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  Alot of people just see me as a big, black controlling cock, but those that have taken the time to know me have seen the other, gentler side to me.

 I can be your teddy bear.  big, cuddly, wrap my arms around you tight. 

  I mean, sure I can be intimidating at times, and Dommes love using me to cuckold little office jockeys that come in to see them, but at the end of the day it’s nice to just cuddle up with someone and watch a movie or game on TV.

 I love my nipples played with, or a slow, relaxed blowjob … that doesn’t happen while bossing someone around.  The kind of blowjob where you lay your head gently in my lap and just lick and suck playfully while my hand runs through your hair … no stress, no big urge.  Just a big, black all-day sucker for you.

 Sure, I’ll fill you up when the time is right, but even that can be done slowly and with true meaning instead of a rough slam-it-in style the Dommes like to see.  Hell, for the right guy I might even spread my cheeks.

Give me a call ….

AXEL ,  1.888.455.6723

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  Damn!  Cops really do need to go find themselves a sense of humor … and what gives them the right to decide what is or isn’t indecent behaviour?

I mean, c’mon … my dick’s not indecent … I think it’s pretty decent.  Ok, so when I squirted on him, I guess I shouldn’t have made that Monica Lewenski joke, but still … he should have taken it for what it was, a joke.  Not MY fault he popped out of nowhere right as I was getting ready to blast a New Year’s blast.  He should have been watching the fireworks like everyone else around us.

  That judge didn’t have to be such a dick about it, either.  I even offered him a blowjob if he’d call it time served for good behaviour.  Shit, I just got home from jail yesterday.  I do apologize to all of you that tried calling over the last week … I was detained, incarcerated, locked up.  I mean, it was a fun vacation … sit back and do nothing but jack off all day, and I think the officer that was standing over me during my one free phone call actually smiled when I tried calling a phone sex company for the call.

Still, now I’m more in debt than ever since I missed a week of calls.  Think I can get a few of you to help me out and call extra for a couple weeks … at least until I get caught up?

1-888-559-9971, ask for Jesse

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Anyone else out there already broke a New Year Resolution?

Mine wasn’t supposed to be that hard to keep, but there’s something about making a resolution that gets the fates to decide to MAKE you break them.

Just a simple resolution … “I will not suck a stranger’s cock until I get to know them”.  Maybe I could have kept that one if I hadn’t also made the resolution about going to the gym at least once a week as part of my workout regimen.  It was at the gym.  I had just renewed a membership that I had let lapse … I usually do my training at home, but sometimes the machines at the gym give a better all-round workout than the exercises you can do at home.  I headed on into the changing room and saw a young man with a slim swimmers body, smooth-shaved all over.  Our eyes locked for just a moment, but that moment was enough that we both knew … it was happening.  My workout went quickly, but seemed forever … I could see him working out in a different area of the facility, and I just couldn’t wait for both our regimens to end.  Sure enough, we finished up at just about the same time, so right as I was coming out of the showers, he was stripping down to head into them.  I approached him to initiate conversation, and he grabbed me, planting his lips on mine as he pulled me around the corner of the lockers.   This was in a back area, and very few people were still here, so the risk of being caught was minimal, but it did add to the excitement.  There was an animal urgency in which we groped each others’ bodies, and I found myself sliding my clean body down his, still smelling of his musty sweat from earlier.  I wrapped my lips around his shaft - slender and long, just like him.  My hand slid up between his legs to cup his balls, then further back to pull his firm ass against me, while his hands ran over my bald head, and forced it against his steamy groin.  I felt his hot load shoot down my throat, and drank every bit of it, only briefly thinking about resolutions broken.  Rising to my feet, I pushed him against the wall and raised one of his legs high into the air.  I pressed my raging hard-on foreward, and used my free hand to work my cock to his asshole.  I could feel his slippery cock growing hard again as it pressed between our bellies, and we gazed once more into each others’ eyes as I used his weight to force my cock up into his asshole.  I could see the pain in his eyes as it started, but the joy and relief there as well, as he felt my fullness forging its way into him.  I fucked him good right there, passionately kissing each other, our bodies pressed tight against each other.

