Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Just A Cop's Cock: EP2

I opened my eyes just in time to see my sister rushing to follow the swiftly departing doc. Then I noticed that my little nurse was staring open mouthed at my penis.

Finally she looked up and saw me watching her. "Somebody tried to shoot it?" she asked.

"It's a long story," I said with a grin.

"How long?" she asked, her eyes darting back to my groin.

Jesus!

*** Scene 4: Hospital Room, Monday, 9:30 p. m. ***

"I'm not leaving," my younger sister, eighteen year old Rosetta Lucia Esposito, insisted to the nurse who was trying to shoo her from the room. Rosie had got there an hour earlier but had been standing quietly in the corner waiting as a parade of my friends and fellow cops had passed through the room.

"Visitors hours are over Miss," the pretty Asian nurse insisted.

"He's my brother and I'm not leaving," Rosie insisted rather belligerently as she grabbed my hand and sat down in the chair next to my bed.

"I'll have to call security Miss," the nurse warned but I could tell her heart wasn't in it.

"Johnnie's a policeman... the mayor gave him a medal three months ago, for bravery... we're not afraid of some play cop," Rosie announced in an authoritative voice that belied her age and her normally sweet disposition. "Rosie, maybe you better-" I started.

"I'm not leaving," Rosie stated, but then almost leapt from the seat and embraced me. "Oh Johnnie, what if they'd killed you?" she asked as the tears started to flow from her eyes.

Rosie stayed the night! In the chair next to the bed. At least most of the night.

Drugged I slept through most of the night but did wake momentarily sometime after two a. m. and saw Rosie was talking quietly to a nurse I didn't recognize, the two of them huddled standing at the side of my bed. "You're sure it's all right? You're sure Johnnie's going to be able to... to you know-"

"Have sex? Father children?" the nurse asked.

"Yes," Rosie whispered, her eyes flicking to my face to make sure I was still asleep.

"Oh don't worry about that, Jenny, she's the day nurse, she told me he was hard as a rock most of the morning. All the nurses were sneaking in to get a peek."

"Why, is something wrong with it?" my befuddled sister asked.

circle my

one," the nurse announced, then offered, "here, put it

sister protested even

to start hardening. "These are his balls," I heard the nurse instruct Rosie. "Here, hold them... yup, that's right. You

sister protested, the last words I heard before I conked out

the chair by my bed when I awoke just after eight

Room, Tuesday,

Doctor O'Malley asked with a twinkle in her eye as she watched me from the

I asked, surprised at how happy I was to

the bed. She looked gorgeous. "I understand

hard to tell just what her tits looked like hidden as they were

heard all Penile Surgeons were short," I

surgeons do you know?" she challenged back with a smile and then lifted my sheet away and raised my hospital gown.

wasn't true for long! "When can I go home

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as her other hand lifted the bandage from my inner thigh. She still

infection," she said absentmindedly as she gently touched

sex?" I asked, "I mean will I be able to

Catholic boy like you," she said with a grin, then released my penis

hour." It was one of those voices that just grate on you, high and whiney, and it came from a short, prematurely bald guy who stood in the doorway, an angry glare on his face. "Who

Then she turned to me and said, "Johnny, this is Geoff Moody, my husband." "Doctor Geoffrey Moody, Head Urologist," the asshole said pompously, then added, "hurry up

spat out staccato like. "He's bald. And like five foot tall," I added. "Hurry fuckin up? What

he's five-seven," Kathy retorted, a

children will all be midgets," I said, "And why the

reasons. Now you be good, I've

told you most penile surgeons were

Scene 6: Hospital Room, Wednesday Afternoon

and riding wildly on her shoulders when the Doctor swept into my room the next afternoon, a ferocious scowl on her face. Her white jacket, which I'd only ever seen tightly closed, was unbuttoned and flapping open, revealing a soft, light green, cashmere sweater

my eyes flicking

Dumb old men who don't have a fucking clue," she

"Hospital politics?" I guessed.

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