Hi Everyone,
So after a great, mind-blowing session on Monday I was ready to make Aneros practice a part-time occupation. Monday night I tried a short session and it was disappointing. Tuesday I spent 3 hours in a session and it was okay after I stopped trying to recreate the perfect conditions I experienced on Monday, but it was more of a relaxing session more than anything else.
My attitude had changed a bit. Now that I knew what was possible, I wanted it all the time. I think that was where things fell apart. Instead of just enjoying whatever might happen in the session, I had changed my goal. I also know that I was really tired. Lack of sleep over a week of Aneros practice was hurting me. I could still function, but I became more ill-tempered and this added stress to my emotional well being.
Tuesday night, I was just worn out. I didn't even attempt to use the Aneros and instead watched a little porn, jerked off in the old traditional way, and headed to bed. I felt burned out a little. I knew I could sleep in the next day and that helped.
Unfortunately I dreamt of a zombie apocalypse of all things, but I did wake up early and helped my wife off to work and then headed back to bed for a couple hours.
As I lied in bed, for the first time since I started I felt my prostate actually calling to me. It was weird. Without anything inserted, I was on my back and knees up and started some gentle contractions and breathing. The feeling around my prostate got stronger. I also began to feel something else. It may have been my first p-waves. The only analogy that I could come up with at the time was being inside a giant speaker in a music concert. When you are close to a speaker you can more than hear the music, you can feel it. Certain tones and sounds create a vibration inside your body at regular intervals. That is what it felt like.
I imagine I will see how things go today. I want to encourage my prostate to communicate with me and I now have a much greater appreciation for the guys on the Forums who suggest taking a little break. I had been practicing every waking moment and many moments when I should have been sleeping. I had been giving my prostate a ton of attention–maybe too much. Loving yourself is a two-way street and maybe Lady Aneros had spoiled my prostate. By taking even a day off caused some interesting changes.
I never was a journal or diary guy. However, when I wanted to lose weight, I kept a journal. I lost 95 pounds on that journey. I think the blog option here on the Aneros website is a really smart thing. If you don't want to post publicly, then keep a notebook journal at home. It continues to help me track my progress.
As always, back to the Forums.
Author: beegee6
Seventh Session-Rock My World
Hi Everyone,
Well, this session needs a little explanation. The Aneros is teaching me a lot. I wish I could say my experience follows a nice linear itinerary of development, however, many of the things that others have described as normal progression went out the window today. I am still religiously following the Forums. The audiohypnosis is great and a big thank you to Rumel.
I just finished a 2 hour session. I thought I knew what an orgasm was. I was expecting some giant penis-focused event. I had 6 dry orgasms over 90 minutes followed by a nice, but not great Super-T. I am now scared to go anywhere there is club music. I don't think I did it as much as the music beat did it to me.
I headed home after my interview and really wanted to get the legs going again. It was a nice way to finish last night and I was excited to try to get it going again.
I started with deep breathing and stretching. I would clench up a muscle group in my body as I took a deep breath and then shake it out. I imagined all my stress as water turning to ice during the clench and then shattering and falling away as I released.
I was on my back, knees bent, and had my laptop on the floor next to me. I think being on a rug on a hardwood floor makes a big difference for me. I will eventually try it on the bed but the floor and rug is where this event happened so I am going to keep going back for more.
I spent 30 minutes relaxing with nice repetitions of different contractions as I focused on my breathing. I was also looking for some nice hypno compilation tracks on a website I frequent. I know many of you guys aren't into transsexuals but some of the BEST techno/dance compilations are under the heading sissy trainer or cock trainer. The imagery is usually straight or transsexual but the music is incredible house music. I just can't get excited to compilations with CCR in the background–apologies to the young folks who don't remember CCR.
