Henry and Luke - The Night Nurse

Luke had been working only a short time, but long enough at the care home that he had a few favorite residents. There was Darla, who told him interminable stories about her grandchildren, Lonnie who was grumpy and loud, but really nice once you took the time to get to know him, and of course Henry, the former steel worker who practically took up an entire wing by himself.

The dude was massive, and when it came time for his nightly sponge bath, Luke loved to take his time. The first time he saw Henry nude he'd practically fainted. The man's endowment was truly impressive, a sight to behold. The other nurses had warned Luke about how handsy the big man could get, and that if he had any issues to report to HR immediately. Luke had other things in mind.

The hot water pours from the faucet, steam rising in swirling patterns as he tests the temperature with his fingertips. Henry is already waiting in his room, the sheet drawn up to his waist, revealing the expansive expanse of his torso. His chest rises and falls in heavy breaths as Luke enters.

"Well, if it isn't my favorite caretaker," he rumbles. He gestures to the bed beside him. "Come on then, get me nice and clean before the shift's up."

The care home is mostly quiet. Luke's coworker is manning the front desk, nose stuck in a romance novel. The other residents are sound asleep.

He gets to work, doing his best to focus on getting the big man clean, and not his overwhelming desire to take that unbelievable cock in his hands, mouth, throat, and go to town on it.

Henry watches him, smiling. "You know, out of all the nurses here, I think you give the best sponge baths," he says while Luke slowly drags the soaking sponge over the old man's massive shoulders. "No one else is quite so attentive. I appreciate your thoroughness. Must be hard having to scrub down and old fogey like me, huh? Bet you'd rather be out partying or something."

The old man's eyes fix intently on Luke's as the warm water trickles down his muscled torso. He shifts his hips, drawing attention to the prominent bulge straining against the thin sheet.

"You know, I was quite the party animal in my youth." He chuckles. "Back when I could keep up. I bet you could show me a thing or two, huh?"

Luke is aware that his coworker could walk in at any moment, but Henry's massive form is proving irresistible. Luke massages the hot water onto Henry's hairy pecs, biting his lip at the sensation of thick, hard-earned muscle gone slightly soft flexing and bunching under his fingers. He feels like he's in the service of a God, Henry is just so outsized, so intimidating.

"Well well well, would'ya look at that," Henry nods down at his crotch. "Been a while since that happened, I gotta say. Well, go on, lad. Don't waste it." Luke stands and follows Henry's gaze downward. The old man is rock hard under the sheet, his cock tenting the thin material obscenely.

"I --" he stammers. It's the cock of his dreams, but he doesn't want to lose his job. "Sir, I -- Jesus Christ how big is that thing?"

Henry's grin widens, his chest rumbling with another deep chuckle as he rolls his hips slightly, making the tent in the sheet sway. "Last time I measured, oh thirty years or so ago, it was about fourteen inches at full mast. Haven't been this stiff in years. Your hands are better than Viagra, sport."

His eyes flash with something mischievous. Luke swallows hard, his throat suddenly dry. His pulse hammers in his ears as he looks from the sheet to Henry's face and back again. The old man is watching him intently, drinking in his reaction. The care home is quiet around them, the distant hum of the air conditioning the only sound besides Henry's slow, deliberate breathing.

"Go on. You have my permission, young man. You don't need to be told what to do, do you?"

Luke's fingers hover over the sheet, inches from his massive erection. The cotton is warm where it tents over his cock, the heat emanating from the thick rod beneath. He can see every pulse in the swollen shaft, the veins standing out starkly along its length. The fabric dampens instantly with precum leaking from the tip. Luke touches the bulbous, grapefruit-sized cockhead tentatively. Henry groans, his heavy-lidded eyes rolling back for a moment. His burly chests rises and falls, slowly.

"That's it," he rasps. "Been years since I felt anyone touch me there. Soft, strong hands like yours... reminds me of the hot young studs I used to fuck under the docks, between shifts. Most of them couldn't handle it, but some of 'em... took it all the way. Loved every inch. Which one'll you be, I wonder."

Luke's pulse thunders in his ears as he pulls the sheet back slowly, revealing Henry's monstrous cock. He'd seen it a dozen or so times, but only ever flaccid. Sure, it was impressive even soft, but it turned out the old man was a shower AND a grower.

The heavy rod bounces as the sheet is removed, the thick shaft bobbing slightly. It's without question or comparison the largest cock the night nurse has ever laid eyes on. The purplish, swollen tip drips steadily, glistening as precum spills onto Henry's belly. His thick fingers wrap around the base, both hands gripping, and still, there's more.

