Afterglow following my first Super-O, July 4, 2015

Hi guys,

I think guys and gals who have had that first time sexually that went well often experience an afterglow which is to be savored and treasured.

I know this was true when I masturbated and achieved my very first full-fledged orgasm complete with ejaculation of semen around age 14. No one helped me. It just happened of its own accord. Thus began long journey as a masturbator through the years to even now!

Likewise as a sophomore in college when my college roommate and I engaged in mutual masturbation and cock sucking. I had a profound afterglow which lasted whole night long. Also some years later, when a guy and I got together for a more serious affair that lasted some months. While I never became promiscuous by long stretch, sexual encounters of this type had a profound influence upon me.

Many years later at age 63, I began my Aneros journey with Helix Syn in early June, 2012. In the two years which followed, I developed an Aneros routine that enabled me to enjoy my various models more and more. Getting Tempo just before Thanksgiving 2013 caused my sessions into a much higher level of fun and pleasure. So whenever I have sessions now, I focus on the fun and pleasure that my Aneros models avail me now. I seldom have dud sessions. Invariably I came away from my sessions with profound Aless.

Celebrating Independence Day 2015 with Aneros

Hi guys,

I think this morning I had one of the best Aneros sessions ever, and I may have experienced my first Super-O!

I rose about 5 a.m., intending to spend the day with some of my translation projects. First I took a walk outdoors in my immediate neighborhood, getting some groceries from the 7-Eleven a block away. Then I hopped on the Internet reading the news and surveying the weather forecast. Of course here in the USA, today is the Fourth of July, a major holiday. For many years living here in DC, I have observed the Fourth of July in somber reflection, forgoing the fireworks on the National Mall, a couple miles away. It is too much a mob scene, closely akin the Halloween. So I stay close to my apartment on such holidays. But this year, my observance of our nation's birthday seemed even more somber. I was beginning to get really depressed.

However, my body was telling me that today is absolutely free, no obligations, Georgetown where I live is quiet and calm. My body told me that it was hungry, even horny for an Aneros session. So I quickly set up my session by pulling out my Aneros best buddies in the following order: Helix Classic, Progasm Classic, Tempo, and Maximus.

This morning, I decided to surrender to the pleasure these four good buddies give me, and I believe that I was rewarded with my first Super-O, albeit a subtle one, but the energy of which grows and grows and grows in Aless!!!

Good and bad

Well, yesterday I made some real progress. I have learnt that I need to relax more and stop chasing an orgasm. I managed to get to some heights of pleasure using this mindset.

In the morning I relaxed so much I fell asleep and was woken immediately with a big headrush of excitement much like the Kundalini rushes I got when I was having my Kundalini Syndrome, and I felt high all day, that was a really encouraging development, and very welcome.
The family went out for an hour so I had another session and was getting very close to orgasm when they returned but had to call it a day. Encouraged I had a further session in the afternoon when they were watching a film and built up to some amazing feelings, just started to feel a wonderful orgasm come on when my daughter came bursting into the bedroom )I was fully clothed( to see the cat who had decided to sit on top of me. Of course that aborted any orgasm I might have enjoyed.

I was quite devastated and felt massive disappointment after getting somewhere at last after hours of hard mental effort and self control. It started me back in a downward spiral. A further try on going to bed was a complete disappointment hardly surprising given how I was feeling.

Second time around

My second session found me pretty excited about trying out both the Maximus and the Ice. Just like the first session, I started out slowly by lying in bed on my left side with my black boxer briefs pulled half-way down to give me just enough room to slowly insert the lubed up Maximus. With my knees pulled towards me, I slowly inserted it in, then laid on my back to begin with anal contractions. It had been nearly a week since having an orgasm, so I was pretty turned on by feeling the Maximus inside me. After about fifteen minutes with some pre-cum beginning to ooze out of the end of my penis, I felt like I wanted to feel more inside, so I pulled out the Maximus, lubed up the Ice with KY, and teased my anus with the head of the Ice. As I slid it in while on my side just like I did with the Maximus, as the head of the Ice hit my prostate, I felt some nice sensations. Next, I laid back on the bed, and began some anal contractions again. The fullness of the Ice inside me felt great, and suddenly I felt my penis start to grow, and almost instantly I was rock hard. This was the first time that I had a rock solid erection with the Ice inside, and it felt great, too great to ignore! The feeling to grab a hold of my penis and lube it up with the now oozing pre-cum was too hard to resist, and after several long strokes of my now super slippery penis, I shot a huge load all over my stomach, as the head of the Ice kept pressure on my now quivering and pulsating prostate. While I know this is not going to help me get down the right road towards the desired Super-O, I could not complain how strong this orgasm felt, and how much I came.

Long way to go

An update on where I am.

I seem to be having a very different journey to others. It hasn't been easy. Emotions all over the place and it has ended up being largely a spiritual journey. When I first started I expected that by now I would be reaching the heights of pleasure I read about on the forum but that is far from where I am at.
I haven't been able to reach an orgasm for quite some time now and have still not come close to my first ever whole body orgasm 2 months ago. It's a big disappointment but I have learnt so much in other ways and I hang on to the thought that I know I am capable of something amazing once I learn how to get there again.

There are so many things going on in parallel.

