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Na by force? Which hotel do you recommend anyway?

Jeon:
GO HOTEL..

It's almost like you're interested.

doggedfighter:
And this place looks like brothel?

I'm a guy in my early 30s. Broke up with my girlfriend recently. Not my fault... She was engaged to another man and never told me. Anyway, I'm looking for a lady who is down for a no-strings-attached good time. Got to be between 18 and 33. If you want to do it for money, that's fine with me. If you don't roll like that, all good. Just please, reach out or drop your number and I'll text you.

And you just neglect the "33 years old" part. Anyway, 18 na age of consent so....

doggedfighter:
And the 30 year old man included 18 year olds.

God forbid

Jeon:
JUST RUN GO THE NEAREST BROTHEL NEAR UR LOCATION.

Nawa o. If you know, you know.

doggedfighter:
Play which game?

I'm a guy in my early 30s. Broke up with my girlfriend recently. Not my fault... She was engaged to another man and never told me. Anyway, I'm looking for a lady who is down for a no-strings-attached good time. Got to be between 18 and 33. If you want to do it for money, that's fine with me. If you don't roll like that, all good. Just please, reach out or drop your number and I'll text you.

thank you

Margaretola:
3 helpful things that could be done.

1. Embrace Healthy Habits
When it comes to sexual performance, men must focus more on healthy habits that ensure all-round wellbeing. Eating healthy and exercising regularly are better approaches than relying on erectile dysfunction meds because sexual performance is closely tied to general wellbeing.

2. Manage sexual expectations
Exposure to porn can affect sexual expectations, which can have psychological effects on men. Understand that a lot of what you see in pornography is a properly acted script, sometimes done under the effects of drugs.

3. Communicate with your partner
Speaking with your partner about their preferences and expectations is a lot better. You will be surprised that you can get enough pleasure without drugs by simply doing the exact things your partner needs.
You can read more here
https://blog.cribmd.com/erectile-dysfunction/

I won't argue your use of the term, "illegal sex."

Lollittaa:
born again watching porn, committing fornication.
Why don't you see a doctor, your mind may be affecting your erection.
Get married too. And stop having illegal sex.

nawa o

yomi007k:
Your thing is made up of muscles and blood vessles.

It is only obeying law of use and disuse.


You abandon the engine for years and you are wondering why it wont start?


Better go see urologist.

He definitely will.

ahnie:
All the same brethren,may the Lord give you a very powerful and robust erection in Jesus name,Amen!

Thank you very much for this. I appreciate it.

Ninejaywon:
You will be fine. Your erection problem is psychological. The first time can be quite embarrassing. You see, that penis has a mind of its own and if it is not ready to "perform" nothing can be done about it.

Fear of committing fornication, performance anxiety,seeing a naked woman live for the first time, stress are all contributing factors.


Next time, you do more of 4play at a very relaxed pace. Try to be very relaxed and don't dive for the hole immediately. Don't watch porns. They are not reality just for entertainment.

But I had erection not long ago before deciding to this yesterday.

EkehPraise:
Go and check yourself medically..
Abstinence and erectile dysfunction are two different things.

I really think it's better I resolve this thing before marriage o. To avoid bringing this mammoth wahala into a marriage. I must hate the woman I'm going to marry to cause her this kind of pain.

azadus18:
It seems , God no want you to fornicate...

Go and marry

If you must know, I had to do that because I was desperate for an erection. And let me tell you one more thing. A christian is not holier than you in the natural sense. A born again christian is just a man or woman who has embraced the grace of God for their lives. That's all.

ahnie:
Born against watching porn....oya nau!
May the Lord in his infinite mercies give you a lasting erektion.

