Paralysed with Pleasure

Simon Fletcher was a consultant A & E doctor, and a good one at that. He'd also spent three years in the Marine Corps spending two tours in Afghanistan and had seen the worst, but it had been the best possible training. He'd come back stateside and worked in a major Philadelphia hospital before he decided he wanted to go somewhere else to give back.

He went to Sierra Leone and spent six months working for a major Aid Charity, just as an outbreak of Ebola struck. It had given him even more training that he would never get back home, and he thought it would prepare him for anything.

It certainly helped him walk straight back into a job when that tour of duty was completed. Most of his other medical colleagues had planned to take six months or so off and do a bit of travelling before getting back into hospital life. But not Simon, if anything it had reinforced his desire to help people, so he jumped right back into the scrubs.

He headed back home to Maine and got a position in the primary hospital in his hometown of Portland. On his return he was vetted like a returning hero. He'd been the High School star running back, as well as track star. There was almost nothing he couldn't do, and in becoming a doctor he'd proved the point again.

But within two weeks things were not looking nearly as good for Simon. After his fourth shift in the busy A & E, he'd felt a little bit weird, tingling in his left leg, and being a doctor, didn't think anything of it and carried on. He never saw the end of his fifth shift.

Doing a 15:00 -- 24:00 shift he just about managed to get to 21:00 when in front of the whole of the department he dropped to the floor like a stone. Obviously, he was in the best place, but once they got him on a gurney and Dr. Franklin, one of the other doctors on duty, checked him over, they got really concerned.

Simon was breathing normally, his pulse was normal, however there was no response in his pupils or any other part of his body. It was if he was in a comatose state, paralysed with no feelings or sensations at all, and no apparent way to let the hospital staff know what was wrong with him. Next came all the other tests, bloodwork, MRI and CT scans, but all came back looking perfectly normal.

His recent return from Africa raised a few questions, had he contracted a tropical disease or something, but his symptoms did not match, and when they ran microbiology, that all seemed to come back clean too. But Simon was lying in a hospital bed, being monitored, but not needing any supplemental oxygen or ventilation, it was puzzling.

The nursing staff who were looking after him became the envy of the other nurses. Simon was quite a hunky chap. Six feet three inches and two hundred pounds, Simon was in his prime and his time in the Marines had built a body that Michaelangelo might have sculpted. And these four nurses who monitored him 24/7 just loved to look at him.

They liked it even more when eight times a day they had to roll him from side to side to try and prevent bed sores, and then when they had to give him bed baths all hell would break lose. You see, the first time Simon received a bed bath, his attending nurses discovered just how big Simon was!

It made bath times a lot of fun for his nursing staff. After initially fighting to give him a bed bath, his four regular attendants decided that they would take turns, day about to wash Simon and his big cock. After a cursory rub down of the rest of his body, they would spend anything up to thirty minutes stroking and caressing his large very flaccid cock.

If there happened to be two in the room at the same time, the one with the pleasure of carrying out the bed bath would describe to the other just what she would like to do to Simon, or him to her, as she hefted the large heavy organ, trying to make the other jealous.

To the nurses it was torture, handling such a fabulous specimen of a penis, but not being able to do anything with it. If only it could stiffen then they all would have been willing to show Simon so much more loving.

However, unknown to them, this was murder for Simon too.

He may have been lying there completely unresponsive, paralysed, in a comatose state, barely existing, but that was not all Simon was doing!

Simon could see, Simon could hear. He just could not respond. Shine a light in his eyes and his pupils did not move. Set off a loud noise beside him and he wouldn't jump. But he could see and hear everything that went on inside his room.

He had lain there listening to what all his doctors had said, them not thinking he could hear, and now he lay there as these four lovely nurses manhandled, in the nicest possible way his cock, which although he was thinking highly erotic thoughts about what he would like to do with these women, his cock stubbornly refused to respond in any way.

For nearly a month, Simon lay there, immobile, in an apparent catatonic state, according to the doctors, while life for everyone else moved on. But his four nursing staff continued to take care of him, especially his 'beautiful' penis as they worshipped it each day. It remained stubbornly flaccid regardless of what they did.

Then one day Simon experienced a strange sensation. It was while he was being rolled onto one side, to minimise the risk of bed sores. He sensed something on or in his hip. He couldn't tell exactly where the sensation was, or what it was, pressure, heat, cold, he didn't know he was just convinced he had 'felt' something.

But of course, he couldn't let anyone know. Then, three hours later when they came back to roll him back onto his back, nothing! Had it all just been a dream, a hallucination? He didn't know.

For the next three days Simon experienced the same thing. Under no specific apparent condition, suddenly he could feel a sensation of touch. Different parts of his body, sometimes just pressure, other times heat, sometimes just a tiny area, others bigger. Then sometimes nothing at all, and still he had no way of letting anyone know.

Simon could feel his frustration growing. His fellow medical staff were still taking samples, running tests, doing scans, anything, everything they could think of, but still could find nothing wrong with him or what might be causing his condition.

Then over the next week, sensations of touch, pressure, temperature remained when the appeared, and slowly the area spread. Simon was elated but couldn't let anyone know. But he assumed that it was the start of his recovery, how ever slow it might be.

Through all this time Simon's four angels, as he now thought of them, continued to take advantage of his body whenever they were bathing him, or changing his gowns and bed clothes. His cock was getting such loving treatment, stroked and handled with such reverence, worshipped as a thing of beauty. He could only imagine how hard his cock would become if he could actually respond to the stimulation from these touches.

And being able to watch them and listen to them discuss what they would like to do to him, and what they would like him to do to them. It was driving the young man crazy.

It was a few days later and he was being attended to by Nurses Jenny Stafford and Rachel Billings. Although he was all hooked up to a range of different monitors and lines, the two nurses had quickly and expertly begun to check them out and also take written records of some of his vital stats as a way of confirming they had been in his room. It was also a day for some bloods to be taken, and they also intended to give him his obligatory, if not necessary bed bath.

Suddenly, a head popped itself round the door of Simon's room and the ward Sister asked for some assistance, taking Jenny with her, leaving Rachel to finish off. As soon as the door to the room closed a big smile spread over Rachel's face.

"I've got you all to myself now, Dr. Fletcher," she cooed, as she hung his notes back on the end of his bed and moved to the small trolley, they had brought in with them. On it was the syringes, needles and blood tubes they would need and within two minutes Rachel had drawn what she needed and had marked up the blood tubes.

"Now for your favourite bit, and mine!" she grinned, as she drew the thin blanket and sheet off his body and moved the thin gown out of the way to expose him. Slowly, she ran her hand, albeit covered with a thin silicone glove, over his chest and abdomen, then down towards his crotch and the thick limp cock that lay there. She wrapped her fingers round it and lifted it away from his body, then ran her hand up and down his length four or five times.

She knew she was not going to get any response out of it, although she desperately wished she could. Even limp it was an impressive sight, but Rachel and her colleagues had often discussed amongst themselves, whether they thought Dr. Fletcher might be a 'show-er or a grow-er', not that they really cared.

As she stood there, still stroking and massaging the flaccid organ, lost in thoughts of it being rock-hard and plunged into her very wet pussy, another thought suddenly flashed through her mind and she blushed deeply.

Rachel gasped out loud, then quickly covered her mouth with a hand. None of her colleagues had ever suggested what she had just thought, although they had never been alone with Simon. Could she dare to do it? Having been given this opportunity, it would be almost criminal not to. But then again, it would be criminal if she were found out.

But then her mind was made up. It might be her only opportunity, and she would be the only one to know, or so she thought.

Staring intently at the door of the room for another thirty seconds, expecting it to open, Rachel then took her chance. Bending over Simon's waist she opened her mouth wide and took nearly half his length deep into her mouth, her tongue moving quickly over his soft supple flesh, desperate to 'taste' as much of him as she possibly could.

Her pussy gushed as she did it. She could feel her juices almost squirting out of her and quickly dampening her panties. But ten seconds, that was all the time she was going to risk, she would be chancing her luck if she took longer.

Simon was staring at what Rachel was doing. How he wished he had been able to feel her mouth and tongue of his flaccid cock. It looked amazing as she easily took half his length, and he wondered if she could do the same if he had been hard. He knew exactly how much bigger he got when he became rock-hard.

Rachel moaned in despair as she released Simon's cock from her mouth. She didn't have a boyfriend at that time and the desire to suck off a more responsive male made her body tingle.

Reluctantly, she completed Simon's bed bath, then having tidied everything else up she wheeled the little trolley out and went to send his bloods off for analysis.

The following day, he had nurses Katy Gifford and Sally Walker on duty, and it was a 'normal' day, if you could call it that. With both nurses in attendance, they too quickly went through the necessary recording of vital signs, etc, then it was time for Simon's bed bath. With the two of them present, they teased each other about what they would like to do with Simon and his 'big, hard cock' if it ever recovered its full potential.

Simon listened intently, there was not much else he could do, and watched as his 'Crown Jewels' were tenderly manhandled and passed back and forward between the two women, and they massaged and stroked the sleeping giant.

Then the following day, he had Rachel and Jenny again. Same old, same old.

Until they got to the bed bath!

This time they weren't disturbed, and again Simon's cock was being tenderly stroked and massaged by both nurses as usual.

Then out of nowhere Jenny said the magic words, "I'd love to give Dr. Fletcher's cock a suck," she mused letting out a big sigh of frustration.

Rachel gasped loudly and turned beetroot. There was no way Jenny was going to miss that, nor would she miss the implications of Rachel's outburst.

Jenny's fingers actually tightened slightly around Simon's cock as she stared at her partner in disbelief, "Oh my God, Rachel!" she squealed in a mixture of surprise and delight, "You've done it, haven't you!" she queried.

Rachel didn't know where to look and actually stared intently at Simon's cock in her friend's hands.

"Two days ago, when Sister took me to help her!" gasped Jenny as she began to put two and two together, "That's when you did it, isn't it?"

There was no point Rachel denying it, and she nodded ever so slightly.

"Oh my God! That's so fucking hot!" panted Jenny, "What was it like?"

This last question dumbfounded Rachel the most. What had it been like? She had never thought she might have to describe the event.

"I don't know," she replied, not defensively, but she really did not know how to describe it.

Jenny wasn't really thinking straight either. Her friend had just admitted, albeit indirectly, that she had sucked Simon's cock. She needed all the details however ridiculous they might be.

"What did it taste like?" was the first question Jenny blurted out, quickly followed by, "What did it smell like?"

Rachel looked at her friend and almost giggled. How else would it taste or smell? They were washing his body every day; it would obviously taste and smell like the soap and stuff they used.

"Like that!" replied Rachel, pointing to the small bowl of fluid they were using.

It was Jenny's turn to blush as she realised just how silly her questions had been.

"Ooops, sorry. Of course it would," she giggled back, but still she needed details.

"But what was it like?" Jenny persisted.

"I don't know," repeated Rachel, then after a brief pause, she added, "I suppose, a bit like a soft uncooked sausage," she suggested.

Both women burst out laughing at this description, then Jenny added, "Well it's certainly not a chipolata!" which caused more laughter.

Simon was lying there, listening, unable to respond. He didn't know whether to be angry or intrigued at what the women were saying, about him! There was something in what they were saying that pleased him, they definitely seemed impressed by his size. How he wished he could demonstrate hid full potential. Maybe one day.

"Show me what you did," asked Jenny, who was desperate to try herself, but was still unsure as to whether Rachel had actually done anything.

Rachel blushed deeply again. She knew exactly what Jenny was doing. If, she did it first, Jenny could blame her if they were ever found out. She had just been following Rachel's lead.

But 'What the hell!' thought Rachel, she had enjoyed doing it before, and Simon didn't know what was happening so wasn't likely to complain. And if they were both doing it, they were less likely to tell anyone else.

"OK," agreed Rachel, and she reached out and took Simon's flaccid cock in her hand. Then slowly, never taking her eyes from Jenny she leant down and took the top of Simon's cock in her mouth.

Rachel closed her lips around the soft warm flesh. She didn't want Jenny to know that her tongue was sweeping over and round Simon's glans, feeling, tasting every little morsel of his flesh.

She held it there for nearly ten seconds then released it. Its crown now glistening with her saliva. Now she was daring Jenny to do the same.

Jenny didn't hesitate, she had a co-conspirator, and she wanted Rachel to see that she was better at sucking cock then Rachel was.

As if passing a baton, Rachel held out Simon's soft fleshy appendage and Jenny gratefully accepted it, wrapping her fingers gently round it, feeling the coolness. Somehow, she thought it felt different then when she handled it whilst washing it, or was it just her imagination.

Holding it nearer the base, Jenny opened her mouth wide and engulfed over half of the soft organ, closing her mouth round it and sucking strongly. Her cheeks hollowed out as she treated this cock to the same technique as she would any other, determined to fill it full of engorging blood to instil rigidity. But that was not likely to happen.

Simon lay there in dismay and disbelief. Disbelief in that he had two smoking hot nurses sucking on his cock. Dismay in that he couldn't feel a thing that their two mouths were doing to him, nor could his body respond in the way he wanted it to. He just lay there and watched it happen to him, as if he was watching a porno movie and was watching it happen to someone else.

Now that Jenny had done it too, Rachel felt a little less concerned. If they were found out, they'd both get into trouble. But now she was getting a little jealous at what her friend was doing, trying to out do her, she needed more.

As Jenny continued to suck deeply on Simon's unresponsive cock, Rachel reached over and cupped Simon's heavy balls sac in her hands, feeling the two large walnuts as they moved inside the soft loose flesh.

She began to juggle with them, running them through her fingers and gently caressing and squeezing them, willing this to have some stimulating effect. Then she leant her head over and with Jenny watching her, she ran her tongue along Simon's quad, from just above his knee, right up to his groin. All the time Rachel's eyes were focused on Simon's face as he lay back, propped up on his pillows, hoping to see some sort of response in his dark, open, unseeing eyes.

Rachel might not have seen anything in Simon's eyes, but he saw what both women were doing and his mind was racing, not his heart.

If his heart had begun racing as the two beautiful women feasted on his cock, they would have known about it as his monitor alarms would have erupted. But nothing.

Simon could only lie immobile and pray that he got some of his senses back because what he was looking at was one of his wildest dreams, a threesome with two beautiful nurses in uniform.

Now that both women had tasted the forbidden fruit, they decided it was time to share. Smiling broadly, Jenny released Simon's cock from her mouth and directed it towards Rachel. There was no way she was going to pass on a second helping and hungrily engulfed the soft appendage, this time copying Jenny and taking most of it into her mouth, tonguing it longingly.

Happily, Rachel released Simon's testicles when Jenny moved to hold them, she had her mouth full, she didn't need to be greedy, Jenny could look after his balls. Jenny weighed them up, and like Rachel, juggled a bit with them. Then she smiled, if she was with a boyfriend, she loved to take his baby-making machines into her mouth and lash them with her tongue, why should Simon be any different.

