Working as a therapist was an interesting job to say the least, but you were always up for the challenge.
You looked at the paper that listed appointments for the day and were surprised to see that the next would be a sex addict by the name of Stokeley Goulbourne. You remembered that name from somewhere. His age was 21 and on the sheet it stated that he just wanted to vent about it and if possible, get some help.
This would only be your 3rd sex addiction patient and you had no idea what to expect this time. The other two were rock hard the entire time, coming in and leaving out. One of them even asked to fuck you. The disrespect! Dude wasn't even cute..
Your thoughts were cut short by a knock on your office door. Must've been your assistant.
"Come in," you responded, exiting from the YouTube video you were watching. You set it aside and when you took your eyes up you were looking at somebody, but it definitely wasn't your assistant. You remembered the face though. You had a class with him in college but he dropped out the semester after.
"Oh you must be Stokeley?" You asked, kind of nervous. He looked really good right now.
"Stokeley Goulbourne, yes," he said, almost shamefully. His voice had gotten raspier but you liked it. He looked uncomfortable and ready to leave. The first step to getting patients to talk about the problem was making them comfortable but it looked like it would take a while for him.
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a/n cute asl ain't he <3
"Would you like a complimentary snack or something? Like free of charge?" The 'free of charge' part always made people agree to your proposal.
But not him. He shook his head no before saying, "I ate before coming but now I wanna throw up. Ion do shit like this but my friend is concerned so I promised her."
You took note of his body language and what he was saying. "Hmm okay. So do you think that you have a problem?"
"I think about it a lot."
"About sex or about your addiction to sex?"
"Sex," he said back to you.
"Why are you addicted to sex?"
"I don't fuckin know," Stokeley started, chuckling. "It's usually tight and wet and I like that shit, especially yours. The feeling around my dick is just something I can't compare to any other feeling in the world."
"How old are you?" You knew the answer but you were testing something out.
"21. How old are you?" He furrowed his eyebrows, looking at you intensely. Eye contact never scared you.
"Sir this isn't about me-"
"Tell me."
"Alright. Older than 18 but not older than 25. Good enough?" You put your pen down saying under your breath, "Shit."
