Happy One Year to Me

[LetoMan]

Gents,

A year ago today I was implanted. It’s been a busy year.

What changed in that year? To be honest, I don’t think I could have known how much would change.

Before I got the implant, I had slowly become resigned to the life I was aging into. I was a middle aged dad in a sexless marriage who was resigned to the path laid out for me… a life devoid of real passion, slowly aging into irrelevancy. I rarely got any interest from women, and when I did I had little confidence to do anything about it, knowing that I would not be able to perform if indeed it ever came to that. I mostly lived with regret for what I had not accomplished while young and spry, and for the life I wanted that was really never available to me.

I had long since become accustomed to the idea that I simply lacked sexual prowess. I have always been interested in sex, from the onset of puberty I had a very high libido and imagined myself becoming a great lover. But once I became sexually active and discovered that I could not maintain an erection -likely due to lifelong venous leak - that dream was crushed. I struggled mightily with the reality that I was impotent, coming close to suicide a few times.

In my twenties, with the introduction of pills, I was able to briefly get some of my mojo. But the side effects quickly caught up with me, and I wouldn’t say I became supremely confident… I lacked the ability to be spontaneous and lived in fear of losing my erection, which led to cumming prematurely and generally being a bad lover when it came to my dick.

Long story short, the hidden central struggle of my life was the frustration of seeing myself one way - as a highly sexual, dominant man - and the inability to physically make that a reality.

Before thinking about an implant, I separated from my wife. I felt like maybe I might never find a woman who wanted me again. I was too old, too impotent, and was running out of energy to reinvent myself and create a new life. But I found some determination to give it a shot. At first I wasn’t even thinking about an implant… I loaded up with a variety of flavors of pills, VED devices, cock rings and a Phoenix, and set out to see if, in the solitary comfort of my own bedroom, I could get my dick to function.

But it wasn’t working. I took a picture of one of the best erections I got back then. I keep that picture as a reminder. I had a sad, small erection, and it didn’t even stay hard long enough for me to masturbate to completion. At one point I sent that picture to a woman. She wasn’t mean about it, but she was clear she was not interested in that cock.

In my search for some solution for my problem, I found this site. And within days of discovering it, I had an appointment scheduled with a surgeon, and within weeks was implanted. It all went very quickly, largely due to the info on this site and reading about other guys’ experiences. After a gnarly recovery (my entire midsection was black and blue and my scrotum swelled up to the size of a cantaloupe), by the end of July I was ready to fuck. And that I did.

Look, there are plenty of posts here, including from me, about how things went physically those first few months. That’s not what I am here to cover.

I want to talk about how I changed.

Over the past year, I’ve fucked about 40 women (I lost the exact count, lol).

I’ve essentially devoted the vast majority of my time to that project. I have multiple dating app accounts, plus use other online resources. I’ve matched/messaged with probably something close to a thousand women. I’ve gone on well over 100 dates… which is more than two a week on average. It’s been more than a full time job meeting, dating and fucking women for the past year.

I don’t necessarily need to be dating a lot of women. But I have not been in a mental state to find a “partner” and have been exploring all the aspects of sexuality that I had missed out on for so long.

Here’s what I’ve learned:

First, that my implant was life changing. I had resigned myself to sadly aging into irrelevance. Now, I have the confidence to completely reinvent myself. Granted, I am not using that confidence to reinvigorate my career or anything else besides my sex life, mostly because getting laid is pretty much the only thing I spend time on and think about. But that will change at some point.

Second, that getting laid is all about confidence. The idea I could get 40 women into bed in a year would have struck me as impossible at 25, much less at 50. But, haha, that just happened. I realized that most of my life I self-sabotaged my chances at getting laid, mostly because I knew I would likely not be able to perform. But freed from that concern, and with nothing to lose, I confidently look women in the eye and tell them exactly what I am going to do to them tonight. And, lol, they seem to like that.

Third, I finally get a view into exactly what women want. I protected my ego most of my life by only getting into bed with women that were going to be relatively nice about my shortcomings. And so I rarely heard from women who just wanted to be fucked hard, who wanted to be treated like a dirty whore, who wanted a sexually dominant man who would use her body for his own pleasure. Now that I can do that, I am finally seeing just how many women want this.