Spiritually I have learnt a massive amount but still have much to learn. A clairvoyant friend has offered to act as a tutor and she seems to understand me well. She tells me to be patient and is guiding my meditation and explaining things to me as they happen. I am finding Buddhist teachings helpful and recognise all the negative thoughts that are blocking my progress, and I'm working on those and trying to become a better more caring person.
My friend has told me about my spirit guides and one in particular who is helping with spiritual development. I have felt him near me as I meditate, seen his face once, and he has spoken to me a few times. When I asked him for help my next google search brought up Buddhist teachings I think he guided me to that.

Quiet after the storm

Yesterday was a bit mind blowing. I think it was, after my wedding day, and the day each of my children was born, the best day of my life. I feel like a different person today, much more patient and calm.

Today feels very calm, I even feel a bit low, but it see it as another stage in the process that I am going through and I feel it rather than try to understand it.
I found memories of being some very painful events in my life coming to mind today, being made fun of, being put down at work and feeling helpless and victimised. I think it’s all solar plexus stuff, nothing too heavy just a few thoughts coming into my head. I can also feel a pressure in the solar plexus area as if something is happening. I feel like just an observer at the moment. I need to let it just happen, this in unpredictable it has a mind of its own.

I’m off work for this week so able to relax. I lay down in the field and brought myself to an Aless orgasm, it touched on a super-O. It’s incredible that I can orgasm like this fully clothed at any time, without anything to clean up after.

Cock Craving Continued

Your anus is contracting and sucking on my finger as the precum drools from your lurching cock; it is semi erect and I hanging helplessly between your thighs as the mmo tugs mercilessly on it. At the same time excruciating pleasure is flooding your anus as it sucks as much in as it can. Your face is buried in the bed as ecstasy tortures you with unbridled glee. You thrust your convulsing anus out at me as if offering it to me will make the exquisite anguish of deep anal orgasm either increase or go away; you cannot make up your mind which you want.

After 20 minutes of the most agonizing rapture that a man could ever be expected to endure I remove my finger from your gaping hole. I marvel at how red and swollen it is. However I don’t waste much time admiring the view and instead lay down next to you on the bed so my face is adjacent to your knees and my own pelvis is next to your head. Then carefully urging you back to reality I guide your knee over my head and you lift your arm to allow my pelvis to slide under your face. I am on my back with my face underneath your suspended cock and your face is between my thighs just inches from my own lust engorged penis.

Reprograming apparently will be a long process

When my wife went to visit family, I finally had an opportunity to dedicate some time without limitations. Because of my recent non-events, I acquired a Helix Classic and a VICE in the hopes I could finally achieve a p-orgasm.
I have concluded that the neuropathy that I have in my feet from my chemo twenty years ago also affects my anal area. Because no matter what device I used, no matter how I relaxed, no matter how frequent or infrequent I tried contractions, no matter what setting I used with the VICE, all I got was great edging.
I have been careful to not get my penis involved. I tried early in the evening, at bed time, in the middle of the night, and in the morning. I plan to persevere, but it is rather disheartening.
After a little down time, my next effort will likely include the enhancement of marijuana. I am hopeful that it will push me over the edge.
Advice appreciated.

Super O Plateau

One of the most mysterious and exciting things about this Aneros journey is its subtlety and the connection of mind and body in experiencing sexual pleasure. When I started this journey of sexual discovery almost 20 years ago I knew that it was as much a mental experience as it was a physical one. Even though Aneros practice is rooted in the use of a physical device, the power of the mind to facilitate extreme pleasure through that device is manifest. Even more mysterious and fascinating however is the power of Aneros to instigate anal pleasure and facilitate an altered mental state at the pinnacle of a chain of multiple orgasms.

My normal sessions usually are between an hour and 3 hours. Typically a session will consist of back to pleasure spasms that flow in waves of building and ebbing pleasure. The waves never disappear they just modulate slightly from peak to peak. If I am going to go for a 2 hour session I will deliberately let the wave dissipate slightly to relish the sublime sensation of climbing higher again. It will typically build up on its own to start the second hour as I wait for it to lift me in renewed waves of ecstasy.

However the interesting thing for me is the way that prostate and penile bulb focused pleasure waves build in me eventually becoming contractions of mind numbing euphoria.

Seasons of My Sexuality

As you can read from the previous posts my sexuality is a complex thing. Like the seasons it transforms itself within the measure of a year, each season bringing its unique conditions, qualities and sensibilities. The torrid heat of desire for a woman and the vulgar intimacy of being with a man each bring their own memorable pleasure that resonates in the moment but lingers as an echoing memory; both harden my cock and make it ache with need. The calming chill of ecstasy and the urgency of arousal also speak to the sense of sexual seasons that I experience.

Homoerotic desire is one of those seasons that swings in and out of my life like the much anticipated chill of fall in the end of a sultry summer. Yet at the beginning of a summer with the anticipation of bathing in searing feminine sexual lust fantasies of sex with a man seem like a distant activity like raking leaves would seem in June.

The thought of male intimacy ebbs and flows. When it surfaces it finds me like a butterfly seeks a bloom. It is silent. I never know when it will land on me. The desire for male intimacy is so mysterious and secretive that one night as I lay naked in bed it lands on me, seeking my sticky male stamen. It finds me with grace and elegance that belies its masculine character; it alights on my wetted swollen cockhead which is exuding the sweet nectar of my arousal.