So I am doing these contractions and start playing this compilation. Everything is nice and about 90 seconds into the compilation the music changes slightly and there is this heavy beat in the background. Listen guys, I do not dance. Look up white man's overbite and find a picture of me dancing in the dictionary. However, the moment and I mean the MOMENT this beat starts, my entire lower body loses control and I am doing my damnedest to hold the Classic in my ass and my lower body is shaking and quaking. I am trying to remember to breath as moments later my ass starts bouncing and I mean SLAMMING into the floor. It feels exquisite and awesome and terrifying and cool and warm all over. This goes on for what feels like 4.5 minutes and as the compilation finishes I try to restart it and my hands are shaking so bad and my lower body has a mind of its own. It stops suddenly and I feel this rush of endorphins. I have this giant shit eating grin on my face and I start laughing again.
I rest for a minute, reposition the towel under my ass, and start the compilation again. This time, it doesn't wait for the heavy beat to start. The original music is enough. I am quaking and laughing and trying to remember deep, relaxing breaths as my rectum holds onto the Classic for dear life. I am watching my body SLAM my ass down as hard as it can. I had had sex a few times in my life and I NEVER thrust like this before.
I remember another forum user saying they felt a tickle in their shoulder and then when they moved it to adjust it their upper body joined the fun. I took a breath and did what could best be described as a male breast jiggle shaking my shoulders back and forth as if I was giving a little flirty show. No shit, they immediately picked up the beat and suddenly my lower body goes ape-shit and is no longer satisfied with slamming my ass down on the floor. Now it is bouncing side to side and my shoulders and arms go crazy.
I decided, this is why you pratice all those contractions. This is the moment when your toughness is tested. Not by your endurance. This didn't make me tired at all. Just the opposite. I think I could do this for ten hours as long as I had water nearby. All those practiced anal contractions were for the sole purpose of keeping the aneros classic IN MY ASS. If I let go for even a second I think it would have shot out of my ass and went through my living room picture window.
I was POURING sweat, trying miserably to breath in some manner. By the way, at this stage there was no relaxing manner. I was trying to just breath
Guys on the forums joke about looking like Darryl Hanna from Blade Runner after she is shot? That is ALMOST how crazy I looked. Suddenly I was this crazed monster on the floor just trying to hold the aneros in my ass.
After another 10 minutes it slowed down to a stop. I got up and nearly fell over. I started laughing again. I went to the fridge and grabbed an ice cold water and drank 32 oz in no time as sweat poured off me.
I went back, took out the Classic and put in the Maximus. Same clip, same insanity. I called forth the shoulder shake monster and we were off to the races again. Two more like that and I am wondering what the Progasm would do to me.
Well guys, bigger isn't always better. I put in the Progasm and although it felt okay, I just don't think my body was ready for it. All the feelings were muted. By now my ass was loose so the Prograsm felt fine. However, the quakes were hard but I didn't feel the orgasm really building to completion. The hips and glutes and ass were going but I can't explain it more than it just didn't feel right. I let it go for a few minutes and then went back to the Maximus.
Everytime I switched Aneros devices I was afraid that I would be unable to restart. However, it kept working. I changed house music and put it as the background beat, loud enough to hear but not so loud it drown out a new favorite porn tube I found. I watched and listened to the porn while the house music played a wonderful background soundtrack. It was like a snake charmer coaxing an orgasm out.
The music and the Maximus started its magic again and another two earth shattering crazy events later and I was thanking my lucky stars.
I decided to go for broke and try for a Super-T finale. I think the Super-T is more art than science and it takes a delicate touch and a few failures. This entire time, all 6 orgasms and my cock had never gotten hard. Now that I wanted a Super-T I really had to stop the shaking and quaking. I had to get some arousal in cock. It was hard to get a boner. Deep contractions and my favorite porn finally got me going and then I turned some house music back on and it was off to the races. Unfortunately, I ended up with a ruined orgasm. I was trying to edge it so the prostate thumping from my ass slamming on the floor would keep it going and finally finish me off and failed. I think it just takes practice. No worries. No complaints. Just an incredible afterglow. What an amazing experience. Life altering. I set up my next week's schedule to continue my journey.
