My dear friend had developed a form of permanent impotence!
"But not to worry"…
the doctor told him, because he had a couple of “solutions” for him that would almost certainly help him get an erection.
Even though his ability to naturally do so was now completely lost.
“Not to worry?!” I thought.
“Completely lost?!"
His first “solution” was to perform surgery and peel away the skin of his penis, splay it open, and insert an artificial pump.
They would then implant a “button" into his scrotum where it would live permanently, like a third testicle.
He could then squeeze this “third testicle" in his scrotum and hopefully the pump would give him an erection.
The surgery was of course irreversible and there was no guarantee it was going to work.
“If the surgery didn’t work then I would end up WAY WORSE than I am now…
with NO HOPE of ever getting my erections or money back!”
"I'd just end up having to carry around a useless button in my ball sack…
everywhere I go.
A button that never gets me hard… a constant reminder (like a got branded on my balls) that I have a dick that is really half-dead and now isn’t ever coming back!"
"Worse still, since this pump would be foreign to my body, there was a serious risk of developing an infection.
That could lead to the amputation of both my penis and testicles!
Leaving me permanently castrated without a penis to even piss out of much less have sex with!"
“Holy shit… that’s freakin' terrifying!” I thought.
His second “solution” was to inject a very powerful set of chemicals directly into his penis via a hypodermic needle.
It was another extreme solution, but not as extreme as irreversible surgery... so my friend reluctantly opted for this option.
“I hated having to inject my dick…
but I was excited that I was getting an erection.
However, that excitement turned into terror when one of those erections lasted 12 hours!”
“I was really scared...
because I know when erections go on that long, the blood in your dick loses all its oxygen. This lack of oxygen was killing the tissues of my penis!"
"If I didn’t get oxygen back in my dick immediately it was literally going to die!
If that happened, even the shots wouldn’t work for me anymore!"
“So I rushed to the ER! But when I got there I was too afraid to go in...
because I know what they do.
They plunge a very thick needle into the leading edge of your penis to get the blood to rush out and bring the erection down.
I sat in that ER parking lot for what seemed like an eternity with an ice pack on my crotch. Shaking because I was too scared to go in.”
“Fuck THIS! I yelled and screeched out of that ER parking lot.
Racing home at full speed to try and do it myself.
Praying to God the cops didn’t spot me.
Because I wasn’t stopping for nobody…
My dick was literally DYING!”
"When I got home I raced to my computer and desperately searched the internet.
Trying to find out how I could do this myself.”
"Finally I found someone who did it to himself using a hypodermic needle.
The trick is you had to stab that needle in at just the right spot. And at just the right angle…
or else!"
“Because there are two blood vessels in the penis you absolutely must avoid hitting...
or you can bleed out or damage your dick forever.
If that happened, even those damned injections wouldn’t work for me anymore!”
“I googled an anatomical image of the penis and studied it carefully.
I then quickly grabbed the very same needle I used to inject myself and got ready to stab it back into my penis again.
This time praying it would take away the never-ending erection that it gave me in the first place.”
“My hand was shaking like crazy…
because I was so scared to do it. And it wouldn’t move…
My hand just wouldn’t move!”
“But as I stood there frozen, the terror I was feeling as my dick was dying finally overtook me.
And I just instinctively plunged that needle straight into my penis… praying for the best.”
“After the needle went in, I quickly pulled the plunger out.
The blood oozed into the hypodermic chamber… and it was BLACK and congealed!
All the oxygen in my blood was gone and I’m not exaggerating…
it was thick and black, it looked and flowed just like used motor oil!”
“Oh my god!” I thought
“I was scared… I was so frickin’ scared!"
“I still use those injections to this day because that is the only way I can get hard now, but I’m so scared every time I stick that needle in my dick!”
"I initially hide it from the women I date.
But they figure it out quickly when my erection won’t go down for at least four hours.”
“It’s particularly embarrassing if she wants to go out afterwards and I have to deal with an erection that just won’t go down.
It makes me walk funny and I’m constantly paranoid that people are staring at my crotch.”
"It’s extremely uncomfortable… both physically and emotionally."
"I really like these women, but after our first sexual encounter... most of them, I never hear from again.”
“Furthermore, these injections have to be kept refrigerated so I always have to get the woman I’m dating back to my place.
Then I sneak into the bathroom to inject myself.
It all has to be planned out carefully and kept secret.
There is absolutely NO SPONTANEITY with this!”
“I literally feel like a pathetic shell of man when I stick that needle in my dick!”, he cried.
"The fact that I have to do this as well as hide it, is killing me. But I refuse to have no sex life!
What’s even worse is knowing in the back of my mind that when these injections stop working…
it’s going to be surgery time.”
“What the hell am I going to do if I can no longer have sex at all?"
"What’s the point?!"
Now… I was really taken off guard here.
When he told me his story... I completely freaked out!
I mean I totally LOST MY SHIT!
I went into a panic attack that felt like it lasted for weeks!
My heart was pounding hard, it felt like it was going to burst out of my chest.
My throat squeezed tight and I had trouble breathing normally.
I felt lightheaded and shaky… like the earth was moving underneath me.
I knew I had to do something IMMEDIATELY or my life was going to crumble.
But I had no idea what to do!
Was this seriously where I was headed?!
Hell...
I was only 45 and I was about to go down the same path he did.
Taking ED drugs instead of fixing the source of my problem.
Only to end up with permanent ED that could only be overcome by injecting my dick with God knows what!
HELL NO!!!
There was no way I was going to let that happen to me!
From that day on I was absolutely determined to get at the source of my ED and PE and not just treat the symptoms.
There was no way I was going to mask this problem with ED drugs and let it turn into permanent impotence.
There was no way I was going to let this problem destroy my marriage!
I was absolutely determined to be intimate with my wife again. To have the love and passion that we used to!