Dr. Greg Phillips looked at his watch, it was 3:30pm on a Friday afternoon, and he only had one patient left, a young man named Jason Johnston. Dr Phillips was a 45-year-old psychiatrist, who thought of himself as a fairly decent looking man. At 5'10" and 190lbs, and a good build, he was a decent catch for anyone his age.
Dr. Phillips really wasn't looking forward to this session; the younger patients usually tended to be boring and were just merely looking for some direction in life.
I took a big sigh, and got up and walked out into the waiting room. My first impression of Jason was a fairly young guy 21-24; he appeared to be athletic and well dressed.
"Hello there, (as he extended his hand) " Jason Johnston I presume?" The young man in front of him stood up and shook the older mans hand.
"Nice to meet you, and Yes I am Jason."
I then turned around and started back towards my office telling Jason to follow me. I told Jason to take a seat on the couch, relax, and that I would be right with him. I walked over to my desk grabbed my notebook and pen. I walked back over towards the couch that was occupied by the young man, and took a seat on the very first present I had received when I graduated and became a licensed Psychologist; I simply called it "The Chair."
"So Jason, tell me why are you here today?" as I opened up my notebook and prepared to jot down some notes.
"Well, I am kind of embarrassed to talk about it, but it is driving me crazy so I have to get it out, I...I think that I am addicted to sex!" he said.
I took a moment, paused and replied, "What exactly do you mean by that Jason?"
"Well, Jason reluctantly replied, " I think about it all the time!" Every time I see a good looking girl, or a sexy ad on TV, or anything remotely related to sex, I get all...you know...hot and bothered." Jason's cheeks slowly turned a deep red.
"Well, I replied, " You are a young man, and that is not at all uncommon for an individual your age.
"I know that, but there is more." As Jason slowly looked back towards the Dr. " I masturbate all the time, I do it everywhere, and I just can't stop.
I was immediately taken aback from the bluntness of Jason, but this was nothing that I couldn't handle...or so I thought. I asked, "What exactly do you mean, you do it everywhere?"
Jason took a deep breath and replied, "Well, I masturbate at least 4 times a day, and I can't control when I do it. When I feel the urge, I have to make myself cum or else I can't concentrate and I get all tense inside.
"Jason", I replied, " What sorts of things make you feel the need to masturbate, I mean...give me an idea of what we are talking about here.
Jason, who it seems was beginning to loosen up, gave him his first example. "One of my favorite things to jerk off to, are sex stories. There is this site on the Internet that has thousands of stories, stories that involve any kind of situation you could imagine. I visit that site daily and always find a good story to masturbate to.
I immediately picked up on one of the words he used "situations". "Jason, what kinds of situations do you enjoy reading about?" I asked.
"Well, he replied, " I actually have three favorites that I like to read about, Mind control, Lesbian sex, and...um...Gay male." Jason's red color returned to his face.
The last one took me by complete surprise. I would have never thought that his jock standing in front of me was gay, or bi...or at the least curious.
"Jason, what is your sexual preference?" I asked.
"Actually doc, I think that I am bi curious, I mean... I have love women, I love every aspect of women, but I love sex so much, that I want to try it all; I want to try to be with a man as well.
Hearing this actually started to make sense, after all most people who had an over-charged sex drive are bisexual.
"Jason are you attracted to all men?" I calmly asked.
"Actually, no, I have never found myself attracted to men of my age, they are always older than me, I always fantasize about being with older men, and don't go getting all Freudian on me...saying that I like older men because my dad never held me enough or any of the Oedipus complex bull crap!"
Ok...so I couldn't go there yet, but I would have to get back to it. I decided to take a completely different approach. "Jason, would you mind if I put you under hypnosis? I feel that it is the best way to get all of your feelings out, this way you are totally free and can just speak your mind with no worries.
Jason sat up, and looked right at me...he starred at me for a few seconds...than as quick as he got up, he laid back down. "Ok, I do not see any problems with that, lets do it."
I inched my chair closer to Jason, and told him to be calm, and relax.
"Jason, I want you to relax, I want you to let go of all of your thoughts and just concentrate on my voice. Just close your eyes, and loosen up inside. Hear my voice, you are feeling calm now...very calm...almost like you are drifting off to sleep, but I don't want you to sleep, I want you to clear your mind and imagine that you are all alone...laying on a cloud...just you and the cloud...no sound...no..worries...just you and the cloud...the cloud...and you...calm...silent...
Jason, seemed to just go completely limp, and I knew that he was now completely under.
"Jason, can you hear me?" I asked.