Date: Tue, 3 Jan 2017 20:45:21 +0000 (UTC)
From: J. Brahms <brhmsj@yahoo.com>
Subject: Rob Grows Up, Part 16

Rob in the Infirmary


One morning that semester, after he and Billy had been spanked by Fred, Rob
woke up feeling normal but as the day went on he started feeling a pain in
his stomach, which only seemed to get worse.  By mid-afternoon he was
getting a bit nervous about it and wondered if maybe he had appendicitis.
So, he decided to go to the infirmary and see what they said.  Even though
he was feeling quite uncomfortable by the time he got there, he was pleased
to see that Gordon, everyone's favorite staff nurse, was on duty and would
be taking care of him.

Gordon ushered him into an exam room and had him undress.  He handed Rob a
medical gown, and told him to lie back on the exam table.  Gordon's expert
hands gently poked and prodded Rob's abdomen, without much reaction from
the youngster.

"I thought as much," Gordon said.  "Luckily you don't have appendicitis,
but it seems you do have some kind of gas bubble trapped in your intestine.
It happens sometimes and feels much worse than it is.  The solution for it
is simple, too, just a good enema to release the gas.  Have you ever had an
enema?"

Rob said no, he hadn't.  He'd heard of them, but really had no idea what an
enema was or what to expect.

"Well, it's very simple.  I'll fill this bag with water and put the nozzle
into your rectum, fill you up, and then you'll expel the water - and the
gas - and feel great again!  Now, lie on your left side and draw your right
leg up."  Rob was feeling way too uncomfortable to object to anything and
gladly did as he was told, in the hopes that the pain would go away.
Gordon also had a way of making boys of any age not feel uncomfortable
about being seen naked.  So, Rob wasn't giving any thought to that aspect
of things and would not have in any case.  As he lay there he could hear
Gordon running water and getting the bag ready.  When the bag was ready,
Gordon came up behind Rob and hung the bottle over the bed.  "I'm going to
put a little lube in you so the nozzle will slide easily," said Gordon.
With that he slightly parted Rob's cheeks and lightly touched his hole with
lube, and slipping just the tip of his finger into Rob.  Rob wondered if
Gordon could tell that he'd had fingers up there regularly already, but
Gordon did not let on, either way.  Even in his discomfort Rob enjoyed the
feel of the finger and a sense of disappointment when Gordon was done.
Quickly the finger was replaced by the nozzle, a new sensation.  It wasn't
uncomfortable, but did feel rather different than the fingers of his
various friends that he enjoyed so much.

Gordon explained that he could control the flow and that Rob was to tell
him if he needed a break.  "You will need to take all the water in this
bag, though," Gordon told him.  "Ready?"

Rob said yes, and Gordon replied "here goes," and opened the valve.  Rob
could feel the water going into him, another new sensation.  After a while
he asked Gordon to stop, which he did.  Gordon reached over and massage
Rob's abdomen, helping the water fill his intestine.  After a moment he
said he would release the valve again, and Rob said ok.  This time there
were no problems, the bag was emptied into Rob, who began to find it
pleasurable.

"Clench your butt, buddy," Gordon said.  "I'm going to take the nozzle
out."  Rob did as told and felt the nozzle slip out of him.  Almost
immediately he felt an overwhelming urge to "go," and told Gordon.  Gordon
said that meant he was ready.  Rob threw off the hospital johnny and almost
ran to the bathroom!  It took a few minutes to release the enema, but when
he was done he knew it had been the cure he needed.

He waited a moment to make sure he really was done, cleaned up, and
rejoined Gordon in the room.  Gordon had finished cleaning up the equipment
and was waiting for Rob.

"OK, buddy, I need to take your temperature.  Put this back on and lie down
on the bed," Gordon said as he handed Rob the discarded hospital gown.  Rob
did as told.  Soon he felt Gordon's hand parting his cheeks and again a
lubed finger touching his hole and sliding in slightly.  This time, since
he felt better now, Rob automatically responded to that, pushing his butt
up a bit to meet Gordon's finger.  Gordon left it there a bit longer than
really necessary, then replaced it with the rectal thermometer.  This was a
familiar sensation for Rob as the infirmary at both his schools and camp
always did rectal temps and he'd been getting them for as long as he could
remember.

After the requisite time Gordon withdrew the thermometer.  It seemed to Rob
that he pulled it out slowly, but he wasn't sure.  "Normal.  Very good,"
said Gordon.  He sat on the bed and put a hand on Rob's butt.  "Feeling
better?"

"Yes, thanks.  I really thought I was in trouble!" said Rob as he lay there
enjoying the warmth of Gordon's hand.

"I think you should stay here and rest for a bit," said Gordon.  "Probably
not overnight, but I'd like you not to leave before dinner.  In fact,
dinner here would be a good idea.  Now, get under the covers."  He gave Rob
a light swat.  Being a teen, Rob had recovered quickly and noticed that
feeling Gordon's hand was causing him to get a bit hard.  He felt a bit
embarrassed and tried to maneuver himself so as not to show his hardness.
In order to let Gordon pull down the sheet there was no hiding.  Gordon
didn't react.  He got Rob tucked in and said he'd be back later to check on
him.  Almost immediately Rob fell into a needed sleep.

