My Two Orgasmic Worlds Join

When I first started this journey, I stumbled into MMO totally by accident. It was a fortuitous and unexpected discovery made by reading the forums here in Aneros. Back then there was no chat. MMO brought together the tantric sex that I had been studying and enjoying with J and it even incorporated some of the Zen Meditation that I had been )and still am( practicing.

It is logical that MMO for me grew out of these cornerstones as MMO is a very solitary inwardly focused activity. Fucking J is very outwardly focused; it is an activity where we lock together, my cock deep in her pussy seeking extremely pleasurable sensation in the warm caress of her erotic feminine flesh. The focus for me is using my cock to bring her pleasure. The visceral desperate pleasure that we seek and achieve in fucking is like scratching a deep erotic itch, culminating in the anxiously sought relief of shared orgasm.

On the other hand when J and I make love it is a simultaneous locking of our bodies and our minds. As we look into each other’s eyes we are experiencing each other’s ecstasy. Her eyes and her face reveal to me the tortuously exquisite rapture that is boring into her pussy and squeezing her soul. I can see in her pleasure contorted expression the reality of my cock touching her erotic core coaxing her to experience deep erotic euphoria.

Intense A Less Session

The overwhelming winter weather we have had during February has necessitated a concentrated amount of snow shoveling in a relative short time span. The net result has been a “tender” lower back. Thankfully I am not immobilized but I have been dealing with the persistent ache of muscle strain in my lower back. For me, pain of any sort is most definitely a damper on my orgasmic agenda. Despite how horny I may be discomfort is a huge distraction for MMO pleasure. Consequently the last three weeks have been spotty for MMO sessions of any type; when I did have a session it was mediocre at best. Finally my back loosened up by the middle of last week and my libido was left unfettered to pursue whatever my anus and cock could dream up.

Last Friday night J and I celebrated the end of the week with a late night mutual masturbation session transitioning to 69 and culminating in mutual release. It was very erotic, one of our favorite ways to be intimate. I would say that we probably both prefer that to fucking, I can probably explain why but that is the stuff of another blog entry.
So when I went to bed Saturday night it was the night after a ball draining ejaculation. I have found that my sessions are exponentially more pleasurable if I do them within a day or so of a “clean out” climax. I also had been chatting on line with several guys over the week which left me highly aroused.

Energy

Over the years the subject of energy has been a frequent topic in my study of mind – body connections, sexuality and sexual response. It surfaced many years ago when I was immersed in reading about Zen and Kundalini Yoga. It was also a frequent topic in Tantra. Here in Aneros we always talk about the energy generated by our human biology, spirituality, erotic fantasy and mental imagery. Indeed success in using an Aneros device for me is much more the mastery of or all 4 of the above factors and more than that it is the interweaving of them. It is from their interweaving that I experience the most intense and profound erotic and orgasmic pleasure.

Over the years I have sought metaphorical images to describe my Aneros experience relative to the interweaving of the above four energy sources. The best analogy that I can think of is surfing; only in my orgasmic surfing it is up to me to organize all the four factors and make them into a “wave” in my mind. As in surfing each wave I generate is different. Some are big and some are small. When the right wave comes along and I “catch” it, as Icatch it, it lifts me and propels me with it. It is my skill and ability that allows me to balance on that wave and as I sustain its energy in my thoughts.

Empty Balls Church Bells and Erect Cocks

So after my ball draining ejaculation Saturday Morning, Saturday night my desire was steaming and hissing like an old radiator on a cold winter morning. When J and I got in bed that night after the lights went out, J cuddled up against me and put her hand on my chest. I reached up and put my own hand on top of hers in a reassuring pat. After a few minutes I slid her hand down my torso, placing it on my cock as I kissed her forehead.

This has been my wordless request for a hand job for many years. I can’t even begin to count the number of times I have led her hand that way. There is something elegantly spiritual to me about its simplicity, her immediate wordless response and her desire to be the one giving me orgasmic pleasure.

