Miss Love – Camp nurse

A youngster at summer camp finds his plan to trick the camp nurse into giving him a hand job back firing spectacularly.

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Miss Love – Camp nurse

“All you have to do,” Mike explained to his transfixed and naive audience, “is make out that one of you got an accidental kick in the nuts. Then she gets you drop your pants and she’ll feel you up for a few minutes. She’s a dirty ho and if you get a boner, she’ll jack you off so long as you promise not to tell anyone. One year, she even sucked a kid off, but I can’t promise she’ll do that.”

Miss Love was the nurse at Camp Kittihawk. She was 29, natural blonde with a gorgeous figure, and by the end of the summer most of the boys who were old enough had used her in their personal masturbation fantasies at least half a dozen times.

Each year, the boys went through all manner of machinations to trick her into being a source of sexual stimulation. The most common ruse was simply to feign injury to the genitals in order to get her to touch them. The boys in the senior block were explaining how it worked to the seventh graders.

Mike knew that what he was saying was bullshit, but like the seniors before, it was his job to set the new meat up.

“Whoa, she actually sucked a kid off?” Paulie asked, awestruck.

“Yup,” one of the other seniors confirmed. “He said it was the best feeling in his life.”

“So who’s gonna go first?” Mike prompted.

“Me,” said Paulie, without giving his friends a chance to speak up.

“You guys okay with that?” Don asked.

A few of the seventh graders shrugged noncommittally but Jason spoke up,

“No way! Why should you get to go first? We all want a go. What if she catches on and can only do one of us?”

“Yeah good point kid,” Mike said. “Tell you what, the guy with the biggest nuts should go first.”

“Why the biggest nuts?!” Paulie challenged.

“Because if he’s got big nuts, it looks like they swole up from getting hit, so it makes it more believable.”

“Oh yeah, I suppose so,” Paulie conceded grudgingly.

“So come on boys,” Don said, “drop your pants and whip ’em out.”

The boys did as they were told, and soon there were eleven 14 year olds standing with their shorts and underwear around their knees. The seniors scrutinised the boys, but it was quickly obvious who the winner was. In a loose, wrinkled scrotum, John had a pair of man-sized nuts. Although he had not envisioned being the first to try the ruse, he accepted the position and pulled his pants back up.

The next afternoon just after supper, John knocked on the nurse’s door accompanied by Paulie and Jack. She opened the door and asked what was wrong. John was already doubled over and making a show of groaning.

“He took a baseball to the nuts ma’am,” Paulie said.

Nurse Love looked at the boy dubiously. He looked at her to see if she was buying it and she immediately knew that he was faking. She smiled sweetly.

“You’d better bring him inside.”

She stepped back to allow them in and then watched as John staggered theatrically past her.

“Okay, could you two wait outside whilst I examine him please.”

Paulie and Jack looked at each other, then Paulie glanced at John, before giving the nurse a much longer, more appraising look.

“Yes ma’am,” he said, and it was clear that it was all he could do not to smirk.

They left and shut the door behind them and she locked it immediately.

“Wouldn’t want anyone walking in while I’m examining you,” she explained.

“Now, tell me what happened. What was your name?”

“John ma’am. John Nash. We were throwing a baseball around in front of our cabin, and I got distracted and a bouncer hit me right in the balls ma’am.”

“Ouch, sounds painful. Are you still in a lot of pain?”

“Yes ma’am, quite a lot,” John confirmed.

“Okay, you’d better take your shorts and underwear down and let me take a look at you.”

John felt a sudden sense of trepidation. This was the first female apart from his mom who would see him naked. He pushed his apprehension away and pulled his shorts and white Y-fronts down in one motion, allowing them to fall to his feet. He stood there naked from the waist down. Nurse Love approached and cupped his wrinkled scrotum in her hand.

“How old are you John?”

“14 ma’am.”

Janet Love was impressed. The boy had quite a set on him, and a modest 4 inch penis. She gently rolled his balls in her hand, hefting the weight of them. It didn’t serve any medical purpose, but she took the opportunity as she had him here.

“Yes, they do seem quite large for your age John. Perhaps they are a little swollen.”

She rolled them one after the other between her fingers, carefully examining their shape. They were like two small plums. She took one between the fingers of each hand and squeezed them firmly until the boy winced.

“Yes, definitely a little tender. Tell me John, do you masturbate?”

John immediately reddened.

“Excuse me ma’am?”

“Do you masturbate John – you know, jack off, play with yourself?”

He turned a deeper shade of crimson.

“Yes ma’am.”

“How often; once a day; two, three, four times a day?”

“Um, two or three times a day ma’am.”

She lifted his penis.

“Not a bad size,” she mumbled, deliberately loud enough for him to just make out.

His eyes widened. “This is it,” he thought to himself, “it’s really happening!”

She leaned forwards, so that the boy could see down her ample cleavage. Holding his penis far behind the glans, she drew her hand down towards the base, drawing back his long foreskin. She continued to move her hand until she could move it no more. The glistening glans was fully exposed and there were two inches of pale skin showing along the shaft. She released his penis.

“Have you had sex yet John?” she asked?

