Date: Tue, 30 Aug 2011 08:53:24 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: The Newton's. Chapter Four.

  This story is for persons of eighteen years or more only. All comments,
good or bad are welcome and each one will be answered.

  Chapter Four
  PAUL

     I felt a bit ashamed of not visiting Christiana earlier and also felt
a little ridiculous going into the women's ward. Robert had fitted me with
a second robe, one back to front to cover my bare backside. I knew I was in
for a mouthful when I saw the scowl on her face as I shuffled towards her
bed. I must have looked really stupid going towards her with my plastered
arms outstretched as though I was going to embrace her.
     `About bloody time you came to apologise for putting me in here,' she
spat out at me in her way of a greeting. I couldn't give her a kiss because
my arms got in the way and she couldn't rise up so I just stood there,
looking at the chair by her bed. A nurse suddenly saw my predicament and
came over and got the chair out for me to sit. I had seen the other women
patients looking at me but I found that I could ignore them as I gratefully
sat down.
     `I'm sorry that I didn't come sooner, they've only just let me out of
my ward. As for me putting you in here it was as much your fault for
bickering and making me lose my temper,' I said. 'I'm sorry for what
happened so let's leave it at that.'
     `Leave it at that?' she almost shouted, making quite a few heads turn
towards us. `Leave it at that? I can't bloody move while you at least
can. I have to have a nurse wipe my arse after using a pan!'
     `So do I,' I said, waggling my upper torso to make the point that I
couldn't move my arms. At this she at least laughed to break the tension.
     `And I bet it's a pretty nurse that does it for you,' she said.
     `No. It's a male nurse and it's very embarrassing,' I replied. `At
least you can feed yourself, I can't.'
     `I've got another five bloody weeks of lying in this bed so, now that
they've let you out of your ward, you can start visiting me,' she said.
     `Er, I won't be able to,' I stuttered. `That's why I was allowed out
to come and tell you. They're sending me out tomorrow.'
     `What! Like that?' she almost shouted again. `How will you cope?'
     `I'm getting a private nurse to look after me. They need my bed.'
     `Oh so now you'll get a nice female nurse to hold your dick when you
piss?'
     `No,' I said defensively. `It's another male nurse, and I'll be going
to the flat, not the house.'
     `Why there?'
     `Because that's where the nurse lives, well not far from the flat.' I
deliberately didn't say that the nurse would be living in while looking
after me. Why give her ammunition to fire at me.
     `Fucking great!' she said and I knew she was angry for she only swore
like that when she was. `One visit in five weeks to tell me that it's the
only one I'm going to get! Thanks very much for your concern. I suppose if
you hadn't been going out you wouldn't have bothered to come at all.'
     `That's not true Christiana,' I said. `I told you this has been the
first time they've let me out of the ward.'
     `Well now you've told me the news, you might as well go,' she said
bitterly and I thought that it would a good idea too before she got worse
or even vitriolic.
     `Well I've got this on for another five or six weeks, but if it comes
off sooner, I come to visit again or see you at home,' I said as I got
up. I made an attempt to kiss her but couldn't so I just said goodbye and
quickly shuffled my way out of the ward.
     It was a relief to get back to my ward and have Robert take off that
extra gown and settle me in my bed.
     `Now it's all fixed with Miki for tomorrow. He's going home ill today
and will be here tomorrow at ten with a taxi. He'll stay off sick until
you're back to normal again,' he said.
     `I don't think I'll ever be normal again after meeting you Robert,' I
said with a smile. He gave me one back.
     `Now as to clothes. I looked at your things and all that I can salvage
are your underpants, shoes and socks. Your shirt, jacket and trousers have
been torn almost to shreds. Your wallet, keys, loose change and odds and
sods are in the drawer here. What I'll do is bring a spare pair of my
trousers that I think will fit and I'll make something up for your top
half.'
     I thanked him and accepted the drink that he offered before he went
off to attend to another of his patients. I just sat there and wondered
what this Miki would be like and began to fantasise and wonder if he would
see to me the way Robert had been doing.
