Date: Mon, 25 Apr 2011 13:18:52 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Nurse and the Patient, Part 18

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Mark Stevens



Nurse and the Patient, Part 18



	Jonathan opened the door and was met face to face with Tony
Miller. A man he didn't know was standing next to him.
	"Jonathan, this is Ty Bennett. He's with the local police
department."
	Jonathan shook the policeman's hand. "Jonathan Davis," he
said. "Won't you please come in?"
	Tony had called earlier to say he was bringing a policeman over to
speak with them.
	"Lance is waiting in the den."
	Lance greeted the new comers with a smile and asked them to take a
seat.
	Tony looked at Lance and said, "I have given all the information we
have to Mr. Bennett. He has some questions for you."
	"Mr. Thompson, I have had quite an interesting visit with
Mr. Miller here. He has told me quite a story. Can you back it up?"
	"I can. Have you had time to look over the contents of the box
yet?"
	Ty Bennett nodded. "I have; however, I intend to dig into it more
fully when I get back to the office. What can you tell me?"
	Lance talked for the biggest part of an hour, discussing everything
they knew concerning Smyth Oil, as well as Samuel Thompson.
	When he had summed everything up, Ty Bennett looked over at
Jonathan. "I understand you were the one doing some undercover work
here. Is that correct?"  ` "Yes."
	"You're a nurse, is that correct?"
	"It is. Lance was in an accident a few weeks ago. I came home with
him from the hospital."
	"He was unable to care for himself?"
	"That's right. He had two broken legs and was confined to bed when
he first came home."
	"I see. Other than being here in the capacity of Mr. Thompson's
nurse, did you have any other responsibilities concerning Mr. Thompson?"
	"No sir."
	"Why did you decide to take on this added responsibility? As," he
looked down at his notepad and said, "Terry Watkins?"
	"I asked him to do that," Tony spoke up. "I felt certain something
was going on with the company, and I knew that I could not find out
anything. I also realized that Lance wouldn't be able to either. Sam
Thompson has pretty much forbid him any access to the company. I thought,
as an outsider that no one from the company knew, that Jonathan might be
able to find out what was going on."
	Ty suddenly smiled. "Well, it looks to me as if you did one hell of
a job, Terry."
	Lance leaned forward in his chair. "What can be done about this?
Where do we go from here?"
	"My advice to you is that you should hire yourself a good
lawyer. Once you've done that, he can have access to all of the records you
gave me. He can look those over and decide from there. Right now I am going
to try and locate your father and this Doughty woman and see what they have
to say."
	"He is not my father," Lance said bitterly.
	"Which may well be true, but until that is proven, in the eyes of
the police department, he is."
	Ty Bennett talked with them a few more minutes and then stood to
his feet. "I will head back to the office," he said. "I'll be in
touch. Again, Mr. Thompson, get yourself a damned good lawyer, okay?"
	Lance promised the police officer he would look into it
immediately.
	When it was just the three of them, he looked from Jonathan to
Tony. "You guys have any suggestions? About a lawyer, I mean. I don't know
any except those tied up with the company, and they sure as hell won't work
with me."
	"I've never had to use a lawyer," Tony said. "My life has been too
mundane to need one of those guys," he finished with a grin.
	"Same goes for me as well," Jonathan said. He stood to his feet. "I
have an idea."
	He went over and picked his cell phone up. He punched in a number
and waited. Soon he greeted, "Hey, Ann, what's up?"
	After a bit of typical chit chat he said, "Ann, do you have a
direct number where I can reach Dr. Todd?"
	"Just his office," she told him. "I can give that number to you."
	Jonathan jotted the number down on a pad at the bar and said,
"Thanks. I'll give you a call soon and we'll talk. Bye, Ann."
	Jonathan punched in another number.
	"My name is Jonathan Davis, and I am caring for one of Dr. Todd's
patients. Lance Thompson is the name of the patient. When Dr. Todd has a
second could you please have him give me a call?" He gave his number out
and said, "Thanks."
	Placing his phone back on the bar, he said, "I trust Dr. Todd
completely, and I'm sure he can help us out."
