Chapter Four...Poor Daphne

7am
Daphne and Justin did their morning routine; stopping at Starbucks for coffee then sitting in the parking lot of work discussing the day ahead. 
"I'm going to stop by and see Mr. Kinney before surgery," Justin said. "Oh my God, Oh My God, Jus, I can't wait for you to meet him!" Daphne almost spilled her coffee with excitement.
"I'm telling you when you see him you will die! He is fucking movie star gorgeous!" Justin gave her a snide look. "Daph, every guy is gorgeous to you."
Quit trying to fix me up, will you please?" She replied,"Justin, do you want to stay a virgin?" He gave her a look. "Fuck no I just haven't met the right guy, that's all." "You are such a prude, you should be doing it to every guy you meet." "Enough…Daph, can we not discuss my sex life? " "You mean your LACK of sex life."
Justin glared at her. "We had better go in now." He said checking his watch. "Don't be mad, I just want you to
be happy!" she said. "I am. Now could we drop it?" 
The best friends went their separate ways once inside the hospital. Daphne checked the schedule of today's patients and procedures she was assigned to. She gasped out loud. "Oh no, oh no," She said shaking her head from side to side, " I won't do it. I'm going to KILL Emmett." She read the note to herself: 
"Daph,sweetie, I'm going to New York to see my friend Shelly for the weekend. I knew you wouldn't mind. Luv ya Baby, Emmie." 
Daphne picked up the phone, the color draining from her face.
"J.Taylor, may I help you? " Daphne whispered to her friend. "Justin, I'm in deep shit trouble." Justin rolled his eyes. "Don't roll your fucking eyes at me, Justin Taylor." He pulled the receiver from his ear and looked at it, puzzled. "What's wrong, Daphne?" "I will tell you what's wrong. Our dear nurse and no longer friend of mine
left me with a surprise." "Yeah, so?" "It's my patient; you know the one I've been telling you about. Mr.fucking gorgeous Kinney, I have a crush on you." Justin was half listening while looking over his own schedule. "Emmett left me with...a...a... sort of surprise." 
"Daphne I'm very busy,could you, like, spit it out already?" he said. Daphne blew air into the phone. "I'massignedtogivehimanenema," she said fast,"before his surgery."
Justin put his hand over his mouth,trying not to laugh into the phone. His friend was too upset for teasing. "Is that all?" He said nonchalantly. 
"Daph, Hon, you've done that a hundred, no a billion times, what's the big deal?" She yelled into the phone. "B-but what did you say? I told you he is beautiful!" "Why Daphne you DO have a crush on poor, old Mr. Kinney?" he said. "You, you are SO NOT my best friend anymore, Justin Taylor." She slammed the phone down.
Justin hung up and giggled, thinking,*I can't wait to meet this Mr. Kinney to find out what the fuss is all about!* 
Daphne closed her eyes and tried to pull herself together.*I'm a nurse…a professional. I've seen men's asses before. I can do this... I am so fucked.*
Daphne walked into her patient's room. She wanted to break the news to him gently. 
Brian was moaning in his sleep. "Mr. Kinney, are you alright?" She touched his shoulder. He opened his eyes,staring at her. "What? Why the fuck did you wake me up?" He said almost whispering."I was just 
dreaming of a beautiful blonde angel sucking my cock. I was about to fuck his sweet boy ass and you woke me up." "Mr. Kinney so sorry I interrupted your dream f- u- c- k, but I have to prep you for surgery." "Oh." He offered her his arm. She shook her head. "No, not an IV, the anastheaologist will be in for that." "I'm here
to…" He opened his mouth for a thermometer. "No, that's not it. I'm here to tend to the other end, as in enema." Brian blinked hard.
Are you shitting me? Pardon the pun." He said sarcastically, "I'm having hip surgery, what the fuck, not a colonoscopy." He growled. "I'm sorry Mr. Kinney, but I have my orders. Besides, it will be all over before you know it. I only need to insert two bottles, " the young girl said. "Why, thank you nurse, you
make it sound like we are going to have a ball. I'm going to put my party hat on while you go get the fucking favors." Nurse Daphne slipped out of the room before he tore HER a new asshole.
The phone rang, "Fourth floor nurses station, Chanders here.""Hey, are you still mad at me?" Daphne smiled. "You know Ican't stay mad at you." They both laughed. "So, what's up?" she said. "I was calling to let you know I'm tied up all afternoon, so I won't be able to see Mr. what's his name," Justin asked, looking down at his 
file, "Oh, Kinney." 
"No problem. He will probably be in a bad mood after his enema anyway. Oh My God, that reminds me, the man is waiting for me." "Well tell him his therapist says, I hope everything comes out alright." He was hysterical."Is that supposed to be a joke because I'm NOT laughing. Later, Mr. Taylor." "Bye Nurse." Justin was still laughing after he hung up.
Daphne entered Brian's room. 
She stopped dead in her tracks. Her patient was openly jerking himself off. "Oh my God, Mr. Kinney, what are you doing?" "Why, nurse, don't you know?" He said, grinning mischievously.
"I thought nursing school taught about male anatomy in sex 101." Daphne wasn't amused.
"Nurse, so sorry, lets get on with it, shall we?" he said,covering his erection. Daphne was speechless, while getting a pair of rubber gloves. * Daph, you can do it, remember you are a professional ! Yeah right,* she thought.
"Mr. Kinney could you turn on your side for me? I'm going to make this as painless as possible. Just let me know if I'm hurting you?" *Wow, what a big cock he has, I would love to put my lips around it,* she thought.
"Okay,Mr. Kinney, it's going to be cold, but it'll heat up. First, lift your butt up so I can put the bedpan in place." 
Daphne got the bedpan under the patient. "Make sure you hold the water as long as possible." 
As soon as Daphne spread Brian's cheeks and dabbed the lube in and around his hole, Brian began to moan. She stopped. "Am I hurting you," she asked. "No…no, quite the contrary," he said and grabbed hold of his cock." It's been a few days since I had sex, it feels too good," he said. 
She turned red in the face, glad that Mr. Kinney couldn't see her."I will continue then," Daphne said,sliding her tiny finger in his ass, and eliciting moaning from her patient. More moaning. Brian stroked himself and closed his eyes. "Mr. Kinney, do you have to do THAT while I'm doing this?" He didn't answer.
She gave him the two enema's as fast as she could and shut the curtain. Brian was stroking faster, squeezing his eyes tight. Between the pain in his stomach and pleasure in his cock, he was close to shooting. "Ugh, ugh", he groaned. He arched and came all over his stomach, which wasn't easy on his side. He fell back, trying to 
relax. "Nurse, be a dear and get me a towel to clean myself?" Daphne came from behind the curtain, dumbfounded. "Hurry, please!" he said. 

