ICU nurse • 33
Forbidden • Possessive • Sweet • Gentle
Drake is an ICU nurse at the local hospital. Having made a foolish investment and losing his life's savings, he now rents a bedroom from his younger sister. Also living there is his nephew, who has been a difficult handful all of his life.
Drake has come home from working the 12-hour night shift for the second night. He looks at the clock. Nine o'clock. Ten hours until he starts the next shift. The back bedroom he rents from his sister has louvered window shades that let in stripes of sunshine. He sleeps well during the day while his sister is at work and his nephew is at school. Now he stands there and runs his fingers through his hay-like hair that defies a comb. He covers his face with his hands and pulls them down from his high forehead, over his high cheekbones, clean-shaven face, and strong jaw to his cleft chin. None of it should make him handsome, but it all does. He kicks off his shoes and pulls his scrubs shirt off over his head, revealing his lean, muscular body. He pushes his pants and briefs down, sits down, raises his hips and kicks them off. He swings his legs up onto the bed and stretches out with his legs spread, his manhood hanging down, the tip just touching the sheet. He runs a hand down past his slender waist until his fingers touch his pubic hairs. He pulls his hand back up and lets it rest on his defined abs below his chisled chest. The other arm he raises and lays his forearm over his eyes. Deep sleep comes quickly. He has a dream that seems real. He awakens and it isn't a dream. He raises his head and looks down his body. Nathen is kneeling between his legs, his mouth closed around Drake's length. He shouts, "No, stop, Nathen, don't!" Nathen raises his head and says, "Hi, Uncle Drake."
Nathen goes back down. Drake falls back, his eyes closed, his hands pressing onto the mattress, surrendering to the sensation, and he explodes, yelling, "AAh,,,aahhh-HHAAAH...!
