Straight Male / 63
I Spent Some Time In A Mental Institution
Back in the late 70's and early 80's my parents put me in a few programs as they were called, were supposed to help me find my way thru what my parents thought were mental issues.
I will not bore you with a run down of all things leading up to this one doctor who was new to me but during one therapy session he asked if I would try a new thing he was working on called weighted therapy was the way he put it. I was like sure, why not and the next session I get into the room and he has the lounger couch thing pulled away from the wall and I see a quite few straps laying there on the floor, I stood there for a second and asked what he was planning to do with me because this looked like the set for a torture session. He laughed assuring me it was not going to be that, he was just trying to simulate heaviness across my body using these folded blankets over here and straps to hold them on top of me.
I am laying there feeling strap after strap being put over my legs and upper body never really noticing that my middle area was open, I was wearing the typical scrub like outfits they hand out to you to avoid any clothing that can be used for other things. So like ten minutes into this I am feeling a bit relaxed actually then after a few more minutes of the low light in the room and the soothing music I feel the waistband of the bottoms and my underwear being pulled downward. I laid there for a few seconds before asking what was going on, the blankets on my upper body blocked me from seeing anything but the ceiling and left and right. No answer from him then I felt his warm tongue right on my cock head licking it a few times before he sucked it to the base a few times. I asked him again what was going on and he asked me what I was feeling right now as he went back to slowly just sucking it up and down, I told him what I was feeling and he told me he had put me under hypnosis and it was just my mind thinking that's what was going on, said all of that between long sucking motions up and down my cock.
I quit fighting it because for one thing he was not hurting me at all, quite the opposite really and I had a great moaning orgasm along with several minutes of constant sucking afterwards.
When he was done the room got even darker, he was also smart enough to wash my cock off so nothing was left behind like his saliva, put my clothes back in place then left me like that for a while.
He finally undoes everything and asked me to describe how I felt about the therapy, I told him the sucking part was really great and he just smiled at me saying again how he had me under a hypnotic state and things seem real to me during these. I ended up doing weekly sessions like this for about two months and what I gained out of it was I needed someone to suck my cock at least once a week.
I get released and seriously feel a lot better, asked my parents if I could go back to college in the fall and actually started that summer taking extra classes. I met a great woman my second semester there, she was a bit older than me in her forties but turned out we had similar likes in that she wanted a young guy with some stamina and wanted my cock sucked or in her pussy. So having sex is an incredible outlet for me, I just waiting too long to find out what I really needed in life.
I will not bore you with a run down of all things leading up to this one doctor who was new to me but during one therapy session he asked if I would try a new thing he was working on called weighted therapy was the way he put it. I was like sure, why not and the next session I get into the room and he has the lounger couch thing pulled away from the wall and I see a quite few straps laying there on the floor, I stood there for a second and asked what he was planning to do with me because this looked like the set for a torture session. He laughed assuring me it was not going to be that, he was just trying to simulate heaviness across my body using these folded blankets over here and straps to hold them on top of me.
I am laying there feeling strap after strap being put over my legs and upper body never really noticing that my middle area was open, I was wearing the typical scrub like outfits they hand out to you to avoid any clothing that can be used for other things. So like ten minutes into this I am feeling a bit relaxed actually then after a few more minutes of the low light in the room and the soothing music I feel the waistband of the bottoms and my underwear being pulled downward. I laid there for a few seconds before asking what was going on, the blankets on my upper body blocked me from seeing anything but the ceiling and left and right. No answer from him then I felt his warm tongue right on my cock head licking it a few times before he sucked it to the base a few times. I asked him again what was going on and he asked me what I was feeling right now as he went back to slowly just sucking it up and down, I told him what I was feeling and he told me he had put me under hypnosis and it was just my mind thinking that's what was going on, said all of that between long sucking motions up and down my cock.
I quit fighting it because for one thing he was not hurting me at all, quite the opposite really and I had a great moaning orgasm along with several minutes of constant sucking afterwards.
When he was done the room got even darker, he was also smart enough to wash my cock off so nothing was left behind like his saliva, put my clothes back in place then left me like that for a while.
He finally undoes everything and asked me to describe how I felt about the therapy, I told him the sucking part was really great and he just smiled at me saying again how he had me under a hypnotic state and things seem real to me during these. I ended up doing weekly sessions like this for about two months and what I gained out of it was I needed someone to suck my cock at least once a week.
I get released and seriously feel a lot better, asked my parents if I could go back to college in the fall and actually started that summer taking extra classes. I met a great woman my second semester there, she was a bit older than me in her forties but turned out we had similar likes in that she wanted a young guy with some stamina and wanted my cock sucked or in her pussy. So having sex is an incredible outlet for me, I just waiting too long to find out what I really needed in life.