Placing her head down beside Rachel's, she managed to wrap her mouth around one of Simon's walnuts and stroked it lovingly with her tongue.

Rachel got a bit of a shock when Jenny's face appeared next to hers until she realised what her colleague was doing. Trying to grin, without loosing Simon's cock from her mouth, Rachel moved a little to accommodate Jenny allowing her to take both of Simon's testicles into her mouth.

For the next couple of minutes, both women munched away on their tasty morsels, both wishing that Simon was way more responsive. Simon lay there wishing he was too.

Almost instinctively the two women came up for air at virtually the same time, both licking their lips and slurping on the copious amounts of saliva they had been producing.

"Fuck! That was fun!" gasped Jenny, grinning from ear to ear.

Rachel laughed back, "You bet! I just wish he could actually get hard!" she moaned.

Simon wished he could show them, normally he would be rock-hard and twice as big if that had happened to him.

With a sigh Rachel picked up a clean cloth and began to wipe the saliva off his cock, "Oh well, I suppose we'd better get on with things," she said, sounding disheartened. Jenny nodded in agreement, and in a couple of minutes the two women were leaving the room.

They had been gone less than five minutes when suddenly Simon felt something. A strange sensation, a tingling sort of sensation. And it was coming from his crotch. He couldn't understand what it was and why it was happening.

Then he switched on his brain, his doctor's brain. He was feeling a sensation, his nerves must be sending a signal, coming back to life. The women must have caused some sort of stimulation that triggered a few neurons to fire, a slight delay after the stimulation but now it was working. He couldn't tell if it was having any physical effects down there, he was covered with sheets. But he felt something.

*****

The next 24 hours could not pass fast enough. Simon was sure that Rachel and Jenny would not miss the opportunity to sample his wares again. He was keen to find out just what his surprise development might mean.

He didn't have to wait long. Almost as soon as Rachel and Jenny were left alone on the ward after the changeover of the shift, they made a beeline for Simon's room.

Preparing their materials to carry out his bed bath as usual, they were ready. With one of them taking up position on either side of his bed, the two nurses were grinning lasciviously at each other. Taking hold of the sheet that covered his body they peeled it down to the bottom of the bed. Then taking hold of his hospital gown they folded it up onto his upper torso, baring his lower abdomen and legs.

He was at their mercy.

"Who wants to go first?" asked Jenny, desperately hoping Rachel would allow her.

"I think we both want to," laughed Rachel, who knew her friend too well, "On you go, it's not like he's going anywhere!" she replied.

Jenny didn't respond, just dropped her head into Simon's crotch and had the majority of his soft cock in her mouth in seconds. Without hesitation her tongue was washing his cock, then she literally began chewing the tender organ.

Jenny had been doing her research and had discovered that intense stimulation could trigger responses in paralysed patients. It was a real long shot she had thought, but she could have fun trying.

As Jenny feasted, Rachel was sensitively sponging Simon's body, completing his bed bath whilst her friend masticated his member. It was actually making Rachel sad to see this beautiful man lying there helpless, motionless, senseless.

But, yet again, what neither woman knew was that Simon was lying, watching intently, as these two lovely creatures enjoyed his body. How he wished he could contribute a little more than just his body.

A couple of minutes later and Jenny released Simon's cock from her mouth. Her jaws were beginning to ache, not that she would let Rachel know that. That and the fact that there was no response whatsoever was beginning to make Jenny just a little bored, even the smallest of movements, swelling or oozing of precum would have made it so much more worthwhile.

"Your turn," Jenny offered, as she held out the soft glistening organ towards Rachel.

Rachel gratefully accepted the offering and took his cock in her hand. Holding it firmly, First began to stroke it, sliding her hand along its length, easing the foreskin back off the helmet. She too was hoping that a little stimulation might bring some response out of it. A bit of manual manipulation might stimulate blood flow and restore his nervous system.

Simon was lying there watching intently. He had the very same thoughts going through his mind. Could some oral or manual stimulation restore his nervous system by restoring blood flow. Especially after these smallest of feelings he had felt the previous day. He hoped it had been real and not just some sort of psychosomatic sensation.

Rachel was now working both hands round Simon's cock, stroking and massaging it almost as if giving it physiotherapy. But her hunger took over and a minute or so later she too bent her head towards Simon's organ. But keeping a hand there, easing his foreskin back and squeezing, she began to lick slowly and firmly round the proud ridge of his helmet.

Again, imagining that it was at full mast, this was how Rachel would tease and please her boyfriends, stimulating their most sensitive tissues until they were either spurting into her mouth or into mid-air.

Simon lay there watching as Rachel tenderly licked his cock. Who he wished he could feel this young woman's tongue as it slid over his member, he could imagine how it would feel, but that could never replace the actual sensation.

Then suddenly he could feel something, his cock was tingling, but it felt like it was internal as he wasn't feeling the intimate contact of Rachel's tongue on his cock. Maybe it was something to do with an increased blood flow to his appendage, increasing the oxygen supply, restoring his switched off nervous system.

If he could have screamed in relief, thrown his arms in the air, jumped from the bed in excitement, he would have. But he could feel nothing else anywhere. He was still catatonic, as much as everyone else knew.

With nothing much else to do, Jenny was just standing there watching her colleague enjoy herself as she fellated Simon's cock. But to Jenny there was not a great deal of enjoyment from sucking what Rachel had described as a soft uncooked sausage. She would have enjoyed it so much more if she had felt it stiffen in her mouth.

Now Jenny was at a loose end, like a spare part, an extra cog, that wasn't really needed. She was horny and needed some release.

Rachel was still treating Simon's cock with real reverence, licking what should have been his most tender and sensitive tissues, sucking much of his whole length into her mouth. To her it was deeply arousing and she could feel her panties getting wet. In her minds eye she imagined Simon being tied, handcuffed to the bed, as they played out some wild fantasy. Maybe one day.

Rachel never noticed as Jenny moved round the bed to stand just behind her as she bent over Simon's body. It was only when she felt a pair of hands lift the bottom of her uniform up over her hips that she realised where Jenny was and she let out a muffled squeal in surprise.

Jenny was quite happy to swing either way and had occasionally taken female lovers, including Katy who was on the other shift. She had often wondered, hoped, that Rachel might be interested and today seemed like the perfect time to find out.

It had been quite a few years since Rachel had spent time with another woman, during her nurses training in fact. There had been plenty of willing cock from the randy doctors, but after a while that got too repetitive and a warm willing pussy was a nice change.

She had never considered that Jenny might be bi, but it didn't surprise her, and if Jenny was willing to scratch her itch whilst she imagined having sex with Simon, then she wasn't going to stop her. In fact, she might encourage her, and with that she gave her bum a little wiggle.

That wiggle was an unmistakeable sign for Jenny and she grinned broadly. Without hesitation she placed her hands on Rachel's bum cheeks and stroked them, then moving up towards Rachel's waist she found the top of her tights and began to ease them down, taking her damp panties with them till they were bunched around Rachel's knees.

Simon couldn't see what was going on. Well not properly anyway, he couldn't turn his head or even move his eyeballs in their sockets. So, all he could make out was that Jenny had disappeared from his view, and Rachel was now squirming about as she sucked his cock, and she was moaning and squealing more as she did so.

Having dropped Rachel's tights and panties to her knees, Jenny had followed them down and now knelt behind her colleague. The strong smell of arousal hit Jenny's nostrils and moisture coated Rachel's pussy lips. To Jenny it was obvious, Rachel was highly aroused by what they were doing. Jenny couldn't really understand it, but it wasn't going to stop her, she might not have got any response out of Simon but she was pretty sure she would from Rachel.

Jenny reached forward again and grasped Rachel's bum cheeks, easing them apart, to further expose Rachel's asshole and more importantly her pretty peachy pussy which glistened in the harsh light. Jenny was desperate to taste Rachel's juices and sticking out her tongue she swept it along the length of Rachel's labia separating her lips.

This was when Rachel had started squirming and keening on Simon's cock. The vocal vibrations that Rachel was producing were travelling through Simon's flaccid member, but the fluctuating frequencies were having some sort of effect.

He still could not feel anything on his flesh, no tongue, no teeth, nothing. But the reverberations as they passed through his flesh was having some sort of effect. The tingling was still there and if he could he might have said that they appeared to be increasing. Was it his blood flow being further restored that was causing this?

Now Jenny was enjoying herself so much more. As Rachel wriggled and moaned as Jenny's tongue probed her beautiful colleague's pussy, Jenny now began to respond herself, feeling her own juices begin to ooze. She needed feedback from any sexual partner and now she was getting it. A smile came over her face as she licked hungrily, now it was her goal to make Rachel cum.

Rachel was becoming distracted, Jenny's tongue working its magic on her labia and clit was making it difficult for her to focus on Simon's cock. All she could really do was stuff as much of it into her mouth and lash it with her tongue. She couldn't focus on teasing his limp flesh as she normally would, nor search for any minute response from Simon that might be an indication that he could feel what she was doing to him.

But Simon was aware, he was watching intently as Rachel engulfed his cock as she wriggled about. He could feel the tingling in his cock, fluctuating slightly along with Rachel's muffled noises. His mind was now going crazy, was he beginning to come back to life? How quickly might this happen? Were there other parts of his body that were being reawaken?

Jenny was really getting into things. She had dropped one of her hands down between her own legs and had slipped them under the gusset of her own panties, she wasn't wearing tights, and had slid two fingers into her slippery pussy, fucking herself in sync with her tongue licking Rachel's pussy. She didn't see why Rachel should have all the fun. It would be her goal to bring them both off together.

The tingling in Simon's cock continued to fluctuate, even nearly disappearing, much to Simon's distress. It had to be the vibration that were bringing him back to life he thought. If this was the case, then, he needed something to vibrate his whole body but he had no way to tell anyone about what he was experiencing.

Suddenly, Rachel was virtually swallowing all of his soft length as her moans and groans became high-pitched muffled squeals and screams as her body began violently jerking about.

Jenny had just given her the biggest orgasm she had experienced in a long time. Trying to keep her face pressed against Rachel's creaming pussy she managed to rub one out of her own, rubbing here sensitive clit with her thumb whilst three fingers were buried in her own pussy. It was just what she needed to relieve some of the disappointment from the lack of response and excitement she got from Simon.

With the women having reached their mutual peaks, Simon was almost forgotten, as both stood and Rachel turned to face Jenny, whose face glistened with her juices.

"Mmmmm, that was nice," murmured Rachel.

"You taste delicious," replied Jenny, before she wrapped her arms around Rachel's neck and moved in to kiss her deeply.

Simon saw this on the periphery of his vision and thoughts of just exactly what Jenny had been doing to Rachel flashed through his mind as his cock continued to tingle although now released from Rachel's care. He glanced down to see whether the tingling he felt had manifested itself in any other physical sign, but his glistening cock lay where it had fallen when released from Rachel's mouth.

Having reached this denouement, the two women realised that they had perhaps spent enough time with Simon and they should check on the other patients on the ward. Working professionally, they completed their tasks with Simon and left him, but not as they had found him. Outwardly all looked the same, but internally Simon knew things were changing.

For the next couple of hours, Simon spent all of his time focusing on the tingling sensation he was still feeling in his cock. He lay there still trying to work out what was causing it, more convinced it was his nervous system being restored, and wondering what he could do to expand on this.

About three hours later, and about half-way through their shift, Rachel suddenly slipped back into Simon's room. It was unusual for just one of them to come in, normally they were like Siamese twins, joined at the hip. But, this appeared to be just another routine visit as Rachel quickly checked all the monitors, recording what vital signs she needed to. Then she glanced long and hard at the room door for over ten seconds.

Now convinced that Jenny was not going to join her, Rachel partly pulled aside the sheet and gown, exposing Simon's groin.

Rachel was becoming obsessed with his beautiful organ. The sight of it, both flaccid and in the dream-like image she had of it erect rarely left her and she needed another fix. Again, tenderly, she wrapped her fingers around it and stroked it. She just loved pulling the foreskin back off the bulbous mushroom head of his cock, imagining how dark and purple and engorged it would become when aroused. How she loved to imagine the feel of this lovely glans spreading her lower lips and push its way into her pussy. Once again, she felt her pussy beginning to weep.

Simon watched the young nurse as she gently handled his member. He could see the longing and desire etched on her face and sparkling in her eyes. He prayed that one day he would be able to let this young woman experience what she yearned. But not today.

Rachel wrapped her other hand round his heavy full testicles and squeezed tenderly. It suddenly struck him that he hadn't unloaded in several weeks. Had his body continued to produce his little swimmers all this time? If it had, he couldn't believe just how much must be stored in his balls or the fact that none of it had oozed out naturally or through some sort of wet dream, but without any nervous control of his muscles that was unlikely to happen, or so he thought.

For another couple of minutes Rachel continued to stroke and squeeze Simon's cock and balls. After every few breaths that she exhaled, one would come out like a sigh of longing, and she would squeeze just a little bit firmer. Then she was gone, having replaced his gown and bed sheet, she reluctantly turned and headed out of the room.

*****

Next morning and Simon could still feel a tingling in his penis. Had it spread? He couldn't tell and wouldn't know until someone held it again. But he felt as if he was going to explode and was sure that his heart must be racing, but instead all he could hear was the monotonous regular beeping of his heart rate monitor.

He knew he wouldn't be visited by Jenny and Rachel until much later, when they came on duty, but with Katy and Sally currently doing their rounds he was due a visit presently.

But it was over an hour before the two young women wandered into his room laughing and chatting about Katy's night out. She'd had a good night and was paying the price now.

Katy went to check on the monitors whilst Sally went to check on Simon. Even though he was connected up to the monitors she took a manual heart rate and blood pressure just for reference. Then the pair of them pulled back the sheets and rolled Simon from side to side, checking his body for bed sores due to his immobility.

It was Sally who giggled then gently wrapped her fingers round his soft cock as they lay him back down, passing a snide comment to Katy about how she wished it would become erect and what she would like to do with it. But neither of them even suggested that they should give Simon's cock a suck. Obviously, Rachel and Jenny were keeping their little secret.

But Simon wasn't interested in that, all he was concerned about was whether he could feel anything!

In that short instant whilst his cock lay in Sally's hand he could not distinguish any differences, only the persistent tingling of the last couple of days. He was a little disheartened.

However, as Sally went to place his cock back down, she gave it a little squeeze and suddenly Simon gasped. Well, he did internally and would have groaned loudly had he been able.

He felt something, it hit him like an electric shock, but it was the faintest pressure and touch on his skin. Slowly but surely, this blockage of his nervous system appeared to be lifting. But how long was it going to take?

Now with every visit into his room he was desperate for Katy and Sally to handle him, stroke him, squeeze him, in the hope that it might speed up his recovery. But all they did was check his monitors and move on.

*****

Again, he could have cried for joy when Jenny and Rachel came back on shift. They wouldn't leave him alone, they'd want to touch him, play with him, hold him. It would still be sweet torture for him, but if it progressed his recovery, they could do whatever they liked to him.

