Date: Tue, 3 Jan 2017 20:45:21 +0000 (UTC) From: J. Brahms Subject: Rob Grows Up, Part 16 Rob in the Infirmary One morning that semester, after he and Billy had been spanked by Fred, Rob woke up feeling normal but as the day went on he started feeling a pain in his stomach, which only seemed to get worse. By mid-afternoon he was getting a bit nervous about it and wondered if maybe he had appendicitis. So, he decided to go to the infirmary and see what they said. Even though he was feeling quite uncomfortable by the time he got there, he was pleased to see that Gordon, everyone's favorite staff nurse, was on duty and would be taking care of him. Gordon ushered him into an exam room and had him undress. He handed Rob a medical gown, and told him to lie back on the exam table. Gordon's expert hands gently poked and prodded Rob's abdomen, without much reaction from the youngster. "I thought as much," Gordon said. "Luckily you don't have appendicitis, but it seems you do have some kind of gas bubble trapped in your intestine. It happens sometimes and feels much worse than it is. The solution for it is simple, too, just a good enema to release the gas. Have you ever had an enema?" Rob said no, he hadn't. He'd heard of them, but really had no idea what an enema was or what to expect. "Well, it's very simple. I'll fill this bag with water and put the nozzle into your rectum, fill you up, and then you'll expel the water - and the gas - and feel great again! Now, lie on your left side and draw your right leg up." Rob was feeling way too uncomfortable to object to anything and gladly did as he was told, in the hopes that the pain would go away. Gordon also had a way of making boys of any age not feel uncomfortable about being seen naked. So, Rob wasn't giving any thought to that aspect of things and would not have in any case. As he lay there he could hear Gordon running water and getting the bag ready. When the bag was ready, Gordon came up behind Rob and hung the bottle over the bed. "I'm going to put a little lube in you so the nozzle will slide easily," said Gordon. With that he slightly parted Rob's cheeks and lightly touched his hole with lube, and slipping just the tip of his finger into Rob. Rob wondered if Gordon could tell that he'd had fingers up there regularly already, but Gordon did not let on, either way. Even in his discomfort Rob enjoyed the feel of the finger and a sense of disappointment when Gordon was done. Quickly the finger was replaced by the nozzle, a new sensation. It wasn't uncomfortable, but did feel rather different than the fingers of his various friends that he enjoyed so much. Gordon explained that he could control the flow and that Rob was to tell him if he needed a break. "You will need to take all the water in this bag, though," Gordon told him. "Ready?" Rob said yes, and Gordon replied "here goes," and opened the valve. Rob could feel the water going into him, another new sensation. After a while he asked Gordon to stop, which he did. Gordon reached over and massage Rob's abdomen, helping the water fill his intestine. After a moment he said he would release the valve again, and Rob said ok. This time there were no problems, the bag was emptied into Rob, who began to find it pleasurable. "Clench your butt, buddy," Gordon said. "I'm going to take the nozzle out." Rob did as told and felt the nozzle slip out of him. Almost immediately he felt an overwhelming urge to "go," and told Gordon. Gordon said that meant he was ready. Rob threw off the hospital johnny and almost ran to the bathroom! It took a few minutes to release the enema, but when he was done he knew it had been the cure he needed. He waited a moment to make sure he really was done, cleaned up, and rejoined Gordon in the room. Gordon had finished cleaning up the equipment and was waiting for Rob. "OK, buddy, I need to take your temperature. Put this back on and lie down on the bed," Gordon said as he handed Rob the discarded hospital gown. Rob did as told. Soon he felt Gordon's hand parting his cheeks and again a lubed finger touching his hole and sliding in slightly. This time, since he felt better now, Rob automatically responded to that, pushing his butt up a bit to meet Gordon's finger. Gordon left it there a bit longer than really necessary, then replaced it with the rectal thermometer. This was a familiar sensation for Rob as the infirmary at both his schools and camp always did rectal temps and he'd been getting them for as long as he could remember. After the requisite time Gordon withdrew the thermometer. It seemed to Rob that he pulled it out slowly, but he wasn't sure. "Normal. Very good," said Gordon. He sat on the bed and put a hand on Rob's butt. "Feeling better?" "Yes, thanks. I really thought I was in trouble!" said Rob as he lay there enjoying the warmth of Gordon's hand. "I think you should stay here and rest for a bit," said Gordon. "Probably not overnight, but I'd like you not to leave before dinner. In fact, dinner here would be a good idea. Now, get under the covers." He gave Rob a light swat. Being a teen, Rob had recovered quickly and noticed that feeling Gordon's hand was causing him to get a bit hard. He felt a bit embarrassed and tried to maneuver himself so as not to show his hardness. In order to let Gordon pull down the sheet there was no hiding. Gordon didn't react. He got Rob tucked in and said he'd be back later to check on him. Almost immediately Rob