Yes, i'm still here. it's been so long since my last entry, because i'd basically concluded that i'd reached the pinnacle of solosexual love and lust. my Aneros was giving me hours of pleasure. i'd ride the waves of lust, going the full range from a satisfying warmth deep in my hole to full-body convulsions. i could hit peaks where i'd have a dry orgasm for what seemed like 20 minutes, hanging suspended between aching balls and orgasm. it was great. it was awesome. it fulfilled every promise the Aneros had made. or so i thought.
what i realized, however, was that my autoeroticism was still penis focused. success meant having a hard-on at the moment i orgasmed — or at least subtly manipulating my cock as i involuntarily pulled my Aneros deeper into my hole. but about 2 years ago, it all changed. i saw a posting on tumblr from a guy who said he had been totally "cunted" by a Master. (To those who object to this word, my apologies.) The guy wrote that he hadn't ejaculated by jerking off for several years. all his orgasms were induced by the manipulation of his hole.