HOW ARE YOU, BEFORE ALL I'M GOING TO TELL YOU THAT THIS EMAIL FROM WHERE I'M WRITING IT IS DONE WITH SUCH AN END...JUST WRITE MY REALITY AND DONE...I DO IT FROM A SERVICE STATION TO NOT HAVE PROBLEMS IT CAN BE INTERPRETED IN A THOUSAND WAYS BUT IT'S NOT BAD...IT'S NOT ABUSE...IT'S HELPING AND THIS HELP HAS NO LIMITS...
I am a therapist for boys with mental problems or retards... I'm 53 years old, single, not fat nor thin... With a life of crap the only thing I do is work... satisfy myself and nothing more... I like to read, I go out very little, I'll tell you the truth it embarrasses me to sit down alone for dinner, I go to the movies, I like walking...... But nothing else than this, I look old, I'm not one to fix much... I think the pandemic made my life crap just like it did to all of us.
My job is usual but I like it's a SAMCO, there I have my consulting room that I go twice a week... Inside my work I started to know a boy with a slight delay for whom as an intellectually competent person (CI) of 50 to 69 years old is a slight delay, they acquire language late but are able to maintain the conversation
In the daily it was accompanied by mother first it was once a week later they were 2 times... well he was a man but as I explained beforehand one could talk at the height of this boy... between the chats we started talking about sex (mother started telling me about the increase in his masturbations, what he found on sheets, in his inner clothes...) people with mental deficiency have sexual needs that must be evacuated just like peopleNORMALES.SEINTERPRETER OF DIFFERENT MODES, MANY TIMES THEY ARE CHILDISH, OTHERS COMPLETELY LACKING IN SEXUALITY AND OTHERS EXAGGERATED SEXUAL IMPULSE... WHICH ACCORDING TO THE DEGREE OF DEMENCE CAN BE DANGEROUS, IN THIS CASE I TOOK THE DECISION TO 'HELP HIM' STARTED ASKING WHY HE DID IT NEXT...STARTED SHOWING ME THAT HE LIKED TO SEE LEGS...WHAT HE SAW AND WENT CRAZY MASTURBATING WAS A SEWING MACHINE MANUAL THAT JUST CAME WITH A SEWING MACHINE THAT MY MOM BOUGHT...IN THE MANUAL THERE WAS A PHOTO OF 'HOW TO PUT ON THE PANTS' IN THE PEDAL ...WITH THAT HE MASTURBATED..I ASKED HIM TO BRING THAT MANUAL FOR OTHER SESSIONS (WITHOUT TELLING MY MOM WHY I'M DOING THIS) THE MANUAL WAS SOMETHING NORMAL WHERE A NORMAL MODEL (NOT THOSE TV BEAUTIES) SITTING IN A CHAIR, HAD HER LEGS IN THE FOREGROUND WITH HIGH HEELS OR CHINESE SANDALS...IN THE PHOTO IT EXPLAINED HOW TO PUT ON THE FEET SO THAT THE MACHINE'S BRAKE OR SPEED WOULD WORK...CLEARLY...FOR A NORMAL PERSON IT'S SOMETHING EASY TO UNDERSTAND.. BUT FOR HIM IT WAS ALMOST OVERWHELMINGLY SEXUAL...
In these chats I started to see how I had erections when we talked about this, I had to maintain my composure but I began to get excited a lot I liked this situation... even if it was light in another case of a higher degree alone I couldn't be ... inside my madness and heat and with several self-masturbations seeing this I told him that in the next session we're going to do something similar to the photo so he can see that it's something normal...
