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Sad Story

I inherited a problem from my mother that has had me taking pills that, at my high dosage, has left me unable to experience a climax for the last 17 years.

I had a wonderful gal, for the ten years before that, with whom I shared a very true love. We shared nearly every interest of our own mutually. Sex was good for a while until near the end, when I was prescribed said pills by a doctor who did not inform me about the side-effects. After a few weeks of taking them, our sex life began a downward trajectory. We had previously invented ways for her to excite me, one of which was to masturbate lying in bed in front of me.

Prior to pills, that had always done the trick. She would undress, spread her pussy lips, and rub over her clit area with her palm and her fingers vigorously. For years we did this until one night it did not work for me. At 39, I went home very disappointed that night. What was it with me? Had I lost my sexual interest in my love? It certainly seemed like it.

I thought on the problem for a long time before meeting another woman through a dating service; an ultra-attractive woman I must say. We dated for several months but I remained impotent. Nor could I masturbate. My tool just hung like it was dead, and we broke up when she decided that she wanted more than I had. That was 16 years ago, and by then I realised that it was the pills that were vegetizing me. I sure missed my love, and continue dreaming about her to this very day.

I purchased a Venus machine thinking that would be the most stimulation that I could render unto myself, along with some porn movies. It worked. About three times out of the three hundred that I tried it. No matter how fast the rubber lined tube pulsated over my own tube, it only got me pleasurably hard for a while, and then nothing.

I even tried kneeling over the Sybian and using it to stimulate my prostate. As the dildo attachment circled over my other sex gland at a rapid pace. I used the Venus on my penis at an extra high speed too; all the while watching gorgeous girls finger themselves to ejaculatory orgasms on my computer screen. Nothing!

Lastly, going for broke, I answered an ad in a city magazine written by a female who said she had expertise in all the disciplines of domination. I asked her first if she gave prostate massages. When she learned that I owned a Sybian and a Venus machine, she enthusiastically answered 'yes'. 'Bring the machines with you.' I went with a box I could hardly lift, and her roommate, a very large female linewoman, helped me by carrying the box up a flight of stairs on her shoulder. My 'date' then introduced me to her in their second floor apartment. We all worked hard, even the very butch roommate, but I barely felt a thing, though my mistress' method was quite 'come hither' over my prostate with her forefinger. The best part was watching both of them enjoy the Sybian. To me it is always exciting watching a woman lose control by being sexually stimulated beyond her limits. Credit to her for staying on the Sybian long after she could not stand up, as she shook with muscles that had atrophied in fifteen minutes of solid climaxing.

I left amused and horny as a toad. By the way, I am that way, and stay that way, all the time. There just remains this disconnect that renders me anorgasmic for life.

Now that life has passed me by since I was forty, I am seriously considering trying out as a 'bottom' homosexual. Though my prostate seems to have the same 'numbness' problem as my dick, maybe some long arms could work both simultaneously to force a climax. I dunno, but I am getting very desperate the older I get. Yes, I could halve my pill dosage for a month, but the pain is almost too awesome to think about, if I were to do that. Maybe this is my punishment for being overly promiscuous during the short number of years that it all worked. As an aside, allow me to say that masturbating helps cure acne in teens.

Ideas anybody?

F


Posted on: 2005-02-05 00:00:00 | Author: