Date: Sun, 27 Apr 2003 16:47:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: pigbottom_28@yahoo.com
Subject: HOT NEW THERAPIST

I started seeing a new therapist this month, and God is he hot. This man is
a total dream come true. His name is Todd and he is 35, tall and thin but
with some great definition. I'd say he was 6'2, 180 pounds, with strong
masculine hands and arms and built muscled legs that fill out his jeans in
all the right places. The best part is his piercing blue eyes and sexy
shaved head which is a total turn on. When I first walked into his office,
I almost passed out.

The thing about Todd that is so damn exciting is that he acts real natural
and relaxed about his looks. You can tell he gets a lot of babes or ass or
whatever it is he wants, but he isn't arrogant about it. It's just second
nature to a guy that hot, smart and confident.

When Todd began to explain his particular brand of therapy to me, I knew I
was in the right place. He had been highly recommended to me by my friend
Tobey, another insatiable bottom dealing with similar sexual compulsive
issues. Supposedly, Todd was a special kind of guy who was able to help
submissive bottom guys come to terms with their sexuality and what
not. Todd explained that his style was a combination of the typical "talk"
therapy" along with some advanced "physical" work we would graduate to. I
wondered what he meant by that, but when he said the word "physical" he
adjusted a sizable package in his tight jeans and gave me a cute sly wink.

We decided to have 9pm sessions cause that way it would neither interfere
with my work schedule nor his many other sessions. It seems he was a very
busy therapist. I was glad to have lots of money so I could afford his $250
an hour fee. I knew that rate was a little steep for therapy, but Tobey
told me it was the best money he ever spent and he predicted he would
probably stay in therapy for the rest of his life. I always thought people
go into therapy so they can fix their problems and move on with their
lives. When I explained that to Tobey (who is such a cutie-pie its
unbelievable; I'm surprised the boy isn't raped the second he opens his
front door in the morning) he just kinda blinked and moved on to another
subject.

Tobey is the ultimate bottom boy. He has a dreamy bubble butt that sends
both gay and straight men right to heaven. He has had more straight cock
than ANYONE I know, and he is very proud of that fact. I tend to get more
gay guys but they are the really nasty, assertive gay guys who aren't happy
unless they leave their loads and piss all over me. There are many times
where I wake up outside a hot top's apartment, naked with dried cum all
over me. I tend to smell like shit at those points, but I still look damn
good. Tobey and I could be brothers, except I am a blonde and he is a
brunette. We have really similar features like small pointy noses and big
expressive pretty brown eyes. Most guys think we are brothers and that is
cool too.

Tobey and I have been friends since another guy we know, Paul, decided it
would be fun to have two bottom boys at his service one night. We spent the
entire night side by side licking his feet, balls, ass and cock, until he
had cum many many times in and on us. For whatever reason, we found this
both to be fun, funny and totally exciting; it was the ultimate bonding
experience. We wound up finding other guys to do this with, but also to
just develop a normal friendship. We would talk on the phone, go to see
movies, go to bars, and even sometimes hook up a little if we were REALLY
horny. We were just like a couple of cute Catholic-school girls. I even had
pictures of Josh Hartnett plastered all over my wall, whereas Tobey had
Ashton Kutcher. Either way, we were pretty happy in our sexcapades and
whatnot.

Anyway, the reason Tobey went into therapy was simple. He heard it was fun
and that Todd was a really interesting guy. For whatever reason, that was
enough. Sure, Tobey had some sex addiction issues, but did he really care
about confronting them? I'm really not sure. After Tobey's first session,
he rang me up and told me I had to meet this guy and that it was well-worth
the high price. I was reluctant for quite awhile, but one weekend, after
having been gangbanged by around 40 different guys I thought maybe it was
time for some lite therapy.

So, I went in for that first meeting, the one where Todd adjusted his cock
in front of me. The next thing I knew I was licking my lips and down on my
knees begging to suck his big cock. He did something very tricky then. He
said, if I was a good boy and we talked for a little while about why I was
doing that and what it was all about, maybe I would get myself a reward.
So, we talked about my childhood, and about my love for cock, my depression
about all the hostility and war in the world and all that crap. I am an
open book, so all my angst just came pouring out of me. It was actually a
wildly emotional and exhaustive session.

After a good deal of this crap, he told me I had done a good job, and that
I should come back for another session next week.

I left that session feeling both elated and frustrated. I felt that I had
released a great deal of emotional trauma and I wasn't sure exactly how he
had inspired it. Was it purely at the thought of getting some cock as a
reward? I didn't get that reward, which also frustrated me, but I was
totally hard and couldn't get the image of his huge boner out of my mind.
In my head, this was a thick, juicy eight-incher with a hot mushroom head
and lots of precum pouring out. This was a cock I was gonna worship
someday. I would learn how to harness its power and it would own me in
every which way. I wanted to be a whore for this man's cock.

I jerked off every night that week thinking about pleasing my hot new
therapist. I called Tobey and told him how thrilled and excited I was, and
he said "just wait until the second session."

To Be Continued...I think...if its worth it, and if there is enough here
for a story... Is there? Feedback is much appreciated at
pigbottom_28@yahoo.com

Thanks