Played with by nurses before surgery

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In October 2006, I was hospitalized due to illness and was diagnosed with abdominal surgery. I've forgotten the exact date, only that it was a Wednesday. On Tuesday, the doctor told me I couldn't leave the hospital, couldn't eat solid food, and could only consume liquids. He also told me I needed to undergo pre-operative preparations.

Not knowing what those preparations entailed, I asked a nurse, and they mentioned things like shaving and enemas. I'd never had an enema before, so I didn't know if it was painful, but I was actually looking forward to it. Having a pretty nurse give me an enema would be quite interesting, wouldn't it? ^_^ I

spent the whole day in the ward, but no nurse paid any attention to me. Oh well, luckily I had some erotic novels and porn in my notebook, which helped pass the time. In the afternoon, I secretly went home, took a shower, grabbed some things, and parked my car.

I forgot to mention, I was in Qingdao, at what's supposedly the most beautiful tertiary hospital in China. Most of the nurses were recent nursing school graduates, and they only signed temporary contracts with these young nurses, one year at a time. The nurses' salaries weren't high either. I was in a three-person ward. I originally wanted a single room, but unfortunately, this lousy hospital didn't have any. Single rooms were only available in the VIP area, and I'm not exactly a VIP, so I had to squeeze into a three-person room. Anyway, back to the point. (By the way, don't ask which hospital this is; I won't tell you. Telling you would be too dangerous for me/that nurse. Hehe.)

I waited until evening, when all the doctors had gone home. I couldn't wait any longer, so I went to the nurses' station and asked: "Didn't you say I'd have surgery tomorrow, and today was for pre-operative preparation? Why is no one taking care of me?"

The nurse on duty looked at the surgery list; it was indeed my first surgery the next morning. (Everyone knows that if you're going to have surgery, you have to be the first one. The anesthesiologist and others are still relatively alert then; the later you do it, the worse it is. I got this first surgery by giving a bribe.)

The nurse on duty said: "Just wait in the ward; they'll call you in a bit."

I stayed in the ward for quite a while, during which I coaxed my wife away, patting my chest and saying, "It's just an enema or something, you don't need to be here. I'm a grown man, I can handle this little bit of pain. Just come before my surgery tomorrow morning." Actually, I was thinking that exposing my butt to the nurses in front of my wife felt incredibly awkward.

Around 6 PM, a nurse came and called, "**Bed, come over for shaving." (Shaving means removing the hair from the surgical area, an important step to prevent infection. Since it was abdominal surgery, I figured it was just removing some belly hair, nothing serious.)

I went into the treatment room, and two nurses followed, one tall and one short. The taller one called the shorter one "teacher." Looking at their name tags, the shorter one was a regular nurse, and the taller one was an intern, someone who hadn't graduated from nursing school yet. They were both wearing masks, so I couldn't tell how pretty they were. Judging from their eyes and the wrinkles around their eyes, the shorter one was probably around 25 or 26, and the taller intern nurse was at most 18 or 19. For the sake of convenience, let's call the shorter one B and the taller one A.

"Lie down on the bed," B said.

I looked at the treatment bed next to me and lay down. A disposable plastic sheet had already been laid out on it. Lying there, I stared at the ceiling and listened to them preparing their tools.

After a while, B said, "Lift up your clothes and undo your pants."

I obediently lifted my running clothes to my chest and untied the drawstring of my sports pants, but didn't take them off completely. (By the way, it's best to wear sportswear when you're hospitalized for surgery to avoid the hassle of zippers/buttons/belts.)

"Take off your pants," B said.

Huh, why do I have to take off my pants? I thought to myself, but didn't dare ask. I gently pulled them down a little, just enough to cover my penis.

"Go further down, down to your knees."

It was the first time I'd ever exposed my penis in front of two girls. I guess my face must have turned red.

There was nothing I could do; this was a hospital, so I had to listen to them. —I did as they said.

At that moment, A and B came over and stood beside me. Because the treatment bed didn't have a pillow, I could only see the ceiling.

I felt a hand smear something on my stomach, and then I felt a razor shaving back and forth on my stomach, occasionally wiping away the shaved hair with my hand.

