Category: Aneros blogs

Patience

Your ability to withstand delayed gratification correlates well with success, it's also been seminal in our evolution and the development of the frontal cortex.
There are some people on this forum with addiction problems, be it PMO or marijuana. Both cases the outcome is inevitable a decline in sensitivity. So despite the logic being the less you do the better it is, you do more because of the instant gratification, and roll back the millions of years in evolution.

Anyway point being I like doing both, and cutting out PMO makes it easier to stick to not using mj and it shows me how easy it is to at least be able to withstand instant gratification )for PMO(in certain areas of my life that this would carry over is self control in other areas since the principal is exactly the same. If you can withstand this instant gratification and patiently wait it out not only will the rewards be greater but you will have grown in the process.

IMO it's not about excluding the 'vices' from your life, but using them to practice self control and by knowing what you're missing by foregoing you're training your patience muscle, growing your frontal cortex and you get a more intense experience with much less

Startover

It's been several weeks since my last ride, which had been a dud session. Having what I now think was a minor hemorrhoid )that's now subsided(, it was uncomfortable to have a decent ride for too long. Sometimes it's all about my bowel for the week, and it just didn't want to cooperate. But Thursday ended up being "the night", so I lubed up and mounted. The pressure on my perineum seemed more aggressive this time, but over the long break, it may have become baby soft. Ha! Do we really get calloused there? My anus was weak, too. Guess I gotta get back to the ass gym. I managed to arrive at a couple Supers before quitting. Plus, a fart wanted to escape, and then things just get crunchy feeling when that happens. Attempting again tonight!

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. Read more »

Powerful, continuous powerful Aless

Hi guys,

Aless as a continuous, powerful experience really came into its own when I began using Tempo in my sessions in late November 2013. When I began using Tempo then, I took to it like a duck to water. It seemed that my Aneros sessions took a quantum leap.

It was then that just about every session became full of pleasure and fun! And as a spin off to all this was powerful, continuous Aless outside of my sessions. When I didn't feel Aless in an overt fashion, it was always there in the background.

I believe this buzz of sexual energy localized in the prostate are called P-waves. I began to experience P-waves three weeks after beginning my Aneros sessions in early June 2012 with my use of Helix Syn. In early July 2013, I began to experience chairgasms, then later on walkinggasms and bedgasms. Also as I added larger models such as Maximus and Progasm, this buzz began to intensify.

But it was Tempo that enabled me to enjoy all my other Aneros models, and certainly Maximus and Progasm which I both love and adore!

I found that Aless flows into my Aneros sessions and vice versa. Aless is so powerful and so sweet. I discovered in early 2014 to use subtle breathing which works so well with Aneros autof**k action of my models. And soon after, I found that I can meditate upon my Aless. Breathing works so with Aless. I can manipulate the intensity of Aless through breathing and anal contractions or subtle Kegels. It gives rise to subtle sexual sweetness. Read more »

Mixing Aneros models up in sessions

Hi guys,

In my Aneros sessions of late, I have been mixing things up as it relates to my Aneros models and their order of use.

For a long time, at least a good year, I have been using the following order of models:

Eupho Classic, Helix Classic, Maximus, Tempo, and Progasm Classic.

This order of models has served me well. Eupho Classic, I use to open my sessions and open me up. It has the most freedom of movement when inserted and it "dances" a great deal. Eupho Classic prepares me for Helix Classic which I enjoy for its penetration and how it relates in general contact with my prostate. I get horny when I think about Helix Classic.

Then I go on to Maximus which has given me a great ride for months on end, certainly when I began using that model in the fall of 2013. Then I go on to Tempo which during all my sessions massages both my anal sphincters and canal so well. Tempo continues to tone my anal musculature too.

Finally I end sessions with Progasm Classic which delivers such a heavy-duty massage which makes me feel so complete as a man.

A few days ago some guys in Aneros chat praised Progasm ICE which I hadn't used in many months.