It’s a journey. I wasn’t great in bed those first few times. My dick was still smaller (make sure you are cycling, boys… it does grow over the first year), I was still lacking in confidence, I thought the girls were mostly letting this old guy put his dick in them out of some sort of pity. But as time went on, as women started coming back to me for my dick, as they told me how much they loved my dick (something I had never heard before), as I was able to get pictures of my dick after it expanded in size about six months in and send them to women and have them react positively… boy, did my confidence kick in.

Other things got better, too. I was motivated to lose weight, dress better, be healthier. Rather than looking at the next stage of my life with dread, I now look at it with possibility. Sure, right now I am mostly dating extremely sexually active women interested in NSA sex. But I’m starting to take steps towards something more long term, definitely with someone with the desire to get rogered at least daily (which would have been impossible previously). I am excited about my prospects for the future.

Is everything perfect? No. My business is suffering as I have lost interest in pushing papers around (it will be fine in the long run). I’m still going through a divorce and figuring out a new non-couple social life. I still have new health issues popping up… boy, does aging suck. And I am trying to responsibly parent a teenage boy just taking his first steps into this messy sexual world. Can’t exactly set an example for him by telling him I’m on PreP and barebacking women a lot closer to his age than mine!

But I can’t tell you how much has changed for the better. It’s a whole new world with this new dick. It’s been life changing. That’s why this anniversary matters so much to me… it’s like I was reborn.

And this site is the only place I can really talk about how much this has meant to me. I did let a few close friends know I got an implant, but we don’t really talk about it too much… it’s very private. I do let those guys know the details of my sexual exploits though.. they like hearing about that!

I appreciate so many of you that are regular contributors here. Sworks, HikerMan, Old Guy for being longtime and regular supporters of all the brothers. Bionic Dan for sharing his tales. Duke Cicero for being the one non-crazy dude with a malleable, lol.

All I can say to all of you is:
- Fuck more.
- You don’t have to accept your current reality, but changing it is up to you.
- Life is way too short to spend it on some bullshit.

Happy implantversary to me!

Be well,
Leto

[Kodixx]

Happy anniversary Leto !

[wasim1]

Gents,

A year ago today I was implanted. It’s been a busy year.

What changed in that year? To be honest, I don’t think I could have known how much would change.

Before I got the implant, I had slowly become resigned to the life I was aging into. I was a middle aged dad in a sexless marriage who was resigned to the path laid out for me… a life devoid of real passion, slowly aging into irrelevancy. I rarely got any interest from women, and when I did I had little confidence to do anything about it, knowing that I would not be able to perform if indeed it ever came to that. I mostly lived with regret for what I had not accomplished while young and spry, and for the life I wanted that was really never available to me.

I had long since become accustomed to the idea that I simply lacked sexual prowess. I have always been interested in sex, from the onset of puberty I had a very high libido and imagined myself becoming a great lover. But once I became sexually active and discovered that I could not maintain an erection -likely due to lifelong venous leak - that dream was crushed. I struggled mightily with the reality that I was impotent, coming close to suicide a few times.

In my twenties, with the introduction of pills, I was able to briefly get some of my mojo. But the side effects quickly caught up with me, and I wouldn’t say I became supremely confident… I lacked the ability to be spontaneous and lived in fear of losing my erection, which led to cumming prematurely and generally being a bad lover when it came to my dick.

Long story short, the hidden central struggle of my life was the frustration of seeing myself one way - as a highly sexual, dominant man - and the inability to physically make that a reality.

Before thinking about an implant, I separated from my wife. I felt like maybe I might never find a woman who wanted me again. I was too old, too impotent, and was running out of energy to reinvent myself and create a new life. But I found some determination to give it a shot. At first I wasn’t even thinking about an implant… I loaded up with a variety of flavors of pills, VED devices, cock rings and a Phoenix, and set out to see if, in the solitary comfort of my own bedroom, I could get my dick to function.

But it wasn’t working. I took a picture of one of the best erections I got back then. I keep that picture as a reminder. I had a sad, small erection, and it didn’t even stay hard long enough for me to masturbate to completion. At one point I sent that picture to a woman. She wasn’t mean about it, but she was clear she was not interested in that cock.

