Date: Thu, 8 Jan 2009 10:36:44 -0700 (GMT-07:00)
From: Adam Pollard <appolinard@earthlink.net>
Subject: dodgy-orderly.txt

As a young hospital orderly I was assigned to prep people scheduled for a
colonoscopy. One day the reservations girl had screwed up and double booked
old Mr. Finnegan and nineteen-year-old Jerry Fineman for the same time slot
with Dr. Bondurant. I had been informed of this at the early morning staff
meeting, but had been assured that Jerry had been contacted and asked to
re-schedule. Mr. Finnegan arrived at 8:30 and had been prepped and put on a
gurney by Rogelio, the cute Hispanic male nurse. The drip was in his arm
and he was dozing off peacefully. I took the elevator to the ground floor
and stepped outside for a smoke. A minute or two later a dark red Chrysler
300 squealed to a stop near the front door and a strikingly handsome
black-haired young man jumped out of the passenger seat. Seeing that I was
wearing hospital scrubs he ran over to me and said, "I'm late for my
appointment with Dr. Bondurant.  Which way do I go?"

"I'll take you up, Jerry."

"How do you know my name?"

"I'm Adam, your assigned nurse. Your name was on the incoming roster at my
staff meeting this morning.  Have you been fasting and taking your
phosphate laxatives?"

"God yes! It was awful. I was on and off the toilet all night long. I'm
running clear and hungry as hell."

I led Jerry to a different bank of elevators that I knew led to a duplicate
colonoscopy facility that was just being completed. When we got there I
unlocked the door and quickly turned on all the lights in the locker room,
dormitory holding room, and the procedures room.

"Jerry, take your clothes off and put them in this locker. Then put on this
hospital gown, come out and I'll put you on your gurney under a warm
blanket."

"Hey, this is one of those ass-out gowns, isn't it?"

"Well, how else is the doctor going to have access to your rear end?"

"Yeah, I guess you're right." While he was undressing I re-locked the
outside door. About ten minutes later he came out of the locker room,
trying to rearrange the back of his gown.

"Here ease up onto this gurney on your back and I'll put the warm blanket
over you. Then I'll insert the IV drip in your arm. The drip contains a
mild tranquilizer that puts you in a drowsy state. You'll feel awake and
will be able to follow instructions in the procedures room, but afterwards
you will have very little memory of what took place."

"Gee, that warm blanket feels nice. Can you put the drip in my left arm?
I'm a righty."

After Jerry's eyes closed I went into the "fart room" where the patients
are wheeled after their colonoscopy and checked for blood oxygen levels. I
pushed two of the gurneys farther apart to make room for when I rolled him
in. He would be bypassing the procedures room altogether. I had given him
an extra heavy dose of the sedative so that I could have my way with him
with no resistance.

Back in the holding room, Jerry seemed to be sleeping peacefully. When I
called his name he barely mumbled. I removed the IV needle from his arm and
put a bandaid over the spot. Then I pushed him into the fart room next to
the destination gurney. I uncovered him and loudly told him I would help
him roll over onto the procedures bed. That went pretty well. After some
rearranging and squirming on his part he was face-down. I spread his legs
and licked my lips as I admired his beautiful hairy ass revealed by the
parting of his back-out gown. I drew the inside curtains of the fart room
and got out of my scrubs. I was naked except for my regulation hospital
slippers. I brought a foot stool to the bottom of his gurney, climbed up,
parted his cheeks and proceeded to lave his hairy crack with my
tongue. This brought about my usual response of springing a raging
boner. Happens every time. Delving deeper I stuck my tongue into his
dilating anus. He was clean as a whistle. His tissues were hot and silky. I
pried his buns apart and marveled as the ring of hair parted and revealed
the insides of his pink rectum. I curled my tongue and jabbed it into him
some more. My lust was rising. There was a squeeze bottle of KY readily at
hand. I pushed lube into his hole and stroked my erection with some
more. Then I climbed up on top of him and slowly sank my shaft into his hot
interior in one slow, continuous movement. It felt just as good as I had
imagined. My pelvic thrusts started slowly but gradually increased in speed
and vigor. After a while I was slamming my six inches in and out of him
like a man possessed. I screamed and ejaculated repeatedly into his
glorious butt. After my breath returned to normal Jerry mumbled something,
shrugged his whole body under me and rolled us onto our sides. I reached
around him and felt for his dick. I was surprised to find it was gooey and
in a pool of his cum. I pulled out of his ass and got off the bed. I
cleaned off his dick with my mouth and then clamped the laughing gas mask
over his face. That put him out deeper and I put a small towel over his
pool of semen on the sheet and wiped the KY off his ass.

While he was unconscious I faked a results file on him with some color
pictures of a healthy colon. About twenty minutes later he came to and
asked if the doctor had found anything.

"No, he says you don't have any polyps nothing to be cancerous. See, these
pictures show you're clear."

"That's funny. I don't remember the doctor or the colonoscopy. But I had a
dream that I had some terrific sex."

"That's nice. I wonder what brought that on. I'll roll you out near the
locker room and you can get dressed."

"OK, thanks. Hey, I love the way you took care of me. Can we make a date
for later?"



"That's funny I don't even remember the doctor or the procedure."