But something seemed different when they walked into his room. He could sense the way they were talking, and they glanced at him as he lay there.

"Are you sure it'll work?" asked Rachel, sounding a little concerned.

"No," replied Jenny, "But I don't think it'll do him any harm," she added, as if to make whatever they intended to do better.

"But that doesn't make it sound any better," pleaded Rachel, "We still don't know what's wrong with him, or what caused this,"

"I know, but we do know it's something with his nervous system,.... All the doctors are saying that," countered Jenny, to which Rachel could only nod, "And it says on the internet that vibrations can restore nervous activity."

Again, Rachel nodded, but she was still a little unsure. Primarily, that they would have no idea if they were hurting him in any way, he couldn't respond to tell them.

"Just for a couple of minutes," suggested Jenny, "We try it for a couple of minutes, then we stop."

Rachel gave a slight nod, "OK then, just a couple of minutes. You do it and I'll watch him.

By now they two nurses were standing on opposite sides of his bed, and quickly they folded down the bedsheets then lifted his gown so much of his body was exposed.

What were they up to? What were they going to do to him? He was actually a little intrigued himself. What had Jenny discovered on the internet?

Because of where they stood, Simon was having difficulty in seeing the two women on the very edge of his peripheral vision. Then, Rachel moved a bit closer and she was staring intently into his face. And he was staring into a pair of mesmerising chestnut brown eyes. This was Rachel obviously looking for any evidence of response when Jenny did what she was going to do. But what was that?

Then there was a gentle buzzing sound coming from the side that Jenny stood on. A continuous low buzzing like a fly buzzing around.

A massive smile broke over Rachel face at the noise, "I can't believe that's what you brought in to use!" she giggled, never taking her eyes off Simon's face.

Jenny then moved slightly into view and reached forward to grasp Simon's cock. He felt the gentle touch, but that was all. Until Jenny placed the vibrator that she held in her other hand along the length of his member. The buzzing vibrations shot through his cock and his tingling intensified.

'Fuck!' thought Simon, 'That was intense, and a bit of a shock,' but his face and eyes betrayed nothing, although he would have kissed both women had he been able to.

This was just what he'd been thinking about the previous day, some sort of vibration treatment, to try and stimulate, reawaken his dormant nervous system. The way his cock was now tingling he was convinced it would work, but how could he tell the two nurses. He needed them to continue doing it!

Rachel gave another little laugh when she glanced briefly to see what Jenny was doing.

"Do you think that's the best place to test out your theory?" she asked, as her eyes returned to Simon's face, desperate to see some small flicker of response. But as much as he tried, there was nothing that Simon appeared able to do to elicit a response.

Simon was just able to see what Jenny was doing. She had the vibrator lying alongside his cock wrapped in her hand as she stroked along his length. Back and forwards her hand went, and his cock now felt as if it was throbbing, although still as soft as ever. Simon could almost feel a pressure building up inside his member, as if he wanted to cum, but was showing no signs.

Jenny was beginning to get frustrated again. Everything she had read suggested that this should be a good treatment to restore sensitivity, so why wasn't it working? A little patience would have gone a long way.

"It's not working!" moaned Jenny, as she looked forlornly at Rachel.

"Try somewhere else," suggested Rachel, "Run it over other parts of his body," she offered, but actually hoped that Jenny would give up, then she could work on Simon herself.

Jenny took Rachel's advice and releasing Simon's cock, she began to slowly sweep the vibrator across Simon's body. She started with his legs, pressing firmly into his muscles as if she was performing some sort of vibro-massage of his body. Working the length of his legs a couple of times, Jenny returned to his cock and testicles, hopefully, but still Simon could not register the pleasure that her was feeling.

Then she moved up over his abdomen, then his ribcage and his nipples. All to no avail.

"It's not working," wailed Jenny, as she switched off the vibrator in despair.

"It'll maybe just take a little more time," suggested Rachel, who would have been flabbergasted if the 'treatment' had an immediate effect, "We can try again tomorrow."

Jenny just huffed, and putting the vibrator back in the pocket of her uniform, she began to carry out her normal duties, checking and recording the monitors.

"You don't mind if I have a little play?" asked Rachel, she wasn't yet finished with Simon.

Jenny didn't reply, so Rachel took that as an OK, and took Simon's cock in her hand. As she had the previous night, she stroked her hand along his length, pulling the foreskin to expose his glans. Then she leant over and licked slowly over the helmet, running her tongue round the thick ridge. Again, she imagined that this beautiful cock was stiff and erect and she was going to suck it until it spilled its salty fluid into her mouth.

Simon watched the young woman intently. He could sense that she was virtually worshipping his cock. He could tell that the two women looked on his organ in completely different ways, and although he found both of them attractive and highly desirable, he knew which one he would prefer to fuck, if only he was able.

Rachel continued to sweep her tongue over the head of his cock, as her hand continued to stroke and squeeze his shaft. He was almost convinced that he was getting more and more feeling back. He was sure that he could feel the fingers and tongue on his skin, but it could just be his imagination. He might know better when they left, but he didn't want them to.

"Does it feel any different?" came Jenny's bored voice. She had taken an interest again, jealousy setting in as she watched Rachel licking and handling the limp appendage.

Rachel lifted her head to look at her colleague, "No, nothing. It feels just the same," she answered.

But it didn't feel the same to Simon. Certainly not compared to a week ago. It definitely seemed to be coming back to life, however slowly.

"I'm off to check on the others," mumbled Jenny, and she turned and walked out of the room, leaving Rachel alone with the immobile Simon.

"I wish you would get better," she moaned, as she slowly stroked and squeezed his cock. Then bending over again she kissed his cock before she rearranged his gown and sheets and she too was gone.

In Simon's head he was screaming, "I want to get better too!" but he could do nothing to let Rachel, Jenny or anyone else know.

*****

Simon awoke early the next morning, at first, he didn't understand why. Then he FELT it!

He actually felt it!

As he lay there, on his back, as he had been for weeks now, his limp cock was lying onto his left thigh. He knew that not because he could feel it on his thigh, but because he could feel the left-hand side of his cock touching something.

His cock, or at least a part of it, could feel something touching it. His heart sang, did it mean he would feel the nurses touching it as well? If his heart could have responded, it would have skyrocketed. But for some reason only his cock, at this moment in time, was waking up.

Over the next hour, he tried to do a full body scan, but nothing else responded. No sense of touch, no sense of temperature, nothing. So, he focused on his cock. Was it only his skin that could sense pressure, or did it mean he was beginning to regain control of it?

He pictured Jenny and Rachel, both naked in his room, caressing his cock, hoping that he could restore that rush of blood to fill his corpus cavernosum and bring life back into his flaccid member.

But her had no way of telling if anything was happening. He could still feel his cock lying against his thigh, but no movement. And glancing, as best as he could, towards his crotch, he saw no movement of the sheet that covered him. He would have to wait, but Katy and Sally would be along soon.

It was nearly two hours later when they walked into his room laughing and chatting. But nothing directed towards him, no "Hello," or "Good morning". To them he was just a comatose body, perhaps a nice one, but unresponsive, so what use was he to them.

They busied themselves with his monitors and readouts first, get the important things done. Then they would deal with him. Easing down his sheets and lifting his gown they rolled him from side to side to check for bed sores.

It was perfect, as they manipulated him, his cock flopped about between his legs and he could feel the touch on his cock as it slapped against other parts of his skin. He couldn't feel the contact on his legs, thighs, lower abdomen, but he knew his cock was moving about.

Then he got even better confirmation. Efficiently, Sally took a surgical wipe and lifting his cock in a latex-gloved hand and pulling his foreskin back off his glans she wiped it clean.

The spirit on the wipe stung and chilled his skin as it evaporated, just as a "normal" person would have felt it. He could feel touch on his skin, and he could also feel temperature! He assumed if they used something that was warmer than body temperature, he would feel that too.

But why was his cock returning to life first? That thought puzzled him for the rest of the day as he awaited Jenny and Rachel coming back on duty.

Eight hours later and Simon's heart soared as his two saviours walked into his room. He'd been watching the big clock on the wall of his room as the hands slowly moved round to the start of their shift.

It seemed to take forever, then within fifteen minutes of their shift starting, here they were. He was their first priority and he knew why. They might have been taking advantage of him, but they weren't really getting anything in reply. Well, certainly not Jenny, Rachel was a different story.

A cursory glance at the monitors, they'd check them fully later, and they were peeling back his sheet and raising his gown, so he was on full display, like removing a dust sheet from a famous work of art.

Rachel beat Jenny to the prize this time, and had her cool hands, and Simon knew they were cool, wrapped round his cock before Jenny had time to complain.

As Simon watched the young nurse, he could almost sense her indifference, just like Sally and Katy, and hence the lack of urgency with which she approached her patient.

Rachel on the other hand, still handled (no pun intended) him as if in awe. Unconcerned that her actions were receiving a response, Rachel was addicted to his member, and she would happily play with it for as long as she could.

"Does it feel any different?" asked Jenny, definite interest in her voice.

"No, I don't think so." Replied Rachel quietly, as she stroked her hands along his length, again ensuring that his foreskin was stretched back, exposing his helmet.

"Obviously, this didn't work!" Jenny muttered, as she hefted her vibrator in her hand.

Rachel laughed, "Jenny, really? You thought five minutes would be enough?" she joked.

Jenny blushed, of course her comment had been a stupid one, and she joined in with Rachel's laughter.

"Give it another go," suggested Rachel, as she continued to stroke Simon's cock which she seemed reluctant to release, "Do his whole body again."

Jenny nodded and pressed a button near the bottom of the shiny silver vibrator, and it kicked into life, buzzing warmly. Then she pressed it again and the humming increased, now like an angry mosquito.

Starting at his feet, Jenny pressed firmly against the sole of his right foot, moving the vibrator against his skin. She was much more thorough today, doing a proper job as she slowly worked up his legs towards his crotch. Then she had to bypass Rachel who now had Simon's cock in her mouth as she tried to suck and lick life back into it.

And she was succeeding as Simon could feel the warmth and wetness of her mouth and every stroke that her tongue made across his now sensitive skin. But he could not feel his cock responding in any way, not yet anyway.

Jenny had been working from the same side of the bed as Rachel, so to progress, she had to pass behind her colleague. As she did, a wicked grin crossed her face as she remembered what they had done the previous night.

Quickly, squatting behind Rachel, Jenny slid the vibrator through between her thighs, along the gusset of the panties Rachel was wearing. The effect was immediate and dramatic.

Rachel reared up on her toes, trying to get away from the buzzing shaft, which caused her to fully engulf Simon's cock and her gentle moans of pleasure became muffled screams of ecstasy.

Tonight, Rachel was not wearing any tights so, in a flash Jenny had the gusset pulled aside and the tip of the vibrator was pushing apart Rachel's labia as she searched for the opening to Rachel's pussy.

Within seconds, three inches of hard metal was sliding into Rachel's pussy and the young nurse was whimpering loudly as her body shook and trembled as her orgasm exploded so unexpectantly.

Then it was gone, Jenny had achieved her goal, but her devious ming had something else planned. Now with the vibrator coated with Rachel's juices, Jenny stood. She moved towards the head of the bed, and with Rachel watching, still with a mouth full of Simon's cock, Jenny smeared the buzzing vibrator across Simon's lips.

How he wept internally, neither could he smell or taste the sweet nectar Jenny had spread over his lips, nor could he feel the vibrations. It was torture of the nth degree!

Rachel released Simon's cock from her mouth and stood. There was real anger in her eyes.

"Jenny! How could you!" she spat at her colleague.

"What?" Jenny replied, as if she'd done nothing wrong.

"He might be able to taste or smell!" replied Rachel, "But can't tell us!"

"As if!" replied Jenny, but suddenly realising Rachel might have a point.

How Simon wished he could do these things. He reckoned that would have been like being plugged into a hundred-thousand-volt supply.

Jenny was feeling bad and upset at the rebuke from Rachel. Her shoulders slumped and it was obvious she was going to have a strop.

"Well, he's all yours then!" she huffed and tossed the vibrator onto the bed and wandered out of the room.

Rachel sighed, she hadn't meant to get angry at her friend but did feel that she was in the right. Her only concern was that she hoped Jenny wouldn't say anything about what they were doing.

Picking up the buzzing vibrator, she looked at it, still seeing some smears of her juice on it. She did think that Jenny had a good theory, maybe she would carry on where her friend had left off. Then she grinned, she'd get her own back on Jenny when they had finished their rounds and give her a good fucking with the vibrator.

Until then, for the next ten minutes or so, Rachel methodically massaged Simon's body with the vibrator. Pressing firmly over his bigger muscle groups, less on his more bony parts, she hoped that it might be doing him some good.

She finished off at his groin, repeating what Jenny had done the previous night, she held the vibrator along the length of his cock, squeezing and massaging. Then using the tip, she pressed and prodded his testicles before slipping even lower and pressing against his anus.

With each movement, pressure point, she searched his body and face for any recognition of sensation but saw nothing.

"There is always tomorrow," she thought, as she switched off the vibrator, completed her tasks and left Simon's room.

Simon lay there, his mind spinning with pleasure that he could not display. He had felt Rachel's hand wrap around his cock and stroke it, felt his foreskin pulled back exposing his glans. He had especially felt the chill of the metal vibrator and the incessant buzzing as it tormented the skin of his penis, but no more.

But he still too it as progress. At this apparent rate it might take another year, if he was a 'glass half empty' person. But as a doctor he knew that there was a possibility that his recovery could speed up. He would think happy thoughts!

He lay there for some time, again trying to carry out a body scan, but could only sense the pressure on hic cock as it lay between his legs. There was always tomorrow.

But he didn't need to wait that long. About three hours later Rachel reappeared, alone. And she had brought Jenny's vibrator with her. Stripping back his bedsheet and lifting his gown, she again gave him a fully body massage with the vibrator, doing it methodically, firmly on his large muscle group, less firm where he lacked muscle. All the time she hummed gently to herself, a tune Simon could not make out, but she obviously enjoyed.

As with the last time, she finished off with his cock. Lovingly, or longingly, or both, she wrapped her hand around his cock and lifted it away from his legs. The with her other hand cupping his balls she began to stroke his cock, squeezing firmly, peeling his foreskin back.

To Simon's delight, Rachel spent nearly five minutes stroking him, squeezing and handling his testicles. He knew that if he had been fully functional he would have shot his load by the end, such was the diligence with which she attended to him.

At one point with he foreskin drawn back, Rachel had run a couple of fingers around the thick ridge on his helmet. He would have sucked in a great lungful of air had he been able to respond to the feelings he was getting. Rachel really knew what she was doing.

Then she picked up the vibrator and switched it on. But before she began using it, she began pressing the button that changed the frequency of vibrations that it produced. Simon counted eight different ones before it returned to the constant low buzzing that she had used before.

But Rachel decided to use a different frequency and pressed the button a couple of more times until Simon heard a pulsed pattern. For only about a second the vibrator pulsed strongly, then it stopped, then started again. Simon was intrigued but could understand why Rachel had chosen this pattern. This was going to be interesting.

