And it all started on the night of my 7th wedding anniversary when…
I Had The Most Humiliating Sexual Experience Of My Life...
Like most couples past the Honeymoon phase of the relationship…
The passion between my wife and I had started to fade.
Slowly at first… then faster and faster until we were barely getting it on at all…
I thought at the time it was the normal stuff – work, stress, and hectic schedules… the kind of excuses that everyone uses to justify their less-than-satisfying sex life.
But little did I know it was actually my own performance that was to blame.
It’s a bit embarrassing for me to admit this now but I was never exactly a “marathon man” in the bedroom.
It was easy for me to get overly aroused and let any kind of friction from straight sex to oral set me off in less than a minute.
For a while, I was able to recover and come back for a second round but after a while, that started to become a problem for me too.
Now, the worst part of giving a woman a less-than-standing-ovation performance in the sack…
Is that she will rarely tell you.
Women are instinctively programmed to avoid confrontation about this sort of thing.
The last thing a woman wants to do is awkwardly tell you how lame you are in bed and then deal with your wounded ego afterward…
So the pattern continued and pretty soon…
It went from my wife “feeling tired” or “having a headache” most nights of the week…
To the point where we were only doing the deed on special occasions…
Which brings me to the night of our 7th wedding anniversary.
After a romantic dinner for two at an upscale seafood restaurant downtown and a few glasses of bubbly, we were both in the mood.
Back in our bedroom my wife and I started making out as the passion began to heat up…
Just then she stopped me to sneak into the bathroom and “slip into something more comfortable.”
As she fiddled around in the bathroom I downed another glass of champagne and geared up for a night of hot loving.
Just as I was finishing the last gulp of champagne I saw her…
Arched underneath the doorway of our bedroom in a red teddy that left very little to the imagination.
Her hip jutted out just slightly, drawing attention to her sumptuous curves and seductive sinews…
I Couldn’t Help But Start to Get Really Excited…
She crawled into bed and we started to kiss each other passionately as I tore off her lingerie.
But after less than a minute of action… it was all over.
I got so excited that despite my best efforts to slow down and keep things going… I just couldn’t “keep the wolves at bay” so to speak.
I felt myself reaching that point of no return as my body wanted to release the pressure that had been building up…
So I started to think about my favorite football team and even made a move to change positions to something I read that would make me feel less sensation.
But I think we both know, those things never work.
And after about 2 minutes…
I just couldn’t help myself...
I sputtered out a quick orgasm and rolled over.
And that’s when it happened.
I actually heard my wife laugh.
It wasn’t a howling kind of laughter, but it was audible… the sort of thing that seemed to come out of her accidentally.
“What’s so funny?” I said.
“Nothing…” she said back.
She rolled over and poured herself a glass of bubbly that was still on ice on the nightstand and started chugging away so she could avoid having to say more about it…
And I felt a red current of embarrassment rush up my body and into my face…
I just left the conversation alone because I was too embarrassed and proud to confront her about it.
But I knew that her snickering had something to do with my “two-pump chump” effort.
And after that night…
Our Sex-Life Went From
Sporadic To Non-Existent…
Not only did we barely touch each other…
We barely spoke.
I started to realize that what happened on our anniversary night was a build-up of some feelings my wife had been having for some time.
And as bad as that was… things were about to get even worse.
Just a few short months after the embarrassing “anniversary night” disaster…
A slow day at the office brought me home about an hour early.
My wife was out in the garden and left her smartphone on the kitchen table…
As I poured myself a glass of iced-tea I heard her phone buzzing over and over again.
My wife had given me the PIN to her phone just in case there was ever an emergency…
I know I shouldn’t have been prying… but her withdrawn behavior started to make me suspicious.
I guess I justified it to myself by thinking “this could be an emergency or something.”
When I got into her phone I noticed that her text app was BLOWING UP!
Her sister and she had a long thread going on… sending messages back and forth to each other.
What I read made me feel like I got kicked so hard in the groin my testicles were forced up into my throat.
