I had torn my ACL playing ball hockey and required reconstructive surgery. I was waking up in my room after surgery and noticed this petite nurse come into the room. I saw her only from behind at first and I perked up some. Small and shapely. She noticed I was awake and approached the bed. She was a little doll. She spoke to me with this sexy accent which I later found out was Polish.

She asked if I had p~~~ed yet as not being able to pee was a side effect of the anesthetic. I responded that I hadn’t and she instructed me to try. I hopped on my crutches and headed for the bathroom. I stood at the toilet, had one hand under the faucet and the other aiming my pecker. 1 drop came out and that was it. I tucked and hobbled back to bed.

She came in a few minutes later and asked if I was successful. I told her no. She came to my bedside and pressed my abdomen above my bladder. She then says that she is going to have to put a catheter in. I was in some discomfort so I welcomed the idea. I thought this may be my Penthouse forum moment also.

She came back into the room a few minutes later with all the supplies. Hose, rubber gloves, lube, kidney pan. She sits on the bed beside me and puts on her gloves. She then lubes up the hose and begins feeding it into my dick. I could feel the hose snake its way up behind the navel and make a turn towards the bladder. It hit the bladder and forced the flapper or check valve or whatever the thing is called open. Urine began to flow. She held my dick in her hands as if it were a baby bird that had fallen out of the nest. I felt so cared for and connected to her. Not 1 sexual feeling though. It was actually better than any sexual experience I have had. Sensual as f~~~. Unbelievable actually.  I was relieved as my bladder emptied.

We sat there, chatting. Her holding my pecker and me filling every container within arms reach. Kidney pan, garbage can. I’m thinking this lasted 10 minutes or so, maybe longer.  With the way I felt I wanted it to last a lifetime. There may have been some pride on my part as I was able to control myself and not get any wood. No performance anxiety either. And I didn’t have to buy her a drink, pay her a compliment or dance with her. It was AWESOME !!!!!!!

And I didn’t have to buy her a drink, pay her a compliment or dance with her. It was AWESOME !!!!!!!

@ GotSmart: Wow, what a story, dude in fact sounds just priceless to me…! Indeed, a very hard on(e) to top…   😉

I had a similar experience a few years back when I noticed a pain and lump in one of my testicles. My doctor sent me for an ultrasound. A woman performed the ultrasound. She was attractive but nowhere near as cute as polish nurse. She applied the jelly to my nuts. It felt warm. I asked if she had warmed it up. Indeed she had. Nice. She worked over my scrote with that ultrasound thing. 10 minutes of rubbing my b~~~~. 2nd best non date. Government paid and I didn’t have to put out a nickel or an ounce of energy. Holy s~~~, I sound somewhat entitled.  And…….I got my b~~~~ back, intact.

I don’t want to kill the fantasy for you, but for drs, a nurse is the LAST person we want anywhere near our b~~~~. We would not expect to get them back intact… 😛

Your comment about nurses reminds me of my ex-dentist.  She started out in nursing but got out of that business because she couldn’t stand how the women behaved towards each other.