	"So, now we just wait for him to call back?" Tony asked.
	"Yeah, and who knows how long that will be," Jonathan said. "You
might want to go on to work. We can call you when we know something."
	Tony stood to his feet. "Sounds like a plan to me. I'll be in touch
with you later today."
	Before Tony could take a step Jonathan's telephone rang. He sat
back down on the couch and waited.
	Jonathan took the call, and once again wrote something down on the
pad. "Thanks very much, Dr. Todd. I'll talk to you again soon and fill you
in on everything."
	"Here you go," he said handing the piece of paper to Lance.
	Lance read the name on the sheet of paper. "Glenn Maxwell"
	"Dr. Todd says he's really good. He thinks he will be able to help
you."
	"Then give me the telephone," Lance said.
	He made the call. However, Mr. Maxwell was out of the office, but
would be in later that afternoon if he would like to make an appointment to
see him.
	Lance looked over at both Tony and Jonathan. "He can see us this
afternoon at four o'clock. Can we make it?"
	"Damn straight, we can make it, Jonathan assured him.
	"I agree," Tony said. "The sooner we get the ball rolling the
better."
	"Will anyone miss you at work?" Jonathan asked.
	"Don't think so. Didn't I tell you that for some reason Agnes has
taken a few days off? No one seems to know where she is, and most don't
even seem to care."
	"I can understand that," Jonathan said with a smile. "I wouldn't
think she would win any popularity awards with the people she works
with. Has anyone said anything about Sam? I am assuming he's also taken
some time off as well."
	"You are correct, and nothing has been mentioned. Everyone is
acting like he is still away on a business trip."



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	It was six o'clock when the three of them, Jonathan, Lance and
Tony, walked out of Glenn Maxwell's office. The lawyer had listened as they
each took turns giving him the facts as they knew them. When everything was
said and done, he agreed to take the case if Lance wanted him to.
	Lance assured him he did and ended up paying him a retainer
fee. The lawyer told him he would get with Ty Bennett at the police station
and look the files over. Then he would be back in touch with him.
	Outside on the sidewalk Lance said, "How about dinner, guys? My
treat," he added.
	They ended up going to one of Lance's favorite places, a little
hole in the wall Chinese restaurant. Over their food they talked about the
situation, and each one voiced his opinion on how he hoped things worked
out.
	Finally Lance said, "Okay, guys, I am tired of this shit. Can we
talk about something else for a change?"
	"I agree", Tony said. He stretched his neck. "I can feel every
muscle in my body pull."
	"Mine, too," Jonathan agreed. He looked over at Lance and said, "I
think I'm going to soak in the hot tub this evening if you don't mind."
	"I certainly don't mind. Hell, I'll even join you."
	"Must be nice," Tony grinned.
	"Oh, it is," Jon smiled.
	"Why don't you join us for a bit?" Lance asked. "After all, you've
kept your ass busy today."
	Jonathan was surprised at the invitation Lance had given Tony, but
he guessed it was okay. After all, the hot tub was Lance's, to invite
whomever he pleased.
	"Are you serious?"
	"Sure. After all, I am responsible for those aching muscles you
have. It's the least I can do."
	"Careful, I might just take you up on that offer."
	"Please do," Jonathan said. "We'd like to have you."
	"Okay, then, I will come over. I must admit, the thought of
relaxing in a tub of warm water sounds very tempting."
	"Good, it's settled."
	They finished their meal and headed for Lance's house. Jonathan
drove Lance and Tony followed behind them in his car.
	Sitting beside Jonathan in the car, Lance said, "Jon, are you all
right with Tony dropping by the house?"
	"It's fine with me."
	"Are you sure?"
	Jonathan seemed to ponder his thoughts for a moment. Then he said,
"I am okay with it."
	"I guess we have to behave in the hot tub?"
	"Define `behave'."
	"You know what I mean."
	"Well, if you have a notion to fuck me, I won't try and keep you
from it."
	"Seriously?"
	"Well, I wouldn't want to offend Tony or do anything that would
make him uncomfortable," Jonathan answered.
	"Tell me something, Jon, so you think he would be offended if we
did fuck?"