So yesterday during our daylong snowstorm, I enjoyed the coziness of my apartment by having a long, leisurely session with the following order of models: Read more »

My thoughts on pornography and Aneros sessions

Hi guys,

Recently I saw a thread on the Aneros Forum on cutting out pornography out of one's life as it relates to Aneros sessions. The thought, which is valid, is that pornography is a distraction from having successful or fulfilling Aneros sessions. I agree up to a point. The Aneros Directions for Use advise new, even advanced Aneros users from even masturbating one's penis during an Aneros session. Such stimulation short circuits the Aneros process during which one must focus open the prostate and areas surrounding that organ. This same thing about pornography.

In my case, I think I should give a brief history of porn use in my life. I lived a fairly pristine, innocent life as a boy and teenager growing up in Northwestern Connecticut. When I was 16, I discovered my father's stash of porn, actually some novels on the sexual life of Fanny Hill. It was straight porno. Sexual relations between my parents had ceased pretty much by then. My dad apparently before going off to work relied on this porn to aid in his masturbation fantasies for sexual release.

When I was a freshman and sophomore, I fell in with a group of football players who once saw a blue movie featuring a gang bang to fuel their circle jerk. Then early in my sophomore year, some of these guys took me to a porno shop where I purchased a couple gay sex novels. All this was both exciting and novel at the time. Read more »

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. Read more »

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. Read more »

