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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.

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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.

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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?

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