The sessions I had on Saturday and Sunday were nothing to write home about. Not that I would be writing home to tell anyone about this! At any rate, Saturday night wasn’t disappointing, it’s just that nothing really happened, beyond a few light P-waves. Sunday night was a little better, with stronger waves attempting to push through but not quite making it. I’m still having trouble with the Progasm wanting to work itself out.
Now Monday night. What an interesting evening, even though it didn’t start out that way. I’d had the shower and cleaned up. I settled into bed with my Bose noise cancelling headphones. Some sexual Binaural beats from youtube while I looked at erotic photos of women. Then some meditative breathing followed by a couple of rounds of contractions. I had found out that my Helix Syn would be delivered Tuesday, and I suppose that was on my mind. As well as thinking about whether the Progasm was staying in place caused some preoccupation and really didn’t help me. I got up, used the washroom and had a drink and then re-lubed and re-inserted. I let my mind completely relax and didn’t think about much of anything. After a time, I started feeling some fluttering and slight movement of the Aneros. I let the wave move up my body and suddenly, SLAM! The Progasm was jammed in right to the handles, and tight! Holy cow, it felt like I could have hung from a clothesline! It stayed in me for a long time, although I wasn’t getting any really strong feelings of pleasure. It felt good, don’t get me wrong. Very good! It stayed tight like that and then eased off a bit, still buried deep. The rock hard erection that had popped up, faded away too. I was all set to do a few contractions and enjoy whatever came next, but a four-legged varmint decided to change all that. My cat decided to move, and wouldn’t you know it the damn thing decided to park right against my ass! Okay, so that’s coitus interruptus!
So I got up, had a dart and read for a while. I had removed the Progasm, cleaned it and put it away. It was getting quite late and I wasn’t really up to more. Nonetheless, I laid down on my side with a pillow between my knees. I thought a few nice P-waves would be a nice way to finish the night. So, I contracted everything tightly and held until I started to shake. Then, I started feeling a light flutter around my anus, tingling in my butt cheeks and a different kind of wave gently starting to spread. I knew regular breathing would probably block it out, so I tried something different. Half breaths, with exhalation loudly and forcefully through a circular mouth. As I exhaled, I forced my emptying belly inward and down toward my centre. The wave would come back a little stronger each time I did that. My prostate and perineum started coming alive and I noticed that I was involuntarily moving. My head was moving down and my knees were drawing up as I finished each exhalation. I started shaking and soon I was moaning and groaning loudly, without even thinking about it. I was clenched up in a tight ball and my penis felt like it was ready to ejaculate. Outside sound and space vanished. It lasted for maybe 5 seconds and then eased. After a moment I contracted and released again. It started to build, I changed my breathing, and BAM! Curled up in a little ball again! More vocals, a little louder and more special breathing, and it stayed about 10 or 15 seconds. I felt like I was onto something unbelievable and so I did it 4 more times, each one a little more intense. Then I thought I’d better stop as my back was getting a little sore. Go to the kitchen and read and back to bed about 20 minutes later. While I’m reading, I can still feel fluttering throughout my lower abdomen, scrotum and prostate. Okay now, seriously, it’s time to go to bed. Onto my stomach for sleep. But the devil in me says, c’mon! Try it on your stomach. Yep, it worked, except that now my head is sliding down the bed and my ass is heading for the ceiling. And my penis dragging along the flannel sheets as I head skyward really intensifies the feeling of ejaculation, even though nothing is actually happening. I did it one more time like that and decided that position bears future investigation! Once more, then 2 more times on my side and now it’s really time for bed. 2:45 am and I’ve been at it for about 5 hours. I had a few gentle p-waves as I drifted off to sleep with, I’m sure, a smile on my face!