Monday night, I received a little surprise. My kids are grown up and moved out, so when my wife and I separated, the only custody issue we had was the dog. It was my turn to host the mutt for a few days, so I wasn’t planning anything, as she sleeps on my bed and takes up more than her fair share. Ever notice how dogs do that? Anyway, I got into bed, (the portion I was allowed) and laid down on my stomach to sleep like I always do. I thought I would do some kegels, since I’ve been enjoying the fitness aspect and the knowledge that these exercises will help me with my journey. I had read a couple of entries by BigGlansDC and decided to start with step one and two. I completed the exercise and as usual, played a little movie in my head to drift off to. This time I was thinking about the wood walkway I was going to build in the near future. Suddenly, I felt a little wave starting! So I totally relaxed, and did some slightly deeper breathing. The wave built up, but didn’t turn into anything huge, but just pleasant. What was bigger for me was the fact that my Progasm was safely tucked away in her bed on the dresser, and I had done this with about 3 minutes of kegels. During the day, while I was driving and doing errands, I would do some and I could feel a little flutter in my lower abdomen. It’s day 3 of SR, and I was masturbating at least every other day, sometimes, two or three days in a row. I think that holding off on my TO’s is definitely helping.
So I did a few more contractions, and a few minutes later, I had another one! I’m so overcome that I’m discovering the unleashing of this power after only 7 days!
Author: Shadow66
Session 6-Success!
I know that I decided to take a break for a few days from the Progasm, but here it was the next day and I was getting a little worked up. Reading other experiences made me to eager, what can I say? So I ran through the usual evening rituals, and decided to try Astro Glide Anal Gel for a change, instead of the Vaseline. Erotic stimulation, then insertion. Relax for a few minutes, then start exercising, working the anal and lower abs and rectum as well. Deep sobbing or ragged belly breathing for about 20 minutes. Then I lay back in the dark, no other stimulation aside from simple fantasies running through my head. I had one wave start, but I wasn’t able to keep it going. Aside from a few minor starts that quickly died, it was not a dud at all, as it’s all learning, but there were no fireworks. No worries. Learn from it and move on, right? The session had lasted about two and a half hours, and it was time to clean up and go to bed.
With my Progasm safely tucked away in her own little bed, (what a great storage box they send!) I laid down as usual on my stomach and prepared to drift off. After I lay there for about 15 minutes, fantasizing bemusedly about introducing a girlfriend to my Aneros tool box, I felt a little wave just barely starting. For a laugh, I decided to contract my rectum a little and see what would happen. Holy Cow! It started to build. I had my legs pretty much together and one arm tucked under my pillow as I always do. I figured that it would start to fade as it usually does when I’m on my stomach. It didn’t fade. The more I contracted, the more it built up. My arms and legs were starting to shake a little, and the more I squeezed, the more I shook. If I eased off, they would ease off too, so I would contract more and it would hit harder. You couldn’t have fit a sheet of paper between my ass cheeks. Then my legs were bouncing off the sheets and then my whole pelvis bucked a couple of times. I could feel moisture seeping out of the edge of my eyes. My penis and balls felt like they were swollen to an enormous size. I kept up with the contractions as long as possible, panting shallow breaths. I probably should have stopped contracting and shallow breathing to see if it would build, but since it’s early days yet, I just wanted to enjoy it! I think it went on for at least five minutes and I felt I had to ease off and give my glutes a break. I sat up on the side of the bed, wiped the small tears from my eyes, and started chuckling and saying Wow, over and over. After about five minutes, I returned to my usual sleep position, but, just out of curiosity, I started contractions again and it right away started building up again! Not to hips bucking off the bed, but leg shaking and that same all enveloping feeling of tingle and well being. I could sense a deeper primal power throughout my body again. When I couldn’t carry on, again I let it subside and rested for about two minutes. Then again and again, four more times, resting in between. By the fifth time, my muscles were pretty much done, and I finally gave up. Now I don’t know if the first one was a Super-O or the even the other ones, but my reading has indicated that the shaking will subside and I’ll learn much more. The coolest thing is whatever it was, it was A-less!
The next day as I driving around, doing errands, I was practicing my kegels, I could feel sensations building up, and I couldn’t help but wonder just how well my re-wiring is going!
