Kathy

Walt was in a particularly amorous mood when he headed upstairs for bed with Kathy, he had visions of some serious sex, hoping he could even coax a blow job from her. She gave incredible head and had learned how much he liked to cum in her mouth and then have her kiss him with his sperm coating her tongue. His cock was getting stiff just thinking about her soft, hot lips wrapped around the shaft, her tongue teasing the head as he peeled off his clothes and climbed into the bed snuggling up to her soft round ass.

As he reached around to caress her breasts, she pushed his hand away. He moved it back and she left it there, but there was no response from her. Usually, her magnificent nipples would swell up like big pink pencil erasers. Now, they remained soft and unresponsive, he kissed her cheek, trying to work his way around to her lips, but she turned away, "Can we just snuggle tonight?"

Irritated, Walt answered, "Sure, no problem," His stiff cock began to wilt in response to another night without sex. He rolled over and closed his eyes, thoroughly pissed this was becoming a regular occurrence. He had hoped that her seeing the shrink Castleman or whatever his name was would fix things but he was becoming certain that it was a waste of money. Three visits at a hundred bucks a pop and he still wasn't getting laid! In fact, since the last visit, he wasn't even getting kissed. Walt made up his mind to go and see this quack himself, he'd scheduled an appointment for the next day.

Walt showed up at the office having serious doubts as to what he was doing there, Sitting in the waiting room, impatiently flipping through an old sports magazine he wondered what his friends would think if word got out he had come here, "Mister Burt," the receptionist called, "You may go in now."

Walt stood, tossing the magazine on the chair, and went to the door just as he reached out for the knob, the door swung open Doctor Cassidy stood there, "Come in, please, Walter." Walt moved into the room, still taking the psychiatrist in. Cassidy stood a little over six feet tall, weighed about two hundred and thirty pounds, had a noticeable gut, and was beginning to go bald. He guessed his age at about 40, The beard and mustache partially hid a pudgy face, and were the same shade of red as what remaining hair topped his head, "Please, have a seat," Cassidy pointed to a comfortable-looking chair that Walt sat in still studying the doctor.

"I'm not sure why I'm here," Walt began, "It's my wife's problem that needs to be fixed."

Cassidy smiled at him understandingly, "You may be right, Walter, Kathy has some serious issues that we are working on."

Walt felt somewhat relieved that the doctor realized Kathy had the problems, "What kind of work?"

"Well, now Walter," Cassidy began, "I can't give you the specifics, professional ethics you know."

Walt nodded reluctantly, "But I can show you the most effective technique we have been using to help her come to grips with things." Walt looked at Cassidy inquisitively. "Let me show you, come over to the couch and take off your shoes."

The doctor was amazed how easily Walt went under. He tested twice to make sure he was asleep before he began to work.

"Walter, can you hear me?"

"Yes, I can."

"Good, then we can begin to fix the problem between you and Kathy."

"Fix the problem."

"You have a small cock, don't you?"

"Not small," Walt responded defensively.

"Your cock is only about five inches long, isn't it?"

"Yes, it's about five inches long."

"That is small for a grown man's cock." Cassidy stated forcefully, "Most real men have eight-inch cocks or bigger."

Walt hesitated a moment before answering, "Five inches is smaller than eight inches."

"That's right, and your cock is only five inches long."

"My cock is five inches long."

"Real men have big cocks."

Walt responded slowly, "Real men have big cocks."

"You have a small cock, Walt, don't you?"

"My cock is only five inches, real men have big cocks," Walt's voice droned on, "My cock isn't big."

Cassidy almost laughed, "You have a little boy cock, Walt, you aren't a man."

"Little boy, small cock, not a man."

"You aren't a real man, are you Walt?"

Walt replied meekly, "I have a small cock, real men have big cocks, I'm not a man."

Cassidy had a wicked thought, "But you like big cocks, don't you, you like to see big cocks on real men, don't you?"

"Yes!" Walt answered immediately, "I like to see big cocks."

"You would like to suck a really big cock, wouldn't you Walt," Cassidy unzipped his pants.

"Yes, I would."

Cassidy stood and moved by Walt, brushing his face with his cock, "Suck my man-sized cock, Walt, make me bigger."

Walt opened his mouth and began to suck the head of Cassidy's stiffening cock, he flicked his tongue into the slit, licking the pre-cum, and then grasped the shaft with his hand, "You've done this before, haven't you?"

Removing the cock from his mouth, Walt answered, "Yes, I have sucked cock before."

"You love being a cocksucker, don't you?"

Walt nodded as he continued sucking Cassidy's engorged dick, "You would rather suck my cock than make love to Kathy." Walt didn't respond except to continue sucking, "You don't like fucking your wife as much as you like sucking my man-sized prick, do you?"

Walt let the cock slide from his lips. "I like sucking your cock."

"You like sucking my cock better than fucking Kathy!"

"I like your cock better than my wife."

"From now on, whenever you see your wife naked, you will think of sucking my cock."

"You will think of my cock and how you love my cock, not your wife, your entire sex drive will focus on my cock, you will worship my cock and will do anything so you can suck it."

"Love your cock better than Kathy."

"If you try to make love to Kathy, you will think of my cock and lose your erection. You will go soft with your little boy cock, thinking of my man cock," Cassidy's voice was insistent, "You will never want to fuck Kathy again, only to suck my cock."

"Suck your cock, not fuck Kathy," Walt took the cock back into his mouth with a vengeance.

"But Kathy needs to be fucked," Cassidy continued, "Kathy needs a real man."

Walt paused, "Kathy needs a real man, needs to be fucked by a real man."

"You aren't a real man, are you Walt?"

"No, I have a little cock, real men have big cocks."

"You want me to fuck Kathy for you, Walt," Cassidy almost laughed, "You want Kathy to be fucked by a real man like me?"

"You fuck Kathy," Walt said, "You are a real man with a big cock."

"Tell me how much you want me to fuck your wife."

"I want you to fuck my wife."

"Beg me to fuck her."

"Please, fuck my wife with your big cock, please fuck her."

"Tell me that she is my bitch."

"Kathy is your bitch, please fuck Kathy!" Cassidy stuck his cock back in Walt's mouth and jerked himself off until he came in great white, sticky gobs, Walt swallowed it all, licking his cock clean.

"When you awaken, you will remember nothing that happened here except you have a constant craving for my cock, and you want your wife to fuck me all the time. You will not be able to get an erection around your wife anymore. You know she is my bitch to use whenever I want, and you are comfortable with that, you will encourage her to see me often." Walt nodded in agreement, "When I count to three, you will wake up, One, two, three."

"Well, as I figured, that didn't work," Walt sat up, "Sorry to waste your time doc." Walt got up to go, but Cassidy couldn't help but notice he kept staring at his crotch.

"Any time you need me, just call, Walt."

Walt licked his lips unconsciously, "I'll do that."

"Give my best to Kathy, for me."

"I'll tell her you were thinking of her," Walt said sincerely, "She needs you."

Cassidy smiled as Walt went out the door, "I know."