Let me tell you a story all about how…

My concept of orgasm got turned upside down.
I’ve made a few posts in this forum but they’re not a good summation of my Aneros journey so I’ll try to sum it all up here and I’ll start with this morning..
Wake up at 0350 with not much sleep and a 60+ hour work week just finished feeling a bit wrecked from it all. Not a lot to do at this time of day so thought I’ll have 3 or 4 drags on a joint and have a go at an Aneros session and given the above and the fact I had sex two nights ago I wasn’t expecting much from it.
Was I ever wrong.
20mins into the session and I’m at maybe my fifth pgasm and I can feel myself melting into the joy coming from my prostate and sphincter area with escalating waves of pleasure pouring out into my thighs groin and abdomen.

After 90plus minutes of this I am desperately trying to come down and stop because It’s all becoming almost too much and my mind and sense of time has pretty much gone. How did this 50 year old work slave with a smoking habit and a Roman Catholic heterosexual straightjacket upbringing come to this… this joyous wonderful self changing pleasure.. even as I was coming non stop part of me was saying “this isn’t possible” “no way” “oh gods not again” “please stop no no don’t”
So wind back the clock back to when shoulder pads and big hair were a thing, it’s 1982 and the author is hitting puberty and given the prevailing religious strictures of my family having a confusing time of it. For some reason during those pubertal explorations amidst the hairspray of the era, I always when wanking would think that it’d better with something up my butt. No idea why just a feeling which at 12 I shut down very hard because that’s what gay people do isn’t it? By the time I hit 14 I’d found that it did indeed feel good to have something back there, but I never twigged that it would be anything more than an accessory to jacking off. By 17 I’d forgotten all about anything anal and was dating and screwing around so life was all good. The next 16 years were marriage children divorce long work hours and a suicide attempt and then a new town new job new life. Met someone special whilst an alcoholic and manically depressed basket case who showed me that it was worth trying and pushing on. Still with her.
The years roll by and I read online reviews about the Aneros MGX.
Curiousity and a purchase ensues. But I never got anywhere with the MGX because I always fell asleep when it was in me. So arousing that I start snoring five minutes in.
And so the thoughts of anything anal went back into storage for more years.. I’d sometimes use the MGX to boost a wank session and that seemed to work, but there wasn’t anything great about it. A few years later on and I’m a bit sexually bored so I start reading the ANEROS forum and then this board on Reddit. All of which led to a Helix Syn and Progasm Ice purchase.
I had two weeks leave and not much to do, so I made a decision to attempt the so called re-wiring with daily 30 min (minimum) Helix sessions over those weeks. A few days into this I was listening to the Mindgasm training videos and trying to follow along. Three day’s into that I started getting pwaves and finally knew that this prostate/aneros thing was NOT smoke and mirrors or snakeoil.
I had my first set of pgasms about 9 days into that two weeks of leave about 13 of them… I was gobsmacked and hooked totally as they far eclipsed anything I’d ever felt from a penile orgasm and they more importantly weren’t a one time and done orgasm which was mind blowing after all the years of ejaculatory orgasms before.
Since I was rapidly becoming an aneros butt slut at that point I decided to try poppers or amyl nitrate (more reading led to that). Amyl is the first drug other than Nicotine Alcolhol and Caffiene I’d ever tried and it ramped up my pgasms and sped up session progress massively – there’s a fine line between too much Amyl which tends for to override the feelings from my prostate and just right which is a relaxant and booster to my pgasm. One short snort from the bottle only about five min into a session and then another snort as the pwaves build and that’s enough for me for an hour plus.
After three weeks plus of daily sessions and many pgasms my prostate cried out “I NEED SLEEP” and shut down. No response. I was scared I’d broken my lil walnut and lost PGASMS for good. So I took 10 days off doing any Aneros sessions, just light nipple play and nipple gasms with light kegel excercises.
And my prostate woke up again and so did the pgasms. Last weekend I tried weed for the first time with no wish to be stoned just relaxed, about 4 drags on a joint and my sessions with the Aneros transformed into a melting puddle of full body non stop orgasms.. just when I thought I’d gone as far as I could with my prostate he surprised me with grand new vistas of joy. And then I had a similar but more intense session this morning.
What’s the difference between a pgasm and full body orgasm for me? Surrender and acceptance of what your body is telling you it needs. Let go. Relax. Accept what your body gives – some day’s it might not say much and others your prostate will be singing so loud you can’t shut it up – it’s (for me) so very much a mind thing.
Speaking of mindset – as males I think we are conditioned to DO not TAKE, we DO stimulation for a penile orgasm IE we make it happen TO us. For a prostate orgasm the prostate DOES to YOU. It’s reversed from my experience of male sexuality and sounds to me like what my wife and other women have said about their orgasms, I think learning to let go and surrender has been the hardest thing for me to achieve. It’s changed my life.
SO. Go into this journey with an open mind, listen to your body, accept each session for what it is, experiment and above all taste joy in doing something different.
My understanding of my sexuality has transformed from a monochrome view to one of vivid stereoscopic technicolour, and If this post helps any man reach and surpass what I’ve thus far experienced it’ll be worth it to me… after all if a 50 year old smoker with a crippling workload and a repressive upbringing can do this…. SO CAN YOU.