The Injury - Part 2

THE INJURY

Part II: Feeling Good

I stood up, wiping my mouth with the back of my valid hand.

My cock was throbbing for more.

Ethan reached out, his hand cupping my red cheek, his thumb brushing against my wet lips.

"You're a natural, Jake. I'm impressed."

Was I… Really?

My mind was blown… Now, I just had to wait for my dick to receive the same treatment.

In another provocation, the nurse sucked his own thumb slightly coated with the cum he had picked up from my face.

“I… I want you… I want you taste me too.”

The nurse stepped closer, his body pressed against mine, his hands trailing down my chest, my abdomen, until they reached my hard dripping cock, the tip already glistening with precum.

I could feel the heat of his lascivious gaze on me.

I knew he liked what he saw and what he felt while he was stroking me. I was packing a large dick. He had much to play with.

"You want this, don't you, Jake? You want me to suck your cock?"

I nodded.

"Yes. God, yes.”

I needed it. I wanted it. I wanted him.

"Then say it. Beg for it, Jake."

What was up with that guy?!

Why the need of making me submit?!

The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I hesitated, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

I had never begged for anything in my life, especially not something like this. People were lusting over me, doing anything to have me, not the other way around.

But the desire to please Ethan, to give him what he wanted, was overwhelming.

"Please." I whispered. "Please, Ethan.”

That did not seem like it was enough. He made a face.

Ethan was toying with me, and the more he was torturing me, the hornier I got.

I had to be clearer. I had to break down my boundaries entirely.

“I want you to suck my cock. I’m begging you. I want to feel your lips wrapped around my big dick. I need that."

Ethan's smile widened; his eyes gleaming with lust.

"That's it, Jake. That’s what I like to hear.”

He stroked my dick with more attention, feeling it all, cupping my balls too.

They were full.

“Aaah…”

“You’re so horned-up, baby.”

“Suck my fucking cock. I want you to take it all, every inch. Make me nut in your mouth. Come on, please."

"That's a good boy, Jake. I fucking love it when you talk dirty."

With his skilled fingers, he spread the precum that was already leaking from me. I groaned, desperate for more.

“I… I’ve never felt this… That much anticipation.” I muttered.

"But you don't get what you want just by asking, Jake. You have to work for it."

“What?”

I sounded like a desperate fool.

He let go of my cock, his hand moving back to my chin, gripping it tightly.

"Get on the bed, Jake. On your back. Now!"

His commanding tone sent a shiver down my spine, and I did as he instructed, climbing onto the bed and lying down. Ethan followed, crawling onto the bed behind me, his body pressing against mine.

His hand moved to my injured arm, gently lifting it and placing it on the pillow above my head.

"Keep that there." He ordered. "You're not going to need it for a while."

I nodded.

I had stopped resisting his commands.

It was pointless, I would do anything that man was telling me to do. I was so turned on; it was like I was under his spell.

He moved down my body, his hands and tongue exploring every inch of me of my athletic frame.

I felt his breath on my stomach, his lips trailing kisses down to my hips and my groin.

“Hmmm… Yes…”

"Jesus, Jake. Look at you, all hard and ready for me." Ethan grunted.

That was an understatement.

My boner had never been that stiffed. My veins had never looked so blue.

He placed a soft kiss on the tip of my cock, making me hiss and buck my hips against the bed.

"Fuck, Ethan… I can't take much more of this."

Ethan chuckled.

"Oh, you'll take it, Jake. You'll take everything I give you. And you'll love every fucking second of it."

Fair.

He moved lower, his tongue tracing a path down my inner thigh until he reached the sensitive skin behind my balls. I had a spasm at the sensation, my body tensing with anticipation.

Ethan's tongue flicked out, teasing the sensitive flesh, making me squirm and writhe beneath him.

"That feels so goddamn good." I moaned, my toes curling at the end of the bed.

Ethan's tongue continued its wicked dance, his hands gripping my thighs, spreading me wider.

He took his time, exploring every inch of me, his tongue flicking and teasing, driving me crazy with need, stopping at the piss slit, getting inside.

My hips bucked involuntarily, desperate for more contact, more friction.

"You taste amazing, Jake," Ethan murmured, slurping on my dick.

The sensation was almost too much to bear.

I wanted to grip his hair, grab his face and made him suck me deep.

I followed the instructions though and I did not move my hands.

Remember my injury at the wrist? It had totally vanished from my memories. I was in a blissful state.

Ethan had barely started though.

The blowjob began, intense and warm.

“Aaah… Yes… That’s it.” I moaned.

For once, he could no longer drive the session or give instructions, his entire mouth was busy with my slab of meat.

Against my thigh, I felt his cock getting hard again.