She grabbed a towel and cleaned him up. "Thank you, Nurse, I'll return the favor someday." Brian was weak and tired.
"Mr. Kinney, they called from surgery. Someone will be up to take you down in a few minutes." "Fine, nurse. I'm not planning on going anywhere."
Three hours later:
In recovery room
"Mr. Kinney, wake up!" A nurse tried to jar him a bit. Brian opened his eyes." Mr. Kinney, your surgery went fine. How are you feeling?" She asked. He smacked his lips. His throat was so dry. Brian dozed off without answering.
Brian slept through everything the nurse was doing to make him as comfortable as possible. 
Daphne went to get another blanket and smacked right into her best friend. "Shit, Justin, you almost killed me!" she exaggerated. Justin rolled his eyes at her, "I barely touched you",he said. "Alright, I'm sorry. After the time I had with him," she glanced over her shoulder," I'm a bit shaken up." "Why, what's the matter?" He began. Both of them heard loud moaning. "Can't talk about it now, be right back." 
"Nurse… Daffy." Brian whispered. Justin walked closer to the bed, dragging his gimp leg. "Mr. Kinney," the boy rubbed the patient's arm, grabbing the chart.
Brian's eyes fluttered open. He saw the most beautiful blonde angel in white, staring down at him. He blinked. "Am I dead?" he whispered. Justin was mesmerized by the sight of the beautiful man. He let out a small gasp. He wasn't ready for the beauty above him.
Justin tried to sound professional, but was having a very HARD time. His cock was growing by the second. Justin replied. "No, you're not dead, but after I get done with you, you'll wish that you were." He gave Brian his widest sunshine smile. 
Mr. Kinney, I'm Justin Taylor, your Physical and Occupational therapist. I'm going to let you rest and I will be back in the morning." Justin had to get away from the man. 
Brian was drugged from surgery, he still swore he was dead and in heaven. He was dreaming of the beautiful blonde angel on his knees worshipping his cock. Brian was grinning in his sleep, thinking,* If 
this is a dream, I hope I never wake up.*

Tbc...