Rewired

A couple years ago I got dumped by my girlfriend at the time. I felt things crashing down and went into an emotional tailspin. I did manage to hold onto my Job and not yet 25 was still hopeful I could get back on track.

I decided to go into therapy to figure myself out and get in touch with how to deal with the angst and depression I had felt off and on for years. I checked out a number of therapists and the problem was that a lot of them charged more than I could afford. There was one male therapist who was semi retired in his late 60's who had reasonable rates and few clients. He was very willing to fit me in. He had an office in his home and would see me twice a week Tuesday and Thursday evenings after my work finished.

Louis the therapist has a ranch style home in an older suburb. I drove there having talked to him for about an hour on the phone to give him background. His office had plants a big desk and very comfy couch at the back of his house. He welcomed me in and he had me lay on the couch. He was tall,bald, had a neatly trimmed white moustache and glasses. He spoke quietly and mostly listened while asking me questions. He had been trained in Freudian analysis and the first 20 sessions which were around 2 hours each he analyzed my childhood,upbringing and life experiences up to this point. He was very precise and detail oriented.

Then we had a session in which for the first time he gave me his impressions based on everything I told him. He asked me to listen carefully until he was finished before giving a response. He told me I was stuck in the oral phase of early childhood development which meant I was basically a passive person with major oral needs who needed direction and to let go with any repressed unmet desires. Those needs had to be met first in order to experience growth. I listened wondering where this was going. He concluded that I idolized my one grandfather on my father's side which was true and my deepest need was to please him. My grandfather had passed away and I still missed him badly. He concluded that roleplays with him as my grandfather would unblock me and allow me to move forward. The next session would start this process. I left his office confused but willing to try

The following week I arrived. The blinds in his office were drawn. Louis was wearing clothes similar to what my grandfather wore as per my description. We roleplayed a conversation as if he really was my grandfather. I felt all warm and fuzzy inside. I recall feeling a pleasant daze come over me. The talk got more intimate and soothing. I was on the couch as the therapist moved close to me. He unzipped his pants and he slowly took his cock out. It got hard as he guided it towards my mouth. He softly told me to kiss the mushroom head of it them gradually take it on. I did that feeling a joy I did not expect. I sucked him greedily and inside felt a deep satisfaction like I had never known. He came in my mouth and I gulped his semen down like a fulfilling meal.

And for over a year twice a week this was our session. I blew him and then he blew me on the couch. After that he kissed me as we tasted each other's cum in our mouths. We kissed the rest of the session then I left. The next series of sessions focused on the phallic phase as I learned to take his cock up my ass. After he finished in me we kissed until the end of the session. 6 months of that and he said I was ready for the final phase of treatment. He had me move in and do all the household tasks cooking ,cleaning, and worshipping him at every opportunity. We no longer netcin his office as I now shared his bed. Therapy was over.