Category: Aneros blogs

First time in years, and first time ever

On May 3, I set to try the “do nothing” method. I lay on my back with knees up, and waited for whatever sensations might visit.

Doing nothing wasn't strenuous, but the minimal effort still got to me. My legs fatigued, so I stretched out and lay flat.

An odd, tiny tickle occurred somewhere in my abdomen. I didn't think anything of it, but it was intruding on my focus. Just to make it go away, I rotated my hips backward, raising my lower back a little off the bed. I held there for a second until the tickle dissipated, then flattened myself back out. The tickle returned, so I rotated my hips again, waited a moment, and flattened again. That repeated a couple more times. Then a most peculiar thing happened.

My hips kept up the slow rocking motion after I decided to stop. It was going at a frequency of about one cycle every ten seconds. I wasn't making it happen, but it was still happening. Of course, I could have made it stop, but I chose not to, mostly because things started feeling pretty good. The familiar tingle of early-stage orgasm had sneaked up on me, and it was growing. After a few more pumps, my pelvis spazzed and drove my cock upward, just like when a girl's on top and I'm thrusting it into her all the way to the hilt.

Holy hell! That was an orgasm! Read more »

Frustration with Vice last night

Tried the Vice last night. Was very frustrating. Got really nowhere. The only highlight of the evening came in the first 15 minutes after inserting it. Wow, could really feel that the prostate was being touched.

But that's as far as it went. Tried doing nothing, fiddling with my perineum, moving around. Nothing went anywhere. Maybe my body just wasnt ready. During the day, I hadn't really felt horny for a Dry-O experience since two nights ago when I had a great experience with the Helix.

Also, even though I think the lubes are working great, and I have enough, after 45 min, my rectum was feeling uncomfortable. Like the Vice was too big. Even though you could feel it passing the prostate, it wasn't generating pleasure. After an hour, I did feel some prostate buzzing and some small involuntary movements – maybe heartbeet movement twiggles on my prostate.

But at that point, was done, so took it out. Tried some straight perineum massage that usually always works right away, but nothing there either. It felt like the strong sensations from the Vice were again flooding out the smaller whispers of feelings from the Perineum massage.

I'm now using an all vegetable gel to pre-lube the aneros, and a mixture of pasteurized coconut and shea Butter oils intjected internally )1.5 tsp(. So far am happy w the veggie oil mix to pre-lube. After 45 min, I pulled out the Vice to check it, and it was still moist all over from the lube stiking to it. Previously using Vaseline for pre-lube, the Vice was always mostly dry when I pulled out to check. Read more »

A recent masturbation session

Hi guys,

As a guy entering his latter 60's, I do not masturbate much anymore. My urge to masturbate was greatly lessened when my last job was ending more than five years ago when I was living under great stress. At the same time, I suffered acute erectile dysfunction.

Aneros restored my sexual function, I am happy to say.

But as a guy in his 60's, I may masturbate once or twice a month.

Some weeks ago, in late April, I was up fairly late viewing penis pics and scenes of gay sex on Tumblr. Horniness struck me like a brick that night. Not only had I an erection that wouldn't quit, but I was masturbating. It was almost like old times. I found myself riding or surfing the edge of ejaculatory inevitability, over and over again! However, I must have edged for a good two hours! Finally I ejaculated a huge of load of semen, but I had a very sweet orgasm which permeated my whole body, even my consciousness, a good five plus minutes! I attribute much of this to my nearly three years of Aneros sessions. Now I am incorporating "edging" into my Aless and Aneros sessions. The sky is the limit.

Take care!

Aneros session, April 12, 2015

Hi guys,

Earlier this morning I had a session that lasted about 2.45 hours. One could say that it was heavy duty, but it wasn't because all my Aneros models filled me with pleasure, and afterward produced the afterglow of continuing, vibrant Aless!

I need to get back to Eupho Classic more and more. It penetrates deeply and reaches along the entire length of my prostate and even around it. Also Eupho Classic dances when I Aneros. However this morning, it was perhaps more aggressive then usual.

I like Helix Classic more because it delivers a more robust, yet a slightly lesser massage action. Helix Classic has become a mainstay in my sessions, also big bruiser Progasm Classic which I adore. Sometimes I Progasm Classic in men who are unavailable [generally] for sex. They are the DILF's = DADS I would LIKE to FUCK, or DADS I would LIKE them to FUCK me. The dads I have in mind are married men and fathers with children. I knew such a one at a coffeehouse I used to frequent, and what I experienced was an unrequited love which caused me weeks of heartache and weeping. I am "older and wiser" now, Progasm Classic continues to teach me important lessons about self-loving and proper care of my body and psyche.

Tempo continues to star in most of my sessions. Tempo, I consider as a pair of dumbbells for weight training and toning of my anal musculature. Read more »

Aless & Foreplay in the Nutty Buddy Cup

Hi guys,

The most wonderful thing about the Aneros is that it has put me in touch sexually with my body like never before. This is one of my great consolations as a retiree at age 66. This is one of the basic benefits of Aneros rewiring which recaptures somewhat the thrill of discovering my body's sexual response through masturbation starting at age 11 when I entered puberty.

I am sure that my dad is smiling down from heaven as I exult in my body and its sexual consciousness both within Aneros sessions and outside sessions in Aless.