THAT DAY I CAME, BEFORE MY MOTHER ASKED TO TALK TO ME AND SHE TOLD ME I WAS VERY AGITATED THIS TIME IS SAYING HOW ANXIOUS IT IS TO COME...I INFORMED HIM THAT IT'S SOMETHING I'M HANDLING WITH HIM SO HE CAN SEE THAT THERE ARE THINGS THAT ARE NORMAL FOR EVERYONE (THING THAT IS TRUE THE IDEA IS TO SHOW THAT THE PHOTO OR DRAWING IS NORMAL FOR EVERYONE) AFTER THIS CHAT I WENT TO THE CONSULTATION ROOM AND WE STARTED THE SESSION...I ASKED HOW HE WAS ...BELIEVE ME, HE CAME VERY EXCITED WHICH I TOLD HIM TO CALM DOWN AND LET'S START THIS EXPERIENCE OR CRAZE...I EXPLAINED THAT HE SHOULDN'T TELL ANYONE ABOUT IT...THERE WAS NOTHING STRANGE...MY GUARDIAN ANGEL...PANTS AND I PUT ON SOME GOLDEN SANDALS LIKE CHINELAS...SOMETHING NORMAL .(NOTHING STRANGE INSIDE THIS CRAZE)
EXPLAIN TO ME THAT I'M GOING TO SIT LIKE THE LADY IN THE PHOTO SO YOU CAN SEE THERE'S NOTHING STRANGE ABOUT IT, WHICH THE PHOTO HAS A REASON...A PURPOSE...KNOW HOW SPEED OR BRAKES WORK...PUT TWO SEATS FACING EACH OTHER. HE SAT DOWN IN THE FRONT SEAT ACROSS FROM MINE...I'LL EXPLAIN TO YOU THAT I'M GOING TO SIT DOWN THE SAME WAY SO YOU CAN SEE...
I sat up and lifted my pants to the knees, more or less like I was in the photo...I felt it and saw that I was left like shocked...saw his erection and said...
-RELAX...BREATHE...DON'T WORRY IT'S NORMAL. IF YOU LIKE IT, BUT TELL ME WHY YOU LIKE IT OR WHAT ATTRACTS YOU TO IT...
It was he who came out of my soul and I told him
...PAUSE... WE ARE ALONE PEACEFUL... BREATHE... NOTHING IS HAPPENING...
WHEN HE STOOD UP IT WAS TERRIFYING THE ERECTION HE HAD...
How the door always stays without key due to doubts... I got up and locked the door with a key... There I said...
Calm down...breathe...take off your pants...
I DON'T KNOW WHY I SAID IT...IF I GET EXCITED...MY MADNESS...MY LACK OF PROFESSIONALISM OR MY NEED...HOW COULDN'T I DO IT AGAIN? BUT AS I WAS APPROACHING HIM...
RELAX...BREATHE...WE'RE ALONE..MOM ISN'T HERE...I'M GOING TO LOWER THE SHOGUN I HAD...AND IT CAME OUT LIKE A SPRING...IT WAS JUST LIKE I SAID...HIS PENIS WAS HARD AND WITH A LOT OF PRE-EJACULATORY LIQUID...AT FIRST, I WANTED TO TELL HIM TO MASTURBATE SO HE COULD COME, BUT BEFORE SPEAKING...THE STREAM SPILLED ON MY BELLY BUTTON...IT'S INCREDIBLE THE AMOUNT OF SEMEN THAT CAME OUT......HE WAS RED...AGITATED AFTER THAT PREMATURE EJACULATION, I STAINED MY BELLY BUTTON...MY DELTANTAL HAD A WHITE STREAM LIKE A MOUNTAIN PATH, THICK...WHITE...AND WITH THE TYPICAL SMELL OF SPERM, I THINK MULTIPLIED BY 100...
AGAIN AND WITHOUT TOUCHING IT AS I SAID...
-CALM...IT'S NORMAL...DON'T TOUCH ME...I'LL CLEAN YOU...
WITHOUT PUTTING ON GLOVES...LOOK FOR DISCARDABLE SOCKS THAT I ALWAYS HAVE IN MY DESK...I GOT DOWN IN FRONT OF HIM, (HE WAS STANDING, GRABBED FROM THE BED)...WHAT CAUGHT MY ATTENTION IS HIS SIZE..CURVED..LARGE., ...WITH SWEETNESS HE TOOK IT FROM ITS BASE...(VERY BEAUTIFUL PUBIC AREA)...AND I STARTED CLEANING IT WITH CARE...WHILE I WAS CLEANING IT I TOLD HIM TO CALM DOWN...
SHHH QUIET...IT'S NORMAL...DON'T WORRY...BREATHE...YOU'RE WITH ME...YOU'RE FINE...YOU NEED TO FEEL FINE...
When he cleaned it, he would squeeze the base and the last drops would come out... I told him to turn up the Shogun...
He felt it again...don't throw away what he cleaned...I put it in a bag to throw away on the other side...clean the floor...I took out the vacuum cleaner...and then we sat down, I behind my desk and him in front of me...he was very relaxed...I told him never to say this happened...
