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Monday night, I finally had an orgasm. As you may recall, last week I began injecting Trimix into my penis. The initial three doses were too small to produce a reliable erection. On Monday, I went from .15 ml to .2o ml. That did the trick. I was hard about ten minutes after the injection. A few minutes later, Mrs. Lion started giving me oral sex. As soon as she began, my erection became harder. I stayed that way until I came about fifteen minutes later. Mrs. Lion reported that I produced a large amount of semen.

After the orgasm, my penis lost a lot of its starch but didn’t get soft. A few minutes later, I was about eighty percent as hard as I was while Mrs. Lion sucked me. I retained this boner for about an hour. This is probably close to the optimum dosage for me. We won’t know for sure, of course, until we try again when I am a little less horny. I was very happy with the experience. The chemically-induced erection felt a little different from the organic variety. I’m not exactly sure how to describe it, but it felt like my penis was straining. That’s probably the result of the vastly increased blood flow. It didn’t hurt. It just felt different.

The injection itself was painless. In fact, after I positioned the Inject-Ease on the right spot, I accidentally bumped the release button. I heard the click but felt nothing. The needle was inserted. All I had to do was press the plunger and remove the needle.

The only potential issue this method of erection building poses is timing. There’s a necessary pause between making the decision to have sex and injecting the Trimix. The romantic flow is broken for the five minutes it takes to get the injection done. This can be a little daunting. But, if the alternative is no sex, a five-minute intermission isn’t a big price to pay.

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I never thought I had a real problem. For many years, even before meeting Mrs. Lion, I had Erectile Dysfunction (ED). I didn’t realize it. The symptoms were there. Many times I would lose my erection if I was fucking doggy (lion?) style. I would be fine in the beginning but lose it before either of us finished. This didn’t happen every time, probably about 25 percent. I was fine if the woman was in cowgirl or reverse-cowgirl position. I just avoided thinking about the times things didn’t work out. Blowjobs were always satisfactory.

Things slowly deteriorated. I never imagined that there was something wrong with me. Viagra and Cialis did a good job fixing the problem for quite a while. Between compensating by using positions that worked and taking the boner pills, we did fine. Then, Mrs. Lion couldn’t get me off by hand. Oral worked, but not her hands. We weren’t fucking because her libido had shut down. More recently, oral had become less reliable. I had to do something about this problem.

The hardest thing for me is considering that my problem is getting worse. I really am broken. I don’t have any of the usual underlying causes: prostate surgery, uncontrolled diabetes, etc. I’m not taking any medications that list loss of erection as a side effect. If you’ve been reading our blog, I think you will agree that there doesn’t seem to be any psychological cause. I’m not sure if there is an official disease called idiopathic ED, but that seems to be what I have.

There is a chance that the problem is related to the medications I am taking. Side effects of many drugs become more severe as you age. It’s possible that the combination of drugs I take may be responsible. I’ve considered stopping one or more to see if there is a positive effect. However, if I do stop any of the drugs, I increase my chances of getting dangerously sick. Since I’ve lost weight, some of the medicines may not be necessary. I’ll consult with my doctor and see if we can adjust things.

In the meantime, my old standby, Cialis, has lost most of its value. If I take the maximum 20 mg dose, I still have problems getting and maintaining an erection, even in Mrs. Lion’s mouth. That’s what brought me to the point of researching more drastic measures.

As I see it, there are two approaches I can take. The first is to experiment with the long-term meds that I am taking. If one or more is to blame, the problem is solved. There’s a lot of risk in that. The second is to use a drug that produces an erection without the need for arousal. This medication is injected directly into the penis. It relaxes the tissue that engorges with blood and produces an erection. Aside from the need to inject something into my cock, it’s safe and effective in over ninety percent of men who use it. That’s what I’ve been doing.

The injections are nearly painless. I just feel a slight pinch when the needle goes it. The needle is very thin and only a half-inch long. So far, I’ve given myself three injections, each one with a slightly larger dose. I have to continue this process until I find the dose that gets me a satisfactory boner that lasts about an hour. I can only do one injection a day, and no more than three injections a week. My next try is later today (Monday).

I decided to write in detail about this because more than half of the men over fifty have ED. We tend to be reluctant to admit we have it and even more unwilling to seek help. I’m sorry that I waited as long as I did before asking for help. With any luck, things will be back to normal this week. How cool is that? Should I publish a picture of my first satisfactory erection?

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There are two things on my mind today.  I’m very interested in continuing our discussion of ED. Apparently, there isn’t much personal reporting on the subject.  The second is my spanking on Saturday. OK, first, the ED. We got a comment from Mark:

“Regarding the injection quantity, you are a better person than me… I’d be sticking in a much greater increase each time until I got the desired outcome and then trying to figure out where the correct dose was.”

I know where he is coming from. I’m impatient for the results Trimix promises.  In my research, I’ve found that almost all of the medical advice on correct dosing says to increase by .05 ml until the desired erection is attained. My urologist is against this and says that an increase of .02 to .03 ml each time. I did some further research, including a conversation with the urologist when she gave me this program. Her response was a little wishy-washy. She said that men in their 30s and 40s are at a fairly high risk of priapism (erections lasting four hours or more) from the drug. Older men almost never have this issue. Since I’m over fifty, I interpreted that to mean it was safe to increase the dosage by a larger increment. Beginning today (Monday), I’ll go from .15 to .20 ml. I admit that I’m very impatient for a result.

From my readings, apparently, a large number of men give up this therapy because they don’t get results soon enough. A few ED clinics start with a much higher dose (.20 or more) and administer it in the office. If the erection lasts more than three hours, they inject an antidote which will usually work. If that fails, they have to drain the blood from the penis. It’s not a lot of fun. Clinics that have the men administer the drug at home can’t risk that sort of reaction, so they have to advise starting with a much smaller dose. In my case, it was .1 ml, and they advised the very gradual increases. I’m feeling impatient, and I understand why so many men quit before they can get good results. I’ll let you know what happens after the next dose later today.

my first spanking in more than a month

As promised, before we left for the casino on Saturday night, Mrs. Lion spanked me. She had planned a “Just Because” spanking, but it was preempted by a punishment. I forgot to set up the coffeepot on Friday. She seemed to be in a good mood once I was riding the spanking bench. She didn’t strap me down. She quietly talked to herself, “Let’s see, which paddle should I use.” It seemed to me that she was approaching my spanking as a sort of fun activity.

That pleasure didn’t extend to me. She hit hard and fast. I was yelping in no time. She commented that I was exceptionally “rosey.” After less than ten minutes, she stopped and went into the bathroom and got some tissues. She said that I was bleeding and cleaned up the blood and applied a healing ointment. She told me to get up and said this spanking only lasted five minutes. I guess I spoiled her fun. She commented that I was red and leathery. I took her word for it.

Later, when I asked her if she was having fun while she spanked me, she said that she wasn’t sure. Odd. It sounded like she enjoyed herself. There is no requirement that she have a good time when she punishes me. She generally treats it as a chore she doesn’t mind doing. If she begins to like it, I think she will be more likely to be more observant of my behavior. We’ll see.