Yuri - Cured of Smoking
by CatInHat

This story is dedicated to Yuri.

It was nearly twilight as Yuri, clad only in red running shorts, turned the corner onto his street for the homestretch of his seven-mile run. He felt tired and winded tonight. Yuri knew he had to stop smoking. He tried every way he could think of, but still he seemed to smoke more and more. Even though Yuri was in excellent shape his years of smoking were becoming evident when he ran, and he wanted to reverse his bad habit before it got too late. He was beginning to feel like an old man at only 33 years old. But that evening by the side of the road, Yuri saw a sign for a hypnotist who promised to cure smokers of their addiction in just two sessions. He hadn't noticed the sign when he ran past it before, he thought to himself. When he arrived home and still dripping with sweat Yuri called the number on the sign and set up an appointment for the next day.

The next morning Yuri looked at himself in the mirror and said, "Today I am going to stop smoking!" Yuri was a well-built man, with short black hair, blue eyes, and a trimmed goatee and mustache. His broad chest was covered with black hair. He thought about his hypnotist appointment while he was getting dressed. As a successful stockbroker, Yuri prided himself on his appearance. This day Yuri chose a charcoal suit to wear with black slip-on shoes. "This is going to be my last day of a very bad habit," Yuri thought as he pulled on one sheer black sock over his bare foot. Then he pulled on the other over the calf sock and slipped on the black shoes. Pulling on his jacket, he left for the office. He smoked two cigarettes on the way to work.

He left work a little early in order to get to the hypnotist's office 15 minutes early. The office seemed very comfortable. The lights were dimmed in the waiting room and soothing music was softly playing. Right at 4:00 the hypnotist, Doctor Foote, came into the small waiting room and greeted Yuri. The doctor led Yuri into his office and asked him to sit down. They chatted for a few minutes about Yuri's smoking habits. Yuri noticed that the doctor seemed to be paid special attention to his shoes.

"What I plan to do," said Dr. Foote, "is reduce your craving for cigarettes by a giving your mind something else positive to think about." The hypnotist began to speak, softly and confidently, "You're here to improve yourself. You WANT to improve yourself. You WILL accomplish your goals. Let your eyes follow my pen as I move it in front of your face. You're getting tired of watching the pen. Close your eyes. Relax" Yuri's eyelids closed slowly and he began to relax and let down his guard. He was on the way toward improving himself, he thought. No more hacking cough! More stamina!

Yuri drifted into unconsciousness while he focused completely on Dr. Foote's words. "You are now completely relaxed. You'll listen to my voice and you will do what I say. You want to do what I say, don't you?"

Yuri lay still on the couch in his gray suit. "Yes," he answered "I want to do what you say. "

The doctor walked to the end of the couch and watched Yuri. He was a gorgeous man. His white shirt was athletically tailored and his well-toned torso was accentuated by the folds in the fabric. The doctor was really interested in Yuri's feet, though. "Yuri , if you're going to stop smoking, I think you deserve a reward for accomplishing your goal. Let me show you that reward. Your feet are very hot and tired. They ache inside your tight shoes. "

Yuri grimaced a bit as he started to feel the uncomfortable feeling come over his feet. He rubbed one shoe against the other as he lay on the couch.

"You wish someone would make your feet feel better. Now you see YOURSELF at your own feet. Can you see yourself now, Yuri?"

"Yes ," Yuri mumbled, still rubbing his feet together in vague discomfort.

"You're now going to make your feet feel better, Yuri. First, you take your shoes off. " The doctor pulled off Yuri's shiny black loafers to reveal his wide size 10 1/2 feet in black sheer socks. Yuri's perfect soles were clearly visible through the black socks. The doctor gasped to himself. These were the most handsome feet he had ever seen. The tops of the toes, also visible through the socks, were as beautiful as the soles. "You love your feet Yuri, and having your shoes off makes you feel SO much better, doesn't it? "

"Oh yes, " whispered Yuri. A hard-on was starting to fill the pants of Yuri's suit.

The doctor continued, "You are now removing your socks, Yuri." The doctor pulled each sock down over Yuri's muscular calves , toned from years of running and finally over the tips of the beautiful toes - each accented with a touch of black hair. In his mind's eye Yuri watched himself at his own feet pulling the socks off, slowly revealing his own sexy size 10 1/2's. Yuri had always thought he had sexy feet, but now he was actually turning himself on! Yuri could hear the doctor's voice coming out of the 'Yuri' who knelt at his feet.

"You're going to have the most wonderful foot massage you have ever had. Imagine yourself stroking your feet. Oh it feels so good! So erotic! So arousing! Each time you touch your feet you will become more and more sexually aroused. It's the best feeling you've ever felt... " The doctor rubbed the toes on Yuri's left foot and then massaged down the sturdy foot to the heel and then back up. Yuri was imagining that it was his own big hands that were working on his feet, driving himself closer and closer to ecstasy. As the doctor stroked and squeezed the strong bare feet, he watched Yuri writhe around in pleasure on the couch, his lips slightly parted with heavy breathing.