She was talking to her sister about my embarrassing stamina problems in the bedroom…
How this was affecting our sex life and our marriage.
And how she felt totally neglected and abandoned because of it…
I honestly was shocked.
I Had No Idea That Sex Was Just As Important To Women As It Is To Us Guys…
But the worst part was what my wife had said last:
“I even talked to a divorce attorney last week… just to review how things would go if I did decide to separate…
Basically, it seems straightforward… since we don’t have kids yet it wouldn’t be too messy, and he even thinks I would get the house.
I don’t want to go this route, I still care about Lloyd but a girl has needs and I still have lots of good years left in me…”
I put the phone down in shock…
My stomach turned and I felt the blood draining from my face as I slumped onto the living room sofa.
I had already started to suspect that my performance in the bedroom wasn’t leaving my wife satisfied… but I had no idea just how bad it had gotten.
That night I tossed and turned… barely sleeping a wink.
A million scenarios whirled in my mind and I couldn’t help but return over and over to one single thought…
What The Hell Good Is A Man Who Can’t Even Please The Woman He Loves?
The next few weeks were a bit of a blur, to be honest…
I was so depressed at the thought that my marriage was falling apart that I started to wander into random bars after work instead of going home.
Because of the hurt, anger, and shame I felt… I didn’t think I’d be able to face my wife without unloading on her about the text conversation I saw…
Then one Friday afternoon…
I ended up wandering into an upscale cocktail lounge in a luxury boutique hotel…
At the time… it just seemed like a classy place to drown my sorrows.
I sat down in a comfy leather armchair and gave my drink order to a very sexy cocktail waitress…
After my 3rd drink in a row, I was pretty buzzed and some of the pain was blunted enough for me to survey the room…
It was pretty typical of what you’d see on a Friday night at a high-end lounge.
The place was packed with attractive women, all wearing different colors of slinky cocktail dresses and carrying around designer purses…
Some looked like sexy, well-kept divorcees sculpted by plastic surgery and bronzed with artificial tans…
And some were beautiful, young women who looked to be trolling for rich husbands and boyfriends…
Most of the men were impeccably dressed in designer suits that cost more than my car…
But out of the corner of my eye… I caught something that seemed out of place.
A guy in his late 40s wearing a tacky Hawaiian shirt, tattered jeans, and box-store sandals standing just outside the patio door of the lounge…
He looked more like the kind of guy that slept at a homeless shelter than belonged in a high-end cocktail lounge like this.
But he was talking with two gorgeous-looking women who giggled at everything he said.
It Was One Of The Oddest Things I Had Ever Seen…
He leaned into a pretty brunette and whispered something in her ear slipping what looked to be a room key into her purse…
The other girl, a sumptuous blonde that looked like a fashion model pinched him on the butt and leaned into him to whisper something in his ear.
After that they both strolled in catwalk fashion, trying hard to seize his attention with their swaying hips, and sat down at the bar in his eye-line like they were waiting on him.
I even saw my sexy cocktail waitress bring him free drinks while she flirted with him shamelessly…
It was like nothing I had ever seen.
When my waitress came over to refresh my drink I asked her “say, who is that guy over there on the patio?”
She looked over and then back at me and said “oh, that’s just Ted…”
“He comes in here from time to time…”
Then she paused as her eyes glazed over for a while like she was recalling something magical.
“He’s…well, he’s really something else.”
As she was telling me this…
…Her cheeks got flush, her pupils swelled to the size of dinner plates and I could see the skin around her neck and chest turn crimson red…
There was something about this guy that had a POWERFUL effect on women.
Something Burned Inside Of Me To Know Just What Was Going On…
So after the free gin and tonic had caught up to him and he headed to the men’s room…
I seized the opportunity and followed.
I crept up to the stall next to him… trying to figure out how to start a conversation.
Finally, I just blurted out “hey, ahhh Ted?”
“Yeah,” he answered… “How do you know my name?”
“Ummmm… well I was… ahhh...”