     Next morning after breakfast, Robert got me out of bed for my shower
and as soon as he'd locked the door, I was down on my knees and had to wait
for him to open his fly and pull out his erection. I gave it a long hard
look for this would be the last time I would see it and I opened my mouth
and took the head of his cock in. I was really beginning to like sucking on
an erect male organ. That hard, hot rubbery head that I could feel throb as
I sucked on it. He held my head with one hand as he came and I let the
stream collect in my mouth before swallowing it all in one go. I licked as
best I could all round the head when he pulled it out before I got up for
him to take my gown off and go down on my now really throbbing cock.
     It was grand to have his mouth on me and see his black curly head
bobbing on my piece and wondered if Miki would do the same as I closed my
eyes to the pleasure I was getting and then came in his mouth for him to
swallow before licking up the aftermath. Then I was washed, dried and
gowned to be taken back to the ward where he produced his spare pair of
trousers and dressed me and had me ready for ten o'clock.
     When a smartly dressed young black man came into the ward I knew it
was him and instantly took a liking to him. He was broad in the shoulder
and narrow at the hip and walked most assuredly through the ward and shook
hands with Robert before turning to me with a lovely smile.
     `You must be Paul, my new patient,' the smile still there on his face,
showing lovely white teeth like Robert's. `My name's Miki.' He took my
outstretched right hand and gently shook it.
     `It's a pleasure to meet you,' I said and I turned my top half to
Robert. `Can you give Miki my things to carry for me?' The white hospital
jacket that he'd altered for me only had two small pockets.
     `Well thanks for everything Robert and when I'm really up and about,
I'll pop back to see you.'
     `It's been a pleasure to have been of help,' he smiled, his eyes
twinkling, `and I'll look forward to seeing you again. Miki I am certain
will help you all he can.'
     I said goodbye to the sister and other ward nurse's, thanking them too
and walked out of the ward feeling a bit light headed in wearing socks and
shoes and a pair of trousers again. I must say it was grand to get out into
the open air once again and the taxi driver at seeing us, got out and had
the rear door open for us. It was a bit awkward getting in but I made it
and we were soon off towards London.
     Miki and I talked, well he did most of it, telling me about his
arrival in England as a young boy and his meeting with Robert. Though being
in the taxi, didn't enlarge on that.
     The driver cut through Wimbledon and we passed the hospital where Miki
said he worked and when we reached Tooting, I had the driver stop by my
bank.
     `Miki. Take my credit card and get three hundred pounds out please,'
and I gave him my pin number. `Also, in that shop there,' which I indicated
with my head, `can you get some milk, bread, coffee and such like for
dinner tonight.'
     `No problem,' he said and did as he had been told and came back with
two full plastic shopping bags. I then gave the driver my address which was
only a few streets away and there he dropped us. The fare had been
expensive considering he'd travelled to Reading and back. Miki paid him and
I indicated where my flat was and Miki had to help me up the stairs first
as I couldn't balance myself properly going up.
     He opened the door and let me in before going back down for the
shopping. It was nice to walk into my second home and see my own things
around me instead of other beds.
     I managed to kick a chair out from the table in the kitchen and sat
down as Miki came in with the shopping. I told him where everything went
and he put it away while the kettle boiled for some coffee which had been
sadly lacking in the hospital and sorely missed. He helped me drink my
coffee whilst drinking his and as I felt tired from just that short trip
out, he got me undressed in my bedroom and helped me into bed. We had to
use spare blankets folded up to act as support for my back.
     Later, he cooked dinner and he came and sat on the bed and fed me. It
was a double bed so there was plenty of room, but it was the only bedroom
in the flat and I wondered how to bring up the subject of where he was
going to sleep. He was the one to bring it up.
     `The sofa's a bit on the small side,' he said, `but I think I'll be
able to manage.'
     `Miki. I don't want to appear a bit forward, but, er, well, er this is
a double bed. You can, if you want, share it.' I think I blushed and
hurriedly went on. `If I need anything in the night I can just give you a
kick instead of shouting out.'
     `Well if you don't mind sharing it with a black man,' he said with a
smile. I nearly said that I'd shared quite a bit with Robert and he's
black, but I didn't.
     `I'm not a racist and besides, a friend of Robert's is a friend of
mine,' I said with a smile to match his. I don't know if that was a signal
or not but he agreed. As it was late, he then began to get undressed.
     `I always sleep naked,' he said as he was taking his clothes off. `You
don't mind do you?'
