Lately, I’ve been watching porn, but it doesn’t even get me hard anymore. My dick just stays limp, and I started freaking out, wondering if I’d gone impotent. So, I called my doctor to ask if something was wrong. He told me to calm down and said he’d prescribe some pills that’d fix me right up. When the meds arrived, I was so eager to test them that I accidentally took too much. Big mistake—my cock shot up like a rocket, rock-hard and aching with lust. I couldn’t stand it; I had to call a hooker to come over and bang.

A little while later, this hot little call girl showed up at my door. I didn’t waste a second—dragged her straight to the bed, ripped her clothes off, and pounded into her like a jackhammer. She moaned and squirmed under me, and I kept going, harder and faster, letting all that pent-up need explode. The pills worked too damn well; I felt like a horny beast unleashed. By the time we were done, I was sweating, satisfied, and wondering if I should’ve stuck to the damn dosage.