He interrupted “Look if you’re from Playboy magazine I’m going to tell you what I told the last guy…”
“I’m not interested in giving any interviews… even anonymous ones.”
“No, I’m not a reporter and I’m not here from any magazine…” I responded.
He looked me in the eyes intensely like he wanted to punch me in the face but let up because I think he saw the desperation in my eyes.
It gave me a window of opportunity to explain myself…
I gave him the elevator speech version of my story… how my sex life with my wife had gone frigid and how she had one foot out the door in our marriage.
I admit it was a little weird laying all of this on a guy I had just met 5 minutes before but to my surprise… Ted actually listened to me.
Now If You’re With Me So Far You’re Going To Want To Lean In And Pay Attention...
Because Ted was about to share something with me that completely changed my sex life forever...
And it will do the same thing for you too.
He told me:
“Look, Lloyd, I’m gonna be honest… tonight isn’t a good night for me. I’ve got plans but if you’re willing to meet tomorrow around 4 PM…
I’ll make sure that you can make your wife orgasm so hard she forgets her first name.”
He gave me his cell number, told me to text him in the morning, and motioned to the girls at the bar who were still there waiting for him.
Then after they glided over he grabbed each girl right near the small of the back and headed toward the elevator.
I just stared on in disbelief and as the elevator door closed he gave me a knowing wink.
After meeting up with him the next evening he told me that he would help me out but only if I agreed to 2 non-negotiable demands.
The first was a non-refundable, up-front, cash-only payment of $1,000.
And the second was that I had to swear that I would never share his identity or tell anyone where I had learned what I was about to discover.
I almost spit my drink out when he asked me for a cool grand to share his secrets…
But I was desperate and had seen first hand what kind of effect his techniques had on the ladies…
So I agreed to his demands.
And that’s when he shared…
The Stranger Than Fiction Story About How He Gained Almost Supernatural Sexual Stamina...
See, this unassuming guy Ted I’d just met had actually had a pretty successful career working for a Movie Studio in Hollywood.
He started out doing menial, administration work for one of the senior executives that he just called “Mr. Mogul.”
In his 18-year career… Ted worked his way up from administrative intern all the way to Junior Executive.
And That’s When He Was Let In On An Elite “Inner Circle” Society Of The Hollywood Executive Culture That Completely Blew His Mind…
It turns out that Mr. Mogul and an inner circle of a dozen Hollywood elite hosted hush-hush soirees once per month at a reclusive mansion in Santa Monica…
Ted recalled the first time he went to one of their events…
A private car picked him up and brought him to the gates of a Spanish-style mansion that looked a little run-down from the outside.
But once inside… the character of the site changed quickly.
High ceilings and grey marble floors stretched out to a set of oversized French doors where a patio gave way to a heated pool and a breathtaking view of the mountains…
And every direction you looked… some of the most beautiful women he’d ever seen were circling about and mingling with the Hollywood elites.
The next thing Ted saw, however, really blew his mind…
Mr. Mogul ascending the staircase with 3 beautiful women on his arm all eagerly pawing at him and giggling with anticipation…
He then noticed another older gentleman in a tuxedo do the same with two other partygoers.
The pattern continued… as each of the men paired off with no fewer than two of the women.
Finally, a lovely blonde and a pretty red-head approached Ted and introduced themselves…
Just then Ted heard a deep voice behind him say…
“Sorry ladies, this one’s new and isn’t ready yet.”
Ted turned around to see a tall man who appeared to be in his mid-50s who introduced himself simply as “The Professor.”
And that’s when he discovered...
A Secret Sexual Power That Let Him Last All Night and Delivers Incredible Carnal Pleasure To Any Woman He Chose...
You see Professor Ted met was just that…
A professor and researcher in the field of neuroscience at a local southern California university…
As Ted explained, all the guys in the “secret society” first had to get training from The Professor before they could “reap the benefits” of membership.
It turns out The Professor specialized in something that scientists call “Neurochemical feedback.”
Basically, it’s a way to train your body and your nervous system to respond to stimulation in novel ways.
