Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2022 21:49:54 +0000 From: Jason Bonerboy Subject: Shrinks Please support the site. It's readers like you that make a difference. Just did some research on my last name. Came across this. "Firstly, the surname may be English and Scottish but ultimately of pre 8th century Old French origins. As such it is derived from the phrase "de bonne aire", literally meaning "of handsome or of good bearing" https://www.surnamedb.com/Surname/Boner Surname Database: Boner Last Name Origin Last name meaning Boner: Recorded as Bonar, Boner, Bonner and Bonnaire, this is a surname of a number of possible origins, each with its own distinct derivation... www.surnamedb.com It even has the coat of arm. You could say. Sir Lord Jason Boner boy. LMAO Well here's the story. Shrinks I was just thinking about the day till I could open my own practice soon. I would be a doctor of Psychology. I would be Doctor Mike Hayseed. I had spend a lot of time investing in my career. I had even postponed my marriage. I had Brenda begging to get married. We both went both ways sexually. I had gone the long route of lost and specially training too. I had the basics of sexual therapy too. I would much later get the rest. I had study a lot of the old ways of doing things. I'd say I could call myself "Shrink". Not sure what I was going to shrink except maybe peoples problems. Right before my 30 birthday. I got a call. This is Doctor Spicing. I have a list of new doctors. I was wondering if you wanted to open an office with me. We'd share everything including cost. I said yes. Doctor Horus Spicing was the same age as me. He had started his schooling a few years after I did. But because of my additional learning; We had finish about the same time. We set everything up . Of course, we talked about sex. Despite Horus being newly married and me almost married; we seem to like the same stuff sexually. We both had been celibate while getting our licenses. He had only married about 2 months. "I am so glad to be seeing people, soon. I hope to help people," I told him. "I am too. I signed us to the courts and local outlets. We're even on referral lists." He spoke. Two weeks and we both got patients. I was sitting waiting for a 3 o'clock appointment. It was a lad of 12. He looked worry when he came to my office. His mom brought him this time. He wouldn't say anything that day. I knew he wouldn't with her sitting there. The next visit he got dropped off. Mom had another appointment herself. I greeted Max Blueberry. He as so sad. "How are you Max? "Look doc. You seem nice and all. But I'm here on account of my mom. I don't want to talk. I not ready to spilling my guts as she said," he said. "Ok Max, why don't you just tell me about yourself.' "Well; OK Doc. My dad left 2 years ago and I hate him. My mom is trying so hard to make up for his leaving. I am adjusting just fine. Like I tell my mom." "How do you feel about your mom and your dad." I asked. He got up as he had been sitting down. He started to pace. I just waited. "OK I think he's a piece of shit. I love him but I hate him for leaving. Anything else you want to know." "Well, now we know. Let me ask you. Freud use to think every guy wants to kill his father and have sex with his mother do you," I asked him. "Well, not quite. I want to kill my mother and fuck my father. I want to pound his ass make him squeal. Then I might want to be like a praying Mantis and eat him. He's off with some new wife and I'm left with his cast off. I probable got more brother and sisters." "Max, you can't go around hating you parents. You have to let it go. They won't always control you life. You have to be your own boss someday soon," I told him. "I know but my hate is so strong. Is there anything wrong with me. I messed around sexually with my best friend Nathan. We such each other off all the time. Does that make me gay or something." I looked at him. I had a mini fridge in my office. I got us both some cold bottled water. He took it. I think he wasn't planning to tell me that. But this was the first sign of opening up. "I'm not a fan of positive affirming. I believe in deciding for yourself. You're only 12. You're no a baby. But until you know your self better. I won't worry about your sexuality regarding identity. I mean you seem to be a boy in you thinking. So does you body look boyish. So go with that for now." "O gawd, so you say I shouldn't worry about stuff like that now." "Yes Max. Maybe if you were 21 or 25 or at least 18, yes. But you've got time to learn who you are. If you end up gay or bi or whatever; you'd be better to discover it when you do." "So it's ok to want to rape my father," Max asked? "Ok just so you understand. Rape is a control thing. You want to control what's is happening. It might give a sexual release. But really it about control. So what you're feeling is normal on some level." "O I don't want to control him. I might hate him. But the shit is so messed up. I heard he left his second wife now." "Some people have problems with staying in relationship. Whatever kind they are. Might be why you dad left. Does he have contact with you," I asked? "No, I don't want it," said Max. "But I'm beginning to think I should." "Max do you love your father still," I asked. "I might, but the hate for him is so strong." I reached for him and gave him a hug. He cried into my chest. When he stopped. He looked better. "I just going to live my life. Let him be him. I don't want to be angry. I feel like the Frankenstein Monster. I want to spread love. But I can't while I'm scared. I know I'm out of control. I