The first few days
In the beginning, there was darkness. Hmm. I think maybe that one’s been taken. Try this. I remember my first sexual experience. It was dark, I was afraid, I was alone. Hmm. Not much better. Okay, focus here. My story, insofar as it relates to this part of my journey starts about two years ago. Being a 50 year old male with a healthy sex drive, but a less than healthy marriage, I knew the end was near. I started exploring other facets of sexuality and came across this phenomena known as the Prostate Orgasm. My only experience with the prostate to date was that lovely once a year date with my doctor. (Where do I hang up my pants, Doc? Over there beside mine!) A nitrile glove slathered with enough ice cold lube to float an ocean liner had me convinced that there was really nothing up that dark alley that could make me feel good.
Nonetheless, I decided to look into it further and stopped in at the Stag Shop to peruse their selection of toys for men who wanted to expand their horizons. I let myself be talked into buying a small anal vibrator for about 30 bucks. It was very basic, powered by a bullet that slipped into the massager. I read up on how to relax, use a pillow and keep a towel handy. All I got for my efforts was a lubed ass, and trace amounts of precum. But my next bowel movement came out quite quickly, so there is that. I guess.
Fast forward to January of this year. I’ve been out on my own for some time now and decided that I had the time and privacy to look into this subject again. I had scavenged the bullet, taking parts to fabricate a blender/ice crusher. Sadly, that brought me more pleasure than the original manifestation!
On to the Stag Shop website, where I looked again at a veritable cornucopia of passive and dynamic arse and prostate toys. I settled on something called the Aneros Progasm. The name Progasm just clicked with me. Hey, it sounds like Orgasm! So, I based my first serious choice of tool on word association! Boldly, I clicked ‘Add to Cart” and sat back to wait.
Or did I? I had started reading up again on this subject, and found out that I need not wait, twiddling my thumbs. There was something less effective, known as external massage. So that evening, I put some erotic porn on the tablet, and lay back and got busy. I was surprised to find that although it is not effective, what with the prostate being buried deep behind skin and muscle, I still was able to get something from it. It was small and very localized, centered around the perineum. Numb, yet tingly. After two of those, I proceeded with a T.O. and it felt a little more fulfilling. The ejaculate was thinner, whiter and a little more powerful. The next night, I tried again but I must have pushed a little too hard the night before, as things were a little tender. Just the same, because I’ve got a very healthy libido, I finished off with a T.O.
Wednesday, 30th January 2019, 1600 hours. Our intrepid Shadow66 enters his local postal outlet and nods to the clerk behind the counter. They exchange pleasantries in Cantonese, but since neither of them speak Cantonese, it’s all lost in translation. (Ooh! Ooh! Just had a thought! Remember at the beginning of that movie when Scarlett Johansson is lying on the bed in sheer panties, ass facing the camera? Oh yeah baby! Lock that one away in the internal hard drive for later!)
Back on point here, sex-fiend! Our hero returns home where he carefully and savagely removes the wrapper and opens the box. He is temporarily blinded by the 10,000 Lumen beam of light emanating from the box. He pauses and looks around the room, trying to locate the source of the heavenly choir singing Hallelujah! He slowly and carefully removes the Progasm from it’s nest.
Wow! This thing is pretty hefty. And big! Maybe not the Anal Intruder from the movie Top Secret, but it looks like putting it in me arse will be like running an SD70 locomotive through a 1920’s tunnel.
That night I shower and clean up the portal, grab the seductive, grown up, more realistic porn, as opposed to the juvenile look-at-beach-balls fakery so prevalent nowadays. Something about an amateur wife moaning and stroking herself to a genuine hip-bucking, sheet-thrashing O is so much hotter than the alternative. My selections are more for the audio aspects anyway. Less distracting and more opportunity to build the set and situation in my mind. I think I’d better move on, since I’m starting to feel a little too horny to type properly.
I lube up aith some KY liquid at the door and on the Progasm. Position is paramount here people! And breathing. And relaxing. It goes in surprisingly easy. So, it’s time for darkness, breathing aaaand, nothing. For 3 hours, nada! Patient and relaxed for 3. freakin. hours. I can feel it in there. It’s not terribly comfortable. So I finish off with a T.O. while it’s still inside. I do notice that when I stroke myself up, the head is shiny and red, much like when wearing a cock ring. So the head is bigger, and it takes twice as long to finish, but the shot is powerful enough to knock the spider out of the corner of the ceiling, and it’s thin and whiter, so obviously, I’m clearing out the junk and such from my prostate.
