Dylan - December 23
Dylan
It’s after midday when I finally open my eyes.
I roll over onto my left side to see the bed empty beside me.
I look down at my clothes, noticing that they’re the same as when we arrived.
I throw the covers off and swivel around so my feet are on the ground, then reach into my pocket and pull out my phone to see a text from Liam.
Liam: I was up early and didn’t want to wake you. Going to explore the island for a while to let you sleep. I’ll be back soon.
Thankfully we’d remembered to organize international roaming for our phones.
Not that we needed to stay in touch with anyone back home, but in case there was an emergency and someone needed to contact us.
Noticing my low battery, I find my charger and place my phone on the nightstand to charge, I then head to the bathroom and decide on a nice, soothing shower.
I strip out of my clothes, tossing them to the floor, and when I get to my underwear, I slide them down to my ankles and notice a lump and some bruising down on my groin area, and when I move to the mirror for a closer look, I can see that my pubic tubercle is swollen and red with a tiny bit of dried blood around it.
I reach down and gently rub over the tender area and whimper in pain.
I get into the shower and turn on the faucet, then allow the water to ooze all over my aching body.
Grabbing the soap, I lather it all over my body and as I reach down to tend to my groin area, I moan in more pain.
I finish showering and then step out into the bathroom, wrapping the towel around my waist. As I step out into the bedroom, I find Liam sitting on the bed on his phone.
“Good afternoon, sleepy head,” he says with a smile. He gets up off the bed, walks over to me and presses a kiss to my mouth. “You smell so good,” he says.
“Thanks,” I say, halfheartedly.
He stares into my eyes and gives me a questioning look.
“What’s wrong?” he asks.
I look at him for a moment, not saying a single word, then reach down and untuck the corner of the towel, dropping it to the floor. Liam’s eyes immediately zero in on my groin area and his eyes widen.
“Jesus Christ. Did I do that?” I stare at him helplessly but say nothing. “Shit, Dylan, I’m so sorry, does it hurt?”
“When I touch it, yeah but otherwise I can’t really feel anything.”
“We should really get you checked out by a doctor,” he says.
“You wanna leave? No, I’ll be okay. I just need to be careful and make sure I don’t knock it or anything.”
“I’m not talking about going home. There’s a doctor on the island. I’ll go track her down and have her come and give you a checkup. We need to make sure that it isn't infected. God, I can’t believe I did that to you.”
“Stop beating yourself up about it, it was an accident.”
“Why don’t you finish getting dressed. I brought us back some food, it’s on the table in the kitchen. Sit down, have something to eat and I’ll call the doctor.”
“Okay,” I tell him.
He leaves the room and I carefully get dressed, putting on a fresh pair of sweatpants with no underwear.
I head to the kitchen where I find the food on the table and take a seat.
I grab one of the croissants and take a bite, then take a sip of orange juice.
After a couple of minutes, I hear Liam walk into the room.
“The doctor is on her way; she’ll be here shortly.”
“Thanks,” I say with a smile.
He sits down on the chair opposite mine and helps himself to a bagel, then covers it in cream cheese before taking a bite.
I’m starving, with the overnight flight and the pain in my groin I could eat for days.
I grab a piece of toast and take a bite, then swallow it down with some juice.
Just as I’m about to take another bite, there’s a knock on our door.
“That’ll be the doctor,” Liam says, rising to his feet and he heads to the door.
He comes back to the table with a woman holding one of those doctor bags, and I get to my feet.
“You must be Dylan. I’m Doctor Newman,” she says, stretching out her hand.
“Hi,” I reply, taking her hand in a handshake.
“Liam tells me you’re injured,” she says.
“You could say that,” I reply, trying not to sound awkward or embarrassed.
“How about we go somewhere where you can lie down.”
I lead the way to the bedroom, and once inside, I lay down on the bed. Doctor Newman sits down on the edge of the bed and places her bag beside her.
“Where are you hurt?” she asks.
I look at Liam then at the doctor before lowering my eyes to my groin.
“Oh, I see. Um, do you mind if I take a look?”
Again I shift my eyes from her to Liam, and I suddenly feel like I’m suffocating with the entire room imploding around me. This moment has very quickly become extremely awkward.
