Date: Sun, 06 Nov 2011 11:33:13 -0800
From: bjjl <bjjl@charter.net>
Subject: Sins of the Father

Paul Bennett quietly stepped into the office. The plaque on the door read:
Dr. John Weston, Psychiatrist. The woman behind the desk spoke up.

"The doctor will be with you shortly."

Paul smiled, nodded his head and sat down in one of the leather chairs.
Paul had never been to a psychiatrist in his life. He was not sure if he
should see one now. There was something in the back of his mind he had to
find out.



The door opened and Dr. Weston smiled as he leaned into the room.

"Mr. Bennett. Please come in."

"Have a seat in that chair. Sorry I don't use couches. I find it kind of
stereotypical, don't you think?"

Paul smiled, "yes, I guess so."



"I see you requested an hour session. I suppose I could ask you a lot of
Freudian questions that would make little or no sense at all. Instead, I'll
let you start at a point you want and we'll go on from there. OK?"

Paul nodded, adjusting himself in the large chair.

"It's me and my son, Jason. Jason is 19 now. He's in a software business
with a friend. Anyway it's about our relationship. It's kind of hard to
describe without making it sound sick and twisted."



The doctor smiled at Paul. "Just explain it as accurately as you can."

"Well, first off I should say my son is gay. He's been for many years. I
was not aware of it until he told me."

Paul rubbed his hands together. "I'm not gay. I was married to my wife for
twenty two years until she passed."



The doctor poured a glass of water and gave it to Paul. "Is the problem
with you and your son? The fact that he's gay?"

Paul took a sip of water.

"No. I guess I should go back a few years, after I lost my wife. All my
life I've had a fascination with, well kinky things. Sexually that is, but
I never let my wife know about it."

"What kind of kinky things, Mr. Bennett?"



"Things like BDS&M. Submissive men being used sexually by other men or
women. I've read many books and articles on the subject. They excite and
stimulate me sexually. I know it sounds weird."

"Not really Mr. Bennett. There are many people that actively live the
lifestyle you speak about. There are many clubs that cater to such things.
It's only bad if it leads to physical harm. Either yours or someone
else's."



"Yes I know. I joined a few of those clubs after my wife was gone. I would
never wanted he to find out. Anyway, I met with some dominant men who were
around my age. I'm 49. My son Jason is 19. I guess I already said that."

Dr.  Weston smiled and waved his hand . "I think I have a working back
ground. What is the issue that brings you to me. I don't think it's the
fact your son is gay. Is it the fact that you sexually like dominant men
now?"



"More to the point," Paul wiped his four head with his hand. "It' about the
relationship my son and I have with each other."

The doctor folded his hands. "What relationship is that?"

"Well. Well. I am sort of his slave. Sexual slave that is."

The doctor leaned forward on his desk. "You don't like to be used sexually
by him?"



"No. No, that's not it at all. We've living like this for about two years
now. I mean ever since he found out about me. You know, being into BDS&M
and that sort of thing. He was 17 at the time."

The doctor took off his glasses and placed them on the desk. "What happened
at that point? When he found out."

"Well, I think he was caught off guard at first. Kind of like I was when he
told me he was gay. Then he went through my closets at home."



"Looking for what?"

"He found my bondage magazines. Some of my stuff. You know, dildos, ball
gags, cock rings, collars, nipple clamps, cuffs. All those sorts of
things."

"Did he throw them out? Burn them?"

"No. Actually he used them. He bound my hands with the cuffs, Stripped my
clothes off and raped me in the bedroom."



"The issue is being raped by your gay son?"

"No. No, actually I liked that. I found it to be extremely humiliating and
also very arousing. He told me it was something he had always wanted to
do. He said he was going to continue to do it from now on. He said if I
wanted to be submissive I was going to be submissive to him and him alone."



"And you are alright with that? You are going along?"

"Oh, yes. I didn't think he thought of me in that way."

"What is this relationship like?"

"Well, he has taken charge of me mostly all the time. Except now. He
doesn't know I'm seeing a psychiatrist."

