A Handy Mate To Have - Part 2
Posted: October 22nd, 2024, 7:20 pm
Poor Doug was still languishing in the hospital, so it was time to cheer him up again. The evening was dark already and the weather was atrocious, still bucketing it down. It took a little while to decide what to wear for my fun and his pleasure.
Having made up my mind I put on a black rubber leotard type body suit with back zip and a hole in the front that my cock and balls fed through. Then I slipped my socked feet into my black rubber jeans. Over the leotard I donned a black rubber jacket with a mandarin collar, that is lined with light blue rubber. After lacing up my Dr Martin boots, I topped it all off with my knee length thick black rubber mac with a hood and fastens with a full-length zip. It also has nice deep pockets of slightly thinner rubber.
After a short windswept sloshy drive, I arrived at the hospital and found a parking space that was not close at all to the main entrance. It seems no one wanted to be far away in this weather. In the hospital car park before getting out of my car I unzipped my black rubber jeans and took out my cock and balls from their rubber confinement. Then with the hood up, made my way slowly to the main entrance. The walk was slow and deliberate with my hands slid into the deep rubber pockets. My right hand gently massaging the swollen head of my very erect cock and my left hand fondling my balls, with the soft smooth rubber of the pocket as I trudged along with a big smile on my face. It’s always exciting doing this knowing what you are doing but no one else is aware of it.
The door to his private room was slightly ajar and I could hear his tv going. I pushed the door all the way open and strutted in. Doug was laying down, his leg no longer elevated, but he had his head elevated this time. With a big smile he said, “well hallo stranger, you’re grinning like a Cheshire cat”. I pushed the door almost closed and went right up to the edge of his bed. So close my rubber mac was up against the bed side rails. “So what are you wearing now?” He asked, “That’s not PVC like you had on last time.” I pushed the lever and lowered the side rail. “Move over this way as far as you can and I’ll let you see” I replied. He managed to shuffle over so his head was just inches from my rubber mac. He stroked the front of my rubber mac and smiled because he had found the tip of my cock.
Having made up my mind I put on a black rubber leotard type body suit with back zip and a hole in the front that my cock and balls fed through. Then I slipped my socked feet into my black rubber jeans. Over the leotard I donned a black rubber jacket with a mandarin collar, that is lined with light blue rubber. After lacing up my Dr Martin boots, I topped it all off with my knee length thick black rubber mac with a hood and fastens with a full-length zip. It also has nice deep pockets of slightly thinner rubber.
After a short windswept sloshy drive, I arrived at the hospital and found a parking space that was not close at all to the main entrance. It seems no one wanted to be far away in this weather. In the hospital car park before getting out of my car I unzipped my black rubber jeans and took out my cock and balls from their rubber confinement. Then with the hood up, made my way slowly to the main entrance. The walk was slow and deliberate with my hands slid into the deep rubber pockets. My right hand gently massaging the swollen head of my very erect cock and my left hand fondling my balls, with the soft smooth rubber of the pocket as I trudged along with a big smile on my face. It’s always exciting doing this knowing what you are doing but no one else is aware of it.
The door to his private room was slightly ajar and I could hear his tv going. I pushed the door all the way open and strutted in. Doug was laying down, his leg no longer elevated, but he had his head elevated this time. With a big smile he said, “well hallo stranger, you’re grinning like a Cheshire cat”. I pushed the door almost closed and went right up to the edge of his bed. So close my rubber mac was up against the bed side rails. “So what are you wearing now?” He asked, “That’s not PVC like you had on last time.” I pushed the lever and lowered the side rail. “Move over this way as far as you can and I’ll let you see” I replied. He managed to shuffle over so his head was just inches from my rubber mac. He stroked the front of my rubber mac and smiled because he had found the tip of my cock.