In my search for some solution for my problem, I found this site. And within days of discovering it, I had an appointment scheduled with a surgeon, and within weeks was implanted. It all went very quickly, largely due to the info on this site and reading about other guys’ experiences. After a gnarly recovery (my entire midsection was black and blue and my scrotum swelled up to the size of a cantaloupe), by the end of July I was ready to fuck. And that I did.

Look, there are plenty of posts here, including from me, about how things went physically those first few months. That’s not what I am here to cover.

I want to talk about how I changed.

Over the past year, I’ve fucked about 40 women (I lost the exact count, lol).

I’ve essentially devoted the vast majority of my time to that project. I have multiple dating app accounts, plus use other online resources. I’ve matched/messaged with probably something close to a thousand women. I’ve gone on well over 100 dates… which is more than two a week on average. It’s been more than a full time job meeting, dating and fucking women for the past year.

I don’t necessarily need to be dating a lot of women. But I have not been in a mental state to find a “partner” and have been exploring all the aspects of sexuality that I had missed out on for so long.

Here’s what I’ve learned:

First, that my implant was life changing. I had resigned myself to sadly aging into irrelevance. Now, I have the confidence to completely reinvent myself. Granted, I am not using that confidence to reinvigorate my career or anything else besides my sex life, mostly because getting laid is pretty much the only thing I spend time on and think about. But that will change at some point.

Second, that getting laid is all about confidence. The idea I could get 40 women into bed in a year would have struck me as impossible at 25, much less at 50. But, haha, that just happened. I realized that most of my life I self-sabotaged my chances at getting laid, mostly because I knew I would likely not be able to perform. But freed from that concern, and with nothing to lose, I confidently look women in the eye and tell them exactly what I am going to do to them tonight. And, lol, they seem to like that.

Third, I finally get a view into exactly what women want. I protected my ego most of my life by only getting into bed with women that were going to be relatively nice about my shortcomings. And so I rarely heard from women who just wanted to be fucked hard, who wanted to be treated like a dirty whore, who wanted a sexually dominant man who would use her body for his own pleasure. Now that I can do that, I am finally seeing just how many women want this.

It’s a journey. I wasn’t great in bed those first few times. My dick was still smaller (make sure you are cycling, boys… it does grow over the first year), I was still lacking in confidence, I thought the girls were mostly letting this old guy put his dick in them out of some sort of pity. But as time went on, as women started coming back to me for my dick, as they told me how much they loved my dick (something I had never heard before), as I was able to get pictures of my dick after it expanded in size about six months in and send them to women and have them react positively… boy, did my confidence kick in.

Other things got better, too. I was motivated to lose weight, dress better, be healthier. Rather than looking at the next stage of my life with dread, I now look at it with possibility. Sure, right now I am mostly dating extremely sexually active women interested in NSA sex. But I’m starting to take steps towards something more long term, definitely with someone with the desire to get rogered at least daily (which would have been impossible previously). I am excited about my prospects for the future.

Is everything perfect? No. My business is suffering as I have lost interest in pushing papers around (it will be fine in the long run). I’m still going through a divorce and figuring out a new non-couple social life. I still have new health issues popping up… boy, does aging suck. And I am trying to responsibly parent a teenage boy just taking his first steps into this messy sexual world. Can’t exactly set an example for him by telling him I’m on PreP and barebacking women a lot closer to his age than mine!

But I can’t tell you how much has changed for the better. It’s a whole new world with this new dick. It’s been life changing. That’s why this anniversary matters so much to me… it’s like I was reborn.

And this site is the only place I can really talk about how much this has meant to me. I did let a few close friends know I got an implant, but we don’t really talk about it too much… it’s very private. I do let those guys know the details of my sexual exploits though.. they like hearing about that!

I appreciate so many of you that are regular contributors here. Sworks, HikerMan, Old Guy for being longtime and regular supporters of all the brothers. Bionic Dan for sharing his tales. Duke Cicero for being the one non-crazy dude with a malleable, lol.

All I can say to all of you is:
- Fuck more.
- You don’t have to accept your current reality, but changing it is up to you.
- Life is way too short to spend it on some bullshit.

Happy implantversary to me!

Be well,
Leto

Happy Anniversary and wish u many more to Cum

[dan_bionic]

Gents,

A year ago today I was implanted. It’s been a busy year.

What changed in that year? To be honest, I don’t think I could have known how much would change.