After a few minutes the doctor's cock had grown along with Yuri's into a raging hard on. "Now feel yourself lick up and down your feet , your tongue in between each toe. Feel every inch of your feet being serviced by your own mouth" With this the doctor buried his face in Yuri's soles and began to lick every inch of the masculine feet that smelled of foot musk, sweat and leather. His tongue moved skillfully between each toe, and his mouth nibbled on the ball of Yuri's foot. Yuri was panting heavily now -- his back arched up slightly, his mouth in a dreamy smile. Yuri never knew that he was capable of so much pleasure -- and from himself, too! The doctor continued moving his mouth all over Yuri's bare feet, but he knew he would soon have to bring Yuri back to consciousness --the hour was almost up.

With his tongue still moving over Yuri's toes, Dr. Foote rubbed his hand on his cock which instantly exploded into a massive orgasm. Never had the doctor seen such beautiful feet on a man. The doctor sat back in the chair beside the couch where Yuri was "giving himself " the world's best foot experience.

"Oh Yuri, your feet feel so good when you massage them! Now, with each touch on your foot you will become hypersensitive and more sexually aroused until you can't hold it in any more. You're going to keep licking your feet until you cum. Can you feel it? "

"Yes !" gasped Yuri, "Yes !" Yuri could feel himself AND see himself licking his own bare feet, and he was feeling very close to orgasm.

"Lick faster, Yuri," the doctor said. "You're coming now Yuri!"

"Oh God! God" the man cried as the doctor watched Yuri's bare toes curl in ecstasy and expectation. Yuri could feel the erotic sensations increase on the soles of his feet.

"You feel the licking now on your feet AND your cock. Whatever you feel on your feet you will also feel on your cock. You feel your tongue running all over your feet ­ and all over your cock."

Yuri's face screwed up and he gave a loud gasp, "Yes ! God! Oh! Lick my feet faster!" With one last cry Yuri's cock squirted a huge load into his white cotton Calvin Klein briefs. Yuri lay still on the couch breathing heavily. His shirt was now sweaty and clinging against the contours of his heaving chest.

"Can you hear me Yuri?" said the doctor.

"Yes," Yuri answered.

"You will remember this experience in your subconscious EXACTLY what happened and EXACTLY as it felt. Whenever you want to light up a cigarette, but you resist the urge, you will get a reward. Every time you resist the urge to smoke a cigarette, you will give yourself this same foot service until you reach orgasm just like you just did. Do you understand?"

"Yes," said Yuri, still grinning with pleasure.

Dr. Foote continued, "When I count to five, you will wake up refreshed, put your shoes and socks on, clean yourself up and remember only that you have had a pleasant session with me. One two three four five"

Yuri opened his eyes and sat up on the couch. "Wow Doc, I feel great! That was so relaxing! Did I actually go under or did I just fall asleep?"

"You went under, and very well, too. Now, I've given you some positive suggestions as a reward for resisting the urge to smoke. This will make it pleasurable not to smoke. " Yuri nodded in agreement. "I'll need to see back tomorrow, too," explained the Doctor. "Do you want to come in at the same time?"

"Why again?" said Yuri.

"Well, mine is a two part program," said the Doctor. "Today I gave you positive reinforcement when you don't smoke. I have to back this up with negative reinforcement -- punishment, if you will -- if you do light up again."

Yuri's mind drifted off as a doctor spoke. He was thinking how good a foot massage would feel right now. "OK Doc, whatever it takes. See you tomorrow," he mumbled. Yuri walked out of the doctor's office with a small stain forming on the crotch of his pants. Yuri would be cured of smoking -- eventually. Dr. Foote couldn't wait until the session tomorrow. He enjoyed the positive reinforcement sessions like today immensely, but the negative sessions were his favorite. After tomorrow, whenever Yuri lights up a cigarette again -- and he would -- he would see and feel himself working on his own feet, only THIS time it would be torture, driving Yuri insane with tickling on those soft and all-too-sensitive soles.

The Doctor laughed to himself just thinking about it. He looked at his appointment book and opened the door to his waiting room. "Sergeant Harrison, come in," he said addressing a 6'3" muscular blonde man of 34 years. He was dressed in his police uniform with high black boots. "What can I help you with today, Sergeant?"

In a deep voice the officer said "Doctor, I've tried everything but nothing works. I'll do anything to quit smoking!"

"I think I can help Sargent," said the smiling Doctor. "Make yourself comfortable on the couch. We'll get started right away!"

Yuri's Second Session Continued in Part Two...

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