See, all the sexy women that came to these orgiastic parties weren’t just coming to hob nob with Hollywood power brokers…
They came because once these men were trained in The Professor’s cutting-edge science of Neurochemical Feedback methods…
They could tap directly into their brain’s own pleasure networks, lasting as long as they wanted and delaying orgasm by up to 60 minutes...
Their training gave them certain simple techniques they could use on their partners and lower what’s known as the “pleasure threshold.”
Look, men and women aren’t wired the same when it comes to sex…
Men are wired to become aroused more easily so it’s naturally harder for us guys to hold back when we’re really turned on.
Women, on the other hand, have a much higher threshold for arousal, which means it takes them longer to reach an orgasm…
So if you’re struggling right now to last long enough to “deliver the goods” to your lady…
It’s 100% Not Your Fault…
But as Ted was about to find out…
Once a guy was trained in The Professor’s techniques, he gains the power to not only lower the pleasure barrier for any lady he chooses…
But to raise it in himself all totally on command…
To not just naturally last longer and even recover faster after orgasm…
But cause women to orgasm faster and for a much longer time than normal.
Ted was able to see the power of these methods with his own eyes…
Watching these guys in their 50s and 60s satisfy multiple women decades younger than themselves at the same time…In fact, the women experienced such incredible sexual pleasure that they actually became chemically addicted to it…
And while most of them originally came to these parties for the promise of advancing their careers…
They Kept Coming Back Because The Orgasms They Felt Were So Intense… No Other Men Could Satisfy Them in the Same Way...
After he shared his story with me… Ted started teaching me the first and most basic technique called “The Marathon Man Method.”
This technique lets you tap into a powerful chemical your brain produces naturally called serotonin with a simple exercise you can learn in just minutes…
Serotonin is the master chemical in your brain that controls how long you last before you finally climax.
Learning to throttle your serotonin up and down is a powerful way to add extra staying power…
So I practiced the technique Ted taught me for just a few days and then came the night that changed everything for me…
My wife was looking really cute in a pair of jean shorts and a white top and some kind of unnatural hunger sprung up inside of me.
I was feeling really powerful and confident because of the new technique I’d learned so getting my wife in the mood was way easier than normal…
And after making out for a few minutes we didn’t even make it to the bedroom… I took her right then and there on the living room sofa.
As soon as she was naked and underneath me I started noticing the familiar feeling of “over-arousal” that I had before…
But I just applied the “Marathon Man Method” and felt myself instantly throttling back the arousal…
The sex wasn’t less pleasurable… I was just more easily able to control how excited I got…
So I could turn down my arousal to a slightly less intense level and keep enjoying myself without going too far.
The best feeling was when I felt my wife seize beneath me as a thunderous orgasm rocked her body…
She looked back at me with glazed eyes and said something I had never heard her say after we were done making love.
“Thank you.”
Over The Next Few Weeks, I Continued My Training...
As great as it felt to please my wife so completely, that was just the beginning of what I learned from Ted.
We continued to meet over the next few weeks and he would share some more of the techniques just as The Professor taught him…
One technique he called The Pleasure Multiplier, which was a simple way that I could use the neurochemical feedback training to tap into my wife’s arousal mechanism…
It gave me the power to ratchet up her arousal so high…
She would orgasm before I could even enter her…
Another technique he called The Boomerang let me recover within 30 seconds of orgasm so I could immediately go another round…
It even let me do this as many times in a row as my body can handle.
At first, I was like a kid in the candy store, going again and again up to a half-dozen times in a single night.
And I was giving my wife such intense orgasms that she couldn’t contain herself.
One night, I heard the doorbell ring and saw a police officer standing at the door…
Apparently, one of the neighbors heard my wife’s orgasmic screams and thought someone was in trouble.
I still remember the look on his face when my wife came to the door in her bathrobe, her hair wildly strewn about, and her face red as a ripe apple…
Telling him she was fine and to give a woman and her husband some privacy in their own home…
Then dragging me back to the bedroom so I could finish what I started.
