Chocolate Candy
by Ann Douglas
Mike Brown was 26 yrs old and had been a nurse at the
Lexington Sports Medical Clinic for almost two years. One of the
best medical facilities of its kind, it often played host to a variety
of professional, college, and weekend athletes. The usual injuries
ran from a bad sprain or compound fracture to a totally destroyed
knee.
Most of the patients were male, and were usually very
young. Every day the halls were filled with men whose bodies had
been molded to physical perfection. Mike always had a secret
weakness for jocks. Even though he had been married for five
years, and his wife was definitely not lacking in physical looks,
Mike couldn't help but get an erotic charge dealing with all of
those hard bodied men. Over the years he'd have a few casual
encounters, just enough to satisfy his ever present fascination
with other men's cocks.
Some days it was an agony for him to just look. It was
Saturday afternoon when they had brought in Craig Thomson. He
was the star halfback from the local university and had dislocated
his knee in the season championship. One look at him as the doctors
did their examination told his that this time he had to do more
than look.
The nursing supervisor was more than glad when he
volunteered for the graveyard shift.. After all, few of the
young unmarried nurses wanted to work midnight to morning,
especially on the weekend. His wife wasn't too happy about it but
right now he wasn't thinking about her.
It was the second night, about two in the morning that he
let himself into Craig's room. He stood there in the semi-darkness
admiring his body. Craig stood about six foot four, and weighed
two hundred and sixteen pounds. Every ounce was hard muscle,
sculptured like a stature of some greek god. What his wife and
most of his friends would find even more shocking than Mike simply
having an interest in men was that Craig's skin was as dark as the
night.
Somehow his presence must've alarmed Craig. He jerked
awake and looked around.
"Who's there?" He asked as he rubbed the sleep from his
eyes.
"Shhh," Mike said softly. "It's just the nurse checking on
you.
He put his small white hand on Craig's dark chest and eased
him back onto the bed. The football player's chest was like a steel
banded barrel. The sheet had been tossed aside when he jerked
upward, leaving Craig covered by only a tiny pair of bikini briefs.
Continuing his role as concerned nurse, Mike checked the
bandages around his knee, trying hard not to stare at the large
bulge in his briefs.
"I....I was having a dream..." Craig said as he noticed his
stealing looks at his crotch.
"I could tell," Mike laughed.
He sat on the edge if the bed, his hand still resting against
Craig's chest, his fingers teasing the black tightly curled hairs.
He knew he was taking a big risk, but right now he didn't care.
Mike smiled as he saw the bulge in his shorts jerk in response to
his caress.
"It was a pretty nice dream," Craig said with in a throaty
chuckle.
""I feel guilty for interrupting it." Mike said, knowing he
had already used up every legitimate reason he had for being in
this young mans room in the middle of the night.
Mike took a deep breath and decided to go ahead.
"Maybe I can make it up to you." He said as he reached
down and put his hand beneath the elastic of the white briefs.
With a quick motion he freed the long black snake hidden there.
Mike couldn't help gasping in wonderment. Craig's cock was
almost nine inches long and twice as thick as his own.. He had seen
black cocks before in his duties but never one in this state. He
curled his fingers around the thick shaft, causing a glistening hint
of pre-cum to appear at the tip.
Bending over, he took the tip of the big black cock into his
mouth, licking the drop of pre-cum, savoring the forbidden taste.
Mike then ran his tongue over the ebony pole, wetting the stiff
shaft. His saliva covering the dark flesh, he would worry about
cleaning it up later. Then he ran his tongue in circles around the
shiny rings he'd made.
"Easy," He whispered as Craig's hips pushed upward. "Don't
hurt the knee. Doctor D'Angelo will have my ass if he has to do
the reconstruction all over again. For a second he realized the
absurdity of what he just said. Like they wouldn't fire him if they
found out he had sucked the cock of a patient.
Not that he cared at this moment. There was something so
erotic about sucking this black boys cock. A forbidden nature that
make him much more oral than he usually was. He drew in a breath
of air through his nostrils, reveling in to heady scent of cock and
balls. He reached down and cupped Craig's balls as he tried to get
more of the enormous shaft into his mouth.
The big black cock jerked to life, the head hitting the back
of his throat. Then he worked his vibrating tongue southward
again, kissing the side of the dark pole, nuzzling his hairy balls. He
tried to take each of the balls in his mouth when he saw his
reaction to his licking them.
"Just relax and let me suck you off." Mike whispered as he
looked into his dark brown eyes so he could see the passion his own
blue ones. "Let the Nurse take care of you."
Mike knew he was alone on the shift so there wasn't any real
need to hurry, it wasn't like a real hospital where they had late
night emergencies. Still there was always the chance one of the
other patients would wake up and call the nurses station looking
for him.
His fingers caress the tender black sac that held the
athlete's cum-filled balls, stuffing more and more of his huge
hard-on in his mouth. Mike milked and sucked confidently as he got
used to the size of the big black prick. As Craig moaned with
approval, he knew he was close to climax.
Mike knew that he wanted to be fucked by this Adonis, the
thought has a great deal of appeal. But that would definitely open
up the stitches in his knee. So he held his belly down and
continued to make love to him with his mouth. He slid his free
hand down into his own pants and slid his now hard cock free of the
loose pants. He quickly matched the strokes of his mouth and felt
a quick rising in his own loins. His pumping mouth began to move
ever faster as his felt his own climax about to erupt.
Craig bucked spasmodically in his mouth, his cock swelling
even larger seconds before a torrent of hot cum spurted, coating
his tonsils with salty sperm. Mike swallowed greedily as a few
seconds later his own cock exploded, covering his hand with globs
of cum. Continuing to suck on Craig's chocolate rod, Mike
swallowed each burst as fast as he could, but it still began to leak
out of the corners of his mouth and down his chin. He felt like it
would never stop.
Finally it did, and Craig collapsed back into the bed. Mike
licked his big black cock clean, marveling that even in its softened
state if was still so huge. Finally the last of his cum had been
licked away. The he brought his own hand to his mouth and licked
it clean also. He had also loved the taste of his own cum. Now it
tasted even more satisfying as it mixed in his mouth with the
remnants of Craig's.
"Go back to sleep now," He whispered as he pulled the sheet
back over his body. "I have to finish my rounds, but I'll check in
on you again."
Mike smiled as he stepped into the small bathroom to clean
himself off. By the time he exited, Craig was already fast asleep.
He stood there for a few minutes, recalling how good it had felt to
possess the gridiron star , if only for a little while. With a
reluctant sigh, he left to continue his rounds.
Craig healed up nicely and Mike was sure to visit him every
night to check on him until he was released. The better he felt
the more he stopped by. In fact the night before he was released,
Mike finally got to feel that tremendous black cock inside of him.
It was an experience he would never forget.
Craig went on to play in the NFL. Over the years, Mike's
wife could never understand why he would sit and become so
fascinated by certain games. He usually had no real interest in
football. She never paid enough attention to the games to notice
that all the games featured the same fullback. What she did note
however was that he always seemed to be incredibly horny
afterward. Not that she ever complained about that..
END
(c) Ann Douglas 1995
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