"You've got a look in your eye," Henry says with a smirk. "Like you wanna take a ride on it. Be honest with me, kid." Luke licks his lips unconsciously, transfixed by the leaking tip. He's never even considered something so big before, but now he can't stop thinking about it. His own cock strains against his scrubs, aching to be touched. He feels ashamed of his own small penis, barely five inches, but he's always been blessed in other ways. Years of hockey and greco-roman wrestling developed his ass and thighs into strong, enviable form. One of Henry's massive hands reaches around and squeezes Luke's ass cheek, hard enough to make the young stud gasp.

"I don't... I don't know if I can take it all," Luke admits, whispering. "I mean I... I want to... oh god I want it so bad, but it's just so... fuck it's just so big, sir."

Henry barks out a laugh, his massive chest shaking.

"Well, ain't that just like a young buck like you. Full of piss and vinegar but when it comes to the real deal, you gotta be honest with yourself and what you can handle." He squeezes Luke's ass again, harder this time, his work-worn fingers kneading the firm muscle.

"Tell you what. How about we start slow? Get me good and slick for you. What do you say?" Henry's massive cock throbs in Luke's hands.

"I've been holding this for you, you know. All week I've been thinking about you, imagining you touching me. Your hands on my body. Christ, I can barely wait anymore."

Luke feels overwhelmed by the raw power and desire flowing from the big man. His own cock throbs painfully, precum staining the front of his scrubs. "Get those things off, and climb on up here. Let's see what's what," Henry orders.

Luke quickly unties his scrubs and peels them down, his small but well-shaped cock bouncing free. Henry's eyes darken with hungry approval as he drinks in Luke's body--toned thighs, defined abs, and a bubble butt that Henry can't stop squeezing.

"You've got quite the frame on you," Henry rumbles, his deep voice thick with lust. "Strong. Agile. Perfect for riding something like this." His thick fingers wrap around his own shaft, giving it a slow, lazy stroke as he watches Luke climb onto the bed beside him. Luke positions himself between Henry's massive thighs, the contrast between their sizes staggering. Henry's cock stands obscenely tall from his groin, the tip brushing his navel.

Luke's hands sweat as he reaches for the massive shaft, wrapping both hands around it near the base. He has to adjust his grip to accommodate the thickest part, his thumbs not quite meeting around the girth. Even just holding it is a struggle. Henry moans as Luke's hands close around him, his hips flexing upward slightly.

"That's it, kid. Just like that. Fuck, you've got good hands. Strong but... fuck... soft where it counts."

Luke feels his own cock twitch at the praise, precum beading at his tip. He starts moving his hands up and down the shaft, marveling at how the veins bulge and ripple under his fingers. Henry's thick foreskin stretches as he works his hands up.

"Hmm," Henry groans, his thick neck cording as he throws his head back against the pillows.

"Faster now. Get me nice and wet for you." His words come out ragged, pent-up need evident in each one. Luke obeys, picking up his pace, marveling at the sheer volume of precum leaking from the tip. It makes his strokes slick and easy, Henry's massive cock glistening under his attention. The old man's breathing quickens, his chest rising and falling rapidly now. "That's it," Henry purrs, reaching down to grab Luke's hip with one powerful hand.

"Fuck, your hands feel amazing. Been too long, kid. Too long. That's the way. Just like that. Make me feel good. There you go." Henry's stream of encouragement made Luke's asshole twitch. He wanted nothing more than to sit astride the massive man, and slam his fat hockey ass back onto the man's impossible girth, but he was scared. He'd taken countless dicks, big dildos, hell even his own fist one long lonely night, but Henry's cock beggared belief.

"Fuck, I can't wait anymore," Henry growls, reaching down to spread his own legs wider. His thick fingers dig into the flesh of his inner thighs, pulling them apart to give Luke better access. His heavy balls hang low beneath his shaft, the sack like two melons in a grocery bag.

"I want to see you take me," he commands. "Climb up here. Right over me. Straddle me. Let me see if you can take just the tip."

That's a tall ask, considering the size of the tip. Luke's breathing falters as he kneels between Henry's massive thighs, his smaller frame dwarfed by the old man's bulk. His own cock bobs between his legs. He positions himself carefully, lifting his hips as he guides the thick tip toward his entrance. The hospital bed creaks under their combined weight. Henry watches as Luke steels himself, taking a deep breath, preparing to lower himself onto him.