don't want to be. What should I do?" "Start with realizing you only have control over your choices. That's all." He reached for me and a hug again. He pulled his head up. Then he kissed me on the lips. I was shocked. He let the kiss go on to long. He just smiled again as he left. I acted like it hadn't happened. "I'll see you next time Max," I said. He was smiling as he left. My phone/intercom buzzed. I picked it up. "Yes," "Your 5 o'clock is here early. Norman Smith Jr.," said Sherry. She was the receptionist. "Send him in." In came a kid of 17 who had very long bleach blond hair. "Sit down. Let get acquainted," I said. "Call me Normy. I like that." "Well, first off I'm here cause my dad sent me. He can't figure out what's wrong with me. He outside in the waiting room." "Tell me why you think you're here?" "Some bullshit from him. He's gotten and remarried 6 months ago. Now he's different." "How so?" "He treats me like he should." "Why is that bad? Is he being mean." "No, my dad has never treated me bad." "I don't see the problem unless you tell me more," I said. He got up and started to pace. He looked worried. He started to talk and then paced more. Finally he blurted out. "My Dad and I use to have sex. But since he's newly married. I get nothing. Can either of us get in trouble for me telling you that?" "Max I'm not suppose to tell and I don't have to tell anyone. How long did it happen." "From the time I was 10. I started it. But then it got wild and I loved it when I turned 14." "Does he know how you feel Normy?" "Shit no. I can't talk to him. He's to into his new wife." "Why not have him come in?" He just nodded. I told Sherry to send in Mr. Smith. He came right in. He looked nervous. "Mr. Smith you son misses some of the things you two use to do. He wants you to love him like before." Mr. Smith was a bit more worried. He look like I was going to call the cops on him. "I know I've changed. I love my son. Is it the sex?" "Yes Dad. I love you too. But ever since you started hooking up with Hellen; and then you married her. Don't get me wrong she's wonderful. I love her like a mom. But I feel neglected. Don't you miss what we use to do," asked Normy? Normy's father came over to his son. He hugged him and they started to make out. It was hot; but they seemed to making progress. The next thing I saw was they both stripped naked. They both had uncut meat about 7 inches. First Normy buried his face in his dad butt. Mr. Smith was in true pleasure. I was hard in my pants. Then he mounted his father. He banged him hard and long. Then when he came in his dad. They did it again. Mr. Smith licked his son's same place. I could see him squirming as his taint was now worked over. Normy had pulled a bottle of lube to pound his father. He handed it to his dad. He lubed up and drove home in his son's butt. This show had me going nuts. But I was a doctor. I was glad I had put a pad in my underwear to catch any pre-cum. I was leaking bad. It was however wonderful to see them finish as they were on the floor kissing now naked. "Normy now that you just finished high school come to work for me. I'll teach you how to do my job. Then you can work beside me. We'll be together most of the day. We can have sex whenever we want," Mr. Smith. "Yes dad. I love you that's all I ever wanted to be with you. I mean the sex is great. But what about Hellen?" "You let me worry about your new stepmom. I love you both. I want to have my cake so to speak and eat it too." They embraced and a small make out session. They both looked up and thanked me. They said they'd be back as they dress and left. I buzzed Sherry. "If you're gonna ask about anything. First that was you're last patient for the day. Mike however would like to powwow with you." "Thank you sherry See you tomorrow." "Yes sir bright at 10 Am Horus." I went into the adjoining office after I knocked. Mike said come in. A boy of about 14 said thanks doc and left. "How was your first day Mike?" "Well the first patient was a girl who hated her parents when they devoiced. I remined her how it wasn't about her. It was about two adults being selfish; based on the story she told me. She left feeling better. How about you. "I had a boy about 12 who hated his father and wanted to kill his dad and raped him all at once. Plus a mother who try to overcompensate for the divorce." We then talked about about how we felt about it. Keep in mind we didn't talk to others about our patients It was stickily confidentially stuff. But mike was my friend and follow doctor. It was good to share just between us. We might see something to help each others' patients. He told me the last boy. He was worried that he was normal unlike his friends. His parents were still married. Then he opened up about his addiction to porn of all kinds. Then came the smiths. I told him about it. I could see lust in his eyes. "Are you feeling horny like I am," Mike asked? "Yeah, but what do you want to do?" "Do a 69 with you right now." It didn't last long and we both exploded in other's mouths. If was about a week later as we were talking we decided to learn more and both get Sex Therapy training. We could expand our business. It took several months and them we both got initially licensed. We kept at it. It would be 2 years total training. Being sex therapees would help our understanding as well. We both had two kids by then. We had also gotten a lot of hands on experience with each other. We had lot of patients by then. We built a large reputation for success rates of all our patients getting better. More cases later..... Jason Bonerboy jasonbonerboy@hotmail.com