Oh, boy! The effect was startling when Rachel lay the vibrator alongside his cock. Had he been able, he would have jumped out of his skin. What must this feel like in a woman's pussy he thought. The rapid on/ off pulses felt amazing, and there was nothing he could do about it! And as Rachel moved the vibrator around his member, he could feel the pulses passing through the thickness of his cock. This had to be working; it had to be restoring his nervous system.

What he needed now was for some sort of feedback system to start working. His cock was being stimulated therefore his body should be directing blood to his organ for it to stiffen so it could be used. What did he need to do, or have happen, for this to occur. If only he knew.

Rachel spent another couple of minutes on his cock, then like earlier she moved the vibrator so she could run the tip over his testicles.

Simon felt something!

His testicles tingled! Just a bit, but he hadn't felt anything three hours earlier!

Progress!

Then after a couple of minutes stimulating his balls, Rachel slipped the tip of the vibrator through under his balls towards his asshole.

If he could have, Simon would have thrust his hips up off the bed whilst clenching his buttocks. He was not averse to anal, but the feelings he got from the pulsing vibrator on his perineum and asshole was incredible. There was no doubt that his whole crotch area was coming back to life; what would start working next?

Rachel left a few minutes later, and Simon lay there not sure that he would be able to go to sleep. He knew things were improving, but he laughed to himself, did he want the nurses to find out? He was enjoying the attention he was getting, particularly from Rachel, obviously, but would he want the other to find out as well.

He had a huge dilemma. What did he want restored next, not that he might have any say in it.

What did he want to happen next? If he got his ability to become erect, then he could see Rachel and, in particular Jenny taking advantage, especially since he was a 'grower' as much as he was a 'shower'. But then would he also gain the ability to ejaculate too?

What if he gained the ability to some way communicate with them before he got his erection back? Would he try and let Rachel know he was getting better, but not tell anyone else, at least not for a while? Would she buy into that? She'd need to be pretty good at reading whatever signs he could muster for that to work. Roll-on tomorrow!

But, to Simon's surprise and delight, about three hours later Rachel reappeared in his room. What was Jenny doing? Was Rachel in here secretly, or was Jenny aware that her colleague was paying him extra visits?

Simon couldn't care less. He was going to have his penis and testicles lovingly manhandled and stimulated by a beautiful young nurse, every man's dream.

Efficiently, Rachel pulled back the sheet and lifted his gown. Then to Simon's amusement, as she admired his body, she gave a big sigh and her shoulders dropped in disappointment.

Simon could feel himself laughing, smiling, internally at Rachel's actions, and if he had been able to, he would have had a massive grin on his face.

Then to his surprise, Rachel looked into his face and her brow furrowed slightly, as if she was a little bit puzzled. What had she seen? Was his face somehow showing some sort of emotion that he was unaware of? Had his mouth moved slightly to suggest a smile? Was there a glint of happiness in his eyes?

Whatever it was, it must have been momentary as Rachel looked back down his body to the real item of her interest. Rachel sighed again and reached out to grasp his cock, lifting it away from his legs.

Rachel then bent over the bed and took about three inches of his cock into her mouth. She'd not sucked him the last time she'd come in, perhaps she'd forgotten, hence she'd returned. Or maybe she just wanted to suck it anyway.

Rachel used her mouth to force Simon's foreskin back off his glans. Pressing her lips firmly against his shaft and moving up and down on it exposed his sensitive helmet for her tongue to swirl around. Her spare hand she moved to his sac and began juggling with his walnuts.

Simon couldn't believe that Rachel's ministrations were not causing some of his built-up store of sperm to be sucked, pushed, squeezed out of his penis. To the best of his knowledge, he hadn't leaked even a microlitre all the time he'd been there. He had to at some point!

Rachel was still sucking his cock as if her life depended on it, and now had a hand on the bottom of his limp shaft squeezing and milking it as if she had been thinking the exact same thing as Simon.

Suddenly, Simon felt a new sensation. It was as if there was something moving within his shaft. Just slowly, not a rush, just a slow gentle flow. Was it blood in his arteries and veins, was he going to get an erection? Or was it sperm and seminal fluid, doing what he'd just imagined, oozing out. Certainly, it wasn't going to spurt out in forceful blasts, filling Rachel's mouth. But just a tiny trickle, would it be enough for her to taste his saltiness.

Simon lay there waiting for Rachel's response. He couldn't do much else. But it suddenly felt as if time stood still. Simon thought his fluid should have been oozing from the tip of his cock by now, but Rachel was not responding. Was he just imagining everything?

The Rachel seemed to pause, just briefly, before she started vacuuming again. Then she stopped again, and keeping Simon's cock in her mouth she tried to look up into his face. But he was too far away, and the angle was all wrong.

Rachel released his cock and stood up, moving to look more closely into his face. Looking intently for any sign, or response that might confirm what she thought she had just sensed. She licked her lips and swallowed as if trying to confirm that her taste buds hadn't been teasing her. Again, her brow creased as Simon desperately tried to smile but didn't know if he'd been able to convey anything to this young beauty.

Rachel sighed deeply again, but it was different this time, as if she believed she had tasted something, but hadn't got any confirmation from Simon. But she wasn't going to give up.

Smiling in hope, she began to milk Simon's cock, squeezing the base then moving her hand along his shaft trying to force any remaining fluid to the tip, as evidence. But nothing seemed to be forthcoming.

Rachel smiled again and shrugged her shoulders, "Oh, well! Just a hope," she murmured as she reached into the pocket of her uniform and withdrew the vibrator.

It was just like getting his medicine, his treatment, every three hours. Just a different sort of medicine. Switching it on, Rachel kept it on the constant buzzing and as before began working over the rest of Simon's body. For over ten minutes she massaged him, and she was working on his arms when the door suddenly opened and Jenny poked her head in.

"Any joy?" she asked hopefully.

Rachel shook her head, "Not yet anyway, but I still think your idea is a good one," she replied, "I'm gonna keep doing it."

Jenny nodded back and disappeared out of the door. She was still obviously not interested, if she wasn't going to get anything in return.

Rachel just had Simon's cock left to do, but as she'd spent so long sucking him earlier he didn't think she would use the vibrator on her cock. But she was nothing if not thorough.

Laying his cock in the palm of her left hand, she changed the vibrations on the vibrator back to the pulsing she had used earlier. Again, the effect was electric and he felt as if he was going to explode, he couldn't believe that more of his fluid was not trying to escape from his member. When she played the vibrator over his testicles and ass hole he would have wept at how delicious it felt.

If he had another couple of weeks before he could orgasm, ejaculate, cery out his climax, he thought he might die of frustration.

When Rachel stopped and switched off the vibrator, she had another long hard look at Simon's face. He could almost feel her eyes boring into him, desperate to see the slightest indication of a response.

But then she smiled, a big beaming smile as she replaced his gown and pulled the sheet back up over his body.

"See you tomorrow, lovely," she said, her voice singing with a happiness that Simon hadn't heard before. If he could have, he'd have been looking twice at Rachel. Was she seeing something to indicate he was improving?

*****

The next thing Simon remembered was Sally and Katy crashing into his room, again shrieking with laughter about some piece of gossip that had come down from one of the other wards. It was a consultant Simon had met only briefly before he had been struck down. So it didn't really care what they were up to.

Katy and Sally were as efficient and proficient as ever. He couldn't fault the way they took and recorded his vitals, how they moved him whilst checking for sores or other tender areas, nor how they wiped down and cleaned his body. But he could have been a dead piece of meat as they completely failed to interact with him at all, regardless of whether they got a response or not. Might be something worth bringing up at the next senior staff meeting that he attended, whenever that might be.

The other disappointment about Katy and Sally's was he had no opportunity to determine if any other part of him might be waking up. Definitely two steps forward and one back, he thought.

So, he wiled away the hours until Rachel and Jenny would be back on duty. He tested himself, trying to remember the names of all the muscles in the arm, then the leg, the enzymes involved in digestion and their substrates. The he started working through his infectious diseases, types, causes, symptoms, treatments. Anything to stop him becoming completely bored.

When the time came Simon was really surprised when both Jenny and Rachel entered. He was pleased to see them but hadn't expected to see Jenny. Had she had a change of heart, or had Rachel had a chat with her?

"Evening, Simon," said Rachel, as she moved up the side of his bed, Jenny on the other. Rachel's eyes never left his face as her hands searched for the top of the sheet to pull it down with Jenny, then lifted his gown.

"Jenny, why don't you have a little play with Simon's beauty whilst I do his charts, for a change?" Rachel suggested, much to Simon's interest. What was she up to?

"Are you sure?" Jenny replied, obvious surprise in her voice, and Rachel just nodded a reply.

"I know you'd like him to be a little more responsive," Rachel teased, and Jenny blushed and giggled.

Jenny didn't waste anytime and seconds later she was swirling her tongue around Simon's glans as her right hand wrapped round his soft shaft, pumping it as if it was rock-hard. Her left hand cupped Simon's testicles, squeezing and caressing them as if she was trying to force his spunk along his tubes by herself.

And it was working. Just like the previous day, Simon was getting the strangest feeling in his cock, like a small insect crawling slowly along his urethra. He was sure it was his spunk, seminal fluid, fluid of some sort.

As his excitement grew, was Jenny going to taste him, as Rachel thought she had the previous day, he suddenly heard the smallest of gasps coming from Rachel. She was still watching Simon's face intently whilst she operated electronic pulse and blood pressure equipment, which was now beeping continuously.

A small smile crossed Rachel's face, then suddenly she became all efficient again, and Simon knew.

Rachel had seen some sort of response, however small in his face. She knew he was responding.

Almost at the same time, and just as Simon felt the creeping fluid reach the tip of his cock, Jenny lifted her mouth off it.

"Rachel, are you gonna stop that bloody machine beeping!" she wailed at her colleague, obviously being distracted whilst focusing on the job at hand, and mouth!

"Sorry!" replied Rachel quickly, as she stopped the machine and quickly wrote down the figures it was displaying.

But the moment was lost. If any fluid had oozed from the tip of Simon's cock it was lost in the copious amount of saliva Jenny had coated his limp flesh with. And Jenny had reached her threshold, with no noticeable stiffening or engorging of Simon's member she still thought it was a lost cause.

"I've had enough," sighed Jenny, "I'm getting a sore jaw, for nothing!" she complained.

"Give him a massage too," pleaded Rachel, as she fussed about with a few other things, "Then I'll finish him off."

"Huh! You'll be lucky!" joked Jenny, as she pulled the vibrator out of the pocket of her uniform, "We'll be drawing our pensions before then!.... And it's costing me a fortune in batteries!" she laughed, Rachel joining her.

But Jenny was diligent and did just that, working the vibrator over Simon's body, slowly and carefully, not rushed as if she was desperate to get finished.

Rachel had now finished all her other tasks and made a beeline for Simon's cock. Lifting it gently in her hands she wrapped one firmly round the base of his limp shaft and squeezing firmly she moved her hand along his length. Her eyes never left the single eye on the end of his cock, watching intently for the slightest sign of fluid oozing out. She hoped that Jenny had done enough with her mouth to get Simon's sap rising, all she needed to do was coax it out.

But she didn't want to make it too obvious that she might be waiting patiently for something to appear, like waiting for the postman delivering an important letter. So to divert attention she started up a typical conversation with Jenny, as if she too was a little disinterested as she continued to milk him.

The Rachel thought she saw something. Just the smallest of drops building at the eye and she swooped down on it. Almost mid-sentence, Rachel engulfed the head of Simon's cock. To hide the evidence, but also to try and get a 'proper' taste of the fluid before it was perhaps lost or diluted.

With her lips sealed around his glans, and still milking him with her hand, she slowly licked across the tip of Simon's cock hoping to pick up even the slightest suggestion of saltiness.

And it was there the slightest hint, but Rachel was sure. It took her all her concentration not to moan with excitement. This lovely man was coming back to life but she wasn't going to say anything, not yet, not even to Jenny. She didn't think it would be taken to well to admit that she knew he was getting his bodily functions back because she was sucking his cock.

"Well, I'm done now!" said Jenny, as she completed her massage of Simon's body with her vibrator, "I need a coffee!" she sighed.

"OK!" agreed Rachel, as she released Simon's cock from her mouth, "Leave me the vibrator, I might use it on him some more," she suggested.

"You sure you use it on him?" teased Jenny, "We're gonna have to get you a good fucking, and soon!" she laughed.

"Sounds like a plan," agreed Rachel, as she glanced back at Simon's face. He knew exactly what she was meaning and wished that there was some way he could grant her wish.

Jenny tossed the vibrator down on the bed, "It's all yours, but you buy the next set of batteries!"

Rachel laughed but didn't make a grab for it even though she wanted to! She waited until Jenny shut the door behind her, then for a good ten seconds more.

"So, Simon, can we see if we can wake you up a bit more?" mused Rachel as she picked up the shiny metal dildo and switched it on, pressing the button another couple of times until the pulsing vibrations could clearly be heard.

Seconds later and Simon's glans was back in Rachel's mouth being tenderly sucked and tongued as she played the tip of the vibrator over the rest of his soft cock, over his testicles, and down towards his ass hole.

Simon wanted to moan loudly, he was sure that he should have been, but he couldn't hear anything. But he was feeling plenty. The intense pulsing vibrations were doing amazing things to him. He couldn't be sure, but he believed that the vibrations were feeling more intense throughout his cock and balls and might even have been spreading through his pelvic region.

But it might just have been due to new batteries he thought, thinking back to Jenny's comments.

As Rachel continued to play the tip of the vibrator across his flesh, he could certainly feel more intense tingling in his cock and testicles, much more like the old feelings he used to get before he ejaculated. But with a limp dick, how would that be possible, he needed the muscular contractions to fire his spunk out.

Then a different high-pitched sound appeared, and new sensations were assaulting the head of his cock. If she hadn't had her mouth sealed round his glans, Rachel would be squealing excitedly. Simon's cock wasn't blasting wads of spunk into her mouth but there was definitely a more obvious salty flow with that strong musky taste as well.

It might just have been a tiny amount, but this was so much more obvious than before. Rachel sang silently with joy, and Simon joined her.

Rachel could have remained with Simon all night, working on him, trying to restore him. But she knew that would intrigue Jenny and she might realise what was happening. Reluctantly, she tidied things up and headed out of the room, blowing Simon a kiss as she went, but she would be back.

*****

Following exactly the same routine as the previous night, it was about three hours later when Rachel reappeared.

And there was a definite skip to her step as she entered Simon's room. Walking straight up to the head of his bed, she grinned as she looked intently into his face.

"Right, Simon," she began, "Let's see if we can get a little more life into your body, and get a little more response from your wonderful cock," she whispered.

She watched his face closely as she spoke, and smiled as she was sure that there was a definite slightest of curl in the corner of Simon's mouth, and also miniscule wrinkling in the corner of his eye.