I TOLD HIM ALL
-...SEE...NOTHING HAPPENS...IT'S JUST NORMAL...HE WASN'T SAYING ANYTHING BUT HE WAS MORE RELAXED THAN EVER...I SAID IT AGAIN...LET'S DO SOMETHING...YOU HAVE TO COME BACK ON FRIDAY...PLEASE DON'T TOUCH YOURSELF AND TELL ME HOW YOU FEEL ON FRIDAY...DO YOU THINK?...ARE YOU OKAY?...LOOK AT ME...BREATHE...RELAX...I THOUGHT I WAS RELAXED...I WASN'T DISTURBED...I DON'T KNOW IF I WOULD DO THIS WITH ANOTHER PERSON I'M CAPTIVATED BY HER SIMPLICITY AND I WANT TO HELP HER IN THIS WAY
WHEN I LEFT, LOOKING AT THE SITUATION A BIT, MY MOTHER GREETED ME AND TOLD ME EVERYTHING WAS FINE, WE HAD TALKED A LITTLE ON FRIDAY... WHEN THEY WENT AWAY IT WAS AUTOMATIC TO GET INTO THE CONSULTORIO BATHROOM TO SMELL MY HAND AND MASTURBATE WITH AN ADOLESCENT WITHOUT DIRECTION.. LIKE A PERSON DRUGGED BY NEED... LIKE A DELINQUENT ABUSER... I DIDN'T CARE ABOUT ANYTHING, JUST SATISFYING MY NEED... THAT MADNESS... THAT DAY I MASTURBATED TWICE AND WENT HOME FROM WORK WITHOUT A HANGOVER... ALMOST COMPLETELY SOAKED BECAUSE I NEEDED TO WALK WITH NOTHING... FEEL AIR... THINK ABOUT WHAT I HAD DONE... WHEN I ARRIVED AT HOME, I DIDN'T KNOW IF I SHOULD CRY, SCREAM OR WHAT WAS HAPPENING TO ME...
THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS TO ME AND IT HAPPENS...LOGICALLY THIS WITH TIME BECOMES THINGS BIGGER BECAUSE WE REMEMBER THAT IT'S A MAN WHO HAS NEEDS...I JUST WANT TO TELL THIS...IT GIVES ME SHAME TO SAY IT BUT IT'S MY MAN WHO CALMS ME DOWN AND HELPS ME LIKE THIS.
I am a therapist for boys with mental problems or retards... I'm 53 years old, single, not fat nor thin... With a life of crap the only thing I do is work... satisfy myself and nothing more... I like to read, I go out very little, I'll tell you the truth it embarrasses me to sit down alone for dinner, I go to the movies, I like walking...... But nothing else than this, I look old, I'm not one to fix much... I think the pandemic made my life crap just like it did to all of us.
My job is usual but I like it's a SAMCO, there I have my consulting room that I go twice a week... Inside my work I started to know a boy with a slight delay for whom as an intellectually competent person (CI) of 50 to 69 years old is a slight delay, they acquire language late but are able to maintain the conversation
In the daily it was accompanied by mother first it was once a week later they were 2 times... well he was a man but as I explained beforehand one could talk at the height of this boy... between the chats we started talking about sex (mother started telling me about the increase in his masturbations, what he found on sheets, in his inner clothes...) people with mental deficiency have sexual needs that must be evacuated just like peopleNORMALES.SEINTERPRETER OF DIFFERENT MODES, MANY TIMES THEY ARE CHILDISH, OTHERS COMPLETELY LACKING IN SEXUALITY AND OTHERS EXAGGERATED SEXUAL IMPULSE... WHICH ACCORDING TO THE DEGREE OF DEMENCE CAN BE DANGEROUS, IN THIS CASE I TOOK THE DECISION TO 'HELP HIM' STARTED ASKING WHY HE DID IT NEXT...STARTED SHOWING ME THAT HE LIKED TO SEE LEGS...WHAT HE SAW AND WENT CRAZY MASTURBATING WAS A SEWING MACHINE MANUAL THAT JUST CAME WITH A SEWING MACHINE THAT MY MOM BOUGHT...IN THE MANUAL THERE WAS A PHOTO OF 'HOW TO PUT ON THE PANTS' IN THE PEDAL ...WITH THAT HE MASTURBATED..I ASKED HIM TO BRING THAT MANUAL FOR OTHER SESSIONS (WITHOUT TELLING MY MOM WHY I'M DOING THIS) THE MANUAL WAS SOMETHING NORMAL WHERE A NORMAL MODEL (NOT THOSE TV BEAUTIES) SITTING IN A CHAIR, HAD HER LEGS IN THE FOREGROUND WITH HIGH HEELS OR CHINESE SANDALS...IN THE PHOTO IT EXPLAINED HOW TO PUT ON THE FEET SO THAT THE MACHINE'S BRAKE OR SPEED WOULD WORK...CLEARLY...FOR A NORMAL PERSON IT'S SOMETHING EASY TO UNDERSTAND.. BUT FOR HIM IT WAS ALMOST OVERWHELMINGLY SEXUAL...