Thursday night is the same. No pleasure. But at this point, as per Aneros’s packaging, I find the forum and start lurking. I end up trying this Progasm for most of the night, trying to sleep with it in. It’s heft works against me as I find it trying to slip out when I walk around. I finally take it out, and try it again early the next morning. Again, no fireworks and I finish off with the usual T.O.
Saturday afternoon, I’ve registered for the forum and start reading some more. I see a couple of notations that catch my eye. 1: the Progasm is more for expert level and I should be looking at something like the Helix. 2: the Progasm needs lots of lube. It’s Saturday afternoon, baby it’s cold outside and I’ve got some time to dedicate to further hands-off research. This time, with nothing better to use, I break out the Vaseline Intensive care. I know that it’s a petroleum (oil-based) jelly but let’s get after it! Between the coating on the Progasm and my butt, I could Tokyo Drift around the hairpins at Nurburgring! I slide this Exxon Valdez in and immediately it feels better than the last time. The lube provides a soft cushion, a buffer between the massager and the prostate, instead of just the hard plastic. With the audio playing in the background and some belly breathing and kegels, I start to work. I’m not paying attention to the clock so I don’t know how long I’ve been there. I’ve stopped the kegels, I’ve stopped the special breathing, and I’m kind of dozing very lightly. I can feel something happening. I can’t describe it exactly as I’ve never felt anything to compare it to. It’s like a sheet of sensation over my body, my abdomen and chest, even in my lips. It’s numb, yet tingly, and I can hear my heart beat. It’s not beating much faster, but I can hear it. My body seems to be shutting out external sounds, wiping out entire frequency ranges. I no longer hear the cat snoring nearby, and I barely hear the ceiling fan. I know I’ve got a little smile on my face, and I’m feeling very peaceful and calm. Oh, yeah. This is feeling pretty cool. Not as good as the 3 or 4 seconds during the peak of a T.O., but it’s lasting longer. How long, I can’t say, but probably a good 30 seconds. I’m letting myself get into the moment, and not trying to analyze it. It fades away and I breath a big contented sigh. It’s not a Super O, but it’s a new experience and I’ve enjoyed it. I roll over onto my other side and since the tablet is now closer, I can hear the beautiful woman moaning and gently stroking right by my face. I’m fantasizing about her laying in front of me, face to face, and after a while, I realize that it’s happening again, about the same time that I realize that I’m not even listening to her. I’m in my little cocoon and I can feel the same sensations rolling over me. I feel something beating a tattoo on the bed, and I think at the moment that the cat is scratching herself. Only later do I realize that the cat never moved. I was gently vibrating on the bed.
After this second experience, I glance at the clock, and decide to run errands. When I get up, I notice that there is a squirt mark on the towel that is a little damp. I didn’t feel it happen and that’s the way I want it to go. Just let things happen. But Saturday night, after a cleansing shower, I decide to try again. I’ve noticed that I only have to do kegels for a while and not all the way up to onset. Must research this more. I’ve also decided not to have any audio stimulation, but instead do some gentle, non-distracting fantasizing. I breath deeply for about 15 minutes or 2 years; not really sure, since I’m not watching the clock. I also do the exercises during this time, drawing tight, holding for 3 seconds and then slowly releasing. I get a small localized sensation in the perineum again, but even as I relax more, it goes away. I get a couple of smaller versions of the sensations I had earlier that day. And then, after time passes, I get a bigger one again. This time, it’s a little bigger than the afternoon. I let my head roll back a bit, and I gently smile, knowing that it’s a good thing, and I’m open to it, and I welcome and want it to envelop me and take me wherever it goes. My eyes are closed and oddly, I can see the darkness slowly rotating in my mind. Soft dots of lights, like distant stars are present. My penis is getting stiff, and I’m lazily chuckling in the back of my mind. It eventually fades but I know it was a little more intense.
I roll onto my stomach, which is my sleeping position, and over the next little while, I feel 3 more times, lesser sensations beginning and then quickly fading.
Now it’s time to get up, have a dart and a drink of water and do some reading. I’ve already ordered the Helix Syn and now I’m reading that abstinence makes the prostate grow fonder. So it’s Super Bowl Sunday, and I’m going to swear off T.O.’s for a while and swear off prostate massage until the Helix comes in. In the meantime, I’ll practice my kegels and breathing. Next update coming up soon.