Afterwards, we took a shower together and exchanged names and numbers.  Who knows … maybe THIS resolution was worth breaking.

AXEL, 1.888.455.6723

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In the spirit of Christmas, I’m going to do something I rarely do … I’m going to give you an insight into my therapy methods, and relay a story I feel might intrigue a few of you.

One of my clients that I was counselling had a strong curiosity for anal sex, but his upbringing had him so ashamed of it that anytime he tried having anal sex as the recipient (the receiver, or “bottom”), he shied away into a ball and started quivering.

My approach to this problem was to give him an escape, a way he could enjoy it without having to feel the guilt dumped on him by his past.  I had him dress up in a robot costume (yes, this happened to be around Halloween) while I had dressed up in a maintenance over-alls suit, and we did a bit of roleplay.  I pretended that his model of robot had to have an annual inspection, and I proceeded to poke and prod him in completely innocent spots … his underarms, kneecaps, top-of-the-head, fingers and palms.  The whole time I was doing this I had a constant repertoire of exactly why each part had to be checked thoroughly, so when I arrived at his rear entrance and my tirade of verbage didn’t change, he was relaxed, feeling this was more of the game as I opened the rear compartment and prepared my next few prods.  I unzipped my suit all the way down to the crotch, and in my monologue made mention of the lack of lubricant his model inherently displayed, to explain away why I had opened up the bottle of lube.  After properly lubing up my prod, I poked my lubed fingers around close to his anus.  Finally, I pressed, then pushed my dipstick as far as I could into his reserve tank, holding him gently yet firmly for support.

As I worked the dipstick, lubricating the opening, I kept a constant flow of banter to continue the story getting his mind off what was really happening.  In no time at all I haad him shoving his ass back against my cock begging me to fuck him harder.  I reached around and fiddled with his joystick, but that only seemed to excite him further.  Finally, after clutching his joystick and grabbing firmly on his twin gyros, I released a full load of lubricant deep inside his inner mechanisms … but to no avail, as his manual control started spewing lubricant out its tip as well. 

Being the good mechanic that I was, I rushed around and clasped my lips around this breach of integrity in order to stave off the flow, but this only seemed to make matters worse as the robot unit became unstable, and wobbled dangerously for a bit as it shot even more fluids wildly.

Once we had calmed down, this Robbie the Robot client saw the advantages of roleplay, and started feeling much more free in his daily relationships with or without the use of costumes to hide behind.

1-888-251-1537, ask for Dr Ian

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Sorry, fans, that I haven’t blogged for awhile.  I’ve been in the hospital for a short stay.  Speaking of which … a word of advice … If you plan on sticking your dick in the stuffed turkey at Thanksgiving, make sure it’s cooled down aLOT before you do … it may FEEL cool enough on the outside, but that center is still plenty hot, believe me!

So, anyway, to my blog:

I went over to Aunt Sally’s for Thanksgiving dinner, and Aunt Sally is pretty good looking.  Hanging around the house while everything was getting prepared, playing with my cousins, watching football with my Uncle Joe … all the usual stuff, but my dick started its itching … it was telling me it wanted to get a nut, and the sooner the better. 

I wandered into the kitchen trying to keep my mind off things, and Aunt Sally said she had to run upstairs to change before some more guests arrived, so I had the kitchen all to myself.  I noticed the turkey cooling off over on the roller tray and thought to myself “it would be so cool if I could add some special sauce to that stuffing … just watching everyone eating it would get me off again.”  I whipped out my dick and stroked it a couple times so it was good and hard and ready to blow, then I picked up the turkey (it didn’t feel all that hot while holding it like this) and plunged my pecker up that turkey’s ass, all the way into the stuffing, up to the hilt.  I remember screaming and dropping the turkey before I passed out.

