Nurse Emily, Part 1
The sun was shining down as my friends all lined up beside and in front of me on the field. It was late summer and we were out at the park playing five on five flag football. My side was winning, mostly because of my defensive ability. David, the other team's quarterback, was coming up to the line, standing back a couple yards. Austin, the center, held the ball on the ground, ready to hike it.
"Oh, you are going down," I taunted David. "I'm going to sack you again."
"Good luck with that," Austin said. "You're going to have to go through me, first.
I just nodded at him, smiling. I'd managed to get around him before and knew I could do it again. Sean, the other defensive lineman was ready to rush, too. One of us was going to get through. All that mattered was whether we could catch David before he got rid of the ball.
All four of the offensive guys were on the line, ready to run out to catch a pass, or, if they tricked us, get a pitchout or handoff. The defensive guys were on the line opposite them, ready to track them and pull their flag off their belt to tackle them.
"Set... hut," David said and Austin tossed the ball back to him. The three offensive guys all ran out to catch a pass, with David and Austin staying back. David drew back about ten yards, making some space in which to throw, and Austin looked to block both Sean and I.
"One, two, three, four, five," I loudly counted off the time required before we could rush in. Sean ran in faster, taking Austin's attention, letting me roll around him and charge David. Before David could get rid of the ball, I was on top of him, pulling the flag from his waist.
"Fuck," David yelled, upset with both himself and the other guys on his team for not being able to do better. He slapped the ball against his left hand, making a loud slapping sound. I just got up and ran to my own huddle to plan our next play.
"I told him I was going to do it," I laughed.
"Nice move, Vince," Sean said, slapping me on the shoulder congratulating me. "It's fourth down. They only need one pass completion for a first down. What do you want to do?"
I looked over at the offensive huddle for a second. David was talking, trying to come up with a foolproof plan to trick us and get a first down. "It has to be a pass play, so we do what we've been doing. You keep tight on your guys and Sean and I will get to David. Sound good?"
"Yeah," they all agreed.
"Ok, break," I said and we all clapped our hands. As we moved to the line, I pulled Sean close. "This time, I think Austin is going to go at me. So, we'll let him, and you get to David this time."
We all stood on the line again, ready for David to start the play. Austin looked at me. I knew he wanted to stop me. I made it look like I was going to rush in fast.
"Set... hut", David called and Austin tossed the ball back to him.
"One, two, three, four, five," I yelled, then we rushed in. Instead of going at me, though, Austin moved towards Sean, leaving a clear path for me. I charged forward, loving how I was going to get him so easily. I had no clue how Austin could have misread this.
I saw David's hand go back in a pass, briefly wondering if his receivers were ready for such a quick pass, then watched him throw the ball forward and down, hard. My mind wasn't fast enough to process what my eyes saw. The ball was flying directly at me at full speed. In just a second it hit me, low, and just as I reached David, I felt a sudden pain in my groin and doubled over. I fell to the ground, grabbing my cock with both hands.
All the guys were laughing at my predicament as I rolled around in pain, holding my crotch with both hands.
"Fuck dude... that had to hurt," Austin said, laughing.
David reached down and tapped my shoulder. "Oops... I guess it's your ball. But it's the last time you get to me."
The guys all huddled around me, waiting for me to recover. It took about fifteen minutes, but I finally sat up. I could still feel pain in my groin and knew I was done for the day. I told the guys that and we all agreed that the game was over. We all shook hands and wandered back to our cars to drive to our respective homes.
I was walking funny to my car and after I got in, Sean came over the the driver's window. "You going to be ok?" he asked.
"Yeah," I said. "More embarrassed than hurt I think. That was a crappy play."
"Yes it was," he laughed. He smacked the car door, stood, and walked to his car. I started mine and drove home.
I limped into the house, avoiding my mom and went up to my room.
Once there, I closed the door and lay in my bed, just looking at my social pages on my phone, letting the dull pain work itself out. After looking at a few porn sites, I tried to masturbate, but couldn't. A combination of the pain and... whatever else was going on... was making it almost impossible for me to get an erection. I tried over and over again... to no avail.
*****
It was hours later, close to ten o'clock, when I got out of bed, completely scared and frustrated, and made my way to my mom's room. I lightly knocked on her door before opening it, but she was in her bathroom and didn't hear me. I knocked on the mostly closed bathroom door and opened it. My mom had a bath towel wrapped around her as she stood at the sink.
"Hey, mom?" I said, standing in the doorway.
"Yeah, honey. Do you need something?"
"Can you... um... take a look at something?" I asked, holding my cock lightly through the boxers I was wearing. The pain seemed worse when I let myself just hang loose.
"Honey, I'm getting ready to take a shower. I'll look at it in a minute, ok?" she said.
"I just... can you take a look at this?" I asked, pulling my boxers down and exposing my cock to her.
"Oh my God," she said, getting a glimpse of my cock as she looked down. She put her hand up to shield her eyes from me as she turned her head away, giggling.
"It just... it kinda hurts... and I think I broke it," I said. "I don't know if I need to go to the hospital or something."
She giggled in embarrassment. "Why do you think you broke it?"
"When we were playing football, I got hit in the crotch with the ball," I said. "It hurt, so I came home. I've been, you know... just checking it. I just... I'm having a hard time... you know... getting hard... getting an erection."
"What?" she said, giggling again, making sure not to look down as she looked at me. "Why are you showing me this?"
"I know... I'm sorry," I said.
"Just give me a minute, ok?"
"Yeah... sure... I'm sorry," I said. Now I was embarrassed. "I'm sure it'll be alright." I closed the door and went back to my own bathroom. I sat on the toilet and tried... really tried... to jerk off. But no matter what I did, I felt something weird and immediately stopped. It was getting really frustrating and was making me scared.