She slid down in the bed and wrapped her lips around my right nipple, drawing it into her mouth firmly as she flicked it with her tongue. It stiffened in aching hardness under the taunting tenderness of her tongue, the more she flicked the rigid pebble of flesh with the tip of her tongue, the more my anus began to spasm. She then wrapped her hand around my cock shaft and embraced it below my cockhead; with incredible skill she held it firmly imitating the sensation of me being in her pussy that morning. The firm grip of her hand around the base of my long hard cock did feel somewhat like her pussy mouth gripping my cock that morning as the muscles in her cunt held my cock suspended in the warmth of her pussy. My cockhead was immobilized in the steamy heat of her cunt not touching anything.

Eating My Own Cum

The moments after an intense MMO session leave me with a slimy cock and aching with arousal. After several days of MMO and no ejaculation I can be almost insane with erotic desperation. The intimate sexual liaisons I have when I am in these intense states of arousal are perhaps the most torrid and the most sensually beguiling erotic experiences I have.

This morning after three days of hard MMO my body was exhausted from 3 nights of minimal sleep but my arousal was roaring like an inferno. It was 5 am when I finished my third session in three days; it is 9 am and I am here at my desk writing this.

In the moments after the spasms stopped, slowly my cock started to stiffen and lengthen as arousal replaced the exquisite agony of MMO. In a few minutes my cock was stone hard and my anus was tingling and quivering. An orgasmic knot had developed deep in my asshole from the extended MMO session I had just finished. My prostate was erect and buzzing; the MMO had packed it with my hot cum and raging desire in equal measure. The glow of arousal was making my prostate twitch in anticipation of a copious release of its steaming contents. I was so fatigued I could have fallen asleep if I had closed my eyes and suppressed my arousal. But I love the erotic tension of arousal, and the sensuality of the moment laying there with J next to me, snuggled to my side so I remained awake. I savored the warm eroticism of the moment as my cock and anus reminded me of the arousal that simmered within me.

Pleasure Continued

I hadn’t made love to J in 10 days, our schedules had been crazy and we had both been under the weather. Intensely aroused as I was after almost two weeks of MMO with no release, I was desperate for sexual connection. In the past my arousal would have translated to a need for fucking. In my rewired state my sexual response has become more complex and patient. Now I get equal pleasure of experiencing another person’s pleasure vicariously. Sometimes it is the orgasmic contortions of a man culminating in his shuddering ejaculation and other times it is J writhing and quivering in orgasmic rapture. That night I longed for sexually intimate connection with her.

Cunnilingus is by far my favorite way to coax her into cascading orgasmic ecstasy. I enjoy giving her head more than any other sexual activity we engage in. Giving J oral pleasure gets my cock stone hard and makes me drip a stream. So it wasn’t a surprise that that was the connection that we made that night.

After perfunctory after dinner activities, washing dishes we both happily abandoned the mundane routine activities of the day. I am not a big fan of winter snow but I put up with it in my daily routine, accepting its inconvenience and the extra time it adds to getting from place to place and getting out in the morning. But in the evening when the quiet softness of snow and the deep chill of February blanket the village and our house, they impart a sensual quietude to the air and my mood.

The Start of Something Good

The older I get the greater the number of sexual experiences I have. In my rewired – hypersexual state it seems that I am hyper aware of the bliss and steamy eroticism of each experience. Each one becomes a unique and sensual memory that I get to savor like a special vintage or a breath taking view.

This last Friday was another one of those experiences. As I sit here savoring that experience, I am amazed at the breadth and the diversity of erotic activity so far in my life. Even after all the years of walking this sexual discovery path I am on, I continue to appreciate each intimate and erotic interaction to be compelling, arousing and deeply gratifying. My sex life is oddly reassuring. As it arouses my erotic mind there is a sensual rhythm to it that makes my days complete and oh so sensual.