Before I got the implant, I had slowly become resigned to the life I was aging into. I was a middle aged dad in a sexless marriage who was resigned to the path laid out for me… a life devoid of real passion, slowly aging into irrelevancy. I rarely got any interest from women, and when I did I had little confidence to do anything about it, knowing that I would not be able to perform if indeed it ever came to that. I mostly lived with regret for what I had not accomplished while young and spry, and for the life I wanted that was really never available to me.

I had long since become accustomed to the idea that I simply lacked sexual prowess. I have always been interested in sex, from the onset of puberty I had a very high libido and imagined myself becoming a great lover. But once I became sexually active and discovered that I could not maintain an erection -likely due to lifelong venous leak - that dream was crushed. I struggled mightily with the reality that I was impotent, coming close to suicide a few times.

In my twenties, with the introduction of pills, I was able to briefly get some of my mojo. But the side effects quickly caught up with me, and I wouldn’t say I became supremely confident… I lacked the ability to be spontaneous and lived in fear of losing my erection, which led to cumming prematurely and generally being a bad lover when it came to my dick.

Long story short, the hidden central struggle of my life was the frustration of seeing myself one way - as a highly sexual, dominant man - and the inability to physically make that a reality.

Before thinking about an implant, I separated from my wife. I felt like maybe I might never find a woman who wanted me again. I was too old, too impotent, and was running out of energy to reinvent myself and create a new life. But I found some determination to give it a shot. At first I wasn’t even thinking about an implant… I loaded up with a variety of flavors of pills, VED devices, cock rings and a Phoenix, and set out to see if, in the solitary comfort of my own bedroom, I could get my dick to function.

But it wasn’t working. I took a picture of one of the best erections I got back then. I keep that picture as a reminder. I had a sad, small erection, and it didn’t even stay hard long enough for me to masturbate to completion. At one point I sent that picture to a woman. She wasn’t mean about it, but she was clear she was not interested in that cock.

In my search for some solution for my problem, I found this site. And within days of discovering it, I had an appointment scheduled with a surgeon, and within weeks was implanted. It all went very quickly, largely due to the info on this site and reading about other guys’ experiences. After a gnarly recovery (my entire midsection was black and blue and my scrotum swelled up to the size of a cantaloupe), by the end of July I was ready to fuck. And that I did.

Look, there are plenty of posts here, including from me, about how things went physically those first few months. That’s not what I am here to cover.

I want to talk about how I changed.

Over the past year, I’ve fucked about 40 women (I lost the exact count, lol).

I’ve essentially devoted the vast majority of my time to that project. I have multiple dating app accounts, plus use other online resources. I’ve matched/messaged with probably something close to a thousand women. I’ve gone on well over 100 dates… which is more than two a week on average. It’s been more than a full time job meeting, dating and fucking women for the past year.

I don’t necessarily need to be dating a lot of women. But I have not been in a mental state to find a “partner” and have been exploring all the aspects of sexuality that I had missed out on for so long.

Here’s what I’ve learned:

First, that my implant was life changing. I had resigned myself to sadly aging into irrelevance. Now, I have the confidence to completely reinvent myself. Granted, I am not using that confidence to reinvigorate my career or anything else besides my sex life, mostly because getting laid is pretty much the only thing I spend time on and think about. But that will change at some point.

Second, that getting laid is all about confidence. The idea I could get 40 women into bed in a year would have struck me as impossible at 25, much less at 50. But, haha, that just happened. I realized that most of my life I self-sabotaged my chances at getting laid, mostly because I knew I would likely not be able to perform. But freed from that concern, and with nothing to lose, I confidently look women in the eye and tell them exactly what I am going to do to them tonight. And, lol, they seem to like that.

Third, I finally get a view into exactly what women want. I protected my ego most of my life by only getting into bed with women that were going to be relatively nice about my shortcomings. And so I rarely heard from women who just wanted to be fucked hard, who wanted to be treated like a dirty whore, who wanted a sexually dominant man who would use her body for his own pleasure. Now that I can do that, I am finally seeing just how many women want this.

It’s a journey. I wasn’t great in bed those first few times. My dick was still smaller (make sure you are cycling, boys… it does grow over the first year), I was still lacking in confidence, I thought the girls were mostly letting this old guy put his dick in them out of some sort of pity. But as time went on, as women started coming back to me for my dick, as they told me how much they loved my dick (something I had never heard before), as I was able to get pictures of my dick after it expanded in size about six months in and send them to women and have them react positively… boy, did my confidence kick in.