“Ah, maybe it would be better if we got a male doctor,” I suggest.
“Unfortunately I’m the only doctor on the island. I can assure you, Dylan I’ve seen a lot of male genitalia in my time, and as they say, when you’ve seen one, you’ve seen them all.”
She chuckles, and I know she’s only trying to lighten the mood in the room, but honestly, I couldn’t feel more uncomfortable right now.
“Dylan, just let Doctor Newman examine you and make sure everything is okay, we don’t want to risk you getting an infection,” Liam says, looking at me through pleading eyes.
“Okay,” I say, admitting defeat.
Liam helps me with my sweatpants, and as he tugs them down, I place my hand over my exposed groin.
“You’re not exactly making this easy for me, are you?” Doctor Newman asks.
“I’m sorry, it’s just that I haven’t been this naked in front of a woman since I came out of my mother’s vagina.”
There’s a roar of laughter from Liam and Doctor Newman tries to contain herself.
“I’m sorry,” I say.
I slowly remove my hand from my groin, then give an awkward glance at Liam whose eyes shift from mine to my groin. I also notice Doctor Newman’s eyes shift from me to my exposed dick.
“That looks rather nasty. Are you in any pain?”
I nod.
“What happened exactly?” she asks.
“Ah––we––he, ah––”
“He was giving me a blow job on the plane,” I blurt out, cutting him off.
She tries to contain her laughter as she replies, “Oh, I see.”
“We went through some unexpected turbulence and I accidentally bit down on it.”
“And quite hard too, I might add, no pun intended,” I reply.
She puts on her surgical gloves, then proceeds to press down gently on my inner thigh, slowly making her way up to my groin area.
“Any pain?” she asks.
“No,” I tell her.
She moves higher until her fingers press against the top of my cock where the wound is.
“Ouch,” I whisper.
“Hurts?”
“Yeah.”
She feels around a little more and then stops. She removes her gloves and then reaches into her bag.
“There’s no sign of any infection, which is good.
However, it is a little swollen and I want to make sure that it doesn't get any worse. I’d like you to take one of these three times a day.
” She hands me a tiny bottle. “It’s just some antibiotics to ease the pain and swelling. How long are you here for?” she asks.
“A few days, we haven’t decided yet exactly when we’re leaving,” Liam tells her.
“Okay. If the pain persists, and the antibiotics don’t appear to be working, give me a call and I’ll prescribe something stronger.”
“Thank you,” I say.
“You can lift your pants up now,” she says.
Liam assists me with my sweatpants and helps me off the bed. We move out of the bedroom and through the suite until we get to the front door.
“A nice, soothing bath is usually good for sore muscles, oh and I would refrain from any sexual activity.” Her eyes move from me to Liam. “Well, any sexual activity that requires use of that particular equipment,” she continues with a wink.
Bidding us both farewell, she opens the door and steps outside, shutting it behind her.
“You heard what she said, you need to rest,” Liam says.
“That’s not actually what she said. She said––”
“I don’t care what she said. Now that she’s gone, I’m going to make sure you’re well rested and don’t put any more strain on yourself.”
“I have a swollen dick, I’m not incompetent, you know?”
“I don’t care. I’m the reason you have that swollen dick, so I’m going to make sure I nurse you back to health while we’re on this island.”
“Even if it means no sex?” I ask.
“Listen here, you cock tease, she didn’t say we couldn’t have sex. She just said that we would need to refrain from any sexual activity that required the use of your cock.”
I give him a sheepish grin. “With you, that doesn’t leave many options,” I add.
“Touché,” he replies. “Okay, smart ass, if that’s the game you want to play, then batter up.”
“No. First, I’m going to take you on a date, like we agreed.”
“Dylan, there’s––”
“Don’t even try to talk me out of it. Now I want you to get the hell out of here and don’t come back until later this afternoon. Understood?”
He gives me a questioning look, but he also knows better than to argue with me, especially when I’m in this vulnerable state and I have my way of making him listen to me.
“You know you’re an asshole, right?”
“What’s your point?”
He leans forward and presses a kiss to my lips. “Just don’t overdo it and push yourself,” he warns.
“Yes, Dad!”
He grabs his phone from the table and then heads to the door, turning to give me one final look of warning before he pulls it open and walks through it.