Then Came The Night That Changed My Destiny…
Over the course of the next few weeks, my sex life continued to get better and better.
Not only did I completely eliminate my premature ejaculation, and give myself the ability to go round after round…
My wife totally loved the way I was able to rev her into overdrive on command using the simple neurochemical feedback tricks that I discovered.
And everything was going great until one of my coworkers, Jim confided something to me over lunch.
See, Jim had gone through a divorce a few years back and had finally met a girl that he really liked…
The only problem was she was 10 years younger than him and he was nervous he wouldn’t have the stamina to keep up.
Now, a big part of me wanted to point him to Ted so he could teach him the neurochemical feedback techniques he taught me…
But I remembered about the second of his “non-negotiable demands” when he agreed to share the secrets with me…
“You must promise not to share my identity with anyone.”
And since Ted basically saved my sex life and marriage, the last thing I wanted to do was betray him.
So I shot him a text and asked him if we could meet for a drink because I needed to ask him something important.
He agreed and when we met up I asked him…
“Hey, so there’s a guy that I work with that’s having a tough time with a younger lady he met…”
“This guy has really been through the wringer and I was hoping you’d give the okay for me to give him your number so you can help him like you helped me.”
He looked at me straight in the eyes and said:
“Lloyd, I’ve been teaching guys like you for nearly a decade…
And in all that time I’ve only shared these secrets in private… with guys like you 1-on-1 who’ve paid me 4 figures to reveal them.
I’ve been asked by editors of mainstream magazines like Maxim and Playboy to do interviews and share my story…
But I’ve always felt a responsibility to only share them with guys who are truly deserving…”
“But…” he continued, “I’ve decided to retire.”
“I’m ready to spend the rest of my days living the beach life in Colombia…”
“So Lloyd, you’re my last client.”
“But if you think this friend of yours needs the neurochemical feedback tricks… you have my blessing to share them.”
Ted left the next day and I never saw him again.
But three days later I went and taught Jim what he had shared with me…
And Jim of course got the same results that I did and ended up spilling the beans to a neighbor in his condo complex when his new girlfriend kept him up all night with her primal screams of orgasmic release.
So this other guy came to me asking for the tricks too…
Well, after this… word started to spread fast and one thing led to another and pretty soon…
I was totally overwhelmed with guys who were banging down my door eager to learn the secrets...
Now, originally just like Ted I was charging guys $1,000 a pop for in-person coaching…
And guys were so pleased and got such great results they started sending me e-mails like this:
“Lloyd I can’t thank you enough for the techniques you shared with me. You probably just saved my and relationship of over 7 years with my fiancée.
I was really leery of paying your fees but I was willing to do anything to prove that I’m still the man she fell in love with because she meant so much to me.
Now, I’m so glad I discovered these techniques because we’re like horny teenagers again and she’s tapped into a new level of sexual pleasure she never knew possible. Thanks a million.
That came in from Ben, he’s a guy I trained who was from Dayton, Ohio.
Then there was this one that came in from Donny…
He says:“After only 2 sessions the results are astonishing. First session I went over 15 minutes. Second session I lasted 30 minutes. Even after I ejaculated I was still rock hard! Thanks for this.”
And I can’t wait to tell you about Regan who said this:
“After just one week my stamina has gone through the roof. Absolutely no problem lasting as long as my girlfriend. Also, sex has always been associated with anxiety for me, and with your techniques, I find it's gone down a ton. It's so much easier to stay in the moment and I can now enjoy my beautiful girlfriend. Thanks, Lloyd!”
It was after that I started to realize the true impact of these techniques…And I could see that not letting as many guys as possible discover and use them for themselves was selfish.
So I decided to sit down, organize all of the neurochemical feedback techniques together …
And boil them down into one easy-to-use system explained in plain simple language that any guy could learn right in the privacy of his own home.
After great effort and lots of sleepless nights of tinkering with my magnum opus to get everything just right…
I finally put together something I felt good enough about to put my name on…
Here’s how that works…
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