to go. Sunday night." He laughed