I never had one miss-fire from 12 to 59.  I wondered how long it would take.  

Now modern Western medicine keeps subtracting years.  I now function about 49.

... focus on the journey, not the destination.  That way, even if I don't cross the finish line and / or she doesn't, we've had fun regardless.  There's so many ways for two people to give each other pleasure. Having an orgasm is great, but the time spent orgasming is pretty short during a date.  But we can drive each other crazy with touch, and do that for a very long time if we wish.  And if the Os happen along the way, which they almost always do, that's great.  

I don't know that I have a funny ED story. But I have fond memories of the few times I couldn't come when with providers and how they handled the situation.  And fond memories of the flip side of that.

I can still reliably get it up and enjoy all the activities that allows.  As has been said the journey matters more than the destination. I do use Vitamin V to ensure a good journey.  I only recall 2 times when I couldn't get it up at all.  First time I was 20 years old, my first time dropping acid, so it shouldn't have been surprising that I couldn't perform sexually. Freaked me out though.  The second time was several years ago.  I had made the mistake of getting so sunburned I was burning up, probably actually had a fever.  My date that night was disappointing.

I have had my prostate shriveled by radioactive seeds, so I climax often and nothing comes out. It is peculiar: I can have one or two nice little climaxes without  any discharge and then often have a third, usually big one, and sometimes a small amount of something comes out.  
Just recently a lady got the two smalls, one big, and another big out of me.  Like the old days.  
One other point, while I do not seem to have ED (yet); like every older person the refractory period (time form one really good climax to the next hard on) is much longer than it was (when I was 15 it was no time) When I am looking for a big time [me and wife alone for a full week end and she is horny  (an occurrence as frequent as the installation of a new Pope)] I take a Cialis and it shortens the refractory period and lasts at least all day.

...Brenda you are probably just wearing the poor guys out.  But seriously men of any age misfire sometimes – be glad you don't have a penis.  The damn things are unnecessarily complicated.  Excitement, erection, ejaculation, and orgasm can be separated and a man doesn't need but the first and last really.  Consider that women can have intense multiple orgasms and don't have to deal with hard ons and sperm.  That's what tongues are for I suppose.

The funniest time I was not at the top of my game I was set up to visit a porn star and could not sleep I was so excited.  By the time I got to her incall I was at almost 2 days with only a few hours rest and nervous too.  She was cool and I had a great time.

I recommend mrfisher's dating advice – eat right, get plenty of exercise, rest, avoid alcohol before a date and visit hot women.  He can expand on this of course

It's funny but now that I think about it I have only ever had any ED problems with wives and civvies. Never with a provider.

Maybe it's because I don't feel like I'm expected to "perform" with a provider. Actually, I rarely have vaginal sex with providers. It's usually all mutual oral and I've very comfortable with that and usually it seems like they are too. Never sure about this with civvies and wives.

What is it to be a man? What manly instincts have been ingrained over the ages? There are many, but getting it up is one of them. Out of the blue, about nine months ago, I had a serious decline in performance. I was totally shocked. What’s worse is that all the magical pills stopped working at the same time. We’re all different, and I suppose it happens at different ages in all of us. I guess it was just my time. I’ve been trying other things, but so far, to no avail. Other than that, I’m healthy, as I just did a 100 miler in Sequoia National. Even though one can accept the aging process, it does have an affect on one’s psyche. Since that day, the hobby changed for me. I haven’t scheduled a session since then. Well, I actually tried once, but she was out of the country.  

But there are so many things I’ve loved about the hobby beyond getting it up. I really miss those things. But my manly psyche won’t relent. Lately it’s been strictly fbsm sessions with an old, understanding atf. We actually joke about it, and that helps. She used to call me Big Joe. Now I teasingly throw out the name Little Joe, and we laugh. We have a session planned for this morning.  

So what can be done you ask? I can only speak for myself, but it might apply to others. What I don’t want is sympathy, empathy, nor pity. It is what it is, and that’s life. What I would like is encouragement. Tell me you’d love me to come over because you’ve heard that I’m a wonderful kisser, and you love to kiss the hell out of me. Tell me you’ve heard about my skills, and would love to have me come over, and lick your pussy for an hour. Tell me you’ve heard about my sensual touch, and would love for me to come over, and place my hands, lips, and tongue all over your naked body. Tell me you enjoy reading my posts, and that you’d be interested in my opinion on any given hobby topic. Tell me you really enjoy being with someone who actually knows what they’re doing. Tell me your favorite sessions are with all the Little Joes, rather than the ten inch cocks who wear you out. Yeah, you might be telling me some sweet lies, but the good thing about sweet lies, is that they’re sweet. So if you told me all those things, I couldn’t get over there to see you fast enough. I’d still be in the game. As it is, all I’ve gotten is sympathy, empathy, and pity, and my psyche won’t abide that

I think cumming is over-rated.  I've said it here before, but the most memorable sex I ever had, I did not cum.

Not getting it up, however, is a little more of an issue.  Beginning in my mid 40's I could get it up early in the session, but after a while it would be more difficult to maintain it.  That's where V came in and reset the clock for me.

I realize that some day V might not do the trick either.  But I think not having the hardened tool is less of a loss for me than for her.   So in that sense is is more of an issue for our civie girls who count on us for their entertainment pleasure.  For p4p girls, well, as they say, we are just paying for their time.  So in that case, without a tool in the toolbox, the fun is in exploring their willing bodies.  I love to have my hands wander over every bit of them, like a blind man reading braille

Let me play along here, the day or the minute you experienced ED is a day you start to wonder about WTF is life is all about. People are kidding themselves convincing and justifying that NOT getting horny and missing the wonderful emotion, the sensation big "orgasm" is just fine, that's a bunch of bull. When I was once a teen stud 6 decades ago, I can shoot my load across the room and cum multiple times in a few minutes and enjoyed every contraction. Then 60 years later nature starts to catch up and the first time you know and reality hits you in the face you start to panic.. and probably contribute more stress and you can not get the sucker to respond to your brain. Then you go to overdrive straight to your Doc and get everything you need to get the feelings back, ED med, porno, young hot ladies, experience MILF with oral skills, toys, devices, vitamins, injections, exercise, herbs, yoga, prayers and SEX GODS, etc, to help you and at the end of the day, if your sex organs and your body don't responds or just a little indication to your usual urges is the saddest moment. like you have reaching the end. These feelings of getting old really, really sucks. Like the best solutions is to visit a nuero surgeon to tweak your brain and remove your urges or just cut the son of the gun off and throw it away. WTF to do if you can't get horny or cum anymore....

But a funny ED story? No ma'am, there is no such thing. Not from a guys viewpoint at least! But as you say it happens to us all. My first attempt at P4P was in a brothel in Carson City. The visit was a surprise, a couple friends took me there as a gift and I didn't even know where we were going until we got there. I had been five years without sex, a faithfull husband for 30 years, and when I got in the room with the girl I was so twisted up inside it was unbelievable. Flaccid does not even begin to describe it. Limp as a wet noodle. Dead. I wanted to run out of there so bad I could have broken the sound barrier on foot.