Pete is organised

Pete's friends knew that he had a problem but he simply wouldn't discuss it with them. They were very worried about him as he really hadn't been himself for weeks now. He was quiet and sullen and, having been a bit of a sharp dresser and one for the ladies, he had become scruffy and rude when they were all out in a bar, chatting up girls.
Mike and Al spoke among themselves and tried to figure it out.
"You know, ever since he was diagnosed as being diabetic, he has been terrible - erratic and unpredictable," said Mike
"I know," said Al, "I wonder what is wrong..." Now, usually they didn't discuss their deep feelings, men in the pub very seldom do, but they all had a strong bond and had been friends since they were 6 years old.
That night, while in the changing rooms at the gym, they tried again but Pete was giving nothing away and said that he was fine, in the end he became annoyed and told them to mind their own business and stormed out of the changing room.
They decided that something had to be done and instead of going out for a beer after the gym, they went back to Mike's to find out what they could about diabetes.
Ten minutes later they sat open-mouthed and horrified.
"Wow! Possible impotence as a result of diabetes, surely not Pete, he's such an alpha male," said Mike, looking very sad for his friend.
"It may not be that, perhaps he is just miserable about all the injections and testing he has to do," suggested Al.
"Don't be silly, look at the facts - he won't ask a girl out on a date and he and Sarah have been flirting for months and really seemed to building up to something; he won't tell us what it is and if it was just the injections he would at least moan to us about it; and he has lost his confidence - as if he doesn't feel like a man anymore. Come on... he can't get it up." The horror of a man's worst nightmare happening to their virile, young friend lest them speechless.
"We have to help him,"
"Yes, but we can't let him know we know, he obviously doesn't want that - he doesn't want to lose face."
They mulled over the problem and researched a bit more and discovered that Generic Viagra or Generic Cialis could help him to maintain an erection for long periods of time and that they worked with the body and only responded to actual sexual stimulation.
"At least he won't have to walk around with a hard on for hours until he meets the right girl," sniggered Al, who was feeling a lot better for Pete once he realised that there was a solution.
They ordered some literature on the subject and casually mentioned that Al's cousin was having trouble with his wife as a result of an accident at work. Al tossed the information sheets onto the table and said he was dropping by to give them to his cousin later that evening. Pete hadn't said a word during the conversation and appeared to ignore the pamphlets on the table but when the other two got up to play pool, they saw him slip one into his bag.
A week later, as Pete stood kissing Sarah at the bar, all is confidence restored, they grinned at one another.

"Looks like he read the info on Generic Viagra then!"