Friday was a work at home day, there was no rush to get up. At 4AM I awoke at my routine time just before dawn to do a brief but intense MMO session. I slowly sank into that deeply erotic steaming pit of orgasmic delight; igniting the erotic fire of arousal in my anal tract, my balls, cock root, anus and perineum began to pulse in convulsing ecsatsy. The recurring pleasure waves honed my arousal to a keen edge. The shadow of steaming male orgasmic convulsions echoed in my balls, cock and anus all day long as fantasies of my sexy J lingered in my mind. Sometimes it is fantasies of intimate trysts with men that will harden my cock and sometimes it is day dreams of anticipated intimacy with J that makes my penis go rigid with desire. That day it was J who aroused me.

More Admissions

Two of the most amazing and wonderful things about this orgasmic journey I am on is the awakening of my sexual response and the expansion of my sexual interest, gender wise. For most of my life arousal has consisted of getting an erection when looking at naked women and feeling the desperate need to ejaculate to seek relief from the sweet frustration that accompanies arousal and erection. By its nature arousal for me was 100% cock and female focused. Ejaculation was a much desired but fleeting experience. I remember after I discovered orgasm when I was young I used to fantasize how amazing it would be if I could sustain the sensation of an orgasm for more than those extremely pleasurable seconds of pumping bliss. In the absence of that skill I replaced the fantasy with the reality of unending masturbation; I would tug to orgasm a dozen times in a day. Sadly though, the more times I came the less pleasurable each successive ejaculation became.

For years fantasies of anal penetration intrigued me; occasionally I would watch videos of guys masturbating with curious fascination as I got modest erections. I experimented with home fabricated devices for anal penetration; in the places that I lived, sex toy stores were not around every corner. I could best describe those early anal penetration experiences as not thrilling, except for the visual aspect of seeing an object penetrate me.

My Second Encounter

Last night in a chat with Brine he asked me to do an entry describing my second liaison with a guy. Brine and a few others have asked about my twice venture into male – male sexual intimacy in the last two years. It is difficult to describe the experience without putting it into context. In a recent chat Brine and few of us were explaining MMO / Super O to a newbie. Brine commented that it was an integrated physical – mental – spiritual thing. He is absolutely right.

For the last 20 years I have been engaged in a discovery process to understand my sexuality. I dipped my toes into Tantra, Zen, Kundalini, edging, anal penetration and erotic massage to name a few. There were also workshops, strip clubs, gay bars, books, pod casts and myriad toys and porn. The frustration of all of them was that they all seemed to fall short or they required a life change to really engage. I was not ready to become a monk or a sex worker LOL.

Then 8 years ago quite by chance I was surfing the net looking for porn when I wound up on the Aneros site. I ordered my first toy exactly 8 years ago this month. That following year was dedicated to learning to use it. When I had ben successful for 8 months or so the rewiring process started. I am guessing that by the end of that year I was rewired. My sexual response, spirituality, physical – sexual capability, and mental state were all synched and in a sense I was sexually reborn.

Launching an A Less Session

I am in my 8th year of Super O – MMO practice. The progression of my experience with super o has been like walking through a carefully contorted maze. Each turn brings me to another unknown place; that place opens to endless other places to reveal kaleidoscopic orgasmic pleasures that flow in torrents. It has been a never ending journey of discovery. Through it all, the most delightful discovery was the realization of my ability to use my mind to drive mmo and generate extreme pleasure. That pleasure is so intense it tests the limits of my body’s ability to cope with intense ecstasy.

Each session I do I learn some new technique or trick to amplify the erotic pleasure I feel. Often during a session I will drive orgasmic pleasure to a new spot in my body or I will use my mind to guide that pleasure to express itself in a new or intriguing way. However, one of the things that has been really positive for me is the ease in which I can initiate trembling pleasure spasms from a less or inserted sessions.

Last night was one of those A less sessions that followed two days without mmo. Two days of denied mmo pleasure results in torrents of orgasmic spasms that make my legs tremble when I eventually do a session. So last night when J came to bed with a tee shirt and slinky panties clinging tightly to the smooth soft skin of her derriere, I knew that my session later in the soft quiet night of our bed was going to be juicy and sensually surreal.