Incest/Taboo Miracle Cream

Celeste heard footsteps approaching, pressing her finger to her lips. Seeing Jairo's confused look on his face as she waved him over. "Just listen," Celeste whispered real low to her husband and her daughters.

"Shame. But I guess falling on a jellyfish is the next best thing for a would-be rapist."

"You're sisters are lucky to have a brother that would go through this for them." Celeste nodded when Zoe's and Dayana's eyes flew wide when they heard the doctor speak those words. She could see the pride in Jairo's eyes at that as well.

"Yeah, you would think." She could see how those words stung Zoe and Dayana.

"Okay, Cory, I'm going to start suturing you now. You're going to feel some discomfort, please try not to move."

"Sure thing, Doc." Feeling Jairo's hand taking hold of her arm as Celeste quickly turned to head back into that room when they heard her son's whimper of pain. Knowing she was about to rush in there and take hold of their son's head and bury his face in her 32D bosom. Yet, Jairo knew she would just distract the doctor from his task.

"Just hang in there," the nurse said, comforting Cory.

"That better, Cory?" the doctor asked injecting him with another shot, when it appeared the local had worn off faster than he had suspected it would.

"Much," Cory nodded.

"Okay, we're all done, that wasn't so bad, was it?" the nurse asked, leaning over not realizing her hand was far too high on his left thigh or that her scrub top was hanging open given Cory a peek at her very sexy blue bra.

"Can you finish up here for me?" the doctor asked, looking at the nurse when he was being paged to another patient's room.

"Of course, doctor," the woman nodded. Finally realizing something was on the rise, her eyes darted to Cory who had a bashful grin on his face. Taking a quick peek beneath the sheet, "Oh. My. Word," she muttered low before lowering the sheet. Quickly walking around his bed, holding up her hand to stop Cory's family from entering. "The patient needs to be bathed to keep his wounds from being infected. I'll have to ask you all to wait out here," the nurse said, before closing and locking the room door. Stopping in her tracks at the taut peek of the sheet that greeted her. Whispering: 'Holy fuck!' at the sight.

"I don't normally do this..." Her tongue grew still as she watched that covered cock flex.

Cory peered down into her eyes as she rapidly bobbed her head on his pole. He began to wonder just how many women would be jumping on his cock thanks to that cream. Not that he was complaining. Far from it, he just never thought he'd be getting a blowjob in a hospital. "Going to cum," Cory warned as watching how she aimed his cock at the kidney dish where the soiled wipes had been placed. Watching her eyes widen as his cum just flooded the dish. Hearing her chuckle as she shook her head, knowing she would have been drowning in his cum if she tried to swallow it all.

"Let's get you washed up," the nurse said, as her nipples pressed against her scrub top and her arousal filling the air as she set about her task. "If you're here tonight when I start my shift. I'll ride that cock of yours," she whispered heatedly into Cory's ear. Pulling up his sheet to hide his now satisfied cock. Something she hoped to get to experience tonight.

Cory watched that tight little ass swaying as she walked towards the door. Winking at him before unlocking it, and pushing the tray out of the room before his family quickly filed in. Looking at the shorts in the plastic bag from the local food mart then to his father's hands. Groaning, knowing he wasn't going to be able to do a damn thing for himself for a very long time.

"Oh, my, God, Cory!" Dayana gasped at the sight of her brother.

"Yeah, I'm monstrous," Cory stated peering down at his chest. "Umm... so, like can you all leave? I can't really get out of bed right now to dress."

"Why?" Cassy asked, perplex.

"Well, hello, Pixie, as you can guess I'm kind of naked beneath this sheet unless you want to see me in the buff," Cory said, shooting Cassy a pointed look.

"Whatever, isn't like I haven't seen a cock before," Cassy said, rolling her eyes and calling his bluff.

"Alright, did warn you, mind getting my shorts out, I would but..." Holding up his hands to show his father how limited he was at the moment with his hands.

"I couldn't find any of your underwear..."

"Don't wear any anymore," Cory said, as his father sat the bag on his bed, swinging his legs over the edge of it while keeping his groin covered by the sheet. Seeing Cassy's smirk on her lips when he did that. "Do me a favor and close your eyes, except Pixie." Watching Cassy's jaw drop at the chubby he was sporting right then once his family did as he asked. Mouthing: 'It's not even hard' before covering back up. Smiling wickedly at her as her stunned look had yet to leave her face when he told his family they could open their eyes.

"This brings back memories," Jairo joked as he helped Cory get his shorts on.

"We so have to stop meeting like this," Cory retorted, as he stood up to allow his father to pull his shorts up to his waist.

"Let me tie that for you, Cory," Zoe said, quickly stepping up to him as Jairo got his shirt out from the bag. "Is it too tight?" she asked when she tied a bow knot in the drawstring of his shorts.

