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.

look at it," the nurse said and then I felt her hand circle my cock. "Haven't you ever seen it before? How many penises have you seen

than this one," the nurse announced,

he's my brother," my sister protested even as her fingers reached

I thought, my innocent little eighteen year old Catholic School going sister is touching my cock. And in about five seconds I'm going to start hardening. "These are his balls," I heard the nurse instruct

protested, the last words I heard before I

chair by my bed

Room, Tuesday, late afternoon

asked with a twinkle in

asked, surprised at how happy I

only two?" she asked as she walked toward the bed. She looked gorgeous. "I understand a second one showed up last night and ran off

and down her body. It was hard to tell just what her tits looked

Surgeons were short," I

and raised my hospital gown. "Well it's still there.... and gee whiz, will you look at

can I go home doc?" I asked

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lifted the bandage from

infection," she

about sex?" I asked, "I mean will I

sex shouldn't be an issue for a good Catholic boy like you," she said with a grin, then released

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 the fuck are you?" I

Esposito," Doctor Kathy O'Malley announced to the guy at the door. 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 Katherine, if we don't rush we're going to be late for the

like. "He's bald. And like five foot tall," I added. "Hurry fuckin up? What about the goddam patients," I said, quickly coming to a

And he's five-seven," Kathy retorted, a blush spreading on her

said, "And why the hell is he a Moody and

professional reasons. Now you be good, I've got to

midget urologist? I told you most penile surgeons were short," I shouted to

6: Hospital Room, Wednesday

face. Her white jacket, which I'd only ever seen tightly closed, was unbuttoned and flapping open, revealing a soft, light green, cashmere sweater under which

I ventured, the question clear in my voice, my eyes flicking

who don't have a

"Hospital politics?" I guessed.

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