Last time I wrote, I was convinced I was addicted to the practice of deepthroat with my sexy friend. The need to indulge myself in him felt overpowering at times. I realized this week that the stress and frenzy of the holidays could be contributing to my addictive behavior and feelings.
In his profession, Deep is busiest at work during the holidays and simply wasn’t available at my whims for regular sessions. It sucked for me, but it gave me time to deal with and work out my true feelings and reflect on the past year, and make goals for the new year.
I don’t think I have been both sober and single during the holidays since I was in high school. Regular life sortof pauses during the holidays and things are just different. Because of my new (better) habits I developed for 2022, I don’t really have friends to eat, drink, and be merry with anymore. I have distanced myself from those kind of friends. The only regular social interaction I have is weekly with my therapist and with Deep.
This is where it hit me, the light bulb went off. My weekly deepthroat sessions are a form of therapy! Super sexy, mind-blowingly blissful, fantastic therapy, but therapy all the same. It is just as pertinent to my mental health as seeing my doctor and taking my medication. Deep is sober as well, and it occurred to me that we often reflect on our drunken shenanigans of our past for a laugh when we are hanging out. I’m deepthroating my AA buddy, and I have no shame about it.
Last week’s session was much-needed. Because we had both been so busy with the holidays, it had been 2 weeks. The desire and build-up was almost unbearable. The usual pleasantries didn’t last long before his pants were off and he was in my mouth. I just had to have that cock in my mouth. It was rock hard in an instant and my thirsty throat devoured him.
That wonderful and familiar feeling of the ridge of his throbbing head rubbing against the space where my tonsils would be. The pleasure of that feeling is indescribable. I had missed it so badly, and it was so welcome and lovely to have it back again. Grasping that cock with my throat muscles and swallowing and gagging is one of my most favorite experiences.
We went on and on for what was close to 2 hours. Neither of us wanted it to end. The intensity and the sensation is unparalleled to any other sexual situation I have ever been in. Every. single. time. Even the lackluster sessions are amazing. My desire and attraction never seems to wane. There is simply no such thing as a bad session with him.
I must be at a certain point in my monthly cycle, because this entire week I have been insatiably horny. I have spent most of my spare private time watching our greatest hits and masturbating, just anticipating the next moment to indulge in him again. I cannot get enough of that dick. I have ADHD and a tendency to hyper focus on certain things, but this particular thing really grabs my attention.
Tonight I couldn’t decide what to do, so I just laid him on my bed and went to town. Having his cock in my face is the best. I had a fleeting thought that I love getting my face fucked by him so much, moreso than getting regular fucked. It is more fulfilling and physically exhilarating to get face fucked than just fucked. This probably isn’t normal, but maybe that’s why I’m in therapy in the first place…
I’m learning to embrace the things that make me who I am. Screw conventions and norms, I don’t need to be that person. I need to be myself, and throat fucking with him and accepting that’s who I am and what I like and what I need is really all that matters going into 2023. I hope the new year brings even more self-acceptance and pleasure. I believe that’s a reasonable and attainable goal.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/1086c4f/f_deepthroat_therapy
This is equal parts wholesome and hot as fuck. I love it