     `No,' I said for I wasn't wearing anything except the huge plaster
cast as I watched the last item of clothing come off. I was right about his
hips for he'd quite a trim waist and when he turned round I saw that he was
about the same size as Robert and myself and I immediately got an erection
as his penis swung about as he moved to the other side of the bed. He
pulled back the covers on that side and got in and turned off the light.
     I lay there in agony for nearly ten minutes, feeling his naked thigh
against my leg, my erection was painful and it took me that time to pluck
up courage to speak of it.
     `Miki, are you still awake?' I asked in a soft trembling voice.
     `Yes,' he replied.
     `I...I've got a problem,' I stuttered.
     `What's that?' he asked propping himself up and I could see his face
reasonably clear from the street lighting that came through the window to
the bedroom.
     `It's...er, it's down below,' I stammered and then flinched when his
hand touched my thigh and moved up and he felt my problem.
     `Well that's a nice problem if you ask me,' he said with a smile as he
grasped it firmly. `Would you like to fuck me with it?'
     It came out so naturally that it didn't shock me though it really
should of done with him asking that so matter of factly.
     `Er, yes but, er, I've not done it before,' I said lamely.
     `You didn't get to fuck Robert?'
     `Er, no. We did other things instead.'
     `Did he get to fuck you?' Miki asked.
     `No.'
     `He must be slipping,' Miki chuckled. `Well let's see to this shall
we,' he said giving my cock a squeeze. `Though with your arms up like that
it would be better if we were out of bed,' he said, getting up and coming
round to my side and helping me out. I could see in the gloom that he too
had an erection now and it was as big if not bigger than Robert's.
     He went to his clothes and I saw a bit later that it was a condom he
had got and he knelt down and gave a quick suck to the head of my throbbing
cock before rolling this rubber down over the head and length of it.
     `There,' he said getting up. `Over here would be best, ` and he
beckoned me over to the low dressing table that was in the room and he put
one hand on it as he bent over and beckoned me to get behind him. `I'll
guide it in and leave the rest of it up to you,' he said and so I got right
behind him, my covered cock touched the cheeks of his bum and I felt his
hand take hold and pull me slightly to him and one side. `There now,' he
said letting go. `Push.'
     And so I did and I felt the head of my cock being compressed as I
began to push myself up into Miki's backside. There was a little bit of
resistance as the head moved in and then it was in and the rest of my cock
followed and I moved up so that the cheeks of his bum were against my
thighs. It was tight but nice fit having my cock surrounded by flesh and I
dismissed the thought and realisation that I had my cock up another man's
arse.
     With it being held so firm, firmer than a hand, I began to move my
hips backwards and forwards while still trying to keep my balance with the
top weight I was carrying. So this was my first experiencing of fucking a
male. I kept on with my movements feeling my erection getting compressed on
every backward pull and then feel it released as I went forward. It was
great and I kept on going getting ever faster as I approached my climax and
came in shuddering bursts, my legs trembling as my sperm flew out of the
head of my cock albeit into a condom.
     `Wow,' Miki had gasped when I'd first pushed inside him. `That's some
truncheon you've got there.' Now he gave out a groan as my body thumped
hard up to his and stayed there as I came. `That's really beautiful,' he
crooned as I slowed down before coming to a finish. `Pull out slowly and
let me feel every inch of it,' he said and gave out a big sigh when I did
slip out.
     `Stay there,' he said as he straightened up and quickly left the room
to return with a toilet roll and he used some to pull the condom off and
went down onto his knees and took me into his mouth to suck and clean the
end for me.
     `That was lovely,' he said when he straightened up and I could see the
smile on his face as he licked his lips. He came inside my outstretched
arms and held me round the cast, his face close to mine.
     `Can I kiss you for that?' he asked, his face quite close to mine.
     `Yes,' I croaked out and I had my first kiss from another man. His
lips were as soft as a woman's and I closed my eyes and really thought it
was one actually kissing me.
     `That was a lovely fuck Paul,' he said when he broke off the kiss,
still holding me close and I could feel his erection hard up against my
stomach. `Would you like me to fuck you now?'
     My mind went into all of a whirl. Should I or shouldn't I? That
swirled around in my head as his prick pressed against me. The logic that I
came to was that if he and many others enjoyed it, well.