Dang, his fresh cum was still coating in my throat.

How did I stumble onto such a sex machine?! He was already up for more?!

He let go of my cock, his chin was covered with precum.

“How do you like this, Mr. quarterback?”

“You… You’re the fucking best…”

He licked the tip of my rod again. I was so close to bust.

“Was it worth the wait?”

“Yes… God, yes. I want more.”

“Was it worth getting to the hospital?”

“Fuck yeah…”

“Ruining your game?”

“That was worth everything for Christ’s sake!”

There, he seemed satisfied.

He grinned and went back on my pulsating dick.

Dozens of hot chicks from campus had put my rod in their mouths, none of them had made me feel like Ethan was making me feel right there.

I was about to explode but some part of me wanted to resist, to hold on a bit longer… He deepthroated me, his nose smashing against my pubes.

The feeling was beyond words.

“Grrl…”

He choked on my cock. He stayed still.

“Oh God, yes…. God….”

He starting bobbing up and down like a maniac. He was working for my nut. I had to clench my fists.

I wanted to jizz so bad but there was more fun to be had.

I wanted more of Ethan.

It was time to take back control.

"Roll over." I commanded, surprising myself.

Ethan obliged, his body moving with fluid grace as he rolled onto his back, his thick cock jutting out from his body.

I leaned over him, my lips capturing his in a fierce, demanding kiss.

Yes, I was the one initiating it!

It just felt right.

I deepened the kiss, my tongue exploring his filthy mouth. Ethan responded in kind, his hands gripping my hips, pulling me closer, our bodies pressing tightly together.

“Argh.”

I had moved my injured arm and it hurt.

I broke the kiss, my breath ragged, my heart pounding in my chest.

“You’re okay, babe? Be careful with that.”

“I’m fine.”

I trailed kisses down his neck, his chest, his abdomen, until I reached his cock, hard all over again and eager for my attention.

I took him in my mouth, swallowing him down as far as I could, my lips slipping and sliding over his shaft.

Ethan groaned, his hips moving slightly, fucking my mouth with short, sharp thrusts.

I sucked him harder, my cheeks hollowing out, my throat working around him. I reached up, my valid hand gripping the base of his cock, my fist stroking in rhythm with my mouth.

"Fuck, Jake. Suck my cock, you dirty little slut."

I needed to show him what I was truly capable of.

The nasty words sent more jolts of pleasure through me.

I was a slut.

I took him even deeper, my nose pressing against his stomach as I swallowed him down. His hips began to thrust in earnest, fucking my mouth with long, slow strokes that had me gagging and drooling.

"You're a fucking dream, you know that? Taking my cock like a good little fucktoy!"

I hummed in agreement, the sound making his cock pulse in my throat.

I reached down and cupped his balls, rolling them gently in my palm, feeling them draw up tight against his body.

Ethan let out a low groan, his hips thrusting faster, fucking my mouth with increasing urgency.

"Take my cock down that fucking throat of yours…. Argh… Hold on.”

I was about to make him cum for the second time.

He was fucking my brain.

I was losing any sense of reality.

I felt more precum invading my throat and then…

… Then, he pulled away.

Shit.

As hard as it was, I wanted more!

“Ethan?”

Apparently, the naughty nurse was done with the foreplay, done with the teasing and the hinting. He wanted it all. He wanted me.

And he was going to take what he wanted.

He turned me over once again, going back on top of me, his hands pushing against my chest. I went willingly, my heart pounding in my chest, my cock throbbing between us.

"Fuck, Jake, you're so deliciously hot!" Ethan growled, his eyes roaming over my body.

"I need… I need to feel you… Every bit of you…”

He gripped my thighs, his fingers digging into my flesh as he spread my legs wide. I was exposed, vulnerable, and I loved every fucking second of it.

I wanted him to see me, to touch me, to take me. I wanted to feel him inside me, filling me, claiming me.

Oh God, what was I even thinking?

Yes, I wanted to be fucked by another dude.

And fucking yes, this thought had been somewhere inside of me for so damn long!

Ethan leaned over me, his sweaty heated body covering mine.

I could taste myself on him, the remnants of my pleasure mingling with his own scent.

I slapped his ass with my valid hand.

"You're so fucking perfect.” He mumbled.

I chuckled, a low, wicked sound that was as unfamiliar to me as it was to him.

"I bet you say that to all the guys you fuck!”

There, I had directly implied that he would fuck me. I was sealing my fate.

Ethan smirked, his tongue darting out to lick his lips.

"Only the ones who taste this fucking good!”

I thrust my hips up, my cock aching for more contact with his bare flesh.

"Is that right?" I taunted, my voice low and thick with desire. "You think you can handle that, Mr. Nurse? A big macho jock like me?"

