Part One: Second Visit to Massage Therapist

My massage therapist has, as she said, the same body as me:

We’re both all arms and legs!

But, while my hands are far too thin and delicate to be useful for muscle knots, hers are far more solid and strong.

Today she asked to start on my legs. I stripped down and got under the sheet. She stayed in the room. Usually therapists leave when you undress but we both felt there was no need.

She lifted the sheet off my right leg and all the way up to the small of my back. Then, lifting my foot she widened the distance between my legs. Slowly she pressed the muscles in my arches and calf. She whispered softly

Your legs are so tiny and smooth.

Halfway up my thigh, she paused and asked if it hurt. I said no, it felt very good.

She pressed higher and higher and moved towards my inner thigh. My breathing quickened and she rested both her hands just below my genitals:

And now?

Now it is very very good.

She slipped both her index fingers between my thighs and began making slow circles on my clitoris. I breathed yes.

Suddenly she stopped. I kept my eyes closed and I heard fabric falling. The sheet covering my body was removed and I felt her hair and then her hard nipples on my back.

How about now?

And her fingers were arched inside me hard her tongue searching for my ear and neck.

Blowing Monsters

If I could have the power to violate all the apparent boundaries of fiction, I would become a character in a horror movie who sucks the monster's cock.
I don't want some random non-famous undead/monstrous penis, but I would like to see Jason Voorhies or the (I would assume pierced) cock of Pinhead. I am choosy though - Freddy just doesn't do anything for me.

Are these guys only monsters who get off by killing? I have studied them closely and I think there could be more. I feel pretty sure if I could get Michael Myers pants off and my wet mouth and warm, soft breath near his crotch before he ran his knife up and completely through me I could get him hard. If I moved deftly enough and sliced his pants open with my own blade (I am not going unarmed into this!) and his hardening cock into my mouth fast enough I am pretty sure he would enjoy it. And I bet his cum would taste like nectar of ambrosia.

Wet Sauna

The shower at the gym is odd.

The naked bodies there, the bare bodies of women there – are not the bodies of women I know. The television bodies and porn bodies are smooth, lithe poreless.
My own body, alive with angles and sinew is more like the tv bodies. My small breasts jump excitedly from my chest.

But the bodies at the gym stun me. They are rippled, red and loose. They hang and dangle in fascinating places. There are welts and puckers where I always thought only smooth slopes were. And breasts that are large lay flat and deflated while the small ones are often cockeyed and silly. Overall though, and this is something I like because I don’t have it, these bodies look soft. Soft and comfortable. No, comforting.

I walked into the wet sauna and along with a wall of steam I was met with the glare of two grey eyes. No one else was in there. The woman, at least in her forties, kept watching me even after I dropped my eyes. I could feel it. She was sitting naked and rubbing herself with a natural loofah. Rubbing her arms, her legs, her large breasts and finally her flat broad hips.

I sat down beneath her, just to her right.

I had my Great White Shark towel from Myrtle Beach wrapped around me. I very slowly let it drop. So she could see my arm and back muscles, recently worked to failure and swollen. I continued to slowly pull my towel down and off my back entirely. Then I opened it so she could see my flat stomach and the complete hairlessness between my legs.

I shifted my gaze up slightly to meet hers again but she was not looking in my face. And she was using the loofah now to rub between her own legs.

I watched. Then I cupped my breasts lightly with both my hands and lightly thumbed my nipples. She moaned. The steam was thick but I could see as she inserted two fingers inside herself. I opened my legs and ran my fingers up and down my thighs. Using the fingers of my right hand, I slowly spread apart my labia. She whispered yes repeatedly. I looked down at myself and then, too hot……quickly wrapped my shark towel around myself and left for the showers.

To see who else was around.

Electro Play: Oral Sex Treatment

Electrosexual Therapy - Involves the administration of brief electrical impulses to the cock while inserted in my mouth, which may help to reduce all other behavior (for the severely ill).





The first time I used electric shock was by accident. I was fixing a stereo while it was on and found that it felt good on my clitoris. That is a lie. The first time was the electric fences that kep the fucking sheep away from the blind and mangled glue horses when I was a kid.

Oh god I loved those low loose fences.

Electricity is a shortcut. It is useful. I want to cut the wires to this lamp right here and peel off the beige plastic and attach it to your cock, plug it in and wrap my mouth around the whole works.

We would form a circuit. Movements would gain a new critcalness and the wetness of my tongue and throat would be pure incapacitating menace.

Oral Fixation

"In our culture,there are things we may or may not do with our mouths..."


When I was a little kid I sucked my thumb.

Oral fixation is a condition which causes certain people to always require stimulation of the mouth. The concept was coined by Sigmund Freud, probably during one of his cocaine highs. He thought that young infants get some sort of "orgasmic" pleasure from sucking, chewing, biting, etc., because that is what is most important in their lives at that point: nourishment through the mouth. Children who did not get enough stimulation were believed to later on develop oral fixation.
People with oral fixation can be identified because they are always eating, biting their nails, licking their lips, drinking, chewing the tips of their pencils, or making out. There are other "fixations", such as nasal fixations, which requires constant stimulation of the nasal area, usually by sticking coins up there, or drinking milk or rum through the nasal cavities. It is quite entertaining to be around a drunk person with a nasal fixation.


I no longer suck thumbs, I suck cocks.