Are 4 hour erections a real thing?
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They're pretty common for men that use bathtubs in their yards.
I've worked in hospitals for the past 15 yrs and have only seen one case, but it was caused by trazodone.
Where do you get trazadone? Asking for a friend.
If that happens to you there is no need to go to the hospital. Just google a picture of Hillary and your problem is solved.
FMPOKE,
So true, perhaps not all in a single linear stretch, but I'm fairly certain that at 14/15/16+ I was hitting periods were 4 hours worth of erections per day were more of the norm than the exception. All it really took was getting a glimpse of Karen C, Debbie P, Carol P, et al, in a pair of tight jeans and there wasn't much I could do about it.
So true, perhaps not all in a single linear stretch, but I'm fairly certain that at 14/15/16+ I was hitting periods were 4 hours worth of erections per day were more of the norm than the exception. All it really took was getting a glimpse of Karen C, Debbie P, Carol P, et al, in a pair of tight jeans and there wasn't much I could do about it.
Two things:
1. Paxil and Testosterone therapy are a pretty horrible combination that at one time often resulted in hours of nonstop sexual activity.
Imagine running the 400 meters and being 5 feet from the finish line but unable to break the tape as the finish line keeps moving back as you run, eventually resulting in levels of physical exhaustion which you were previously unaware existed.
2. My middle brother was the last of his friends to hit puberty and was well behind schedule. A trip to the Dr. Resulted in hormone therapy.
One shot was all it took.
Poor guy had an erection that lasted for days. Didn't go to school. Just stayed home crying in pain.
Remember it like yesterday.
This was just prior to him become about 75 pounds of Dusty Dvoracek. Dude was evil incarnate. So much rage in such a small package, no pun intended. Every day after school resulted in me holding him down until my dad got home from work. He'd get in a fight with my little brother. I'd break it up. He'd get into it with me. We'd both get "The Belt". Quite the daily ritual.
That is all. Carry on...
1. Paxil and Testosterone therapy are a pretty horrible combination that at one time often resulted in hours of nonstop sexual activity.
Imagine running the 400 meters and being 5 feet from the finish line but unable to break the tape as the finish line keeps moving back as you run, eventually resulting in levels of physical exhaustion which you were previously unaware existed.
2. My middle brother was the last of his friends to hit puberty and was well behind schedule. A trip to the Dr. Resulted in hormone therapy.
One shot was all it took.
Poor guy had an erection that lasted for days. Didn't go to school. Just stayed home crying in pain.
Remember it like yesterday.
This was just prior to him become about 75 pounds of Dusty Dvoracek. Dude was evil incarnate. So much rage in such a small package, no pun intended. Every day after school resulted in me holding him down until my dad got home from work. He'd get in a fight with my little brother. I'd break it up. He'd get into it with me. We'd both get "The Belt". Quite the daily ritual.
That is all. Carry on...
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Same thing happened to me at that time. And my head would fill with strait porno sounding songs and I'd smile hungrily at the chicks who sat in front me in their Guess jean skirts and huge belts with "front puff" hair dos...
I can see some of those gals these days with us in our 40s and laugh hysterical to myself at the thought of EVER thinking of them in terms of Erica Boyer and whatnot...
Man that's one of the reasons I never wanted to come out of the game in basketball. I was scared to death I might get hard sitting on the bench and then have to go in the game.
I ended up buying one of those girdle things, that's what they called them back in the day, and pointing the thing straight down as a precautionary measure.
I did actually get called up to the front of class one time. I think it was 7th grade. I was like ummm, I'll pass. He was like no. You won't. I just kinda looked at him with what had to be the most fearful, terrified look ever, because he just said, alright then so and so, can you do it? He had to have known atthat point cause I could see him kinda hold back a grin and shake his head. Hal Holt. Remember it like yesterday.
I ended up buying one of those girdle things, that's what they called them back in the day, and pointing the thing straight down as a precautionary measure.
I did actually get called up to the front of class one time. I think it was 7th grade. I was like ummm, I'll pass. He was like no. You won't. I just kinda looked at him with what had to be the most fearful, terrified look ever, because he just said, alright then so and so, can you do it? He had to have known atthat point cause I could see him kinda hold back a grin and shake his head. Hal Holt. Remember it like yesterday.
Dude I went to high school with caught a flier wrestling and was forever known as Woody.
I think its the modern day equivalent of Lucy and Rickie sleeping in twin beds. You can talk about four hour boners on network TV but you can't show two naked people in the same bathtub.