I was usually dominant with the girls I fucked.

It was like the real me was back… Although, maybe the real me was the cock slut on his knees, begging for more dick?

Ethan's eyes flashed, and he ground his cock against mine, the friction of our junks sending sparks of pleasure through me.

We were beasts.

"I'm not just any fucking nurse, Jake. I can handle anything.”

"Is that so? We'll see about that."

I sat up, my body pressing against his.

I straddled him, my knees on either side of his hips.

I had hurt my wrist, not the rest of my body, and certainly not my thick thighs.

I leaned forward, my hands gripping the headboard for support. I felt his cock, hard and ready, press against my entrance, and I couldn't wait any longer.

I needed him inside me, filling me, claiming me.

There I had found my purpose, I was not just a dominant Alpha jock, neither that I was just an obedient slut, I was a power bottom.

Ethan groaned like an animal, his hips bucking up, his cock pressing insistently against my virgin anus.

"Fuck yeah, Jake! Take me. Take my cock and ride me like you own me!"

I leaned down.

"I do own you, nurse. Every fucking inch of you. And I'm going to take what's mine."

I reached between us, wrapping my hand around his cock and guiding it to my hairy musky asshole.

With all that shit happening, I had not taken the damn shower. I was muddy, stinky, dirty… In a word, I was raunchy.

Slowly, I lowered myself onto his cock, feeling him stretch and fill me. I groaned at the sensation, my body tensing with pleasure.

Ethan's hands gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he guided me down, inch by agonizing inch.

"You're so fucking tight. That is so… Hmmm…."

He could not describe what he felt penetrating my asshole for the first time.

I moaned, my body clenching around his fat girthy member.

Ethan groaned, seating himself deeper inside me.

"Fuck, Jake, you feel so good.” His hands groped my hips tighter. "That hole’s fucking narrow and ready to get wrecked.”

I started to move, my hips lifting and falling, riding him slowly, drawing out every sensation. Ethan's breath came in short, sharp gasps, his body tensing beneath me.

I could feel every inch of him, the thickness, the length, the heat. It was overwhelming, almost too much, but I wanted more.

OMG.

I was getting fucked!

And I had eagerly, avidly, crazily begged for it!

I leaned forward, my hands bracing themselves on his chest, my nails digging into his skin.

I picked up the pace, my hips moving faster, harder, my body slamming down onto his. BANG. BANG. BANG.

Ethan groaned, his hands gripping my hips tighter, his own nails scratching my flesh.

"Fuck, Jake, you’re squeezing me like a goddamn vice grip. I can feel every inch of you, every fucking vein, every ridge. Fuck.”

I felt his hands guiding my hips, coaxing me to take him deeper, to ride him even harder.

I obliged, my body moving instinctively, driven by primal need and raw desire.

I felt a wave of pleasure I had never felt before.

An orgasm from my shithole!

"That's it, Jake!" Ethan grunted. "Ride me like you fucking mean it."

I clenched around him, my inner muscles gripping his cock, and he let out a low, guttural moan.

The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the otherwise silent room. BANG. BANG. BANG.

It was the middle of the night in the hospital. Could any of the other occupants hear us?

I felt every the nurse’s hard bone being shoved so deep inside of me, the thickness, the length, the heat.

"Give it to me, Ethan!” I responded to his earlier pleas. "Give me your fucking cock. All of it. FUCK ME RAW!”

"Oh yeah… Hmmm…” BANG, BANG, BANG “…You want me to stretch that tight little hole of yours and make you scream?"

I gasped, my hips stuttering as waves of pleasure crashed over me.

"Yes…. Ahhh… Yes, I fucking want it. I want you to fuck me, Ethan. I want you to make me yours."

Ethan's eyes darkened, and he flipped us over with surprising strength, his hands gripping my hips as he positioned me on all fours.

I looked back at him.

I was flabbergasted.

"Fuck, you look so goddamn hot like that, Jake!" He spanked me. Hard. "I'm going to fuck you so hard, you're not going to be able to walk straight tomorrow."

I moaned, pushing my ass back against him, inviting him in.

"Do it, Ethan! Please!”

What had become of the straight jock I used be, just hours prior?!

Ethan spat on his hand, slicking up his cock before he gripped it and rubbed the head against my chute.

I was ready for round two, doggystyle.

I pushed back against him, eager for him to fill me, to stretch me even further.

Ethan gripped my waist tighter as he rubbed the head of his cock against my hole.

"You want me to fuck you slow and easy, or do you want me to take you like the fucking animal you are?"

"Pound me hard, Ethan!" I gasped.

Obviously.

"Your wish is my command, Jakey."

He pressed the head of his cock against my entrance, the slick spit he had used to lube himself up making it slippery and easy.

