Oh, yeah, had one of those.
A couple of years ago I came down with a serious kidney malfunction - I won't call it a disease because the drs didn't know why it happened and never has again. Anyway, I had just felt crappy for months and but the time I was told to go to the ER it was terribly advanced. I was in the hospital for 10 days and for most of that time, weak and helpless.
About day 5 a nice looking, tall, muscled male nurse comes in and tells me it is time for a bath. Hooray. He lifts me out of the bed, puts me in the chair and we head towards the shower but he can't get me to stand up from the chair so it is clear I'm not going to be able to stand in the shower. "No problem," he says, "we'll just give you a sponge bath in the chair." (Doesn't get the bed wet.)
Fairly easy to do in a hospital robe. He unties the top and go to it. It feels great to be freshened up. Feeling as I have for so long, sex was the last thing on my mind but he was hot. Before I know it, you could take my pulse from my dick as it starts keeping time with my heartbeat. It had been a VERY long time as the condition had made me mostly impotent but I was on the mend, electrolites and BP back to normal, and there was no stopping it.
By this time he was scrubbing my thighs by reaching under the gown and had just finished the outer thigh and was ready to do my inner thighs and groin. I said, "Umm..." to warn him just as he reached all the way in inside one thigh. The back of his soapy hand hit the head of my semi and slid all the way down the side of the shaft before either one of us could react. I just about jumped out the chair and he froze there with his arm pressing against my pulsing dick.
We locked eyes, mine wide open and face beet red no doubt. "Don't sweat," he said, "it just means you're getting better." and continued in his professional manner. I couldn't help twitching as he finished that side with two more strokes, a couple of rinse strokes. By then my rod fully lengthened but coudn't lift as it was trapped by the gown across my lap.
He switched sides and while he soaped up the washcloth again he leaned over and checked me out! He washed and rinsed my other thigh and then started washing my balls - normally at first then very slowly, looking at eyes every once in a while. GOD! that felt so good. I'm certain my eyes glazed over and he could tell I wasn't going to object so he continued the ball cleaning well past the time needed.
He pulled out the washcloth, set it aside and soaped his hands. Staring me right in the face he slipped his hand around the head of my dick. He circled it for some time then started slowly stroking my shaft down the to the base and then back up. My hands clutched at the armrests and the most incredible waves of sensation where driving me crazy.
About 2 mins of this and I started grunting and gasping and my dick was as hard as it ever was. A final groan and I shot one of the biggest loads I ever have and I had some full-body shutters as he milked it for a while after. "Jeez I needed that!" was all I could say. "Guess so." he said as he flashed a great smile and winked at me.
Holy shit! I thought, I just had a hand job from a hunky Texas male nurse. The stuff that fantasies are made of and one the hottest "fucks" I've ever had. I'll never forget it. True, boys, all very true.
(Now I'm hard as fuck and I'm going to have to take care of it.)