Thinking that I was showing off my erection in front of two women, I slowly started to feel something. However, I tried to tell myself: "Deep breath, don't be so embarrassing, I'm over thirty, don't lose control.

" Then I heard B say, "Come on, next one, you do it."

I felt something cool being smeared on my lower abdomen, and then the razor started shaving the hair on my lower abdomen. This hand was trembling a little; I guessed it was the intern nurse A.

I was still trying hard to suppress myself, constantly telling myself, "Hold on, hold on, don't get aroused."

A little while later, the shaving on my lower abdomen was finished. I just reached to pull up my pants when B said, "Don't move, you still need to shave the hair down there."

"Wait a minute, the doctor said it's abdominal surgery, only an incision near the navel."

"Then you still need to shave the hair down there. If there are problems during the surgery and the incision needs to be enlarged, it won't be time to shave it then. Besides, the hair down there is quite dense, easily trapping dirt and potentially causing infection, so it has to be shaved."

I thought: Oh no, oh no, I've never shaved my hair in my entire life, now I'm going to have a hairless penis. Despite these thoughts, I could only look at the ceiling at that moment, not daring to look the nurse in the eye. I covered my eyes with one hand, just pretending to take a nap.

Then, I felt a hand smearing something on the skin of my penis, and a moment later, a razor was shaving it. To ensure a thorough shaving, A used his other hand to hold down my penis. At this point, I couldn't resist anymore, and my penis started to resist, trying to stand up.

After shaving the top of my penis, A pressed it to the left and began to process the hair on the right side of my penis according to the procedure. At this moment, I could clearly feel my penis becoming engorged and swollen.

Just then, I heard A and B whisper, "This one's swollen and strong, why don't you press it for me?"

B said, "Hmm, this guy looks pretty thin, but his thing is quite hard. Don't let your hands shake, be careful."

"Look, it's covered in hair, but not much."

"It still needs to be shaved off. You don't have a boyfriend yet, do you?"

"Hmm, Teacher B, are all men's like this?"

"Pretty much, some are long, some are short, some are thick, some are thin."

"Then you must have had quite a few done."

"I have no choice in this line of work.

" "Is this considered long or short?"

"A bit above average, some are longer than this. Medically speaking, a normal male erection should be around 12cm, this is about 14cm, which is considered relatively long."

At this point, the hair on my penis was shaved off. While wiping my penis, the nurse squeezed it, even through a disposable glove, but it felt great. Her hand was very light and soft.

Next, the nurse A pressed my penis to the right and shaved the hair on the left side.

"Teacher, should we shave the bottom too?" A asked.

"Shave all the way up to the thighs," B said.

Just then, the alarm went off outside; a patient was calling for a nurse. B said, "You keep shaving, I'll go check."

Now it was just A and me in the room. I steeled myself, thinking, "You've seen me all over, even touched me, I have to tease you a little, otherwise I'll be at a disadvantage.

" "You just graduated, right? An intern?" I asked.

A said, "No, I'll graduate next year." Her voice trembled slightly.

"How long have you been here?"

"Today is my second day, I just reported yesterday."

"Just the two of you tonight?"

"Yeah, it's just after the National Day holiday, there aren't many patients. Right now, there's only one nurse supervising one intern at night."

"You've never had your penis shaved before?" "

I just did a simulation at nursing school, never actually done it."

"Why are you blushing?" Actually, I was just guessing. A young nurse like this, staring at a man's penis like that, even touching it, it's no wonder she blushes.

"No, no."

"You've never touched this before?"

"No." Who knows if she has or hasn't? Even if she has, she'll just say no.

"Did you see it clearly this time?"

"Um...no..."

"Be careful, slow down, don't accidentally castrate me."

"Hehehehe..." Looks like my humor had some effect.

"Have you ever seen a man's penis before?"

"Yes, we saw it in anatomy class, but it was dead." Oh my god, I just felt goosebumps all over.

"Is this your first time seeing this live?"

"Yeah, I only knew men get really excited, but I didn't expect it to be this big. Oh, could you please lift your hips and spread your legs? I need to shave the hair down there."

I obediently lifted my hips and spread my legs.

"Why do you still have hair here?" she asked, referring to my scrotum.

"It's normal, it's all there."

"How can I shave it? The skin is all wrinkled."

