This Guy Injected Viagra Into His Penis and Screwed Himself
This is the story of one man’s quest for the ultimate erection. It ends in some NSFW pics.
One user on Reddit, SoreCock, recounted wanting to last longer for his newfound venture, swinging. He and his wife, as told in a TIFU post, have spent the summer living out some free love.
We started out by meeting couples, then got into going to some nice exclusive swinging clubs and private parties. Tons of fun so far. Only problem is that my erection usually doesn’t last for more than 1 to 1.5 hours, but stamina-wise, I can go all night – especially in a club full of beautiful naked women.
Mistake #1. Not Appreciating what you have. An hour and a half is longer than many TV series finales. That’s with commercials. Do you really need an erection for more than 90 minutes? That’s cutting into some good TV watchin’ time. But no, this wasn’t enough for Mr. SoreCock. He wanted MOAAAR. MOAAR erection.
So…I got a little greedy. I saw a urologist and told him I had erectile dysfunction. He prescribed various pills, none of which seemed to prolong my hard-on. So the next step was injections straight into the side of the penis. (I called it Viagra in the post title, but actually it’s called TriMix. Same effect though.) I initially balked at the idea, but after doing some reading on this particular medication (it lasts several hours and makes your cock hard as a diamond), I gave it a second thought.
I know what you’re thinking, what the hell is this TriMix? Googled it for ya. It’s for erectile dysfunction (duh!) and seems pretty common. Reading through some TriMix forums is a trip. One thread talked about bringing a syringe of TriMix to a dinner date. Couple dudes wondered about the half-life of the drug.
Vision: What Im wondering is… If I injected, then went out to dinner, would Trimix still be hanging around waiting to help out, say an hour later… That would allow more spontaneity and no breaks in the action…
Just wodering…
ThanksNelson Vergel: I would definitely not do that. Walking around with an erection heading to a restaurant is not fun.
Just preload the syringe and carry it in your pocket to inject before you are about to mount. Here is a practical carrier.
Vision: Weird, I don’t… I have several times injected with the thought that sexy time was to follow. Only to have the kids come home early or what not. Never got hard… When my doc showed me how to use it, she had me stroke for a while, then I got hard…And first time stayed hard for 3 hours… Now Im at about 1 to 2 hours.
That part made me laugh. Stroke your dick for a while then take a needle and inject chemicals into it. I’m imagining someone petting a hamster or small animal and euthanizing it.
Back to SoreCock’s adventure in four-hour lovemaking.
So I filled the prescription and decided to give it a try last night. (To answer a question I’m sure is many readers’ minds, no, it’s not very painful at all.) So I got the wife on board for a night of marathon sex, injected myself, and almost instantly got the thickest and hardest erection I’ve ever experienced. I almost didn’t recognize my dick. Walking around the house with my massive shlong wagging around was great. We had a great f**k-fest that had to be cut short, to two hours, only because she was getting sore…and so was I…
Two GD hours? What the… You just lost two hours of Game of Thrones.
…And that’s where things got dicey. I came…twice…and it only got HARDER. I started pouring cold water over it. Nothing. I took four Sudafed pills (as suggested online when you get an out-of-control erection). Nothing. I started exercising major muscle groups, doing endless sets of push-ups, pull-ups, squats, etc. (also recommended online, in order to divert the blood). Nothing.
This is where you start to go “ohhh, s**t”. Getting harder every time you come goes against nature. Anything that goes against nature almost always is bad news. And push-ups? His dick would be slamming against the floor every time he went down. That doesn’t seem like much help.
Three hours in, it was starting to really hurt…and I was starting to panic. Knowing that the medication came with a warning that prolonged erections lasting longer than 4 hours require emergency medical attention, I rushed to the ER. Telling the elderly hispanic woman in triage what happened wasn’t fun. I was writhing in pain at this point, and my cock was so sensitive and painful, I could not walk and required a wheelchair because the sensation of it rubbing against my shorts as I walked was incredibly painful. Yes, I was awkwardly covering up my erection the entire time.
Where the hell is his wife during all his erection slamming push-ups, pull-ups and squats? Watching Game of Thrones, dude. Or some other awesome show. Because BINGE WATCHING!
Eventually I got wheeled into a room. I got two full doses of morphine before I calmed down a bit. 40 minutes later, a team of doctors and nurses came in. The resident doctor was a young, cute Indian woman who – unlike the others in the room who tried very hard to act serious – read me and the situation better and made it pretty clear that she thought this was all pretty hilarious and cheered me up immediately, by turns making fun of me and being very vaguely flirtatious.
Jesus, if you need morphine after sex, major kudos to you. That is some serious sex having. Usually people have Gatorade or a cigarette. But morphine? James Dean bows down to you.
Eventually they got a butterfly needle and proceeded to extract a STUPENDOUS amount of blood out of my cock, as the doctors took turns squeezing my dick like a lemon.
Too many needles to the dick. You wanna see the aftermath of Viagra injected straight into a dick, I bet. I gotcha you, son.
