Make Me Moan Mr Therapist.-Chapter 15: Banana and Cucumber.

Groan~

A soft, strangled groan escaped Alex’s lips before he could stop it. And just then... he felt it....warm liquid spreading against the fabric of his trousers.

He had just cum.

"Fuck!" Alex screamed inwardly, his breath catching in his throat. I actually cummed just because of him. Because he was sucking on a damn banana!

He turned his face away quickly, trying to hide the faint tremor in his shoulders. But no matter how hard he tried, his eyes kept drifting back to Gabe.

Gabe sat there, lips wrapped around the fruit, sucking it with such focus and intensity it almost looked sinful. His lashes were low, his cheeks hollowing slightly with each pull, and the obscene wet sound filled the air. Alex swallowed hard. It looked like Gabe was hypnotized by the act itself, completely unaware of how erotic he looked.

Then...snap!

The banana broke cleanly in Gabe’s mouth. His eyes widened slightly in surprise before he pulled it out, strands of saliva still connecting the half-eaten fruit to his lips. He held the dripping piece up, flashing Alex a mischievous grin before popping it back into his mouth and swallowing it down slowly, like a man savoring victory.

The sight made Alex’s throat tighten. Somehow, the way the banana had snapped felt like his own dick had been the one broken from that relentless sucking. He cleared his throat roughly, shifting upright on the couch and pressing a pillow tighter against his lap in a feeble attempt to hide the evidence of his arousal.

"You see..." Gabe began, licking his lips before continuing in that infuriatingly calm tone, "this is why I prefer a cucumber."

Alex blinked at him, confused and dazed.

Gabe went on without a hint of shame. "A cucumber can become a dick. It’s firm, it’s steady. You can grip it, you can play with it....it feels real. But a banana?" He gave a disappointed click of his tongue. "A banana only looks like a dick, but it’s weak. It doesn’t get hard no matter how much you suck it. It’s honestly tragic."

Silence filled the room.

Alex could only remain frozen, his head slightly bowed, the pillow still clutched over his lap like a shield. His face burned with embarrassment, though he struggled to maintain composure.

"Hello?" Gabe’s voice suddenly cut through the quiet. "Come back to earth, Mr. Alex!"

Alex reluctantly lifted his gaze, meeting Gabe’s eyes.

"Where did your mind wander off to?" Gabe teased, his lips quirking in a half-smile. "I was waiting patiently for you to mark me."

"M... mark you?" Alex echoed, brow furrowing. His mind stuttered between confusion and disbelief. Was Gabe referring to that kind of mark....the intimate one between an Alpha and Omega that led to claiming or something else entirely?

"Are you forgetting something here?" Alex finally asked with a strained chuckle. "I’m a Beta."

"Of course I know that," Gabe replied smoothly, folding his arms over his chest with a heavy sigh. "But what’s that got to do with you marking me? I meant a mark as in, a score. You know, about my performance."

"Oh..." Alex exhaled, realizing. "You meant that kind of mark." He ran a hand through his hair, regaining a bit of composure. "Well, in that case... I’ll give you a two out of ten. Turns out, you’ve got terrible technique when it comes to satisfying your husband."

"What?!" Gabe’s jaw dropped. "Two?!"

"Like seriously?!" he exclaimed inwardly, barely resisting the urge to throw the banana peel at Alex. "A two?!"

He scoffed, trying to mask his irritation with a smirk.

Well, I was sort of expecting you to say that. If you didn’t rate me low, how else would I get you to teach me properly? You and I both know I broke the scale. Otherwise, why would you cum? He thought inwardly with a satisfied smirk.

"I was hoping for at least a five," Gabe continued, pouting exaggeratedly. "Two just feels insulting."

"Oh, you could have gotten a five," Alex muttered, voice low and husky, "assuming the banana didn’t break off midway."

Gabe tilted his head, feigning innocence.