Other things got better, too. I was motivated to lose weight, dress better, be healthier. Rather than looking at the next stage of my life with dread, I now look at it with possibility. Sure, right now I am mostly dating extremely sexually active women interested in NSA sex. But I’m starting to take steps towards something more long term, definitely with someone with the desire to get rogered at least daily (which would have been impossible previously). I am excited about my prospects for the future.

Is everything perfect? No. My business is suffering as I have lost interest in pushing papers around (it will be fine in the long run). I’m still going through a divorce and figuring out a new non-couple social life. I still have new health issues popping up… boy, does aging suck. And I am trying to responsibly parent a teenage boy just taking his first steps into this messy sexual world. Can’t exactly set an example for him by telling him I’m on PreP and barebacking women a lot closer to his age than mine!

But I can’t tell you how much has changed for the better. It’s a whole new world with this new dick. It’s been life changing. That’s why this anniversary matters so much to me… it’s like I was reborn.

And this site is the only place I can really talk about how much this has meant to me. I did let a few close friends know I got an implant, but we don’t really talk about it too much… it’s very private. I do let those guys know the details of my sexual exploits though.. they like hearing about that!

I appreciate so many of you that are regular contributors here. Sworks, HikerMan, Old Guy for being longtime and regular supporters of all the brothers. Bionic Dan for sharing his tales. Duke Cicero for being the one non-crazy dude with a malleable, lol.

All I can say to all of you is:
- Fuck more.
- You don’t have to accept your current reality, but changing it is up to you.
- Life is way too short to spend it on some bullshit.

Happy implantversary to me!

Be well,
Leto

Leto, Leto. Leto,
you talk the same what I feel deep in my soul, the implant was the game changer in my life and I spend 90% of my time about dating and fucking girls.
That is what I have missed half of my life, was 4 times in long-term marriages which ended-up being asexual, divorced from the last one, got a 22 years old hottie, motivated myself to get an implant, got the implant like 2 years ago, since than I'm fucking nearly every day a new girl and I can't stop...
It's a never ending story now, fucking is the most important part of my life and I enjoy it to the fullest.
And that's true, the only place to talk about it is here on FT and I like that there are some others like you, Sworks, Hikerman, OldGuy, the driver, Thailandbound and many others who report their success stories and thus motivate new guys to follow us and start fucking.
All the best to all of you!
Dan

[LastHope]

What an inspiring post. Happy implant anniversary, LetoMan.

[tomas1]

What a great easy to read post.

Obviously, my situation is quite different, but my wife has always liked sex and now seems enthusiastic to have sex each morning.

She doesn't like sex on golf days, but I haven't played in almost 2 months, and she hasn't played that card since.
She's 84 and I'm a lucky guy to have her.

She did go through the pills, and injections with me. but once told me we should have just skipped all those things.

She said if this one fails, she doesn't want me to go through it again, but what the hell, it's my dick.

[SWorks17]

Happy Happy Happy Bionic Dick Birthday, Letoman

I'm glad that you got past all those bad years and made it to the other side

I can't imagine the pain and depression that most all of our FrankTalk brothers have went through, with years and years of a non-functioning dick. Yes, my dick was not working too great in my early 60's, but I only went through 3 months of total ED after my Boston Scientific Rezum prostrate procedure August 1st 2021, to reduce the size of my benign enlarged prostrate.
I guess the steam injections hit some nerves down there and for 3 months before I got my Bionic Dick November 5th 2021, nothing would work nothing
It really is devastating to your manhood
Thanks LetoMan for your words of encouragement, I do like to help other FrankTalk brothers with anything that I've had experience in or just give words of encouragement and don't give up.

Happy 1st Anniversary again, LetoMan
SWorks

[ready2go]

Gents,

A year ago today I was implanted. It’s been a busy year.

What changed in that year? To be honest, I don’t think I could have known how much would change.