It was the closest thing to a smile that she had seen Simon produce all the time he had been stuck in this bed. Now she wanted more, she wanted him better and she wanted his hard cock buried in her pussy.

Pulling back the sheets and lifting Simon's gown, Rachel admired his body with just a little more interest this time, imagining his cock swelling and rising up from his crotch rather than lying prone between his legs. She couldn't help but wonder just how large he did get, and she could feel her pussy tingling and her own juices oozing out.

Reaching into the pockets of her uniform, Rachel pulled out the gleaming silver vibrator and also a small bottle of strawberry flavoured lube. Simon was intrigued, what did she have planned with that?

He didn't have long to wait. Lifting his limp cock with her left hand she squeezed a generous blob onto the head of Simon's cock, then replaced it in her pocket. Then with both hands she began to smear it over his cock, wrapping her hands around it, and beginning to stroke and milk his penis with greater vigour than she normally did.

She worked both hands up and down his length, she worked one hand on his shaft while the other encircled his glans working on the thick ridge of his helmet. She didn't stop, her hands working feverishly on his organ, desperate to restore more functionality.

Simon lay there, taking one for the team, although he could do nothing else. But the effect Rachel was having! Her hands were teasing him mercilessly, although she didn't know it, nor could Simon tell her.

He could feel the creeping of fluid along his urethra towards the tip. It might have been faster, a stronger flow, but Simon didn't know, he would wait for Rachel's response.

The young nurse continued to work on his cock, massaging it as if her life depended on it. Her eyes were continuously sweeping from her hands up to Simon's face to search for other tell-tale signs of response.

Simon knew there must be fluid oozing from the tip of his cock. It was tingling more and more, and he was sure he would be ejaculating by now had he been able. He could feel his heart straining with the excitement, but it wasn't registering, he could feel his breathing becoming more erratic, but his monitors didn't show anything.

Then he felt something different, it was like a hot flush over his torso and lower abdomen, as if he was blushing profusely. He couldn't see anything changing and he wondered if Rachel had noticed anything. The warm glow seemed to spread, he could feel it deep within his body, seeming to slowly spread outwards. But, he was feeling it, something he hadn't before.

Rachel was still watching Simon's face and her own hands as she massaged his cock, anything else was not really on the map. Simon's abdomen could have been turning blue with yellow spots, and she wouldn't have noticed it.

But then she did notice something and she had to do a double take as she looked at her hands. Something felt different, something felt a little firmer. Or was it just fatigue and exertion setting in and her hands were cramping a little making it feel as if Simon's cock might be swelling, stiffening.

Only one way to tell. Rachel bent over Simon's body and took nearly half his length into her mouth, closing her lips around it. With one hand she kept on stroking the part of his shaft not swallowed, whilst sucking and licking with her mouth. She hoped that might be a more accurate and sensitive way to detect any changes in Simon's growth.

Carefully, she held Simon's cock in her mouth. She didn't lick it or suck on it, just allowed her mouth to surround and cradle his flesh. She would use her hand to milk his cock, squeezing and stroking it with one hand whilst her other massaged his balls and she tried to reach through to tease his ass hole.

Within a minute, Rachel was even more convinced that Simon's cock was swelling, even if just by a tiny amount.

Slowly, she swept her tongue over the tip of his cock, looking for that saltiness, and it was there.

She grinned, as much as she could with a couple on inches of cock in her mouth. Simon was coming back to life, slowly but surely.

She gave his cock another couple of pumps then lifted her head up to look at him.

Again, she was convinced there was the tiniest of hints of a smile on his face although he still stared off into the distance.

"We're going to have to keep this secret, you and me," she whispered, "We can't have the other finding out, not yet anyway. You'd never survive!" she joked.

Simon was desperate to laugh out loud. That was exactly what he had been thinking. Once the other knew he was on the mend, and able to get an erection, they would never leave him alone! It might still be a little bit off yet, but he was going to have to practice not getting a hard-on when the others attended to him. Jenny might be the most difficult if she massaged him with the vibrator again.

"I'd better go for just now," said Rachel, as she began to cover him back up and completed taking the rest of his readings, "Jenny will be in here looking for me if I don't get a move on!"

Then Rachel did something she had never done before. Leaning over him, she gave him a tender kiss on the lips. There was not much point sticking her tongue down his throat, not yet anyway, but she wanted to show just how much she cared.

Then she was gone.

What she didn't know was that Simon was lying there in shock. He had felt her soft warm lips on his. He couldn't respond, but again he had felt the warmth and the pressure. More of him was waking up, but it seemed to be in a most peculiar order, not that he was complaining.

And so he waited, watching the hands on the clock slowly moving round. At some point he must have dozed off, but it could only have been for twenty to thirty minutes, but his revisit was getting closer.

Simon lay there doing another body scan. What could he feel? What did he have control over? Of most interest was could he cause his cock to swell in any way? He pictured both Rachel and Jenny with their mouths wrapped round his cock, sucking and licking tenderly as they stroked him. He imagined the pulsing vibrator pressed against his cock, his testicles, his anus and the sensation that gave him.

He was not standing to attention, of that he was sure, but he wasn't convinced that he hadn't swelled a little. What would Rachel get out of him when she reappeared?

It was another thirty minutes before Rachel did appear, and just as well. Jenny was with her, the pair of them chatting away like neighbours over the garden fence.

Playing it very cool, as if Simon wasn't there, Rachel and Jenny pulled back his covers and lifted his gown to leave him all but naked again. Fortunately, everything looked the same, or at least not different to tell.

"You want to use the vibrator?" asked Rachel, "And I'll do the notes," she offered, trying to avoid any suspicions from Jenny.

"Is it worth it?" Jenny queried, "Do you think it's having any effect?"

Rachel shrugged her shoulders, with a sad look on her face. She was playing the part well.

"I don't know, but I think it's worth continuing," she replied, as she picked up Simon's chart and began to write down some notes.

Jenny fished the vibrator out of her pocket and switched it on. With one hand she lifted Simon's cock and placed it across the palm of her hand then pressed the vibrator along its length.

Simon felt the vibrations coursing through his flesh and spreading throughout his crotch, to his balls, and in his perineum and ass hole too.

It was an amazing feeling considering he'd felt nothing only a week or so ago. But now he was desperately hoping that his excitement and the sensations coursing through him would not begin to manifest themselves in any other way.

As Jenny continued to massage him, Simon once again began testing himself, anything to take his mind off what was happening to his cock. He was convinced that, however minimal the swelling might be, it must still be visible, if Jenny had been paying close attention.

But that was where Rachel came in. Just at the right time, apparently completely random, Rachel began to ask Jenny some sort of inane question, just to try and break Jenny's concentration on the job in hand.

And it worked. Once again Jenny became convinced that all this effort was just a waste of time, even though she was the one who had come up with the idea.

Another couple of minutes and Jenny released Simon's cock and began to massage the rest of his body as they'd done before. Again, nothing but consistent.

Also, by now, Rachel had completed her tasks and stood watching Jenny as she tried to keep the conversations going. As she did this, Rachel was paying much closer attention to Simon's face and his cock. Jenny might not have noticed anything, but again Rachel was pretty sure that she had.

Time to hide the evidence.

"Do you mind if I have a mouthful?" joked Rachel. Pretty sure that Jenny would be OK with that.

"Fill your boots!" laughed Jenny, as she now worked the vibrator over Simon's upper arms and neck area, "Still think you're wasting your time, and we need to get you a more responsive one!"

Rachel just grinned back as she lowered her mouth over the tip of Simon's cock, her lips sealing just below the helmet. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked deeply, trying to draw his salty fluid from its depths. To help she wrapped her right hand round the bottom of his shaft and began to milk him.

As Rachel squeezed his cock, she again tried to sense any swelling or stiffening in his shaft. If he was getting any control or greater response from his organ, she hoped that now it was 'hidden' in her mouth and hand he might allow himself to respond as he should be able to.

It didn't take long before Rachel began to get her reward as the saltiness began to fill her mouth. Again it was a slow flow, a dribble, but it appeared to be a little more copious, and maybe a little thicker too as her tongue swept it around her mouth.

Jenny was finished what she was doing and didn't really fancy an aching jaw again. But she was also as horny as fuck and wanted to have some fun. With Rachel seemingly engrossed in Simon's floppy sausage, Jenny thought she'd get more response from Rachel so surreptitiously moved behind her.

Rachel let out a muffled squeal as Jenny suddenly ran the buzzing vibrator along the gusset of her panties. In shock and trying to get away from the wickedly buzzing toy, Rachel rose up on her tip toes, but that only pitched her forward onto Simon's cock. That helped in some ways, as it kept Simon's slowly stiffening cock hidden from Jenny's view. But it also exposed Rachel to greater attack and Jenny took full advantage.

Leaning over Rachel's back, Jenny pinned her down on Simon's body whilst with her right hand she kept the vibrator pressed against Rachel's panties. Her left hand, Jenny sneaked between Rachel's thighs and eased the damp gusset out of the way allowing the shiny metallic shaft to slide along Rachel's juice coated labia.

Rachel was now panting, gasping and groaning on Simon's cock, sending all sorts of different vibrations through his cock.

Neither of the nurses were paying attention to the beeping of Simon's monitors or they would have noticed that his heart was slowly but steadily creeping up. Just four of five beats per minute, but that was a significant increase based on his usual performance.

But the two women were otherwise occupied. Jenny had quickly got her silvery metal vibrator coated with Rachel's juices and was now easing the tip between her labia, searching out the opening to her pussy. Instinctively Rachel tilted her hips to help her friend slide the hard vibrating shaft into her tunnel.

As Jenny buried it, five inches in one go, Rachel groaned deeply on Simon's cock. It would have been enough to have most normal men filling Rachel's mouth with their spunk, but Simon wasn't normal.

However, to Rachel's surprise she found her mouth filling slowly with Simon's thick salty cum. It didn't blast down her throat, just oozed a little bit faster, nearly filling her mouth.

Rachel was ecstatic, and with Jenny not wasting any time and pumping the sleek, slick hard vibrator in and out of her pussy, Rachel exploded.

Her legs were shaking as if she had run a marathon, and her breathing was coming in rapid pants, although she kept her mouth clamped over Simon's cock. Her body began to tremble and jerk about as she almost collapsed on top of Simon. It was the biggest orgasm Rachel had experienced in years, for so many reasons.

Knowing that she would have to come up for air, Rachel sucked and lick voraciously on Simon's cock, desperate to make sure that she would not leave any evidence of what he had just done. He hadn't really got very hard, so was still limp enough that Jenny might not notice, but an obvious flow of thick white fluid would be less easy to explain away.

Hoping all would be OK, Rachel tried to stand, although Jenny had still not removed the vibrator from her pussy and it was still doing amazing things to her underused vagina.

"Oh, my God, Jenny!" Rachel gasped, "What are you doing?" she panted, although it was a stupid question in the first place.

"Jenny laughed, "You've just been dp'd, bet that's a first!" she teased.

"Fuck, Jenny," moaned Rachel, "I've never cum like that before. That was intense!" as she leant over with her elbows on the bed again as Jenny began to fuck her once more.

"Told you we need to get you a proper man to fuck you," said Jenny, as she again lifted the bottom of Rachel's uniform up over her back so she could see what she was actually doing. Rachel's firm ass was right before her, with her panties partly drawn to the side to allow her vibrator access. But Jenny wanted more, and yanking the fabric further over, Rachel's wrinkly ass hole was now visible.

Within seconds, Jenny had wet the middle finger of her left hand and was pressing it into Rachel's ass. It was the last thing Rachel had expected and Jenny's finger sank two knuckles deep before Rachel squealed and clenched her buttocks, trying to reduce any further ingress.

Rachel felt as if she was going to scream her head off and was worried that someone, anyone, might hear her. There was only one option and she filled her mouth with Simon's cock again, using it to muffle her screams.

Jenny noticed what Rachel had done and pressed her body down on Rachel's back then whispered, "Now you're airtight! How does that feel?"

Rachel just shuddered as another massive climax rocked her body and she collapsed down onto the bed, on top of Simon, his limp cock slipping from her mouth.

"Oh God, Jenny! Please stop!" whispered Rachel, as she tried to reach down to grasp Jenny's hands.

Jenny knew Rachel had reached her limit and that to continue might cause big problems so reluctantly Jenny removed her finger from Rachel's ass and then the vibrator from her pussy, before switching it off.

Rachel lay there for several more minutes as she recovered, her breathing slowly returning to normal. Jenny had wiped the vibrator with medical wipes in the room and returned it to her uniform pocket and was again checking Simon's monitors as if nothing had happened. She was expecting to get a bit of a bollocking from Rachel when she recovered.

When Rachel did stand, the first thing that she did was look closely into Simon's face. She still couldn't be sure, but she was convinced that Simon was making a good attempt at grinning like a Cheshire cat.

Slowly, she turned to face Jenny who was beginning to think she'd gone too far, and was looking a little sheepish. And it was Jenny who got the surprise when Rachel grabbed Jenny's face and kissed her hungrily on the mouth.

"I am so getting you back for that!" grinned Rachel, before kissing Jenny again.

"Told you it was better than sucking off that dead meat!" replied Jenny, glancing down at Simon.

"Oh, I don't know," Replied Rachel grinning, she could still taste a bit of Simon's saltiness. Things were beginning to change.

The two women covered Simon back up then left the room, Rachel giving him a wink as she closed the door behind her. He'd only seen what had happened in his peripheral vision, but Rachel's response had filled in some of his questions, so he knew what had happened.

And he also knew what had happened when Rachel had been sucking him. He'd ejaculated, produced much more spunk than ever before, he just needed to work on getting hard!

*****

So, Simon lay there thinking about his cock, thinking about Rachel's pussy climaxing around the buzzing vibrator. He could remember, vividly, how her mouth had felt on his cock as she had orgasmed. He could remember how she had responded as his still limp cock had spilled his seed into her mouth and she had swallowed it down.

But this time he thought he could see the sheet that covered him twitch, lift slightly where his crotch was. He could feel the extra pressure of the gown and sheet pressing down onto his cock as it tried to lift itself into the air. It wasn't much but it was still progress.

He began to work on other parts of his body. Why was it his peripheries that were restoring first? He tried to move his fingers, could he even feel them pressing onto the sheet, he wasn't sure.

Then he tried his toes. Could he wiggle them, could he feel the sheet pressing on them? This time his heart leapt again, he was sure he saw the sheet moving, ever so slightly, but nothing else could have caused it. Maybe he was right and his extremities were waking up first.

Then it hit him, his feet, of course it would be them first. Both Jenny and Rachel had used the vibrator more extensively on his feet, particularly after having spent some time on his cock. Not exclusively, but perhaps they did get the lions share of attention. They had to keep doing it, it was helping, but he had no way of telling them.

Unless, unless somehow, he could get his eyes to let Rachel know. She seemed to be reading something in his face; he just needed to work out how he could let her know to keep on using the vibrator.