"What would he do if he found out?"

"Probably tie me up tight and use the cock and ball whip on me. And
whatever else he wanted."



"Something you don't like?"

"I kind of do. It can be painful sometimes. The whip striking my penis
makes me rock hard. He also uses it on my testicles and my buttocks."

"Does he request oral sex? Sodomizes you? Masturbates you?"

"Yes. All of those except masturbation. I'm not allowed to masturbate
anymore. Only Jason can allow that."

"He keeps your genitals in a chastity device?"



"Yes, most all the time now." Paul stood up, unzipped his pants and let
them drop to the floor. There was a silver cage locked around his penis and
a ring that also went around his testicles.

The doctor put his glasses back on and stared at the device.

"Most interesting," he replied. "You wear this all the time?"

"Yes. Only Jason has the key to unlock it."

The doctor motioned with his hand. "Please. Put your pants back on."



The doctor rubbed his chin and neck. "Does that obstruct your penis? I mean
during an erection?"

Paul smiled at him. "Yeah, very much so. It bulges out of the cage. As you
saw it was bent in a downward position. It eventually shrinks back."

Dr. Weston was becoming more intrigued by the minute with this case.

"How long does Jason wait before he allows you to masturbate?"



"From three to six weeks, sometimes longer. Depends on his mood and how I
preform."

"How do you preform?"

"When he wants to ejaculate. I swallow his sperm and then clean his penis
and scrotum with my tongue."

Dr. Weston reached under his desk and adjusted the huge bulge in his
pants. It was the first time he had been that hard in many weeks.



"I seems our time is up for this session." The Dr. Weston said. "We'll
schedule for another on next Tuesday. Is that fine with you?"

Paul stood and nodded. "Sure. I can get away on Tuesdays."

Dr. Weston told his secretary to hold his calls for a half hour. The doctor
went into his private bathroom. He stripped his clothes off and masturbated
in front of the mirror.





The Following Tuesday:



Dr. Weston was very much looking forward to another session with Paul
Bennett. His own sexual desires were beginning to surface.

"Have a seat, Mr. Bennett. Last time we were talking about how you preform
for your son. How many time a day do you give oral sex?"

"My son is 19, as I said. Sexual active and very horny. He can have seven
to ten erections a day."

"He expects you to satisfy him orally every time?"



Paul smiled. "No. Not every time. Some times he gets the urge to just fuck
me."

"All of this makes you uncomfortable?"

"More guilty than uncomfortable. It's a strange relationship for a father
and son to have."

Dr. Weston poured some water for them and handed a glass to Paul.

"What's it like around the house? How do you act in that respect?"



Paul smiled a bit and rubbed his chin.

"I'm naked most all the time. That's how Jason wants it. When I enter the
house I have to strip completely. The only thing I can have is my penis
cage and the leather collar."

Dr. Weston interrupted.

"How is the social structure. Do you call him son? He calls you dad?"

"No. I have to call him Sir. He calls me slut or whore."



"Does that humiliate and degrade you? Make you angry?"

Paul shook his head. "No. It arouses me if anything."

"The humiliations do?"

Paul chuckled to himself. "Jason knows humiliation makes me submissive. I'm
like that when I'm embarrassed or ashamed. He knows that."

"What are some examples?"



"Keeping me naked. Spankings. Fucking me. That's always humbling. Making me
crawl on my hands and knees. Watching me when I go to the bathroom and when
I shower."

Dr. Weston folded his hands. "Taking away your privacy?"

"Basically and doing what ever he likes with me."

"Such as?"

"Driving in the car. He'll unzip my pants and pull my penis out. He'll
pinch my nipples while I'm driving. He knows that makes me erect. He likes
to watch my penis swell up in it's cage."



Dr. Weston smiled, once again adjusting the large bulge in his pants.

"Does he make you exhibit yourself in public?"

"Oh, no. Not something I would want to do. Sometimes he'll make me wear a
vibrating butt plug when we go shopping. He turns it on and puts the
controls in my shirt pocket."