	"I'm not certain. I've never actually given it any thought either
way, where Tony's concerned."
	Lance was quiet for a moment. Then he said, "Here are my thoughts
on it. Hear me out, okay?"
	"I'm listening."
	"I wouldn't mind a bit of playing around in the tub. I wouldn't
even mind a bit of innocent flirting between us and Tony; however, I really
don't think"
	When Lance didn't continue, Jonathan said, "We should let him fuck
us, or us him. Is that what you were going to say?"
	"Yeah, I kind of think fucking as something special that the two of
us share. Am I wrong in thinking that way?"
	"I absolutely agree with you."
	"Good, I didn't want to sound selfish. But then, I guess I really
am. I don't like the idea of sharing your ass with any one."
	"We may be concerned for nothing. Tony may just be another straight
guy, and to him, getting in a hot tub with two other guys is just the same
as going to the gym."
	Jonathan soon pulled into Lance's drive and shut the car engine
off. They had taken Lance's walker with them, and now he brought it out
from the back of the car.
	Tony had pulled his car up beside them, and he joined them. "Need
any help?"
	"Think we have it," Jonathan said.
	As they came inside the house Lance said, "It's almost dark enough
we can hit the hot tub."
	"Oh, I meant to ask, Lance, do you have an extra suit I can wear?"
	"Yep, no problem," Lance answered. He grinned and said, "However,
Jon and I usually don't wear suits. That's why we like to wait until it's
good and dark. I keep thinking I'm going to have a privacy fence
installed. Do you mind if we don't wear our suits?"
	"No problem for me," Tony grinned. "I go to the gym a couple times
a week, and I usually hit the hot tub while I'm there. Nude," he added with
another grin.
	Jonathan went into Lance's bedroom and soon returned with a
robe. "I'll show you where you can change. You might want to wear this out
to the tub."
	They left Tony in a spare bedroom and went to their own room. They
soon returned to the den wearing robes. Lance was in his chair this
time. Tony was already waiting for them.
	"You're fast," Lance replied.
	"Yeah, that's me." Tony put his hands in the pockets of the robe he
was wearing."
	Jonathan handed him a towel, and they headed out the door.
	When they reached the hot tub, Jonathan helped Lance out of his
chair. Lance pulled his robe off and dropped it on his chair. Together,
Jonathan and Tony helped him into the water.
	Jonathan also pulled his robe off and quickly stepped over the
side, falling down into the water. He sat beside Lance, their bodies
touching.
	"Okay, your turn," Lance said. "The water's fine, so come on in."
	Grinning, Tony quickly shucked his robe off and joined them, but
not before both Lance and Jonathan had a chance to "look him over". As Tony
stepped into the water, they saw that he had a thick mat of blond chest
hair. It was almost as thick as the hair on Jonathan's chest, and just as
blond. It ran all the way down to an even thicker bush of blond
tangles. His cock, although soft, still looked to be around five inches.
	Jonathan couldn't help but wonder how long it actually was when he
was hard.
	Tony sat down in the water across from them. He sighed as the water
rose up around the base of his neck.
	"Just what the nurse orders after a hard day," Lance told him.
	"I couldn't agree more," Tony said. "I really appreciate you guys
inviting me over."
	"Oh, you've already paid us sufficiently," Lance assured him.
	"I have? I didn't do anything special," he said. "Anyone worth
their salt would report what I did."
	"I don't think that's what Lance is referring to," Jonathan
laughed.
	"It's not? I don't". Sudden light shown in Tony Miller's eyes as he
said, "Oh, I get it. You two are bad."
	"To the bone," Lance agreed. "What can we say? We never get tired
of looking at a hot guy."
	"Well, the two of you definitely strike a good pose," he told them.
	"Excuse me?"
	It was Jonathan who spoke.
	"I think he's saying the two of us are just as hot," Lance
explained.
	Hearing the words, Tony's face suddenly turned a deep shade of
red. He remained quiet, not saying a word.
	When Lance had turned the whirlpool on in the tub he had also
flipped the switch that lit the tub up. They could look through the water
and see the bottom of the tub.
	Lance said, "Jon, I think Tony is enjoying himself in the hot tub."
