Young Male Nurse Fantasy Part 2

His name is James ... and after leaving work the day he was discharged I made it my business to Google Map his address in relation to my home address; he didn't live far. My heart raced thinking about our intimate moment in his hospital room and how we both acknowledged it afterward with no awkwardness. Somehow, it was natural and I felt as if I'd known James all my life and that somehow we were destined to be best friends. I called him on the phone ... he answered with some trouble as he was still a bit trussed up in a case and bandages; honestly I was surprised he had been discharged. 

He was happy to hear from me and after some stumbling he asked if I might consider coming over to help him get settled as I had offered. Naturally I said yes and was out the door so fast you'd have thought my butt was on fire! He told me to just come in when I arrived and that his door was unlocked. I entered and found him resting uncomfortably in his living room and I immediately set about helping him moved and supported into a far better position. 

With the "helping nurse" business concluded, we both sat in silence; I anticipated "the conversation" where he said our intimate moment was a terrible mistake and that he had regrets. Instead, he broke the ice by asking if I felt as embarrassed in this present moment as he did. I told him again that I'd never felt anything towards another male ... that I'd had several girlfriends and enjoyed intimacy with all of them. Further I shared that I was confused because ... well ... I still had a strange interest in him ... and I halted fearing that I'd said too much plus I could feel the blush in my face. 

"Sam," he said ... "I am having the same feelings," and .. well ... he told me that he couldn't stop thinking about the moment we shared and how it was the most honest bit of intimacy he has experienced. He too had been with several women and one that he thought was "the one" but things just fizzled out. Our conversation went something like this:

James: If you want to leave, I will understand. Part of me thinks that would be for the best.

Me: Ummm ... (whispering) I don't want to leave. I want to be friends ... and ... well .. I couldn't go on ... I was too embarrassed over what I wanted to say.

James: Sam ... I don't want you to go ... I ... I want to feel that intimacy again. I've never felt anything like it and it scares me ... YOU scare me ... but I don't want you to go. 

Me: dry mouth. Speechless. All I could to was stare at his face .. but I also had a huge smile plastered on my face and ... well ... yeah I was starting to become aroused. I wanted to repeat our intimate moment ... I wanted to explore MORE. Without thinking, I shifted because my now fully erect penis was getting tangled in my underwear and one of my balls was getting pinched. 

James: Stay with me? I want to talk and ....