never happened before. But I was empty of answers. She put her hand on my balls. No response. Maybe I was all washed up physically and emotionally. Dead, but not buried. She cupped my scrotum, but my dick was utterly limp. Her hand felt remote, far away, yet she held my balls.
I looked up in the darkness at the ceiling.
'Why?' she said and stroked my cock again. 'Is it me?'
'It's me,' I told her. 'I don't know why.'
'Doesn't it scare you?'
I didn't answer. Scallen, are you a eunuch? Did I have some internal injury they hadn't told me about? My nuts weren't sore, so I hadn't been kicked there.
I wondered then for a fraction of a second why I was thinking Joan Cassidy while Mary Beth had her hands on my balls. What was behind it? Why didn't I really want to fuck Mary Beth? Of course, I couldn't right now, but why couldn't I seem to care less that she wanted to blow me? I couldn't answer the problem, and then all of a sudden Mary Beth ducked her head and took my cock into her mouth. It was so soft it bent against her lips.
She moaned and closed her mouth and I felt my cock growing in her mouth, though a part of me seemed to resist that growth, as if it were against my will.
Aaaah, it was good now, really good. My cock was really coming to her. Her teeth raked beautifully along the flange of the head. My body shivered. Then, without losing my cock in her mouth, she moved and lay between my legs and began to make some real love.
She was really down on it. And it felt great suddenly. I could hardly bear it. She sucked with power I had never felt before. She really knew how to get the job done. I could see her head going up and down, and then I felt her tongue rasping along the flange of the swollen head. My flesh bucked and quivered with delight. I felt my backbone melting. She sucked and kissed and rasped that tender cock.
Suddenly and completely unexpectedly, I felt my body convulse and thrash. I spurted into her mouth. I came and came and came. I thought my cock was going to fall off. Her lips went on and on, smacking on it, milking every last drop. Back and forth her lips lashed my cock. It quivered! Vibrated! Tingle after tingle of electric shock shot through my melting spine.
I cried out with release. She moaned and went on taking it all in with her clamped lips. Her lips tickled off every little trickle of come. Charge after charge flashed through my cock. I wanted to clutch her hair but I couldn't sit up without pain.
She lifted her head and the shaft fell down, limp, completely milked. She scurried into the bathroom and came out quickly. She sat down on the edge of the bed.
'You were like cherry,' she said.
'I felt like it.'
'We'll wait and do it again.'
Footsteps came along the hall.
'Get under the bed,' I whispered.
The door opened and footsteps came quietly across the room, but the light did not go on. I pretended to sleep. I peeked from under one half-open eyelid. A nurse stood over me. I could see the white uniform. I wondered if it were Cassidy. It was too dark to see her face. I waited for the light to go on and the thermometer in my mouth. A hand shook my wrist. I faked a sleepy murmur. The hand shook my arm.
'Whaa -' I said sleepily.
'Are you awake?' said Miss Cassidy.
'Yes, yes, what is it?'
'I was just checking. I'm supposed to wake you every two hours.'
'Mission accomplished.'
'Goodnight,' she said and went out.
Mary Beth waited for the door to close, then came out from under the bed.
'She trying to make out or something?'
'Nothing like that.'
'She better not.'
'Oh? This isn't exclusive property,' I said.
We waited awhile and then Mary Beth tried to get me up again, but it was strictly no go. I felt a kind of nothingness again.
'Oh, honey,' she said. 'What's the trouble?'
'You better go.'
She lifted her head from between my legs and rested the side of her face on my thigh.
'Oh, I do love him and you,' she said. 'Do you love me at all?'
'That was a terrific blowjob.'
'Not that,' she said.
'Don't get complicated.'
'I've never been in love with anybody, Matt.'
'You're sweet,' I told her. With some broads they thought you meant you loved them. Maybe 'sweet' would hold her. What the hell was I getting into with this chick?
'It was good. Wasn't it? You never had a better blowjob, did you?'
'No.'
'I'll do anything for you, Matt.'
Oh, no, I thought, and finally got her to leave about fifteen minutes later. I started worrying again about Vakos and my job and my head and I had a hell of a time falling asleep. But I finally made it without knowing I had fallen asleep.
Chapter 9
I woke up after the angiogram and I didn't remember anything. They had knocked me out pretty good. They stick a couple of big needles in your neck right into the karotid arteries. I felt lousy from being out. My head didn't hurt anymore, but I felt a little dizzy. I looked up at the television set on the wall of my bedroom. It was turned off. After a while a new nurse came in. I didn't know her. I felt tired. I wouldn't have cared then about Mary Cassidy. I didn't care about anything. I felt sleepy.
The nurse said: 'How do you feel?'
'I'd like to wake up but I feel tired.'
'Yes.'
'How long was I out?'
'Half an hour.'
'What does the doctor think?'
'He'll see you.' I couldn't remember Dr. Steinbuch's name.
I closed my eyes. It wouldn't have mattered then if Miss Cassidy had walked into the room naked. I was that pooped out.
The next morning Dr. Harold Steinbuch came around to see me. I was sitting up, reading the morning paper. I felt a hell of a lot better, ready to go. Dr. Steinbuch was smiling.
'How do you feel this morning, bucko?' he asked. 'Yes, you look all right. No clot.'
'When can I suit up?'
'Couple days.'
'Two days?'
'Three days.'
'Everything okay?' I asked.
'Doctors never lie,' he grinned.
'Is Vakos back?'
'Suited up today.' He smiled.