It is nearly the middle of May. Here in DC we are emerging from spring into summer. Late last week I turned on my A/C and began wearing my camo shorts since last September. Also last night, I wore my Nutty Buddy athletic cup to bed for the first time in my mouths.

I have recounted to you guys how jockstraps and athletic cups were catalysts that fueled my adolescent sexual consciousness and propelled me toward the thrills of masturbation as centered in my male sexual apparatus.

Athletic cups in the 1960's were the traditional flat variety. They were uncomfortable to wear for long periods of time. Baseball players had to readjust their cups on the field for all to say. Read more »

Coming up on three years with Aneros!

Hi guys,

Next month on June 3, I celebrate three years working with Aneros!

While I have yet to experience a Super-O, I am proud to say that now I seldom have a session that is an outright dud. Most every session is different and has something new to teach me. Every session is "fresh each morning," in most cases laden with pleasure, and after each session [with a few very exceptions] Aless kicks in, an afterglow which lasts for hours, even days if I do not have a session.

Aneros benefits after three years usage:

1. Aneros has gotten me in touch with my body in ways unimaginable because I seldom over the course of my life have had sexual encounters with other guys [I am gay]. I have never been in an intimate, committed relationship with anyone, male or female. Now at age 66, I am truly a confirmed bachelor. Yet, Aneros allows me to celebrate my sexuality all my own.

2. Aneros continues to teach me the subtleties of my body, psyche, and manhood that give me great happiness n my "retirement".

3. The states of pleasure that I experience in my Aneros and in Aless are varied, manifold, and subtle that can prepare me to be a caring and capable lover to any man that may come into my life even in my old age. It is still possible. Read more »

Mistakes Can Have Good Results

Still catching up with the history. At this point it was the end of April and the beginning of May 2015. My sessions were still centered on deliberate deep breathing and refining muscle movement.

During two sessions, about a half-hour in, I could feel a rush somewhere behind my balls. It was similar to the feeling I get when I start gently stroking my cock head. Nothing too exciting; just a little something. The sensation evaporated and slowly returned, but slightly amplified, similar to the feeling I get when I continue gently stroking. Then it went away and did not return. I relaxed more in hopes of luring it back, but I fell asleep.

Sleep has been a real obstacle for me. Many times I've been focused on relaxing, then realized my ongoing mental narrative had wandered off into dreaming. I don't believe “alert” and “relaxed” should be mutually exclusive states, and I continue to search for the balance between them. Advice would be welcome.

The training material puts special emphasis on not touching your cock during a session. Touching at the end of a session or after a session is fine, but not during. My original interpretation of this advice was that adding penile stimulation risked setting up ejaculation as a conditioned response to rectal stimulation. I wanted to avoid that so badly that I tried to exclude erections. When I felt my cock stiffen, I slowed everything down until it went away. Read more »

Step 2: Go back to step 1, dumbass.

Insertion has never been an issue. I learned long ago how to do that without discomfort. I learned that my body can occasionally be fussy and uncooperative, and coercing it into submission is never useful or satisfying. Stoicism is a loathsome quality.

I started regular practice with the helix in April 2015. Practice sessions have been been easily integrated into my daily schedule, and have provided good reasons to abandon some less rewarding activities.

Much of the aneros new-user training material is devoted to breathing. The advice “keep breathing” is ubiquitous within the literature, and the word “relax” echoes endlessly. My first sessions were application of this advice.

Establishing and maintaining a comfortable deep-breathing cadence required more concentration and effort than I would have thought. I learned that I have a tendency to stop breathing while examining sensations. My mind presses a notional pause button to freeze the action and investigate. Some of my novel internal tingles at this first stage were partially attributable to mild hypoxia.

The second style of advice I found in the training material is that deliberate squeezing of muscles is not useful. My first tries with the MGX had obviously gone off the rails from the start, but I don't believe it was pointless. So long as the trainee understands that tensing muscles is not an orgasm cheatcode, the urge to flex should not be discouraged. Coarse movement is a necessary step in identifying separate muscles and refining their control. Read more »

Tell me what you remember about…

I have difficulty maintaining journals and blogs, but I do enjoy writing them. The tension between creating an accurate, clinical record of events and embellishing them into a readable narrative creates a unique thrill. I think this one deserves to start with a splash of personal history.

Anal play has always been a part of my sexual life. Long ago, while hanging out at a girlfriend's house after school, she abruptly told me to take off my pants and lay down on my stomach. I asked for some explanation, and she revealed a long, fat, tapered candle she had silently retrieved from the dining room. My eager compliance with her demand frightened both of us a little. Our second penetrative experience together was, in two ways, a literal inversion of the first.

I first learned about aneros through a written story many years ago–so many that it might have been in a print magazine. The story was told in the perspective of a man in a BDSM relationship. His domina plugged a bizarrely curled plastic dong she named “aneros” into him, then issued a series of commands to tense and release his sphincter. He repeatedly begged for permission to orgasm, but she ordered him not to. Predictably, the story ended with a moment of disobedience and a fountain of semen.

The story planted the name of the apparatus in my mind. The hands-free orgasm was less interesting than being able to cum in quarts. After all, ejaculation is the whole point of orgasm, and more of one must mean more of the other, right? Read more »