This is somewhat both a cry and a story but I won't make it long. I got born again when I was fourteen years old. I hadn't had sex then. So, I set out to be really close to God and determined to keep His word to the latter, which also meant I intentionally refused to have sex until I was married. All through those years, I have had no reason to suspect I might have trouble sexually. I get erections watching stuff on TV like the human being that I am, I like girls (meaning I'm not gay, not even close). I mean, I used to joke to myself that my dick gets hard when the wind blows . Wham, I'm 35, never been married and still a virgin. And now, the pressure is building, not really to satisfy a sexual urge, but I'm getting this vibe around me like I'm not normal. No one has ever seen a woman come to visit me. I've never had an actual girlfriend. Long story short, I just decided to at least have a sexual experience and get it over with. I mean, I just had to lose my virginity, experience sex even if it's just once and then resume waiting until I'm married. Alas, I'm afraid my protracted abstinence may have had a psychological effect on me (this is the part where I'll be happy to hear your opinion). I actually felt intense fear when the girl was coming over but it quickly passed. She was very very beautiful but I couldn't get it up no matter what she tried. I couldn't believe what was happening to me. I've been very depressed since yesterday when it happened. She stripped completely, pressed herself on me, tried oral, hand, the lots. Nothing worked. I suggested we watch porn together but I just couldn't feel a thing. It was like I couldn't even see what the actors were doing even though I was staring at it so hard and trying to feel it. I do hope this won't turn to something serious. I was so sad, even sadder when the girl remarked that it wasn't her fault because I was hurt even more that she might be feeling guilty somehow. I'm just spilling this here, not knowing exactly what I expect readers to do, but I know real great stuff (like a solid advice) can come from Nairaland. Thanks for reading.

I know this guy. If indeed the person on the left picture is the same that died... Chai. May his soul rest in peace.

Can't agree more

Nuel4:
they broke, conquered and enslaved our ancestors. They have the right to feel superior. They don't feel superior to Arabs. Arabians dealt with their ancestors. Even till today our people still run to them and beg to be refugees in their countries

Audio transfer. Anyway high quality CF $100 bill for sale.

10k

ScotMisile:
How MUCH?

Why do we even think these people are better human beings than Africans? Saner climes, we call them. Well, this just isn't right. Anyway, CF $100 bill for sale.

You need to see a shrink

Professorcplus:
By their words ye shall know them. Every word you type dispute of envy, bitterness, competition, comparison which is a bad sign of poor mental health

Lets turn the table around. Imagine you as a man bear responsibilities of a child owned by two irresponsible adult as a result of their wayward life style.

Made sure the child wasn't starved, was clothed, given quality education and still insist his wife must treat you like her child and not a slave. Made you part of his family even when no one cares about you.

Only for this child to grow up and blame you for his misfortunes...

You are ungrateful. The education the man invested in you is a waste. He brought you up to add value to the society but you choose to constitute nuisance to the society.

He didn't train you to compare you with his children.
He didn't train you to compete with his children.
He didn't train you to become a bitter man.
He has given you every basic need of life.
He trained you to become a good dad, good husband and supporting man, and reciprocate the love he showed you but you choose to hatred.

I will advise you to have a positive mental attitude towards their kids and people around you and stop comparing your success to their.

charlesELIKIBA:
oh wow.
this has got to be my best read so far.
you maybe right about comparison because sometimes I feel anything my cousins are today is out of their fathers wealth and not a fresh beginning like mine. that's the only comparison I can think of
truth is for me I have blamed my own mother the most, you know for giving me out.
to be honest if I have anger for anyone on if I was treated differently, that anger will be on my mother.
and this has affected our mother, son relationship.... it's not there at all.
I am beginning to think I know what to do.

it's just poped on me after reading what you wrote. maybe my uncles wife is expecting of me like a son because I have refused to recognise my mother as my true mother. just maybe this is the connection that needs to be broken. I need to love my mother more and unconditionally.

I think I need to talk to my mother about how i feel. oh boy can belive I am teary just writing this sentence. I feel this is it really.

MODIFIED: I FINALLY SPOKE TO MY MOM ABOUT IT.

I spoke to my mother today and she said my cousins were crying they wanted me to stay with them at their base (this was after she and I, I was 4yrs old when we visited them the first time.)
at that time my cousins were 5yrs, 4yrs and 3yrs respectively.

so when they revisited hometown, on their way back to the base the kids were crying uncontrollably and my uncle and the wife couldn't bear it anymore and they had to turn back to come pick me up.

she said it wasn't that she couldn't care for me in a own little or do we say penury way (even tho I still feel as a mother she could have insisted the most but she did it of freewill. if you can't trust anybody with your kid at least not your blood brother)(but she has a history of her kids not spend childhood with her, so I find it as a cheap excuse from her)

years later she said she ask my uncle why he returned me and he said it was the devils work.

we just had this discussion tonight and all this while I tot she just begged them to cater for me.

You and I are 99% the same. I'm not sure your recent talk with your mom will make all the resentment go away permanently but I hope the best for you and her. My family experience is almost identical with yours but I won't go into detail here. This is your post. I'm glad for your success though. I hope it works our well for me too.

