Mr Cosetti's Spongebath

Mario Cosetti had a stroke about two months ago. His wife of 35 years died three years ago. His two sons were in different states and couldn't take care of their 60 year old father. Mr. Cosetti was in the Orchard View nursing home.

Charlie was an orderly at Orchard View. His job was basically to go around and wash the residents. Mr. Cosetti, being the rich bastard that he was, had a private room and always asked for Charlie to give him spongebaths.

A mumbled yell came from Mr. Cosetti's room. Charlie ran in, hoping that he was okay. Mr. Cosetti just wanted his spongebath, and he wanted it now.

"Alright, Mr. Cosetti, let me get your bath ready." Charlie chuckled as he got a bowl and sponge from underneath the sink in the hospital green room. Mr. Cosetti smiled a half smile, he still hadn't gotten all of his nerves on the right side of his body yet, but he was much better then he was just a few weeks ago.

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Charlie filled the bowl with warm water and walked over to Mr. Cosetti's bed. Mr. Cosetti sat up in the bed waiting for Charlie's skillfull hands. Mr. Cosetti watched at Charlie's warm, tanned hands unbuttoned his pajama top. Charlie was certainly a handsome man, at 25 he was well built, 6'2"; large, muscular arms and chest; his abs were to die for, a trophy from years of hard work; his legs were like those of Roman Gladiators; and his ass, what an ass, two round mounds of pure muscle packed into green hospital scrubs. Mr. Cosetti's aging manmeat became very hard despite his recent stroke every time that Charlie gave him a spongebath.

"Sorry about that, I can't help it," Mr. Cosetti managed to spit out while his eyes roamed around looking at Charlies hot body. It was just a few months ago that Mr. Cosetti had been ramming his cock up asses just like Charlie's.

Charlie had to admit that he liked giving Mr. Cosetti spongebaths. Mr. Cosetti was really hot for a man of 60. He showed signs of having a wonderful body when he was younger. Charlie had two different images of Mr. Cosetti, the older Italian man's body now, and what he could immagine was a hot-to-trot Italian stallion in his day.

Dipping the sponge in the warm water, Charlie let his own idea of a spongebath take care of everything that was to be done. This was why Mr. Cosetti liked Charlie's spongebaths. Quickly cleaning Mr. Cosetti's back and shoulders, Charlie put the sponge down in the bowl, "It's time for some fun, Mr. Cosetti."

Mr. Cosetti tried to get out, "Call me Mario," be he couldn't form words, not only because of his stroke, but also because of the overwhelming feeling of a hot young man's touch.

Charlie laid Mr. Cosetti down on the bed and stared to kiss and lick the man's hairy chest. The coarse grey hair tickled Charlie's nose as he made his way around each nipple, slightly sucking. Mr. Cosetti moaned softly with delight, Charlie know that he liked this and spent a little longer on the nipples than any other part of the chest.

Making his way down to Mr. Cosetti's navel, Charlie licked and kissed and make obscene slurping noised on the older man's stomach. Mr. Cosetti's soft moaning encouraged Charlie to do something he'd never done before.

"How would you like a little more than this, Mr. Cosetti?" Charlie asked waiting briefly for a reply, then just went ahead with his new plan. He started to take off Mr. Cosetti's pajama pants, revealing a large stiff dick with a nice forrest of grey curls around the base. "Nice," Charlie said as he exhaled, he wanted that cock, and he wanted it now.

Charlie inhaled the scent of a man, piss and sweat and cum. Mr. Cosetti had been jacking off in his free time. Charlie liked the idea of the man getting his good arm up and slowly pleasuring himself to orgasm.

With one quick movement, Charlie swallowed the good sized prick, about 7 inches, probably 8 or 9 when he was younger. The girth was about as big as a bratwurst, but a lot tastier in Charlie's humble opinion.

In only a minute of work, Charlie was rewarded with the sudden spasms of the tubular organ that stuck up out of Mr. Cosetti's groin. One single volley of Charlie's special treat came out and with a splat, hit the back of Charlie's eager mouth. Mr. Cosetti was spent, he fell asleep right away, with a smile on his face.

Charlie finished the spongebath and went back to his rounds, hoping that Mr. Cosetti would want another spongebath the next day.

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