In these chats I started to see how I had erections when we talked about this, I had to maintain my composure but I began to get excited a lot I liked this situation... even if it was light in another case of a higher degree alone I couldn't be ... inside my madness and heat and with several self-masturbations seeing this I told him that in the next session we're going to do something similar to the photo so he can see that it's something normal...
THAT DAY I CAME, BEFORE MY MOTHER ASKED TO TALK TO ME AND SHE TOLD ME I WAS VERY AGITATED THIS TIME IS SAYING HOW ANXIOUS IT IS TO COME...I INFORMED HIM THAT IT'S SOMETHING I'M HANDLING WITH HIM SO HE CAN SEE THAT THERE ARE THINGS THAT ARE NORMAL FOR EVERYONE (THING THAT IS TRUE THE IDEA IS TO SHOW THAT THE PHOTO OR DRAWING IS NORMAL FOR EVERYONE) AFTER THIS CHAT I WENT TO THE CONSULTATION ROOM AND WE STARTED THE SESSION...I ASKED HOW HE WAS ...BELIEVE ME, HE CAME VERY EXCITED WHICH I TOLD HIM TO CALM DOWN AND LET'S START THIS EXPERIENCE OR CRAZE...I EXPLAINED THAT HE SHOULDN'T TELL ANYONE ABOUT IT...THERE WAS NOTHING STRANGE...MY GUARDIAN ANGEL...PANTS AND I PUT ON SOME GOLDEN SANDALS LIKE CHINELAS...SOMETHING NORMAL .(NOTHING STRANGE INSIDE THIS CRAZE)
EXPLAIN TO ME THAT I'M GOING TO SIT LIKE THE LADY IN THE PHOTO SO YOU CAN SEE THERE'S NOTHING STRANGE ABOUT IT, WHICH THE PHOTO HAS A REASON...A PURPOSE...KNOW HOW SPEED OR BRAKES WORK...PUT TWO SEATS FACING EACH OTHER. HE SAT DOWN IN THE FRONT SEAT ACROSS FROM MINE...I'LL EXPLAIN TO YOU THAT I'M GOING TO SIT DOWN THE SAME WAY SO YOU CAN SEE...
I sat up and lifted my pants to the knees, more or less like I was in the photo...I felt it and saw that I was left like shocked...saw his erection and said...
-RELAX...BREATHE...DON'T WORRY IT'S NORMAL. IF YOU LIKE IT, BUT TELL ME WHY YOU LIKE IT OR WHAT ATTRACTS YOU TO IT...
It was he who came out of my soul and I told him
...PAUSE... WE ARE ALONE PEACEFUL... BREATHE... NOTHING IS HAPPENING...
WHEN HE STOOD UP IT WAS TERRIFYING THE ERECTION HE HAD...
How the door always stays without key due to doubts... I got up and locked the door with a key... There I said...
Calm down...breathe...take off your pants...
I DON'T KNOW WHY I SAID IT...IF I GET EXCITED...MY MADNESS...MY LACK OF PROFESSIONALISM OR MY NEED...HOW COULDN'T I DO IT AGAIN? BUT AS I WAS APPROACHING HIM...
RELAX...BREATHE...WE'RE ALONE..MOM ISN'T HERE...I'M GOING TO LOWER THE SHOGUN I HAD...AND IT CAME OUT LIKE A SPRING...IT WAS JUST LIKE I SAID...HIS PENIS WAS HARD AND WITH A LOT OF PRE-EJACULATORY LIQUID...AT FIRST, I WANTED TO TELL HIM TO MASTURBATE SO HE COULD COME, BUT BEFORE SPEAKING...THE STREAM SPILLED ON MY BELLY BUTTON...IT'S INCREDIBLE THE AMOUNT OF SEMEN THAT CAME OUT......HE WAS RED...AGITATED AFTER THAT PREMATURE EJACULATION, I STAINED MY BELLY BUTTON...MY DELTANTAL HAD A WHITE STREAM LIKE A MOUNTAIN PATH, THICK...WHITE...AND WITH THE TYPICAL SMELL OF SPERM, I THINK MULTIPLIED BY 100...