I woke up in the hospital with enough gauze and bandages on my dick to add 4 extra inces to its length.  How embarrasing.  I just knew that Aunt Sally and Uncle Joe could figure out what I had been doing, and the way the nurses whispered around me, I figured everyone at the hospital was fully briefed on my injury.

The best part of the stay came on the second day when the male nurse, Cliff, came in to change my bandages.  He took special care as he rubbed on the burn lotion, and I could feel my dick standing up to salute his attentions.  I found myself saying stuff like “rub it on good, Cliff” and “Oh, I think that area needs more”, and next thing Cliff knew, he was getting my load that had been intended for the turkey.  Thank goodness that still worked.  Being the good nurse Cliff was, and considering his hands were messy from the lotion, he bent over and started licking my load off my belly.  After that, I didn’t mind my hospital stay too much (as long as I stayed away from the jello).

Jesse

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I’m so glad I turned my residence into a kind of a halfway house for alternative lifestyles.  Some people’s parents just can’t cope with their children ‘choosing’ a different path, and my house provides a relaxed atmosphere where everyone is accepting of each others’ lifestyles.  The benefits I get are enormous - A couple of the girls just love answering the phone so I’m not drawn away mid-session, and I have a client base that never misses an appointment.  

My sessions are always relaxed in nature.  Take Tom, for instance … Tom is a very aggressive homosexual whose sexual attitude is very flippant.  Recently, I was able to observe him interacting with Paul, who is a bisexual male new to expressing his homosexual side.  Paul acts very coy and timid, which only pushes Tom farther, to the point that Paul starts controlling the relationship with Tom following him around like a puppy.  During one session with Paul, Paul had allowed Tom to join the session, but only if Tom stayed quiet.  Tom quickly found a way to stay quiet … he pulled out Paul’s cock while we were talking, and started sucking Paul’s cock. Paul never even missed a beat, just kept right on talking like nothing was happening.  I sat there in awe, watching Tom give the blowjob of a lifetime just trying to distract Paul.  Paul didn’t give him the pleasure until there was only about 3 minutes left to the end of the session, at which time Paul focused on Tom, breathing heavy and writhing in his seat until he finally released right into Tom’s mouth.  Tom grinned, feeling very proud of himself.  Paul just winked at me as he closed up his pants and stood to leave.

I wonder if Paul will accompany Tom to Tom’s therapy session tomorrow.  I wonder if I should open up a group therapy session … that could be real fun.

1-888-251-1537, ask for Dr Ian

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I’m exhausted right now - just give me a few minutes.

Okay, that’s better.  I just got done spanking the duckie.  See, other guys say spanking the monkey, but have you seen how monkeys act in a zoo??  LAST thing I want to do is spank one of them.  My stuffed duckie is perfect, though.  I’ve torn a little hole where it’s asshole is, and another at its mouth.  When I’m ready for action, I just plant that duck right on top of my cock and go to town.  Sometimes I wish there was a little squeaker inside so that I could hear it squeak every time I thrust into its tiny little asshole.  Other times I just imagine poor duckie here being my bunkmate back in prison.  That guy spent almost the whole time I was there crying.  If someone else wasn’t bungholeing him, I was terrorizing him waving my dick in his face.  I wanted his lips wrapped around my cock sooo bad.  I even cut the hole in my duck’s mouth thinking about this guy.  First time I fucked my duck’s face I was thinking back about my jailcell time.  Mmm.  A good fantasy is a requirement for a good jack-off.

Call me for a good fantasy…

1-888-559-9971, ask for Jesse

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Last week, I started working with a pro sports star.  He overheard several teammates speculate he was bisexual.  I asked whether that was true.  He confided he was attracted to several other players.  So, I asked him to tell me fantasize about one specific player.

  He began describing a hot shortstop for a high profile team.  I asked whether he had ever seen that player naked.

  “Yes,” he said.  “In the clubhouse.”

