Taking of Jim

Taking Care of Jim

Story By CATMAN

When I heard the news, I raced to the hospital not knowing what to expect.   I found Jim's room.  He was asleep and had kicked off the sheets exposing his naked body.  He had a lot of scrapes and bruises, a cast on one leg below the knee and stitches in his forehead.  Even damaged he looked really hot to me.  I covered him again with the sheet.

A young intern walked into the room.   I had a dozen questions, "Do you know what happened?  Is he going to be alright?  What happened to his clothes?  How did the hospital know to call me?   When can he go home?"  

"You must be Steve; we found your number in Jim's wallet.  He was unconscious when the ambulance brought him in.  We didn't know how extensive his injuries were, so we had to cut his clothes off.  According to the police report, he wrecked his motorcycle when a truck ran a stop light.  Actually he was really lucky, the bruises look worse than they actually are.  It was a clean break on his leg.  We want to keep him overnight just for observation.  Right now he's sedated and will be out for a few hours.  We're just a little concerned that he might have a concussion from the head injury.  Are the two of you roommates or partners?"

"Oh no, nothing like that, we’re just work out buddies and good friends.  He lives across the hall from me.  I'm gay and he's straight.  Why did you ask?"

"Well, it would be better to have someone around to look after him for a while.  He's going to be a little sore and should stay off of that leg and  He'll need some bed rest for a few days.  Maybe, you could return tomorrow to drive him home, and you'll want to bring a bathrobe or something for him to wear."

"Sure, I can do that.  He can stay at my place."  I thanked the Doctor and left Jim to rest.  I was relieved that he would be alright and actually was looking forward to playing caretaker for him.  I've always had a giant crush on him, but was sure that he had no interest in me.  However, since breaking up with his last girlfriend 3 months ago, he had been spending more time at my apartment.  So, maybe...

I made arrangements to take some time off of work, and the following day, I picked up Jim to take him home.  I only have a one bedroom apartment, so I told Jim that I would sleep on the sofa.  

He said, "That's ridiculous, it's your bed!  It's a big one and we can share.  That's the only way I will stay here, besides your sofa is really uncomfortable.  I don't like to even sit on it, let alone imagining you having to sleep on it."

He took my bathrobe off and got onto the bed.  It wasn't any big deal that he was naked.  We had seen each other plenty of times in the locker room and showers at the gym.   I put some extra pillows under his broken leg to prop it up then drug the TV into the bedroom.  After taking two pain killers, Jim dosed on and off all night.

I went across the hall to fetch some things he might need:  laptop, cell phone, shaving gear and some of the perishables from his fridge.  When I went to his bedroom to find some loose fitting clothes he could wear, I got a few surprises.  I found one of my old jockstraps that I thought I lost at the gym.  In another drawer, I discovered his stash of porn, and some of it was very 'gay'.  The biggest shock was in his nightstand:  anal beads, a dildo and two cock rings. 

I left everything in place and returned back to my apartment.     I watched some television and turned in around midnight.  I always sleep in the nude and didn't see any reason to change for Jim. 

We woke at the same time in the morning and Jim said he was hungry.  I got up and fixed some breakfast for the two of us.  We ate in my bedroom from a tray.  Jim seemed to be in really good spirits today and was feeling better.  He even made mention that he thought my work outs were really paying off.  I was flattered that he would notice but I thought that was a strange thing to say, coming from a straight guy.

When Jim said he had to take a piss, I helped him out of bed.  He wasn't very steady trying to manuver with the crutches, so I supported him while he hobbled to the bathroom.   When he finished using the toilet, he said he felt a little grubby and could use a shower.   I put down the toilet seat for him to sit while I got a large garbage bag and tape to wrap his cast.   I got into the shower with him to make sure he wouldn't fall.

I supported him with a hand on his waist while he soaped himself up.  He spent alot of time lathering up his crotch, and I noticed he got an erection.  He didn't seem at all embarrassed about it and was still hard after rinsing off and drying himself.   I was impressed with the size of his cock and my own started to respond. 

I got him back on the bed and asked if there was anything else he needed.

"Isn't it obvious?  I'm horny as hell!   Don't tell me you're not interested, I've seen the way you always look at me.  This would be the perfect time to take advantage of me.  I thought you might do it last night, that's why I wanted you to sleep with me."

I was absolutely shocked at this turn of events.  "You're serious about this?  You know, it will completely change the dynamics of our friendship."

"I know what I'm doing, and I think we should do this.    Come over here and I'll show you."

Moving next to the bed, Jim reached out and grabbed my dick and began to stroke it.  Then he pulled me closer, leaned over and began to suck my cock.  He stroked himself while blowing me.  I could tell that this wasn't the first time with a dick in his mouth.    With his free hand he played with my balls and ass.   I was so turned on that I came way too some.  He swallowed every drop.  I leaned down and kissed him and he kissed me too.

It was my turn and I crawled up between his legs.  I began by licking his big balls.  Taking care with his broken leg, I worked my mouth down his crack and tongued his hole.  Lubed up with my spit, I took a chance and inserted a finger.  Jim moaned and I could tell he approved.  I moved to licking his hard cock in a teasing manner, before taking him in my mouth.  Finger fucking him, I sucked him off and was rewarded with a big load of his cum.  I shared it with him when I kissed him again.

Jim said, "Damn Steve that was great!   I can't believe it took a motorcycle accident to get you to finally have sex with me.  My only complaint would be, maybe next time you can think of something larger than a finger to shove up my butt!"

"You can count on that buddy!  Don't forget, you are on bed rest all week and the doctor instructed me to 'take care of you'!"

That was three months ago and Jim is completely healed, but I am still 'taking care' of him, and he enjoys 'taking care' of me too.

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