Tom was a little surprised at how young the kid looked. When he'd made an appointment to see the boyfriend of his neighbor's daughter, Donna, he had assumed he would be a little older than she was. Since she was a college sophomore, he'd expected at least a senior. Even though he was 19, this kid looked more like a senior in high school.
The thing was, Donna couldn't stand the smell of cigarette smoke and he had tried and failed to quit. This was his last chance -- if he couldn't stop, she'd said they would have to break up.
As a therapist who used hypnosis routinely in his work, Joe was often looked on in his neighborhood as a miracle worker. He'd had a particularly high rate of success with habit-breaking, and smokers were among his most frequent clients.
This kid, though -- Joey was his name. He didn't even look old enough to buy cigarettes. For his first session, Tom decided just to get to know him -- find out what his motivations were when he was smoking. He put the kid in a light receptive state and took him through the whole experience -- from pulling out a cigarette to lighting it to smoking it to putting it out.
It turned out he was pretty typical -- Tom found a strong desire for acceptance combined with a real oral fixation. Joey had always looked young for his age, and he hated it when the other kids treated him like a baby. In addition, his mother had kept him on the bottle until he was almost 5, and he never got over the need to be sucking on something when he wanted comforting. It all seemed promising and pretty straight-forward.
Just for the hell of it, he left a post-hypnotic suggestion that Joey would very much want to talk to Tom about his sex life.
After he woke Joey up, Tom talked in generalities and waited to see what the kid would do. It didn't take long before Joey volunteered that he was still a virgin where girls were concerned. He'd fooled around with other boys a few times but he was always embarrassed when their cocks were bigger than his. Nowadays he generally avoided being naked in front of other guys.
As the session ended, he told Joey to come back in two days, and this time to bring his gym bag with him -- he might want to change into gym clothes if they decided to try some physical exercises. Joey had no problem with that -- anything for Donna.
Shortly after the next session began, Tom put Joey into a light trance and told him that he was alone in the locker room, changing for gym class. Joey immediately began stripping. With no sign of embarrassment whatever, he finally pulled down his briefs, leaving himself completely naked in front of the doctor. His body was perfect -- full chest, small waist, big round bubble butt, muscular legs, all smooth and hairless. His cock was not large, but it wasn't particularly small either. Nothing to be ashamed of.
As he reached for his gym bag, Tom told him he wasn't going to need his shorts -- just the jockstrap would be enough, since he was alone. He had the kid run through a number of exercises, taking advantage of the opportunity to watch his bare buttcheeks bounce. Then he had the kid reverse the process, returning to the locker room to get dressed.
This time he gave him a post-hypnotic suggestion that his asshole was starting to itch and that when Tom asked him whether he was feeling all right, he would ask Tom to give him a rectal exam to check it out. As he snapped his fingers to end the trance, the kid relaxed into his chair.
A minute later, though, Tom could see him start squirming around. As they talked, the kid edged one hand under himself and tried to surreptitiously scratch his asshole. Tom let him squirm and itch for a while, then finally asked "Are you all right, Joey?"
The kid gasped a little (his hand was somewhere underneath him) and blurted out, "Doc, would you please give me a rectal examination?" He blushed at the sound of his own words. "Uh, it itches," he added, trying to explain himself.
"What itches?"
"Uh, my, uh, ass," he managed to get out, blushing furiously.
"Stand up and turn around, Joey," he ordered. The kid did as he was told. "OK, lower your pants to your thighs, please."
Slowly, Joey unfastened his belt and zipper, lowering his pants gingerly, revealing his big round asscheeks, snugly enclosed in his white briefs. "All right, now the underpants."
The kid paused, blushed again, then finally reached behind to his waistband and lowered the briefs slowly down to mid-thigh.
Tom took the boy's shirttail and raised it up high above the kid's waist. "Hold your shirt up so it doesn't get in the way, please." Joey obeyed, using both hands to hold the shirt.
Tom gripped one cheek in each hand. "Now, where does it itch?"
"Uh... in the middle, kind of."
Tom immediately thrust the fingers of his right hand deep into the kid's asscrack. "Here?" he asked, rubbing his fingertips up and down the kid's tight little hole.
"Uh... yeah."
Tom reached for a tube of cherry-flavored KY in his desk drawer, spread some over his fingers and began rubbing it over the kid's hole. "There. This should soothe the itch. How does that feel?"
The kid's eyes were closed in blissful enjoyment of the sensation. "Good. It feels real good."
"Good. Now I'm going to press some up inside. This may feel a little funny at first." Tom pressed his forefinger slowly into the kid's asshole, giving it plenty of time to spread and get used to the stretching at each stage, until he finally had his entire forefinger inside, pressed to the second knuckle. Joey grunted a little during the process, but didn't complain. Tom pumped the finger slowly in and out a couple of times. "There. I think that'll do it. The itch will slowly go away as this lotion sinks in. Anytime this happens, just let me know. It's no problem at all. Now just bend over and let me take a closer look."
The kid bent over, and Tom spread his big, round cheeks wide. He leaned in and carefully examined the kid's tiny pink asshole as he pulled his finger slowly out. He rubbed the lips a few times as they slowly contracted after the finger was withdrawn. They ended up tight, only slightly flushed from the friction. "Just let me wipe off the lotion with this moist cloth before I pull up your underpants." He leaned even closer and pressed his tongue against the kid's pretty little asshole, licking off the remains of the flavored lubricant. He licked it hard a couple of times, then pulled back. "There, that should do it. How does it feel?"