Six Mile High Club, Reprise

23 FEBRUARY 2015
Six miles up and "lovin' it"
My travel day started off fairly routinely. I had an e-ticket showing me that I was to fly out of Rochester at 11:30 to JFK and my overseas connection was at 7pm. No problem. When I got to the Rochester airport, Ifound out that my ticket had been changed and I was on a later flight. So I cooled my heels and had a chance to schmooze [=a friendly chat, in Yiddish] on the Aneros chat site.
By 11pm, I was exhausted, having gotten up at 5am and that after only 2 hours' sleep the night before—I had originally thought to ride that night, make an 'all-nighter' of it and possibly do it in chat, but that didn't work out.
I had resolved to try out the exercises that Chuckjo2000 gave us in the chat session at the beginning of February on the flight and see if I could progress in my "pursuit" of A-less pleasure.
Of course, by the time we were over Long Island, heading towards Boston on our trek 1/3 around the world, I was asleep. No meal, no entertainment. Waking up 5 hours later, the plane was nearing the western coast of France. It was broad daylight and I knew that we only had about 4.5 hours left to our flight—westerly winds helped us keep up a brisk pace of 600mph. Morning ablutions after climbing over my seat mate )we were fortunate not to have anyone between us, and then I settled back to rest—going against my own rules not to sleep when it was daylight at the destination )it helps with adjusting to the new time(. At this point, I tried to mentally do some of those exercises and 'virtually' massage the prostate. Not much happened for about a half hour. I even tried a mental version of the Piano Man maneuver and brought my hands over my lower parts as a tent. I did this as discretely as possible, under the blanket and with a pillow strategically placed to minimize any 'untoward' manifestations by my penis. At one point, I felt a very strange sensation: Yes, it was definitely my prostate, but it iwas a definite sensation of cool/cold right there and trying to radiate out from there. It was very interesting, having never experienced a cold sensation there, and not disagreeable because of its novelty, but not pleasure. At least an hour later, I awoke and saw that my seatmate was eating breakfast. Having missed the first meal on board, I was not about to miss the second and I requested the meal.
As I finished my coffee and the small pastry, I looked out of the window as we passed over the very tip of the "boot" of Italy, over the Mediterranen on our last leg. I had my noice cancelling earphones on )Phiaton Bluetooth(. In addition to listening to music during the flight, I will also just keep the music paused and use the noise cancellation as an isolation
It was then that I felt it. A pleasant tickle in the prostate. Uh huh. At first, I thought, OK, I've just eaten and I am having a regular gastrocolic reflex )That's a normal reflex that we have when our stomach has been filled and distended and you get the urge to defecate(. Rationalizing, I figured that whatever [I apologize for the indelicacy] poop was in the rectosigmoid )the part of the colon just above the rectum(, had moved down with the reflex and was somehow touching and therefore stimulation the prostate from behind. That's it. But, the sensation stayed and grew and it was not associated with the mild rectal contractions one gets with the gastrocolic reflex, feeling the urge to defecate. I closed my eyes and began to breath slowly and deeper than usual, but not overly deep—I guess in part not to awaken the attention of the guy nearby. I looked out the window at the clouds below and felt the sensations down there strengthen and spread. Each breath encouraged it and I closed my eyes. With the earphones in place I could feel myself inside myself, as it were. Each breath actually could be felt down there and it was as if my breathing itself was stroking my prostate and I relished that visualization and kept it up and, oh boy!, that was right on the mark. The P waves began in earnest and kept my eyes closed but not tightly. I found my legs tensing and I kept relaxing them and letting the thighs separate slightly. And kept up the gentle, but deep abdominal breathing, slowly, feeling each breath literally massage my prostate and bringing with it growing sensations of a sweet pleasure that I had only previously had with a device in. I was able )but not without a bit of effort( to keep myself from grimacing from the pleasure. This 'struggle' actually seemed to contribute to the pleasure—I guess in part it was the 'naughtiness' of the moment, of being in public, of being up here and having a most wonderful time in the most intimate way without anyone else noticing. At the same time, I did have some concerns that the session could end in an embarrassing, well, happy ending )though I have never ejaculated during a session, this was new territory and who knew?(. I had at least three definite crescendos and plateaus of pleasure that were orgasmal with the rhythmic pulsing of the prostate and surrounding tissues. Additional P waves occurred and I was having the most intense A-less experience 'of my life'! The pleasure during the peaks was comparable to having a device in, no question of that. But no uncontrollable shaking or moaning )those are not a regular occurrence for me anyway(.
All this happened in the course of only 30 minutes or so of the flight. At this point, I had to make a decision: with only an hour and 15 minutes to go in the flight, do I just take it on home till landing? Or, do I stop here and write all this down and trust my memory to recreate the details? Knowing my memory, I opted for the first choice. The decision was made easier when my seatmate decided to get up himself. So I used the opportunity to use the bathroom one last time )always a smart choice for this older guy(. So, I stopped and began to write this. All the time I am writing this, I am feeling faint little tickles that I am pretty sure I'll be able to focus on and reawaken. Let's see…closing my eyes, stopping the Brahms on the earphones, and…yes, there's the tickle, and I can intensify it a bit and even a few minutes later when I turn my attention to it, it's there for me to 'work with it if I want'. This is simply wonderful to me… who needs the movies and stuff if I have this to keep me happy on a flight. And of course there's that fantastic feeling of elation and satisfaction that we have after a session. None of the letdown…
I am keeping myself from analyzing why and how it worked )though the urge to is very strong with me, as usual. But I don't want to spoil this by trying to figure it out(. I am hooked, and I'm looking forward to my next flight )it turns out that it'll be tomorrow—but only a 40 min jump to Cyprus. Let's see if I can make it happen, or at least get it going(. Maybe, I've arrived at this destination )A-less pleasure(. Another milestone..

Tempo's debut

I finally broke down and purchased a Tempo. What an experience to say the least. I've heard things like the weight of it and how it moves and all of these are spot on!

The slickness of the finish allows Tempo to move differently than the rest. It is so slick as it slides around and bumps your prostate I'm at a loss for how to describe it, other than ahhhhh.

Tempo quickly begins to move inside you with the added flair of a temperature change from cool to warm. This in and of itself is a real stimulation unmatched to date. And yes the weight works with you in how you position yourself for your session.

I quickly sensed that rather than positioning myself on my back or side to lay on my stomach or better yet get on all fours. While on all fours Tempo really shines, no pun intended. As I slowly began to rock the heaviness and motion awakened my prostate with feelings that must be experienced.

Even today, while in its afterglow I re-inserted and walked about with it in. The added weight encourages you to practice kegals as you walk, which in turn tickle where you most appreciate it. Yes, Aneros … all models need a stainless steel version … I'm impressed.