Once Upon A Fantasy

When I was in my teen years, those years of awakening,
I had my own private world, a private place where every
sexual fantasy imaginable could come true in my mind. It was
a sacred place where I could let my true feelings about a
particular young stud in school, whose body sent me into
orbit, run free. As I jacked off feeling the pent up
pressure in my boyish nuts mounting, I never in my wildest
dreams ever expected that there might come a day when the
opportunity would arise for me to fulfill that fantasy.
Well, hang on to those hot fantasies, because dreams do some
times come true.

I use to sit in class and watch every move Mark made.
don’t know what set him apart from all the other guys, but
for me, Mark was special. I adored his dark, shoulder length
hair, his large green eyes and perfect smile. Indeed, I
found him incredibly attractive, but it was his body, his
slender physique that set my adolescent blood to boiling. I
wanted more than anything in the world to see him naked just
once. It wasn’t until after graduating from high school that
such an opportunity presented itself.

I was working as a nursing assistant at the municipal
hospital in the small town where Mark and I had both grown
up. I usually worked second shift. One of my duties was to
help ready patients who were scheduled for special test or
surgery the next day. In looking down the prep list I came
across a very familiar name. I couldn’t believe it was
really Mark, my Mark, until I went to his room and saw for
myself.

It had been nearly two years since I’d seen him last.
He had changed very little. He still had the same hair,
the same eyes and the same smile. If anything he had gotten
even better looking. I felt my cock getting excited, I had
to remind myself that Mark was my patient, and it wouldn’t be
ethical for me to take unfair advantage of my duties.

I saw he was scheduled for a minor hernia operation,
which met he was slated to receive the works. He would have
to be shaved and given an enema. Christ, I was so over
joyed, I felt like whipping out my dick and beating my pud
right on the spot.

I explained to Mark what procedures had to be followed
to prepare his for surgery. I even offered to allow one of
the other assistants to take my place. It was procedure to
make such an offer if we knew the patient. When he realized
what was involved, and that all the other nursing assistance
were female, Mark was quite content to have me work on him.
I, of course, was elated.

After assembling everything required, I went back to
Mark’s room, closing the door behind me. It was just the two
of us, alone at last. As he laid down on the bed, he had no
idea how long I had been waiting for this moment.

“I suppose you’ll need for me to take these off,” said
Mark tugging at the waist of his hospital issue pajamas.

“I know it’s embarrassing, but that’s generally how it
works,” I replied, trying to keep my beaming enthusiasm in
check.

I stood beside his bed, watching in readiness as he took
off the top of his pajamas. My God, his upper torso was so
smooth and well tanned, I had a hell of a time resisting the
urge to reach out and play with his tight, brown nipples. I
was already about to explode, and the best was yet to come.

I stopped breathing when Mark reached down and slid his
bottoms down over his muscular thighs. He now laid before me
naked and vulnerable, just the way I had always envisioned
him in my dreams.

Having been circumcised, my eyes were immediately drawn
to the generous flap of foreskin dangling from the tip of his
beautiful cock. My hands trembled as I lathered up his
crotch and reached for the razor to whisk away his dense
thatch of manly fur.

“Be careful with that thing,” said Mark, adding a bit of
wittiness to lighten the moment. “Don’t cut off anything
I can’t grow back.”

I grinned devilishly, holding back his flaccid organ with
one hand as the other guided the edge of the razor across his
pubes. “I’ll do my best to leave all the essentials intact.”

“I’m going to hold you to your word,” said Mark
nervously. His anxiety, however was not brought on by a
lack of faith in my skills as a nursing assistant, but rather
by the twitching of the expanding flesh between his legs.
What was awkward for Mark, prove to be an absolute delight
for me. I was pleased as hell to feel the pulsating of his
cock shaft against the palm of my hand.

Size wise, Mark’s cock was no more than average. In
length and girth it closely resembled my own six inch fuck
muscle. For some reason, I had always pictured him as being
endowed like a horse, but I was in no way disappointed. His
foreskin was now stretched tightly over the helmet shaped
contours of his bloated cock knob. I was thrilled beyond
imagination.

All too soon the kinky wool that had surrounded the base
of his sleek, manly tool was nothing more than a fond memory,
but I was not yet ready to relinquish my control. It
probably wouldn’t have been necessary, but I was compelled to
shave his velvety ball-sac. I could tell by his blissful
expression that Mark was getting really turned on. As for
me, hell I was on the verge of cumming in my fucking pants.

Taking my time, I towel dried his hairless manhood
noticing how the very tip of his foreskin had parted to
expose the plum colored summit of his underlying cockhead.
The shimmer proof of just how aroused Mark had become oozed
lazily from his visibly dilated pisshole.