Look at My Dick….Wow!
Last night was the night. That’s right. Time for me to give Wes my first testosterone shot. Uh-oh. LOL
Hard to believe a month has already passed since the nurse gave him the first testosterone shot and showed me how to do it. Then when I got home that day I wrote down all the steps. Like 15 of them.
“Are you ready for your shot?” I ask when Wes came home for dinner last night.
“I’m terrified,” he replies, grimacing. “You’ve never given a shot before, and the one the nurse gave me was totally painless.”
“Wimp,” I tease. Okay, he’s scared of needles. “She said it’s just like throwing a dart.” I wind up like I’m throwing a baseball. “Pow!”
Wes cringes.
“Piece of cake,” I say.
After dinner we go into his bathroom, and he pulls out all the stuff, including my instructions. Testosterone is so thick the nurse gave me a bunch of huge needles to drain it out of the vial, and then smaller ones to use when I inject him.
Everything went smoothly, although drawing the testosterone out of the vial into the shot was harder than I thought. But those tiny air bubbles do disappear really fast when you flick the shot with your finger. Totally cool!
The nurse had showed me where to stab him in the hip, so I screwed the tiny needle on and threw my dart.
“Ouch!” Wes exclaims.
“Did that hurt?” I ask. Wow, I didn’t wanna hurt him, but I couldn’t believe how easily that needle went straight into his muscle. Like almost two inches deep. No resistance whatsoever.
Scary.
“No, it didn’t hurt, but I can feel it,” he says. “I couldn’t feel it when the nurse did it.”
“Must be that 4-year degree of hers, and all those years of giving shots.” I stick my tongue out at him. “How do you know the first shot she gave was painless?”
I pull back on the shot plunger. No blood. That’s a good sign. Means I got it in the right place. Then I push hard, because the stuff is so thick it takes a while to go through the tiny needle.
“I think I’m gonna be sick,” Wes groans.
“Is it hurting?” I ask, pushing the last of it into him.
“No,” he says. “But how do I know you got it in the muscle? It could just be in the skin floating around.”
“Relax, darlin’,” I reply. “No blood came into the needle, so we’re cool.”
“I dunno,” he frets, looking kinda green.
I pull the needle out and dispose of it. “Done!”
“Am I bleeding now?” he asks, looking kinda panicked.
“Just a spot,” I reply, swabbing it with alcohol like the nurse showed me and then placing a Band-Aid over it. “You bled like that for the nurse too.”
“I have to lie down,” Wes groans. “I think I’m gonna be sick.”
I just shake my head at the big bad Uber Alpha and clean everything up, while he rushes into the bedroom and collapses on the bed. The man worries too much, ya know?
A few minutes later I crawl into bed with him. “Are you gonna live?” I tease.
Wes laughs. “You did good. I’m sorry. I know I can be difficult.”
Duh.
“Not the word I would have used, but close enough,” I reply, rolling my eyes.
“I know you did the best you could, and you tried not to hurt me.”
“True,” I purr. “In fact, I think I deserve a reward.”
Wes laughs again. “You wanna have sex in the bathroom right now, don’t you?”
“Of course,” I reply, licking my naughty lips. “We just filled up your tank for another month. I think we need to take you for a test drive.”
Wes gives me a passionate kiss, and we leap off the bed and dash into the bathroom.
When he pulls down his sweatpants, his cock pops out, already semi-hard. “Look at my dick!” he exclaims. “That stuff works fast.”
“Oh, how I love a realllly hard dick,” I purr, as Wes strips off my cami and begins to worship my nipples with his talented tongue and fingers, grinding his hard dick against my eager pussy.
Yummmmmmmy!
Hey, you can just call me Nurse Laura from now on.
Of course, I’ve never actually throw a dart before. I was just winging it from what I’ve seen in the movies. But…shhh…don’t tell Wes. The man traumatized himself enough for one night, dontcha think? *wicked grin*
xoxo
Laura Stamps (c)
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Author of Paranormal Erotica & Romance Novels
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November 6th, 2009 at 9:01 pm
Laura, that's gotta be one of your funnier posts in a while! Thanks for the laughs!:D
November 6th, 2009 at 9:56 pm
I thought you might like that one. The man cracks me up!!! Plus, this post is illustrated with your fav "hands" pic. Yummmmmy!
November 7th, 2009 at 6:03 pm
That made me laugh my butt off! LMAO Why are men such babies? Oh, I know! They have us women to hold them and kiss them when it's all over. hehehehehehe……it's all a cop-out. LMAO
November 8th, 2009 at 3:21 am
Wes is a total wimp when it comes to needles and that kind of thing. He's one of those guys who can't even put eye drops in. I have to tackle him and then dump half the bottle in his eye while he's struggling and blinking like crazy. The Big Bad Uber. Too funny! Gotta love him, ya know?