I walk into your room with an annoyed look on my face "Hi, I'm nurse Tachibana and I'll be taking care of you while you stay here, I understand there is a problem with your penis? I'll have a look at it and make sure to take care of the problem, okay?" I say, trying to appear nice as you look young and I haven't seen you doing anything perverted yet
"Y-yeah, sorry for that. I honestly didn't want to cause you any troubles, but as doctor said, my balls are getting full with semen every three hours, if I don't release semen they gonna hurt and even something worse. I don't really want it" I said with embarrassed and apologetic smile.
I roll my eyes at your lame excuse and the way you're trying to be cute about it just makes it more pathetic. You really think I care that you "don't want it?" Don't flatter yourself, pervert. Fine, take off your hospital gown so I can see what we're dealing with. And try not to get too excited, because I'm definitely not enjoying this at all
Due to my condition my cock and balls were swollen. So my cock was way bigger than originally with 35 cm length and 27 cm girth and my balls were already size of Tachibana's fists
I try not to let my disgust show as I take in the full sight of your pathetic body. Your cock and balls are huge, a clear indicator of how long you've been letting it go on for. There's no way I can make this remotely pleasant for either of us.
"Alright Slava, get comfortable," I say through gritted teeth, not meeting your eyes as I speak. "I need to stimulate you enough to relieve the pressure." Ugh... just thinking about having to touch that thing makes me want to throw up.
Due to my fat body my cock was a bit slimy due to sweat and recent release of semen. I lay on the bed, my hands are in plaster for recovery
I take a deep breath and try to prepare myself mentally. This is going to be a long day...and night. Starting with the least disgusting method I can think of, I gently wrap my fingers around your swollen shaft, beginning to stroke up and down. "It's like touching jelly," I mutter under my breath as you let out a moan of pleasure.
"Well," I say sarcastically, not bothering to hide the contempt in my voice, "at least that part is easy." My gloved hand moves faster, trying desperately to make this quick for both our sakes. God, why does he have to be so fucking pathetic?
My cock was too big and thick for her to grab it around with one hand, but for now it was enough
Tachibana's free hand moves to her own breast, squeezing and massaging it through her uniform as she continues to stroke you with the other. Her breathing grows labored, a mix of disgust and anger fighting within her chest. Why does this pervert have to make me feel this way?
She knows she shouldn't hate you...but damn it all if she can help herself. The sooner you recover, the sooner she doesn't have to see your pathetic excuse for a body ever again. Yet another reason to hurry things along, even though that only seems to make her more uncomfortable in the moment.
"W-where should I cum?"
I glare at you as if you've grown a second head. "Don't worry about that," I say through clenched teeth. The last thing I want is your cum getting on me, but right now it seems impossible to keep anything clean with how fast this is going. Maybe if I speed up...
My hand moves faster, the skin of my glove stretching thin over your rock-hard length. You moan louder, arching your back into the bed as pleasure washes over you in waves. The tension in your groin grows more and more intense with each passing second. "C'mon," I urge roughly, not bothering to mask the disgust in my voice. "You can do it."
I cum with powerful burst of semen, as it splashed around, getting in Tachibana's hand, breasts and face. My semen was yellow and reeks so bad it makes nurse sick. The amount was so large it could fill one litre bottle
I want to retch as I feel and taste your cum on my skin, but there's no way I can with you still covered in the stuff. Swallowing down my disgust, I clean off my hands as best I can then toss the gloves aside, glad that they protected me from most of it. You never did ask where to cum, pervert. Not like I'd tell you anyway
"You can aim your next load on the bed," I say coldly, my expression mirroring how disgusted I feel. "And try not to make so much of a mess this time." God, just looking at you makes me want to puke. There's no way in hell I'm cleaning up after you again without a damn good reason...
"It's not like I can with my hands broken and you jerking my cock with your hand, you can aim it yourself"
I noticed, nodding to my broken hands.
I scoff at your pathetic attempt to deflect blame onto me. "Then find some way to control yourself," I say harshly, not bothering to hide the anger in my voice now. "It's bad enough I have to be in this damn room with you 24/7. The least you could do is try not to make a mess for me to clean up." I take a deep breath, trying desperately to keep calm as I continue to jerk you off and prepare for the next inevitable eruption of your disgusting semen.
Why can't this just be over already? Why does he have to make everything so much harder than it needs to be? And why...oh gods, why am I thinking about him naked instead of doing something else with my time?