Who Cares?

The nurse standing by used a warm rag to wipe up the excess cum from Roger's penis. The busty nurse got some on a finger and when she thought no one was looking, brought it up to her lips for a taste. Roger caught that but said nothing.

"Well Mr. Jackson, we will be taking turns trying to get the swelling down from your testicles," the nurse said who had just made him orgasm. "Nurse Petree, see to it that this procedure is marked on his chart. We don't want to overdo things now do we."

Nurse Petree was the one that had just tasted his cum and she did not look too bright. She flipped open the pages on the clip board by his bed and Roger watched her shrug and give up. Then she placed the clip board back in place onto the front of my bed. Roger watched her butt sway and heard the swish of her pantyhose as they rubbed her thighs when she departed.

Roger only then realized they had forgot to unstrap him and he could not move his arms. Just then another nurse entered his room. She had red hair and small breasts but a very short skirt. She bent over placing her rear toward Rogers and fiddled with the hospital equipment. When she was finished, she straightened and Roger spoke up.

"Excuse me but someone forgot to unstrap me. Can you help?"

The red head turned to face him and giggled. She said, "I see." She drew closer and tucked in his sheet around his naked body. He started to get hard again and she noticed. "Oh dear. You can't do that. Doctor's orders." She whipped open the thin sheet to reveal his engorged penis. Then she started stroking his cock up and down and said, "Now Mr. Jackson. This must be done if you are going to get well."

Roger tried to speak up and object but she held one hand over his mouth and kept masturbating him with her other hand.

"This is for your own good Mr. Jackson."