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The Night Nurse

As I came on shift, I got report as usual, nothing out of the ordinary going on. A few new admissions, for routine testing in the am. Standard operating procedure for my wing. Going over the nightly routine, I made a mental list of the pretesting that had to be done before 7am. On doing my rounds, I noticed that one admission was a very young guy, nice looking when he slept. Checking his chart, I noticed he was for a lower GI series in the am. It was my job to get the pt ready for Xray in the am. For him, it entailed a pre procedure enema. "Oh joy", I thought, patients always loved this. Why me? I went in the room to introduce myself as his night nurse. Upon entering, I noticed he was wide awake. "Hello" I said, "I'm your night nurse. I have to get u ready for your procedure in the am. Have you ever had an enema before?" "No", he replied. As I looked at him, I thought I saw a faint trace of a smile. My imagination I thought. So up to center core I went to collect the appropriate items for the enema. Might as well get the worst out of the way first, then the rest of the night will be a breeze. Upon entering his room, I asked him to disrobe and instead, put on a hospital gown, easy access to the back. I pulled the pole over to the bed and hung the bag at head level. I then went to the BR and filled the bag with warm soapy H2O. How many times have I done this before, I asked myself. When I returned, Paul was finished changing into the gown I had given him. I realized how attractive he was, and got a small thrill thinking of seeing him naked. I continued to assemble the equipment for his procedure. I attached the tubing and clamped it, installing the smallest tip available. I had noticed that while I was explaining the steps I would take, Paul was getting mildly excited. His breathing quickened, and I told myself that it was because of his discomfort. Until I noticed the bulge under the sheet. My eyes hesitated for a moment, staring at his crotch. Seeing him notice my gaze, I continued with my explanation, being very professional. I lowered the head of the bed, leaning over to push the button, I noticed him smiling as he was peaking down my uniform, looking at my ample cleavage. I felt my cheeks get hot, but at the same time, got very excited. Good thing that he was alone in the room. This could be fun. Add some spice to a boring night. So I asked him to follow me to his private bathroom, dragging the pole along with us...... I asked him to disrobe, assuring him that this was standard operating procedure and that I had done this a hundred times before. In the room there was a bathtub and commode with a stainless steel hand rail between the two. I asked him to stand in the tub, resting on the handrail, exposing his buttocks. I placed the pole behind me, grabbing the tubing. I pulled out the packet of lubricant to make insertion easier. I asked him to reach around with one hand and pull his cheeks apart. I could tell he was a little embarrassed, but that he was sporting a semi erection. I kinda liked this. So i put the lubricant on my middle finger and gently started to apply it to his ass. Making sure I covered it all, i was daydreaming looking at the expression on his face, he liked it. His erection was at full mast. Hmmm, I thought, I like this. I kept massaging his ass, sneakily slipping my middle finger in. Waiting for his reaction, I was pleasantly surprised, as he let out a moan. He stuck his ass higher in the air, making it more easily accessible. Losing myself in the moment, I hiked up the bottom of my uniform and put my foot on the toilet, giving him a full view of my thigh, all the way to my white lace underwear. I slowly massaged the inside of my thigh, watching as he stared at my movements intently. Still massaging his ass, I asked if he was ready. Paul just moaned and I knew he was mine. I took the tube and showed it to him, with all the holes running the extent of the tip. I ran my hands down his back dragging my nails along his spine, while the other hand played with his asshole, teasing it with the prelubed tip. Slowly I pushed it it, and pulled it out asking if I hurt him. No, Paul said. So i slowly inserted it again, rotating it as I pushed it in about two inches. Again another moan from him. I looked at his face and could see he was enjoying it alot. He turned his head as I again ran my hand up the inside of my thigh, slipping my finger under the edge of my panties, pulling them to the side, exposing one lip, then letting it go, to be covered again. but leaving my finger inside, tracing the mound in my panties. All the while, moving the tip in and out of his ass. Grab your cock, I told him. I want to see u please yourself. Paul did not hesitate, he grabbed his cock and started stroking himself. Long, tight strokes. I pulled out the tubing and replaced the tip with the biggest tip available and again lubed it. Inserting it I heard Paul moan as he started stroking himself faster and faster. I moved the tip in and out, matching his strokes, going deeper with each thrust. I reached up and loosened the clamp, letting the hot water flow ever so slightly. Again he moaned feeling the heat in his rectum. I walked around to the front facing him, leaving the tube in place. Facing him, his head at crotch level, I dropped my panties on the floor. I raised on leg up to the toilet, pulling my skirt higher, giving him a better view. I placed his face on the soft, moist hair, while holding his head, and pulling his hair as I felt his tongue explore me. I was so hot, it took no time at all until I drenched his face with my juice. I walked behind and started to fuck his ass with the enema, watching as he was stroking fast and furious. The enema tip going in and out with each stroke of his cock. Again Paul moaned and cried, I'm close. Fuck my ass, please. I was only too pleased to oblige. As he stroked his cock, I fucked his ass matching stroke for stroke. As i rammed it in and gave it one final twist, Paul shot his load, all over the toilet. Shot after shot, it seemed he came forever as I released the last of the hot water into his ass. As he came, he collapsed over the handrail. I asked him if the enema was uncomfortable at all, and all he could say was, OH NO. I helped him clean up, put on a new gown and helped him into bed. He was weak and smiling. I bent down and kissed the end of his nose. As I turned out the light and left the room I smiled as my thoughts went to my bedside manner and how to chart what just happened.