Before I got the implant, I had slowly become resigned to the life I was aging into. I was a middle aged dad in a sexless marriage who was resigned to the path laid out for me… a life devoid of real passion, slowly aging into irrelevancy. I rarely got any interest from women, and when I did I had little confidence to do anything about it, knowing that I would not be able to perform if indeed it ever came to that. I mostly lived with regret for what I had not accomplished while young and spry, and for the life I wanted that was really never available to me.

I had long since become accustomed to the idea that I simply lacked sexual prowess. I have always been interested in sex, from the onset of puberty I had a very high libido and imagined myself becoming a great lover. But once I became sexually active and discovered that I could not maintain an erection -likely due to lifelong venous leak - that dream was crushed. I struggled mightily with the reality that I was impotent, coming close to suicide a few times.

In my twenties, with the introduction of pills, I was able to briefly get some of my mojo. But the side effects quickly caught up with me, and I wouldn’t say I became supremely confident… I lacked the ability to be spontaneous and lived in fear of losing my erection, which led to cumming prematurely and generally being a bad lover when it came to my dick.

Long story short, the hidden central struggle of my life was the frustration of seeing myself one way - as a highly sexual, dominant man - and the inability to physically make that a reality.

Before thinking about an implant, I separated from my wife. I felt like maybe I might never find a woman who wanted me again. I was too old, too impotent, and was running out of energy to reinvent myself and create a new life. But I found some determination to give it a shot. At first I wasn’t even thinking about an implant… I loaded up with a variety of flavors of pills, VED devices, cock rings and a Phoenix, and set out to see if, in the solitary comfort of my own bedroom, I could get my dick to function.

But it wasn’t working. I took a picture of one of the best erections I got back then. I keep that picture as a reminder. I had a sad, small erection, and it didn’t even stay hard long enough for me to masturbate to completion. At one point I sent that picture to a woman. She wasn’t mean about it, but she was clear she was not interested in that cock.

In my search for some solution for my problem, I found this site. And within days of discovering it, I had an appointment scheduled with a surgeon, and within weeks was implanted. It all went very quickly, largely due to the info on this site and reading about other guys’ experiences. After a gnarly recovery (my entire midsection was black and blue and my scrotum swelled up to the size of a cantaloupe), by the end of July I was ready to fuck. And that I did.

Look, there are plenty of posts here, including from me, about how things went physically those first few months. That’s not what I am here to cover.

I want to talk about how I changed.

Over the past year, I’ve fucked about 40 women (I lost the exact count, lol).

I’ve essentially devoted the vast majority of my time to that project. I have multiple dating app accounts, plus use other online resources. I’ve matched/messaged with probably something close to a thousand women. I’ve gone on well over 100 dates… which is more than two a week on average. It’s been more than a full time job meeting, dating and fucking women for the past year.

I don’t necessarily need to be dating a lot of women. But I have not been in a mental state to find a “partner” and have been exploring all the aspects of sexuality that I had missed out on for so long.

Here’s what I’ve learned:

First, that my implant was life changing. I had resigned myself to sadly aging into irrelevance. Now, I have the confidence to completely reinvent myself. Granted, I am not using that confidence to reinvigorate my career or anything else besides my sex life, mostly because getting laid is pretty much the only thing I spend time on and think about. But that will change at some point.

Second, that getting laid is all about confidence. The idea I could get 40 women into bed in a year would have struck me as impossible at 25, much less at 50. But, haha, that just happened. I realized that most of my life I self-sabotaged my chances at getting laid, mostly because I knew I would likely not be able to perform. But freed from that concern, and with nothing to lose, I confidently look women in the eye and tell them exactly what I am going to do to them tonight. And, lol, they seem to like that.

Third, I finally get a view into exactly what women want. I protected my ego most of my life by only getting into bed with women that were going to be relatively nice about my shortcomings. And so I rarely heard from women who just wanted to be fucked hard, who wanted to be treated like a dirty whore, who wanted a sexually dominant man who would use her body for his own pleasure. Now that I can do that, I am finally seeing just how many women want this.

It’s a journey. I wasn’t great in bed those first few times. My dick was still smaller (make sure you are cycling, boys… it does grow over the first year), I was still lacking in confidence, I thought the girls were mostly letting this old guy put his dick in them out of some sort of pity. But as time went on, as women started coming back to me for my dick, as they told me how much they loved my dick (something I had never heard before), as I was able to get pictures of my dick after it expanded in size about six months in and send them to women and have them react positively… boy, did my confidence kick in.

