The next session

John was sitting next to his mother in the waiting room. The doctor had called in the middle of the week and suggested they have another group meeting, and that there was a opening in her schedule. So here John sat, on the small love seat next to his mother, he could feel her warm meaty breast pressing into his elbow.

"Good afternoon!" Dr Valentine said as she opened her door.
"Hi" John shot up, wanting already to get this over with.
"Hello" Lilith started to rise.
"So Lilith, I was thinking just John and I would talk for the first bit of this meeting, then we'll bring you in, and then you and I can have some time to ourselves at the end? Does that sound good for everyone?"

"Yes, what ever you think is best" Lilith nodded as she sat back down.

John entered quickly and sat down on the couch. His foot was tapping quite a bit as the doctor sat in her chair across from him.

"You seem kind of antsy today John. Is everything okay?"
"Everything is fine"
"Really? You seem a little... backed up" She pointed out.
"Backed up?"
"What I mean is, how long has it been since you last ejaculated?"
"Too long" John groaned.
"Well please feel free to relieve yourself while it's just us in here."

John had his dick out before she finished her sentence. His hand quickly pumped his shaft as he unashamedly stared at the doctor's exposed cleavage.

"Oh my, You are quite worked up aren't you?"
"Yes" John grunted.
"You must have needed to cum for quite a while"
"Yes!"
"It must have been building up so unbearably."
"Yes!" John was getting close, and the doctor could see it.
"It must be hard for you to have to be around your mom's breasts all the time."
"No!" John said as he knew he was too late to stop his orgasm.
"No? So then it's easy for you to be around your mother's massive breasts?" She teased.
"Fuck!" John shot several thick ropes from his cock. "I don't like my mom's fat soapy tits!"
"Soapy? What do you mean by soapy?"
"Fuck!" John continued to buck into his clenched fist.
"Have you been watching your mother in the shower?"
"No!" John's orgasm was subsiding to a steady dribble.
"Just imagining it then?" She continued to tease.

John finished cumming and sat back in a defeated silence.

"Feel better?" the doctor asked.
"I wasn't thinking about my mom" John said not bothering to clean up or put his cock away.
"What were you thinking about?"
"The blowjobs I got this week" John said proudly.
"Blowjobs? As in more than one?" the doctor was surprised.
"Yup" John nodded arrogantly.
"Who gave you these blowjobs?"
"Huh," John realized, "I don't know their names."
"There was more than one?"
"Yeah. Not at the same time. Different times. Different days."
"Where did this happen? Is your mother aware?" She sounded slightly concerned.
"At the porno shop. Mom doesn't know."
"Ahhhh" Dr. Valentine finally understood. "I see. The back rooms I assume?"
"Yea" John felt he was being judged.
"Makes sense." The doctor nodded knowingly.
"What do you mean?"
"Whores. They were whores right?"
"Well... I mean I paid them, but-"
"Whore's are the only way someone like you can get with girls that easy."
"Hey!" John felt hurt.
"I mean whores actually prefer it when you cum fast. It means they get off work early."
"So what, I'm just some pathetic loser who can only get with whores? I might as well accept that now?"
"No no no, That's not what I'm saying" She clarified. "I think you should continue to see these girls. Just try to last longer each time. Think of it as working up your 'blowjob tolerance'. Then you can move up and see how long you last with sex."
"Really? You're saying seeing whores is a good thing?" John was skeptical.
"Absolutely. When have you been seeing these girls?"
"Everyday after school. I spend about twenty minutes there."
"Move it up to an hour. Tell your mom your at the gym."
"Okay!" John need no more assuring.

"Great. Now what do you say we put that fat cock of yours away and get your mom in here?"