“No ma’am,” he answered. His mind was racing and he was starting to imagine what Nurse Love soon be doing to him. His penis quickly filled with blood. She watched it without comment as it lifted first to 90 degrees, and then all the way up so that it was facing his chin. She was impressed by its rigid hardness. John was only too aware of his reaction but he resisted the urge to cover up, and he stood waiting for Nurse Love to make the next move.

“My you are excited,” she said.

“Yes ma’am,” John affirmed.

“I wonder what’s crossed your mind?” she said coyly. John simply shrugged.

“Looks like your balls have stopped hurting.”

“A bit.”

“John, do you know that in the past, some campers have pretended to be injured just so that I would examine them?”

“No ma’am, I didn’t,” John answered, suddenly nervous.

“Yes, it’s a despicable practice and the camp takes a very dim view of such things. Anyone caught doing that would be sent straight home and banned from attending Camp Kittyhawk ever again, do you understand what I’m saying?”

John’s heart was pounding.

“Yes ma’am.”

She reached into her desk and pulled out a small piece of flat polished steel 6 inches long. Holding it by one end, she gave the glans of John’s penis a sharp tap. He flinched and his erection disappeared almost as quickly as it had appeared.

“We can’t have that,” the nurse explained. “Getting all excited is only going to make your testicles feel worse.”

She walked over to a cupboard and returned holding a complicated metal contraption and a small padlock.

“I think we’re going to need to make sure you don’t get excited for a little while.”

“Sit on the bench please.” She gestured to a vinyl-covered medical bench. John did as he was asked.

“Umm, actually, I think they’re feeling a little better now ma’am,” John said lamely as she approached.

“That’s good to hear. And this will ensure that they completely heal.”

She fed the end of John’s penis into a cage made of curved metal rods. His penis slid in, and it curled back between his legs. It was smaller than the diameter of his flaccid penis, and his flesh bulged between the smooth bars. Nurse Love wrapped a belt around his waist that held the contraption in place.

“What are you doing?” John asked, bewildered.

“This is the ensure that you don’t get excited and do yourself an injury,” she explained.

She held his testicles and pulled one around each side of the slim metal cage. When they were touching on top, encircling the shaft of his confined penis, she took a contraption comprised of two small bars connected by a hinge. She opened the hinge slightly, and then closed the bars behind John’s testicles, trapping them in front of his penis. With the two bars closed, she pressed them into a fitting on the penis cage, and it locked tightly into place. John’s testicles were now protruding from his body at the top of his pubis. Finally, nurse Love attached a small, but unbreakable padlock to the belt, that would prevent John from releasing any part of the mechanism.

John looked in with mounting alarm.

“What’s all that stuff for? Surely you don’t need all that?”

“Oh, I’m afraid I do John. Your wellbeing is my exclusive concern. You already demonstrated how excitable young boys can be. I’m sure that you’d be off masturbating tonight, and risking further injury if you could get to your penis. This just ensures that you can’t do so.”

The stretched position was starting to make John’s large balls ache for real, but he dared not say anything.

Nurse Love took two small auto-injectors from her desk. They were like epi-pens, but John had never seen an epi-pen and to him they looked like pen caps. She pressed one of the injectors against each testicle.

“What are they?” he asked.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” nurse said cryptically. Then she pressed the release on each injector. Each instantly delivered 4mls of liquid into John’s testicles. He jumped and yelped.

“Ow, what did you do?”

“Just a little injection to help with the swelling. Your testicles will be quite a bit smaller in a few days. Unfortunately, they will almost certainly be a lot more tender, so be careful not to knock them, especially, whilst you’re in the restraint cage.”

“How long do I have to wear it for?” John asked, increasingly concerned at how badly this had backfired.

“Oh, for the rest of the summer John. We can’t risk you getting frisky and hurting yourself. We have a duty of care to look after you.”

“All summer!” John whined loudly. “I can’t wear this all summer!”

“I realise that’s a long time for a young man like you to go without masturbating, but look at it this way; when you finally go home, your first one is going to be the best ever!”

“But I can’t wear this. How am I supposed to go to the toilet? What if the other guys see?”

“You’ll have to sit down to pee, and if the other boys see it, just tell them Nurse Love put it on to help your testicles get better. You don’t have to tell them it’s to stop you playing with yourself. Now get dressed and come back in a few days so I can check how you’re getting on.”

John slowly pulled his pants back up.

“One more thing John, your penis and testicles will likely be quite a bit smaller after this treatment.”

John looked at her sharply.

“Smaller! How much smaller?”

He was proud of his nuts, and his dick didn’t have a lot to lose already.

“Hmmm,” she pondered, “Well at least half the size.”

His eyes grew wide as golf balls.

“Half! How long will it last?”

“Ooooh a few years at least. It’s a side effect of the anti-inflammatory.”

John felt genuinely light headed now. Their plan was spiralling out of control.

Nurse Love escorted him to the door.

“Oh one more thing.”

He looked at her with a sense of dread.

“Your pubic hair will almost certainly fall out as well.”

John swallowed. How could he protest when his plan was tantamount to sexual assault. His head dropped to his chest and he walked away silently, with an expression on his face like a kicked puppy.

As soon as he had left and was out of earshot, Nurse love called the camp director and told him who this year’s first victim was, and they laughed as they wondered if they would ever beat the record of six boys tricked into spending the whole summer in chastity!

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