	"He did say the water was great," Jon said.
	Lance pointed at the water. "No, I think he's enjoying more than
the water."
	Jonathan looked down. He saw that Tony's cock had grown about half
mast, rising between his legs.
	"It's just a natural reaction," he said. "Happens to me all the
time," he added.
	"Damn, and all along I thought it was just the affect I was having
on you."
	"Well, that, too. I think you're embarrassing Tony."
	"You guys are crazy," Tony laughed.
	"And horny," Lance grinned. "As you can see for yourself."
	They looked down and saw Lance's own cock was completely hard,
waving in the water, his thick brown curls moving in time with the swirling
water.
	Tony's cock suddenly jerked and filled the rest of the way out.
	"No doubt about it, he likes what he sees", Lance decided.
	"Okay, guys, I will admit, I do enjoy watching a hot sexy guy. And
you two are definitely hot," he told them.
	Jonathan said, "Okay, I'm just going to ask this and get it over
with. Tony, we usually fuck in the tub. Will that offend you?"
	"Hell no, it won't bother me. Well, actually, it will bother
me. But I know how I can take care of that little problem."
	"Oh, it looks anything but little," Lance said. He moved over
leaving a space between him and Jonathan. "Why don't you join us? You look
lonesome all the way over there."
	Tony looked surprised. "Are you sure?"
	"Sure," Jon said, "come on over."
	"Only if I can cop a feel," Lance grinned.
	Tony moved across the water and sat on the bench between them. "I
think that can be arranged."
	Jonathan reached over and wrapped his fingers around the base of
Tony's thick cock. He could feel the blond cock curls tickle his hand in
the water. At his touch, Tony's cock gave a twitch.
	Lance reached over and placed a hand on Tony's chest. He could feel
the matted blond curls against his fingers as he slowly snaked his way
downward. When he came to the thick bush he stopped a moment enjoying the
feel of the hair against his skin.
	"God, that feels good," Tony said with a shudder.
	Jonathan let go of his cock and reached for the two furry balls
below the cock he had been holding.
	Lance wrapped his fingers around the thick hard dick and slowly
began to rub it. Then he grinned and said, "I want to get you good and
primed so you will enjoy the sight of me fucking Jon. He loves it when my
hard cock plows through his hairy hole. Don't you, Babe?"
	"Fuck yeah," Jon answered. "I love to feel him all the way inside
me. I know he's there when I feel his thick bush scratching my ass. He can
make me cum without even touching my dick."
	"Fuck, you guys are going to make me shoot if you keep this up."
	They let go of him, drawing their hands back. They weren't ready
for Tony to cum just yet.
	"Come here Babe, I'm going to fuck that hairy hole," Lance said.
	Jonathan stepped out into the water. He stood in front of Lance and
wrapped his arms around him. His mouth found Lance's, and their lips met,
their tongues probed each other, and with the kiss, they both forgot they
weren't alone in the hot tub. The kiss they shared brought out so much
passion their bodies began to shake in the water.
	Tony watched as the two of them made love, and the sight of both
cocks getting harder and starting to streak precum in the water was enough
to make him blow his own heavy load. He abruptly stopped jacking and
watched the two of them continue their love making.
	Suddenly Jonathan pulled away. "Fuck me," he moaned. "Fill my ass
with your hairy cock, Lance."
	Jon turned and faced the other way, his back and ass facing Lance.
	With the help of the water, Lance stood to his feet. His cock
rubbed into Jon's crack. Lance could feel the thick row of little blond
hairs lining the crack. They seemed to attach themselves around his dick.
	He pressed the tip of his dick at the entrance of Jon's hairy hole
and stopped. The action only teased Jon and made him want it all the more.
	"Come on, put it in," he cried out.
	Lance pushed the tip inside and waited for just a second or
two. Then without any warning, he slammed the rest of the way inside until
he was buried balls deep inside Jon.
	"My bush is buried in your ass crack," he said.
	"I know. Fuck me, Lance. Fuck my hairy hole."
	"You guys are so fucking hot," Tony moaned. "fuck his ass, Lance,"
he cried out.