"Just use your hand to straighten the skin, and you can shave it."

I was really obedient. A used her hand to straighten the skin on my scrotum and began carefully shaving the hair. This feeling was very special, and because some hair was on the lower half of my scrotum, A had to bend her head while doing it. This position must be very obscene, but unfortunately I was looking up at the ceiling and couldn't see it.

"Oh dear, there's more down there," she said, referring to the area between my scrotum and anus.

"You'll have to work hard. Do your teachers explain the anatomy in detail during class?"

"Not really, I just memorized the terms, but I don't really understand them." At that moment, A was using his hand to brush my scrotum upwards and shave the hair underneath.

"If you don't understand anything, ask me, and I'll show you."

Just then, B pushed the door open and came in. "Bed 12 is such a hassle, the drainage bag is full again, I told him to eat less... How's it going, are you done yet?"

Almost. At that moment, B stood under my legs, glanced at me, and said, "It's done, you don't need to shave the lower part. Just shave the hair on your inner thighs."

"Teacher, this is my first day on the job, can you explain some things to me? Our lessons aren't very clear."

"Let me ask him if he's willing first, this requires the patient's consent. **Bed, can I borrow your body to give A a lesson?" B asked me.

"Sure, but don't hurt me, I'm afraid of pain." I thought: What's the big deal? You've already seen it anyway.

While we were talking, everything that needed shaving was done. B gave me some tissues and told me to wipe myself. I got out of bed, stood up, and quickly wiped the pubic hair off my body. My penis was still engorged and softening, hanging long and dangling.

B said, "You can stay in bed. I'll give A a lesson; there's nothing else to do right now."

I thought, I can't just stare at the ceiling all the time. "Could I put something under my head? It's uncomfortable without a pillow," I said, and put my bag under my head so I could see what they were doing. (Hospital tip: wherever you go, keep your bag with you. Put your phone in it, a little cash, and a book, unless you're giving it to a relative. There are too many thieves in hospitals these days.)

Next, B pointed to my body, telling A, "This is the stomach, this is the liver, this is the intestines..."

I noticed A's eyes were a little uneasy, constantly glancing down at me.

Then B told her, "This is the penis, this is the scrotum..." He then held my penis and showed A where the urethra was, where the ureter was, where the vas deferens was, where the testicles were... He gave her a very detailed sex education lesson, and I took the opportunity to catch up on what my previous teachers hadn't covered.

At that moment, I felt my penis getting harder and harder, and I started to feel the urge to ejaculate.

I noticed A's eyes were a little glazed over, while B continued to ramble on about his knowledge...

"Okay, do you have any more questions?" B asked

. "Ah," A seemed to suddenly wake up, "Oh, no."

"Okay, thank you," B said politely.

That was it. Thank goodness I didn't ejaculate, otherwise, it would have been incredibly embarrassing. I then pulled up my pants, ready to leave.

B said, "Get yourself some hot water; come back for an enema in a bit."

A little while later, I poured a kettle of hot water, put it in the treatment room, and ran to find B. "Okay, I've got the water."

"Take some extra toilet paper and wait in the treatment room."

About fifteen minutes later, A and B came in again.

B immediately said, "Take off your pants and lie on your side." Again, taking off pants. Ugh, they say you shouldn't marry nurses; they tell every man to take off his pants.

I obediently pulled my pants down to my knees and lay on my side.

B used hot water, mixed some with cold water, tested the temperature, added some oily stuff, pulled over an IV stand, and hung everything on it.

Holding one end of the tube in one hand, she forcefully spread my buttocks with the other. "Don't be nervous, relax. If you're nervous, your anus will be too tight, and it won't go in."

Of course I'm nervous; it's my first time having someone insert something into my anus. I thought to myself. Then, I felt a cool plastic tube being inserted into my anus. "Ouch!" I'm especially afraid of pain. "

Relax, the more tense you are, the more it will hurt. The tube is quite thin, just relax and it will be fine."

So I could only count in my mind 1, 2, 3, 4... while taking deep breaths. After a while, I felt the tube going in. And believe it or not, after relaxing, it didn't hurt anymore.

At this time, B didn't forget to give A a lesson, "Look, when you insert it, be careful, be gentle, insert it about 15 centimeters... Okay, let the water out."

