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Chapter 15 by yournewbestfriend yournewbestfriend

What kind of "exercise" are we talking about?

Dirty Talk Therapy

"We are going to do what I like to call an 'acclimation exercise,'" Dr. Gutierrez explained. "In the outside world, you're used to feeling horny all the time, and feeling the need to supress those feelings as much as possible. Here at Camp Everwood, we encourage campers to share and express those feeling whenever they come up. We're going to practice talking about sexual thoughts and ideas to help you get used to the idea of sharing sexual impulses freely and hearing about them from others in everyday conversation. Hopefully hearing your therapist, an authority figure at camp, talking dirty with you will help you engage in camp activities without any fear of the rug being pulled out from your under feet."

She motioned in Sam's peripheral vision for him to look over at her. When he did, she flashed him a smile. "Ok?"

"Uhhhh..." Sam was a little confused by the whole idea, but he wasn't going to argue with his doctor. "You got it, Doc. How do we start?"

"Oh it's very easy," she said, her voice taking on a more playful, sultry tone. "You can tell me why your cock is so hard right now."

Sam directed his eyes back up at the ceiling, as they started bulging out of his head. "I... Uh..." He stammered. She just explained that the whole point of this was to make him more comfortable, but it was definitely making him nervous.

"I see," she said, making a note on her clipboard. "Maybe I should start by telling you about some of the things I've been thinking about since we met." Sam lowered his gaze back to meet Dr. Gutierrez'. When their eyes met, she leaned forward a bit in her chair, pushing her cleavage up and out.

"Since you laid down on this bed," she said, "I've been thinking a lot about your cock, Mr. Archer. I've been thinking about how big it is. How hard it's been this whole time. I mean, it's been standing at attention this whole time and it is very difficult to ignore.

Sam let out a groan fueled equally by desire and embarrassment.

"Oh, I don't mean to make you self-conscious, Sam," she said, leaning forward and touching the edge of the bed. "It's difficult to ignore because it's extremely hot." She emphasized the "T" in hot. You see, a lot of the male patients at Camp Everwood are well endowed, but that's a prize sausage you got there. I really want to know what's gotten you all riled up?"

So? What's Making You Hard Right Now?

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