They fuck

The nurse's eyes narrowed, her gaze flicking to the bully and then back to Alex. She didn't miss the way his cheeks flushed or the slight tremor in his hand as he held the call button. But she said nothing, her expression giving away none of the turmoil she must have felt. Instead, she turned to Brett with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "It's a pleasure to meet you," she said, her voice a seductive purr.

Brett took her hand, his grip firm, his eyes never leaving hers. "The pleasure's all mine," he said, his voice low and filled with a promise that made Alex's stomach twist. "I've heard so much about you." The nurse's smile grew, a knowing look passing between them that Alex couldn't quite decipher.

Her eyes slid down to the bulge in Brett's pants, a look of hunger that was unmistakable. "Well, I'm always happy to make new...acquaintances," she said, her voice a seductive murmur that seemed to wrap around Alex's cock like a velvet vice. "Is there anything in particular you need help with?"

Alex took a deep breath, the words feeling like they were being torn from his soul. "I think...Brett wants to fuck you," he finally managed to say, his voice cracking on the last word. The nurse's eyes widened with surprise, but she recovered quickly, her smile growing even more predatory.

"Is that right?" she purred, turning to face Brett fully. Her hand slid down her hip, her thumb hooking into the waistband of her scrubs. "And what makes you say that?"

Brett's grin grew wider, his hand moving to the bulge in his pants. "Well, it's not every day you get to fuck a hot nurse," he said, his voice filled with a cocky confidence that made Alex's skin crawl. "But if you're willing..."

Without another word, the nurse stepped closer, her hand reaching out to cup Brett's cock through his pants. Alex watched, his own erection pulsing with a mix of anger and arousal as she stroked him, her movements sure and practiced. "Oh, I'm willing," she murmured, her eyes never leaving Brett's. "But we need some privacy."

With a flick of her wrist, she locked the hospital room door, the sound of the bolt sliding into place echoing through the space. The air grew thick with anticipation, the tension between the three of them palpable. Alex felt like an intruder in his own room, his body both repulsed and captivated by the scene unfolding before him.

The nurse stepped closer to Brett, her hand still wrapped around his cock, stroking it with a practiced ease that made Alex's own dick throb in his hospital gown. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear, and whispered something that made him chuckle darkly. "Looks like you're in luck," she said, her voice a seductive purr that seemed to wrap around Alex's cock like a warm, wet hand. "I've got a break coming up. And I always enjoy a good...exercise regimen."

Brett's eyes never left hers, a silent communication passing between them that was as intimate as the caress they shared. With a swift, practiced motion, she unbuckled his belt, her hand sliding into his pants to free his cock. It sprang forth, thick and heavy, the veins pulsing with a hunger that mirrored Alex's own. The nurse's eyes widened slightly, a look of genuine surprise mixed with excitement. "You're quite the package," she murmured, her voice a sweet, seductive taunt that seemed to resonate through Alex's entire body.

Brett chuckled, the sound a deep rumble that sent a fresh wave of anger and arousal through Alex. He watched, unable to look away, as the nurse took Brett's cock in her hand, her thumb tracing the thick ridge before leaning in to lick the tip. Alex felt his own erection strain against the fabric of his hospital gown, his body a traitor to his emotions.

The nurse's eyes met his, a spark of amusement in her gaze as she took Brett's cock into her mouth, her full, pink lips stretching around his girth. She sucked him deep, her cheeks hollowing as she worked him with a fervor that spoke of a shared history, a secret bond that Alex could never hope to understand. He felt the bile rise in his throat, the reality of the situation crashing down on him like a ton of bricks.

Alex watched, his body frozen, as Brett's eyes rolled back in pleasure, his hips bucking slightly as the nurse deep-throated him with ease. The bully's hand was buried in her hair, his grip tight as he guided her movements, a silent symphony of dominance and submission that played out before Alex's horrified gaze. The nurse's other hand played with her own nipple, her breast jutting out from the confines of her bra, a silent invitation to the voyeur in the hospital bed.

A storm of emotions raged within Alex – jealousy, anger, disgust, and a traitorous arousal that made his cock throb painfully against the fabric of his gown. He couldn't decide who he was more jealous of in that moment: the bully who had claimed his mother, or the nurse who was now claiming Brett. His mind reeled with the implications of their shared secret, the knowledge that he was the outsider in this twisted love triangle.