"The banana I gave you wasn’t only big," Alex went on, tone turning instructional, "it was also unripe which means it’s firmer than a ripe one. And yet, you still managed to break it." He lifted a brow. "That alone proves your technique is... lacking. Plus, I could clearly see your teeth marks the moment you showed me the broken piece. Not too deep, but enough that if it had been your husband’s dick, you would’ve hurt him. You don’t use teeth when giving a blowjob, Gabe. You use your lips."

There was a brief pause as Alex exhaled, mentally scolding himself. It’s better to just teach him everything and end this damn session. It’s therapy, after all. Nothing more.

Fine. Maybe I cummed earlier. But that was because I was in rut. Yeah, that was it. Nothing else.

I just get aroused easily during rut. That’s all. Watching him suck that banana... slowly at first, then faster... anyone would’ve imagined it was their own dick. That’s why I cummed. It’s just biology.

"Oh, I see..." Gabe murmured finally, his lips curling into a bright, knowing smile. "So what’s next then? Will you give me another banana to practice with? Or maybe a cucumber this time?"

He leaned in slightly, eyes glinting with mischief. "To be honest, I prefer a hard one. I like how it feels when I grip it. So yeah... cucumber sounds perfect."

Alex swallowed, throat dry.

"There’s no more banana," he said finally, his voice hoarse but steady. "Which means this is the end of today’s session."

He hesitated, then added quickly, "And there’s no cucumber either. I... might get one ready for you tomorrow then you can continue your practice."

He should just get out now before the scent gives everything away. Alex screamed internally, forcing his expression to remain composed even though his mind was in utter chaos.

"Why don’t you just ask one of your workers to buy one immediately. I mean I’m so eager to learn everything about sex from you. From what I know....there are different sex instructions to follow. If we don’t follow and learn the one about sucking, how am I supposed to learn the others faster." Gabe raised an eyebrow feigning sadness. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Nope! You should come tomorrow and continue. This session is free of charge so you can leave now. I’ll definitely get the cucumber ready for you against tomorrow." Alex voiced out with a heavy and irritated sigh and expression.

"But why would you say there’s no cucumber when there’s the perfect one?" Gabe asked suddenly, an eyebrow arched and a teasing smirk curving his lips.

The sight sent a chill down Alex’s spine. He straightened immediately, his pulse skipping. Now what is this fool up to again? he thought, wary.

"Now what are you talking about?" Alex replied, frowning in confusion. "Did you not get my message correctly or what? I just said there’s no cucumber but you’re telling me there’s one as if you’re the owner of the office."

"Oh really? Let’s see then." Gabe’s smirk deepened, his gaze sharp and mischievous as he realized Alex had let his guard down.

"What are you...."

Before Alex could finish, Gabe moved suddenly, snatching the pillow from his lap revealing Alex dick cap which had already ripped out of his trouser as well as covered in thick creamy cum.

"Gabe!" Alex shouted in shock, his face flushing with anger as he got off the sofa, but Gabe was already staring with wide eyes.

For a moment, silence stretched between them....thick, tense, electric.

Gabe’s throat bobbed as he swallowed hard, his lips parting slightly as if words had abandoned him. His eyes flickered with something unreadable before he managed a strained laugh, trying to defuse the heat he’d just ignited.

"So..." Gabe murmured, voice trembling between amusement and disbelief. "You said there’s no cucumber. But... it looks like I just found one."

Alex froze, his mind racing.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" he snapped, his voice breaking between anger and embarrassment as he moved away from Gabe. "Don’t you understand what boundaries means?! Where the fuck did you see a cucumber you shit head!" He added all

Gabe simply leaned back, the teasing smirk never leaving his face. "Your dick of course. I mean all fuck is shaped like one," he said innocently. "You can’t really blame me for noticing."

"Gabe!" Alex’s voice rose an octave, the color in his face deepening. "This is ridiculous. You’re crossing a line!"

But Gabe only wheeled his chair closer, towards Alex who was already at the far end of the room, standing against the wall with his hand covering his dick, the sound of the wheelchair tire due to i’ts movement echoed in the silent room. His eyes glinted with that same infuriating amusement....half mischief, half challenge.

I’ve never dealt with such a crazy client in my life, Alex thought desperately. How can he be this blunt, this shameless?!