An Unfortunate Incident And A Midnight Encounter

Sometimes I relive my experience vividly and with powerful wet dreams. I was fourteen and I liked to get out on my own, and I walked across an open field and stepped on an open rusty can and cut my ankle deeply. I limped home, and my mother took me to the doctor's, but he sent us on to the emergency room for stitches and injections and antibiotics and cleaning out of the wound. It got very infected and behind my back the doctors had discussions with my parents of maybe having to think about amputation, if the infection could not be brought under control.

In the hospital a male nurse took care of me at night and he was very emotionally taken at my condition. At one point he leaned over and kissed me on the mouth and caressed my face for several minutes. One kiss became two kisses and then three, with a very long kiss and his hand under the covers massaging me and getting me hard before he sucked me and got me to the proverbial happy ending. It was a deep secret, and I waited for nightfall when he came on shift, and the next night I sucked his dick, and he sucked me again to 'completion'.

I left the hospital after twelve days, and I wasn't able to say goodbye to my night nurse. I went home to further bed rest and antibiotic treatments. The scars on my ankle remind me of that ordeal. But what I have wet dreams about is not that, it was those two encounters with my night nurse in the hospital. In my dreams I suck on his dick and he sucks on mind until it comes to an end when I ejaculate.