*****

The clock on the wall showed three hours had long past, and Rachel had not reappeared leaving Simon lying there rather despondent. How he wished he could reach for the bell to call the nurses, one day he would!

Then eventually the door opened, almost scaring Simon, if that had been possible. To his relief as well, it was only Rachel. She was obviously back for seconds he thought, teasing himself.

Closing the room door, when Rachel turned to look at Simon she had a great big smile on her face. Slowly she sashayed her way up along the bed, placing a hand onto his leg just above his ankle, then sliding along the sheet until she reached the top of his thigh, when she moved it over to settle on his limp bulge.

"Well, Simon," Rachel purred, "Sorry I'm late, had to give Jenny a good fucking with that vibrator, I don't think she'll be bothering us for a while," then she paused slightly.

"I enjoyed my little mouthful earlier. You sneaked that out, didn't you? Have you got any more in there for me?" she queried, as she massaged the bulge through the sheet and gown.

"Will a little assistance help?" she whispered, as she withdrew a smaller vibrator out of her uniform pocket. It was just like a little a big bullet, about two inches long and a half inch in diameter, and shiny and metallic, just like its big brother.

"I thought I might try this on you just now, something different," she purred, as she also retrieved a small controller from her pocket.

She pulled the sheet back and rolled up his gown under his arms, then she looked carefully at him, his body.

"OK, Simon, show me what you can do," she said, almost challenging him, as she licked her lips provocatively.

Then she laughed, "you think that's funny! I can see you smiling in your eyes," she explained. He was right his face was displaying some sort of emotion.

Simon thought his sexy thoughts, those he had used earlier when he was sure his cock had moved, hoping he could reproduce his earlier achievements.

Rachel caught the twitch in the corner of her eye, and her mouth dropped open.

"Oh, my God, yes! That's amazing, Simon!" she gushed, and she grasped his cock in her hand. Simon tried to make it twitch again and heard Rachel gasp, then sob, as she felt the weak pulse in the organ.

"Simon, that's brilliant!" she said, as she looked longingly into his eyes, "Is it the vibrator? Is that what's helping?" she asked, looking for some response in his eyes. When she saw the sparkle she sobbed again, covering her mouth with her hand.

Simon couldn't believe just how emotional Rachel had become and he was even more shocked when he saw a tear roll down her cheek before she wiped it away.

"Wait till I tell Jenny," Rachel added excitedly, only to suddenly stop as she saw another very different emotion in Simon's eyes.

"Oh! You don't want her to know?" she queried, seeing his eyes sparkle again confirming her thoughts, "Okay then, it's just between you and me," she whispered.

"Right! Well, we still have a long way to go yet. There's a lot of you we need to get working again," Rachel nodded, as she closed her hand around his cock and began to milk it, again trying to feel any increase in firmness.

Then with her left hand she took the small bullet vibrator and reached down under Simon's testicles, sliding the smooth metal object between his bum cheeks to press against his anus.

"Shall we give this a go?" Rachel teased, as she held up the small controller and made a meal of switching it on.

Suddenly the room was filled with the quiet humming of the vibrator. Simon could feel it and it was making his balls and crotch area tingle. But it wasn't enough, he wanted more.

He had no idea if Rachel could interpret his look but he tried to feel disappointment and that showed in his eyes.

Rachel saw something, "Mmmmm! I don't think you like that, or it's not right, you want more?" and she sort of asked the question.

When a smile spread over her face he knew she had got it worked out and she reached for the controller again.

"Okay! We have different settings on this," she explained, "Let me know when I get to a good one!"

Simon would have grinned if he could have, but he just hoped his face showed his happiness. But now he had to let Rachel know. He tried to put on a neutral face.

Holding the controller up between them, Rachel made it obvious that she had pressed the button, advancing the programme. There was a very obvious change in the sound from the little vibrator, louder and higher pitched. Now it was really buzzing against Simon's anus and perineum. This was better, but was there a better one yet?

"Another one?" asked Rachel, not seeing any change in Simon's expression, so she made another obvious press of the button.

Again the change was immediately apparent, not so much in the loudness, not so much in the loudness but the pitch had increased again. The vibrator was vibrating like crazy and was really stimulating Simon. Not that anyone could tell. Except Rachel.

A huge grin spread across her face as she spotted the excitement in Simon's eyes. There were another five different programmes, but for today Rachel guessed this one was perfect.

"Mmmm! Have we found a good one?" Rachel teased, as she slipped the controller into her pocket and bent over to take the head of Simon's cock into her mouth. But only the head, she wanted to be able to stroke, milk his cock, drawing more spunk from his balls. She also hoped that this would assist in restoring his blood flow to his corpora cavernosa and hence his erection.

Squeezing his flesh as her hand slid along his length, Rachel also swept her tongue over the large purple glans. She also hoped that by increasing the sensitivity of his flesh might stimulate his ejaculation as well. So, focusing on the thick ridge at the base of his glans she teased it with her tongue.

To a virtually completely unresponsive Simon, what his cock was feeling was unbelievable. He felt as if he was literally squirming with pleasure as he lay there, inert. Then he heard it, his response.

To him it was noticeable. He'd been hearing the same regular repetitive beeping for almost two months but now his heart rate was changing. All this wonderful stimulus was now causing his heart rate to fluctuate. Again, it wasn't much bit it was nearly ten beats per minute higher. He just hoped that Rachel would hear it too, recognise the change before it was too late.

Yes, one of the problems of being a doctor was that you knew exactly how the equipment worked. As well as monitoring the patients heart rate, it was also possible to put upper and lower limits on it such that it would alarm if either were exceeded. If they weren't careful then Rachel's hard work might end them in trouble.

Perhaps there was a way out of this predicament. Believing he had no control over what his cock might be doing, Simon relaxed to await his fate. Almost immediately he felt his spunk, once again, flowing along his cock, quicker this time, but still not with the force of a proper ejaculation.

But he had thought about relaxing, and that had caused the flow. Did that mean he had some sort of control over a sphincter, somewhere about his seminal vesicle in his ejaculating duct? He didn't think he had any controller over that, thought that was part of his autonomic nervous system, a bit like breathing and peristalsis.

But Rachel was going to get her second mouthful in just a few hours, and very quickly. The excitement that Simon felt at the realisation that he was gaining even more control of his bodily functions caused another little blip in his heart rate, another five beats per minute.

This time the change in frequency of beeping did catch Rachel's attention and instinctively she allowed Simon's cock to leave her mouth as she turned her head to look at the monitor. Right at the wrong time!

As she registered the elevated heart rate on the monitor, suddenly Simon's cock erupted. Still not shooting his thick creamy spunk into the air, but a copious viscous stream poured out of the end of his cock, over his glans, and down the sides over Rachel's hand.

"Oh, my God! It's all happening!" laughed Rachel, as she then clamped her mouth back over the tip of Simon's cock and milked his remaining spunk into her mouth. Once she had completed that she released his cock and began to clean up the spunk smeared on her fingers and hand. Only when she was satisfied that she had got it all did she speak.

"Well Simon, we have got a few little issues, don't we," she suggested, watching his face closely, and smiling when she got a response.

"We're going to have to keep an eye on your heart rate to start with," she began, as she stepped over to the monitors and pressed a few buttons, "There, that should be okay now, I've increased the upper limit to one hundred. That should allow you to get a bit more excited before you set off the alarm," she explained, giggling as she did so.

"I don't think Jenny is going to spot your facial 'gives' just yet, but you seem to be able to control that yourself," she added, looking longingly into his eyes, "But, I'm more concerned about when you get more response into this wonderful cock of yours," Rachel paused, as she cradled it in her hand again, "You're gonna have to work hard not to get an erection when Jenny strokes you, and she will. And I don't think it's going to be too long! I think we'd better try and get the rest of you working too!"

Just then a shocked look crossed Rachel's face and her unoccupied hand flew to cover her mouth.

"Oh God! Sorry Simon!" she squealed, as her hand then dove between Simon's thighs to retrieve the little silver vibrator still buzzing furiously against his anus, "I forgot all about that!" she giggled, blushing slightly, "There was just so much happening!"

Simon hoped that his smile and excitement shone in his eyes. He had been enjoying the higher frequency vibrations as they now coursed through his whole pelvic region. It was becoming so much more noticeable to him, he could only assume that it was having the desired effect.

Rachel was grinning and still stroking Simon's cock. Yes, she had seen his response and knew he had been enjoying it, she could only assume it was having the desired medical effect too. She would have to do a little more research herself and see if there was anything else she could do.

Simon was desperate to let Rachel know that he was improving. He focused all his thoughts on his cock again, quickly replaying flashes of Jenny pleasuring Rachel with the vibrator.

Desperately, he wanted his cock to show a little more life, begin to stiffen and engorge, just to let Rachel know she was being successful. He tried tensing his pelvic muscles, trapping the blood within his tissues to make his cock swell, or even just pulse as he had done before.

Instinctively, Rachel also began to play the little vibrator across the head of Simon's cock as she continued to stroke it. This higher frequency felt electric and his heart rate jumped by over ten beats per minute in just a few seconds. This noticeable change in the beeping from the monitor had Rachel's head spinning to see what was happening, and checking that it wasn't getting to close to the new upper limit she had set. It was okay.

But then her head snapped back to Simon's cock. She could feel a definite change in it! It was clearly thickening, still not very hard yet, but most definitely swelling, and that could only mean one thing.

"Oh fuck, Simon! It's working!" gasped Rachel, as she held his cock firmly with her right hand and toyed his purple glans with the little vibrator.

It had only been a couple of minutes, but already Simon could feel something creeping along his urethra. He was about to cum again, he couldn't believe it!

Neither could Rachel when thick creamy fluid flowed out of the end of his cock, coating his helmet, being spread over his flesh as Rachel continued to play the vibrator over his glans.

"Oh my! I think I'm gonna cum too!" panted Rachel, in excitement, before she bent over to engulf the head of Simon's cock and gobbled up his juice. That completed she rose again and smiled warmly at Simon, "I'd better get going or Jenny is going to get suspicious, but I'll be back again, and soon!"

Then within minutes, Rachel had everything completed and was heading out the door, turning to blow Simon a kiss as she went.

Simon was in seventh heaven, but he had to work on the rest of his body like Rachel had said. It would become more difficult for him to hide his recovery if his nursing staff kept on treating him as they were.

He had cum twice inside twenty minutes, and it had drained him, literally and figuratively as well, and within minutes Simon was asleep, even though his eyes remained open.

*****

It was a deep sleep too, as he didn't waken until he felt his cock being man-handled yet again. But something felt different.

When he realised what was happening, it was Katy and Sally who filled his vision, and suddenly he was concerned. Was he responding in any way that these two nurses might detect or become aware of the improvement in his condition.

Instantly, Simon was trying to take his mind off anything that make his heart rate spike or his cock to engorge in any way. Not the easiest thing to do as a pair of soft hands cradled and caressed his cock as they worked in unison to give him his daily bed bath, and as usual paying particular attention to his crown jewels.

But he was okay, having been asleep his body was taking a little longer to wake up than might have been normal, and not yet for him the normal 'morning wood' that was going to be a problem sooner or later.

Fortunately, the two nurses were still not showing any real interest in him, not like Jenny and Rachel. Most likely dur to them being on the day shift and having many more additional tasks to complete for the visiting consultants and doctors.

And within five minutes they were gone, none the wiser about how Simon was coming back to life. Although Simon was a little better informed, having discovered that Katy had been fucked by two guys that had hit on her the previous night, and she hadn't known which one to choose. She'd been all too eager to give Sally all the intimate details of how she had taken them both at the same time and had climaxed harder than ever before.

Simon had required all his willpower not to allow himself to thicken at the descriptions Katy had provided. He had found himself imagining the young woman naked and being dp'd but had just as quickly wiped that from his mind.

Now his thoughts went back to his own body and how his recovery was progressing. Again, he thought about Katy and her two lovers, fucking her, spit-roasting her, as her body was rocked with her climax. He could feel his cock moving, feel it pressing up against the thin sheet and gown that covered his body. He almost thought he could see the sheet tenting ever so slightly, but again that might have been wishful thinking.

Then it was his toes, could he get any more proof that they were coming back to life. He concentrated on trying to curl his toes up as he watched the two mounds at the end of his bed. And this time he was sure, there was definitely movement in the sheet as it dipped just a fraction. Then out of interest he tried to move his feet, splaying them outwards, and to his utter shock, he saw them move, almost an inch in both directions, the pressure of the sheet also obvious on his toes.

This brought an immediate increase in the rate of beeping from his monitors and instantly Simon shut everything down. The excitement he had felt was justified, but as Rachel had said, the outcome could be disastrous should he trigger the alarm.

It was a fantastic experience, but he had to become a little more subdued about these small successes.

Next, it was his fingers. He hadn't even felt anything with them, no pressure of contact against surfaces but maybe that was because he was too focused on other parts of his body.

So, he tried, could he wiggle any of them, just a little bit? He imagined his hand closing to form a fist, but he felt nothing, no pressure, on contact, nothing. Maybe it was the extent of massaging they had, or had not received, certainly nothing like the attention his cock or his feet for that matter. Somehow or other he'd have to get Rachel and Jenny to use the vibrator more extensively on the rest of his body.

Simon suddenly had another thought, what could he do with his face? Could he blink yet, he'd never even tried. Could he move his lips, his mouth, again it had never crossed his mind, he'd been too focused on his cock, just as his nursing staff had been. He knew he must be able to do something with his face as Rachel could read him clearly, but what was he doing and just how obvious was it.

It was worth a try and he spent the next five minutes working on his face. He quickly discovered he couldn't blink, but to his surprise he could move his eyes, again ever so slightly, but enough to improve his peripheral vision.

Then his mouth, he couldn't open it, but he thought he could feel the corners of his mouth moving ever so slightly. It could have been a grimace or a weird kind of smile, but something was happening.

Now he knew what he had to show Rachel when she came back in that evening. But what good it might be in helping him to communicate he didn't yet know!

For the rest of the day Simon continued to work on the rest of his body. Every hour or so he would try and wiggle his appendages and work on his facial muscles hoping that there was something extra that he could sense.

Simon was feeling very smug with himself as the clock wound its way round to when Jenny and Rachel should be appearing through the door. He knew he might not be their first priority, depending on what else was happening on the ward. And he knew Rachel wouldn't want to draw attention to him by insisting that they visiting him first if there were others in greater need.

So, he lay there and waited, unaware that Rachel had actually called in sick and Jenny had a new partner for her shift. It was another hour before the two appeared in the room.

"And this is the famous Dr. Simon Fletcher," said Jenny, introducing her new partner to the inert Simon.

"He's been here for months," she explained, "With some sort of paralysis, we think, caused by a period working abroad."

"So he can't move? Do anything?" the other nurse enquired, sounding shocked.

"Nope, nothing, no response at all. He can breathe on his own and his heart beats perfectly well, but nothing," Jenny acknowledged with sadness in her voice.

"It's a fucking shame as well," she added, in a slightly lighter tone, "He's fucking gorgeous, and is hung like a horse!"

