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Wednesday, March 31, 2021

[SS-900] Outdoor Confidence


[OUTDOOR CONFIDENCE]

You visit a highly renowned therapist who deals with social anxiety. Despite hating commutes and taxis-- and just the general public space-- you decide to take a risk of social panic attack to meet him in order for you to address your mental issue.

You meet him at his house/clinic. He is a very handsome man. You feel very warm around him.

He takes his time with you as you tell him about your stories and fears. He asks you very reflective questions and listens to you intently while taking notes.

"Okay, let's go to our next phase of intervention," he says standing up.

You gasp as he starts removing his clothes. He leaves his tight, almost see through briefs.


"What are you doing?" you ask.

"I am going to the extreme route here. I'll demonstrate confidence hoping you can vicariously learn from it too," he explains, "follow me."

Then he walks out the door.

"You gotta be kidding?!" you bellow as you follow him. You question the professionalism of this man.

And there he is, standing there outside his house with the whole neighborhood seeing him.


And he does not even flinch that he is nearly naked outdoors. The neighbors passing by are just greeting and waving at him.

"Well, easy for you to say, you have a hot body," you utter.

"You have a nice tout body too," he reminds you. "I want you to know that everyone is imperfect. And that thought makes me proud to be out and about. Come with me."

Reluctantly, you follow him further out of the house and into the tree park nearby. He really seems unfazed by his nakedness.

Aside from the trees, there are no other living beings in the park.

"Try taking your shirt off..." he suggests.

You are doubtful, but his voice compels you. You oblige.

"Good. Now your pants."

You do so. And you are now standing, in just black briefs.

He picks up your clothes and leave them on the bench.

"Now walk with me."

And you nervously walk through the park naked. At first you are certain that you are almost going to have a debilitating panic, but he coaxes you in every step. You slowly gain confidence.

A few meters into the tree park, you find five other men. They are also naked.

You panic and almost run. 

He stops toy, "nooo... Look they are happy to see you! Let me distract you from your fear."

Then he kneels, pulls down your briefs ans sucks your cock.

Your panic melted into lust. This pseudo-therapist knows how to pleasure.

The next thing you know, the five men are already all around you. They are touching your body. "Ohhh god..." You moan.

"Fuck me," one of the new men says.

The naked man bends over.

The therapist releases your dick. He coaches you how to fuck the volunteer's ass. You fuck him with gusto.

The therapist gets another man, removes their briefs and starts fucking him too. He looks so sexy while thrusting into a whimpering man.

The three other men are content touching their bodies while pleading to be fucked next-- all happening in a public park.

"Shit. You are right. I now know what I'm missing," you tell the therapist fucking beside you.

"There so many other sexy things we can do in public," he tells you, "how about after we're done with all these men, I fuck you next?"

"God yes." Then you kiss him while your fucks become in sync.



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