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Let me tell you my disastrous true story: Not long ago I had the chance to fulfill one of my long time fantasies: a romp with two smoking hot co-eds at the same time. I had been introduced to both ladies by my very-open-minded girlfriend. Aside from a few jitters after I’d arranged the details, I was feeling calm and cool on the day of my ménage à trois premier.
As I followed my short-time partners into the hotel suite my mind started to go wild. My lower regions were pulsating. My inner bull was ready to charge. This is the hottest experience I’d ever dreamt of! I’d fantasized about this since I was a teenager, and now I was visualizing the moment unfolding in front of me, like a real-life porn script where I am the stud.
Kneeling on the bed, the blonde got things going before my pants even hit the floor with a rather sloppy oral exploration. And now the the brunette joins next to her, giving me that mental picture I’d always imagined. Looking at those puppy-eyes and the sensations running up both sides of my manhood… watching them work in unison. Two little tongues flicking up and down. Wow, my mind was spinning.
After what seemed like seconds, it was time. Time to decide whether the blond or the brunette would be first to experience my own little exploration. As the girls got into position, I grabbed the rubber and started to unroll it onto the head of my shaft.
But then… something extraordinarily disconcerting began to happen. My closest little buddy started to go limp. My manhood suddenly couldn’t take the heat and the condom just fell off. What in the fuck guy, this is our moment! We’ve been mentally practicing this scene since we first started to really, uh, work together. But things just got worse. The more I tried to concentrate on getting my hard-on back, the softer I got.
The brunette noticed first and swiveled around to re-engage her mouth and while there was a brief sputter of power, he just wasn’t responding. It was like there wasn’t any sensation; or that sensation was somehow not translating into getting hard. My manhood had let me down.
As I looked at the incredibly hot, completely naked ladies in front of me, now tiring from trying to revive me, every thought in my incapacitated brain screamed that this cannot be happening. But it just wasn’t there.
After what seemed like a shameful eternity, I made a feeble excuse. Maybe I didn’t sleep too well last night, perhaps I have been under too much stress. To say that I was embarrassed is an understatement!
We gave up. The mood was ruined.
As I showered alone, I couldn’t believe what my body had done to me. The little traitor!
On the drive home, reliving the moment in shame and angst, I remembered the moment the blonde’s red lips slowly sank down over me. And in that moment, I felt a little pulse of energy in my crotch. That image of the two of them working together. BOOM, raging boner. Right there in my car. But my moment was already lost.
This is unbelievable, how can I get a 100% erection here, alone, and yet in the moment it should have been easiest, it wasn’t achievable?
I allowed my nerves to get the best of me
In that moment, I was so overcome by the desire to perform, that I shot myself in the foot. Had I taken more time to calm myself down instead of worrying about myself, maybe I’d have had a chance of getting things fired up again.
I needed to understand why this happened to me, and make sure it would never happen again.
I decided that I was going to find a solution BEFORE it ever happened again.
My Research led me to Red Boost
Red Boost is a tonic supplement that you can drink, made from natural stuff you can find at your store, which is good. After I gave it a try, I noticed more energy and a certain pep in my third leg that I hadn’t noticed before. I’d read that the makers of Red Boost say the leading cause of bedroom limpness is a sinister “blockage” in your smooth muscle which can be removed in minutes by simply drinking the nutrients in this tonic.
Now I had a little more octane in my tank
Of course, once I started taking Red Boost, I needed to take my now much more confident member for a little test drive.
Finding the right supplement no doubt improved my confidence level but it also made getting and keeping that hard-on a lot easier.
Thankfully, I was able to convince the blonde and brunette to join me for another try, and this time things went off without a hitch. I even had enough power for an encore performance.
Now, several years later, when I’m approaching an event with a new partner, I know what to expect. I drink some Red Boost, for that confidence boost and instant performance upgrade.
At the same time, if I find that I’m still not getting as rock hard as I was when I fantasized about as an 18 year old, I try to be kind to myself. I’m a man with responsibility, a girlfriend who makes other guys swivel their heads, and sometimes our bodies still need a bit of a boost as we get older.
Now that it’s been several years, and quite a few successful threesome experiences since, I can say without a doubt that going in with confidence and having a good time is all about mental state and perhaps a little bit of supplemental assistance. If you’ve come this far in my journey, you should absolutely take a look at Red Boost and see if it might work for you too.