Other things got better, too. I was motivated to lose weight, dress better, be healthier. Rather than looking at the next stage of my life with dread, I now look at it with possibility. Sure, right now I am mostly dating extremely sexually active women interested in NSA sex. But I’m starting to take steps towards something more long term, definitely with someone with the desire to get rogered at least daily (which would have been impossible previously). I am excited about my prospects for the future.

Is everything perfect? No. My business is suffering as I have lost interest in pushing papers around (it will be fine in the long run). I’m still going through a divorce and figuring out a new non-couple social life. I still have new health issues popping up… boy, does aging suck. And I am trying to responsibly parent a teenage boy just taking his first steps into this messy sexual world. Can’t exactly set an example for him by telling him I’m on PreP and barebacking women a lot closer to his age than mine!

But I can’t tell you how much has changed for the better. It’s a whole new world with this new dick. It’s been life changing. That’s why this anniversary matters so much to me… it’s like I was reborn.

And this site is the only place I can really talk about how much this has meant to me. I did let a few close friends know I got an implant, but we don’t really talk about it too much… it’s very private. I do let those guys know the details of my sexual exploits though.. they like hearing about that!

I appreciate so many of you that are regular contributors here. Sworks, HikerMan, Old Guy for being longtime and regular supporters of all the brothers. Bionic Dan for sharing his tales. Duke Cicero for being the one non-crazy dude with a malleable, lol.

All I can say to all of you is:
- Fuck more.
- You don’t have to accept your current reality, but changing it is up to you.
- Life is way too short to spend it on some bullshit.

Happy implantversary to me!

Be well,
Leto

well ,all of that is terrific ! Congratulations on your new life . And yeah most women do want to be treated as you explained . They are the ones doing all the "crazy " sex , but they dont talk about it anywhere ,except with their female friends.
im sure you dont need to be told that its best to just tell the girl what you want to do "to her" and if she balks , move on . but most will smile and ask, really ?hehe
and i am sitting here, with a smirk on my face, thinking . that you are now doing what most American woman do in their single years . fuck around every which way . That's why they like to say "i enjoy being single"
but now its your turn to do what women have always done . that's a great and fun success story .

[HikerMan]

Gents,

A year ago today I was implanted. It’s been a busy year.

What changed in that year? To be honest, I don’t think I could have known how much would change.

Before I got the implant, I had slowly become resigned to the life I was aging into. I was a middle aged dad in a sexless marriage who was resigned to the path laid out for me… a life devoid of real passion, slowly aging into irrelevancy. I rarely got any interest from women, and when I did I had little confidence to do anything about it, knowing that I would not be able to perform if indeed it ever came to that. I mostly lived with regret for what I had not accomplished while young and spry, and for the life I wanted that was really never available to me.

I had long since become accustomed to the idea that I simply lacked sexual prowess. I have always been interested in sex, from the onset of puberty I had a very high libido and imagined myself becoming a great lover. But once I became sexually active and discovered that I could not maintain an erection -likely due to lifelong venous leak - that dream was crushed. I struggled mightily with the reality that I was impotent, coming close to suicide a few times.

In my twenties, with the introduction of pills, I was able to briefly get some of my mojo. But the side effects quickly caught up with me, and I wouldn’t say I became supremely confident… I lacked the ability to be spontaneous and lived in fear of losing my erection, which led to cumming prematurely and generally being a bad lover when it came to my dick.

Long story short, the hidden central struggle of my life was the frustration of seeing myself one way - as a highly sexual, dominant man - and the inability to physically make that a reality.

Before thinking about an implant, I separated from my wife. I felt like maybe I might never find a woman who wanted me again. I was too old, too impotent, and was running out of energy to reinvent myself and create a new life. But I found some determination to give it a shot. At first I wasn’t even thinking about an implant… I loaded up with a variety of flavors of pills, VED devices, cock rings and a Phoenix, and set out to see if, in the solitary comfort of my own bedroom, I could get my dick to function.

But it wasn’t working. I took a picture of one of the best erections I got back then. I keep that picture as a reminder. I had a sad, small erection, and it didn’t even stay hard long enough for me to masturbate to completion. At one point I sent that picture to a woman. She wasn’t mean about it, but she was clear she was not interested in that cock.