"Nah, it's good, at least I won't be mooning people when I walk down the hall," Cory jested. "Who would have thought at eighteen I'd be reduced back to toddler age," he muttered as his father held out his shirt for him as he slid his arms through the sleeves before easing his arms up, his time healing from his fractured ribs taught him to plan his movements as slow as he could so he wouldn't pop a stitch or staple and incur unwanted pain. As the fabric slid down his chest another knock came upon the door. It was another nurse with a small paper pill cup and an equally small glass of water to wash the pills down.

"The pills are strong so you might sleep a lot for the first few days," she instructed before handing Celeste the prescriptions the doctor had written for Cory. One for antibiotics and another for the pain. "The doctor will be back around lunch time, he'll check on you again, if everything is okay, you'll be on your way home before one," she said, in a kind tone as she closed the door behind her.

"Well, that solves that," Cory said, lowering himself gently back onto the bed. "I get why they came, family and all that, but why did you?" he inquired looking at Cassy.

"I came," feeling her cheeks heat when she noted the smirk in his eyes, "to thank you for defending my mom last night," Cassy said, sincerely. "Plus your sisters and I were going to go shopping, after seeing you of course."

"Ah. Go on, go have fun. No reason for you two to be stuck in a hospital," Cory said, hiding the throbbing pain he felt in his chest. Then again, it was manageable. It hurt far less than two fractured ribs. As weird as that sounded to him.

"You sure? We don't mind waiting until you're released and back home," Dayana said, stepping forward.

Cory noted a look in his sister's eyes that he just couldn't discern what the meaning of it was. "Hey, do what you want," Cory shrugged. Scooting back onto the bed in case the pills hit him hard. "So... what happened to those assholes anyway?" Noting how Zoe and Dayana moved towards the foot of the bed and slipped his shoes onto his feet. It was rather disturbing to him. Shaking his head when they asked if it was too tight for him.

"Well, you remember you pointed at the man that stabbed you?" Jairo asked, to which Cory shook his head. He remembered being stabbed but not that part. "Well, he is being charged with attempted mur*er, assault with a deadly weapon, assault, and loads of Ra*e charges, the other two are being charged with assault, attempted manslaughter and their own loads of Ra*e charges. That's what the detective told me when he called me this morning after your mom did," he said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"How did they get Ra*e charges?" Cory asked, in confusion.

"The one that was holding you while that man..." Fighting himself to control the tremble of his voice thinking he was watching his own son die in his arms last night, "copped to everything, sung like a canary the moment the police handcuffed him. They raided the little bungalow they were renting and found hordes of evidence of the women they had raped. The detective in charge of the case thinks the DNA they'll get from them will match the ones they got from the women who had raped kits done on them. So there's no telling how many people they've done that to or for how long."

Again, Cory noted the look in Dayana's eyes, as well as Zoe's, when he glanced at them. Something felt off. Something he just couldn't put his finger on.

"How's your stomach feeling?" Celeste asked, lowering herself down onto the other side of the bed.

"Well, can't have fried foods for a week, no tacos either. I do like me a taco," Cory said, catching Cassy glancing at his crotch who turned her head quickly away. "But these, I'm really worried about." Holding up his hands, he knew at least for the next two weeks he's going to be useless with them.

"I can take care of him... it'll give me credit for my nursing degree," Cassy said, speaking up.

"Oh? I think she'll try to poison me," Cory whispered to his father as the pills began to kick in. Lowering his animosity towards his family for a limited time.

"How rude?!" Cassy huffed with a stomp.

"Don't you have classes during the day?" Zoe asked, looking over at her.

"I can talk to my teachers and see if I can't get switched over to the late afternoon classes, at least until his hands have healed enough for Cory to gain some function back into them. I'll probably need a copy of his discharge papers to show that he needs a day nurse until one of you gets home," Cassy said, looking around the room. "Then when you are, I'll just slip out and head off to class. Durham isn't that far from UNC or my house so the commute will be short and sweet."

"Talk to your mother first and let us discuss it with Cory. Alright?" Jairo uttered from over his shoulder. Not seeing how Cassy was taunting Cory as she tapped her tongue ring against her teeth, nor how she turned around showing off her taut ass to him and giving it a little shake. It might have gotten a rise out of Cory if his pills hadn't chosen that time to fully hit him.

"Fuck..." Cory muttered before dropping like a stone.

Cory was jolted awake when he felt something on his chest. "Relax, Cory, I'm just checking on you, seeing how the sutures are holding up." Cory heard the doctor's voice, yet his vision was still blurry. "I'm going to lean you forward just a bit." He offered no resistance, then again, in his drug induced high, he really couldn't if he tried.

"Son of a'!" Cory's mind was quickly cleared as that cold metal touched his skin. "That's a wake me up."