fell into a needed sleep. The sound of movement in the room woke him up a couple of hours later. A student he barely recognized was getting undressed as Gordon waited, hospital robe in hand. Rob found out later that his name was George. Gordon heard Rob move and looked over. "Looks like it's going around. George is here with the same problem. I hope we don't get too many of you guys!" George was a senior. Watching a senior disrobe was something Rob could not help but watch. Gordon should have pulled the curtain, but somehow seemed to have forgotten. Or not. George got his clothes off and put them on a chair; Gordon handed him the robe, which he put on. Rob couldn't get a good look at his package, which frustrated him a bit, but was enjoying the show. Gordon had George lie down the same way Rob had. He gave the same explanation as George lay there with his right leg pulled up, exposing his most intimate part to both Gordon and Rob. Gordon had given the curtain a bit of a tug, but nowhere near enough to ensure privacy. Now Rob was suspecting this was all on purpose. George was definitely very uncomfortable, moaning a bit, and in no way caring who might see. Rob watched closely as Gordon got the water temperature just right, filled the bag, and hung it above the bed. He put on a surgical glove and applied some lube to his finger. Expertly he parted George's buns a bit and lubed him. Rob couldn't be sure, but it did not look as if Gordon put his finger into George. Hm. Gordon told George what to expect and slipped the nozzle into him. George took it better than Rob had, not needing a break. Rob wondered if he'd had an enema before. Just like Rob, when the nozzle was removed George hastily went to the toilet, though he kept his robe on, to Rob's disappointment. While waiting for George, Gordon cleaned up the equipment, then pulled the sheets back on the other bed. After a bit George emerged and was given a rectal temp-taking, which proved normal. Gordon said that George should stay overnight, just to rest. George climbed into bed, Gordon pulled up the covers, and his patient quickly was asleep. Satisfied that George truly was asleep, Gordon came over to Rob's bed. He showed no sign that he knew Rob had watched everything. "Let's see how you're doing, pal," he said. "On your stomach." Rob did as told and after a moment felt Gordon's finger pushing against his anus, preparing him for the thermometer. They chatted while waiting, which resulted in the thermometer staying in beyond the usual two minutes. Rob didn't mind, he was enjoying the feel of it. Finally Gordon slowly slid it out and confirmed that Rob's temperature continued normal. "One more thing to check, though," Gordon said. "Assume the position," he instructed, with a smile. Rob assumed it had to be the one used for the enema, so went on his side and pulled his right leg up. Before long he felt Gordon's finger again, pushing lightly, then sliding into him. He couldn't help it, he let out a gasp of pleasure. Simultaneously he was fully hard, though this time too focused on Gordon's finger to really care. Gordon expertly maneuvered his finger, giving Rob a very thorough exam. "The enema did a good job," Gordon said, resting his finger in Rob, rather than pulling it out. Rob was getting a bit worried that he might shoot spontaneously, though not sure if he cared. No sooner did he think that but he felt Gordon's finger move in a little further and hit his prostate. Now all control was lost and he let go, trying to stifle a cry so as not to disturb George. He didn't see Gordon smile when this happened. Gordon gave Rob a moment to get his breathing back to normal, then slipped his finger out. Rob heard Gordon pull off the glove and then say "I guess we have a little cleaning up to do here." He returned with a towel, wiped off the sheet and expertly cleaned up Rob's penis. "You must be hungry now," he said with a smile. Rob said he was. Gordon said dinner would be around shortly, which it was. As Gordon said nothing about leaving, Rob stayed in bed. He could watch tv, which he did with headphones, so as not to disturb George. About 9:00 Gordon came in, saying that his shift was over and that Rob should stay overnight. George had just woken up and was given the same instruction. A new male nurse, Dan, was with Gordon and introductions were made. Gordon gave Dan a quick rundown on the two patients, saying that they should be released after breakfast. However, he made it clear that Dan should be sure their enemas had done their work. Dan seemed to know what to do. They left. Rob and George chatted a bit about school stuff. Rob decided to be bold and asked George if he'd ever had an enema before. George sort of laughed and said that he had them since he was about five. Not many, but his grandmother believed that enemas were good at all ages "for what ails you," as she said, so he'd had some before he started at this school. He knew what to expect and had been pretty sure that an enema would be the cure for his problem, which it was. "Have you had enemas?" he asked, in turn. Rob replied that this was the first time. "What do you think," asked George. "Well, it was different. It worked, so I guess that's what counts." "Sure does," said George. It seemed he wasn't all that interested in continuing the topic, so Rob let him take the chat in a new direction. They both watched a tv show which ended at 11. Dan popped in then to