I read the story you wrote about some men dying when they take medicines to help them have sex.
After reading it, I said, ‘This woman does not know she should be consulting me before she writes these things because I have many stories to tell,’ just let me know when you are ready to hear them but let me tell you this one, first.
I have a similar story to that one you wrote; something like that happened to me, that is why I am now deciding to let sleeping dogs lie, because at my age – I am almost 60 – I should stop chasing these small, small girls but the thing is, they will not let you rest, you see!
Why do I chase them?
They will not leave you alone! And it’s kind of flattering if a young girl finds you attractive, you know, it is good for your ego! But that flattery has its own side effects. You see older conservative women like our wives are not interested in whether an older man performs but these young small girls out there…chai! You must perform or they waka.
See, as you age, your mind tells you your body can still do the same things you were doing in your youth but as much as you try, believe me, it becomes hard. As I am sitting here, my mind tells me many things but even though I want to do those things, this body will just refuse. I can’t believe it is me now who will sleep at home and be praying nobody comes in to disturb my sleep!
Me, boy about town!
But sleeping dogs must lie o.
Before, I used to club about four times every week! I would hop from one club to another, I would take off from my office, move to a club at 10pm, from there, enter Third Mainland Bridge to the island to yet another club at 2am…I would crash back at home around 4am and because I work for myself, I would get to my office at noon, and my boys would be working!
You know, club hopping is not fun alone, you must have a babe to hop with you or what exactly is the point of all of these?
These small girls of these days, right in your presence, they will be boasting about the power of another stud, right in front of you! They will be telling their friends how one guy, one young guy scattered their puxxy! In my presence, no fear or favour and no shame, so as a man, I wanted to prove to them that, me too, I can still fire. I can fire like the so called young boys they are talking about.
That’s how I began to dabble into these medicines to enhance performance; so there was this time I took something, the so called man power.
I met this girl at the club with her friends, and she was just boasting about one stupid boy she met the previous week, how the boy lasted in bed, how he turned her upside down, how he sucked here, poked there, turned her upside down like this. See these girls have no qualms about comparing you with broke boys their age. So, I told her, “You haven’t seen anything. I will show you that I have money and I have power.”
I was calculating how I would get the pill from my car’s glove compartment and swallow before the action.
I don’t indulge in all these fake drugs, all those yamayama drugs made by the Chinese, I mean the aphrodisiacs, I don’t indulge in such. I go for the real stuff. FDA approved.
I popped one in my mouth as we were leaving to allow it begin to take effect before we got to the hotel.
I took the 100mg though I have this friend who breaks his own into four and takes one part; me, I chose to take the whole 100mg because I needed to show this girl that I was not her playmate and my sister I did this even though I knew I had a heart condition but I felt I could master it, you know, I felt I was in control.
By the time we got to the hotel; I was already beginning to feel the effect of the drug. There are two veins here on the sides, my temple, they had stood out and were throbbing, pa pa pa pa… the pressure was much, I felt myself coming on strong.
I rushed the girl into the room, oya come, let me show you that I am not your mate, when you see me, you will know I am a performer and you will soon shut up about these small boys that can last but have no money.
I quickly removed my clothes while the girl said she wanted to freshen up and went into the bathroom.
The pain in my temples were mad!
I was asking myself, is it this pill causing it or what? Or did I take too much alcohol?
I saw myself in a mirror in the room and I didn’t even recognize myself, you see, my eyes had taken on the colour of fire. As in red like red! The veins were out, my heart was pumping fast. I realized that if the girl came in then and saw how red my eyes were, she would not agree to do anything with me.
I also reaslised I could kill myself in the process because as I told you, I was totally unrecognizable even to myself in the mirror…but this thing hehn…
Here, I was a married man trying to prove nonsense to one girl that would finish with me and still go after her so called young stud; I have a wife and two beautiful children; what would they think of me if they found me dead in a hotel room?
Come sef, why did I take 100mg instead of just 50 or breaking the tablet into four like my friend does and take just one part?
What kind of trouble did I get myself into?
The questions I asked were numerous but I had to do this thing because of situation, you get?
It was a successful outing but it was a red flag for me; especially when I saw on social media how one man died after taking drugs and all to perform over one small girl. It’s just that these girls won’t leave us alone!
(Series written and edited by Peju Akande and based on true stories)