Now, I have to say a lot of what I expected didn't happen and what did happen isn't what I expected. I expected these gentle P-Waves building into a crescendo and involuntaries to takeover. There may have been P-waves…honestly I was just trying to hold the damn thing in my ass. As far as involuntaries, I imagined being gently fucked by the Aneros. Instead I know the Aneros was moving because it wanted out as I fought to hold it in. I didn't expect the INSANE motions my body was capable of. I would have been less surprised if I did the spooky Linda Blair spider-walk from The Exorcist: Director's Cut.
It may sound like some silliness, but my two cents are as follows. Take your time with fully appreciating what your Aneros is trying to teach you about your body. If you feel your leg or legs start twitching, encourage it by letting it do its thing and give the other one a little push. I can't believe how often I ignored and forced my leg to stop it the last few sessions. It is a very subtle movement orignally and it *feels* like a distraction from the contractions. It is not.
I found my thighs were screaming hot and I kept raking my fingernails up and down my thighs, the sides of my legs, my glutes, and violently twisting my nips as I was screaming out to God.
As always, back to the Forums. A big thank you to all the forum regulars, Rumel, B-Mayfield and everyone else. I am going to keep posting as new developments continue.
Sixth Session-Something Special
Wow. Just wow. Like crazy weird wow. Only 2 hours Sunday night because I had an early morning. No porn tonight. No hypno music. Just deep breathing and an almost meditative state.
Antagonistic muscle contractions. I am on my back most sessions now-I forgot to mention that. I try the slingshot and again, although it is kind of cool I think it is a little too advanced for me. However, about 90 minutes into the session, my legs start jumping a little. In the past I have had this happen and didn't think too much about it. I usually force them to stop and focus on my breathing and contractions. As strange as this sounds, with my eyes closed and concentrating on my breathing, I feel like I can hear voices in another room. It is as if a tv were left on and I could almost make out a conversation but not really.
This time, I let the legs do there thing with my feet on the floor and still on my back. The movement becomes automatic. Like they are fighting. I just keep focusing on my breathing as the shakes and quakes move down to my butt and it starts jumping around. I am trying split my attention between the crazy gyrations my lower body is going through while fousing on calming, deep breathing and an occasional contraction. I try to get some involuntaries going but I can't. For about 20 minutes I am bouncing around thinking to myself, this is pretty cool. Again, this will sound strange but I feel like there is an 18 inch long phantom cock bumping along right thigh during the gyrations. My own cock never got hard this whole time so I have no idea if this was just a trippy halucination or an out-of-body spirit cock but it was FUCKING AWESOME. I decide to pass a little gas and the spell is broken.
I want to make them come back but I remember how late it is and how early I have to wake up. I decide that I am satisfied with the experience. It was pretty damn awesome. Then as I roll over onto my knees I almost pass out. I am overwhelmed by the desire to sleep. I force myself to my feet and can barely walk. I am overcome with euphoria and dizziness and a warm golden glow. I am dizzy and the room is tilting. I just start laughing. I can't help it. It is so funny for some reason. I feel this intense happiness.
Session 4-Peridise Intro
Hi Everyone,
On Thursday I decided to buy a few more Aneros devices. I had made the mental commitment to the long haul. I picked up the starter Peridise Kit, a Progasm, a Helix-Syn, and a Maximus. They were all delivered Saturday afternoon. I lubed up the bigger Peridise and headed to watch Elyseum with Matt Damon. The Peridise is fun, gentle, and discrete. You can pass gas gently around it without a mess or fear of it flying out of your ass.
Although the Peridise is a subtle device to appreciate the anal cavity and muscle groups, the movie is less than outstanding. In a world of brown people which I recognize is what everyone will eventually be in 150 years, there are three white people: our hero Matt Damon, the lead bad guy who was the good guy from District 9, and Jodie Foster. I felt like it was trying to hard to be Running Man for a new generation or some other derivative.
Fifth Session, Wild Times and Appreciating Lube
Hi Everyone,
Again, the blog won't let me edit the date to 3am so it is showing 3pm.