tell them to turn off the tv and get some sleep. Rob was surprised how tired he was. Both boys were quickly back to sleep and slept solidly until Dan came around in the early morning to wake them up for breakfast. During the night both boys had shed their hospital gowns in their sleep, so were naked and ready for any checking Dan might do. "I need to take temps before I can let you go," he announced. "Hm, George you're older, so I guess you first." Dan, as had Gordon, only half-heartedly tugged at the curtain. George lay on his side and pulled up his right leg. Rob thought he lingered a bit prepping George, taking more time than Gordon had. George didn't seem to notice that he was on display. Rob had an excellent view, which Dan did not block. Dan's finger did seem to slip into George a bit, but Rob couldn't tell if there was any reaction. After confirming that George's temperature was normal, Dan announced that he had to do a quick inspection. George didn't react, just stayed in position, pulling his leg up further to give Dan access. Dan was still wearing the surgical glove he'd put on for the first lubing. Rob watched as he put on a more generous dollop of lube, then gently inserted his finger into George, who let out a small sigh. To Rob it sounded like pleasure, not discomfort. He was finding George more and more interesting as the morning went on. There must not have been others in the infirmary as Dan took his time checking George's insides. "Everything seems good," Dan said as he slowly slid his finger out. The placement of the beds meant that Rob was already on his left side as he watched. George rolled onto his back. He was unashamedly hard. Rob was impressed. George seemed bigger than any of Rob's friends, certainly his girth was. His balls, too, looked bigger than Rob's or his pals'. What also impressed Rob was that George didn't seem the least bothered, or to really even notice, that he was hard, any more than he seemed to care that Rob was seeing his anus and watching him get a rectal exam. Seeing him hard, however, caused a bit of a stirring in Rob who wasn't sure if he was comfortable having that reaction. Dan slipped off the surgical glove and retrieved a new one. "Assume the position," he told Rob who obeyed. He felt a slight touch as lube was applied in preparation for the thermometer. Dan's finger pushed in a bit. Rob instinctively pushed back, but Dan withdrew and replaced his finger with the thermometer. George had rolled over on his right side to watch, and his erection was pointing right at Rob, who knew he was rising and that there was no stopping it. He felt the thermometer slide in and relaxed, enjoying the sensation of it inside him. Dan chatted a bit with each of them, asking what classes they needed to get to, and when. The chatting was long enough that the thermometer stayed in more than two minutes, but Rob didn't care. Dan removed it, checked it, and confirmed that Rob, too, had a normal temperature. Rob couldn't see, but knew Dan was getting ready to give the rectal exam. "Ready?" Dan asked. Rob said he was. He felt Dan's finger again gently pushing, the slowly sliding in until it was fully in. It felt good and Rob was now fully hard, pointing back at George, who was watching the whole procedure. He showed no reactions, but kept his eyes on it all. After letting Rob get used to his finger (which didn't take long for the experienced Rob, but Dan didn't know that, so stayed still longer than Rob was used to from his friends), he started the exploration. Dan had a very active finger and it took a lot of self-control for Rob not to moan with pleasure. As he had before the thermometer went in, he instinctively pushed back a bit against Dan's finger, which Dan seemed to notice. George was still watching passively. Finally, when Rob was beginning to think he might shoot, Dan pulled out and announced that all was well with Rob, too. As he peeled off the glove he said "breakfast will be ready in about ten minutes or so, then you can get dressed and go off to your classes." He gathered up his things and left, closing the door behind him. Rob stayed on his side. For some reason he didn't want to lie back and have George see him standing straight up. He was surprised, and delighted, to see George lie back and begin to casually stroke himself. With that Rob did lie back, too. He figured if this guy, an upperclassman at that, was so relaxed about it, he could be, too. George noticed Rob taking himself in hand. "Sometimes you gotta deal with these things," he said. Both boys worked themselves for a few minutes, shooting almost simultaneously. They looked around for something with which to clean themselves and both noticed a towel had been left on each bed by Dan. So, he knew what would go on when he left. Had he been priming them? After cleaning up they got dressed and breakfast arrived. Dan saw them off after breakfast. Rob went back to his room to get what he needed for his first class. Billy was already at a class. After that night at the infirmary Rob didn't see George again, at least not to speak to. Of course he told Billy all about it. Billy was impressed with all of it, and jealous that Rob had seen not only an upperclassman, but one with an impressive cock. Rob talked up the enema and how much he'd enjoyed it. They wondered where they might get an enema kit and how could they use it discretely in the dorm. That's for another day, though.