I was prompted to recall memories from my youth this evening, which I hadn't thought about in a very long time. In the late 70's, I got into a bit of a surfing kick and spent one summer on the beaches of Newquay in Cornwall learning to surf. For most of the first week or so, all I did was try and stay upright, and failed. But when frustration was begining to set in, I got it and surfed a wave all the way to the beach, and this wave was huge, 12 maybe even 15……..inches high, but I stood on the board and rode it all the way in. For the rest of the holiday, I was calling everyone Dude with a new found enthusiasm. (I did ride bigger waves later on!!)
Author: artisan
Is this supposed to be funney…?
I don’t know if it’s suppose to make you laugh, but some of the feelings I’m beginning to get are. Well, chuckles really, but I can’t help it, literally, I cannot stop the chuckles when the tingly feelings start. Maybe I’m ticklish inside too, I'm ticklish just about everywhere else.
These effects are still pretty brief, only a couple of seconds, but hey, I’m not complaining.
Still experimenting, lying on my right side seems to be the one at the moment, it feels like there is good contact inside. Tried it on my back, knees up and feet flat on the bed, and there is a definite feeling of there being more space available, but when I contract, I get the feeling that the head of the Aneros is moving down towards the end of my spine, and away from the prostate. Still need to practice muscle control, but the spasms are beginning to come, when they do get going, they are starting to trigger off these other feelings, and they are starting to move further into my body, my abdomen at the moment.
Recently had another good look through the forum and blogs, and got to realising how fantastic it was to see men talking about all the things that get talked about on here. Women have been doing it for years – part of their liberation and ‘re-birth’ I think during the 60’s and 70’s – but it’s wonderful to find a place where men are doing the same. Just wonder how open and frank we would still be if we were all in the same room together and not hidden behind computer monitors!!!
Did something just happen…?
It’s been a week now since my MGX arrived, and it has been….well, interesting!
I still have a bit of a hang up about the whole playing with the hole bit, and as much as I am starting to get excited about using the massager, that little prude that lives inside me keeps finding things for me to do to put it off.
I’m starting to get some sort of ritual going, getting things ready in the bedroom – towel, massager, lube, lighting subdued. I also now make sure the lube is warmed very slightly. Things can get a bit chilly in the flat, even with the heating on, and I found early on that cold lube can be a bit of a shock eekkkkk!!!!!! The shower is also important, not just to warm up the body and clean your bits, but it’s my way of telling my inner prude to go and cover his eyes!
I have accepted now that all those wonderful things that these devices can do are a little way off yet, but reading about them still adds a bit to my natural impatience. I saw a video last night a guy posted showing himself having what everyone agreed as a super’o’, or pretty near. On first sight it was a little disturbing, my orgasms never looked like that. Then I wondered – and here is a question for those who read this – was the first big orgasm scary or worrying? I’ve read about quaking of the body, losing control of muscles in what appeared in the vid as almost an epileptic fit, losing track of time, and almost altered conscience. But everyone apparently seems to enjoy them so… just remind me not to film myself when I finally have one!!!
…and so it begins.
Curiosity is an odd thing, not only is it fatal to felines (poor kitties), it can send you down paths you didn’t even know existed.
I am approaching my 50th year of life and have been coming to the conclusion that so far things have been very boring, so have begun looking at things outside my normal boundaries.
Anything to do with my ‘backdoor’ has always been considered exit only until about 6 months ago. What was it about anal sex that was so popular? During periods of self pleasure, curiosity reared its head and I began to dip in a finger, badly – and painfully – at first, but then I did get a finger in almost to the knuckle and touched something that caused an odd sensation.
I was also beginning to dip my toes into meditation and looking at Tantra where I learnt about extended male orgasms and dry orgasms. I’ve been on my own for a few years now and masturbation was getting, well…boring, just a means of satisfying an occasional urge, but these new possibilities sounded worth looking into. Then I heard of prostate massagers, but considered them nothing more than a male dildo.
Christmas was approaching and decided I was going to treat myself. I ended up on an adult web store and there were those massagers again, so curiosity made me click the link. There were videos of experts extolling the virtues of those weird looking things, sexual bliss unlike anything experienced before, dry orgasms, the super’O’, and they were good for you.
What made me choose an Aneros over the other makes, I’m not sure, but curiosity had got the better of me and I placed my order for an MGX and some lubricant (made 3 miles from where I live!). I did not expect it to arrive until sometime between Christmas and New Year, so I was very surprised when it arrived at my door the very next day – Christmas Eve. I debated whether to leave it for Christmas day, but the fun of presents is discovering what was inside, and I knew exactly what was inside this parcel.
It is an odd looking gadget and I was very apprehensive about using it, but oddly very excited as well, looking forward to all these wonderful things that were going to happen. Some hours later I decided now was the time. I followed the instructions on the pack, lay on my side and lubed up. Getting it in was easy enough but nothing felt right, apart from a few attempts with a finger, this was the first time anything had gone in my anus. After 10 minutes I had to take it out and go to the toilet. I was a bit disappointed.
On my own on Christmas day and late in the afternoon tried again with the same result. Very late on Christmas night I found the Aneros site and was startled by what I discovered, not just a manufacturers site promoting their wares but an entire new world. I realised very soon that massagers are not an alternative to the hand but a door to something I didn’t know existed. I was fascinated. I read blogs and posts and got chatting to others and the wiki is essential reading for newbies.
Yesterday, I took heed of this new information and tried again. With no expectations or wanting things to happen, I practiced breathing, contracting, meditating…for 40 minutes! Nothing did happen but I knew I was on the right path, there was a positive feel this time. I only stopped because I was falling asleep, but I knew what I had to do next time.
Next time was going to be tonight, but I’ve spent the last 5 hours trawling through the posts and the blogs, writing this, re-writing this, and I’m falling asleep again.