A week ago, my friend had showed me porn for the first time in my life. The last weekend though we did something different. We unbuckled our pants and started rubbing our dicks like they did in the video. When we were just in the middle of the session, he glanced at my penis and his mouth fell wide open. “Wow, it’s enormous.”
I raised an eyebrow. I believed first that it might have been his that was small, but he reassured me it wasn’t true. He’d apparently masturbated with a couple of other friends and knew my size was well above average.
After this incident I never thought so much about this. Until the word started spreading among my classmates. They started glancing between my legs and giggle behind my shoulders. It started getting embarrassing and in the last couple of days I started sitting by myself, farther and farther away from everyone else. This affected my grades which made my parents worried. The worst thing was that I couldn’t explain why either. “If you don’t want to talk to us about it,” said my father one evening, “it might be a good idea to a book a meeting with the school psychologist.”
I agreed and the next morning was my first meeting with her.
I breathed deeply and approached her door. I knocked but it was barely audible because of my trembling hands. She opened the door and was dressed in dark stockings, sandals with low heels and pink buttoned sweater that veiled her bulging breasts. She’d thick black hair and round glasses. On her face were fresh lipstick and dimples when she smiled. I got the impression that she’d waited for me longer than our appointed meeting. When I was about to walk past her, she held out her hand that gently touched me on my thigh. I looked at her. “Take a seat,” she said and pointed to the armchair, “don’t be shy.”
I sat down. She sat down on the couch that was right in front of me. “What’s been troubling you,” she said while folding her leg, “for the last couple of days?”
I blushed a little and struggled to say, “I… my classmates have been spreading rumors about me.”
She nodded and wrote down some notes. “Can you tell me a bit more, is it unpleasant rumors or rumors that’s not true at all?”
“It’s embarrassing, that’s all.”
She opened the window a little and unbuttoned her sweater. “Do you mind opening up to me?”
“I don’t know if I want to say.”
“We have a thing called professional secrecy. It means whatever happens in this room… stays in this room.”
“They are spreading a rumor about the size of my penis,” I said while staring down at the floor.
She leaned over and put her hand on my thigh. “It’s nothing to be embarrassed over.”
“I don’t know. I find it a bit uncomfortable.”
“I experienced something similar when I was younger. Growing up, I was the first who hit puberty and my breasts grew rapidly. Girls started chatting about them that made me blush. I also went to a psychologist. She gave me the best advice to cope with the unwanted attention.”
I leaned forward. “What was that?”
“Just accept it.” She rose and hung her sweater on a hanger. She made more than half of her breasts visible to me. “People stare all the time and I don’t mind.”
“I think it is easier said than done.”
She shook her head. “I can help you.”
“How?”
“You must get it out the closet.”
My mind was clouded. “What exactly must I get out?”
“What you are embarrassed over.”
“But I’m sharing it now with you.”
She shook her head. “No you aren’t.”
“Who I’m supposed to show it to?”
She looked between my legs. “You can show it to me.”
I blushed. “Okay… you won’t tell anyone?”
“I promise you.” There was something in that voice that made my penis slightly harder. She drummed her fingers on the arm of the couch and waited. I tried to unbuckle my pants, but I sweated all of sudden. My slippery fingers couldn’t get a grip. “I think it will be easier if you are standing up.”
I blushed even deeper. I rose but still struggled. She laid her paper and pen to the side and went on her knees. “I can help you.” She unbuckled my belt with an ease. She pulled down my pants. “It’s not a rumor.” Her eyes widened. “This is the biggest dick I’ve ever seen.”
My heart rate went up and I tried to say something but couldn’t find any words. She pulled the foreskin down and studied it thoroughly. She rolled up the foreskin and rolled it down again a bit longer than the first. She licked her soft hand and stroked it again. She got closer, her lips gently brushing the tip and murmured, “This is the most amazing dick I’ve ever seen.” She pulled back and stroked it gently once more. She slipped a hand under her own pants and smeared her fluid along my penis. She spat in her hands and gently massaged it from the bottom all the way to the top. “How does it feel?” she asked while keeping eye contact.
“It feels g-good.”
She got close again and extended her tongue to lick the tip. She brushed her lips around it and finally opened her mouth to taste it fully. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I closed my eyes but her sucking noises echoed up to my ears. She then put her hands on my thighs and went all the way down to my root and went all the way back. I breathed harder. She kept going all the way down and all the way back till only the lips were on the glans. I grabbed her head, and she quickened the pace. I couldn’t hold it in much longer. Someone knocked on the door. She quickly let the dick slip out her mouth. She glanced at the clock and rolled her eyes. “Another appointment.” I quickly pulled up my pants. She put on her sweater. “Come in!”
A girl with her head down and face filled with tears stepped in. The psychologist looked at me passively as if nothing strange had happened in this room. “Can you come tomorrow, so we can finish what we talked about… the same time?”
I nodded and left her room.
ps: I also post on [dirtytell.com](https://dirtytell.com/posts/losing-my-virginity-to-my-school-psychologist) part two is up there as well.
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