I was on medication for anxiety for a short period a few years back. It definitely helped me out in that way, and I was totally comfortable in social situations. I quickly realized that there are also some negative side effects... mainly, it took fucking ages to climax, and also, it caused major stomach issues. Constantly upset. Anything I ate, it growled in anger, gassey, sometimes I randomly got the squirts. Not fun. You can probably tell where this is going, but it's really not as nightmarishly bad you think. So anyways, I was talking to this girl for a few weeks. She lived in another town and our sexting and phone calls were getting really heated. I made plans to visit, spend a couple of days and see how things worked out. First night there we fucked like crazy, but, I couldn't cum. Like, super intense, right on the cusp, but it just would. not. happen. Imagine the energy level you're at right before cumming, and drag that out for 10-15 minutes. It sounds awesome, and it was for like the first few minutes, but eventually it gets exhausting. I couldn't finish. I slowed down, told her to go down on me, she got exhausted and we ended up just laying there sweating like crazy. This happened a few more times with the same results, until the end of the second day. Same situation, I was so fucking determined though, I powered through, probably the most hardcore I'd ever been in bed. I went beast mode. As I was getting close it got really intense, she was sweaty and fucking like a mad woman, I could feel it. I was so close, and then... I exploded. I came so hard my entire body clenched. And out came the biggest, nastiest, gut wrenched fart. I saw the look of confusion on her face first, then immediately turned to surprise, then laughter. I started cracking up. I was equal parts horrified and relieved.