My name is Cole ever so recently I ran away from home and moved in with my friend Jacob. I'm 18 and have short dirty blond hair, green eyes, 5'8", with a cock that is close to 7 and a 1/2 inches long and, I have a six pack. My sexual orientation well lets just say I thought I was straight.
So, I ran away from home because I just couldn't take living there anymore, my parents were constantly fighting and I just wanted out but couldn't find a way. That is one of the reasons my mom is forcing me to go back to therapy with a new therapist even though I have been with the same one my entire life. Now I'm personally not fond of therapy what so ever. It is an utterly useless, time consuming burden in my life.
I had problems growing up and because of that I needed therapy to help settle things. Even though I'm now 18 my parents are trying to get a court signed paper forcing me to go back to a therapist. Since I'm now and adult and not an adolescent I must change to a new therapist.
His name is Henri Doran, well Dr. Henri Doran, he is a therapist that treats young adults age 18-23. All I really know about him is that he is 29 years old and has a clean shaven beard, some muscle, dark brown hair and is about 5'11".
Well my parents did it ever so sadly. Today is the first day with my new therapist. I have to have one appointment a week for a month and then every two weeks.
"Hello there Cole, it is good to finally meet you I have heard many things about you," Dr. Henri Doran spoke quickly knowing that I didn't care to be there. Dr. Henri Doran motioned for me to take a seat on the two seated black faux leather couch. Dr. Henri Doran sat quietly at his desk for a moment thinking of how he wanted to start off the session. While thinking it through I couldn't help but notice how good he looked in his white colored button up and his dark blue jeans. "Well Cole is there anything you would like to inform me of before we begin our first session?" he had finally asked me. I quickly refocused myself on the conversation and realized that I felt a slight growing sensation in my underwear.
Tring to ignore the growing sensation I replied to him with a rude, "Not really, I just want to leave and head back to Jacob's house." I waited for a response to my rudeness and got something unexpected from Dr. Henri Doran.