The new nurse gasped then giggled. She was young, younger than any of the others Simon thought, possibly just out of training, but she was very attractive too. It seemed to be a prerequisite to work in this hospital.

Then in a very quiet voice the new nurse asked, "Can I have a look?" blushing madly.

Jenny looked at her and laughed, "I don't see why not," as she reached out to pull back the bed sheet. The young nurse reached out to help her and they folded it down to the bottom of the bed.

Then Jenny grasped the bottom of Simon's gown and smiled at her young colleague, "Are you ready?" she teased, and the young woman nodded.

"Oh my God!" she squealed, as Jenny lifted the gown up to Simon's chest, then she groaned loudly, "It's big! It looks wonderful!" she gasped.

"Just imagine what it might look like erect!" purred Jenny, as she reached out to take it in her hand.

"What? It can't get hard?" the young nurse asked, her eyes still out on stalks.

"Nope, paralysed, like the rest of him! No response at all," Jenny sighed as she stroked his cock slowly, eliciting more groans from her colleague as she watched in astonishment.

Simon was groaning inside, desperately trying not to get excited, even slightly, so that he would not begin to stiffen. He was almost sure that Jenny would give up on him pretty quickly and also that he wouldn't be getting a 'massage' from her vibrator. It was a disappointment but one that he could put up with.

"Do you really do that?" queried the newcomer, "Masturbate him like that?" she added to clarify.

Jenny smiled as she carried on stroking Simon's cock, "Yes, for all it's worth," she sighed. The to Simon's surprise Jenny reached into the pocket of her uniform and pulled out her vibrator.

The young nurse looked dumbfounded, "What's that for?" she asked.

Jenny actually took a more serious look, "I did a bit of research and read that vibrations can sometimes restore nervous activity. Rachel and I have been using it for weeks, and since she's not here I thought I'd keep on doing it," she explained.

"Is it working?" the young nurse asked, understanding the rationale behind Jenny's thoughts.

Jenny just shrugged her shoulders as she released Simon's cock from her hand and his limp appendage slapped down on his thigh. Then she turned on the vibrator and moved to Simon's feet, beginning to rub the hard vibrating metallic shaft over his toes and soles.

"Why don't you massage his arms and upper body," suggested Jenny, sort of wakening the newcomer from her daze as her eyes feasted on Simon's body, particularly his impressive flaccid cock, "Just work on all his muscle groups, we're trying to restore his nervous system, we think that's what's shut down," Jenny instructed.

The new nurse didn't hesitate, quickly she had Simon's left hand in hers and she was massaging his fingers and palm, whilst Jenny worked around first one foot then moved on to his other. The only sounds in the room was the repetitive beeping of his monitors and the incessant buzzing of the vibrator as both women worked diligently on Simon's body.

He'd never seen Jenny approach her work in this manner when she had attended him with Rachel. Maybe it was the newcomer that was making Jenny act a little more responsibly. It certainly made Simon think a little bit differently about her.

Both worked slowly and deliberately, working on his muscles and joints, but as usual with no obvious reward. Not outwardly anyway. Inside, Simon was in turmoil, over much of his body he still could not feel anything, even the pressure of the handling he was receiving. In other places his nerves came alive, and the women's touch was fantastic.

When the young nurse moved to try and massage Simon's pectorals she leant more over him, and he saw her name badge for the first time. It read 'Student Nurse: Emily Gibbs'. Now he had a name, even though he couldn't use it. It was worth tucking away in case she reappeared in the future.

Jenny was almost finished massaging Simon's legs with her vibrator and noticed the awkwardness with which Emily tried to massage Simon's chest. She grinned, she had a terrible plan formulating in her mind.

"Emily, it's easier to do his chest in you straddle his body," she explained, in a matter of fact manner.

Emily's hands shot from Simon's chest in surprise and the young nurse's mouth dropped open, "What?..... What do you mean?" she stuttered, although she knew exactly what Jenny was meaning.

"It's what Rachel and I do," lied Jenny, "We kneel either side of his hips and then it's much easier to massage his chest," she explained, somehow managing to keep a straight face.

Emily still couldn't believe what Jenny had said and just stared at her.

"He's paralysed! He's not gonna feel anything," added Jenny, "I'll do it if you don't want to," she teased.

Emily looked at the limp cock and then nodded, "No, it's okay, I'll do it," she replied, a bit of a waver in her voice. Then quickly she was climbing up onto the bed, havin to hitch her uniform up a bit, kneeling astride Simon's hips.

"Just back a little bit," suggested Jenny, as she held Emily's hips as she shuffled a little bit lower down. As she did Jenny moved Simon's cock out of the way so that the gusset of her panties was right above the bottom of his cock.

"Now, that should be better, if you just lean forward a little, you can get good pressure down onto his chest muscles," instructed Jenny, a big grin on her face, hidden from the newcomer.

Emily's not insignificant chest was now directly in front of Simon's eyes and as she placed her hands on his pecs, her arms squeezed her globes closer together, making quite an eyeful, as she began to rock backwards and forwards slightly as she massaged his chest.

Simon felt Jenny grasp his cock again, wrapping her fingers round both it and the buzzing vibrator. It was quite a low frequency, very pleasant, but not as stimulating as the higher frequency Rachel had used on him.

But what happened next changed everything.

As Emily continued to rock back and forwards, Jenny suddenly wrapped an arm round her waist to hold her in place as she slid Simon's cock and the vibrator along the gusset of Emily's panties so that his flesh and the hard vibrating shaft were lying along Emily's labia.

The young woman squealed in surprise and fell forward onto Simon's chest. This was perfect for Jenny as it exposed Emily's panty-clad ass fully to her. Without hesitation, Jenny began to slide Simon's cock and the vibrator over Emily's gusset before she quickly yanked the thin cotton fabric strip to one side so that it was flesh on flesh.

Simon's cock could feel everything, the warm flesh, the slippery fluids, and the buzzing of the vibrator. It was the closest he'd been to having intercourse since he'd returned from Africa, but he was terrified. He didn't know if he'd be able to remain limp. He could give it all away if he began to stiffen or if he started to leak spunk. And then there was his heart rate, it must be doing back-flips by now he thought.

Suddenly that became his focus. Regardless of how fucking hot and erotic the situation had become, he would concentrate on his breathing and his heart rate and do everything possible to stop them from increasing.

As he had before, he began thinking of the muscle groups in his arms, his legs, his abdomen, working through them methodically. Anything to take his mind off what was happening on top of him.

Emily was bucking about on top of him, the vibrator playing over her labia and clitoris. She was moaning and groaning as if she was about to orgasm, and Jenny had only just started on her. There was more to come.

Simon had now idea what Jenny was doing, all he knew was what he felt through his cock. The incessant vibrations were doing lovely things to his cock, as was the sensation of his glans sliding along Emily's lubricated slot. He knew Jenny would have real difficulty in sliding his cock into the young nurse's pussy, regardless of how wet she was. He hoped that he was still too soft for that.

That thought had also never crossed Jenny's mind. She had no anticipation of Simon's cock being able to get anywhere near firm enough to penetrate Emily, she was just going to use the vibrator. But she hoped that if there was any sort of response within Simon, then a sexy woman writhing and climaxing around on top of him might have some effect.

She wasn't wrong, Simon thought he was managing to keep himself in check and Jenny didn't seem to notice any change. But Simon was struggling, he was still trying to remember all the blood clotting pathway whilst at the same time listening to his heart rate as it slowly crept up.

Emily had her face buried in Simon's chest, wailing and panting as now Jenny was sliding nearly four inches of the buzzing vibrator into her young colleague's pussy. Jenny had almost released his cock as she focused on making Emily orgasm, and she slid it in and out faster and faster.

Then Simon breathed a sigh of relief as Emily let out a guttural groan as she climaxed, almost climbing up his body to escape from Jenny and her vibrator.

At this Jenny did release Simon's cock as the vibrator also slid out of the young nurses pussy, and Emily collapsed down on top of Simon, exhausted, her breasts pressing firmly against his face. How Simon wished he could open his mouth and fasten it on to one of Emily's engorged nipples.

"Fuck it!" groaned Jenny in despair as she lifted Simon's cock back up into her hand. She couldn't see or feel any difference in it. Her plan had failed.

Emily was still breathing hard when Jenny made her outburst, so she remained lying there but turned her head towards her tormentor, "What's wrong?" she whispered, as she panted.

"I hoped that you lying on top of him, might have stimulated some sort of a response," Jenny explained dejectedly, "But his cock is just as soft as usual!"

Simon would have begged to differ, has he been able. Remarkably, he had managed to stop his cock from becoming erect and firm as he'd managed to achieve with Rachel, but he wasn't completely soft. It was just that due to her indifference, Jenny wasn't quite as familiar with Simon's cock, or she would have realised he was a little bit firmed than usual. That and the fact that his heart rate, although now dropping, was still over ten beats per minutes higher than normal.

"What?" gasped Emily in shock, "Are you saying you got me to climb on top of him, and then fucked me with your vibrator, just to see if he would respond?" she blurted out, as she pushed herself up into a seated position, still straddling Simon's hips, and turned to look at her older colleague.

"Yep!" muttered Jenny before she burst out laughing, and was quickly joined by Emily, as the two women roared with laughter.

"Well, if that's the case," began Emily, as she climbed off Simon and the bed, "I think I should return the favour!" she suggested as she stepped in front of Jenny and wrapped her arms round her shoulders and kissed her passionately on the lips, their tongues quickly beginning to fight.

"Not here!" gasped Jenny, as the women broke their kiss, "Let's go somewhere a little more comfortable! Room seven is empty at the moment!"

Any other tasks that they had to complete were forgotten then after quickly covering Simon back up and still giggling, the two women disappeared from the room.

Simon breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't think he would have been able to last too much longer without showing some sign of excitement. He couldn't believe that he hadn't at least begun to leak fluid from his cock. But then again, Jenny might have been too absorbed in fucking Emily with the vibrator to notice.

Then Simon had an idea. He had tried to shut the whole experience out whilst it was happening, but now that he was alone, what might happen if he tried to recall events. Emily had been lying on top of him, had been fucked, and had climaxed while lying on top of him. What had he actually felt? And just how turned on might it have made him?

He lay there and began to replay what had happened from the point that Emily had straddled him and began to massage his chest. As he thought back, Simon had a revelation. He'd been as focused on his cock and preventing it from becoming erect he had missed the slight pressure and sensation of touch from Emily's hands on his chest. It was just the faintest of a feeling, considering how firmly she had been pressing, but he had felt it. He would have grinned if he could have, more progress.

Then he thought about the lovely creature being fucked by the vibrator. He'd watched her face change from the initial shock and terror at what was happening, to the lust and excitement as she began to enjoy the sensations of the vibrator being pumped in and out of her pussy.

But what he remembered most was the look on her face as she began to climax. The deep primal groan, then the silent scream from her open mouth, her eyes rolling back in their sockets as her body began to thrash about on top of him.

Simon realised that he couldn't ever remember watching a sexual partner orgasm. Normally he was intimately involved and about to orgasm himself, to enjoy a mutual orgasm, and that often meant he had his eyes closed as his cock exploded, spewing his spunk into his willing partner.

But with Emily, he had watched every little movement that she had made. And now replaying it, he found it intensely erotic. To his amazement he could feel his cock swelling and pulsing like never before, at least since he had been in hospital. When he looked down his body, he could see the sheet moving, tenting, exactly where it should have. It was all working!

But Simon stopped there. Suddenly he was thinking logically again, he wanted to see if he could make himself cum, but if he was successful, how would he explain away the crusty stains on his gown and maybe even the sheet. He would have to wait until he was with Rachel again, as much as he was desperate to find out.

*****

A few hours later he had another visit from Jenny and Emily, but as he hoped when they walked in, they were very business-like and were in and out in a little over five minutes.

Katy and Sally came and went too, during the day, again efficiently carrying out their duties, including changing his gown and giving him a bed bath. But apart from the normal handling of his cock, he received no 'special' treatment.

Now, all he had to hope was that Rachel was back at work that evening.

*****

Although he couldn't close his eyelids, he had found that he was still able to 'sleep', doze off, be totally unaware of what was happening around him.

That must have happened as he waited for the change of shift. The next thing he remembered was a quiet squeal of excitement, followed by a hand gripping and sliding rapidly along his length.

Fear shot through him, who was handling his cock, and why were they so excited?

As his eyes began to focus on the face that wasn't looking at him, but down at the hand that held his appendage, his heart skipped a beat and began to slow.

It was Rachel, and she was alone, no Jenny or Emily. What was making her so excited was the large, firm cock that she massaged in her hand. This had obviously not happened instantly, and Simon began to wonder if this had been his equivalent of a 'morning wood', even though it had to be closer to ten in the evening, or if Rachel had been working on him for some time before he had awoken.

Either way, she was delighted to see the response she was getting out of her patient, and Simon was delighted with the response he was showing.

Then Rachel looked up into his face, her eyes glowing with lust and excitement, "Simon, you have an erection," she whispered in astonishment.

Simon tried to smile back in acknowledgement and Rachel grinned broadly, she could read his delight in this too.

"What about the rest of you?" she queried, looking for the tell-tale signs. She must have seen the disappointment in his eyes as her face fell a little too and she looked back at his stiff cock in her hand, "We're definitely gonna have to keep this secret," she suggested, then smiling added, "I know just the place to hide this so Jenny doesn't see. But I'm going to have to come back later and hide it!"

Simon was a bit confused and didn't quite understand what she was meaning.

Then Rachel released his cock and they both stared in awe as it stood proud, up out of his crotch. This was a definite and considerable improvement, and Simon immediately wondered if it had anything to do with Jenny and Emily's little escapade the previous night. If it was, then he wished they hadn't stopped!

"I think I'll just check the rest of you just now," said Rachel, as she moved to the bottom of the bed and latched on to his feet.

Starting on his right foot she began giving it a firm massage, she worked on the soles of his feet, his toes, his ankles, and to Simon's shock he was feeling her hands. He could feel the pressure, feel his muscles being squashed and deformed, then just as she was about to finish with that foot, Simon suddenly found himself curling his toes up as Rachel found a particularly sensitive part.

She gasped in shock as his toes twitched, and she repeated her touch again and Simon's toes flinched. Five minutes later and they had determined that his left foot was also getting feeling back, as these toes moved too when stimulated.

Working up his legs, Simon found patched of flesh and tissue which felt Rachel's hands, but as of yet, he had no movement ability.

Fingers and arms were similar, Simon could now feel sensations, but had no control over movement, but he hoped it might not be long.

Finally, Rachel began working on his face. Starting by massaging the muscle groups that allowed the face to be so expressive, then actually moving his jaw up and down, then tugging on his tongue, which Rachel found really funny, "We definitely need to get this working again!" she teased.

Almost as if she had a sixth sense of where Jenny was, Rachel began to complete her tasks and was just covering Simon back up when Jenny opened the door and walked in.

"Any joy....!" asked Jenny, in quite an enthusiastic voice.