AGAIN AND WITHOUT TOUCHING IT AS I SAID...
-CALM...IT'S NORMAL...DON'T TOUCH ME...I'LL CLEAN YOU...
WITHOUT PUTTING ON GLOVES...LOOK FOR DISCARDABLE SOCKS THAT I ALWAYS HAVE IN MY DESK...I GOT DOWN IN FRONT OF HIM, (HE WAS STANDING, GRABBED FROM THE BED)...WHAT CAUGHT MY ATTENTION IS HIS SIZE..CURVED..LARGE., ...WITH SWEETNESS HE TOOK IT FROM ITS BASE...(VERY BEAUTIFUL PUBIC AREA)...AND I STARTED CLEANING IT WITH CARE...WHILE I WAS CLEANING IT I TOLD HIM TO CALM DOWN...
SHHH QUIET...IT'S NORMAL...DON'T WORRY...BREATHE...YOU'RE WITH ME...YOU'RE FINE...YOU NEED TO FEEL FINE...
When he cleaned it, he would squeeze the base and the last drops would come out... I told him to turn up the Shogun...
He felt it again...don't throw away what he cleaned...I put it in a bag to throw away on the other side...clean the floor...I took out the vacuum cleaner...and then we sat down, I behind my desk and him in front of me...he was very relaxed...I told him never to say this happened...
I TOLD HIM ALL
-...SEE...NOTHING HAPPENS...IT'S JUST NORMAL...HE WASN'T SAYING ANYTHING BUT HE WAS MORE RELAXED THAN EVER...I SAID IT AGAIN...LET'S DO SOMETHING...YOU HAVE TO COME BACK ON FRIDAY...PLEASE DON'T TOUCH YOURSELF AND TELL ME HOW YOU FEEL ON FRIDAY...DO YOU THINK?...ARE YOU OKAY?...LOOK AT ME...BREATHE...RELAX...I THOUGHT I WAS RELAXED...I WASN'T DISTURBED...I DON'T KNOW IF I WOULD DO THIS WITH ANOTHER PERSON I'M CAPTIVATED BY HER SIMPLICITY AND I WANT TO HELP HER IN THIS WAY
WHEN I LEFT, LOOKING AT THE SITUATION A BIT, MY MOTHER GREETED ME AND TOLD ME EVERYTHING WAS FINE, WE HAD TALKED A LITTLE ON FRIDAY... WHEN THEY WENT AWAY IT WAS AUTOMATIC TO GET INTO THE CONSULTORIO BATHROOM TO SMELL MY HAND AND MASTURBATE WITH AN ADOLESCENT WITHOUT DIRECTION.. LIKE A PERSON DRUGGED BY NEED... LIKE A DELINQUENT ABUSER... I DIDN'T CARE ABOUT ANYTHING, JUST SATISFYING MY NEED... THAT MADNESS... THAT DAY I MASTURBATED TWICE AND WENT HOME FROM WORK WITHOUT A HANGOVER... ALMOST COMPLETELY SOAKED BECAUSE I NEEDED TO WALK WITH NOTHING... FEEL AIR... THINK ABOUT WHAT I HAD DONE... WHEN I ARRIVED AT HOME, I DIDN'T KNOW IF I SHOULD CRY, SCREAM OR WHAT WAS HAPPENING TO ME...
THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS TO ME AND IT HAPPENS...LOGICALLY THIS WITH TIME BECOMES THINGS BIGGER BECAUSE WE REMEMBER THAT IT'S A MAN WHO HAS NEEDS...I JUST WANT TO TELL THIS...IT GIVES ME SHAME TO SAY IT BUT IT'S MY MAN WHO CALMS ME DOWN AND HELPS ME LIKE THIS.
3 comentários - Unraveling therapist or comforting therapist.
A veces las terapias alternativas o no abordadas por lo academico son efectivas.
Sin duda una historia para seguir.
Respecto de la terapeuta me encantaria conocerla o chatear con ella, por lo que si esta leyendo este comentario me encantria me escriba.
Saludos.