An Unexpected Journey
Hi all.
After stumbling across this site the other day, I decided to register and see where things go. I may as well record some thoughts and context at the beginning of this journey. Apologies in advance for a looooong post.
First, I have no prior experience with PE and truly wasn’t looking to explore it. As far as I can tell, my penis is very average (~5.2” BPEL and ~4.5” MEG when I last checked, if I remember correctly). It was never going to win awards but I also haven’t gotten any complaints. And I really only share it with someone I’ve developed emotional intimacy with anyway, so size wasn’t an issue for me. Which isn’t to say I haven’t fantasized about having a bigger dick….
However, I changed up my ADHD medication in early August and that has led to urological side effects, namely ED and apparently an enlarged prostate with all the weak, frequent urination problems I hadn’t expected to experience at 42. I love how the new meds help me focus and follow through on tasks, and I can deal with the urination issues while my doctor and I sort out the dosage, but damned if ED isn’t taking its toll on my mental and emotional well-being.
So, after the past three weeks right so of not being able to get hard at all without a -lot- of manual encouragement, and then usually not being able to keep my erection long enough to climax during masturbation (did I mention having “delayed orgasm” as another side effect?), I started looking around at my options.
I began with prostate milking after reading about that having therapeutic value. Lots of fun and it has allowed a decent piss now and then. I hoped it would help with masturbation but it still wasn’t enough to get me hard without maybe twenty minutes of manual coaxing. I’m taking ginkgo biloba now to see if that can help counteract the antidepressants at all. And I’d been trying to remind myself that this is (hopefully) temporary until I get my meds sorted out.
But then I looked back and realized I’ve been having sporadic ED episodes for a number of years, pretty much since I started on antidepressants. Those episodes made things in the bedroom a bit more of a crapshoot than I would’ve wanted. But the last four or five years have been: 1. My marriage falling apart very slowly and then all at once, 2. A year of voluntary celibacy, first so I could sort out being on my own for the first time after 20 years with the same woman and then because I didn’t want to get COVID or pass it to my son, and 3. A year-long relationship with a woman I loved deeply but that included just a brief-though-intense couple months of sexual intimacy owing to compatibility issues that ultimately led to us breaking up (turns out her late father almost certainly had undiagnosed ADHD, so every time I had an executive-function fail, like arriving later than I had agreed or interrupting her in conversation because of my enthusiasm, was essentially a “trigger” for her and a reminder of her father that totally killed the mood for her for days after). TL;DR I haven’t been having much sex anyway so I didn’t notice the ED until I suddenly couldn’t get it up at all.
The last two weeks or so I’ve just been obsessively reading up on how other people handle these side effects, because the years-long pattern I noticed of occasional erection difficulties tells me that changing just the new med isn’t going to magically fix all my ED issues. And I’ve tried to figure out what parts of my sex life have been “normal” and which haven’t. This leads to how I arrived at your site. I promise.
Staring at, handling, inspecting, studying all my sex parts so much really got me thinking about my balls and how I’ve never felt great about them. They’d be fine most of the time, relaxing in their hammock with not a care in the world. But ever since I first started ruining perfectly good socks back in middle school, I’ve noticed that my beans had a habit of disappearing way up high whenever my hand was spending a lot of time near them or I would have enjoyed showing them off to a partner. Or when it got cold. Or lots of other times. I’d never talked about it with my doctor or anyone else, but now I wanted to know what it was. And I found a name for it online: retractile testicles. The whole thing was caused by the muscle connecting my balls to the rest of me being -too strong-. It wasn’t just me having a weird set of messed up nads. Other people have this, too! Maybe I could find out how they deal with it.
I found some information about ball-stretching. That sounded like a possible solution but I couldn’t be sure that it was something that should be done with my mighty cremaster muscle. I didn’t want to permanently mess up anything down there, after all. I spent hours trying to figure out what the pros and cons even were before I could begin weighing them. But then some googling turned up a wonderfully helpful post by SirD in the public Penis Hangers forum (Hanging My Balls).
So last night, encouraged by SirD’s example, I gave it a try. If he could use clamps and weights to stretch his cremaster into letting his testicles stay in the scrotum (and 8” farther than that!), surely I could at least try tugging mine down a little with my hand to see what would happen. With a goal of wrapping my thumb and index finger around my sack between my balls and my groin and then pulling down a little, I warmed up the area a bit and then teased my testicles out of my groin and into my scrotum. I had to do this several times before I could get a grip. Just this process without any further tugging pulled my left ball down farther than it usually goes. I will not lie: it hurt! But not much more than my eggs would sometimes hurt when they ascended. Which I used to confuse with blue balls.
But I kept gently reestablishing that hold on and off through the evening. I found a rather stretchy cock ring to keep my balls from retracting for a while without them having to do as much stretching as my finger and thumb required. I was a little sore there when I went to bed and I’m still a little sore there today.
But the boys haven’t retreated inside all day! I’ve had a huge smile on my face as I walk around the house, often checking things out down there and occasionally doing the grip again with a little tug.
I decided to put my testes to the test by watching a little porn to find out whether they’d stay in my sack even as everything tensed up a little (since my balls would still retreat even when my dick was incommunicado). They stayed where they’re supposed to be!
What’s more, while watching that bit of porn, I had my first unmanipulated erection in the past two or three weeks (aside from waking up to wood in the middle of the night one single time)! And I was able to repeat that later tonight, too. I don’t even mind that my dick went limp almost immediately after: Progress is progress, baby! I have no idea whether it’s the ginkgo, the recent dosage change of my ADHD med, something physical related to the ball stretching, or even just feeling awesome about having all-day hangers for the first time.
My plan now is to try verifying that 4.5” MEG I listed above and then order myself a pump. Pumps are specifically supposed to help with ED, after all. I’m inspired by the stories here of pumping leading to better EQ and I’m eager to find out for myself. Also, I’m now quite curious about other enhancements that may result along the way since there’s nothing wrong with having a penis that’s somewhat, um, above average.
I’ve looked around the site a lot over the past day or two and I’m impressed by the supportive, knowledgeable, non-judgmental vibe that I’ve gotten from each post I’ve read. I’d really like to hang out here virtually while I’m trying to get my wang healthy and set my nutsack into being a true showpiece.
Thank you all for creating this space. And, if you’ve actually read this far, thanks for giving me a chance to share all these thoughts and details with somebody. It feels good just letting it all hang out, as they say.