Your Perverted Therapist

When you talk to people that have troubling issues in their past, it can be very interesting. Sometimes horrifying, but interesting. Some of the men that are my patients have told me very unsettling incidents from their past, and I soon learned the root causes of many fetishes are from past traumatic experiences. Some told me thing that were done to them, and I have to admit, although it can be very wrong to be aroused by a patient baring their soul to you, some of the things they described did turn me on. I can’t let them know this of course, they’d think I was some kind of pervert. Well, I kind of am a pervert in some ways. Aren’t we all?

Sometimes if a patient wasn’t feeling well enough to come for his in person appointment, I’d do a phone appointment with them and of course they couldn’t see me when I’d talk to them this way. More than once as they were relating things to me on the phone, I’d be masturbating in my office as I listened to them. Men that call me have confessed so many incidents over the years, things they’ve never shared with anyone.

One caller told me about how when he was younger he had a paper route and one of the last men on his route was an older man that invited him in one day when it was hot and he always had ice cold pop and snacks ready. Very convenient, hmm? So he went into the neighbors home many times and would have a drink and snacks and then one day the man asked him if he’d ever seen pornography and he said no. So the man brought out a stack of magazines and showed them to the boy and he was in awe at the pictures in the dirty magazines. This was of course many decades before the internet existed.

So soon the man graduated to asking him if he’d ever touched himself and the boy said no, so the older man asked him if he’d like to see how it was done, so he showed him and encouraged the boy to do the same, and of course things quickly evolved from there to blow jobs and hand jobs with the much older man.

Another patient told me how he’d gotten his first job at a service station pumping gas and the other guy that worked there taught him to masturbate and he would have him perform oral sex on him after the station closed before the young man would go home. He spoke fondly back on giving those blow jobs decades ago and how he loved to suck cock to this day in secret from any women he’s ever been involved in a relationship with, which is a very common thing clients tell me.

There’s all sorts of naughty stories like these, some a lot naughtier, that maybe you’d like to hear, or maybe share some of your own similar types of stories about some of your first experiences that were not quite the normal variety that you’d like to share with someone that you still think about to this day, even decades later. It’s incredible how some experiences can have such long lasting effects of men. Ones from so long ago that may have happened only once or a few times, and the people they were with are long dead, yet they think about these things when they masturbate to this day.

Being a phone sex operator has a lot in common with being a therapist. You are listening to people’s intimate problems, many times secret things they’ve never shared. Like a psychiatrist, it really is a privileged relationship. The info shared by a caller will never be used against them, it’s private, so they know they can tell you pretty much anything, no matter how dark, but I do have my limits, so let’s not be too perverted! A patient of mine once had a crush on me and asked if it would be possible for him to masturbate during our sessions as he lay on the couch. I knew it wasn’t really appropriate, but I said yes, feel free to do it. I was amazed at the size of his penis and I had to admit, turned on as he stroked himself in front of me. As soon as the session was over, I locked the door and masturbated myself. I was dripping wet and brought myself to three orgasms. Sometimes the head doctors are as nutty as the patients.