. assurances that I was going to be okay ... but there was nothing else ... just constant dull pain and brief moments of respite from angelic whispere... voices.When I awoke in my hospital bed, there was a feeding tube in my nose, IV tubes in my arms, and my hands were cuffed to the rails of the bed. "At least I won't break my nose this time", I thought to myself. I remembered the dead biker's lifeless eyes and wondered how much trouble I was in. I looked over and saw Samantha dozing in a chair. But all he did was talk! Did I likeboys? How did it feel when James kissed me? Do I resent men? All sortsof questions, and it went on for three days! He often asked me the samequestion a different way, but I caught him at it, and he merely smiledat me. He recommended the treatment, which I thought he would do, but Iwas taken to see another doctor, a woman this time. She looked about myage, but she was very sharp, and realized how excited I was. Then shebroke my bubble."I can make you look like. ‘Nicole…’ I started. ‘Mmhhmm,’ she moaned back as she reversed directions and slid my dick back into her mouth. When I felt my head stretch the back of her mouth and start into her throat, I couldn’t hold it any longer, and I shot two big squirts and multiple smaller ones right down her throat as she continued to suck and moan. As my cock slowly deflated, she softly cleaned it up with her tongue and tucked it back into my pants. ‘The main event isn’t gonna happen here, and we have nothing else. I gagged slightly, surprised at the volume of cum filling my mouth. I continued milking his cock, albeit slower, wanting to please him, to be a good cocksucker. The taste was surprisingly tasty after getting past the odd texture.Finally, Matt pulled his cock out of my mouth and looked down at me. My own cock was begging to be paid attention to, but my thoughts were 'oh shit, now what?'Matt grinned, "Apparently my pick up line didn't fail after all."I laughed, "I guess not." I can't believe how.