Male Nurse Going the Extra Mile

Gary studied hard in school to be admitted into medical school to become a doctor like his grandfather a generation or two ago. Unfortunately, he was also a great sportsman, holding the national junior 400 metre hurdles record, being opening batsman for his school and was chosen to represent the country's under 18 cricket team as vice-captain, and also was first team and provincial flyhalf in his school's rugby team.

He liked the fame and popularity it brought, and could often be seen with a different beauty from the girl's school on his arm.

But the active social life took a toll on his studies. He knew he had to be in the top 5% of students to be considered for medical studies.

What people didn't know about Gary, was that underneath that popular jock that the rest of the world saw in him, he was a soft, intelligent gentleman that was always unselfishly willing to help those in need.

After failed by point two percent to crack a place in the local medical school, he decided, rather that try to get into medical school again the following year, he would enroll for a B.Cur degree in professional nursing. Afterwards, he would then decide if he still wanted to enroll for MB ChB, as B Cur was already a four year degree in nursing science.

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Six years later and Gary quickly established himself as on top of his game and it is even said that some junior doctors consulted Gary to make sure that their diagnosis and treatment was the correct ones. Gary was fully immersed in his duty as head of the nurses, even at such a young age, and it was late one Saturday night when this story begins.

He was in the middle of a relatively quiet shift in the trauma department of the orthopedic hospital, when they got a call from the ambulance on duty that they were on their way with a badly injured accident victim. Gary sprang into action, calling the night doctor on call to get his butt to the hospital ASAP, while he started to prepare the emergency room for any eventuality.

When he heard the sirens of the ambulance approaching, everything they could need to treat an injured accident victim, was ready and on hand. He even called the emergency surgery room to be on standby should the doctor decide immediate surgery was needed.

The doctor on call was still five minutes out when they wheeled the patient with a drip already affixed to them, inside the trauma room. As it was the only one in the emergency room and the doctor already on his way, he didn't even find it necessary to first do a triage assessment, because the paramedic said it was code orange (very serious and potencially life-threatining).

The ambulancemen lifted the patient onto the examination surface and the junior nurses connected machines monitoring their vital signs.

He only slightly glanced at the face and could see that it was a strunningly beautiful woman even with the side of her face swolen and traces of blood covering her entire body. He could also see that the paramedics fitted a neck brace and splints to both her legs in the ambulance. Even with the emercency splints he noted that her left leg seemed to hang at an acute angle.

The doctor arrived seconds afterwards and the highly trained team did what they are trained to do to stabilise the patient.

After about 90 minutes when the doctor was satisfied that her vitals were relatively stable, he thanked everybody, and the night staff wheeled her to intensive care where they already booked her for x-rays of her spine, neck, ribs and legs.

As Gary has worked night shift for a week, he was off for the next five days and he spent his time cleaning the pool, cutting the lawn, wrote a few new poems (I forgot to say that he was also a closet poet!) and went shopping for a new racquet for the upcoming tennis tournament.

Refreshed after the mini break he had all but forgotten about the young lady on the last night he worked. It is only when he signed in that the senior nurse told him if he knew that he made an impression on the last patient before he clocked off. She was out of ICU in a high care ward but definitely out of danger. The only reason she was not in a normal ward yet, was that injuries to her legs were quite severe and it required multiple surgeries to reset her broken bones.

When he did his rounds later in the morning, he noticed that she had a little smile and a slight blush on her cheeks before she quickly looked away. According to her file, she cracked her L2 vertebrae iun her spine, broke her right tibia, but fractured and crushed her left femur quite severely. In addition, her left foot and anlke were shattered in a thousand opieces it seems. No surgery was needed on her spine and right leg, which already had a new cast on, but she already had surgeries to try to save her left leg and foot.

It was clear that she was going to stay in the hospital for at least a few weeks or even a month or two, before they can think of discharging her for physiotherapy. The doctor quietly confided in Gary that he still isn't sure if her left leg can be saved and if so, if she would ever be able to walk on it again.

Gary noted that she got no visitors as the days went by, and he started to chat to her just so that she doesn't get too lonely. He was pleasantly surprised to find het shy, but quite charming and intelligent conversation. He was surprised to find that she was still single at 23, because she was pretty enough to have hundreds of boyfriends. She also told his about the night she was in the accident. Apparently, she and her abusive boyfriend went to a club that evening. Halfway through the evening, he started to an ex-girlfriend that he saw in the club and rudely told her off when Alison (that was the patient's name) begged him to take her home. He started to get physical with her and she promptly decided that she had enough of his abuse and started to walk home alone.

Whether she was rethinking her future with her boyfriend, she didn't notice a drunk driver that skipped the traffic light, hit her on the pedestrian crossing and flung her some meters in the air. He sped away, but a few other motorists saw what happened and came to her aid. They basically could see that she was badly injured and tried to keep her comfortable till the ambulance arrived.

Gary asked about her parents, and she looked quite sad when she told him that she last saw them when she ran away with her boyfriend, the same one that later on abused her.

