Date: Sat, 17 Jan 2015 14:39:32 -0500
From: Jonwhite808 <jonwhite808@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gay Sex Counselor

			    GAY SEX COUNSELOR I
 
 The closest Don ever got to any kind of a health services degree was two
tours as a medic in the army. His present job was as a designer of software
for an IT company. Nonetheless he served a valuable role in the community
in that the other counsellors, social workers, ministers, doctors,
psychologists, psychiatrists etc were largely ignorant of gay sexual
practices and therefore uncomfortable delivering advice on that subject.
Don, on the other hand was knowledgeable, skilled at transmitting that
information and was receiving a steady trickle of referrals.
 
 His patient today, Bill, was a healthy looking 42 year old with a problem
of diminished ejaculatory volume. When asked how often he had a climax he
said, "Maybe once a week. I try to hold off as long as I can to save it up
for a M2M occasion."
 
 "It is a counterintuitive fact that the more often you ejaculate, within
reason, the more semen you produce. That probably goes back to our animal
ancestry and when the female in the herd was in heat, the more times she
was impregnated, the more the herd increased in size. Of course a low
testosterone level or prostate disorders can be the cause too." Bill
replied that his testosterone level was normal so Don asked him to take off
his pants so he could check his prostate. Don put on a rubber glove,
lubricated his index finger and inserted it in Bill's rectum. Bill
immediately popped a woody. "My what a lovely penis" Don said. " And your
prostate feels perfectly normal. The other determinate of ejaculatory
volume is the intensity and duration of the sexual stimulus. What is your
favorite sex act."
 
 Bill: "Hmm, I guess being sucked off." So Don explained that he planned to
do just that, and that he needed to be informed when ejaculation was
imminent so he could collect and weigh the semen.
 
    "But if we're looking for intensity and duration why don't I suck you
first?", Bill said.
 
    I hadn't gotten off in a few days and it was an easy choice, so I got
naked and he knelt in front of my chair. "Wow, you stick straight up.
Doesn't that get uncomfortable when you have pants on and get hard?"  Bill
said.
 
    "Maybe a little bit, but when I'm boned up it feels so good a little
discomfort is easy to handle." I said.
 
      I've had my cock sucked many a time but this guy was good, very good
and not in a great hurry to get me off. Probably because he was in no hurry
to quit. One hand was fondling my 'nads but when he pulled the skin of my
cock back toward them it made me supersensitive. I warned him I was about
there but he didn't take his mouth off me, he just slowed his sucking. It
felt so good to be close. So good.... I was teetering on the edge, my
prostate felt like a potato it was so full, then BLAM! I came hard and the
relief was awesome. Over and over I squirted, moaning the whole time, and
he swallowed my whole load.
 
     Bill's cock, a handsome eight incher with an oversized head, was
dripping precum and he stood up in front of my chair. It was bouncing a
little with every heartbeat. Mesmerizing. "Your jizz was mighty tasty." He
said, and looking at his weeping woody he said, "It seems to have worked,
the intensity thing. But you'd better take it easy because I'm red hot."
The previously weighed collection jar was at my elbow as I began to lick
the precum from his throbbing cock. It was ambrosia as always. I put my
finger back in his butt and gently massaged his prostate. When I began to
suck, he began to whine: "Oh, God that feels good, oh yeah, wahooof, so
good."  Etc, on and on, and that was pretty exciting too. In only a couple
of minutes his breathing picked up, the muscles on his legs started to
twitch and when I felt his prostate begin to swell I replaced my mouth with
the collection jar, and none too quickly. His dick lept up, the first
squirt splashed into the glass and then his organ gently spilled into the
jar. When it quit I stripped his penis, retrieved a few more drops and
weighed it.
 
     "Seven grams, a bit on the low side but respectable. Now, I want you
to ejaculate every day including the morning of the seventh day and I want
you back for a follow up semen check on the eighth day."
 
        The next referral was a young man, Jed, looked about twenty, whose
problem was rectal. He was gay, eager to be the recipient of rectal sex,
but even small peckers didn't fit in his rosebud. "And it hurts to try, but
I really want to be fucked." I told him I would need to check his pooper,
so he dropped trou, I gloved and lubed a finger and his bunghole was very
tight on my finger. "That's about as much as I can tolerate." He said, and
I withdrew my finger.
 
         I asked him if he had any previous medical problems with his butt
and he told me that he had hemorrhoid surgery eight years previously. "I
thought so. I believe the problem is that you have scar tissue in your anus
and it does not relax like an asshole should." I went to my supply closet
and withdrew a package containing a series of six size graduated rectal
trainer plugs. "You notice, the smallest is even smaller than my finger. "I
want you to insert the smallest plug and keep it in for fifteen minutes
twice a day. When that's not uncomfortable, go to the next larger size. And
repeat, keeping it in for fifteen minutes twice a day. When you can handle
the fifth size OK, I want you back for a check. No hurry, it could take
weeks to get that scar tissue stretched."
 
         A few days later Clifford, not Cliff, arrived. He looked to be
around the late forties in age. Fifty dollar haircut, a beautifully
tailored dark blue pinstriped suit and manicured fingernails. "You are a
lawyer, right?" I said.
 
        "Amazing, how did you figure that out?" He said.
 
        "Just a lucky guess. How can I help you?"
 
        "Getting right to the point, I'm a deep in the closet homosexual
and I have a problem with my penis. To be exact, for the past few years it
has not been hard enough for rectal sex. I can get an erection orally but
when I try to insert it, it just bends, but I can't get it in. My doctor
has checked everything, testosterone level, etc. and can't find anything
wrong."
 
       I asked him to show me and he carefully hung up his mclothes. He had
a remarkably long narrow gauge dong. I asked if I could suck it to check
the problem, he agreed, I did and was soon looking at an erect cock, thin,
pointy head and about nine inches long. When I tried to bend it, it was
indeed not hard enough to use for rectal sex. I asked if he had tried a
cock ring and he said no, he had seen the advertisements for them but did
not think they were for real. I told him many were, some just for
adornment, but the right one, the right size might well do the job and
asked if he wanted to try one. He agreed, I went to the supply closet and
brought back a package of elastic rings in various sizes and colors. I
tried a few on, found the proper size and his cock got hard as a rock. I
asked him if he wanted to try it on me and he eagerly agreed.

         I shucked my clothes and I was already hard. He admired my cock
and wanted me on my back with my knees pulled up. I gave him a condom, he
rolled it on and lubed up. His skinny tool slipped in easily and he entered
me balls to the wall. It was probably the longest cock I had ever
experienced and it felt great. He started a slow in and out and said, "Hey,
your reputation is well earned. I haven't been able to do this in years and
you have a loving rectum. And your penis is starting to seep Cowper's fluid
so you must be enjoying it too." After a couple of minutes I tightened my
sphincter and soon after he rammed his tool all the way in and I felt it
throb. He pulled out and I was happy to see the condom was still on even
though it only covered about three quarters of the length of his softening
cock. "Terrific, just terrific, you've solved the problem. What do I owe
you?"

         "Well, I figure you charge in the neighborhood of four hundred
bucks an hour so that will be four hundred you owe. But on the other hand
my dick is demanding relief and if you suck it dry and I like it, I'll
reduce my charge to fifty bucks even."

			      TO BE CONTINUED