When I began at the shelter, I was assigned to work with a 45 year old black man named Marcus Jackson, but everyone called him Big Mark, for a reason that would soon become apparent to us. Marcus had badly burned both of his hands and forearms while helping to save some other people who were trapped in a burning building near the place that he lived on the street. Because of the bandages and the need to keep his hands and arms clean, he was unable to use the bed pan and urinal by himself and he also needed help being bathed. His bandages also needed to be changed everyday, and I think that is why I was assigned to take care of this particular man. When Ed and I met Marcus on that first night, I noticed that he was about 6’ tall and 145 pounds, and although not sickly in appearance, he was still very lean and weathered, no doubt due to his many years on the street. He was also very clean and had on a clean hospital-type gown, due to the excellent care he was receiving at the shelter.
After the initial introductions, he let us know that it was the evening for his sponge bath, which they gave the men every other day. Since I was the one with the nursing experience, Ed kind of stepped to the side of the room and let me do my thing. I asked Marcus to lean forward so I could remove his gown and he was soon sitting there naked in front of me, except that he still had the sheet over his lap area. I got a pan of warm, soapy water and a wash cloth and began to wash his upper torso. I then dried his back and chest and asked him to lie back in the bed so I could wash his mid-section and legs. When I pulled back the sheet, I was surprised to see a very long and thick circumcised cock lying across his thigh, and he also had a very large set of balls that were hanging down on the bed. In all of my years of nursing, I have seen probably thousands of nude men and women, but it was usually in an emergency room situation where everyone was focused on treating the trauma, and no one really paid any attention to the person’s genitals. But here I was in this non-emergency setting, where Marcus was stable and just needed sustaining care, and I was mesmerized by the size of his cock. His cock must have been at least nine inches long and was almost as thick as a soda can, and it was still soft.
Marcus must have seen some hunger in my eyes when he saw me looking at his cock, because he did get a slight smile on his face. Ed had moved closer to the bed to offer his help, and he also seemed to have a hunger when he saw the size of that cock. I tried to act as if there was nothing unusual going on and I continued to wash his genital area, and when it came time to wash his cock and the thigh it was lying on, I gently lifted it with my hand and washed it clean. His cock was heavy in my hand, and I could swear that I felt it twitch a little as I held it up. We then rolled Marcus over in the bed to wash the back of his legs and his ass, and when I came up to the top of his thighs; his very large balls were resting between his legs. I continued washing his balls and the crack of his ass, and then we dried him off and put a clean gown on him. I then changed the bandages on his hands and arms, and by the time I was finished with that, he indicated that he needed to pee. I brought the urinal over to Marcus while Ed stepped to the side again, and I lifted his soft, yet heavy meat and moved the mouth of the urinal over it. I continued to hold the base of his cock as he pissed a very strong stream into the vessel, and I couldn’t help but be a little bit aroused as I felt the vibrations of his piss as it spewed into the urinal. Ed was still standing to the side of the room and behind me, and while Marcus was pissing, he looked into my eyes and smiled, seemingly knowing that I was maybe just a little too appreciative of his endowment. Our time was up for this first meeting, so we said our goodbyes and headed home.