     `Yes,' I said in a trembling voice, again my mouth was ahead of my
brain, though I don't for one minute regret my saying yes.
     `Let's do it on the bed this time for you can bend at the waist and
you can use your hands to hold onto the rail,' he said. The bed, my bed was
like a half divan. I had this fancy brass headboard but no lower end, this
being quite open.
     I moved to the bed and he helped me get on and on my knees, he guided
my hands up to the top of the rail for me to hold onto. He then got off the
bed and I could imagine him getting out another condom and putting it on
himself.
     `I'll use some cream for your first time,' he said and I heard him go
into the bathroom and the cabinet open and shut and him come back into the
room. I began to quiver when I felt the side of the bed dip and knew that I
was about to have a black prick shoved up my arse and be fucked by it. That
it was sheathed in rubber had no relevance to the fact that I was going to
have my first experience of being fucked up the backside.
     I shivered at the touch of his hand to my hip and I think it was only
the plaster cast that was holding me up now as I felt the coldness of the
cream on the tip of his prick touch my ring piece.
     `Relax Paul, you're too tense. Just relax,' he said in a soothing
voice and I did my best as I felt the head now start to put pressure on my
backside. `Take a deep breath and then let it out,' he said and this I did
and then he pushed and I felt my hole widen to accommodate the head and
there was a little pain that went as I felt it move in and then his other
hand came to my other hip as he moved closer and I felt his cock fill me
     God, what a sensation that was to have this throbbing piece of hard
flesh up there inside me. It pulsed and moved and set all of my nerves
atingle. I think I cried out at his entry but it seemed to soothe my inner
nerves as he began to move it in and out of me. I felt my own cock begin to
rise again at the new thrill I was getting as he slowly and gently fucked
me. It was the most wonderful sensation I had ever experienced as he kept
moving his shaft in and out and then he gripped my hips tighter and began
to bang his thighs up against the cheeks of my arse as he reached his peak
and then pulled me tight to him as I felt his cock enlarge even more as it
throbbed and began to spurt out his seed.
     I dribbled and drooled at his coming, his cock still throbbing even
after he had come and when he pulled out, I cried out, not with pain but at
the sudden vacuum that he'd left behind.
     `Miki, help me,' I cried. `Turn me over and suck on me. I'm coming
again.' He quickly got me off the rail and got me onto my back, my arms
upright as though in supplication and he quickly went between my open legs
and took me into his mouth and with just a couple of movements with his
hand, I came again. What a painful, pleasing session that was. Painful in
wanting my release and the pleasure was of fucking him and having him fuck
me in return. I think I actually cried from the fulfilment and joy of
having done what we had just done.
     He didn't ask this time as he came between my arms and kissed me. I
couldn't feel his weight because of the cast and if I could have moved my
arms, would have held him tight as I kissed him back.
     Robert had been right in saying that once you'd had it, well that was
it. You wanted more and he had been right.
     Next morning I kissed Miki and thanked him and he saw to my toilet for
me and cooked breakfast. After which, I told him to take my card again and
get more money out for shopping and also his wages.
     He made me get up and move about as much as I could in the flat but
would only let me sit on a kitchen chair for I found that I couldn't get up
from the sofa on my own. I could go to the toilet for a piss on my own but
had to have him there when I wanted a crap.
     I couldn't wait for the evening to go to bed and have him fuck me
again. I did get to fuck him too.
     So this was our pattern for the whole time I was in my plaster cast. I
also came to love this black Kenyan. He was strong and muscular not only in
his body but in his cock which I had come to love too. When he wasn't
fucking me with it, I was sucking on it, this big black piece of meat that
made me feel so alive. He was much better than having a woman it was that
good and the difference being that I got it too.
     He'd been living with me for three weeks before a letter came from
Reading hospital to say that they had fixed up with St. George's Hospital,
Tooting, for me to have my x-rays done in two weeks time and that if the
consultant was in agreement , the cast could be taken off. Miki said that
he would see that I got there but would be unable to go in with me because
he was supposed to be off on sick leave. This I understood and said so, but
I then asked him a question that had been burning inside me.
     `Miki,' I said, as we were having our evening meal the day this letter
had arrived. `it's an imposition on my part, but I've...I would like,
if...No, I'm saying this all wrong.' I took a deep breath. `Miki, would you
move in and stay with me permanently after the cast comes off?'  There, I'd
said it. `I won't be offended if you say no, but...but,' here I started to
cry, something which I've never done before. `I've come to love you. I love
being in bed with you, making love to you and having you make love to me.'
