For starting reference, ED = erectile dysfunction.

I find myself reading stories here nearly daily and I enjoy contributing. I’ll share a different kind of story. Hopefully one to reassure and uplift. A different kind of ‘wild’.

So I have a friend. The type of guy most women would get into bed with based on his social skills. As I learned more about him, I found he wasn’t putting himself out there. Eventually, he told me why. ED…

My heart dropped. I know it’s a common issue. I never would’ve know. He hadn’t had sex for nearly two years. Going away, I thought about things and messaged him constantly over the coming days.

When we saw each other again, I had a “fuck it” moment and proposed the idea of having sex to help him work through it. Plus, I liked him. He immediately panicked.

After some rationale, I outlined if he felt comfortable, I could give him head. After a week or so, we finally went for it. I’m so glad we did.

During the blowjob, I could sense nerves but reassured him that not only did I love his cock, he was in safe hands (and lips). He lost his boner twice. Both times, he freaked out and I remained calm.

We stopped, kissed, stopped again and got back to it. He became more comfortable and even began moaning openly. I love when guys moan - huge turn on. Tells me I’m doing something right.

Then, I proposed the idea (without a condom as I took the pill). He was dying to have sex but felt anxious. I asked his favourite position, which was doggy. I assumed doggy and he was soft, then with dirty talk from me, fully hard.

With zero worries of cumming early, it was the opposite. He lost his boner once and then before we knew it, we were fucking at a crazy pace in a variety of positions.

He managed to keep hard and then confessed he felt he could maybe cum. I asked for it over my boobs (he was a boob guy). Minutes later, he told me he was cumming. I turned around and pressed my tits together.

Fuck, it felt good. The sex was brilliant and after cumming, we cuddled. He confessed he was previously a “broken man.”

We had sex again an hour later and he maintained his boner. There was nothing wrong with him, merely the state he’d been put into from women with no empathy and an unfair societal expectation and label as not enough.

Fuck. Seriously. If anybody’s struggling, please guys. Find a woman who makes you comfortable and that you trust. It can get better.