Careful recovery

John takes the note to the desk and heads home. He had intended to limp to try and really sell it, but found there was no need for acting his penis was sore enough from its excessive use. He gives the secretary the note and she consents for him to leave. He hurries home. No one would be home for hours. When he gets there he strips down to his bare ass and sits down on the couch legs spread to give his member as much breathing room as possible. John’s loses track of time; he even nods off for a bit. He decides to turn on the tv to keep him from falling asleep and being caught “healing” in the livingroom, but eventually he did begin to feel better.

He decides to test out his recovery. He runs up stairs and get a porno from under his mattress. He pops in the livingroom wide screen. John had always wanted to do this. It was a hentai, fairly standard affair: ****, gender switching demons, and tits bigger than your head. He really enjoyed being able to play movie at normal volume. After about Fifteen minutes he had the proof he wanted. He could get hard with out pain. He did not to use all his energy up now. He quickly turned off the porno and returned it to it’s hiding place.

John made a lunch and eat it while still nude. He was beginning to enjoy this. When he was done, he notice his sister should be getting home soon. Thus he dressed and got his books out. He wasn’t going to be any more behind in his classes than he already was. He was working on his Latin when Julie burst into the room.

“John! are you okay?” She was worried, very worried. She had heard about the attack toward the end of classes. She had been really concerned when she heard that he had been sent home. She saw him on the couch. “John, tell me about.”

“Uh, Jules this isn’t something I really want to talk about.” He his brow scrunched in legitimate embarrassment.

“You were sent home, do you need me to take you to the Doctor’s office?” She pressed.

“Look, IT is not THAT big a deal. They were just trying to cover their asses.” John assured his sister. “I am feeling fine now, hell I am going to a party to night.”

Juliet raised an eyebrow.

“Yes, I have a social life.”

“Okay, but don’t come crying me if it falls off.” She sang as she left.

That was the last they spoke that day. John ate a small dinner expecting to eat again at the party. He left on time and arrived at the Lopez house just before 6:25pm.