The worst is that, his mom won't know him either. The mom may even love her other children more than him. It's messed up man. I still haven't fully recovered.

sweetrace:
You obviously think the best of people, but I think in this case you're wrong. His Uncle and Aunty did not try for him. They took him from his mom when he was only 4years old. His mom did not ask for their charity. If they take a child, a whole human being and not a sack of rice, then they should treat him with the same love they show their kids. Returning him after secondary school makes no sense whatsoever. He has no bond with his own biological family as he does not really know them. He grew up calling his aunt "mom". Then he was sent to unfamiliar territory.

That woman is obviously a very significant person in your life and that's why you keep seeing her in your dreams. I'll bet it's all physiological, that's all. I relate with a lot of your experience. This life sha. Whatever you do, avoid shrines and any other devil stuff. The devil is very tricky, one day you'll now be lying sick on the bed and people will be asking you what you did in the past to cause it. Just keep your hands and heart clean

charlesELIKIBA:
HELLP NAIRALANDERS

I will be brief with my writeup as much as possible so I can explain my connection with this lady.

My single mom gave me away at a tender age of 5 to her elder brother (financial difficulties i assume), this ''aunty'' happens to be the wife of this my mother's elder brother.

Aready they had 4 children, all boys.

The home was a tough upbringing with strict rules about socialising, we weren't allowed to bring friends home or go to friends places. It was pretty strict and my uncles wife i would say was the mastermind of it all, she was strict and mean maybe because it was a house of 5 boys.

Growing up in my uncles home, I wouldn't say I was treated diffrently because I always got matching outfits with my uncle's children during christmas, gifts during christmas, same portions of food BUT IN ALL I was always scared of doing somethings my cousins would do. I didn't feel free growing up, i felt diffrent from them. In some cases they attended the best schools than I (but I never attended a govt. school or a bad private school).

It's like if their school fees was 1m naira per term, mine would be 150,000 per term.

I lived with them until I was about 16 or 17 and one morning I woke up and they said i was going back to my mother at 15 or 16 like any kid, you would start to develop conscience (sense), maybe breaking some rules and being stubborn just like their own kids. This I assume was why they wanted to send me back to my mother OTHERWISE I CAN THINK OF NOTHING ELSE I DID WRONG OR DIFFRENT.

In all of these years living with them, I saw my mother as a strange person. I had no motherly connection with her. My anty to me, was my real mother. Whenever we went visiting my mother in very rare occasions, it was always awkward.

Well long story short, I found myself back in my mother's arms, to a new environment i knew nothing about and starting to learn to live with a woman called my mother. I was naive, had no choice but to accept realities on ground. Do you know that feeling of living in a pouch house and wake up next morning in a 1 room surrounded by thick bushes. Yes that was the change.

I was enrolled into a school, my uncle was repeatedly forced to send/ pay my schoolfees until i was in ss3 and i called him to inform him about waec enrolment. He told me on the phone ''all the exams i have been writing, how many have i passed'' and that was it. He never sent a dime anymore meanwhile at this point his children, my cousins were already miles ahead of me suddenly in education. When i left the home, the eldest son went to canada to school, the second who is my agemate was already in a private uni in Nigeria and the 3rd who i am senior to with a year is preparing to go to ukraine for school and years later the last born who i spoonfed and chewed meat for attended uni in Ghana.

Well long story short, since my uncle had failed me. My mother said it was time i go to my father. My father was old retired pensioner. My mother took me to him, as expected awkward encounter. I have never known this man, no memory of him. Well he said he would find my enrolment money and he did, he later passed on a year or two later.

I enrolled waec and pased in one sitting, thanks to miracle centres.

PS: i must say i was never an intelligent student. i wasn't even average but i wasn't the poorest and neither of my uncles children were better. We were all poor educationally.

Long story short another uncle sprang up and paid for my university diploma which i later acquiried.


YEARS LATER my uncle and aunty decided to move back to our home town, please note the home my mother stayed in was this my uncles home. It was the boy quarters, the main house was not even in sight as at the time i was returned to my mother. We did series of bush clearing and snakes killing lol. well my uncle returned home town after retirement and setup the main structure ( a 5 bed room duplex) and thats were they lived while i and my mother lived in the BQ.