  “Describe his body.”

  “Muscular.  Smooth.  He’s about 6 foot 2.  He shaves everywhere.  While we were in the shower, the water streamed off him.”

  “Now you’re getting me hot,” I said.

  “I began picturing us on a private beach, swimming nude in the ocean.  We then jog to our towels on the beach.  He lies on his towel.  Then I lay on top of him.”

  I begin rubbing myself.

  “I kiss him passionately,” he continued.  Initially, he tries to resist.  But he can’t.  His cock is rock hard.  As I kiss his chest, I feel his racing heartbeat.  He tells me he was hoping this would happen.”

  “I hope you show your appreciation by worshipping him.”

  “I stroke his throbbing shaft with my tongue as he squirms and moans, then tease his head.  As I suck his balls, he begins begging for more.  Then I deep throat him, sucking furiously.  He thrusts his hips into my face.  Then he explodes in my mouth.”

  I pulled my cock out of my pants and began jacking.

  “Hey, Doc,” he said.  “That’s a hot piece of meat.  Can we finish this on your couch?”

  How could I refuse?

Dr. Ian

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My client, Mario, is a hot looking Italian man. He’s about 6’2, with dark hair and beautiful blue eyes. He often comes to his session in a tank top, exposing his ample chest hair, and satin gym shorts. A few times, he got hot during therapy, resulting in his rock hard cock popping out of his shorts. He’d smile sheepishly and tuck it back inside.
“No need to be embarrassed,” I’d say. “It is beautiful.”
Last week, he was telling me about his desire to worship a man’s feet. He had never done it before, but I could tell the thought got him so excited. So, I asked him if he’d be willing to give me a sensual foot massage. He was shocked, but happily agreed. I removed my shoes and placed my right foot in his lap.
He smiled as he gently massaged my soles. I leaned back, closed my mind and enjoyed the sensation. His grip became stronger, enhancing my pleasure. The heard him stand and felt him remove my sock. When he sat down, he continued massaging my foot.
Suddenly I felt my toes rubbing against his thick bush. I couldn’t believe he had removed his shorts. Still keeping my eyes closed, I could feel his hard cock humping my foot, with the head gently stroking each of my toes, back and forth. His breathing became heavier until I felt his load cover my toes. He moaned loudly with each spurt. Then he raised my leg and licked his cum slowly, sucking on each toe.
When he was finished, he thanked me and asked if we could reschedule our next session for the next day.
How could I say no?

Dr. Ian 888-251-1537
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I AM SO LOOKING FORWARD TO NEXT WEEKEND, THIS MALE AND FEMALE COUPLE WANTS TO PERFORM A THREESOME WITH ME.  THE GUY TOLD ME THAT HE WANTS ME TO  FUCK HIM WITH MY COCK FROM BEHIND WHILE HIS GIRLFRIEND GIVES HIM ORAL SEX. HE IS ACTUALLY A CALLER OF MINES AND HE WANTS TO MAKE THIS FANTASY A GREAT MEMORY, I AM ALSO REALLY FLATTERED BY THE THINGS HE SAYS TO ME AND ALL THE LITTLE COMPLIMENTS HE THROWS OUT. GREG ALWAYS TELL ME THAT HE HAD NEVER HAD A CHICK LIKE ME IN HIS LIFE AND THAT HE HAS ALWAYS WANTED TO GET FUCKED BY A HOT GIRL WITH A PENIS. HE EVEN TOLD ME THAT HE LOVES DICK MORE THAN PUSSY, BECAUSE HE LIKES THE WAY CUM FLOWS OUT OF A DICK. I MUST ADMIT SOME OF THE THINGS WE TALK ABOUT REALLY BLOWS MY MIND, AND I LOVE EVERY MINUTE OF OUR CONVERSATION! ARE THERE ANYMORE CALLERS OUT THERE THAT’S READY FOR THIS TRANNY! CALL ME….

DANI

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