Gary felt sorry for her and tried to speak to her every time he had to do his rounds. He enquired where she would go when she get discharged, but with sadness she answered that she doesn't know as she last had contact with her parents more that five years before and that there is no chance that she will go back to the bully boyfriend of her. Anyway, she realised after a few weeks, that the chances of her ever been able to walk normally, if at all, is virtually nil. They already had to remove a portion of her femur in order to save the leg, so at best, her leg will be at least three inches shorter than the right. Also, her foot still sits at an angle with several bones and tendons too severely injured to ever look like a normal foot. All the toes were also broken, but she begged them not to amputate them unless it was absolutely necessary. On the financial front, however, was better news. The drunken driver that almost killed her, was a CEO of a multinational in the city. The police has already referred her to a personal injury lawyer which already filed a multi-million claim with the road accident fund to help her with her life after hospital and possible loss of income. There was also a financial adviser that is going to ensure that her home is adapted and her money invested that she could live comfortly for the rest of her live. When she told that to Gary, she was laughing and crying simultaneously. "What does all the money in the world help if I have to spend my life in a wheelchair." Gary couldn't help but to bend forward and to land a soft kiss on her forehead. At first Alison was shocked but then broke out in a girlish giggle. She told Gary that she never experienced such a caring kiss and thanked him profusely for it.

Fast forward another 10 weeks and it was time to say goodbye to the hospital staff. Her right leg and spine has completely healed and the cast on her left leg and ankle came off the previous day. She had physiotherapy in hospital and the good news was that she wouldn't have to use a wheelchair, unless she becomes tired of walking, if you can call it that. She has to use a full length legbrace for the rest of her life to help her to walk, as well as a huge orthopaedic boot with a three-and-a-half-inch lift for her deformed and twisted ankle and foot. She had supports on the inside of the boot, because they could basically not use the foot on its own.

The nursing staff gave her a card signed by everybody in the orthopaedic unit and Gary couldn't help but to add his telephone number underneath his name.

Almost two months later Alison called Gary out of the blue and invited him for coffee at her place. Gary had another five days due off from the next day and he gladly accepted and wrote down her address.

Gary picked up a bouquet of flowers and a small packet of chocolate mints on the way to her town house.

He rang the bell and his jaw dropped when she opened the door after a few minutes.

Alison was dressed in a beautiful light blue summer dress with her hair done up but without a drop of makeup. She looked absolutely like a model with only the legbrace, heavy boot and crutch, the only sighs that she was in a terrible accident three months before. He gave her a quick peck on the cheek and couldn't help to notice a faint floral fragrance, driving him absolutely nuts.

She asked him to make himself comfortable, while she fetches the coffee and cookies, she freshly baked that morning.

Gary was shocked about his sudden feeling of wanting to be closed to her, a feeling he was depressing for so long, because he believed in professional conduct at the hospital, even if numerous nurses and woman doctors asked him out for a date, which he always politely declined. He was aware that there was a slight rumour that some wondered if he was gay.

His train of thought was interrupted when she returrned with a small tray in her right hand and the crutch ander her left armpit. He quickly got to his feet, took the tray and helped her to sit in a special higher chair so she can get up easier. The morning flew past, and he ended fixing them scrambled eggs and sausage for lunch. When he hinted of going home sometime, he could see the disappointment in her face. Somehow, she knew that he was on a five-day break. It must be somebody at the hospital who tipped her off. He was still thinking of an excuse to stay the night when the decision was made for him. Alison leaned over to him, took his face in her hands and started to kiss him passionately. He didnt have a will of his own anymore and he could feel his cock starting to press against his pants.

From there, things started to happen with great urgency. When they finished kissing, her blouse was open with her engorged nipples pressing against her bra and the front of his trousers was open with a thick angry cock protruding and pressing against her inner thigh.

Oh God my love, please help me out of my brace, she almost cried. He started to loosen the straps of the huge boot while she was loosening the straps on her thigh and knee.

Wearing only his boxers he scooped his crippled lover wearing only her panties in his strong arms and almost ran to the bedroom where they were trying to devour each other. Breathing heavily, he kicked off the boxers, noting how wet she already was. There was no time for foreplay as she took his thick member in his mouth as he was gasping for air. She suddenly turned aggressor, turned Gary on his back and started to lick his ball sack. Gary was losing his mind. He is turn threw her on her back and entered her slick pussy almost immediately falling into an urgent rhythm. They both knew it wouldn't last long as both have then hasn't had sex for months.

"O my God Gary, I need to cum, please let me cum!" she cried while her nails dug into his back leaving long red scratches. He pumped like a man possessed, and with a final push and Tanzan-like grunt, he emptied himself inside her willing and waiting womb. She was crying while her body came off the enormous orgasm.

They basically passed out in each other's arms before Gary woke up hours later to relieve himself. When he returned to bed, she started to stir again and pulled him gently to enter her again. This time, they took their time and he started to slow fuck her until she begged him to fuck her harder. However, Gary was enjoying the leisurely rhythm and he increased the tempo ever so slightly. Alison was losing her mind, begging and screaming Gary to fuck her harder. After heavy fucking, cock sucking and nipple chewing, they exploded with a seismic orgasm, possibly 9 on the Richter Scale and collapsed onto the drenched sheets. Alison couldn't get enough of Gary and even attacked him again when he was making breakfast the next morning.

Later on, he took her shopping in her wheelchair, because they were too exhausted to put her legbrace and boot on. He put some nice pink girly socks on her feet so that her deformed foot won't be so evident.

They promptly decided that Gary would move in with her and they quickly became a regular couple on the local scene, she sometimes in her wheelchair wearing socks and sometimes on crutches with her legbrace and built up boot.

The end.