	As Lance began to fuck Jonathan hard and fast, Tony crawled up and
sat on the edge of the hot tub. His eyes on the two that were fucking, he
started stroking his cock. The harder Lance fucked Jonathan, the faster
Tony stroked his own leaking dick.
	"Shit, your ass feels so fucking hot," Lance groaned.
	"Fuck me," Jon ordered. "Give me that that thick hot load. Fill my
ass with your spunk."
	"God, it's coming," Lance cried out. "I'm going to shoot inside
you," he said. "Fuck! Here I cum."
	"Damn!" Tony called out.
	At the same time Lance filled Jonathan up with his hot man cream
Tony Miller shot his creamy load on his chest. It landed between his
nipples and then slowly began to crawl through his matted chest hair,
making a trail through the blond curls.
	"I need to cum," Jonathan called out.
	Suddenly Tony jumped back into the water. "Can I help you?" he
asked.
	Jonathan looked at Lance, and receiving a nod, stood on the seat
and leaned against the back of the hot tub.
	Tony leaned over and took Jonathan's cock between his fingers. He
placed his lips on the tip and slowly made his way down the hard hairy
shaft. When he felt Jon's thick blond curls tickling his nose, he slowly
began working his wet mouth up and down enjoying the thick hard dick that
was sliding across his tongue.
	Jon shivered when he felt the wetness of Tony's mouth cover him.
	"God, that feels good," he moaned."
	Tony began working the hard cock like crazy, and because of the
hard fucking he had just received, Jon was ready to come in almost seconds.
	"I'm going to cum," he warned.
	Tony sucked harder and suddenly felt the dick swell up inside his
mouth. He knew Jon was about to blow his load.
	So did Lance. He leaned over and placed his lips on Jon's mouth and
stared kissing him.
	Jon jerked in the water, and the first spurt of cum flew out of his
dick and into Tony's mouth, followed my several more blasts.
	Tony continued sucking until Jon's cock was dry, and Lance remained
pressed tightly next to Jon as they shared each other's feelings.
	When it was over, Tony said, "Wow that was something."
	"Was pretty intense," Lance agreed.
	"I have no complaints," Jon said with a smile.
	They sat in the water for a few minutes surrounded by silence,
enjoying the after math of what the three of them had just experienced.
	Tony was the first to speak. He said, "I just thought of
something. Lance, more than likely you are going to be my boss. And I mean
boss with a capital B. Maybe we weren't very smart in allowing this to
happen."
	Lance looked at Tony for a moment or so. Finally he said, "It's not
going to be a problem for me. Is it going to be one for you?"
	"I'm not sure. I hope not."
	Jonathan spoke up saying, "First of all, Tony, nothing actually
happened tonight. Lance and I were the ones fucking, not you. All you did
was jack off. Every guy does that."
	"I sucked you off," he reminded Jonathan.
	"Yeah, you did. And quite well, I might add. However, as Lance just
said, we fucked and you jacked. Actually, I found it quite hot to be fucked
and at the same time, watch you stroke your hot cock. I honestly don't
think the three of us did a thing tonight that would affect the
relationship the two of you will have, not to mention, my job as Lance's
nurse and the fact we are in a relationship."
	Lance grinned. "Is that what we have, a relationship?"
	"Don't be a shit head," Jon laughed.
	"Me, a shit head? Now, I will have to admit, when I first met you,
I have no doubt I was one."
	"Oh, I would have to agree with you completely. However, shit head
or not, you made me fall in love with you."
	Lance reached over and kissed him lightly on the mouth. "And I will
be forever grateful to you for that."
	"You guys are crazy," Tony laughed.
	"Hey, do you want to be invited back to the hot tub?" Lance
asked. "We don't handle insults very well."
	"Trust me, it was in no way meant to be an insult, and, fuck yeah,
I want to be invited back."
	"Then consider it done," Jonathan told him.
	As the evening wore on, the three of them remained in the water
just talking and enjoying the company. They talked some about the situation
they were in concerning Smyth Oil Company, but mostly they just talked
about each other, and by the time they were calling it a night, Jonathan
and Lance felt as if they were on their way to becoming good friends with
Tony Miller.

End of Part 18

Mark