I was wet and ready.

I braced myself, my fingers hands gripping the sheets, - Ethan had delicately placed my injured wrist on the side so I would be good.

“You’re ready for me to fuck you raw, to fuck you harder like the filthy little slut you are?"

I couldn't answer.

I was there but not really there.

Ethan chuckled, a low, sexy sound that sent shivers down my spine.

"I'll take that as a yes!" He murmured, before driving his cock into me with one hard, brutal thrust.

"FUCK!" I screamed, my body arching as he filled me, stretching me wide with his thick, hard length.

Ethan didn't give me time to adjust. He started to move, his hips slamming against mine with punishing force, his cock driving deep into my ass with every thrust.

BANG, BANG, BANG.

My wrist would not be the only thing that would be sore after that night!

BANG, BANG, BANG.

"Your ass is squeezing me so nicely! Aaaaah… Good job, slut!”

"More!" I gasped. "Gimme more!”

Instantly, his cock slammed into me with savage force, the head rubbing against my prostate with each thrust.

The sensation of Ethan pounding into me, his cock filling me completely, coupled with my own hand on my dick was insane.

Best fuck ever… And I was on the receiving hand!

"Ah…. You… You make me… Aaaaah…. Your cock feels so fucking good inside me. I can't take it. I can't fucking take it."

"Oh, you can take it, Jake. You're taking it just fine. Look at you, impaling yourself on my demanding cock.”

“I… I can… Oh… Ahh…”

"You like that, don't you, Jake? You like feeling my cock inside you, filling you up, owning you?"

I was on the verge of crying.

It did not hurt anymore, it simply felt good.

"Answer me, Jakey! Do you like feeling my cock buried deep inside you?"

My body convulsed around him as his cock hit that perfect spot far inside me.

"Yes.” I moaned. "Fuck, yes. I fucking love it. I love feeling you inside me… Hmmm… Stretching me wide, fucking me hard."

"Good boy, Jake. You're such a fucking good boy. You take my cock like a champ. No surprise you’re such a stellar athlete… Hmmm… You're made for this, aren't you?

His words were filthy, obscene, and they sent shockwaves of pleasure through me.

I was a fucking animal, wild with lust, driven by a primal need I'd never felt before.

And yes, I was made for this.

I could feel my orgasm building, the pressure coiling in my lower belly like a spring ready to snap. I wanted him to fuck me harder, to drive me over the edge with his relentless pace.

Like it was meant to be, at the exact moment where I felt like I was about to completely lose control and bust my loads, Ethan licked my ear and whispered behind me.

"Your virgin butthole is so fucking tight, so goddamn hot. I can't...I can't hold back much longer."

His words were my undoing. The coil of tension inside me snapped, and I let out a hoarse shout as my orgasm hit.

My cock throbbed in my hand, spurting ropes of hot cum onto the sheets beneath me while Ethan kept on fucking me doggy.

My body convulsed even more, my ass clenching around Ethan's cock as waves of pleasure washed over me.

Tears fell from my eyes.

The pleasure was just too damn powerful.

“Watching you nut is so fucking hot! Let me…. Hmmm… Breed you!”

I looked back over my shoulder, my eyes locked onto his. Sweat glistened on Ethan’s skin, his muscles tensed and straining as he pounded into me.

"I want to feel your cream inside of me. I want to feel your hot cum filling me up, Ethan." I panted.

Ethan's breath hitched, and he groaned.

"Fuck, Jake, hearing you say that...it's too much. I can't..."

I pushed myself back against him, my ass clenching around his cock, spurring him on, one last time.

"Do it, Ethan. I want it all. Your cum. Your seed. Fill me up. Make me yours."

Ethan growled one last time and he filled me up, cumming for the second time in half an hour.

I had been marked with his seeds, blessed even.

We both collapsed on the bed.

What a damn night!

I felt like something was missing as soon as his cock left my hole. I kept the cum inside though.

“Now, we both need a shower. Real bad.”

Ethan laughed.

I stared in his eyes. In an instant, he had become the sweet nurse again. The sexual beast was gone.

“Yes… I… God…”

“Hey, Jake. That’s all right.”

He kissed my drenched forehead.

As my cock was deflating, I realized what had happened.

“I… I had never done that before.”

“You liked it?”

I felt myself getting red.

I had liked it way too much…

“You don’t have to answer that, Mr. Quarterback. Let’s just say that if you want to try this again, I’m here.”

The nurse jumped from the bed.

It was no big deal for him. He had had a nice time.

The soreness came back in my wrist.

I leaned over and I gave one last kiss to his dangling cock before he walked to the bathroom.

Shit.

I would never go back to who I was before.

[THE END]

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