"That's it," he encourages, speaking roughly. "Be a good night nurse and make an old man happy."

The thick head presses against Luke's entrance, stretching his hole wider than he's ever been before. His muscles tense instinctively, resisting the initial penetration.

"Relax, kid," Henry soothes, though the intensity in his eyes betrays how badly he wants this. "Just take it slow. Let me inside you. Fuck, look at you. Look at you trying to take me."

Luke forces himself to relax, inhaling deeply as he lets his weight settle, sinking down just an inch. The stretch is overwhelming--like being pried open. A whimper escapes his throat as his rim strains to accommodate the monstrous head.

"Good boy," Henry rumbles, one hand moving to Luke's hip to steady him. "That's it. Right there. Fuck, you're so tight. So warm. Just... just sit on it for a minute. Let yourself adjust. I need this. You need this."

Luke exhales sharply, the sting dulling to a full, incredible stretch as his body yields. "You're so deep already," Luke whimpers, his hands bracing against Henry's broad chest. His own cock bounces between his legs, twitching as his prostate is already engaged despite just the head being inside him.

"Fuck yeah," Henry groans, his fingers digging into Luke's hips. "You've got me right where I need to be." His thick neck strains as he tilts his head back, eyes half-lidded in ecstasy. "Christ, you feel even better than I dreamed. Fuck. I could cum just from watching you sit on my cock." Luke moans, spreading his legs, arching his back, doing anything he can to open wider for the big man.

The head pops through, past the thickest part, and Luke gasps as he's suddenly filled beyond anything he's ever experienced. He can feel the thick veins pulsing inside him, the heat of Henry's shaft pressing against his inner walls.

"Oh god," he whimpers, his body quivering. "It's... it's so much. So fucking big."

"I know, baby," Henry rumbles, his hands sliding up to grip Luke's waist.

"Just take it slow. Breathe for me. Fuck, look at you. So perfect like this. Taking my cock like a champ."

Luke inhales shakily, adjusting to the overwhelming fullness. Henry's thick base is almost attainable. His own small cock bobs desperately, untouched, pre-cum dripping onto Henry's massive pelvis. A noise from out in the hall startles both of them back to reality. Henry clamps a massive hand over Luke's mouth.

"Shh. Let's make this last as long as possible. The enormous brute rolls them both over, his cock still lodged deep, Luke's overstretched hole barely at the half-way mark of Henry's gargantuan shaft. Henry positions Luke on his hands and knees, and leans forward, towering over him.

"Gonna have to take the rest of me now," Henry growls in Luke's ear, his hot breath sending shivers through the young man's body. Luke nods, fear and arousal surging through him in equal measure. Henry slowly pulls back just an inch before sinking in again, giving Luke's body time to adjust to the monstrous girth. His massive hands grip Luke's hips, holding him in place as he bottoms out. Luke's muffled scream is cut off by the sheets clenched between his teeth as Henry's heavy balls slap against his. The stretch is incredible--like being torn open, but in the most delicious way imaginable.

"You okay?" Henry rasps, speaking quietly. Luke nods frantically, tears of overwhelming stimulation glistening in his eyes. Henry leans down, pressing his broad chest against Luke's back, his beard scraping lightly along Luke's shoulder.

"Fuck, you feel incredible. What a hungry hole. Love feeling your fat ass open for my big dick, don't you, stud?" Luke nods frantically, eyes crossing, while his first hands-free orgasm of the night rockets out of him.

Cum spurts from his untouched cock, splattering the sheets beneath him as his body clenches rhythmically around Henry's shaft. The massive old man groans deeply at the feeling, his fingers digging into Luke's hips as he holds him steady, letting him ride out the intense pleasure.

"That's it," he rumbles. "Fuck, you're gonna make me cum already. Your tight little hole is milking me so good." His hips start moving in shallow thrusts, sliding just an inch or two at a time as Luke's channel pulses around him. Luke pants desperately, his oversensitive cock twitching with residual pleasure as Henry's thick length drags his hole with every thrust. Each tiny movement sends fresh sparks of sensation through him, his body still stretched impossibly wide.

"I can't... I can't believe you fit inside me," Luke whimpers, pressing his forehead against the mattress as his fingers twist in the sheets.

"Believe it," Henry growls, his massive frame enveloping Luke's smaller one as he continues his slow, deep thrusts. "You were made for this. Made to take big cock. Made to get fucked by a real man." His hand slides up Luke's sweat-slicked back, gripping the nape of his neck possessively.