The sound of movement in the room woke him up a couple of hours later.  A
student he barely recognized was getting undressed as Gordon waited,
hospital robe in hand.  Rob found out later that his name was George.
Gordon heard Rob move and looked over.  "Looks like it's going around.
George is here with the same problem.  I hope we don't get too many of you
guys!"

George was a senior.  Watching a senior disrobe was something Rob could not
help but watch.  Gordon should have pulled the curtain, but somehow seemed
to have forgotten.  Or not.  George got his clothes off and put them on a
chair; Gordon handed him the robe, which he put on.  Rob couldn't get a
good look at his package, which frustrated him a bit, but was enjoying the
show.

Gordon had George lie down the same way Rob had.  He gave the same
explanation as George lay there with his right leg pulled up, exposing his
most intimate part to both Gordon and Rob.  Gordon had given the curtain a
bit of a tug, but nowhere near enough to ensure privacy.  Now Rob was
suspecting this was all on purpose.  George was definitely very
uncomfortable, moaning a bit, and in no way caring who might see.  Rob
watched closely as Gordon got the water temperature just right, filled the
bag, and hung it above the bed.  He put on a surgical glove and applied
some lube to his finger.  Expertly he parted George's buns a bit and lubed
him.  Rob couldn't be sure, but it did not look as if Gordon put his finger
into George.  Hm.  Gordon told George what to expect and slipped the nozzle
into him.  George took it better than Rob had, not needing a break.  Rob
wondered if he'd had an enema before.  Just like Rob, when the nozzle was
removed George hastily went to the toilet, though he kept his robe on, to
Rob's disappointment.

While waiting for George, Gordon cleaned up the equipment, then pulled the
sheets back on the other bed.  After a bit George emerged and was given a
rectal temp-taking, which proved normal.  Gordon said that George should
stay overnight, just to rest.  George climbed into bed, Gordon pulled up
the covers, and his patient quickly was asleep.

Satisfied that George truly was asleep, Gordon came over to Rob's bed.  He
showed no sign that he knew Rob had watched everything.  "Let's see how
you're doing, pal," he said.  "On your stomach."  Rob did as told and after
a moment felt Gordon's finger pushing against his anus, preparing him for
the thermometer.  They chatted while waiting, which resulted in the
thermometer staying in beyond the usual two minutes.  Rob didn't mind, he
was enjoying the feel of it.  Finally Gordon slowly slid it out and
confirmed that Rob's temperature continued normal.

"One more thing to check, though," Gordon said.  "Assume the position," he
instructed, with a smile.  Rob assumed it had to be the one used for the
enema, so went on his side and pulled his right leg up.  Before long he
felt Gordon's finger again, pushing lightly, then sliding into him.  He
couldn't help it, he let out a gasp of pleasure.  Simultaneously he was
fully hard, though this time too focused on Gordon's finger to really care.
Gordon expertly maneuvered his finger, giving Rob a very thorough exam.

"The enema did a good job," Gordon said, resting his finger in Rob, rather
than pulling it out.  Rob was getting a bit worried that he might shoot
spontaneously, though not sure if he cared.  No sooner did he think that
but he felt Gordon's finger move in a little further and hit his prostate.
Now all control was lost and he let go, trying to stifle a cry so as not to
disturb George.  He didn't see Gordon smile when this happened.  Gordon
gave Rob a moment to get his breathing back to normal, then slipped his
finger out.

Rob heard Gordon pull off the glove and then say "I guess we have a little
cleaning up to do here."  He returned with a towel, wiped off the sheet and
expertly cleaned up Rob's penis.  "You must be hungry now," he said with a
smile.  Rob said he was.  Gordon said dinner would be around shortly, which
it was.

As Gordon said nothing about leaving, Rob stayed in bed.  He could watch
tv, which he did with headphones, so as not to disturb George.  About 9:00
Gordon came in, saying that his shift was over and that Rob should stay
overnight.  George had just woken up and was given the same instruction.  A
new male nurse, Dan, was with Gordon and introductions were made.  Gordon
gave Dan a quick rundown on the two patients, saying that they should be
released after breakfast.  However, he made it clear that Dan should be
sure their enemas had done their work.  Dan seemed to know what to do.

They left.  Rob and George chatted a bit about school stuff.  Rob decided
to be bold and asked George if he'd ever had an enema before.  George sort
of laughed and said that he had them since he was about five.  Not many,
but his grandmother believed that enemas were good at all ages "for what
ails you," as she said, so he'd had some before he started at this school.
He knew what to expect and had been pretty sure that an enema would be the
cure for his problem, which it was.

"Have you had enemas?" he asked, in turn.  Rob replied that this was the
first time.  "What do you think," asked George.

"Well, it was different.  It worked, so I guess that's what counts."