"He does that to humiliate you?"

"Yes. He does it to prostate milk me."



Dr. Weston's eyebrows went up."Prostate milking?"

"Yes. The constant vibration against the prostate. Eventually gives me a
prostate orgasm. I don't know if you ever had a prostate orgasm?"

Dr. Weston shook his head. "No, I haven't."

"You should try it sometime. It's far more intense and exciting than
regular masturbation."

The doctor smiled again. "What happens during this orgasm?"



"Well, you basically ejaculate in your pants. Jason takes a lot of pleasure
watching me try to hold my composure, while all this is happening on in my
pants. Even though other people can't see what is happening, I'm
exceedingly humiliated by the act. Jason will leave the vibrating plug in
me until the batteries run down or we get home. Whichever happens first."



Dr. Weston had to adjust his pants again.

"I think you should bring Jason to our next session. We could possibly work
out some details in your relationship."

Paul quickly shook his head.

"OH, No. Jason would never come. He doesn't even know I come here to see
you on Tuesdays."



Dr. Weston shook his head.

"You should tell him. I think both of you are too far along to keep things
hidden from each other. Especially when things need to be sorted
out. Honesty is the best solution. It's never good to hide things behind
your back."

Paul bowed his head down to stare at the floor.

"I'll ask him, but don't expect much."

Dr. Weston stood up and smiled. "Well then. See you next Tuesday."





The Next Tuesday:



Dr. Weston's was very pleased to Paul and his son Jason walk into his
office. Dr. Weston extended his hand to Jason which he ignored. Jason was a
very handsome young man. Over six foot tall, bushy light brown hair with a
beautiful pair of green eyes. His body was tan, slim and muscular, like
that of a surfer. Dr. Weston understood his father's attraction to him.



"I'm glad you decided to come with your father. I think now we can make
some progress."

"I'm sure we can," Jason said looking over to his father. "Strip!"

Paul quickly removed all his clothes and knelt on the floor naked.

Dr. Weston slowly sat down behind his desk.

"I don't think that's really necessary."



Jason sat down in the leather chair.

"I think you should see him in his natural state. This is the position he's
most comfortable in. Show the doctor your cock position."

Paul opened his legs, tilted his head back and opened his mouth wide.

"You can either jack off in his mouth on on his face. Or, slide you cock in
his mouth to let him suck it."



Dr. Weston's penis was quickly rising in his pants.

"Well, I think we should talk about your father."

Jason smiled, "exactly. My father wants to suck your cock."

Dr. Weston quickly leaned back in his chair. "I beg your pardon?"

"I said my father wants to suck your cock. He knows how sexually excited
you become when he talks about his life."



Dr. Weston snapped back. "That's preposterous!"

Jason was still smiling. "Really. Stand up."

"What for?"

Jason walked around the desk and Dr. Weston slowly stood up. Jason quickly
reached over and rubbed his hand over his crotch.

"See? You're hard right now! Just the sight of my father made you
hard. Didn't it?"



Dr. Weston pushed Jason's hand away.

"NO! That's not true. It's not proper for you to touch me."

Dr. Weston stepped from behind his desk to where Paul was kneeling. Paul
reached up, released the belt and pulled the doctor's pants down.
Dr. Weston was not wearing underwear. His large cock popped out immediately
and Paul quickly gobbled it up in his mouth.



Jason had a big smile on his face.

"Now, that's all it took. I think your therapy is going along just fine."

Dr. Weston wanted to pull away but something made freeze on the spot while
Paul sucked his cock and licked his balls. Dr. Weston had been sucked many
times, but never by a man. The doctor didn't have much control over his
orgasm. His back arched and his head went back as Paul sucked up his
juices.



Jason ordered his father to dress as he reached over an patted Dr. Weston
on the testicles.

"You're hung pretty good there."

Jason tossed a note on Dr. Weston's desk.

"We won't be coming back. I think my dad is just fine with his place. If
you're ever interested about him. I left our address on your desk."

Jason and his father walked out of the office never to return....

End