I ended up in the hospital overnight for observation a couple months ago. I thought I was having a heart attack that they decided was a panic attack. After I was admitted I was okay immediately. They'd given me Xanax and all the symptoms went away. Just the same they kept me overnight and had a special procedure the next morning that was routine. I thought I was okay but they cover their bases.. A couple stitches and gone by noon.

I was like a regular patient with my bum hanging out of one of those gowns. You'd think they could do better in 2024. The shift changed and my new nurse was a man. All I could think was, "Oh fuck. Not now." I was going through my gay phase. I flip back and forth. Right now the thought of being with a man makes me so horny. I lay in bed with my wife and quietly rub myself silently cumming on the sheets.

He did the rounds checking on patients. I was easy. My only issue is I'm a night owl. I don't go to bed until 2am. He came by and I was always awake. He showed up with a razor and a bowl of warm water and shaving cream. He told me he might as well prep me for tomorrow. Prep? Yeah, they have to shave an area by your groin. What? They make a slit and a long camera goes up to your heart via a long vein from your groin. He moved my gown up. I was super embarrassed. He left for a second to get a cloth and came back.

I wasn't hard, I was firm. I tried not to look at him, he was my type. Oh my god. So handsome and manly. Very dark and a low voice. Blue scrubs and when he walked I could see his cock shake a bit. He came back and pulled the curtain around. He put a cloth over my cock and rubbed the cream on the area. I was thinking thoughts that should turn me off. Didn't work. No cologne smell but the shampoo smell was nice. Okay, no hiding my semi erect cock. I apologized. He smiled, "We see it all the time." I was a little at ease. I allowed myself to get totally erect. Why not? At that point it was in the way. He laughed, "Okay. Houston we have problem." He had gloves on and pushed it out of the way. Then asked me to hold it while he shaved me."

We're uncharted territory now. He's about 27-28. Solid build. A nice looking guy with a huge smile. He pushed my gown up a little bit more as it kept sliding back down. I pulled it up and off. He told me it wasn't necessary but thanks. He noticed my breathing was low and slow. Any guy knows the shallow breathing is a sure signal of containing the fact you're aroused. It should have taken 5 minutes, we were up to 10 and he wasn't near done. The real tell was when he nudged my balls a couple times. They really weren't close to the area. Kind of but not really. He nudged them another couple times. I couldn't hold it, I groaned. Adding, "Fuck."

He said "sorry". Nice try. He's either torturing me or he's gay, and torturing me. No other options. It didn't help that my swollen cock had precum drops running down the shaft. He shook his head. Don't you ever get laid? Nope, not much. The shaving was done. He left the privacy curtain closed. "I've got to do my rounds. Back in 5." He tucked me in without the gown and took the shaving stuff away.

He came back and pulled the privacy curtains and pulled the covers back exposing my now soft cock. He said, "So, you're married? Yup. You're struggling. Yup. How long? Couple of years, it comes and goes. He smiled and nodded. Me too. I take it right now you're in the interested phase. Yup. Me too. He shook his head. "What a pair we are. So, have you ever touched a man?" I told him my cousin once. I asked it he had. He said, "All the time. It's my job." But no. I've never fulfilled my gay urges, I've never acted on them. My cock was firm. He pulled out some lotion from his pocket. Squirted some into his hand and carefully held my cock and smoothed it on. I swelled in his hand. I said, "I feel gay right now, do you?"

He smiled, "I put lotion on you because it tastes bad and I don't trust myself." and he winked. Ya know? He slowly masturbated me and rubbed lotion on my nipples. I reached down and felt around in his scrubs and found his cock. He inched closer and kissed me. At first I avoided it then I was consumed by his warm nature. He laid his head on my shoulder and kissed my neck as I came. I came as much as I've ever cum. He kissed my lips and stood up. He moved close to my head and pulled his scrubs down. He said, "you don't have to if you don't want to." I wanted him in my mouth. I wanted his cum sticking to my tongue and teeth. He fed me his cock. He pushed it into my mouth as he continued to massage my balls and reach down trying to reach my asshole.

He leaned over and kissed my forehead as he orgasmed. His cum flowed like gooey lava into my wet mouth. A light went on. No longer will I flip flop. I'm at home with a man. I'm giving him pleasure. He gave me pleasure. All good. SO GOOD. He was done. He probed my mouth stirring up his man juice. What he collected on his tongue he traced my lips and forehead. He was marking me. He said. "I guess I know where I sit now. I loved this time with you."

He left a few minutes later. He came by one more time. I gave him my cell number and he gave me his.

I'll tell you about our second date at his house next time. It was amazing. I did things I never thought I would ever do.

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