Another Marathon Sesson into the wee hours of the morning. Focused on breathing. Tried a few different positions. For contractions, I spent a lot of time doing different reps of 20. The Forums and B Mayfield 's advice led me to focus on antagonist muscle contractions and bearing down. This feels really damn important. Like rhythmic breathing, which I have not come close to mastering – I sound like I am going to sneeze or something – I am not going to focus on this as a beginner. Just deep belly breathing, synchronizing contractions with breathing, and learning to bear down. Getting used to letting my belly full of air and a little push threatening to eject the Aneros device while I do my damnedest to hold it in. I expect a lot of this will be second nature after awhile. Right now, I feel like I am trying to master 12 different martial arts at the same time and that is a recipe for failure.
One cool take away was the realization that lube is critical for me. As weird as this sounds, I followed the advice of the how to push the device to the side and hold it in as you pass gas. I did this and a little lube shot out. Gross, I know but it actually lubed the cavity much better. I always use 3-4mL of lube injected via a little plastic syringe but this was different. Suddenly the Classic was shooting in and out of my ass smoothly. I had to fight to keep it in which meant more work for the muscles.
For some reason, I cannot cause an involuntary contraction to save my life. Every technique that worked in the past was a failure. I have a chair in my living room and I decided to lean over it on my knees. I rest my upper chest on the chair and my belly is free to expand over the edge as I breathe. It makes belly breathing really natural and every breath threatens to eject the Classic so I am making voluntary contractions to bump it against my prostate. I get a large, throbbing erection. I grab my laptop and focus on a little porn as I decide to have another sort-of hands-free orgasm. Tucking the scrotum between my legs while still on my knees, I voluntarily contract against my deep breathes as I lean over the chair and hump the air. I am rewarded with a nice orgasm to finish the evening.
Back to reading the Forums. Yup. Before every session I read the Forums and learn something new.
Session Three
Not sure why I can't save this as 3:00am. It keeps reverting to 3:00pm.
Friday evening was another marathon event. Again, I spent three hours in the afternoon and evening reading the Forums. So many different experiences. So many things to try.
I spent a couple hours in front of the TV practicing gentle, pleasant contractions. I am exhausted and I pass out watching TV with my wife. So little sleep but I feel so relaxed. She wakes me up as she heads to bed and I head downstairs to practice in the living room. I have an irrational fear of some insane Super-O ambushing me while I sleep next to her.
I enjoy relaxing for another 4 hours in a very similar manner to the earlier session. Some shallow contractions. Some deep contractions. Focusing on my breathing. Nice little twitches. A couple fuzzy sensations like an electrical buzzing around my prostate–these feel reminiscent of the e-stim devices a little. At one point it feels like a small rivulet of water pours down my abdomen along the left side and startles me. I look to see if I accidently urinated or streamed pre-cum but nothing is there and I am totally dry.
I read about lying on my back and tucking my scrotum between my legs and thrusting up to stimulate a sort-of hands-free orgasm as I start running out of time. The feeling becomes very passionate and violently physical as I thrust harder grunting and breathing and holding my breath at times. As I cum, and I cum hard, I feel like light shoots out of the top of my head. The ejaculate is a small quantity compared to the force of the orgasm but I feel that familiar refractory period again when my prostate tells me, "That's it, Buddy" and the Classic becomes a little uncomfortable on my prostate. This has happened with the Aneros devices when I have used them purely for jacking off in the past.
I do a few more cooldown contractions but the pleasure isn't there. I feel worn out but, again, I experienced something new.
Back to the Forums.
My Second Session-Thank God for the Forums
So, I see a pattern emerging. Everytime I read the Forums I pick up something new to think about and try. A new position. A new way to contract my muscles. Stop chasing the Super-O and just relax. I just spent an incredibly relaxing 4 hours letting the SGX and then the Classic teach me about my anus.
No more brute force approach. This isn't a sprint. It's even longer than a marathon. It might as well be a side career/job since I didn't invest this much time on any recent activity.