In my search for some solution for my problem, I found this site. And within days of discovering it, I had an appointment scheduled with a surgeon, and within weeks was implanted. It all went very quickly, largely due to the info on this site and reading about other guys’ experiences. After a gnarly recovery (my entire midsection was black and blue and my scrotum swelled up to the size of a cantaloupe), by the end of July I was ready to fuck. And that I did.

Look, there are plenty of posts here, including from me, about how things went physically those first few months. That’s not what I am here to cover.

I want to talk about how I changed.

Over the past year, I’ve fucked about 40 women (I lost the exact count, lol).

I’ve essentially devoted the vast majority of my time to that project. I have multiple dating app accounts, plus use other online resources. I’ve matched/messaged with probably something close to a thousand women. I’ve gone on well over 100 dates… which is more than two a week on average. It’s been more than a full time job meeting, dating and fucking women for the past year.

I don’t necessarily need to be dating a lot of women. But I have not been in a mental state to find a “partner” and have been exploring all the aspects of sexuality that I had missed out on for so long.

Here’s what I’ve learned:

First, that my implant was life changing. I had resigned myself to sadly aging into irrelevance. Now, I have the confidence to completely reinvent myself. Granted, I am not using that confidence to reinvigorate my career or anything else besides my sex life, mostly because getting laid is pretty much the only thing I spend time on and think about. But that will change at some point.

Second, that getting laid is all about confidence. The idea I could get 40 women into bed in a year would have struck me as impossible at 25, much less at 50. But, haha, that just happened. I realized that most of my life I self-sabotaged my chances at getting laid, mostly because I knew I would likely not be able to perform. But freed from that concern, and with nothing to lose, I confidently look women in the eye and tell them exactly what I am going to do to them tonight. And, lol, they seem to like that.

Third, I finally get a view into exactly what women want. I protected my ego most of my life by only getting into bed with women that were going to be relatively nice about my shortcomings. And so I rarely heard from women who just wanted to be fucked hard, who wanted to be treated like a dirty whore, who wanted a sexually dominant man who would use her body for his own pleasure. Now that I can do that, I am finally seeing just how many women want this.

It’s a journey. I wasn’t great in bed those first few times. My dick was still smaller (make sure you are cycling, boys… it does grow over the first year), I was still lacking in confidence, I thought the girls were mostly letting this old guy put his dick in them out of some sort of pity. But as time went on, as women started coming back to me for my dick, as they told me how much they loved my dick (something I had never heard before), as I was able to get pictures of my dick after it expanded in size about six months in and send them to women and have them react positively… boy, did my confidence kick in.

Other things got better, too. I was motivated to lose weight, dress better, be healthier. Rather than looking at the next stage of my life with dread, I now look at it with possibility. Sure, right now I am mostly dating extremely sexually active women interested in NSA sex. But I’m starting to take steps towards something more long term, definitely with someone with the desire to get rogered at least daily (which would have been impossible previously). I am excited about my prospects for the future.

Is everything perfect? No. My business is suffering as I have lost interest in pushing papers around (it will be fine in the long run). I’m still going through a divorce and figuring out a new non-couple social life. I still have new health issues popping up… boy, does aging suck. And I am trying to responsibly parent a teenage boy just taking his first steps into this messy sexual world. Can’t exactly set an example for him by telling him I’m on PreP and barebacking women a lot closer to his age than mine!

But I can’t tell you how much has changed for the better. It’s a whole new world with this new dick. It’s been life changing. That’s why this anniversary matters so much to me… it’s like I was reborn.

And this site is the only place I can really talk about how much this has meant to me. I did let a few close friends know I got an implant, but we don’t really talk about it too much… it’s very private. I do let those guys know the details of my sexual exploits though.. they like hearing about that!

I appreciate so many of you that are regular contributors here. Sworks, HikerMan, Old Guy for being longtime and regular supporters of all the brothers. Bionic Dan for sharing his tales. Duke Cicero for being the one non-crazy dude with a malleable, lol.

All I can say to all of you is:
- Fuck more.
- You don’t have to accept your current reality, but changing it is up to you.
- Life is way too short to spend it on some bullshit.

Happy implantversary to me!

Be well,
Leto

Leto,

You rock, brother.

I concur 1000% every word you wrote.
Much love, much respect.