Even in this day and age, people pretend they are not thinking about sex as often as they are.

I listen to actors, athletes, photographers, musicians, etc., go on about having the best job in the world; it's always about being paid to do the thing they love.

They have no idea what my life is like. I work in San Francisco. I finished H S at 12 with 22 semester hours of college credit behind me. I could have completed undergraduate studies in a year online but chose to attend for the education gained outside the classroom. My H S guidance counselors thought it best for me to continue expanding my mind thru hands on activities. Even though they were in their late 20s, they still enjoyed quickie sex; in fact, they craved it.

Quickie sex is what boys and girls strive for when they first discover the thrill of climax. Everyone knows, boys will beat off several times a day after they learn how. I quickly learned, girls do too. My counselors, Tom and Gloria, shared that information with me after I watched them do it. I watched each of them once in different rooms. Then in the room with them watching each other get off at the same time. That's when I had my first "tickle, tickle" feeling. Within a month, I was getting a secretion. Before that school year was finished, I was making them cum with my hands and mouth. I didn't know Gloria was going to let me have the last of Tom's cum when she first demonstrated female to male oral sex. I felt so grown up taking him. The next day, he taught me how to eat pussy. I couldn't believe how much I like that. I'd rather kiss that sopping wet pussy than kiss her lips. I soon learned I felt the same way about sucking dick. I'd kiss him if he needed it but I'd rather just see how quickly I could get that cum out. By the time I finished H S, I had discovered the best of both; he would fuck her to his climax, pull nearly out to cum just inside her and then on her vulva. I would eat that up and she would splash me as I was doing that. It was so hot for me, I would stand up and let each of them suck cum from me at the end.

By age 19, I had my Psychiatrist License. I specialized in sexual psychiatry. At 21, I needed two staff just to handle administrative duties of booking, filing, billing insurances companies, paying taxes, etc. My practice ballooned thru word of mouth; my surprise was how much my youth practice was expanding. I had to start group sessions to keep up. I had to hire a special cleaning crew (actually just a couple of gay guys who were very good at sanitizing things). Those kids couldn't get enough of each other. As they experimented with toys, they mostly enjoyed using each other as toys. Then came kids and parents' group. Dads were used by boys and girls alike for everything dads could do to them. Moms were mixed in for the pleasure and education of the children as well. These sessions were offered with children in charge of who, what, where, and why.

The first-time little Bobby made his mommy blow his daddy and have his daddy shove his cumming cock into his ass, I wet my pants. Bobby had used a lubed-up silicon dick to prepare his ass but the diameter was less than his daddy's short fat cock. Between the lubed-up prep and the cum oozing from that throbbing cock, daddy put more than half of it in with the first thrust.

All of these sessions, mixed, kids with kids, adults with adults, were designed for physical release only. We were about climax as fast as possible. The responsibility for achieving a climax belonged to the person having it, not the one helping. So, if a man got off before a woman, the woman needed to get another person to finish her or do it herself. We all agreed, you are here to get off; the more you do it, the easier it will be to do it again.

I have developed and continue to tweak, a stimulate that lets me have multiple ejaculations a day.

I start the day getting off before I even get out of bed. I allow different patients to sleep with me and get me off first thing. I shower and eat breakfast. By then, I'm ready for nut number two. At the office, which is in a different part of the house, I will get off again before lunch. I am so used to this; I shudder to think what would happen if I went 3 days without cumming.

Do I have a dream job or what?