So I work as a counselor at a decent sized university. I won't say which. I see both students and faculty, and take my job seriously. The largest share of the issues I handle are things simply related to stress of the new situation for many young men and women of being away from home. Of being responsible for larger volumes of work. Of perhaps having a larger share of freedom in life and relationships etc. Occasionally I DO have students relate to me situations that, just taken on their own, are incredibly erotic. It is my job to listen and offer advice where possible. But sometimes, I go home feeling butterflies in my stomach. Knowing what I'll be masturbating to this evening! LOL.

Two semesters ago, a young man, we'll call him Kevin, came into my office. He was obviously very nervous. Freshman, 19 and new to the area. He's a good looking 'kid, average height, somewhat muscular, plays soccer. His first question to me after I did my best to dissuade his worries about the process of 'counseling' etc was this:

"Is it possible to have TOO MUCH sex?"  Perfectly straightfaced, legitemately concerned...

 We talked for a bit. I really just try to get a handle on what is going on in a person's life, figure out what the causes of things may be. He's 19, his parents are married, home is in Ohio. He moved here for school and his mother had arranged for him to stay with a couple of long time family friends who had offered a guest room. Upon driving out to California himself, he discovered that the couple had in fact separated - unbeknownst to his parents - and that he would be living with a now single 36 year old woman, no kids. 

As the story unfolded, (somewhat predictably as these things go) he had moved in and had neglected to mention the situation to his parents, though he felt guilty about it. He felt something but hadnt been sure what it was. And then the blowjobs started.

She had simply crept into the guest room at night, slipped down the covers, awakened him with her hands on his legs. In his boxers. Boxers down around his ankles, and then the oft-celebrated ritual of 'sucky-sucky'.

And it had sort of blown his mind. To the poin that it graduated to him sleeping in her bed in the master suite, no longer in the guest room. And by 'sleep' he reported the lack thereof. He was getting perhaps 4-6 hours of sleep a night for the past 3 weeks. She was apparently wearing him out! 

 In terms of his personal history, he had apparently had a girlfriend in highschool he was keeping up with in a sort of long-distance-friends sort of relationship... The fact that he was now fucking a woman his mother's age 4-8 times per week only compounded his feelings of guilt. I think what turned me on so much about his story was how raw and earnest and erotic his feelings were. He was unfurling his new erotic life before my eyes, involving me in trying to make sense of it.. He was obviously a bit confused and even told me it was sort of 'overwhelming' to him.

 "Its like I cant even believe whats happening like i feel hyper all the time in my chest, like i go to class and then just go straight home when i know she's going to be there. Like I cant even get a grip. And then it's like its just happening again - the sex. And sometimes she just makes it go for so long. Like hours and i just go along like im just totally out of my mind!"

It wasn't the only visit I had from him. It seemed to progress, and indeed get a bit worse. It actually WAS affecting his grades; home was not a place conducive to studying, and he seemed physically capable of spending time in the library focused. He told me about how he got the number from a girl in one of his classes he really liked. But felt too guilty to ask her out because of what his living situation was. He was also worried his mom would find out and put a stop to it.. it being the sex that was sort of taking up his life and lighting him up like a lightbulb!  I didn't want his mom to make it stop. He didn't want it to stop, but he didn't want to be failing classes. Which he was. 

I asked him if he would like to do couple's counseling with her, and he said he'd mention it. On his return he said basically she'd ignored his question and essentially initiated more sex. 

It lasted for about 4 more months and he ended up dropping out and moving back to Ohio. A bit sad. A bit erotic. QUITE the mindfuck to consider, especially from the standpoint of being a 19yo young man. Mmm! Delicous.]]