"Sorry about that," the doctor stated with a light chuckle. "I need you to breathe deeply for me and hold it just like last time. Good, good, how's the chest?" he asked, gently helping Cory to lay back down.

"Great?! Whatever that was, out like a light," Cory said, with a wide drug fueled grin on his lips.

"Yeah," chuckling, "Demerol does do that. Use it sparingly," he said, looking over at Celeste and Jairo who nodded in understanding.

"What's Demerol?" Cory asked, quizzically.

"Morphine, basically," the doctor said, with a light hearted smile on his lips. "Well, Cory, your chest sounds good, I don't hear any fluid build-up. I think we can get you out of here and back home."

"Sweet. Although, I don't think I can rent a lobster costume on such short notice to terrorize the beach," Cory joked, moving his fingers that were functional, like miniature pinchers. Earning him a chuckle from the doctor and his father at the display.

"Doctor, when will we need to take him to see our family doctor to have a checkup?" Celeste asked, laying her hand on Cory's right forearm.

"You're not locals?"

"No," shaking his head, "we were here on vacation, just arrived here yesterday," Jairo said, wondering why he saw a slight sadness in the man's eyes.

"Ah, man, you must've really drawn the short straw, huh?" the doctor said, hiding that he had been planning on trying to seduce Celeste to his bed.

"Tell me about it," Cory groaned.

"Do you have your primary physician's email?" the man asked, closing Cory's file and tucking it beneath his arm. Quickly scribbling down the email address for their family doctor on his prescription pad. "I'll have Cory's file emailed to your doctor by the end of my shift. I would suspect your doctor will want to see Cory whenever you return home so he or she can do their own work up and check on his healing. I'll go start his discharge papers."

"What's his deal?" Jairo whispered low.

"Oh, he's been checking out Mom like crazy, I think you know what I mean," Cory said truthfully, smacking his lips, rolling his tongue in his mouth at how strange it felt.

Jairo looked over at his wife who just shrugged her shoulders like it wasn't anything new. "Want to go scratch that one off the list?" Jairo whispered into his wife's ear. Knowing she's always wanted to fuck a doctor.

"Here?! Now?" Celeste replied in the same low tone. Seeing Cory starting to fall back asleep.

"Go," flicking his hand at her, "isn't like I'm going anywhere at the moment," Cory mumbled before slipping back into his fog of haze and then sleep altogether.

Twenty minutes later Celeste could be seen slipping out of one of the empty patient rooms with Jairo right behind her after she had thanked the good doctor for taking care of her son. Which she left panting for breath as he rested against the bed. Glad she always had a roll of condoms on her for this very reason. Although, it wasn't as great as she thought it would be. She even said so as she snuggled up to her husband when they ambled back down to the floor Cory was on. It did, however, relieve some of the stress she had been feeling since last night.

"I want to talk to you about something," Jairo said, as the doors of the elevator rolled closed.

"I don't know Jairo; do you really think he'll go for it?" Celeste asked, once they stepped out of the cab.

"We won't know unless we ask," Jairo said, as he held his wife close as they walked towards their son's room. A smile formed on his lips as he noticed his son sleeping peacefully. His mind flashing back to when Cory was six, and he would find himself standing in his son's bedroom doorway just watching his son dreaming his little dreams. He knew how close they came to losing him last night. He was determined to at least fix some of the problems between them before that ever happened again. He didn't want to go to his grave knowing he and his son were still at odds with one another.

"He's so peaceful," Celeste sighed in a loving tone. As she watched the gentle rise and fall of her son's chest. Five minutes later a nurse knocked on the door and pushed a wheelchair into the room as per the rules of the hospital. "Cory? Cory, wake up," she said sweetly into her son's ear.

"Five more minutes," Cory mumbled.

"It's time to go, son, the hospital is releasing you," Celeste said, with a gentle shake of his right shoulder.

"So did the doctor ring the bell?" Cory asked, in a lazily, groggy drawl.

"I wouldn't put it like that," Celeste replied trying not to smile. She knew it was the drugs influence that they were conversing like this. Where they were actually talking like mother and child. How she loved it! "It was... adequate."

"That doesn't sound good, does it sound good?" Cory asked, looking at his father as Jairo and Celeste helped him to the wheelchair.

"No, it doesn't," Jairo agreed.

"Guess dear ol' dad is just going to have to step up, huh?" Cory chuckled more so to himself than the two of them.

"I had planned on it," Jairo said, flashing his wife a smile who was blushing madly at how the two of them were talking.

"Good... because I don't think I'd..." Instantly falling back asleep the moment they got him into the wheelchair.

"I got ya, buddy," Jairo said, lifting his son's legs by his knees and lowering the foot rests down before resting Cory's feet lightly upon them.

Cory jolted awake as they pushed him into the elevator. "Where's Pixie, Zoe, and Dayana?" he asked, finally.