I WAS very angry with myself that i happened to still live with them AGAIN, i needed to get out of their sight, my condition was bad. i was a mere teacher to some rickety school. In all of this my uncle's wife always ensured she knew what i was upto and she derived satisfaction when she knew i wasn't doing better than her kids who were all abroad. i turned to their errand boy again after years of neglect. i was very angry with myself and needed to save to get out of the house.

Well i did manage to save up and leave the house and i promised myself never to return to that house. i felt neglected, i felt they sent me away because the goodthings were coming and they couldn't bear to see me share in them because to me they were my parents.


YEARS LATER, my aunty was sick with cancer
please note before i left the home, my uncle and aunty always sent me to travel journeys to get them medicines from a monastry. i attended such trips severally and ran other seperate errands but i never dared to drive their car talkless ask for the key. i always washed their car in the mornings, i would never also dare to see myself in the living room of the duplex with the remote in hand. when they moved back to the hometown, that fear in my childhood started again but this time i was mature enough to know i would never m amount to anything in life if i continued this again hence the reason i needed to move out.

So my aunty sickness grew worse, the husband flew her to india and back but the sickness grew worse. in all of this cancer times i never went back to the house to see her. I only heard of her conditions from my siblings (my half siblings, my mother was married to 3 men in diffrent years and she had only me for my father, another for another man and 3 for another man, i was the lastborn of all).

Then my aunty died. The day she died, i saw her in my dreams and she was crying saying ''she forgave me''. A day or two later i went to my sisters store and she told me of my aunty death, i went to my rented apartment and cried profusely. i later summouned courage and maybe sympathy and went to my uncles house and i cried before my uncle and told him to forgive me too for all abandoning them all this while.

NOW ABOUT MY AUNTY SAYING SHE FORGAVE ME IN THE DREAM: i did not do her any wrong neither did i wish death on her. All her life her greatest fear was maybe i would become greater than her children. She loved these comparisms, i was never wicked to her, i never cursed her, i was never rude to her unless i some instances when she sends me errands and i tell her i have other things to do.... Otherwise i never was negative to her instead she is the one nobody likes, by nobody i mean my uncles family. Nobody talks good of her, they say she controls my uncle and also squandered his money but in all of this i never spoke of my experiences living with them and somethings they did wrong that made me feel diffrent, i did not even tell you guys neither have i told my mother ever. i don't see them as anything that would stop my growth in life. i hate to talk about the bad in people.

WELL BACK TO REASON THE TOPIC WAS CREATED, why do i keep repeatedly seeing her in my dreams even after her death and its always on a negative role. its either in the dream she still plays mother, or she is gossip about me in the dream or she is against me in the dream, just think of anything negative in a dream and she will be the mastermind. This is really beginning to worry me. Why is she still attached to me in the dreams?

After she died, her husband, my uncle started his own sickness but has been sick for years now, he is bed ridden. The family has repeatedly asked him if there is anything he and his late wife did in the past to amount such sickness were he is living in pain but refused to die and he would not answer. One time they said, he said ''it was out of ignorance'' and thats all he ever said about anything.

It will also be good to note that of all my 4 cousin brothers and i today, i am the most successful by far.

i just finished my house (a 3bedroom, 2 bedroom, 1 bedrrom bungalow)
january this year i bought my 3rd car.
i travel round the world effortlessly.
YES I DID TURN OUT FAR BETTER THAN MY COUSINS WHO YOU KNOW HAD THE BEST EDUCATION.

I don't want to talk of their conditions, lets concentrate on me.


So this is my much writeup... I had to skip many things so you can bear to read but please be free to ask me questions.

Why do I repeatedly see my aunty in my dreams.... just before this writeup, i had just woken up from another dream she was present in, she was whispering to the ears of a very good friend of mine and then the friends turned to me and was like '' ah cahrles na so you be''?...and i was angry and was like '' how can you believe something someone you just met told you against i your best friends word'' and minutes later dream ended and i woke up.

At this point i am thinking of going spiritual to know why this is happening but this will be a first in my life. There are two popular places i have never being in my life until lately last year... One is a shrine and the other is a police station. Last year was my first time to be in a police station.
I was driving my unregistered car. That was my offence.

A sequel to Coming to America!!! O God I can hear the music soundtrack already. Unforgettable.

This is a very high quality counterfeit $100 bill. It is a leftover from the previous batch before the 2013 newly introduced $100. This bill has a worn down look that passes it as well-used. It's yours for a knockoff price if you want it.

For sale

Maybe the son has been feeding the family sotey him don tire