2Nah, nothing," responded Rachel, trying to sound natural, "Did you do him with the vibrator, last night?" she asked innocently.

Jenny coloured slightly, Simon spotted it but Rachel was still busying about and didn't, "Yes, Emily and I gave him a good going over," Jenny replied, and Simon would have burst out laughing had he been able, 'yes, you gave Emily a good going over', he thought.

"That's great!" replied Rachel, as the pair began to head to the door, "I'll maybe use it on him later,..... if that's OK?" she suggested, and with that the door was closing behind them.

Simo watched the hands on the clock slowly go round as he waited for Rachel's return. He thought she would be wanting to return alone so obviously would need to make sure that Jenny was not likely to disturb them. It might take a while.

It was nearly ninety minutes before Rachel burst in through the door, her face grinning, but her eyes looking very serious. She moved to the side of the bed and literally yanked down the sheet and lifted Simon's gown in a single movement.

The to Simon's surprise she produced the vibrator from the pocket of her uniform, (that was not what surprised him) then climbed onto his bed to straddle his thighs, just as Emily had done. The vibrator was discarded at the side of the bed as the nurses two hands encircled his rapidly thickening cock.

"Jenny's gone 'to visit' a new young Resident Doc up in Ward 11," she began to explain, "She likes to try them all out, hopefully she'll be away for at least thirty minutes,...... her words!" she laughed, as her hands began sliding up and down Simon's shaft.

As he began to stiffen, Rachel took one hand away and from her other pocket she produced a small tube of lubricant, "Just to help things along," she grinned as she popped the lid and drizzled a small amount onto the head of his cock before beginning to smear it along his length. The coolness and the silkiness on his skin felt wonderful, and his cock actually jerked wildly as he stiffened even more.

2Good boy!" cheered Rachel, as she felt him respond, "I think you're about ready for the next stap!" she whispered, as she picked up the vibrator, switched it on, then slid it between his legs and under his balls so it was rammed up against his anus.

Two pairs of eyes shot over to his heart rate monitor as it began beeping wildly as his heart rate jumper higher than his cock, but still well within the new limits Rachel had set.

"Need to be careful with the next bit," added Rachel as she looked back at Simon's sparkling eyes, she could tell he was enjoying this, so far.

Then Simon watched in amazement as Rachel knelt up and pulled the hem of her uniform up over her hips and around her abdomen, exposing her naked pubic area, no panties, and no pubic hair, she was shaved.

Simon would have licked his lips if he could have, as Rachel's glistening labia peeked out at the top of her thighs, they were wet, she was aroused. Simon's heart rate leapt again, but still within 'safe limits'. But what was coming next?

Rachel began to shuffle up Simon's thighs, one hand remaining on his cock. Then as she flattened his cock onto his abdomen and her labia came in contact with his testicles, Rachel began to lift up, and up, and up, until she could direct the tip of his cock over her clit, and spread her labia as she searched out the opening of her vagina.

There was not going to be any teasing, that could come later. As soon as Rachel felt the head of his cock engage in her opening she was sinking down on to it, gasping and panting as it filled her up.

"Oh god, Simon!.... You're so big,.... it feels wonderful!" she gushed as she took over half of it at the first attempt. She rose up until just the glans remained inside her, then a little quicker dropped again, not stopping until she felt his wiry pubes tickling her naked labia.

"God! I didn't think I'd be able to take you all," she groaned, as she sat still allowing herself to become accustomed. Then she leant forward, her hands pressing on his pecs and she kissed him tenderly, running her tongue over his lips and gently pushing between them.

"You don't know how long I've wanted to do this," she tried to explain.

But Simon was well aware. It was virtually as long as he'd been wanting it to happen too! Far too long!

Sitting back up, Rachel now began to slide up and down on his well lubricated pole, Rachel's own copious lubrication also helping. She knew they still had limited time and Jenny could appear at any time, although unlikely. She'd also have a bit more cleaning up to do after this visit, compared to previous ones!

But she was determined she was going to get Simon to fill her pussy before she would stop too, but she had little way of knowing just when that was likely to happen, until it did.

Or so she thought!

Rachel rode him hard, it was a good gallop and along with the vibrator buzzing away on his testicles and ass hole like crazy, Simon was not going to last too long. Rachel could feel herself getting close, her pussy and nipples beginning to tingle, her breathing becoming more erratic and she more vocal.

Simon could sense these too and knew Rachel was close to climaxing, and because of him, his cock, something he never thought might be possible several weeks earlier. Knowing this, there was no way he would or could hold back, he could feel his sap rising, and quicker than ever before.

As they looked at each other, watching, as unbeknown their mutual orgasms rushed to consume them, Rachel's face looked shocked.

Right at that very instant, she also felt her pussy inundated with hot spunk as Simon's face screwed up with his pleasure and to her utter shock he grunted, "Uuurrrghghh!" as he came.

It was too much for Rachel and she exploded, her body twitching and spasming on top of Simon's, as all her nerves went crazy. She even squirted for the first time ever, not much, but she felt her own fluids splashing off Simon's groin and testicles, and she almost came again. Now she really would have something to clean up!

"Oh! My God, Simon!" gasped Rachel when she got some of her breath back, "You grunted!..... Your face, it moved!" then she laughed when she realised what she had said.

Simon tried to grin, he didn't think he'd be able to speak, but Rachel laughed again. It was the most usual grin Rachel had ever seen, but also the most beautiful. She took his face in her hands and leant down and kissed him again, more passionately this time, forcing her tongue into his mouth to 'play' with his still unresponsive tongue. There wouldn't be any talking until that appendage was working properly.

Suddenly Rachel was a bundle of movement, climbing off Simon and the bed, and beginning to get them both cleaned up. Grabbing some paper tissues, she wiped up the fluids that coated and seeped from her pussy. Then removing and switching off the vibrator, she cleaned up Simon, sucking his cock into her mouth to drain any spunk, then changing his gown, just to be on the safe side.

With this completed, Rachel sat back down on the side of the bed and took hold of his hand. Her face was beaming, "Simon, that was amazing! And I don't just mean the grunt!" she gushed, "I can't believe you were able to do that, and I do mean the grunt this time!" she laughed, "You felt amazing in my pussy," she enthused.

Simon tried to grin again, and managed to utter another small grunt, which actually brought a tear to Rachel's eyes.

"But now we need to focus on getting the rest of you working properly," she explained, "Especially your voice and your face, so you can talk to us."

She must have noticed sadness in Simon's face at that statement, and she grinned lewdly at him, "Don't worry, I'm still going to fuck you silly, if that helps you recover," she teased, and saw the 'smile' return to his face.

"So, let's get started!" she said as she lifted the vibrator and moved to his feet.

But before she could even hold them, Simon curled his toes, and Rachel squealed in delight, and more tears accompanied a few excited sobs.

"Oh! Simon!" she wailed, as she grabbed his feet and began massaging them firmly, "If all this is working, or it's just a natural improvement, I don't care,..... I'm not going to stop until you're back to normal!"

She spent nearly twenty minutes on his legs, pummelling his muscles as her hands got more and more sore and tired, but she never relented. Then she moved up to do his hands and arms and squealed again when Simon was able to move his fingers ever so slightly.

It was about five minutes later when Jenny suddenly appeared in the doorway, looking rather dishevelled and smiling like the cat that got the cream. Before she could say anything, Rachel, who was blushing slightly, blurted out, "Look what Simon can do!" and moved back down towards his feet.

Rachel looked back at Simon, "Go on, show her," she asked him, and on cue, Simon moved his toes, "He can move his fingers too," she gushed, looking excitedly at Jenny who was actually rather dumbfounded.

"Oh, my God!" Jenny replied, as she stepped forward and reached out to touch Simon's toes, "The massages are working?" she questioned hopefully.

"Well, I think they must be helping," Rachel replied, "I think we've done it!" she added.

Jenny smiled, "What about,.....?" she asked, nodding towards Simon's crotch area.

Rachel blushed slightly, hoping she wasn't going to give anything away, "I don't think so, well not yet anyway," she lied, which Jenny seemed to accept without questioning. Simon watched her and thought that perhaps the Resident Doc had satisfied her enough, for just now anyway.

"Will you help me?" asked Rachel, "I was working on his arms,.... Could you work on his face and neck?" she suggested.

Jenny didn't need to think twice and was up the other side of the bed instantly and began working on Simon's facial and neck muscles. Then intentionally, whilst Rachel was watching she bent over and kissed Simon passionately on the mouth, as Rachel had done earlier, forcing her tongue into his mouth to attack his tongue.

This time, Simon got a little bit of a shock. He could taste a saltiness on Jenny's tongue and suddenly realised that she had received a mouthful of spunk from her young doctor just before coming back to the ward. There was no way he should let on that he knew what she had been doing, not that it was likely to surprise Rachel, but it might give away the extent of his actual progress.

The two of them worked away on Simon for another ten minutes or so before Rachel began to complain that her hands were cramping from all the massage. The pair completed a few other tasks before they left, Rachel giving Simon a smile and look of longing as she pulled the door closed behind her.

Simon felt his body relax, it was one of those occasions where, if he'd been able, he'd have let out a big sigh and sunk back into his pillows and mattress of the bed. That had been the most amazing thirty minutes of his whole life, and if he was right, it might only get better.

He found out another three hours later when Rachel and Jenny reappeared in his room and once again, they began seriously working on his body, one using the vibrator as one used their hands.

"Your theory was right, Jenny," admitted Rachel, as they worked, and not wanting to take the credit for what she had been doing with Simon.

"Bur, you've spent more time with him," Jenny acknowledged. The two smiled at each other knowing it was very much a joint effort.

"When do you think we should let the others know?" asked Rachel, wondering what Jenny might propose, but all she got was a shrug of her shoulders.

"If they know he is beginning to get movement back, then they might give him more physio and OT during the day,..... try and speed things up," suggested Rachel, which they both knew was the right thing to do.

"Yeah, I suppose so," replied a dejected Jenny, then a huge grin split her face, "I'm just annoyed we didn't get his beautiful cock working first," as she reached over to lift the limp appendage from between his legs and gave it a squeeze.

"Yeah, that would have been good," agreed a slightly blushing Rachel.

*****

Nine o'clock the next morning and Simon's room was packed. Jenny and Rachel, Katy and Sally, Mr Franklin, Simon's consultant, and Dr. Hampton, the head of Occupational Therapy, who would be organising Simon's further treatment.

Rachel and Jenny explained what they had been doing to Simon, not in too much detail, and had Simon demonstrate what movement they had been able to restore. Even in the last twenty-four hours Simon had identified other areas of progress.

The two senior doctors were delighted with this progress, and Dr. Hampton quickly disappeared to organise a treatment regime for the improving patient. Mr. Franklin was also full of praise for the nursing staff, commending them on their initiative and the progress they had achieved.

*****

So, Simon started a whole new routine. Twice a day, morning and evening, Simon would receive a very extensive whole-body massage from a member of the OT team, then overnight Jenny and Rachel would continue what they had been doing.

Fortunately, just like before, Jenny blew hot and cold, and often it was only Rachel who appeared in his room.

Simon knew whether his luck was going to be in by the way Rachel entered his room. If she sauntered in slowly, chatting away to him as she did, he knew that Jenny was not too far away. However, if she appeared like a whirling dervish and began stripping off his sheet before the door had even closed, he knew his luck, and Rachel's, was in.

Soon he was able to be fully erect before Rachel could clamber over his body and guide his raging hard-on into her soppy pussy then she would ride him depending on just how she wanted it, hard and fast, or slow and gentle, and everything in between. Whichever way she took him, it was ecstasy for them both.

Simon loved learning all the little tricks that Rachel used to tip herself over the edge. She was using him as a means to make herself climax, and if they were really lucky, she could have three before Simon would grunt and unload unto her welcoming pussy.

All this time Simon's physio was progressing well. His facial muscles were nearly back to full use so he could express himself much more easily that way, but his tongue and throat muscles, those more important to speech were just a little bit further behind. However, his grunts were improving.

His legs and arms had received a lot of attention, and he could now demonstrate a little independent movement in both. All involved in his treatment hoped that it would not be too long before they would be trying to make him stand to regain his strength in his legs.

Rachel was even more pleased at how much movement Simon had in his hands. As soon as her patient demonstrated that he could make a fist, Rachel had another exercise for him. When she was able to be alone with him, she began to lift his hands up to her breasts, holding them there, so he could close his fingers around her firm supple flesh and massage her sensitive globes, as she continued to rise and fall on his hard powerful shaft. It made their sessions much more natural and the added stimulus they both received heightened their pleasure and the speed at which they climaxed.

Within another week Simon was sitting upright during the day. He had been given exercises to do himself as he sat there, working on his core and his limbs, and they were highly effective. He was making astonishing progress and even his grunts and groans were beginning to take the shape of proper words.

At the end of each daytime shift, Katy and Sally would slide him down onto his back so he could sleep. But as soon as they had left him, he began to slowly lever himself back up into a sitting position. He did this because he now loved when Rachel came rushing in, desperate to fuck him, and she would climb on board, her breasts now right in front of his face and he could feast on them as she bounced on his flagpole. His tongue now able to sweep and flick over her turgid nipples.

Sometimes he would remain lying down and when Rachel entered his room she would smile as she knew what he wanted. Again, she would climb on board, but this time she would swing her leg over his face as she took up a sixty-nine position, lowering her pussy onto his face whilst she swallowed his cock. Simon and his tongue quickly learned just how to lick and suck on her labia and clit, driving his young nurse crazy as she moaned and wailed on his cock. Inevitably, they soon ended up squirting their fluids into each other's mouths.

When at last Simon did have much of his speech restored, he was inundated with medical staff who questioned him endlessly about his illness and his recovery. Most still believed that it was some tropical disease that had nearly killed him, something he couldn't confirm nor deny. But, it was his recovery, and understanding what had brought him out of his paralysis, that was of greatest interest.

In this Simon explained how he had been conscious of everything, at all times, even though totally unresponsive. He sung the praise of his nursing staff, in particular Jenny and Rachel, who had begun his massage and vibrational treatment, at their own initiative. He did miss out the first few sessions where most of the massage was focused on his cock!

For Jenny, she soaked up the praise and acknowledgement that she received, enjoying the adulation. Rachel didn't bother, she had got something much greater, the love of a wonderful man.

The day Simon was released from hospital and returned to his home, Rachel handed in her notice and moved in with him. Ostensibly, she would become his full-time nurse until he was fully recovered and back to work. She still had a lot of work to do, and that started the minute she walked in through Simon's door.

Within seconds she had stripped off her clothes and taken her patient by the hand and led him through to the bedroom. This time she lay down on the bed and spread her legs wide as Simon stripped of his clothes.

As he climbed between her spread thighs, Rachel welcomed him with open arms.

"Fuck me, Simon," she whispered, as he lay down on top of her, his cock literally on autopilot, finding her opening and gliding home.

There was no rush this time, Jenny wasn't likely to come through the door!