There is only one way to purity: male trauma focused CBT!
Thursday, June 10th, 2010This is one of those extreme CBT stories that make your blood freeze in your veins – so get ready…
The Charter of the Holy Brotherhood prohibited masturbation. Aelstan knew it well – but still failed to keep himself in. Morning hard-ons, aching balls that were about to burst under cum pressure, the sweet itching somewhere close to his bell end – all that was something he just couldn’t resist.
The Elders said that the best way out was to avoid thinking about jacking off. Well, Aelstan was really doing his best to chase the tempting thoughts away. For example, yesterday evening, when he had nothing to do and was about to grab his stiff cock and start beating it, he suddenly clenched his teeth and started drilling the holy formula of the Brotherhood: “I, Aelstan, the son of Blossoming in Continence, am not allowed to…” (there came the fullest list of sweet sins, the mere mentioning of which was already enough to get one horny).
Holy Brotherhood was well over three hundred years old. A long long time ago when shameless kinks put the puritan tyranny of Aldonach to an end, the ancestors of today’s Brothers ran away somewhere to the back of beyond. Since that time each and every of Aldonach’s ancient precepts was performed in full (at least, they seemed to be) – plus, several generations of the tyrant’s followers added in their own, even stricter rules.
The main question that almost each of about a thousand of Brothers and Sisters asked in the privacy of his or her mind was WHY? Why did the prim Elders care about masturbating young men so much? Why did they care about girls allowing boys to caress their tender firm breasts?