The other hand grips Luke's hip, pulling him back onto Henry's cock with every thrust. "Feel how deep I go? How much of me is inside you?" Henry rumbles in his ear. "All the way to the fucking hilt, baby. That's what you wanted, isn't it?"

Luke groans, exhausted, dizzy, his arms shaking with the effort of supporting the big man's weight on his back. Every inch of Henry's shaft grinding deep, stretching him to his limits with every movement.

"I can feel you in my... stomach... sir," he moans. Henry grunts, and bottoms out again. Luke moans into the mattress.

Henry growls, his thick cock pulsing inside his night nurse.

"Take it all," Henry commands. "Every inch. Filling you up. Feel that? Feel your body adjusting, reshaping itself around my real man's cock? Wider." Henry kicks Luke's legs, spreading them further, all the while continuing to thrust.

"Y-yes," Luke whimpers, his voice cracking as the giant bottoms out again, his heavy balls swinging against his sweat-slicked thighs. He can feel the bed moving beneath them, rolling out of place despite its wheels being locked.

Henry's thrusts grow more forceful, his massive frame driving him deeper and harder into Luke's willing body.

The young nurse's tight hole is stretched to its absolute limit, the monster cock moving with powerful thrusts that send sparks of intense pleasure through his entire being.

"I'm gonna cum, baby. Gonna fill you up with my seed. Gonna mark you as mine forever," Henry grunts, his powerful hands gripping Luke's hips as he drives into him with brutal force. The hospital bed creaks and groans under the intense pounding, threatening to break.

"Fuck yes, fill me up, please," Luke moans, his own cock twitching and leaking pre-cum as he's impaled on the huge shaft. His insides feel like they're being rearranged, his body stretched beyond its limits by the sheer size of Henry's massive manhood.

The pressure builds in Luke's gut as Henry's thick length pistons in and out of him, each thrust hitting his prostate with ruthless precision. His back arches, fingers clawing at the sheets as his entire world narrows to the exquisite torment of being so thoroughly filled.

"Gonna... gonna cum again," he whimpers, his body tensing, toes curling as Henry fucks him deeper and faster.

"That's it," Henry growls, his massive frame looming over Luke's smaller one. "Cum on my cock. Let me feel you tighten around me. Learning what you're made of now. Learning what you're made for."

Luke's second orgasm crashes over him like a tidal wave, his untouched cock spurting ropes of cum onto the sheets below as his hole clenches around Henry's invading length. "I've never cum twice in a row before. Unnnngh!" Luke cries out. Henry's rhythm stutters as Luke's milking channel constricts around him.

For the next few hours, Luke is subjected to an absolutely hole wrecking fuck, the giant rutting above him lost in his own desperate, pelvis crushing thrusting. Luke does his best to lie there, and breathe, though every time the man bottoms out in him, he feels as though the wind has been knocked out of him. He'd always fantasized about being at the mercy of a much, much larger man, but the sheer logistics of the act are so overwhelming.

How wide can the human asshole stretch again? he finds himself wondering, nervously.

Finally the old man's breathing turns ragged, his powerful thrusts losing their rhythm as his own release approaches.

"Fuck... baby... gonna... ah! FUCK!" Henry roars, his massive body tensing as he buries himself to the hilt for the thousandth time inside Luke's spasming hole. Luke feels it--the first hot blast of Henry's cum shooting deep inside him, filling him up with thick ropes of seed. The pressure is intense, his belly swelling slightly as Henry pumps what feels like an endless amount of cum into his depths. His hole clenches desperately, trying to milk every last drop from the giant's cock. Henry groans long and deep as he unloads inside Luke, his thick shaft twitching and pulsing as it continues spurting hot seed.

His hands tighten on Luke's hips, holding him steady as he fills his young nurse completely.

After what feels like an eternity, Henry's orgasm subsides, his massive frame still draped over Luke's sweat-slicked back. The young nurse's body throbs with residual pleasure, his stretched hole pulsing around the still-twitching cock inside him. "You okay there, baby?" Henry rumbles, nuzzling into Luke's neck. His beard scratches lightly against the sensitive skin as he places a gentle kiss there.

"Mmmhmm," Luke mumbles, feeling dazed and utterly satisfied. Henry slowly withdraws, his thick cock sliding out with a wet squelch. Luke gasps at the sudden emptiness, his overstretched hole clenching reflexively as it struggles to close around such a huge void.