I start slowly. It is morning. The wife is at work. I have a couple timers set in case I fall asleep. I am just relaxed and breathing. I practice stomach breathing for an hour with gentle contractions. I notice that on my right side, bottom leg gently bent and left leg on top of it with a more severe bend per the instructions it is very relaxing. I do gentle contractions with the breathing. In this position, as I curl my head gently downward toward my feet and as I breath into my stomach I begin automatically have a gentle, intentional contraction. It feels like I am breathing through my anus. I pull air in and the SGX gently pulls into my rectum. I blow air out and it releases.
I begin to notice subtle differences in the muscle groups. The ribbed base has a specific feel when I grip it. I forget about the pressure of the P-Tab and just focus on the slow pull of the SGX into my ass. It feels like four different muscles as I isolate them. I feel a gentle spasming of my rectum. A pleasant buzz almost. So quiet and gentle. I am not watching porn or listening to anything except my anus. I am focused completely on my breathing and during the pause between breaths I notice the subtle differences in feelings that develop.
I move to my back and place a pillow under my butt and switch to the Classic with the finger ring cut off. It feels different and almost like I am starting over. Then I get little tingles. No P-Waves. Nothing ground breaking. But I feel in comparison to my first session, this is a fantastic improvement. Sometimes my cock is hard. Most times it is not.
Back to the Forums for more research.
My First Session is a Disaster
My first session iss a disaster. I lubed up with 3ml and didn't use an enema. I feel like I read a book on swimming, aka the Forums, and then decided to jump off a boat in the middle of the lake.
It started fine. Relaxed breathing. Can't get the hang of stomach breathing. Tried it on my back and on my side. Damn dick keeps touching the bed on my side and I am trying not to have any penile stimulation. I feel nothing in my prostate.
Then I started some contractions. I can't differentiate the different muscles so every time I do a contraction I am using the muscle group that also makes the penis jump around. I get a hard-on. Now I am trying to breath, do contractions, and feel something…anything really. I am trying to pound the Aneros in my ass as if it was some hot tranny cock.
I have a Sybian and have used it before for incredible stimulation and the Aneros isn't doing anything for me. I also have a dozen e-stim toys that create fantastic experiences but nothing like a Super-O as it is described.
I spend the 4 hours practicing my breathing and trying hard to relax and practice what I read in the forums. I am struggling. I want the Super-O so bad. It is true that time flies. Four hours passes like nothing. I wish I had more to show for it. Thank God I don't start a new job for a couple weeks.
Back to the Forums.
Discovery and Background
Hi Everyone,
I wanted to share a little background in case it helps others. I think the blog is a fantastic way to share the journey and hopefully get feedback and support during the process.
A little about me. I am married and in my late 30s. Up until a six months ago I probably masterbated 3-5 times a day. I was in between jobs and my wife was working so it was a way to pass the time. I am average height and build.
I have been sexually active since the age of 5 when I discovered my mom's back massager. I was sexually abused but I blocked that out from long ago and have no desire to open that door anymore. I am who I am and live for today forward. I think I would classify myself as bisexual but it in very specific circumstances. I don't see a guy and say, "Wow, I'd love to get a piece of that". It is pretty much limited to transsexuals and domination/cuckold fantasies. I read tons of erotica, much of it dark and delicious. I could give guided tours of xhamster.com and several other free, safe sites for porn tubes. After a few viruses, I am pretty careful about where I surf for my porn. I am going through the initial stages of a divorce so the Aneros experience is something that I save for myself. It is my wonderful journey of discovery.
Five years ago, I started my Aneros experience. I was young, dumb, and full of cum and loved to stick anything up my ass. I may have read the instructions but most likely I just lubed it up, shoved it in my ass, and proceeded to jerk off. It is a fine prostate stimulator but I now feel that I had unknowlingly bought the finest engineered car in the world and kept it in my garage except for an occasional run to the grocery store with it. I originally bought a SGX and a Classic, I believe. They both have ribbed stems.
On Wednesday, I Googled hands-free orgasm and discovered the Aneros forums. I was shocked. What had I been missing these past years?
Anyhow, one other note is that I had pelvic hernia surgery on the left side in May and they cut a major nerve intentionally in the process )the doc said I wouldn't miss it(. I hope I don't.
Thanks for reading,
Beegee6