Something about gaz having erectile dysfunction after his RTI training....
And it's embarrassing, right? He's not even thirty and has a difficult time getting it up, what kind of person would want to sleep with him? Much less date him?
But he just....can't. No amount of the hottest porn or vain attempts to pleasure himself go anywhere, and the doctors tell him it's purely psychological but if he goes to psyche for that then he's surely getting benched from the field.
So he just...ignores it. Even when he meets you.
You're the hottest thing he's ever met, and everyday gaz wakes up astounded that you actively chose to date him. You don't push him to perform in bed, though not for lack of desire for him if the sloppy make-outs and rough grinding in supply closets is anything to go by.
You just seem to know, and the thought of that stresses him out even more.
It's not until he confronts you, asks why you never pressure him for anything more than the hand and mouth he's willing to offer, that he calms down. Because you just shrug and say "we all have our things, kyle. Honestly you could just be in the same room as me and I could get off."
Then, you pause and narrow your eyes "...Is there something you want to try? To help you get off? Or something you miss?"
Which is how gaz ends up wearing a silicone 'sleeve' over his soft dick, one you had helped him pick out to most closely resemble what he looks like hard.
You're lying on your back for him, too excited to see the joy on his face at finally being able to fuck you properly to go for your usual face-down preference. The sleeve is textured enough he can vaguely get some stimulation, but he's more focused on changing his angle until he hits that spot that makes you tense and moan.
"Fuck, love, I've been dreaming about this since I met you," he confesses, eyes glued to the sleeve— no, his cock— thrusting into your entrance. Voice warm and thick with arousal.
He's soft the entire time, but that only means his stamina is as long as he can keep moving, fucking you into overstimulation because he's missed this so much. Sex like this is such an intimate act he hadn't realized he'd been missing.
Afterwards, when gaz snuggles up to you in bed, all his focus is on you. For once, he doesn't feel broken.
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