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caught in a trap

Summary:

It's humiliating, winding up in the hospital because your dick got stuck inside your son's ass. But perhaps it's not all so bad, given how the cute twinky nurse can't stop looking at the two of you.

Notes:

basically this started out as a scenario i posted to baraag this morning but i liked the idea so much that i thought i'd post it to ao3, especially as i contemplate continuing it into a full-fledged story.

i usually don't write in 2nd person but that's just how the idea came to me. it's not meant to be a reader-insert, i do have a clear picture in my head of what the dad looks like and i may describe him as such down the line, but hey, if you wanna picture yourself in this scenario, i can't stop you.

also though i initially refer to the son as the main character's "baby boy", i picture him as like 7-8 years old. i know i have written todcon but this isn't one of those stories.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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Oh, the embarrassment of winding up in the hospital because your cock was just a little too big for your baby boy and you got stuck. The nurses covered your waists but everyone knows what you two have done just based on the position you're in.

You can see one male nurse - a young, skinny fellow, probably just old enough to pass as an older brother for your little boy - blushing profusely as he tries to avoid staring directly at the blue sheet that protects your modesty.

It almost turns you on even more, the way he seems so flustered, struggling to even look you in the eyes as he asks you questions about how you ended up in this situation. At first, you try to speak generally, in very professional terms, but the deep red blush that colors the man's fair skin soon pulls you back into that same vulgarity you'd used on your son just a few short hours ago.

It's when you let the word "cock" fall from your lips that the man visibly shakes and you come to realize that you probably just made him cream his pants. A sense of satisfaction settles deep into your gut at the thought and you smirk towards the man even as doctors start to swarm in to resolve your "little" issue.

Later, when you're finally separated from your boy and the nurse returns to check on you, you slip him your number on a hospital napkin.

He insists that it's "highly inappropriate" so you just grin and joke about what's appropriate now that you've been exposed for fucking your own son. The comment has the nurse's gaze flicking back over to your son sleeping soundly in his bed, and you can see that dark blush returning to his face. Your own gaze flicks downward and you swear you could see his cock twitch in his scrubs.

"Call me," you insist, and this time, when the nurse looks at you again, he nods.