"Sure does," said George.  It seemed he wasn't all that interested in
continuing the topic, so Rob let him take the chat in a new direction.
They both watched a tv show which ended at 11.  Dan popped in then to tell
them to turn off the tv and get some sleep.  Rob was surprised how tired he
was.  Both boys were quickly back to sleep and slept solidly until Dan came
around in the early morning to wake them up for breakfast.  During the
night both boys had shed their hospital gowns in their sleep, so were naked
and ready for any checking Dan might do.

"I need to take temps before I can let you go," he announced.  "Hm, George
you're older, so I guess you first."  Dan, as had Gordon, only
half-heartedly tugged at the curtain.  George lay on his side and pulled up
his right leg.  Rob thought he lingered a bit prepping George, taking more
time than Gordon had.  George didn't seem to notice that he was on display.
Rob had an excellent view, which Dan did not block.  Dan's finger did seem
to slip into George a bit, but Rob couldn't tell if there was any reaction.
After confirming that George's temperature was normal, Dan announced that
he had to do a quick inspection.  George didn't react, just stayed in
position, pulling his leg up further to give Dan access.

Dan was still wearing the surgical glove he'd put on for the first lubing.
Rob watched as he put on a more generous dollop of lube, then gently
inserted his finger into George, who let out a small sigh.  To Rob it
sounded like pleasure, not discomfort.  He was finding George more and more
interesting as the morning went on.  There must not have been others in the
infirmary as Dan took his time checking George's insides.

"Everything seems good," Dan said as he slowly slid his finger out.  The
placement of the beds meant that Rob was already on his left side as he
watched.  George rolled onto his back.  He was unashamedly hard.  Rob was
impressed.  George seemed bigger than any of Rob's friends, certainly his
girth was.  His balls, too, looked bigger than Rob's or his pals'.  What
also impressed Rob was that George didn't seem the least bothered, or to
really even notice, that he was hard, any more than he seemed to care that
Rob was seeing his anus and watching him get a rectal exam.  Seeing him
hard, however, caused a bit of a stirring in Rob who wasn't sure if he was
comfortable having that reaction.

Dan slipped off the surgical glove and retrieved a new one.  "Assume the
position," he told Rob who obeyed.  He felt a slight touch as lube was
applied in preparation for the thermometer.  Dan's finger pushed in a bit.
Rob instinctively pushed back, but Dan withdrew and replaced his finger
with the thermometer.  George had rolled over on his right side to watch,
and his erection was pointing right at Rob, who knew he was rising and that
there was no stopping it.  He felt the thermometer slide in and relaxed,
enjoying the sensation of it inside him.  Dan chatted a bit with each of
them, asking what classes they needed to get to, and when.  The chatting
was long enough that the thermometer stayed in more than two minutes, but
Rob didn't care.

Dan removed it, checked it, and confirmed that Rob, too, had a normal
temperature.  Rob couldn't see, but knew Dan was getting ready to give the
rectal exam.  "Ready?" Dan asked.  Rob said he was.  He felt Dan's finger
again gently pushing, the slowly sliding in until it was fully in.  It felt
good and Rob was now fully hard, pointing back at George, who was watching
the whole procedure.  He showed no reactions, but kept his eyes on it all.

After letting Rob get used to his finger (which didn't take long for the
experienced Rob, but Dan didn't know that, so stayed still longer than Rob
was used to from his friends), he started the exploration.  Dan had a very
active finger and it took a lot of self-control for Rob not to moan with
pleasure.  As he had before the thermometer went in, he instinctively
pushed back a bit against Dan's finger, which Dan seemed to notice.  George
was still watching passively.  Finally, when Rob was beginning to think he
might shoot, Dan pulled out and announced that all was well with Rob, too.

As he peeled off the glove he said "breakfast will be ready in about ten
minutes or so, then you can get dressed and go off to your classes."  He
gathered up his things and left, closing the door behind him.

Rob stayed on his side.  For some reason he didn't want to lie back and
have George see him standing straight up.  He was surprised, and delighted,
to see George lie back and begin to casually stroke himself.  With that Rob
did lie back, too.  He figured if this guy, an upperclassman at that, was
so relaxed about it, he could be, too.

George noticed Rob taking himself in hand.  "Sometimes you gotta deal with
these things," he said.  Both boys worked themselves for a few minutes,
shooting almost simultaneously.  They looked around for something with
which to clean themselves and both noticed a towel had been left on each
bed by Dan.  So, he knew what would go on when he left.  Had he been
priming them?

After cleaning up they got dressed and breakfast arrived.  Dan saw them off
after breakfast.  Rob went back to his room to get what he needed for his
first class.  Billy was already at a class.  After that night at the
infirmary Rob didn't see George again, at least not to speak to.  Of course
he told Billy all about it.  Billy was impressed with all of it, and
jealous that Rob had seen not only an upperclassman, but one with an
impressive cock.  Rob talked up the enema and how much he'd enjoyed it.
They wondered where they might get an enema kit and how could they use it
discretely in the dorm.

That's for another day, though.