I wasn't sobbing, not that sort of crying, it was just that the tears were
running down my cheeks and I couldn't stop them. He put his fork down and
got up from the table and found a tissue and as he patted my back, wiped
the tears from my eyes and cheeks.
     `I too have felt the same way,' he said, and I could hear that his
voice was choked with emotion. `Nobody, not even my father has really said
that he loved me and yes, I would love to stay with you,' and he bent his
head and kissed me and I could feel his tears now on my face. He quickly
turned away and wiped his own face before sitting down and putting my glass
of wine to my lips for me to drink. `I'll miss doing this when the cast
comes off,' he said with a little laugh.
     `It shouldn't stop you,' I said, giving out a laugh of relief that he
was going to stay.
     The next week he moved his things into my flat and told those that he
had shared with that he was moving out. I then, when I saw his belongings,
found out he had a motor cycle.
     `Much easier to get to work and back in the traffic round here. Also
it's far easier to park in the hospital.' He wanted to forgo his wages for
being my nurse as he was now to live with me but I made him take the whole
amount to at least pay off his part of the rent where he had previously
been living. So I was much happier at having got it off my chest that I, a
married man had fallen in love with another man, a black man at that though
the colour aspect had no part in it. Was having his big cock up inside as
he fucked me the reason? Possibly, no dammit! I loved it as much as I loved
fucking him.
     The date of my appointment came round and we went together in a taxi
and he dropped me off at the entrance and said that he would wait in the
flat by the phone for me to call him to come back and pick me up. It was
not unlike leaving the hospital in Reading, it being my first outside
venture since then, wearing the same adapted coat that Robert had fixed for
me. Miki had packed a small bag with a complete set of clothes that the
taxi driver carried in for me to give to a nurse at reception.
     I was there for nearly four hours, first waiting until I was called
for the x-rays, then the waiting for them to be checked by the
consultant. After this waiting, I was pleased to hear that they would be
cutting the cast off, after which I would be checked over and if pronounced
mended and fit, would be allowed to go home.
     It was a painful experience in having that cast sawn off. A saw,
delicately handled before large shears were used and it felt strange to not
see my arms out in front of me and to be able to move them. I suffered
different states of torment at the first moving of them and got pins and
needles as the blood now flowed round properly. My upper chest was covered
in wrinkles as though I had been in a bath too long and I was checked over
and told that I was okay.
     Miki had thoughtfully put some loose change in my coat for me to phone
him to say I was ready. I felt as if I was going to float away as I walked
out to wait for the taxi. I was so light and had a spring in my step at not
having that weight of the cast pressing me down.
     I saw his smiling face in the taxi as it pulled up and I quickly got
inside and he held my hand all the way home as he asked me how I felt now
that the plaster was off. He paid off the taxi and we went upstairs and
when the door was shut, I was able for the first time, to hold and feel him
in my arms as we kissed.
     `Take me to bed and make love to me,' I whispered in his ear and so we
went into the bedroom where I was now able to take my own clothes off and
lay with my arms round him as we held each other and feel his chest against
mine as our cocks squashed up against each other.
     I made him have me first and I loved his fucking of me and couldn't
wait to actually hold his hips myself for the first time as I, in turn,
fucked him, being able to now pull him back tight onto me as I came inside
him. The love showed for we realised afterwards that we hadn't used any
condoms.
     My firm had been told of the accident and I'd received quite a few get
well cards from members of my staff from our shop whilst in hospital. There
was also a nice letter from Head Office saying that they wished me a speedy
recovery and was not to worry about the shop.
     I phoned them to say that I would be fit enough to return to work on
the following Monday, this day being a Thursday, and they were pleased for
they said that in the last six weeks, sales had slumped a little and they
looked forward to my returning to bring the sales back up to the previous
levels. This pleased me no end and then they surprised me by saying that
Christiana had left hospital the week before and was just setting up her
revised seminar schedules. The bitch I said to myself. She had the phone
number of the flat and the least she could have done was to let me know
that she was out. Well fuck her! I had a new love now and she could go and
do what she wanted and good luck.
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