The nurse's eyes flicked to him occasionally, a spark of mischief in her gaze as she took Brett's cock deeper, her throat working around him with a skill that spoke of countless practice sessions. Alex felt his anger boil over, the injustice of it all too much to bear. Yet his hand found its way to his own erection, stroking it in time with the nurse's bobbing head. He hated her for her willingness, for the way she eagerly served his bully. But he was also envious of her, the power she held in her mouth, the way she could make Brett moan with just the flick of her tongue.

With a grunt, Brett pulled away, his cock glistening with the nurse's saliva. He grabbed her by the shoulders, spinning her around to face the hospital bed. With a swift motion, he pushed her down, her ample breasts bouncing as she hit the mattress. Alex felt a strange mix of arousal and despair as she looked back at him, her eyes alight with something dark and seductive.

The nurse straddled Alex's chest, her breasts pressing against his face, smothering him. He could feel the heat of her body, the softness of her skin against his cheeks. The scent of her arousal was intoxicating, mingling with the faint smell of antiseptic and the lingering scent of her perfume. He took in a shaky breath, his nostrils flaring as he tried to adjust to the sensation.

Brett stepped behind her, his cock still hard and gleaming from her mouth. He positioned himself at her entrance, the tip of his cock nudging against her wetness. Alex watched, his own erection pulsing with a sick fascination as his bully claimed her in a single, powerful thrust. The nurse gasped, her back arching, her breasts smacking against his face with each pump of Brett's hips.

The rhythm grew more intense, the slap of skin against skin filling the room, mixing with the nurse's moans and Brett's grunts. Alex's breath grew ragged, his hand moving to his own cock, unable to resist the dark allure of the scene playing out before him. Each time her breasts hit him, he felt a jolt of pleasure, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.

Her eyes remained locked on Alex's, a silent challenge, a dare, as she began to bounce on Brett's cock. The nurse's large breasts jiggled with each impact, smacking against Alex's cheeks, leaving a warm, wet imprint that seemed to brand him with their perversion. He could feel the heat of her body, the slickness of her sweat as she ground against him, her hips moving in a dance of dominance and submission.

"You like watching, don't you?" she panted, her voice thick with lust. "You like watching Brett fuck me, don't you, you little cuck?" The words were a knife to his soul, but they also brought a fresh wave of arousal. He nodded, his mouth open, his breath coming in short, **** gasps.

The nurse leaned closer, her breasts smearing his face with a fine sheen of sweat. "Say it," she demanded, her voice a low, guttural growl. "Say you like watching Brett fuck me." Alex's hand moved faster on his cock, his body responding to the filthy words she whispered in his ear. "I...I like it," he choked out, his voice a hoarse whisper.

Her eyes gleamed with triumph, her breath hot against his cheek as she whispered, "Good boy." With each thrust, Brett's cock grew more frenzied, his balls slapping against her ass with a wet, obscene sound that seemed to echo in the sterile hospital room. Alex felt a strange thrill, watching his bully's hips piston into the nurse, her body taking him in with a hungry need that was almost terrifying.

The nurse's hand reached behind her, her fingers finding Brett's balls, squeezing and tugging with a practiced finesse that made him groan with pleasure. "You're so good at this," she murmured, her voice a sultry whisper that sent shivers down Alex's spine. "So much better than that little slut you usually fuck."

Alex felt his cheeks burn with a mix of anger and arousal, his hand moving faster on his own cock as he watched Brett's face contort with pleasure. The bully's eyes were squeezed shut, his teeth gritted as he neared climax. The nurse's hips bucked harder, her body moving in time with Brett's, a silent choreography of lust that Alex found himself unable to look away from.

With a final, guttural groan, Brett's cock swelled inside her, his orgasm ripping through him like a tempest. The nurse's eyes widened, her body tensing as she felt the hot flood of cum fill her up. Alex watched, his own orgasm building, his mind racing with the realization of what was happening. Brett was about to cum inside the nurse, right there in his hospital room, while he was **** to lie helplessly and watch.

The nurse's moans grew louder, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps as she felt the warmth of Brett's seed spurt deep within her. She threw her head back, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy, as she rode the waves of pleasure that crashed over her. Alex's hand moved feverishly on his own cock, his body a taut bowstring ready to snap. The sight of Brett's powerful release, the sound of the nurse's wanton cries, it was all too much.

With a strangled groan, Alex felt his own climax build, his balls tightening with the promise of sweet relief. The nurse's breasts bobbed before him, a hypnotic sight that only served to push him closer to the edge. He could feel the pressure building, a dam about to burst. With a final, **** stroke, he erupted, hot cum spurting all over his chest and stomach, mingling with the sweat that coated his skin.