Nurse Redheart sighed in frustration as she looked at the mountain of unreviewed and incomplete medical forms on her desk. “Oh, man… I’m going to need some help with this, otherwise I’ll be here all day… Why did Coach Iron Will think it was a good idea for his classes to play tackle football?” She thought about who she could call, and smiled as she realized who would be able to help her. “Thunderlane! He’s the Sports Medicine teacher, he must have to do these for the teams all the time!” She smiled as she walked out of her claustrophobically small office and headed for the Sports Med classroom. She stopped at the door and knocked quietly, her sing-song voice calling out to her fellow school-medic. “Thunderlane? It’s Nurse Redheart, I need some help.”

“Come on in, Red.” She heard a young, masculine voice call from inside the room. She gracefully swung the door open and greeted her colleague as she walked towards his desk.

“Hey, Thunderlane. Sorry to stop by unannounced, but Coach Will decided that it’d be a good idea to introduce one of his classes to tackle football, and I’m up to my neck in paperwork; I was wondering if you had some time to come and help me with it.” She smiled at her friend while she explained the situation, a small blush on her face.

Thunderlane smiled back, also giving a confident nod. “Of course, Red. I’d never say no to a friend. Plus, I don’t have any classes to teach today. Lead the way.” He got up from the chair he was sitting in, and followed the admittedly cute nurse to her office. As Nurse Redheart led the way to her office, Thunderlane followed behind her, and his youthful, perverted eyes couldn’t help but notice her large rump bouncing with each of her steps.

They soon arrived at the Nurse’s office, and upon seeing the huge pile of medical records, Thunderlane’s eyes widened noticeably. “Woah… That, uh… That’s a lot of papers…”

“Yeah… sorry, I should’ve told you that there were that many.” Redheart said with a tired laugh.

“Well I guess we’d better get started if we wanna finish by lunch.” Thunderlane said with a smile. They both set to work as they began to organize the one large pile into several smaller, neater ones. As they began to set to work, one of the piles fell and Redheart gasped. “Oh, no!” She said as she bent down to pick them up.

Thunderlane turned to help her, but he was stopped in his tracks as soon as he saw Nurse Redheart’s exposed cleavage. ‘Oh, man.’ He thought to himself as his perverted mind forced him to continue his stare that was intensely fixated on Redheart’s robust rack. As he continued to stare, he began to sweat around his collar, and his hands began to shake slightly, afraid that he would be caught in the act. He quickly leaned down to help Redheart pick up the papers, and did his best, and failed multiple times, to focus on anything but the large breasts hanging in front of his face. The two medical experts eventually managed to pick up and reorganized the papers, and when they came back up, Redheart noticed that Thunderlane seemed rather flushed.

“Are you alright, Thunderlane?” Redheart asked the young sports medic.

“Huh, me? Yeah, I’m fine, I’m fine, perfectly fine, just uh, I was leaning down for a little too long and the blood rushed to my head, I guess.” Thunderlane replied, tripping over his words multiple times in the process.

“Oh, okay.” Redheart replied with a shrug. “Well, let’s get back to work, yeah?”

The rest of the day went on with no other events involving exposed skin, but Thunderlane went home that night thinking about the two massive mounds on Redheart’s chest.

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The next morning, Thunderlane injured his groin during his morning jog. He slowly made his way home in pain, showered away his sweat, and drove to the school. As soon as he arrived, he figured he should go to Nurse Redheart so she could treat it. He limped a bit as he walked, and when he got to the nurse’s office, he knocked twice. “Hey, Red?” He called out, “It’s Thunderlane. I’m in need of some help…”

“Oh, come on in, Thunderlane!” He heard a motherly voice call from the other side. He limped in with a grimace of pain adorning his handsome, youthful face.

“Hey, Red… Sorry to barge in like this…” Thunderlane said as he walked towards

“Barge in, what do you-oh, you’re limping!” Redheart said with a concerned look on her face, shocked by Thunderlane’s pained walk as she turned in her chair to look at him. “Is everything alright; did something happen?”

“Yeah… I think I strained my groin while jogging this morning…Ow!” Thunderlane gasped in pain as he took a rather painful step, almost falling, but finding the strength to tense his bad leg in order to stay upright.
“Oh, be careful, dear!” Redheart said sympathetically, holding her hands over her mouth, visibly nervous for her colleague’s injury. “Go ahead and follow me into the treatment center, and walk slowly.” She instructed as she led a crippled Thunderlane to a room much larger than her office which looked identical to a doctor’s examination room, complete with a cushioned, raised area where a patient could sit on to be evaluated and treated. “We need to take an ultrasound in the injured area to make sure your hip flexor isn’t injured as well… I’m really sorry, but you’re going to have to, um… strip down.” She said as she began to blush.

“O-okay... “ Thunderlane said, his cheeks also a burning red as he took his jeans off and sat on the cushioned area. “Is this alright?” He asked as he rolled up the leg of his briefs, exposing his injured thigh. Redheart blushed even more and shook her head.

“I’m afraid not… I need to get the inner groin as well if I’m going to get a full ultrasound… I’m gonna need you to take off your briefs as well…”

“Oh, uh… A-Alright…” The young man complied with shaky hands, stripping his boxers and enabling the sexy medic to see him in all his glory. She couldn’t help but lick her lips at the luscious sight.

“Okay, good… now, I’ll begin the ultrasound…” She put some gel on the brush hooked up to the ultrasound machine, and the brush began to vibrate. She massaged the gel into his inner thigh and groin, whilst looking at the projector on the screen to see the status of the muscle. Because Redheart was looking elsewhere, she didn’t notice she eventually ran the brush over Thunderlane’s cock, which quickly became rock hard from the pleasurable feeling. He eventually spoke up, fighting to hold back moans.

“U-Uh… Red…?”

This caught the woman’s attention, her head snapped back to look at her friend, and then down… To the hard phallus she was massaging. “Ah! Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” She moved the brush away and back to his thigh. She found it hard to focus, with the eight-inch shaft of throbbing flesh in the corner of her peripheral vision, but she made due. They didn’t speak until the ultrasound was done. She looked up at him with a blush. “That… isn’t gonna go down, is it?”

”I-I guess not… Sorry about this…” Thunderlane replied with a heavy blush.

“W-Well… What if I helped you?”

“What?!”

She moved the gel-covered brush to his cock again, making him moan. Red was speaking while keeping her focus on his hard-on. “The brush felt good, right? It’s my fault that you’re like this anyway. It’s my responsibility to get rid of it.”

“But Red, are you sure you… Oh, god!~” Thunderlane moaned louder, beginning to buck his hips as the brush was quickly bringing him to orgasm.

Redheart giggled and set the brush to a higher intensity. “It does feel good, doesn’t it? Mmmmm, it looks like it does.~”

“Ah! R-Red, I’m going to…!” Thunderlane couldn’t finish his sentence in time. He gave a loud grunt and bucked his hips one final time as his load shot up into the air, landing on Redheart’s gloved hand and his sweaty abs. Before he could think about what had just happened, he felt a pair of full, warm lips on his. He threw caution to the wind and kissed back. After a while they separated and he looked into his new lover’s eyes. “Did you, like, plan this?”

She giggled and kissed him again. “No, silly. I guess it’s good that it did happen though.” She leaned in more to nibble Thunderlanes ear before whispering, “Next time you get ‘injured’, I promise I’ll patch you up good!”

Author's Notes:

Well, finally this collection gets an update. Big ups to Ringmaster1336, for coming up with this unique idea, and for being the co-author on this story. You rock, bro!

As always, I hope you enjoyed this story, and there's more to come, so stay tuned!

Deuces, guys!