Then, I felt water flowing from the tube into my intestines. The feeling was very strange. The first thing I felt was the urge to defecate.

B seemed to know what I was thinking. "Hold on a bit. Finish this bag of water. Lie down for another ten minutes or so. If you really can't hold it in, get up and go to the toilet. Do this four or five times until you've completely emptied your bowels."

A strong urge to defecate overwhelmed me, so I had to hold it in... hold it in... hold it in...

Finally, all the water was gone. B said to A, "You stay here and watch over things. I'll go outside."

I slowly realized that the more I tried not to think about it, the better I could hold it in; the more I wanted to go, the harder it was to hold it in. I hummed a little tune to myself and lay there for about twenty minutes. Suddenly, the urge became incredibly strong, and I immediately rushed to the toilet. I had a good bowel movement (details omitted here, to avoid spoiling the experience).

After resting for a while, I went to B: "Okay, let's do it again."

This time, B didn't do anything and let A do it instead. And so it happened a second time.

The third time, B just ran into the break room and wouldn't come out, probably flirting with the doctor on duty. Humph!

A said, "I'll do it for you, let the doctor rest for a while."

After two attempts, I figured out a trick: slow down the water flow so the urge isn't so strong, and it's best to think about something else.

This time, while A was adjusting the water temperature, he said, "Brother, I didn't remember everything Teacher B said earlier, can I review it again?"

I thought, "This might work?" "Sure, but could you lock the door? It wouldn't be good if someone came in."

A went over, locked the door, and turned around. I was already lying on the bed.

This time, A wasn't wearing a mask, and blushing, he said, "Brother, your pants..."

That's when I realized I hadn't taken my pants off, so I took them off myself. After two trips, my penis was already soft.

A said, "Your thing is too small."

"It's tiring to keep it up all the time, so I have to retract it when I'm not using it."

"How come it's like this, sometimes big, sometimes small?"

"You don't know, do you? That's how Sun Wukong's magic staff came about."

"Nonsense, you're quite the storyteller. Can it even get hard now?"

"Try touching it with your hand, it'll get hard in a bit." Actually, I wasn't very confident saying that; I'd just had two bowel movements, even a hero can't withstand three. I hoped my penis would give me some face.

A really started touching it with her hand, her technique was very clumsy, she only knew how to touch my penis, touch my scrotum, and know how to hold my penis and pull back the foreskin. Slowly, my penis felt again and started to get hard.

"You're still a virgin, right?" I asked abruptly.

"Yes." A buried her head very low, I could almost feel her breath on my penis.

"That opening up there, that's where you pee, right?"

"Probably, and it's also where you ejaculate. You've never seen a man ejaculate before, have you?"

"Yeah."

"Do you want to see?" I asked this with the heart of a hero going to his execution. Who knew, she didn't answer. No answer means yes. "If you want to see, you can slowly move up and down like this. It would be best if you could give me some stimulation, so it'll be faster."

"What kind of stimulation?"

"Let me see your things, like your breasts."

"Hmm, no, what if Teacher B comes in?

" "Didn't you lock the door?"

"She has a key."

I thought, for her future, let's not force it. If Teacher B really catches her, A won't be able to do it anymore.

So, A slowly touched me, slowly stroked me. I reached out and touched her breasts through her nurse's uniform.

Unexpectedly, just touching her breasts made her tremble violently. It seems she really is a virgin.

"Is your lower body wet too?"

"Yeah," her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"Do you want some?"

"No, I have to save some for my husband."

We chatted like that, and then I ejaculated without telling her beforehand; it all came onto her nurse's uniform. She was startled and quickly washed herself with water.

Later, I had two more enemas, and I was so weak I couldn't even walk. She was still very gentle, helping me to bed to rest. At that time, I never even considered taking advantage of her again that night. Lying in bed, I felt completely powerless. The next day I had surgery. In the days following the surgery, she changed my IV drip, changed my sheets, and removed my catheter, but we never had a chance to be alone together again. Besides, I was so weak after the surgery that I didn't know anything.

Later, I had my stitches removed. When I was about to be discharged, she helped me pack my things, and I secretly asked for her phone number, but she didn't give it to me. She only said, "Thank you."

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