"They went shopping," Celeste said, resting her hand on Cory's left shoulder as they rode the elevator down to the ground floor. "You were pretty out of it, so they decided to hit the shops so they could be back when you got back to the beach house."

"Sorry, didn't mean to ruin your vacation..."

"Our vacation, Cory, ours," Jairo said, in a fatherly voice as he stood behind Cory. "Plus, who said anything about it being ruined? You took on three men, who had very wicked plans and you didn't give in. I'm proud of you," he whispered into his son's hair. Keeping the fact that he knew the real reason he did to himself.

"Can I get a lobster suit?" Cory asked in his drug induced high.

"Not a chance," Celeste said, fighting back her laughter at the pout Cory was doing.

"Spoilsports."

"I'll get the Explore," Celeste said, taking the keys from Jairo.

"Something the matter son?" Jairo asked, watching Cory tilting his head to the side as Celeste walked off.

"Does she do that on purpose?" Cory asked, aloud, when in reality it was meant to be in his head.

"Yeah," his eyes falling on where his son was looking, "she likes to tease a lot," Jairo said, watching the sway of his wife's ass. Winking at Celeste when she glanced back only to see that smile widening when she noted where their son was starring.

"Like for everyone?"

"Nah, just those she wants to... fuck," Jairo said, his own smile lifting the corners of his lips at his son's chuckle at his use of the word fuck. "Can I ask you something, Cory?"

"Hmm?" Cory hummed.

"Why did you sleep with Zoe?"

"To help her get back at her cheating ex, and so that he would leave her alone, which he isn't. He just won't take that their over," Cory said, looking up when Jairo squeezed his shoulder.

"And have you been with Dayana?"

"Yeah," Cory admitted.

"Why?"

"Because she's never had an orgasm before. At least not during sex or that's what she told me."

"Really?!" Jairo said, flabbergasted. He just couldn't believe his eldest never had an orgasm before. "Damn, didn't know there were such lame ass fucks out there."

"Happens, I guess," Cory shrugged his shoulders.

"Did you at least give her what she needed? Good, at least someone finally did," Jairo said, in a proud fatherly voice when Cory nodded. "You all set?" he asked, when he got Cory situated in the rear passenger captain seat and buckled in.

"Can you like help me lean this back a little bit?" Cory asked, fighting himself from falling asleep.

"Sure son, that where you want it?" Jairo asked, once Cory was reclining in his seat.

"Thanks," Cory nodded.

"No problem, Cory," Jairo said, lightly patting Cory's knee. "I'm going to return this; I won't be long."

"Okay, honey," Celeste answered, blowing her husband a kiss.

"Mom?"

"What is it baby?" Celeste asked, peering behind her.

"Anyone tell you, you're a tease?"

"You're father quite a lot, why?"

"Because you got a nice ass..." Grumbling when his snake was being bunched up in his pants.

"Thank you, honey. I'm glad you think so. Something wrong?" Celeste asked, climbing out of her seat and into the back.

"Can you like reach in there and straighten it out, it's kind of bunched up."

"Sure, honey," Celeste said, smiling proudly knowing he was getting hard because of her. "Cory?" she uttered softly as her hand took hold of his hardening cock and pulling it down his leg.

"Hmm?" He sighed when the pain faded.

"Do you really like the way my ass looks?" Celeste asked, gently stroking him off.

"Yeah, I like watching it bounce," Cory yawned as the pills began to send him back to sleep.

"Lift your left leg, Cory," Celeste ordered to which her son complied. Her green eyes peered up at her son as she sucked him off after she had pushed the leg of his shorts up as far as it would go, hearing the passenger door open then close then the driver side door open and Jairo climbed into the driver's seat. "Sorry, honey, Cory..."

"It's fine, honey, I know what your fetish does to you," Jairo said, peering around the seat. "I know you won't ever pass that up. You just finish up and I'll drive as carefully as I can. But I want road head too, Cory can't be the only one. That's just mean," he stated in a teasing manner, chuckling inwardly when Celeste stuck her tongue out at him.

How Celeste pleasured her son's rod. The man that withstood such an attack on his body to keep his sisters safe. She had been so damn wrong. Her son was a man. She just wished she had seen it earlier. Yet wishing for things, doesn't change what happened in the past. All she could do was make sure she didn't make the same mistakes again. Her green eyes glanced up hearing that telltale moan of his. She knew it anywhere; Cory no longer needed to tell her when he was about to cum. Elation flooded her eyes as her son's hot spunk erupted into her ravenous mouth.

"You rest now baby, we'll be there soon," Celeste said sweetly, placing a kiss on the crown of his rod before pulling down the leg of his shorts. Climbing into the passenger seat, reaching over sliding her hand into Jairo's. Gently squeezing each other's hands silently telling each other they were going to make this right one way or another.
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